Junior sister took first place again

On the other side, as soon as Wen Xingzhou stepped into the valley, patterns of a formation appeared on the ground, and the surroundings turned into a flowing ink painting.

A moment later, a huge chessboard appeared in the air, with black and white pieces interlaced on it. The two sides were fighting fiercely, and the winner was still undecided.

After the chessboard was formed, the black piece placed another piece, and then a timer began to appear above the chessboard.

It seems that if I win this game, I can break the formation, he thought.

But of course it's not that simple. The white piece is moving very fast in the air, and Wen Xingzhou needs to catch the white piece and put it to the position he wants within almost ten seconds.

Wen Xingzhou's body flashed, and his movements were as fast as a ghost. In an instant, he grabbed a white piece, gathered his energy without thinking and threw it onto the chessboard.

The black piece followed closely, and before the first round was over, both sides had already placed several pieces on the board.

The opponent seemed to find that this timing was meaningless, so he simply turned it off, and then the black spot in the air attacked him.

And if the black and white pieces collide with each other, the white piece will disappear.

Wen Xingzhou needs to protect as many white pieces as possible while dodging attacks.

The fight between the two sides became more and more intense, but Wen Xingzhou's movements were still as smooth as flowing water. After a long while, Heizi still couldn't touch the corner of his clothes, and his clothes were still as white as snow.

After a while, the chessboard was almost full, and Wen Xingzhou only had the last white piece left in his hand.

He finally drew his sword and split the black pieces around him, then moved the white piece to a position that the opponent did not expect, and luckily won half a piece - the formation was broken.

The sky was bright again.

"Junior Brother Qingfeng, thank you for letting me do this!"

Wen Xingzhou smiled slightly and spoke to the handsome young man in blue brocade clothes in front of him on the right.

"Next time, I won't lose so quickly."

The young man frowned and said unhappily.

Wen Xingzhou nodded lightly, and just as he was about to step forward, he smelled a strange fragrance from the tip of his nose.

Even though he had immediately blocked his sense of smell, he still inhaled a little.

At this moment, the melody of the guqin came to his ears again. Wen Xingzhou smiled bitterly: "Senior Sister Li Huan, Junior Brother Fei Yun, this is a bit bullying."

A lazy and gorgeous voice came from the air: "Senior Brother Wen, the two of us are the worst at fighting. How dare we challenge you if we don't join forces? Senior Brother, be careful!"

The two peak masters of Shen Yao Peak and Piao Miao Peak joined forces. Wen Xingzhou did not dare to be careless. He leaped into the air and instantly rose several feet high to avoid the attack from the vines on the ground.

His feet kept moving, and the sword in his hand was sharp, avoiding the swift and invisible sound waves coming from all directions.

Before he could catch his breath, the vines with bared fangs and claws came up again, and the three of them had exchanged hundreds of moves in a moment.

Suddenly, the music of the piano became soothing, and Wen Xingzhou's movements and the sword in his hand also visibly slowed down.

——It was the medicine I just inhaled combined with the piano music that took effect.

The amount Wen Xingzhou inhaled was not much, so the two had to fight with him to speed up the blood flow and use the piano music to quickly stimulate the medicinal properties.

Now he dodged the attacks of the two people with great difficulty, but the sound of the piano still cut off a few strands of his hair.

But he also heard the sound and determined the location. In a flash, he appeared in front of Senior Sister Li Huan, whose magic power was weaker, and knocked her out of the game in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Feiyun picked up the guqin and retreated several feet, pinching his fingers together - huge waves of water rose up around Wen Xingzhou, and murderous aura was hidden in every drop of water.

Wen Xingzhou has already discovered that the longer the delay, the more potent the medicinal properties of the medicine will be. As long as it is stimulated, the subsequent lack of piano music will not have much impact.

Thinking of this, he stopped dodging and gathered strength in his hands—a red light shone brightly in the center of the water waves—

There was a "swish" sound of breaking through the air, and Wen Xingzhou broke through the waves with his sword. The sharp sword was wrapped in a layer of red fluorescence, and the tip of the sword, flashing with cold light, was against Feiyun's neck.

"..........Brother, you are very skilled. Congratulations, Brother, on your great success in this retreat."

Feiyun exclaimed with a smile.

He had a slender figure, with only part of his hair tied up with a white jade hairpin. He wore a moon-colored cloud-patterned inner shirt, and a crimson gauze shirt with a gold-woven plum blossom pattern on the outside. His robe was wide and had big sleeves, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind.

With those passionate peach blossom eyes and the androgynous beautiful face, when I first saw her I thought she was such a charming and beautiful woman.

He was obviously the one wearing the most clothes among those present. A quick glance at his cuffs showed that he was wearing four or five layers of clothes. But as soon as he opened his mouth, it was clear that he was the least serious one.

If Ning Jiasheng were here, seeing his elegant outfit made of thin fabrics like gauze and silk,

There were five or six rings of different sizes on her fingers, and the most eye-catching one in her arms was a glittering guqin.

I will definitely complain in my heart: What a showy peacock! Sooner or later I will be richer and more fancy than him.

Wen Xingzhou made a sword flower, put away the sword and smiled gently.

"Junior brother, thank you for your compliment. Thank you."

He turned and said to the beautiful woman in a turquoise dress standing next to Qingfeng, "Senior Sister Li Huan, I apologize for offending you just now."

The Master of Divine Medicine Peak waved his hand nonchalantly, looked him up and down carefully, and said with a smile, "Xingzhou, congratulations on your advancement to Grandmaster."

Feiyun also put away his unruly look and said seriously with Qingfeng, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Wen on reaching the Grandmaster level!"

Wen Xingzhou returned the greeting, and after the greetings, the four of them walked together. Qingfeng couldn't wait to talk about the recent competition:

"Brother Wen's sword strike just now was extremely exquisite. The sword's sharpness faintly revealed the aura of my uncle."

"It really feels like I'm in the situation and hearing my uncle giving me guidance." Feiyun continued with a smile.

Wen Xingzhou smiled modestly, "I'm fortunate to have lived up to Master's years of instruction. My senior sister and two junior brothers have also made great progress, congratulations to you all."

"I'm telling you, stop being so polite. It'll be dark before you continue."

Li Huan interrupted the business talk among the others and took the lead in walking up the side path and said:

"Stop talking about this. We're all finally together. Come on up."

As he was speaking, two streaks of light flashed across the sky, and two men with different appearances appeared in the pavilion above.

The leader was wearing a dark blue brocade robe with auspicious cloud patterns, his hair was neatly tied up, and he even had a beautiful beard, which was rare for a monk.

He has an elegant and refined appearance, and a natural calmness in his every move. He is none other than the Immortal Master Jiyun of Xuanling Sect.

The person standing at an arm's length from the side of Immortal Master Jiyun was wearing the same style of clothes as him, but the color was slightly lighter.

His face with thick eyebrows, big eyes, well-defined features and his tall and mighty figure like an iron tower perfectly fit the stereotype of a physical cultivator. He is indeed the True Lord Zishuang, the master of Baiqi Peak.

Seeing them appear, Li Huan and the other three quickened their pace and saluted respectfully to the two of them.

"Big brother."

"Senior Brother Zishuang."

Immortal Jiyun looked at Wen Xingzhou and nodded with satisfaction:

"Xingzhou has gained a lot from this retreat. So, I am relieved."

"Everyone, take a seat."

After saying that, he turned around and sat down first.

Zishuang also patted his shoulder and praised him repeatedly: "Not bad! Not bad!"

Feiyun had put away his zither at some point and took out a folding fan, tapping his palm and saying:

"Just now, Senior Sister Li Huan and I teamed up to spar with Senior Brother Xingzhou. I was fortunate to witness the grace of his swordplay. It was truly exquisite."

"Isn't that right, little brother?"

He teased Qingfeng, who was serious and only knew how to practice, with a sense of evil humor. He had just taken the initiative but failed to force Senior Brother Chuzhou to take real action, and this old-fashioned guy had been feeling upset.

Qing Feng frowned when he heard his name and was about to speak when a loud noise came from the direction of the back mountain.

Everyone stopped talking and laughing and looked in that direction. Jiyun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Young people are formidable!"

Feiyun opened his folding fan with a "swish" sound and sighed:

"But if we talk about genius, it still belongs to my junior sister. I really envy my uncle."

With their level of cultivation, they could certainly see the level of this attack.

"Why, do you still want to snatch the disciple from your uncle?"

Li Huan leaned on his hand and said with a smile,

"How dare! How dare!"

"Senior sister, please forgive me. This joke is not funny."

Feiyun quickly shook his head and said exaggeratedly:

"If I dare to have such thoughts, not only my uncle, but also Senior Brother Xingzhou will chop me down."

Wen Xingzhou shook his head and laughed, "Many years ago, Master sensed that he would have a disciple in the future, so he kept going in one direction during his travels and brought Ah Sheng back with him."

"The bond between Ah Sheng and Master is unparalleled. Even if things were left to their own devices, Ah Sheng would definitely become Master's disciple."

After Wen Xingzhou finished speaking, he saw Li Huan staring at him with a look of surprise, and Fei Yun was waving a fan and said happily:

"Brother, there's no need to explain so much. If someone doesn't know, they might think that Junior Sister is your disciple."

Li Huan also continued: "It seems that you like Junior Sister very much."

"You guys haven't seen it much, right?" she asked curiously.

"Ah Sheng is very smart, cheerful and generous. She makes people happy when they see her. She is also my only junior sister, just like my own sister. Is it strange to like her?"

Wen Xingzhou asked back with a smile.

Li Huan and Fei Yun exchanged a glance: Is his intelligence real? Or is he an extraordinary genius? But how did Xing Zhou/Senior Brother come to such a cheerful conclusion?

Normally, the chill around Junior Sister is almost greater than that of a cultivator with ice spiritual roots!

Lian Jiyun looked over and said to Wen Xingzhou, "I'm afraid what you saw of Junior Sister Ning's personality isn't true. But now that you've come out of seclusion, I can rest assured that you'll be looking after me."

As the sect leader, Jiyun certainly knew why Ning Jiasheng was injured this time.

Wen Xingzhou agreed without further explanation.

He believed that the junior sister he had seen before was indeed what they saw her as, but the junior sister he saw was definitely not pretending.

It can’t be explained in a few words, but they will know it at a glance.

After saying this, everyone changed the subject, started chatting and laughing, and drank happily in the pavilion.

Today is not only a welcoming banquet to celebrate Wen Xingzhou's release from confinement, but also a rare moment of leisure time for the few of them to get together in recent years.

Just like back then, we all had Master supporting us. We only needed to be good disciples and cultivate diligently, without being bothered by worldly affairs.