Is Master happy?

When the Sanqing Ceremony was held, it was also the day when the disciples of the Beiqiu Mountain Sect competed and tried. Yao Zhou wanted to let his young disciples follow the same disciples to the competition, so he also reported Xi Ya's name on the roster.

There is still one month before this, Yao Zhou taught her day and night to stabilize the power of the Nascent Soul that was obtained by chance, and also taught her some fairy and sword skills. .

On the day of the Sanqing Ceremony, Yao Zhou took Xi Ya to sit on the altar. It was the first time Xi Ya saw the head of Beiqiu, but she was a blue-clothed woman with a majestic and dignified face. She is more than 30 years old, and behind her is a thin young man, handsome in appearance, with long black hair crowned, standing with hands down, with a relaxed expression.

The head of the sect opened the altar and burned incense to worship the ancestors, held a black jade token, and preached the law loudly. On the huge altar, thousands of disciples stood on it, but no one dared to say a word, and no sound came out. .

Although Yaozhou said that he came to admit his mistake a hundred years ago, but now the Taoist priests in Beiqiu would not dare to let this unpredictable fairy be wronged, so they all pushed back, Yaozhou was very happy, He half leaned on the seat, lightly pinched his fingers, peeled a peanut, and handed it to Xi Ya beside him.

After worshiping the ancestors, there was another lecture, there were many miscellaneous matters waiting to be dealt with by the head of the Beiqiu mountain gate, those elders only picked out a few, but they discussed them until noon.

Yaozhou dozed off a little, lay on Xiya's back and gave a slap. When the disciple's trial was about to start, she slowly got up, rubbed her eyes, and looked at the trial with great interest. table.

The first few rounds were just competitions between beginners and foundation builders, she watched them boringly, Duxiya watched carefully, feeling quite nervous.

Jiujiu also came on stage, she felt so ashamed for causing Xiya to be trapped in Baihualou, she had said no to Xiya several times in the past few days, Xiya was helpless, she didn't really blame Jiujiu, after all now Son, she is a blessing in disguise, but she knows it is not a blessing.

After the competition of several people in the Foundation Establishment Stage is over, it will be the Golden Core Stage. After the Golden Core Stage competition, the old man who judged the winner stroked his beard and looked at the booklet in his hand, coughed lightly, and raised his voice: "The next round, Nascent Soul stage monk, Bai Zhengli versus Feng Xiya."

Bai Zhengli is Senior Brother Bai in Jiujiukou, the chief of Beiqiu Mountain Gate, and the closed disciple who is the head of the sect.

Xi Ya raised his head to look at the master seat, and saw the cold young man looked up at the old Taoist on the competition stage in surprise, and then turned back to look at the head master of Beiqiu. After getting a few words from her, he looked down. Down the seat of the creek.

The two looked at each other, Bai Zhengli smiled faintly, raised his hand to invite her, then flew into the competition table first, and stood up.

"Go," Yaozhou pushed Xiya lightly, and smiled at her comfortably, "Don't be nervous, it's just a trial."

"Yeah." Xi Ya nodded vigorously, took a deep breath, flew towards the stage, landed on the opposite side of Bai Zhengli, bowed with his hands together, his face was calm and calm, "Xi Ya has seen it before." Senior Brother Bai."

Bai Zhengli smiled, and clasped his hands together and said: "Xiya's friends have a deep celestial relationship, and they have such cultivation at such a young age, it really shocks me."

Xi Ya smiled wryly, and said to him: "It's just a chance."

Needless to say, the two looked at each other, and Qi Qi took out the long sword he was carrying from behind, but Xi Ya was the bamboo sword Jiyao, and Bai Zhengli was the black sword.

He stared at the green bamboo sword in Xiya's hand for a moment, although he was surprised, he didn't say much, he just said calmly: "Offended." Then he made a gesture in his hand, his body was like a light rainbow, and he rushed straight over.

Xiya didn't dare to slack off, she wrapped Jiyao with her spiritual power and blocked it. Jiyao was made of wood and was a bit fragile, so she really didn't dare to block it directly.

Once Bai Zhengli's sword was out of its sheath, it didn't stop. A set of swordsmanship made it smooth and smooth, and the moves were aggressive, but it stopped and he didn't dare to go for the vital point. Not long after entering Yuanying, he dared not use his full strength.

Xi Ya flipped her wrist and blocked them one by one, which was more than easy. When Bai Zhengli finished using a set of sword skills, she counterattacked, and with a backhand sword, she went straight to catch up, but didn't leave any room.

The sword wind was fierce, and Bai Zhengli didn't dare to hesitate. He concentrated his energy and slapped it with his backhand. With a strong fairy wind, he deflected the sword peak on the edge of the river. , and slashed straight at Xiya's Jiyao sword.

Xiya feared that Jiyao would be damaged, so he didn't dare to catch Jiyao, so he raised waves of spiritual power to wrap Jiyao away, and then used his sword to face each other. The two of them countered with hundreds of moves, Xiya faintly lost the wind, and gradually lost strength , She gritted her teeth and held on, and set up a while in the spare time. When Bai Zhengli entered the battle, a wave of water rolled away, almost washing away his hair crown.

He slashed through the waves of water with his sword and rushed out, with a hint of embarrassment hidden on his body, he gave a wry smile, but he didn't care to let his hair down, he only took Xi Ya's sword, and the two fought again.

He has a smart figure, and his movements are light and comfortable, and there is no flaw to be found. Xi Ya couldn't find his weakness, and finally lost his strength once, and he chopped off Ji Yaoshang's spiritual power. Send away.

No!Xi Ya was anxious for a moment, before he had time to think about anything, he stretched out his right hand to face Bai Zhengli, gathered the remaining strength, but chased towards his dantian, Bai Zhengli was startled, afraid of hurting her, so he quickly withdrew his sword, But in the end, the sword wind was fierce, and it still slashed on Xiya's arm. Then he felt a huge force hit his stomach, and he was instantly sent flying. However, he saw that Xiya's left hand in front of him was already gushing blood like a fountain, which wet Baisi's sleeve.

He put away his sword and stood up, his face became serious, and advised: "Little friend, Mobi tried it, it's better to stop the bleeding first."

"It's okay, Senior Brother Bai, I can still fight." Xi Ya shook his head, his face was a little pale, and he tapped the wound with his right hand, which barely stopped the bleeding, "Please enlighten me, Senior Brother."

"It's just a competition, my little friend should put himself first." Bai Zhengli smiled wryly. He never thought that Xi Ya would hurt such a weak little girl with such a sacrifice. He felt really guilty. , sighed and said: "The competition among our sect will stop at the end. I hurt a fellow disciple, which is really against my brother's name. Please be punished by the sect master." After saying that, he folded his sword and knelt down, bowing his head to the sect master seat to admit his mistake , I actually wanted to stop the competition in this way.

Xi Ya was anxious for a moment, she felt that she would inevitably get hurt in the competition, and winning or losing is the most important thing in the end, besides, how could she be so delicate, so she stepped forward to help Bai Zhengli up, "Senior Brother Bai, don't do this, I really It's all right."

Bai Zhengli refused to get up, but knelt stubbornly, waiting for the master to speak.

Xi Ya wanted to say more, but saw the master on the stage helplessly raised his hand to block his words, and sighed: "There is no eye in the sword competition, and injuries are inevitable, but... as a senior brother, you also You really shouldn't be so serious with the disciples of the sect... How about this, I will punish you to guard the medicine garden of the mountain gate for a month, and this competition is over, little friend Xiya, go and heal your wounds." Holding his forehead, he wondered in his heart why this apprentice is so sympathetic and sympathetic.

Xi Ya lowered her hands, feeling very annoyed in her heart, but at this moment she absolutely could not refuse, so she could only bow and say: "Yes", then got up and prepared to return to the seat.

She raised her head to look at Yaozhou, but her body stopped suddenly. Her master's face was very cold, and his black eyes were as deep as a deep pool. Looking at the injury on her left hand, she raised her head to look at the head of Beiqiu after a while, smiled, and said silently Say "Thank you."

Xi Ya's heart was pounding, and he flew back to Yao Zhou obediently, but he didn't dare to say a word, he just glanced at her secretly, but felt that the master seemed to be angry, so he sighed in his heart, closed his eyes and wanted to go first. Use spiritual power to treat the wound simply.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and someone hugged her from in front of her, avoiding the wound on her arm thoughtfully. She opened her eyes and saw that it was her master whose complexion was about to drop ink.

"Master..." Xi Ya muttered softly, but he didn't hear Yao Zhou's reply, he was only held in her arms, flew up on the clouds, and headed towards Wuqiu's small courtyard.

After being admitted to the hospital, Yao Zhou let go of Xi Ya and let her stand anxiously in the courtyard, while he went into the house, took out a mahogany box, put it on the stone table in the courtyard, opened it, it was a medicine box.

She squinted at Xi Ya, pointed to the small stool opposite with her slender white fingers, and said coldly, "Sit down."

Xiya didn't dare to hesitate, she sat down quickly, Yaozhou stretched out her hand, she was puzzled a few times, then she understood immediately, stretched out her blood-soaked left hand, but hesitated to put it on Yaozhou's clean hand.

Yaozhou didn't wait for anything, he gently pulled her arm with his hand, frowned, took out a pair of slender scissors from the medicine box, and cut open the blood-red sleeve on her arm, revealing the The wound was more than an inch long, and the flesh and blood could be seen.

Yao Zhou's frown deepened, she took out the medicine powder and ointment in the medicine box, after thinking for a while, she took out a silver needle from Qiankun in her sleeve, twisted it lightly with her left hand, and unexpectedly twisted a thin thread of spiritual power out of thin air.

She threaded the needle, opened a medicine bottle and sprinkled some white powder on the wound, Xi Ya frowned and endured the pain, but there was no pain, only a slight numbness, after a while, there was no more pain.

Xiya was surprised in his heart, knowing that it should be medicine like Mafeisan, which is used to relieve pain.

With a deep voice, Yao Zhou took out another yellow ointment and spread it on Xi Ya's wound. After it was evenly applied, he took out the needle and inserted it into the flesh without any hesitation. Ya's wound was stitched up.

Xi Ya looked astonished, Yao Zhou's hands were very nimble, the wound was sewn beautifully, after the seam was finished, he applied a bottle of cool and clear ointment taken from the pocket in his sleeve, lightly wrapped it with a white cloth, and tied it in a knot wrap up.