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The morning sun in winter is as warm as warm water, so you can walk around the yard early in the morning and enjoy the scenery of the melting snow.Watching it quietly for a while can calm down the mood.However, Nangong Ming stared blankly for a long time, but still felt extremely irritable.He was so unhappy that he walked around the flat land at the highest point of Luoxue Peak, and kept turning around, looking at the courtyard to the east of the flat land from time to time.That courtyard belongs to Master, and Master has been in for half an hour, and there is still that hateful Yi Cunzhen!

It was obviously his master, but for eight years, that Yi Cunzhen came to them almost every day, saying that Master Lingfeng didn't understand some problems in the cultivation of Shui Linggen, so he had to ask the teacher to respect him.Up to now, the master seems to be quite optimistic about Yi Cunzhen. Really, you should know that, you should have accepted him as an apprentice back then, what did you accept Nangong Ming for!Just ask for advice, why not let him listen?Hmph, Master's heart was taken away by that little goblin!

puff!

The more Nangong Ming thought about it, the more angry he threw a fireball at the innocent tree trunk, which instantly melted the snow on the tree, but the tree remained unscathed, which shows his proficiency in controlling spiritual power.At this time, the enchantment of the courtyard gate fluctuated, and the people inside came out.

The 14-year-old boy is dressed in indigo blue clothes, his soft black hair is loosely tied with a headband of the same color, a gentle smile hangs on his childish face, and there is a tear mole at the corner of his eye... He looks very much like a master, no matter what Is it appearance, or temperament.

Seeing this, Nangong Ming's heart was on fire, and he ran forward angrily, but he turned off the fire when Shizun looked at him, paused, and said: "Master, are you all right?"

Yi Cunzhen looked over at this moment, smiled sincerely, and said, "I'm bothering my uncle and Senior Brother Nangong, Cunzhen takes my leave."

Nangong Ming snorted, turned his head away, but the roots of his ears were slightly red, he didn't admit that he was dazzled by that teacher-like smile!

The boy flew away on a pink cloud, Nangong Ming couldn't help but frown again, this boy doesn't have any masculinity on a cloud, let alone pink!

"Ah Ming, this kid Cunzhen is just eager to learn, why do you have to get angry with him?"

Master's gentle question sounded in his ears, Nangong Ming pursed his lips, raised his head, and said, "I don't know as much as him!"

Jue Dong looked at the 15-year-old boy with an even more handsome face, smiled slightly, and said nothing.Although he didn't accept Yi Cunzhen as a disciple, he still answered his questions sincerely, and neglected his own disciples. It was his negligence. Next time, it would be better to shorten the time for answering questions.

"By the way, Master, Yi Cunzhen will participate in the martial arts competition next month, right?"

The little apprentice suddenly raised his head and asked, Jue Dong nodded and said: "Well, this martial arts competition is a good opportunity for actual combat."

"Oh."

Nangong Ming secretly clenched his fists, thinking: See if I won't beat you, Young Master, Yi Cunzhen!

Yi Cunzhen, who has been missed by others, is really leisurely and leisurely gliding in the Tianxuan Gate on a cloud. He likes the feeling of flying very much. Whenever he has time, he will fly to the sky for a while.Although during the foundation building period, he could refine the magic weapon by himself and the imperial treasure flew, but Yi Cunzhen still liked the fan Liuyun sent by the master. Although the color was a bit feminine, but lying on it and letting the wind push it away, it was like lying on the ground. On the mobile bed, not to mention how comfortable it is.

"Junior Brother Yi?"

Someone shouted nearby, Yi Cunzhen sat up, and saw the 16-year-old boy in white coming with a sword.That was Mu Fei, the disciple of the master master. He had met him in the hall eight years ago, and he had met him several times since then. He was a cheerful person.

Yi Cunzhen stood up on the cloud and responded with a smile: "Senior Brother Mu."

Mu Fei Yujian stopped in front of Yi Cunzhen, and said with a smile: "I saw a pink cloud floating in the distance, and I thought it must be Junior Brother Yi, so I came here, and I guessed right."

The boy smiled and showed his white teeth. His handsome appearance must be very attractive to the seniors.Yi Cunzhen also laughed and said, "Senior brother looks so happy, did something happy happen to him?"

Isn't it nice to see you?Mu Fei thought, but said on the face: "Next month there will be a martial arts competition, and I'm a little excited."

Yi Cunzhen nodded, and said: "Well, I heard it's very lively. If I can't participate in the competition, I'd like to sit and watch it!"

Mu Fei couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand to rub the boy's hair, and said, "You, lazy, how did you cultivate, and you can build a foundation so quickly, it's really enviable!"

Yi Cunzhen turned his head away, rescued his own hair, stretched out his hand to smooth the messy hair, and said: "Brother, I have grown up, don't touch my head casually, it will not grow tall!"

The young man pursed his lips and blamed him, which made Mu Fei blushed slightly, coughed dryly as if to cover up, and said, "Okay, okay, I remember it."

The two said something else and separated.

Facing the matter of cultivation, Yi Cunzhen is actually very serious, and when he ran to Luoxuefeng to ask Juedong for advice, he would steal half a day to float in the sky and play, and when he returned to his courtyard, he would be able to cultivate Going, Ling Qiaomei is both gratified and regretful.She is gratified that her apprentice is talented and hardworking, but it is a pity that when she was a child, her soft exterior and inner strength turned into a docile appearance like Junior Brother Jue Dong's, which really made her regret instigating her apprentice to pester Jue Dong for advice.But there was another matter that made her more concerned. She would definitely ask Jue Dong to question her if she had the chance.

This opportunity came quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was time for the martial arts competition.

In addition to the disciples of Tianxuan Peak, Luoxue Peak, and Tingdi Peak, Tianxuan Sect also has disciples from other halls such as Medicine Hall, Xing Hall, and Yushou Hall.The Martial Arts Competition is held once every 50 years. It is a grand gathering for young disciples from the foundation-building stage to below the Jindan stage. The disciples who enter the top four will not only get prizes, but also get the chance to enter Zhaolun blessed land to find opportunities.The competition is divided into two groups, namely the foundation group and the golden core group, so there will be eight people who will be able to enter when Zhaolun Fudi opens five years later.

Looking at her own disciples among the group of disciples who were waiting for the headmaster to announce the start of the competition, Qiaomei looked at Jue Dong who was sitting aside with a gentle expression, and couldn't help but send a voice transmission: "Junior Brother, something has troubled Senior Sister for a long time. "

Jue Dong turned his head to look at his senior sister, and saw that she was looking at his apprentice from a distance, but did not look at him. He thought that senior sister didn't want the sect master to hear it.Thinking of this, Jue Dong stopped looking at her, and said via voice transmission: "What's the matter? Junior brother may be able to relieve senior sister's worries."

"That's what you said, so I'm not going to be polite!"

Qiao Mei paused for a moment, then asked mysteriously: "Junior brother, did you have an illegitimate child outside?"

Jue Dong was stunned for a moment, a little bit dumbfounded and turned his head to look at Qiao Mei, seeing her blinking, looking like she was seeking knowledge.He had no choice but to say: "I know what Senior Sister means. I do look similar to Senior Nephew Yi, but this is just a human similarity. I am sure that I have no blood relatives in this world. Senior Sister, please don't make wild guesses."

Qiaomei looked skeptical, and continued to transmit voice: "That's too similar, Dan Fengyan, with a tear mole at the corner of the eye, although Xiaozhen is only 14 years old, but it can be seen that he and you will only become more and more similar, At that time, not only the senior sister will be suspicious, but everyone else in the same sect will be curious. I did some research and found that Xiao Zhen lived in the village at the foot of Tianxuan Gate until she was six years old, eating a hundred kinds of food and wearing a hundred kinds of clothes. A child without a father or a mother. You seem to have been away for a while at that time."

Jue Dong seemed to be a little helpless, sighed in his heart, and said: "This is a chance, it cannot be violated."

"Fate? Junior brother, you always say that fate is not fate. In my opinion, you and Xiaozhen are inextricably bound together. I really don't understand why you didn't accept him at the beginning... But fortunately, you didn't accept him. Otherwise, the senior sister would not be able to pick up this treasure, hehe, this child is much smarter than your Nangong Ming, he is popular, and he is diligent in cultivation, I think my Xiaozhen is the best among the new generation of disciples."

Hearing that the senior sister praised her apprentice without blushing, Juedong smiled helplessly, and looked at his apprentice from a distance, seeing him standing on the edge of the crowd with an impatient face, who didn't want to deal with other disciples at all , had to sigh slightly.The kid was still too straightforward.

Nangong Ming felt that it was too hypocritical for Yi Cunzhen to be able to talk and laugh with people he hadn't met a few times, and he didn't even bother to stand with him. It's really embarrassing for the family to always follow Yi Cunzhen's side.

Nangong Ming slandered so much, he probably forgot that Yi Cunzhen had exactly the same personality as his master, he said that he was hypocritical, but he didn't know that he scolded his master.But, my master is good in everything.

After waiting for a while, the competition finally kicked off. One hundred disciples were divided into two groups. Among the new disciples, Nangong Ming, Mu Fei, and Yi Cunzhen, who were the most talented, were in the Foundation Establishment Group.Not to mention the popular disciples of the Golden Core stage, this foundation building group is very interesting.Nangong Ming and Mu Fei are both spiritual roots with good attack power. There is no suspense that they can win, but the Yi Cun of Shui Linggen is really worth looking forward to.

Therefore, when Yi Cunzhen took the stage, he attracted many disciples to watch, whether it was him or his opponent, Yu Mingsha, known as the number one beauty among the new disciples.This Yu Mingsha is the daughter of the hall master of Xingtang, she is as beautiful as a fairy, but her personality is cold and arrogant, she just turned [-] this year, she is the number one beauty in the eyes of many male disciples.

Yu Mingsha was wearing a water-blue gauze dress, holding a sword with a blue scabbard, looking at Yi Cunzhen who was empty-handed, he was a little dissatisfied, and raised his voice: "Junior Brother Yi, where is your weapon?"

Yi Cunzhen was sizing up the number one beauty at first, and was disappointed that she was not as good as his master, so he asked her displeased tone, so he smiled slightly, raised his hands, and said, "My weapons are these hands."

Do you still want to grab the white blade with your bare hands?Yu Mingsha frowned, said no more, drew his sword, stepped forward, and stabbed Qingyun with a hint of fierce sword intent.

Yi Cunzhen's luck and spiritual power poured into the palm of his hand, and a thin layer of ice immediately covered his hand, and then he directly grabbed Yu Mingsha's sword.

The beauties on the field were shocked, and the audience in the audience were also in an uproar. Unexpectedly, Yi Cunzhen of the water spirit root practiced the cold ice mentality. The warm water element condenses into cold ice. This is the most difficult practice for the son of the water spirit root. After all Water without cold cannot freeze.To practice this kind of mental method, the mind should be as cold as ice, but people with water spirit roots have a gentle personality, so it is difficult to practice cold ice palm.But Yi Cunzhen, who is so smiling when he sees people, can condense water into ice. It seems that he is not as harmless as he looks.

People in the audience thought a lot, but the battle situation on the stage has gradually heated up.Yi Cunzhen was indeed able to snatch the white blade with both hands, but Yu Mingsha's sword missed, or he directly blocked it with his hands.After hundreds of rounds of moves, Yu Mingsha was already at a disadvantage.

The beauty's hair is messy, but even so, she is still as beautiful as ever, but Yi Cunzhen didn't feel sorry for her at all. When she found a flaw, she shot like lightning, and directly pinched Yu Mingsha's slender neck with one hand, and her spiritual power surged, making her His skin was covered with ice.

"Yi Cun really wins!"

As the referee shouted, Yi Cunzhen withdrew his hand, and the ice that was let out instantly melted, soaking a piece of clothes on the beauty's chest.Yu Mingsha was so annoyed that she dried her clothes with spiritual power, glared at Yi Cunzhen with resentment, and walked away in a huff.

Yi Cunzhen smiled, waved to the master in the stands, and also got off the stage.However, after this competition, the disciples were afraid to talk to Yi Cunzhen. Seeing that the cute little junior practiced the ice mentality that can only be achieved with a heart like winter, everyone was a little confused. The smile is genuine or fake.

Yi Cun really knew that there would be such a result when he came to power this time, but he didn't care, it didn't matter and he had to stand where he was.

"Junior Sister, I can't see that your disciple is still so intelligent." In the stands, Dao Zhen stroked his long beard and sighed with emotion.

Qiaomei raised her head proudly and said, "I don't even know whose disciple it is!"

"Although Han Bing's mentality requires personality, I think it's all illusory. As long as you have the heart, you can naturally practice it." Jue Dong looked at Mu Fei who was completely unaffected and talked to Yi Cunzhen, and said with emotion : "Nephew Yi's mind is simple, he doesn't care about people or things in his heart, so he can devote himself to cultivation, such a mind, whether it is a blessing or a curse, I don't know yet."

Qiaomei can't understand how her junior understands her apprentice better than she does, but she also knows that what he said is the truth and cannot be refuted.