Taoist enchanting [cultivation]

Back in Qingming's courtyard, Gui Zhi took a deep breath and glanced at the people walking around in the house.

The sun was shining brightly, it was very dazzling.She squinted her eyes, and soon changed into a charming and pleasant expression.

"how?"

Qingming was impatient, and stepped forward to hug her.Guizhi bit her lip and smiled, then nodded.

Qiu Riyue's constricted neck instantly relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingming was overjoyed, called Qiu Riyue aside, and discussed in a low voice.Gui Zhi still stood where he was, twisting his sleeves leisurely, his eyes flickering, revealing a sarcastic smile.

She won't tell Qingming, when she handed the things to Yan Shiba, she even asked him a word.

"Brother Eighteen, can you become a direct disciple of the sect master?"

Guizhi has never been afraid of gambling.

It's all a gamble that she can survive until now.

When she was young, she was taken around by the grandmother. She couldn't escape, so she picked a rich man—the future husband was a fool.Realizing that she was different from ordinary people, she did everything possible to learn to practice, and also suffered a lot.Later, when she heard that Xuantianmen was recruiting disciples, she saw the opportunity and found a passing caravan to take her to Xihaiyuan.

She started betting on Qing Ming.

The senior student with the highest qualifications is also lustful, which is her best and most familiar weakness.When she becomes the head in the future, she can also live a comfortable life.

However, an unpredictable Yan Shiba appeared.

So what if they hook up everywhere, it's better to die than to die in a place where the birds don't shit.

The second match was still held in front of Tianshu Palace.

With the precedent of the first round, many disciples turned to Xuanyan, expecting him to win the second round beautifully.

The situation was very unfavorable for Qingming, Qingming stood there leisurely, showing no sign of nervousness.

Guizhi has already given Yan Shiba the five-color dew with added ingredients as he ordered.It won't be long before Yan Shiba will die unexpectedly under his hands.

In spring, the snow on Xuantian Mountain melts slowly, revealing patches of turquoise.

Qingming couldn't hide her emotion, but saw the disciples turned to the direction of Kaiyang Palace one after another, discussing a lot.

The voices came and went, as if they were surrounding someone, slowly sending them into the arena.

The man was dressed in a blue robe, and his gait was unhurried, like a sharp sword splitting the crowd, pointing directly at the field.

His eyes flicked across the snow-covered Tianshu Palace's cornices, and fixed on Qingming like a fleeting shadow.

With just one glance, Qingming suddenly breathed lightly, tensing his whole body irresistibly.

There is such power in a single glance.

Qing Ming felt ashamed, and hurriedly stepped forward with a straight face.

If he loses this match, he really has only the last way left.

Qing Ming walked to the field and stood still, the disciples looked around, because Xuan Lin was present, they knew it well, but they didn't dare to speak.

Qing Ming seemed to be strong, but his expression was exhausted, his eyes were still black and blue, and he kept looking at Yan Shiba.On the other side, Yan Shiba looked indifferent, like a breeze and white clouds. Although he was wearing the same blue robe, he was more intimidating than Qing Ming.

Even more elegant than the first Xuanlin.

It's just that no one dared to say this.

The man in blue signaled for the start of the sparring.Qingming took a step forward, grabbed it out of thin air with his right hand, and a long sword suddenly appeared, floating in his palm.

The sword is the most commonly used magic weapon, it can be used for both offense and defense, and it is also the best to use urging spells.He showed his hand beautifully, and Xuan Lin nodded slightly on the seat.

Qingming stared at Xuanyan vigilantly, Xuanyan's sleeve moved, revealing a bit of coldness.

It was the dagger he never left.

Qingming sneered disdainfully.

It's just a dagger, it's so dark, how can it compare to his sword?

And actually hold it by hand.

Facing Qingming's offensive, Xuanyan seemed too calm.

Although he has been wandering around Ruanrou Township all year round, his cultivation at the Lingxu level is not something to brag about.Accompanied by the technique, Jian Guang ruthlessly forced Xuan Yan from one corner to another.

Yan Qi was in a hurry, wishing he could rush up and set Qingming on fire.Seeing Qin Shi's blank face, he couldn't help muttering, "What a fool, I don't even know my brother is going to lose."

Qin Shi was not at a loss because of this.

As soon as they passed a few moves, he could see that Xuan Yan was actually capable of doing it with ease.Xuanyan has been retreating all the time, but he has never suffered a loss, he is so calm that he doesn't even catch his breath.

Qin Shi is not a kind person on the battlefield, but enough is enough to tease the opponent, and it will not last so long.

Qingming is this kid so funny?Qin Shi was at a loss.

Qingming chased Yan Shiba and beat fiercely, the sword light flowed, but Yan Shiba could always escape.

Chou Riyue on the sidelines trembled from his stare.

The added five-color dew was spread on the outside of the glass bottle, as long as Xuanyan touched it, he would definitely be defeated within a hundred moves today.However, he was already tired, but Yan Shiba was very leisurely.

When he realized something was wrong, Yan Shiba made a move.

With a sharp stab of the dagger, it pointed directly at his face.Qingming hastily grabbed the sword back, blocked the blow, and sneered to himself.

It was naive to want to kill him with such a short dagger.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his feet, Qingming lowered his eyes in horror, only to see the thick mist wrapped around his feet, and the next moment it turned into ice, freezing his feet firmly.

Before he recovered, there was a clear sound in front of his eyes again. The originally short dagger was coated with a layer of snow light, which swelled a few inches and stuck to the tip of his nose.

Not a penny bad.

Mo Nanqiao was dealt with this trick before, and he still has lingering fears. When he saw him again, he was still sweating.

This Yan Shiba is too scary.

Qing Ming wanted to struggle, but Xuan Yan didn't give him the slightest space.

He stabbed towards the face, kicked him under the jaw, and then Qing Ming was kicked out and thrown off the field.A series of movements are done in one go, like flowing water.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but Qing Ming fell to Xuan Lin's feet with a thud, so messed up that she couldn't even get up.

Xuan Yan's kick was to treat him as Xuan Lin, and hit him hard.After suffering this blow, within two or three days, Qingming will not be able to recover.

He then looked at Xuan Lin.

Xuan Lin's old face frowned, as if he was thinking about this competition.

The result was obvious, the man in blue secretly took a look at Qing Ming, and dared not speak.

Xuan Yan smiled, and walked slowly towards Xuan Lin.

One step, two steps.

The road boots stepped on the dirty snow and footprints, and Qingming's robes, until they stood in front of Xuan Lin.

Neither of the two looked at Qingming who was lying moaning/groaning, and their eyes did not budge from each other.

Behind him, Qin Shi silently clenched his fists.

He stood here back then, paying homage to his master, Elder Ling Yuan.Now in front of Kuangyuan Tianshu Palace, there are only him and the people who used to be juniors.

Now, not only the brothers of the same generation, but even the former guard disciples, many familiar faces have disappeared.

Things are wrong.

Xuan Yan only felt a fire burning in his chest.

Qianji Jiansui seemed to have sensed the Qianji sword on Xuan Lin's waist, and it was hot in the skirt of his clothes.

He twitched the corners of his stiff lips, as if expecting Xuan Lin's favor, and knelt down silently.

Qin Shi closed his eyes.

"Master is on top, and the disciples will worship."

In the depths of the deep ice prison, Qing Ji moved her eyelids.

"Yo, are you awake?"

Facing Qing Ji's confused eyes, Qing Hong blinked and said with a smile: "You're actually awake. If you keep sleeping, I'll bury you in a prison of ice."

His face was almost pressed against his own, Qingji was startled and shouted angrily: "What did you say?!"

"I said, I'm going to bury you here."

Qingji grinned and touched Dancheng's little head.

"Of course, before I bury you, I have to take my apprentice with me."

Dan Cheng looked at Qing Ji indifferently, and tugged at Qing Hong's sleeve.

The two people, one big and one small, looked very harmonious. Compared with him, Qinghong was more like Dan Cheng's master.

Only then did Qing Ji fully wake up.

He suddenly discovered that the one who was locked here turned out to be him.

"Don't struggle, you won't be able to get away." Qing Hong patted the huge chain behind him, "This is the treasure of Patriarch Zhenyang, even if it's my master, it may not be broken."

Knowing that there is no hope of escape, Qing Ji grinned at him: "But you can't get out either. Master is still outside, and he will kill you with his own hands to avenge me."

Dancheng showed a contemptuous expression.

Qing Hong shook his head regretfully: "First, Xuan Lin's cultivation is not high. If he hadn't relied on the Tai Chi Golden Seal to activate the Five Elements Formation, my most unpromising second uncle could beat him to death. The second , he will not seek revenge from me, he will only find the young palace master of Lingjing Palace. Thirdly, it is not only you who died here, but also the eighth junior brother—he guarded the ice prison, and he died here, which is a worthy death. "

Not far behind him, Qingping was lying quietly, with nothing left on his body.

Qingji panicked and yelled several times, but Qingping didn't respond.

Qing Hong patted his face: "Sixth Junior Brother, don't forget, you killed Eighth Junior Brother with your own hands. When the old man Xuan Lin came in, he would only think that you killed Eighth Junior Brother, and she escaped when he wanted to kill the Young Palace Master. Then, in order to destroy the body and traces, the Young Palace Master killed you as well, and set fire to this place."

Shi Yuan sneered at the other end: "You can talk crazy."

Qing Hong still had a cynical attitude: "Young Palace Master, don't forget, I was released by you, and I don't know where I am from now."

Qing Ji couldn't break free, seeing him carrying Dan Cheng towards the exit, twisting back, seeing that Shi Yuan was still locked, she cried out sadly: "Qinghong! You let me go! And the young palace master of Lingjing Palace Still, if you don’t let her go, won’t she be burned to death?! How can you play your play?”

He turned his head and whispered to Shi Yuan again: "Young Palace Mistress, help me and let me go! I will never forget your kindness until death!"

Qing Hong had already hugged Dan Cheng, and flew out of the exit.Shi Yuan stood up lightly, as if she had never been locked.

She looked at Qinghong, and Qinghong also looked at her and sneered, uttering a silent word:

Installed.

Shiyuan smiled slightly.

"That's not the case. I'm just afraid that if you continue to be so naked, I won't be able to bear it."

"Can't bear it?"

Qing Hong pricked up his ears curiously, feeling flattered in his heart, feeling that his charm has not diminished.

"I'm afraid I can't help falling for you."

Qing Hong suddenly covered Dan Cheng's ears, and said: "Good boy, don't listen." He turned to Shi Yuan with a black face: "Are you still like a woman?"

Shi Yuan nodded: "To each other."

Qinghong was inexplicably annoyed, and told Dancheng: "Good boy, listen to the master and burn that woman to death."

Shi Yuan raised her eyebrows.Without any hesitation, Dan Cheng raises his hand and it rains fire.

Dan Cheng has a good talent. After Qing Hong's teaching these days, he has been able to use his own cultivation proficiently, and even the scars on his body have faded a lot.

Qing Hong looked at the vast sea of ​​flames, made a face at the woman standing alone in the sea of ​​flames, and then rubbed Dan Cheng's head.

"Go, go and see how your master uncle was beaten to death."