Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

Not only Xie Yunhe was excited, but Hua Qinglian outside the light curtain was also excited.

She felt disheartened when she lost to the man in white number 52.

Damn it, not only did I lose the game, I also lost my junior’s moral integrity!

He was anxious but helpless, so he could only pray that his two teammates could fight against the swordsman No. 52 and get the photo stone back.

Therefore, she has been paying attention to the light curtain of No. 52.

Naturally, I won’t miss this new round of battle.

Hua Qinglian, who was familiar with Sang Qing, immediately recognized the sword moves used by Xie Yunhe.

It’s the sword of the twenty-four solar terms!

Then use the simple process of elimination to find out who this black-clothed swordsman is.

Sang Qing knew the number and was fighting someone in another light screen.

Then this must be Junior Brother Xie Yunhe.

Hua Qinglian was very surprised that it was Junior Brother Xie who was facing No. 52.

Then he became nervous, because that swordsman in white was not easy to deal with.

When she first watched it, she also thought that Junior Brother Xie would not be able to beat the other party.

The more I watch, the more numb I feel.

Aura vision?

Comprehend the sword intent during battle?

What are those plants?

Two kinds of sword intent?

Sang Qing never said that their lineage of swordsmen was so strong?

Hua Qinglian fell into deep thought.

There are two possibilities now. One is that the immortality she has cultivated for so many years may have ended up in the dog's stomach. The other is that Sang Qing is guarding against her and is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

Otherwise, how else can we explain that Junior Sister Xie was able to fight back and forth with the white-clothed swordsman No. 52, yet she lost?

After a moment of thinking and judgment, Hua Qinglian had to admit a fact.

Wow, wow, all the immortal cultivation I have accumulated over the years may have ended up in the dog’s stomach.

She is useless.

Hua Qinglian bit her handkerchief, tears in her eyes, and continued to watch the two fight.

The platform broke and the two fell off.

There were exclamations all around.

Hua Qinglian also pinched her handkerchief nervously.

Only when he saw the two of them fall back onto the platform did he breathe a sigh of relief and unfold the crumpled handkerchief in his hand.

This was a fierce and exciting battle.

See the battle has come to a temporary end.

The other cultivators around were discussing the moves used by Xie Yunhe and the other two enthusiastically.

Hua Qinglian continued to look at the light curtain.

So what's going on with these two people?

Is it a draw?

Then he saw the man in white saying something and throwing a photo stone to Xie Yunhe.

The light curtain can transmit sound, but because the viewing angle of the light curtain is relatively far away from the two people, generally speaking, the sound of speaking during the battle cannot be transmitted, or the sound that is transmitted is very small.

So Hua Qinglian didn't know that Junior Brother Xie had once asked the other party for the photo stone.

But when the photo stone appeared, Hua Qinglian recognized it at once!

That was the photo stone where she recorded Junior Brother Xie in women’s clothing!

The Photo Stone is back!

Very good!

Thank you, Junior Brother, for your integrity returning!

Hua Qinglian's eyes were filled with tears and she wiped them with a handkerchief.

The heavy stone in her heart was put down, and she was finally able to pay attention to other people's light screens.

Fierce battles were also taking place on other light screens on the mountain wall.

Excluding the light curtain in the corner - because there is only a giant human-faced flower swaying enchantingly on it, there is nothing to see.

Then eliminate the light curtain of the two sword cultivators who have already decided the victory or defeat.

There are eight light screens left.

The remaining light screens also have their own highlights, which can be seen from the speeches of the monks.

"Number 16! Number 16 used the piano in his hand to knock someone away again!"

"Isn't that guy a music cultivator? Why would he hit someone with his zither?"

"Number Ninety-Nine has won again... Can anyone understand what he did?"

"All I could see was a lot of starlight. It was too dazzling. Just now, after the light disappeared, his opponent fell down."

"Has this black-robed monk holding a fan fallen under the spell of the Hehuan Sect?"

"It seems so. The Hehuan Sect is the best at deceiving people. Is he going to be doomed?"

"This performance... doesn't seem to be the kind of illusion that would make people reluctant to use it. The Hehuan Sect is also very good at using terrifying illusions. Look at that cultivator, he's already a little shaken! He must have seen a scene that frightened him."

"Are the Hehuan Sect and the Miaoyin Sect really not from the same family? Why are their disgusting methods so similar?"

"I heard they were from the same family many years ago? Not sure... Look! He rushed towards that Hehuan Sect disciple, and he seemed to be shouting something."

"Let me hear... Junior brother... Brother... Kitchen... Chicken soup?"

"He swatted his opponent away! He wasn't this powerful before. It seems this illusion backfired and actually boosted his fighting power!"

"Look at this light curtain. How come someone jumped off the platform just after it was hit?"

"It seems like I know him. I heard him calling me Young Master or something like that."

"There are so many sword cultivators on this light curtain. There's not just one hundred of them. There's also this man in black who's also a sword cultivator with a fire spirit root. And there's this light curtain over here, and the sword moves he's using actually look a little familiar..."

"There's also someone here who uses fire, but why is that person's fire golden? It looks like strange fire."

"Tell me, should I send my child to be repaired as a sword or as a body?"

"Brother, your child is only two years old..."

"Battle Image Stones for sale! Five hundred spirit stones each! These are stones that show the battles of unparalleled geniuses! First come, first served!"

Some discordant voices emerged among the melon-eating monks.

After seeing such a different duel than usual, some sharp-eyed people had already smelled business opportunities and prepared the photo stones early on.

Just then, the screen showed scenes of various geniuses fighting each other.

The most exciting battle was the one involving Xie Yunhe.

The thrilling battle between the two sword cultivators made everyone in front of the light curtain extremely excited.

When they want to reminisce, many people find that they did not take pictures with photo stones or the like.

Those who were well prepared took this opportunity to start selling their photo stones.

After such a battle, it would be nice to buy a stone to take pictures of it and bring it back to show your apprentices or children and grandchildren!

The world of cultivating immortals is still in a prosperous period.

Apart from the normal conflicts in the world of immortal cultivation, the overall situation is very peaceful.

Many people don't even know what monsters are.

There are countless second-generation immortals who are unwilling to take risks.

However, if one does not make progress in cultivating immortals, one will regress. If one could reach the stage of transcending tribulation by practicing at home, the world of immortal cultivation would have been filled with immortals long ago.

Faced with these second-generation immortals who are unwilling to go out and take risks, or parents who are unwilling to let their children go out and take risks.

A photo stone that records the battle process is a great thing!

This kind of battle scene captured by chance is a rare opportunity.

It's like an instructional video.

Maybe you can buy it and show it to your children, let them think about it more, and see if they can understand or gain something from it?

Even if not, it wouldn't hurt to see more scenes of geniuses fighting.

With this thought in mind, many people began to rush to buy the photo stones...

Some people were still watching the scene on the screen.

The two sword cultivators, one in black and one in white, were still on the platform. One was standing and the other was sitting, seemingly chatting about something.

People outside the secret realm could not hear what the two people on the platform were saying, they could only see the platform they were on rising towards the sky.

Until, a platform higher than everyone else's.

What does it mean?

……

Xie Yunhe has been in a good mood since he got the photo stone.

After taking out the healing pill and taking it, he began to meditate honestly to absorb spiritual energy and digest the effects of the pill.

The same goes for the man in white on the opposite side.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the two of them fight fiercely and without stopping for a moment.

In fact, both of them had quite a lot of injuries.

They just didn't show the pain.

Moreover, there is not much time to stop and take pills during battle.

This is different from fighting with teammates.

In a one-on-one battle, if your weakness is discovered by the other party, you may lose or even die.

The sect disciple uniform that Xie Yunhe was wearing was torn into several holes by the white-clothed man's thunder sword.

As for the man in white, because of the illusion, Xie Yunhe could not see the extent of his injuries.

But the injuries he suffered should be lighter than mine.

Xie Yunhe still remembered that he stabbed the opponent with a sword.

But it was like being stabbed into a piece of metal.

The rebounding force almost made him lose his grip on the Linghe Sword.

The reason for this feeling may be that the opponent's robes are of a very high level, or the opponent's body defense is very high.

The feeling is somewhat similar to that of the physical training monk before.

When the monk caught the sword with his hand, Xie Yunhe felt as if he was hitting metal.

Xie Yunhe sighed. The other party's attainments in swordsmanship were higher than his, his cultivation was higher than his, and even his physical fitness was better than his.

The result of this forced draw was just his own good fortune. Firstly, he did not show his killing sword intent at the beginning, and the opponent was caught off guard.

If we fight again next time, it’s not certain, because the other party will be prepared.

Secondly, there was an accident where the platform broke.

While Xie Yunhe was thinking, he let the medicinal power of the healing pill flow through his meridians.

He also said that this bottle of third-grade rejuvenation pill was given to him by Senior Brother Chu.

The medicine was indeed effective and it quickly stopped bleeding from most of the external injuries and also healed the meridians.

Only when he was injured would Xie Yunhe miss the days in the medical clinic.

I miss the warm jade bed that can speed up the healing of wounds when you lie on it.

I miss that warm feeling all over my body.

Just as Xie Yunhe's thoughts drifted further and further away, the movement beside him attracted his attention.

The man in white who was also meditating stood up and stretched.

"I've recovered. Do you still want to fight?"

The man in white challenged Xie Yunhe to a fight.

W-what?

Recovered so quickly?

Only a quarter of an hour had passed since their last battle.

The man in white had actually healed his injuries and restored his spiritual energy.

What kind of freak is this?

Isn't his physical strength too terrifying?

"Do not hit."

Xie Yunhe declined the invitation.

There is absolutely no need to fight anymore now, as the photo stone I want most is already in my hands.

Now, Jing Ling did not say how to deal with the two people who broke the platform.

We don’t even know if this battle can continue, so why fight or not?

"Okay, but don't forget what you just promised me."

The man in white didn't look depressed even after being rejected.

Not everyone is as keen on fighting and becoming stronger as he is.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yunhe was stunned for a moment.

"What did I just promise you?"

He didn't talk much after the fight with the man in white. The most he said was "thank you" when the other party threw the photo stone at him, and that was it.

So what did he promise the other party?

"Didn't you accept the photo stone? That means you accepted my invitation to fight. You were the one who proposed this condition... You don't intend to go back on your word, do you?"

The man in white said this as a matter of course, and finally looked at Xie Yunhe with some suspicion.

Even through the bamboo hat, Xie Yunhe seemed to be able to see the meaning in the other person's eyes - you don't want to go back on your word, do you?

Xie Yunhe recalled carefully and it seemed that this was the case.

Now that I have spoken, I cannot go back on my word.

"Okay, I'll remember that."

Just then, Xie Yunhe remembered something.

"Then how can I contact you?"

The man in white was about to speak.

"pat-"

The sound of the chess piece falling onto the board rang out again.

The entire space seemed to be echoing with the distant sound of chess pieces falling.

Everyone is familiar with this voice. When this voice sounds, it means that all battles are over.

"The fifth round of the chess competition is over!"

The cheerful voice of the spirit rang out again.

"I'm very pleased with your performance, especially the fact that someone has managed to shatter the chessboard! Let me see the rules..."

Jing Ling seemed to be really looking at something, and the sound of turning pages was heard in the sky.

"Well... having a chess piece strong enough to shatter the chessboard also qualifies. You two have passed."

Probably having found the answer, Jing Ling announced it briskly.

The two people referred to in this sentence should be Xie Yunhe and the white-clothed swordsman.

The platform they were on had reached a very high place, with clouds all around them.

Xie Yunhe could even feel that the voice was not far away from them, but even so, he did not see the true appearance of Jing Ling.

Theirs was not the only platform nearby, other platforms also floated up one after another.

All ten platforms floated up.

The victors of the battle stand on them.

The lucky person who was given a bye was also spit out by the Ghost Face Flower.

The monk in white rolled to the ground with some mucus on his body.

After coming out of the ghost-faced flower's mouth, the white-robed monk kept making a "wooooooo" sound.

The ghost-faced flower opened its mouth wide, saliva dripping out, and stared at the other party with a fierce look.

At the command of the Great Spirit, it opened its mouth again and intended to eat the person.

"Xiaohua, you can't eat it. Eating strange things will make you indigestible."

Perhaps sensing the Ghost Face Flower's impending move, Jing Ling took the time to warn the other party.

The Ghost Face Flower retracted its wet tongue with a look of regret.

The monk in white robes let out a lingering "whimper" sound.

Not all the platforms here are occupied.

There was a platform with no one on it.

How is this going?