"Yes, the eldest sister is very strong. At that time, she...well...I guess because you were the first person who could resist her...voice."
Long Qingdi explained intermittently, as if she had been organizing appropriate words, but the timidity in her tone was no longer the same as before, as if as long as Long Fushi was not around, she would still be the quirky and slightly cunning person. A young girl.
At the same time, the disciple sent by Qin Yun strode forward, gave a very standard peer salute to Long Fu Shi, and said politely:
"Qin Liangyi, a disciple of Qingxu Tianjian Qingfeng, has met Fellow Daoist Long."
"Fellow Daoist Qin is polite."
Long Fushi's behavior was also calm and generous, which seemed to have eased the tense atmosphere.
"Fellow Daoist Dragon, with all due respect, it was your followers who provoked you first, and we no longer care about it. But now that you are so aggressive, your sect may not support you. It is better to stop earlier to avoid harming your harmony."
"Hey, I thought this man named Qin was also a domineering master, but I didn't expect that he would also use the tactic of paying homage first and then attacking?"
The second young master couldn't help but complain.
As Qin Liangyi said, if you think about it from another perspective, Qin Yun's anger and what he did are actually not too excessive. After all, from a certain perspective, Long Fushi is indeed "provoking" the majesty of Qingxu Tian.
"Little friend Qingyun, do you need me to talk to the person in charge here?"
Ding Fengyuan and others had offered to help before, but Mingyu did not deliberately stop the fight between Yan Nanzhi and Alian, and even Yao Mengxun said it was okay.
But now things are gradually developing towards an end. Long Fushi is only around the seventh level of Yuanhua Realm, and Danchen seems to have no intention of stopping it. Mingyu can't help but kindly remind him.
But at this time, Yao Mengxun, who had been silent until now, suddenly said calmly:
"Senior Ming, I see Sister Fu Shi is calm and relaxed, and full of confidence in her heart. I think this battle will be easy for her."
Although her face was covered with gauze like Long Fushi, her calm smile made Qingyun feel as if she had taken a big reassurance.
Yes, Yao Mengxun's intentions are not wrong, and Long Qingcheng will never let him down.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior. Fu Shi always makes a decision before taking action and never does anything uncertain. She is confident, so I should have even more confidence in her."
Hearing this, although Mingyu nodded calmly and agreed, in fact, he was not optimistic about Long Fu Shi.
As the highest ranking figure among the elders of the outer sect of the Immortal Sword Sect, he knows very well what the ninth level of the Yuan Hua Realm is.
When facing monks who are both at the Yuanhua Realm and even at the eighth level of the Yuanhua Realm, they often feel a sense of invincible frustration when facing monks at the ninth level.
Although it has not yet transformed, it will emerge soon.
This is not only the oppression from the soul that is about to take shape, but also a general trend that seems to be pulled by power and is unstoppable.
The same is true for Guiling Ninth Level Heaven.
It's a pity that even though everyone except Qingyun and the others felt that Long Fushi would definitely lose this battle, his quiet and composed softness did not give the onlookers the slightest chance to rejoice in his misfortune.
Long Fushi was unmoved by Qin Liangyi's "persuasion to surrender" and ignored him. Instead, he turned to look at where Qingyun and others were not far away, and then nodded gently.
Everyone, including Qingyun, was a little confused, but after a moment, Long Qingdi suddenly screamed and quickly covered his mouth.
"Hebai, I...I'll go over there."
"Qingdi you..."
The black-faced boy had just finished speaking when Long Qingdi took three steps and two steps at a time, and jumped up to Long Fushi.
Her jacket and shawl danced in the wind, breaking up her previous composure and solemnity and adding a bit of playfulness.
As the word eldest sister was softly called out, the Qingdi girl became timid again.
"Haha, Ran Mo is not here, so you can take care of the cloak for me first."
"Yes... Qingdi obeys the order."
The slightly bowed body trembled slightly, and she took Long Fushi's blood-red cloak with both hands.
Somehow, after many years, after seeing her eldest sister this time, Long Qingdi felt that the fear in her heart seemed to be magnified a thousand times.
Still so intellectual and gentle, Long Fu's poem is still the same Long Fu's poem, but it seems to be different.
After handing over the cloak, Long Fushi quickly took it out from the hidden bag inside and put on a pair of gold and nephrite gloves.
"Qingdi, why are you so afraid of me?"
Without the cloak, her figure looked even thinner, and the plum branches on her brocade clothes also looked slender. Fortunately, a pair of well-fitting nephrite gloves added a different kind of heroism to her charm.
"Sister..."
Long Qingdi was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say. She hadn't seen her eldest sister in such a state for many years.
"Haha, you have done very well over the years. The head of the family and I often mention you in our letters. He Bai is a young genius with great potential. I hope you can take advantage of him for the sake of the Long family."
This sound directly resounded in Long Qingdi's heart, making her eyes tremble, and then her body immediately straightened up, and the fear in her eyes disappeared.
"Yes, eldest sister! Qingdi will definitely live up to the family's expectations!"
As his figure straightened up, Long Qingdi's voice became more passionate, dragging his cloak, he left the school grounds very valiantly.
However, she did not return to Hebai. Instead, she stopped at the nearest edge of the school boundary, as if she planned to wait for the battle to end.
Long Fushi nodded with satisfaction, and then slowly took off the gauze scarf on his face, revealing a soft and beautiful face that could make any member of the opposite sex desire protection, stunning everyone.
"Fellow Daoist Qin has been waiting for a long time, let's get started."
Hearing this, Qin Liangyi nodded calmly and stopped making unnecessary persuasion.
Qin Liangyi had already guessed about the beauty of the delicate woman in front of him, but her eyes were very clear and showed no sign of wavering or lust. This made Long Fushi couldn't help but look at him.
"please."
"please."
While the two reached out to signal each other, Long Fushi took out an exquisite and gorgeous jade flute from the back of his waistband, while Qin Liangyi pulled out his unsheathed sword.
When the monk in charge of Zhijing Cave Heaven reopened the formation barrier, the two of them retreated at the same time!
"Qin Liangyi is quite cautious."
When the battle began, everyone watched quietly with Qingyun as the center. Yao Pofeng was a talkative and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"That's right. He doesn't despise the realm of poetry at all. He does have some determination."
Qingyun nodded in agreement.
While speaking, he couldn't help but look around and found that even though Alian and Yao Mengxun were no longer in danger due to the increase in their allies, the Zhizhengtang group had no intention of leaving.
Especially Ding Fengyuan, he always felt that the other party seemed to be looking at this place from time to time, and he didn't know whether he was looking at himself or Yao Ershao and the others.
"Mengxun, Sister Fu Shi and Qin Liangyi of Qing Xu Tian both retreated. They both drew their weapons. Wow, Sister Fu Shi's weapon is actually her jade flute!"
Alian dutifully acted as the commentator for Yao Mengxun.
At this time, Qingyun suddenly received a spiritual message from Yan Nanzhi not far away.
"Brother Xiaoyun is sorry. I didn't know things would develop like this. I will beg Senior Brother Danchen later to let him stop the competition."
Hearing this, Qingyun did not respond, but shook his head without any trace.
Not to mention that he would never interfere with Long's decision to write poems without authorization. Looking at Dan Chen's interesting attitude, Qingyun felt that if Yan Nanzhi really spoke, there might be another incident.
Let’s talk about the stage.
At the beginning of the battle, Long Fushi and Qin Liangyi were not in a hurry to test each other, but retreated in unison.
Qin Liangyi's unsheathed long sword looked inconspicuous at first glance, but once he held it in his hand, it appeared extremely slender, and when he swung it, it was almost as long as his body.
If the blade of the sword didn't have any twists and turns, it would be somewhat similar to the snake-shaped sword used by Feng Yuexian under the pseudonym Jiang Yi.
However, the long sword seems to have overlapping and spreading water patterns on the blade, as if it has been forged thousands of times, and the blade is like autumn frost, which adds a sense of chill to the sword.
The hilt of this sword is also much slender than ordinary swords. Because it is held by Qin Liangyu, it is difficult to see the formation carvings. However, the long sword has no tassels, and the end of the hilt is inlaid with something similar to spiritual jade. The gems made it even bigger, adding a bit of nobility to the previous chill.
It can be said that the ordinary Qin Liangyi used a very strange sword. It seems inconsistent at first glance, but if you appreciate it a little, you can taste a different kind of harmony.
On the other hand, the weapon she used in Long Fu Shi was the jade flute that she couldn't put down.
Qingyun and the others knew to some extent that this was her usual weapon, but they had almost never seen her use it to defend against enemies, so they didn't understand the power of the jade flute.
However, he had heard Young Master Yu mention that the jade flute that Long Fu Shi held in her hand was a pair, both of which were made by Feng Ziyu's father, the master of weapon refining, Feng Yuqian.
It was when she was leaving the Long family that year that Feng Yuqian learned that his daughter had learned good flute playing skills from Long Fushi. In order to thank him for taking care of him, he simply gave these two jade flutes to her and his beloved daughter respectively. , to witness the deep sisterhood between the two.
According to Yu Shao, her jade flute is named Qingmeng, while Long Wu's poem is named Xinghe. The two are very similar in shape, both are seven-hole jade flutes carved into bamboo joints.
If you look carefully, you will see the lines of bamboo leaves flowing between the clouds and waves, perfectly combining elegance and mystery.
It even shimmers with green light when played at night, which is very luxurious and deeply loved by the two sisters.
When Qingyun first met Feng Ziyu, she used the jade flute to clear her dreams and caught his attention from a distance.
The only difference between the two jade flutes is the fringe at the end. Long Fushi chose his favorite bright red color, while Feng Ziyu chose an off-white color similar to the flute body.
Xinghe and Qingmeng are both about two feet long, shorter than ordinary swords, and slightly longer than Yao Qishang's double-edged swords. They were refined by Feng Yuqian from Lianzhou's unique wall stone.
Ding Ding~: The design of the weapon has actually been in place for a long time, but the image of Long Fu Shi in my design is not that kind of combatant, and he really doesn’t like fighting, so I have been putting it off until now.
