Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

"..."

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Yan Yun sat up in a panic, but his heart beat very fast because he got up too quickly.

The people who were watching her were all disciples who came to throw away the garbage. When the first person found Yan Yun, he told the second person, and the second person told the third person...

"Sister, why are you sleeping here?"

A little kid was holding onto the corner of his fellow disciple's clothes, his eyes full of innocence and ignorance, like a curious baby.

"I was sleepwalking."

Yan Yun brushed off the grass debris on his clothes and calmly got up from the ground.

It seems that it would be better to find a more private place to sleep next time.

The cool breeze gently blew her hair, and she slowly walked back to Linshuiju in the morning light.

Although it was early, most of the sect's disciples had already gotten up and were going to the discussion hall in groups.

When she returned to Room 14, the white cloth in the middle of the room had been hung up again, and Ning Wanwan was nowhere to be seen.

I think he should go to the discussion hall.

While no one was around, Yan Yun took out the sword he had obtained from completing the mission yesterday from his storage bag.

When she saw the sword, she was immediately amazed by it.

This is a dark blue sword with a long blade. It flashes a cold light in the dim room. A black dragon is carved on the hilt, and a golden gem is embedded in its eye, which looks lifelike and sparkling.

She gently stroked the sword, and when her fingertips passed over the end of the hilt, she noticed that there seemed to be words on it.

breaking Dawn.

That's its name.

Yan Yun bit his index finger and dripped a drop of blood into the sword.

The moment the blood dripped onto the blue-black sword, it emitted a pure white light that disappeared in an instant.

This completed the contract, and after completing all this, she put away the Sword of Dawn.

If someone knew the special nature of this sword, she would not be able to protect it with her current level of cultivation.

She was going to attend a class at the Academy later. She glanced at spring and wondered if she would take it with her.

Although it is very well behaved and hardly barks, she is still a little worried.

But if I put it here, I seem to be more worried!

"Wang!"

As if sensing her worry, Spring poked out its little head and grinned at her happily, indicating that it would be obedient.

It is a demon beast. To a certain extent, it has intelligence, but it is not very smart.

So Yan Yun picked up the dull sword lying in the corner, and the man and the beast went to the school.

It is a long way from here to the Lunxuetang. The birdsong in the early morning is crisp and melodious, the breeze blows gently, the grass in the woods sways, and the air is filled with the unique fragrance of nature.

"Junior sister!"

Jiang Qinghe saw Yan Yun from a distance, and he ran towards her with a smile.

He came here specially to wait for her. Mr. Wu had a class today, and he knew Yan Yun would definitely come.

Wu Yue was the original master of Jianfeng. Her attainments in swordsmanship were no less than Yu Feng's, and she even created a school of her own.

It’s a pity that Wu Yue was accidentally injured in his early years and could no longer lift the sword, and even his cultivation level has been stagnant.

"Junior sister, you can sign up for the martial arts competition in a few days. Let's go and sign up together then!"

Jiang Qinghe always had a lot to say, so most of the time he was the one talking and Yan Yun was listening.

"Don't go secretly by yourself, wait for me."

After saying this, he still warned her with concern.

Yan Yun touched his head and expressed his confusion. Why did she need to do this secretly?

Because Jiang Qinghe was there, no one dared to cause trouble for Yan Yun in front of him along the way, which made her less worried.

She is ready to kill everyone today.

When they arrived at the Academy, they found that all the disciples were heading to the sword field behind the Academy.

"Why are you all going there?"

Jiang Qinghe grabbed a passing disciple, with a puzzled look in his eyes, "Aren't you going up? What are you going there for?"

Yan Yun was also curious. Could it be that one of the senior uncles or uncles came to give the lecture?

"Brother Jiang, Immortal Yu Feng is here to give us a lecture! Quickly let me go, I want to grab a good seat."

The disciple he was holding spoke very quickly, and as soon as he broke free from Jiang Qinghe's hand, he trotted towards the sword field.

Immortal Yu Feng seldom teaches in person, so even hearing a few words from him is a great benefit!

Yan Yun's eyes flickered slightly, feeling a little surprised.

A sense of irony rose in my heart.

When I was his disciple, I didn't have the chance to listen to his lectures, but after we broke off our relationship, I had the chance again.

"Why didn't I know that Master was coming to give a lecture?"

Jiang Qinghe was also puzzled, but when he thought about what happened before, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Brother, let's go."

But Yan Yun's face was not as troubled as he imagined. Noticing his worried look, she smiled gently, "Don't worry about me, I'm not that fragile."

But he was still worried. He was afraid that his master would make things difficult for Yan Yun, and the senior sister would definitely come. Thinking of this, he sighed.

The senior sister is so scary that he doesn’t even dare to see her.

He looked up and was about to say something, but saw Yan Yun had walked away, so he quickly followed him.

In the sword field, except for the highest fighting platform, the area below was almost full of people. They all looked at Yu Feng on the stage, their eyes full of admiration and yearning.

"Master, aren't you going to start yet?"

Song Qingyue stood beside him, her slender white face just dotted with a touch of rouge, like a lotus in clear water.

She looked at Yu Feng, who was wearing a snow-white gown with his sleeves fluttering in the wind, like a banished immortal from the sky.

I saw his eyes fall on the crowd, as if he was waiting for someone.

Song Qingyue couldn't help but tilt her head, and said charmingly, "Master, are you waiting for someone?"

At this time, Yan Yun struggled to squeeze in.

Yu Feng touched that figure and calmly withdrew his gaze, "Let's start."

Yan Yun regretted it the moment she came in. She was squeezed so hard by those groups of tall guys that she felt like vomiting blood.

She might as well get out there and swing her sword!

"It's so crowded... I'm dying..."

Jiang Qinghe wasn't much better off, and was stepped on several times.

"Isn't this Yan Yun? You still have the nerve to come to listen to Immortal Yu Feng's class. If you ask me, Immortal Yu Feng is kind-hearted and didn't kick you out."

Yan Yun didn't know this person. When he looked down and saw that it was her, he began to mock her.

"you……"

Teeth have vegetables.

She had just opened her mouth to say a word when she was stopped by silence.

"quiet--"

Yu Feng's voice was deep and powerful, transmitted to everyone's ears through spiritual power. Although his tone was calm, it contained a hint of majesty.

Even though he did not use any coercion, it made people dare not breathe and just want to submit to him.

When Yu Feng was a teenager, he went into the Dragon's Abyss alone to strangle the evil black dragon.

He became famous from this battle, and he entered the demon world and killed the demon king, bringing the demon world under the management of the human race. During the melee between humans and demons, he led the human race to victory in one fell swoop, sealed the seven demon lords, and sacrificed blood to the sky to destroy the soul of the demon lord.

From then on, there was peace on earth.

So, as they said, it is a blessing in this life to be able to receive his teachings.

"To make it easier for you to watch, I need to select one person from among you to demonstrate on stage."

It's another exciting roll call moment.

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place suddenly became lively. This was Immortal Lord Yu Feng.

Yan Yun was not interested, and it was impossible to call her anyway.

She did not deny that Yu Feng was very strong and powerful, but so what.

He claimed to be the light of righteousness, benefiting all living beings, but she was also one of them. He saved so many people, but he coldly let her fall into the quagmire.

"Qingyue, you choose."

Song Qingyue knew he would say that, so she was naturally prepared, because she had seen Yan Yun!

She smiled brightly, with a sly light in her eyes, "Okay, Master."

Song Qingyue's eyes moved down inch by inch, sweeping across the entire place, and finally stopped at Yan Yun, saying word by word, "Yan Yun."