Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan was slapped hard on the shoulder.
Zhang Xiaofan was focusing all his attention on Tian Ling'er who was walking away. He didn't notice the situation around him at all. He was startled and jumped away. In the blink of an eye, he saw that it was just the scene in the morning.
Known once.
Zeng was seen with a smile on his face and a relaxed expression. He looked up and down at Zhang Xiaofan, and then his eyes moved to the monkey Xiao Hui beside him.
Seeing this extremely annoying guy running over again, Xiao Hui looked very unwilling, bared his teeth and made a face, turned around and jumped on Dahuang's back, patted Dahuang's dog head, Dahuang glared at Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng and barked.
He shouted twice and ran away.
Zhang Xiaofan frowned and shouted: "Xiao Hui, come back, don't run around."
Zeng smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the three-eyed monkey is very smart and won't get lost."
Zhang Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders and turned his head. Just as he was about to talk to Zeng, something suddenly moved in his heart. He turned around and saw that the direction Da Huang was running towards with Xiao Hui on his back was indeed the kitchen. He felt a thump in his heart and lost his voice: "Ah, die."
Monkey, you go again..."
Zeng Qi asked: "What?"
Zhang Xiaofan coughed dryly and smiled dryly: "No, it's okay. By the way, Senior Brother Zeng, aren't you going to participate in the competition? How come you have time to come see me?"
Zeng smiled and said, "Oh, I've finished the competition and have nothing to do. When I saw you here, I came over to say hello."
Zhang Xiaofan was surprised and said: "What, you have finished the competition, what was the result?"
Zeng closed the fan in his hand, rubbed it on the black hair on his head, and said, "Well, I won a game by accident, hehe."
Zhang Xiaofan looked at his casual look, which didn't look like he had experienced a big fight at all, and asked carefully: "Senior Brother Zeng, is it possible that your cultivation is very high?"
Zeng immediately waved his hand and said: "Oh, Junior Brother Zhang, what are you talking about? How can my meager cultivation be enough to be worthy of publicity? If it weren't for my father always forcing me to practice, I would be too lazy to cultivate and cultivate flowers every day.
Feeding birds and reading books, what kind of happy days are they! But then again," he put his hand on Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, led him forward, and whispered: "I didn't expect that in this Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition,
, there are actually people worse than me."
Zhang Xiaofan gave a bitter smile and said: "I'm much worse than you!"
Zeng Yi shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly: "So what if there are too many? Anyway, no matter how greedy I am, I don't dare to dream of winning in the end, but I am very interested in your three-eyed monkey. Hehe, Junior Brother Zhang, why don't you do it?
it......"
Zhang Xiaofan saw that he looked like a profiteer and immediately said: "Senior Brother Zeng, please don't take advantage of me, Xiao Hui!"
Zeng suffocated, rolled his eyes, and said: "Then I'll exchange things for you. You don't know, I raised a lot of fun and rare things on Fenghui Peak, such as three-legged rabbits, black and white peacocks, turtles without shells, etc."
There are winged snakes…”
Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but said: "Are there really so many strange things?"
Zeng looked smug and said: "It goes without saying that I have put in a lot of effort to collect these treasures, and I have also been beaten and scolded by my father. But I still like you, the three-eyed monkey. How about it?
, I can give it to you in exchange for whatever you like?"
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said: "No, I raised Xiao Hui just because he is destined to me. Besides, you gave me those black and white rabbits, shellless peacocks and so on..."
Zeng immediately corrected him: "It's a three-legged rabbit, a black and white peacock, and the one without a shell is a tortoise!"
Zhang Xiaofan stuck out his tongue and said: "Oh, yes, yes, but I'm not interested in those, so I won't change it."
Zeng rolled his eyes again, pulled Zhang Xiaofan to a remote place, looked around with a strange look on his face, and whispered: "Junior brother Zhang, let me show you something good, do you like it?"
He took out a thick book with a blue cover and handed it to Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan took it and took a look, but saw that there was no name on the book, and the cover was old, and it looked like it had been around for a long time. Looking at Zeng's appearance, he seemed to be acting as if nothing had happened, but his smart eyes were constantly looking around.
He looked very alert, and his originally delicate face now looked a bit strange and even vulgar. It seemed that this book either recorded a peerless magic technique, or was a rare and unique copy.
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Zeng, I can't afford such a precious book, and my qualifications are too poor, so it's useless to get it, and I don't want to exchange it for Xiao Hui, so just put it away."
Zeng glared at him and whispered: "If you don't look at it, just say so. Take a look first, hurry up."
Zhang Xiaofan saw that he looked weird, and couldn't help but be a little curious about the book. He opened it and was stunned for a moment, blushing for a moment. It turned out that in addition to a lot of text, there were many pictures and paintings in this thick book.
But it was all about a man and a woman embracing each other, and it was actually a book about erotica. It was the first time in Zhang Xiaofan's life that he had seen such a thing. However, the painting style in this book was exquisite and the characters were lifelike. His heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "
Senior Brother Zeng, you, you, how could you have such a thing..."
"Shh!" Zeng was startled, and quickly grabbed the book and put it into his arms. Then he carefully looked at the fellow disciples walking around, glared at Zhang Xiaofan, and said, "Don't be so loud."
Zhang Xiaofan woke up, but was still in shock, and whispered: "Brother Zeng, how can you, uh, know how to read such a book?"
Zeng pursed his lips and said: "So what if you read it? Let me tell you, this is a strange book. I heard it is the only one! I don't know how much effort it took to get it. I guarantee that after reading it, you will be proud of the flowers from now on."
, to win the favor of women in the world. How about using it in exchange for your little ash..."
Zhang Xiaofan immediately shook his head and said: "No."
Zeng said angrily: "This won't work, that won't work either, why don't you tell me what you want?"
Zhang Xiaofan said honestly: "I don't want anything."
Zeng was at his wits end and spat: "Why are you like a piece of wood?"
Zhang Xiaofan chuckled and didn't care, but his eyes involuntarily drifted to the distance. Among the vague white clouds, the beautiful figure was looming.
Zeng gave up, put away the book, opened the fan again with a swishing sound, and fanned twice. Suddenly he heard the sound of bells and cauldrons in the distance. It seemed that another competition had begun.
Zeng glanced at that place, suddenly smiled, pulled Zhang Xiaofan and said: "Come on, I will take you to see the most popular person in Qingyun Sect in this big test."
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and asked in surprise: "Who is it?" After a pause, his face suddenly darkened and he said, "Is it Senior Brother Qi Hao from Longshou Peak?"
Zeng said "Huh" and looked at Zhang Xiaofan who looked a little surprised, but still shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Qi's practice is naturally very famous, but haven't you heard that the one who attracted the most attention this time is another
one person."
Zhang Xiaofan thought for a long time and then said: "Who is it?"
Zeng seemed to have forgotten all about the dispute for a moment. With a smile on his face, he said mysteriously: "You will know if you come with me!" After saying that, he pulled Zhang Xiaofan and walked forward. Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help himself, but I couldn't help but feel a little curious about this so-called mysterious figure, so I followed him.
Zeng took Zhang Xiaofan straight to the largest "fighting" stage among the eight arenas. Zhang Xiaofan followed him and looked around. Under the stage, he saw a sea of Qingyun Sect disciples. It was so crowded that it was impossible to see. There were at least four to five hundred people like this. Zhang Xiaofan did some calculations in his mind and estimated that at least half of the Qingyun Sect members in the square were gathered under this stage, especially the male disciples of the younger generation.
As the two of them walked closer, they heard the noise getting louder and louder, and the surroundings were filled with the voices of Qingyun disciples discussing happily.
"Xiaozhu Peak has always been rich in beauties. I heard that this time Lu Xueqi is even known as the most outstanding beauty in the past five hundred years!"
"You don't need to tell me, that day when I saw her in the Yuqing Palace, she was really stunning in the country... Oh, who hit me on the head... Hey, uncle?"
An old man with a white beard said angrily next to him: "Little bastard, you are a cultivator, you should be calm, why are you still so greedy for beauty? If you were to be on stage, you would not be able to just look at that face without doing anything. Lose first!”
"......yes."
"Hmph, that's why I told the first senior brother a long time ago that beauty is a disaster and our Qingyun Sect should not accept female disciples."
...
"Ahem, Uncle Master, you are indeed, uh, wise, wise and wise, but are you speaking too loudly?"
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" The old man with a white beard blew his beard and glared, his voice a little higher.
"No, no," the young disciples quickly surrounded him and whispered, "Uncle Master, Master Shuiyue is sitting inside."
"..." Lowering his voice, the old man said, "Huh, if it wasn't for the sake of my fellow friends, I would have..."
All the disciples said yes, praising the old gentleman for his profound cultivation, broad mind and not caring about the villains and younger generations. Zeng and Zhang Xiaofan looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. Zhang Xiaofan whispered to him: "The person you are talking about is Xiaozhu. Feng’s senior sister?”
Zeng nodded, glanced at the stage, and said: "We haven't started yet, you will know her reputation later. But, alas, there are too many people here."
While talking, the two of them walked around, but they were still on the outside of the crowd. The inside was already crowded with layers of Qingyun disciples, and they couldn't even insert a needle. Zhang Xiaofan became more and more curious. It seemed like this The mysterious figure is indeed very popular, and so many Qingyun disciples are attracted to him.
Zeng's face was full of anxiety and he kept saying: "Oh no, no good seats. If I had known better, I should have queued here last night."
Zhang Xiaofan was startled. Before he could say anything, Zeng's eyes suddenly lit up and he saw dozens of Feng Hui Peak disciples standing in front of him. Without saying a word, he grabbed Zhang Xiaofan and rushed over. The disciples of Feng's lineage all smiled when they saw it was Zeng. One of the tall men laughed and said, "Haha, you must be late."
Zeng ignored him, pulled Zhang Xiaofan and squeezed in. The Feng Huifeng disciples obviously treated Zeng very well, so they all stepped aside and squeezed in even with Zhang Xiaofan. It didn't take long for the two of them to get into the inner circle.
, the view here is really great, I saw seven or eight people sitting closest to the ring, the leader of Qingyun Sect, Daoxuan Zhenren, the leader of Longshou Peak, Cangsong Taoist, and the leader of Xiaozhu Peak, Master Shuiyue, were all present. Others saw
In the past, most of them were famous elders of various sects. Behind them, standing densely were all Qingyun disciples. The most eye-catching ones were the beautiful disciples from Xiaozhu Peak who were standing behind Master Shuiyue. Wen Min, whom Zhang Xiaofan knew, was also among them.
The one closest to Master Shuiyue was the beauty in blue who was drawing lots at the Yuqing Palace yesterday. At this moment, she was still as cold as ice and extremely beautiful, attracting countless gazes.
"Did you see it? It's her." Zeng poked Zhang Xiaofan with his arm and motioned for him to look at the woman in blue. Zhang Xiaofan looked at the woman a few more times and whispered: "She is the popular one you mentioned?
"
Zeng looked intoxicated and said: "It's not necessarily a popular one. I heard that Lu Xueqi has only been around for a short time and her cultivation is unpredictable, but everyone says that in terms of beauty, she is definitely the one!"
Zhang Xiaofan frowned and said, "Senior Brother Zeng, you look very vulgar when you drool!"
Zeng: "...Ahem, I, do I have it? Hehe, you must have seen it wrong. By the way, look at our fellow disciples and brothers around you?"
Zhang Xiaofan looked around and saw that among the younger generation of Qingyun disciples around him, most of their eyes were on the beauties at Xiaozhu Peak, especially the woman in blue, Lu Xueqi, who attracted the most attention. However, it seemed that those beauties seemed
They had long been accustomed to this, and each of them looked calm. Lu Xueqi's face was expressionless and as cold as ice, as if she turned a blind eye to the male disciples behind her.
Zeng swallowed his saliva and whispered to Zhang Xiaofan: "It's no wonder that our Qingyun Sect has suddenly recruited young disciples in recent years. Look around, there are at least three or four hundred people our age, hehe
, our cultivation is not deep, so we are naturally susceptible to temptation."
Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him sideways, and saw that Zeng's originally handsome face seemed to have changed. Thinking of the book just now, he felt as if the word "色" was written on Zeng's forehead.
Zeng turned around and said in surprise: "Junior brother Zhang, why don't you look at them? They always look at me. I fell in love with you and I brought you here to see you as a friend. By the way, which one of them do you think has the best figure?"
most?"
Zhang Xiaofan immediately turned his head and added the word "wolf" after his mental comment about Zeng.
At this time, the noisy place suddenly became quiet. Under the attention of everyone, Lu Xueqi took a step forward and saluted Master Shuiyue who was sitting on the chair. Master Shuiyue nodded lightly and said, "Go ahead.
."
Lu Xueqi responded, put on her clothes, gently held the magic formula with her right hand, and looked at the stage with a pair of bright and beautiful eyes. At this moment, the faint clouds that were originally on the white jade slab under her feet suddenly rotated and gathered towards her from all directions.
Coming over, a white cloud soon formed under Lu Xueqi's feet. Then, Lu Xueqi was seen like a fairy, rising slowly in the misty white clouds, floating into the air, and moved to the stage.
The mountain breeze blows, and the white clouds flutter like the softest and most beautiful silk. Lu Xueqi's clothes are fluttering, her complexion is like snow, and she is so beautiful that she is like a fairy from the Nine Heavens falling into the mortal world. When people feel love and pity, she is still there.
Somewhat in awe.
After a while, the audience burst into thunderous applause, roaring and tsunami, the sound was so loud that Zhang Xiaofan was caught off guard, his ears immediately buzzed, and he was shocked. He didn't expect Lu Xueqi to be so popular, but then again, he looked into the air.
The beautiful figure in the middle is still very excited and unable to control herself. It is really hard to imagine that there is such a beautiful person in the world.
Master Shuiyue, who was sitting under the stage, had always had a smile on his face that had always been indifferent.
After a while, a young disciple walked onto the stage from nowhere (because no one paid attention at all). He had a square face and thick eyebrows. He looked decent, but he looked a little excited. As soon as he arrived on the stage, he said to Lu Xueqi: "
Junior Sister Lu, I am Fang Chao, a disciple of Longshou Peak. I have the honor to spar with Junior Sister today. I am truly lucky!"
"Shh!" boos broke out from the audience.
Lu Xueqi had no expression on her face and said coldly in mid-air: "Senior Brother Fang is polite. Lu Xueqi, the eighth generation disciple of Xiaozhu Peak, is asking Senior Brother Fang for advice today."
Zhang Xiaofan stood under the stage and looked at Lu Xueqi, who was standing still in the air like a fairy. Suddenly, there was a pain in his heart for no reason. Just now, wasn't Senior Sister Ling'er standing in the sky with such extraordinary grace? Looking at Lu Xueqi in a daze,
His figure actually seemed to overlap with Tian Linger's appearance.
At this moment, Fang Chao is still chattering on the stage. Judging from his appearance, if he can keep talking like this, it doesn't matter if he doesn't compete until the end of time. But fortunately, his opponents are in the majority in this world, and he hasn't even finished speaking for two seconds.
After saying this, countless people, including Zeng who was standing next to Zhang Xiaofan, shouted angrily: "Why don't you start?"
"goat!"
"Chirping, just like a woman!... Hey, this senior sister from Xiaozhu Peak, ah, whatever you do, don't do it, I have absolutely no other intentions..."
"when!"
The last bell of the decisive battle finally rang. Lu Xueqi's expression turned cold and she looked straight at Fang Chao. Fang Chao was struck by her cold eyes and suddenly felt cold all over. Although looking from here, even Lu Xueqi's face was still cold.
Yan Wushuang, but no matter what, he did not dare to joke anymore, he quickly put away his smile, straightened his mind, and used the magic formula with his right hand to sacrifice a silver-white fairy sword.
Zhang Xiaofan frowned and couldn't help but think of Qi Hao's fairy sword "Hanbing" again. At this time, he heard Zeng beside him suddenly snorted and whispered: "The people of Longshou Peak have Qi Hao as a role model.
Everyone likes to practice this kind of fairy sword."
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes flickered and he looked around, only to see heads of people moving, but he could not find Qi Hao's shadow no matter what, let alone the figure he wanted to see the most but least wanted to see at the moment.
Where did they go? Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, feeling sad in his heart.
Suddenly, Zeng pulled his arm and said happily: "Xiaofan, look, it's started."
Zhang Xiaofan raised his eyes and looked towards the stage, and saw that Fang Chao had already sacrificed the fairy sword. The stage was suddenly chilly, but in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, he intuitively found that compared with Qi Hao, who was not easy to fight with Hotan back then, Fang Chao was better at using it.
There is obviously still a gap in terms of ice magic.
Lu Xueqi, on the other hand, was still expressionless on the floating clouds, looking at Fang Chao's luck congealing in front of her, and seemed to have no intention of attacking. Behind her, she carried a sky blue scabbard.
Although this fairy sword cannot become one with its owner like the fairy swords practiced by most people, no one from Fang Chao on the stage to all the Qingyun sect members in the audience dared to despise it.
On the path of cultivation, psychic magic weapons can often become one with the owner after long-term practice, and can be sacrificed just before use, which is very convenient. However, some strange magic weapons cannot do this because their own spirituality is too strong and the human body cannot bear it.
At one point, it can only be carried by the owner. However, such magic weapons are often the treasures of the immortal family and are extremely powerful. The deeper the owner's cultivation, the more amazing the power he exerts. The most precious treasure of Qingyun Gate - the ancient sword "Zhu Xian"
”, falls into this category.
At this moment, on the arena, a thin layer of ice had formed on the surface of the area three feet around Fang Chao. As close as Zhang Xiaofan, Zeng and other disciples in the audience felt a cool breeze blowing on their faces. But
Lu Xueqi, who was still standing in mid-air, seemed indifferent to this and just looked at Fang Chao coldly.
Fang Chao was singing a one-man show in front of everyone, with his fairy sword flying. From the corner of his eye, hundreds of people from the audience were looking at him. However, Lu Xueqi's gaze seemed to be colder than the cold air emanating from his fairy sword, which chilled his heart.
, almost feeling like I have no place to put my hands and feet.
Fang Chao felt a little anxious in his heart. He pointed the sword with his right hand and shot the silver-white fairy sword from bottom to top towards Lu Xueqi. He shouted: "Junior Sister Lu, be careful!"
There was a burst of laughter from the crowd in the audience. Judging from Fang Chao's appearance, he seemed to be afraid of hurting Lu Xueqi. Cangsong Taoist sitting in the audience had a rather ugly expression on his face and snorted heavily.
This snort was filled with disdain, and it fell into the ears of the person next to him. He immediately reacted: "Why, Senior Brother Cangsong seems to be a little dissatisfied?"
Taoist Cangsong did not turn around and said calmly: "Junior Sister Shuiyue, all of your disciples are indeed very beautiful!"
Master Shuiyue's expression changed. During this martial arts competition, Taoist Cangsong did not praise her disciples' practice but instead praised the beauty of the women. It was obvious that he was mocking him. What kind of person is Master Shuiyue? He raised his eyebrows and immediately
Said: "I didn't know that there were so many prodigal and lecherous people under the Qingyun Sect's cultivation sect."
Taoist Cangsong was furious and was about to retort when Master Daoxuan, who was sitting among them, raised his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you are hundreds of years old, and you are not afraid of being embarrassed if you quarrel in front of so many disciples. Watch the competition.
, let’s watch the competition.”
The two leaders snorted heavily and turned their heads.
Fang Chao's silver-white fairy sword had already shot towards the cloud at Lu Xueqi's feet. There was no expression on Lu Xueqi's cold face, and no movement could be seen on her. The cloud under her feet carried her body back, but Fang Chao's fairy sword was so fast.
But he was faster, and he caught up in the blink of an eye, causing screams and sighs from all over the audience.
Seeing that there was no room for action, Lu Xueqi turned her back and took the sword behind her into her hand. Her face was as frosty as frost, and she did not even unsheath the sword. She only used the sky-blue sword to block it in front of her.
"Zheng!"
The crisp echo echoed far above the square, which was very pleasant to the ear.
Fang Chao's silver-white fairy sword bounced back as if it had been hit hard. The person above the stage passed Taoist Cangsong below the stage, and his face changed drastically. Amidst the surprised eyes of everyone, Lu Xueqi did not hesitate at all, and a slight smile appeared on her snow-white face.
After pink passed by, he threw his right hand and actually threw the sky blue sword with the sheath. At the same time, he stretched out the five fingers of his right hand and clenched the magic formula. The sky blue fairy sword suddenly shined brightly in mid-air, covered with blue light.
The entire huge arena was filled with immortal aura, and it was obviously anything but extraordinary.
Fang Chao didn't dare to neglect. Seeing the obsidian blue light coming overwhelmingly, he was shocked. At the same time, he was even more angry that Lu Xueqi didn't even take out the fairy sword from its sheath. However, he still activated the fairy sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he was
Three ice walls formed in front of him, emitting a hint of cold air.
In mid-air, Lu Xueqi's bright eyes were as bright as stars, and her black hair and skirt were flying in the strong wind. Her grace was peerless and touching. She seemed to be reciting a mantra in a low voice, with no expression on her cold face.
Looking at it, everyone only saw a loud sound from the fairy sword that was flying in the air at the moment and emitting blue light. It was like a wild beast roaring, and the sound shook the surrounding areas. In an instant, the blue light was strong, and the fairy sword shot out like a dragon from the sky.
After leaving the abyss, all the clouds within a radius of ten feet were forced to dissipate without a trace in a matter of seconds.
I saw among the thousands of blue lights, in the deepest place that was as blue as the blue sky, the fairy sword seemed to be flying from the sky, shooting towards Fang Chao, and the momentum was as fierce as ever.
Fang Chao's face was solemn, and sweat was dripping from his forehead. He was obviously shocked by the great power of Lu Xueqi's blue fairy sword. In an instant, the fairy sword rushed in front of him.
"Click, click, click!"
While hundreds of Qingyun disciples were dumbfounded, the three ice walls formed by Fang Chao were like tofu, and were smashed into pieces by the blue fairy sword that rushed in as if it were nothing.
Fang Chao was shocked. With his strength, it was not impossible to form more ice walls as a defense, but according to his original intention, three ice walls were enough. Unexpectedly, Lu Xueqi's Taoism was so advanced, and the blue fairy sword was even more unexpected.
It was so powerful that it was there in the blink of an eye.
At this moment of life and death, Fang Chao barely managed to calm down, his silver-white fairy sword glowed with light, he stood in front of him and raised a white light shield. A moment later, Lu Xueqi's blue fairy sword collided with the white light shield.
"boom!"
The loud sound was like thunder in the sky, rumbling, and the huge invisible shock wave centered on the two fairy swords and quickly spread to the surroundings. All the Qingyun disciples standing in the audience suddenly felt a strong wind blowing against their faces, and their whole bodies were actually
He involuntarily took a step back, and the entire circle of onlookers also expanded in a circle at the same time.
Everyone's expressions changed, and they were shocked by the power of this immortal magic weapon that they had never seen before.
After that moment of exclamation passed, everyone's eyes returned to the ring. Lu Xueqi had landed on the ring at some point, and the sword with its sheath had flown back into her hand, and the blue and white lights gradually faded.
They dispersed, but everyone noticed that Fang Chao's face was ashen.
Fang Chao slowly raised his head, pointed at Lu Xueqi, his voice became hoarse for some reason, and said hoarsely: "You..."
Everyone was surprised and didn't know what happened. Suddenly, a change occurred. The silver-white fairy sword that had been parked in front of Fang Chao from just now suddenly made several muffled sounds on the sword. After that, under the gaze of countless people,
Suddenly, a crack suddenly appeared on the sword, and then expanded rapidly. After a moment, the sword made a painful sound, broke into two pieces with a "thud", and fell to the stage.
There was silence on and off the stage, and everyone held their breath.
No one above this sea of clouds knows what the immortal sword that has been cultivated for a long time means to a cultivator.
"Wow", on the stage, Fang Chao spat out a mouthful of blood, put his hand on his chest, his face showed pain, he couldn't hold on any longer, fell to the ground and passed out.