Because many people were eliminated in the third round, when Yang Hui appeared in the competition arena again, apart from the huge crowd of spectators, there were really only a few contestants.
"Now, all contestants are invited to enter the ring and announce the rules of the final round." the host said.
Wait until everyone is in place.
"Now, I announce the rules of the final round of competition as follows." The host said. "The contestants will make the eye talisman they are best at, and finally take out the pupil talisman and let the reviewers evaluate it. The first place in the score will be
Won the championship in this Talisman Master Conference."
"The following rules are mainly promulgated. First, the eye talisman produced must have these marks." The host took out the marks on the paper. "This is to prevent low-level monks from directly borrowing the eye talismans of high-level monks.
Bring it to recharge."
"Second, there are three days left for you in this selection. Just make your best and most powerful pupil talisman within three days." The host said.
"The last point is that you are making eye talismans in your previous dormitory. During this period, there will always be people from the Tong Dao Sect monitoring you. The purpose is to prevent anyone from causing interference to the contestants." The host said. "I announce.
, Now the competition begins. At this time in three days, please bring the eye charms you made and come to this place." The host said. "The unified judging will begin at that time."
"Is there anything you don't understand?" the host asked.
"No." Everyone said no.
"I have." Yang Hui said,
"Oh? This is a Yuncheng player, right? Do you have any questions?" The host knew Yang Hui because Yang Hui had made many enchantment arrays before.
"I would like to ask what the criteria are for judging winners," Yang Hui said.
"This is very simple. As long as the reviewers feel that the pupil charm you made is the most powerful in terms of practicality and power, then it will be the winner." The host said.
Yang Hui nodded and said no more.
"Besides, is there anything anyone doesn't understand?" the host asked.
"No." Everyone shook their heads.
"Okay, now please go back to your residence. Tongdao Sect will provide you with materials and other materials at once," the host said.
Yang Hui jumped directly under the ring, found Xiao Qian, and then went back with him. Yang Xin didn't know why, but he didn't show up at the arena today. This surprised Yang Hui. He met Yang Xin this morning.
After that, I never saw her again.
"Yuncheng, are you sure of winning?" Xiao Qian said with some worry. According to the general strength of practitioners, Yang Hui's fourth-level four-star only has the fourth-level soul power. And the fourth-level soul power
The power can only be used to make ordinary-level eye talismans.
Yang Hui is also the first person to enter the finals with only a fourth-level level since Tongdao Sect started the Tongfu Master Conference.
Xiao Qian couldn't even figure out how he entered the finals. The only explanation was that this guy's soul power was far beyond level four.
However, let alone level 4 soul power, even level 8 soul power may not be able to make a heaven-level eye talisman. And the winner of every eye talisman master conference is the maker of a heaven-level eye talisman.
.
Yuncheng only has four levels of four stars, so it is absolutely impossible to make a heaven-level pupil talisman.
"Yes." Yang Hui knew what Xiao Qian wanted to say, but he didn't reveal it. He just smiled, looked at Xiao Qian and said.
"What?" Xiao Qian felt that Yang Hui was smiling inexplicably, and this kind of self-confidence was also inexplicable. Logically speaking, let alone a fourth-level monk, even an eighth-level monk could not say that he was sure of victory.
Since the Tongfu Master Conference has been held for so many years, almost all ninth-level monks have won.
"The mountain man has his own clever plan. You don't have to worry about it." Yang Hui smiled and stopped talking.
Xiao Qian also knew that Yang Hui must be certain of victory, otherwise it would be impossible for him to say such words out of nowhere. Xiao Qian did not continue talking, but accompanied Yang Hui back.
"Why, you don't believe me?" Yang Hui knew what Xiao Qian meant. He had this suspicion now, but he didn't say it clearly.
"It's either that I don't believe it, or I just don't understand where your confidence in winning comes from," Xiao Qian said.
"I can't tell you this yet, but just trust me. You will definitely know it by then." Yang Hui smiled.
"Well, I knew you would say that, so if you hadn't said it just now, I wouldn't have asked at all." Xiao Qian said.
There are mountains on both sides here. The one on the left is steep and steep, full of craggy boulders and broken cliffs, which is quite thrilling. On the right, there are rolling hills and mountains, endless jungles, and dense old pines. Sophora japonica is a towering thousand-year-old tree that looks deep and dark.
At this time, Beimang Mountain is gently shrouded in mist, like a shy girl wearing a white gauze. The green pines and cypresses all over the mountain are like a blouse on the girl, gently covering her body. . She seemed to have just woken up, rubbing her beautiful sleepy eyes, washing and bathing in the morning breeze.
Yang Hui just returned to his residence.
"That's it, you stay here well and I won't disturb you anymore." Xiao Qian said something and left.
"Excuse me?" Yang Hui smiled and said nothing. He had no intention of making the eye talisman now. Instead, he wanted to wait until then.
One day passed, but Yang Hui still didn't take action.
Beimang Mountain is not high, but it is smart, handsome, and gentle like mother; it is tall, steep, and strong like father. Ah, Beimang Mountain, you are the spirit of your parents, you are the pride of the earth, and the gods have bestowed upon you A beautiful legend, Tong Taoist Sect has given you lush greenery. The mountains look dignified because of the Tongfu Masters Conference, the Tongfu Masters Conference looks solemn because of the mountains, the Tongfu Masters Conference and the majesty of the mountains make it look powerful and powerful. .
The next day passed and it was still the same.
"Aren't you going to make a pupil charm yet?" Yang Xin looked at Yang Hui and said.
"No hurry, I don't plan to make a high-level eye talisman, so it can be done in half an hour at most, but I estimate it will take less than half an hour." Yang Hui smiled. The girl was still the same as before. He is so simple, who says he must make that kind of high-level eye talisman.
"Then what eye talisman are you going to make?" Yang Xin didn't understand what Yang Hui meant.
"Top-grade mortals," Yang Xin's eyes looked wrong when Yang Hui spoke. "Not necessarily." At this time, Yang Xin's face looked a little better."
"Maybe it's a mid-level mortal." Yang Hui said.
"What...are you crazy," Yang Xin looked at Yang Hui in surprise. "Are you planning to win with the mortal eye talisman? Is this your confidence?"
"Yes, you just need to know that I can definitely win." Yang Hui said.
"I don't know where you get your confidence." Yang Xin looked at Yang Hui puzzled.
"As long as you have this kind of confidence, you don't need Miss Yangxin to worry about anything specific." Yang Hui said. "We can talk about the scenery."
"Hey, forget it, I can't control you, just make your own decision." Yang Xin said.
"Thank you Miss Yangxin for your understanding." Yang Hui said this deliberately.
"Alas..." Yang Xin sighed.
"Why, do you think I will definitely be eliminated?" Yang Hui said.
"Maybe." Yang Xin didn't know what to say to Yang Hui.
"Let's make a bet, what if I can win?" Yang Hui said.
"This...isn't it certain that you will lose?" Yang Xin looked at Yang Hui and said.
"If I am bound to lose, do you think I would still make this bet, Miss Yang Xin?" Yang Hui said with a smile.
"It's a pity that you are not him. If you were him, I absolutely believe that you can do this." Yangxin was talking about Yang Hui, but Yangxin didn't know that the person in front of her was Yang Hui.
"There is nothing to regret, Miss Yangxin. Some things, as long as you believe, will definitely become a reality." Yang Hui said. Yang Hui also knew that Yangxin was talking about him.
"No." Yang Xin shook his head. "Some things are not realistic even if they change." Yang Xin knew that Yang Hui didn't know where he existed, so how could he expect him to appear in front of her now?
"If you don't believe it, there will be no chance of it becoming a reality." Yang Hui said.
"If you can win, I believe it." Yang Xin said.
"Is it a deal?" Yang Hui looked at Yang Hui.
"It's a deal!" Yang Xin said firmly.
"Okay, Miss Yangxin, please come back. Tomorrow, I'll let you witness the miracle." Yang Hui said.
"Yeah." Yang Xin actually didn't believe what Yang Hui said.
Yang Xin came to the pond in the yard alone. In fact, the pond was very big.
The water in the pool is as still as a vat of thick green wine. The wind in the pool blows sweetly and feebly. The willows in the pool are so smoked by the water that they are also drunk by the wind. From time to time, a few long strands are blown lazily.
The strips came and hung down sleepily. The cicadas in the willow leaves made a few short moans from their deep sleep, sticky and confused, like intoxicating murmurs.
The soft sunshine in the pool under the sun dyes the water in various colors. The breeze blows, and ripples appear in circles in the Tianchi, dragging up countless light strips, just like strips of beautiful flowers floating on the water. After the wind passes, the calm but impressive
The colorful clouds, green trees and mountains, and the beautiful silhouettes of flowers and flowers make it even more interesting.
This is the place I dreamed about, maybe it really is...
It was just as Xiao Qian said, Yang Hui was by his side.
Brother Yang Hui, where are you? Where are you? Xin'er misses you!
Yang Hui was at the window, looking at a pool of water and Yang Xin.
The five parallel lotuses, which are famous throughout the Tiantong Continent, are in full bloom in the pond. The surface of the pond reflects the blue sky, just like the five mirrors used by fairies to dress up. They are also like five crystal fire pearls inlaid in the dark green.
In the mountains, there are dots of fish sails floating on the water of the lotus pond. The gentle breeze brings melodious fishing songs from the pond. The oars cut through the blue fairy mirror and create charming light waves.
Of course, all this is Yang Hui's imagination. How could there be fishing boats here?
Yang Hui looked at Yang Xin, just like Yang Xin looked at him before. Every time he saw Yang Xin, he always felt that the most beautiful thing in the world was to be with Yang Xin, but now, he could not tell Yang Xin
Xin's true identity, something will happen.
Now he doesn't want anyone to discover the fact that he is Yang Hui, otherwise, a ninth-level powerhouse like Yun Yun can threaten the most important people around him at any time.
Although the Wan Teng Sect has many ninth-level masters, it is impossible for them to have the spare time to protect themselves and those around them.
Even if everyone is impressed by his ability to make eye talismans, so what.
If the Wan Teng Sect can protect Yang Xin, is it possible for the Wan Teng Sect to help him protect Jing Lan Qing?
If he tells Yang Xin his identity now, Jing Lanqing will know it soon. There is no airtight wall in the world, let alone in the current territory of Tong Dao Sect.
Jing Lanqing, it’s still her own worries.
Yang Hui looked at the pond and Yang Xin, not knowing what to say or what to do.
I seem to be entangled by these women with whom I have a life-and-death relationship.
Yang Xin, Jing Lanqing, and Mo Nianshan, now, he owes them all, and even Yang Hui doesn't know how to face them.
Mo Nianshan died because of him, and Yang Xin had been with him since childhood. It can even be said that if it weren't for Yang Xin, he would have died countless times.
Jing Lanqing, from the first time he met her, he regarded her as his brother who met his best friend after drinking a thousand cups. However, later...it seems that things have changed now. Jing Lanqing has an inexplicable feeling towards him, and Yang
Hui didn't know what it was, maybe it was the legendary favor.
"That's it." Yang Hui sighed. He didn't know what kind of decision he had made in his heart.
Yang Xin has been looking at the pond.
The water in the pool is blue, so quiet! It’s so quiet that you can’t tell it’s flowing. When the breeze blows, layers of water waves spread evenly on the surface of the pool like wrinkled skirts; the blue water
Reflecting the snow-white clouds, the bulging waves kiss the beautiful shadows of the flowing clouds, which are extremely bright and high. The clouds, the water, the sky, the waves, combined with the soft breeze, make people feel relaxed and happy!
The pool is quiet, like a bright mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, red flowers, and green trees;
The pool is alive, with layers of scaly waves rising up in the wind, chasing and playing with the jumping sunshine and the bright heart;
The pool is soft, the breeze blows, and the ripples are like a piece of silk fluttering in the wind;
The pool is hard, like a piece of flawless jade, shining with beautiful luster.
"Yuncheng?" Yang Xin turned around and saw Yuncheng staring at her.
Could it be that he is really his brother Yang Hui? Otherwise, why would he stare at him?
Yang Hui found out that he had been discovered by Yang Xin, but he did not hide. To hide at this time would be to cover up the truth.
Yang Hui smiled and said hello to Yang Xin, and then continued to look at the pond, so that Yang Xin would think that he was not looking at her, but at the pond.
Yangxin turned around helplessly and looked at the pond.
Maybe, it's just a coincidence.
I don’t know how Tong Daozong chose the place. It seems that the ponds here are not artificial, but natural. It’s just that Tong Daozong built a courtyard here. The pond is really indescribably charming. Beside the lake,
The charming and colorful weeping willows dance with their long green hair, gently falling from people's faces.
The shoulders brushed. They danced heartily, as if showing off the care of spring for them. The grass also shook its slender arms at this time, as if to send no greetings to spring. The wild flowers bloomed beautifully, in clusters and clusters.
, a gust of wind blows, and the flowers appear and disappear among the green leaves, like the eyes of a naughty little girl.
Yang Hui looked at the water here and seemed to see an endless lake.
The water in this pool, at first glance, is like a pool of attractive old wine, quiet and light; upon closer inspection, it is like a precious mirror in the emerald curtain, bright and blue. The level of the lake is like a mirror.
!The paddle is so exciting
It rippled, swayed not far away, and disappeared quietly, and the lake leveled out. At this time, the lakeshore was clear and clear, with the stone square gate bridge, round hole bridge, one-eye bridge, porous bridge, and the towering elevated bridge.
The bow-shaped bridge, the long slender pond bridge floating on the water, is large and small, high and low, exquisite and clear; with a few poplar trees and several fishing boats in between, it is already beautiful, and there are also the overlapping Beimang Mountains.
The nearby mountains are like hairpins, and the distant mountains are like smoke. All of this seems to have been cut out by an artist, changing its shape step by step, without any redundant touches. Each of these objects and scenes are reflected in the mirror water of Jianhu Lake. It is really
Extremely bright and clean.
It seems that I am not in Beimang Mountain, but in a big lake.
When Yang Hui looked carefully, it turned out to be a pond. How could this happen?
Yang Hui was puzzled, but after a while he understood that this was a visual illusion. Tong Daozong was really generous in designing some visual illusions in a place like this.
Visual illusions do not exist in reality. Practitioners are in reality, but what they see are things in illusions. It is like a mirage, and it is a powerful tool used to deceive people.
But when Yang Hui thought about it, Beimang Mountain was, after all, a huge spiritual formation space, and it would not be surprising to see what kind of environment it could create.
Soon, the sun sets.
As the color deepens, the setting sun changes from a dazzling golden disc to a bright red brazier. The red is so dazzling, so lovely, and exudes uniform brilliance. Under the reflection of the setting sun, the clouds in various shapes on the horizon turn from pink to
Lemon yellow, the farther away, the lighter it becomes...
The sun sets in the west and is close to the horizon, and colorful clouds pile up on the horizon. The light blue sky is like a piece of clean velvet, edged with yellow gold.
Some of the clouds on the sky are like steep mountain peaks, some are like high-backed camels, some are like galloping horses, and some are like girls in gorgeous clothes. They are moving gently and slowly,
Changing. Too
The sun had already set on the horizon, and the blush had faded to dark red. The sky above had gradually changed from blue to a duck-egg-like lake green, and a quiet curtain was quietly approaching her from all sides.