Jiang Yunchen didn't look into her eyes.
It's not because she's so pitiful that she can't stand it, absolutely not.
His hands under his sleeves were slightly clenched into fists, and he turned his face to one side: "Junior Sister Zhao, what a good plan."
"Tsk, what Senior Brother Jiang said is wrong. We have a community of interests, and this is a reasonable distribution of wealth." She was thinking about the Tian Xing Dabi event in her mind.
Fu Xishan's original plan was for her to participate in the fourth-grade competition and Jiang Yunchen to participate in the fifth-grade competition. But after returning this time, she must declare to the outside world that she has been promoted to the fifth level, so that she will become Jiang Yunchen's opponent in the ring.
Jiang Yunchen could kill a seventh-grade major cultivator with three whips, so what did he have to fight with him? After taking the stage, he made two gestures to admit defeat.
She just felt sorry for that lottery ticket. Fuxishan took the lead in building a spiritual mine. It was a whole spiritual mine! In addition, there are treasures brought out by other factions, and it is said that new ones are being added all the time. Zhao Yisu can even wake up from his dream. Wouldn't it be a pity if he just missed it like this?
Thinking of this, she added: "Of course, I don't take advantage of it for nothing. Everyone is competing in the fifth-level arena. If there are any difficult opponents, I can help you, Senior Brother Jiang, to clean them up in advance. How about that?"
Jiang Yunchen glanced at her: "Oh, you'd better heal your injuries first and then..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yisu pulled him over and forced his forehead to touch her.
Jiang Yunchen was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhao Yisu with his night-like eyes, and he could feel her breath on the tip of his nose.
The air flow swirled and landed on the tip of Jiang Yunchen's nose, giving him a sense of warmth. There was fog on the sea, and the atmosphere was somewhat inexplicably dense.
Unfortunately, before Jiang Yunchen could figure out what it was like, Zhao Yisu raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Close your eyes to heal your wounds."
She muttered and passed on her fire spiritual power.
Jiang Yunchen then closed his eyes, with a vague arc at the corner of his lips, and used his thunder spirit power to catch her fire spirit power. The two spiritual powers approached each other happily, slowly blending, and the spirit power The master of power fell into a deep sweet dream...
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Five days later.
Fuxi Mountain, Wenxin Pavilion.
Ren Jinghua crushed the message delivered by Lin Yuan and shook his head at the master Chengde Master who was sitting on the main seat.
There were several elders from Fuxi Mountain on the left and right sides, and they all frowned upon seeing this.
Manager Qian of Wansong Tower said: "I thought I was just going to Penglai to support demon slaying, but I didn't expect that two generals would be delayed. Jiang Yunchen and Zhao Yisu were unable to come back in time, and the registration for the Tianxing Competition ended in two days. I'm afraid We really need to consider replacing him.”
Ren Jinghua said: "Master Qian, you can directly change to a fourth-grade monk. Zhao Yisu's cultivation level has reached fifth-grade. Even if he comes back, he will not be able to participate in the fourth-grade competition."
Hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall fell silent for a moment, and all the elders had complicated expressions on their faces.
Fifth grade.
A person with C-level spiritual roots and no family background, who entered Fuxi Mountain less than fourteen years ago, has actually reached the fifth level!
Even when they heard about this speed of cultivation, they only felt more horrified than surprised, let alone outsiders?
Master Chengde: "Zhao Yisu has really reached the fifth level of cultivation?"
Ren Jinghua: "Yes, and it's a leapfrog promotion, mid-level fifth grade."
"This speed is only a little slower than Jiang Yunchen's natural spirit body. Could it be that Tianlei, who was a ninth-grade major cultivator, really had such a benefit on ordinary monks?" The speaker was Master Tingxi.
She was a sixth-grade Shuilinggen cultivator. She had wanted to take Zhao Yisu as her disciple at first, but she didn't take it. Later, she learned from the leader that Zhao Yisu had taken the token of her master Li Hantian, so she had nothing to say.
Another year later, Wansonglou sent news that Zhao Yisu had drawn a third-grade attack talisman that could be used by second-grade monks. As the only person among the sect's advanced practitioners who studied talismans, Master Tingxi naturally paid attention to this news, so he took back the talisman paper drawn by Zhao Yisu to study it. In addition, his cultivation level needed to be improved, so he stayed in seclusion for seven or eight years.
When she came out again, she heard that the female cultivator had changed from second grade to fifth grade. How could she not be surprised?
No, to be surprised is an understatement. It should be said to be horrifying.
Master Midang slapped the table: "If I had known that Thunder Tribulation was so effective, I would have asked my disciples to go up and chop it."
Everyone: "..."
Master Chengde: "Back to the topic. Since Zhao Yisu is already at the fifth level, Wansong Tower will prepare a new list and submit the quotas for the fourth level first. As for the quota for the fifth level... let's wait for two more days. "
There was worry in his eyes. The place where the two people disappeared was Beihai, and even if they sent people to look for them, they could not find them.
It doesn't matter if he can't catch up with the competition, but he is afraid of losing his life in Beihai, which is a loss that Fuxishan cannot bear.
A few people discussed a few other things, and suddenly someone came from outside Wenxin Pavilion to spread the news that the Tibetan Treasure Tower had been opened.
It is a long-standing tradition in Fuxi Mountain that third-level disciples enter the Tibetan Treasure Tower. Every year, there are disciples who reach the third level. These masters compete with each other every year, wondering whose disciple has climbed the highest floor, and who has climbed the highest floor. No matter which floor we climbed to, we were all looking forward to the news.
Zhao Yisu and Jiang Yunchen stayed in the tower for more than two years before climbing to the top. After them, there was no good news in the Tibetan Treasure Tower for a long time. This year has attracted special attention because there is a disciple who has been stranded in the pagoda for a long time, more than a year has passed.
What's even more special is that this disciple has a third-level spiritual root. Apart from his relatively well-to-do family, he doesn't have any special opportunities. Why did he stay there for so long?
The big bosses were no longer in the mood to discuss matters, so they all flashed in front of the Tibetan Treasure Tower.
When the people guarding the tower and the onlookers saw so many masters coming, they were all busy worshiping.
Master Chengde asked: "Where is the person who came out of the tower?"
The tower guard pointed to the corner and saw a baby-faced male cultivator leaning against the pillars of the Tibetan Treasure Tower. For some reason, the people close under his eyes, including the big bosses, were stunned just now. see.
As if sensing the presence of Gao Xiu, the disciple raised his eyelids and said exhaustedly: "Disciple Qianxing, I have met the leader and master."
"Qianxing." Master Chengde memorized the name and asked him: "Which floor have you climbed to?"
Qianxing replied: "My disciple is not talented, he is on the ninety-eighth level."
Everyone: "!!!!!"
Ninety-eight floors! It’s actually the ninety-eighth floor! !
Just one step away from the top!
What’s even more frightening is that he is only a third-class spiritual root!
A word from the star is tantamount to dropping a thunderbolt across the entire Fuxi Mountain!
Jiang Yunchen aspires to the top, but he is a born spirit;
Duanyang climbed to the ninety-ninth floor, but he was a genius in swordsmanship;
Wang Polu climbed to the ninety-fifth floor, but he was a physical genius;
Counting further back in history, the current leader has climbed to the ninetieth floor, and the previous master has climbed to the ninety-eighth floor... Which of these people is not a top-notch first-class spiritual root? Which one is not blessed with talents?
How could he be so virtuous and capable that he could climb to the ninety-eighth floor with a third-level spiritual talent?
Even Zhao Yisu, who was struck by lightning, only climbed to the ninetieth floor...
