Taoist enchanting [cultivation]

His tone made the windows tremble.

Xuanyan frowned: "It's clear that someone has set you up. You are alone, and you are going back to Yujing from Xuantian Mountain. What should you do if you are found on the way? It's time to stay here..."

Qin Shi took a deep breath, "Anyway, I should go back. I can't help you here, and may even drag you down. If the one who came in today was an assassin, would you still see me?"

"Could it be that my cultivation can't protect you now?" Xuanyan asked back, taking a step closer, "Don't forget, how did you agree to it back then when you were in the Ice Prison? How long did it take to take me back to Yujing with certainty? It becomes that you want to go back alone?"

Qin Shi lowered his head, like a domestic dog being reprimanded by its master.Xuanyan thought he had figured it out, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he suddenly heard him say: "You have become stronger now, you don't need my protection. I've thought about it a long time ago, you can do it without me, don't worry, I won't I will reveal your identity..."

Xuanyan was choked by his own words, he was already angry.Yan Qi came in blah, yelling: "What a cunning little thief, you actually ran away from me... What are you doing? Eighteen, what's wrong with your brother, do you need me to go to the doctor?"

"No need."

Yan Qi's eyes widened, Xuan Yan had already struck first, gently pulling his collar and dragging him out.

"You still have a few competitions, I will try your skills first."

Early the next morning, Yan Qi was the first to play.

The monks who had watched Yan Qi's competition all dismissed it, thinking that this young man was impetuous and unlikely to become a master.What's more, when he appeared on the stage today, he came up rubbing his arms, and his face was also bruised.

Probably got beaten up in a private discussion.

The disciples of all sects showed sympathy, and then looked enviously at Yan Qi's opponent.

Yan Qi played against a disciple of a small sect today.The opponent was holding a sword, and when he saw Yan Qi coming on stage, he immediately relaxed.

The scene of Yan Qi being blown away by the disciple of Yunmen is vivid in his memory. The disciple held the sword and just made a move when he saw a flash of red light and came straight to the door.

He froze for a moment, but there were more than one ray of red light hitting his chin one after another.

Just like Yan Qi was thrown out before, the little disciple was also thrown off the stage.

When the red light flew back to Yan Qi's hand, everyone realized that it was the red bracelet that he hadn't had time to sell in the last competition.

Although this method imitated the Yunmen disciples, it was fast, precise and very effective.

Yan Qi was like a rooster winning a battle, he slammed down the stage aggressively, and even snorted coldly at his opponent.

His arrogance and arrogance have not changed, but the way of sparring has become so powerful, I don't know where the gods have taught him.

Elder Hai is still sitting in front of Tianshu Palace today, looking at Yan Qi and nodding, his tone is slightly teasing: "Brother Xian, this young man has a good foundation, I don't know where you dug him out. It just so happens that some of my disciples are not good enough, can you let him go?" I?"

I don't know which word stimulated Xuan Lin, he said calmly: "It's a good seed. But, if he gave it to you, what should I do?"

Elder Hai laughed and changed the subject.

Discussions had already started on the field, and the Cloud Gate disciples were particularly astonished.Standing on the sidelines, Yun Yue clapped his hands and praised: "It's really fast... Hey, you are Yan Shiba? Why is this Yan Qi..."

Yan Shiba gave him a cold look.

Yun Yue let go, smoothing his sleeves embarrassingly.

In the second round, it was Yan Shiba's turn.

Many sects noticed him before, and when it was his turn, there were naturally more discussions.

Coincidentally, his opponent turned out to be Yun Yue.

Feeling embarrassed, Yun Yue raised his fair and slender fingers to greet him, only to get a cold look from him.

What apathy.

Yun Yue felt a little wronged.

In order to meet more masters, he worked desperately in the sect, defeated countless brothers and sisters, and offended many uncles and uncles, in exchange for this opportunity.Unexpectedly, the small greeting before the competition was ignored by the opponent.

Could it be that he is too weak to get into Yan Shiba's eyes?

Yun Yue blinked those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Brother, are you a master of Xuantian Sect? How tall?"

The Yunmen disciples in the audience silently turned their faces away, and even the little junior sister who had pulled his sleeve before couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"I'm sorry I can't answer this question."

Disappointed, Yun Yue planned to play Yan Shiba to death, pat his ass and go straight back to the sect.

"However," Xuan Yan's tone was leisurely, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Just now you asked the truth, to tell the truth, I was the one who guided him yesterday."

Yan Shiba's strength is obvious to all, and it is normal for them to live in the same courtyard and guide their cultivation.No matter who wins, Xuantianmen will have face.

Xuan Lin nodded slightly, but did not speak.

Yunyue was gearing up, his eyes glowed green, and he almost went up to push Xuanyan down.

However, he saw a dark iron dagger.

Yun Yue was stunned, and all the disciples of Yunmen were at a loss.

The magic weapon of the monks is practical and beautiful.For example, Yan Qi's red beads, and Shiyuan's brocade.No matter how bad it is like Monan Qiao, he also wears a playful grass ring with him.

What is this black dagger?

Mo Nanqiao was standing in the crowd with Yan Qi, and there was a cool breeze behind him.

Suddenly there were dots of rain flowers on the field.

Xuan Yan looked at him with a smile, his eyes were dark, like a rainy night.

Yun Yue shivered for no reason.

He felt that it was his first match, so he wouldn't be so unlucky that he would be beaten at the beginning, right?

It turns out he thought too much.

After a stick of incense, several Yunmen disciples came up to the stage and lowered their heads to lift Yunyue down.Xuan Yan stood tall, lightly shaking off the spray from the dagger.

He really wasn't beaten.When he was carried down, he was already unconscious.

Xuan Yan exuded an aura of not being close to others, Yan Qi suffered a loss yesterday, so he was very sensible and didn't come to chit chat.

When he got off the stage, the crowd watching the competition automatically divided a lane to allow him to pass.Shocked by Xuanyan, the disciples in the subsequent competition were a little cautious.

In the knife-like torrential rain just now, it seemed that even the spray of water was shining coldly.Everyone felt their necks were a little cold, and couldn't help but sympathize with Yun Yue.

The bustling outside didn't end until evening, Qin Shi was bored in the yard, not saying a word.

In a place like Xuantian Mountain where spiritual energy gathers, three meals a day are dispensable for monks.The disciples all went to watch the battle, and no one cooked for him, so he was a little hungry.

Although the appetite is much smaller, I can't stand this kind of starvation.

He sighed faintly.

Snapped!

A bowl of rice fell from the sky and landed on the stone table accurately.

Qin Shi stared blankly at the sky, the slender white clouds, the gentle breeze, not a single ghost.

The white rice exudes a tempting aroma, Qin Shi swallowed his saliva, and whispered: "Can I order more food?"

Snapped!clap clap clap!

The three dishes and a jug of wine fell on the stone table, all of which were his favorite flavors.

There is only one person in Xuantianmen who knows his taste.