Cheng Ling returned to Zhuyin Pavilion after a year's absence. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wu Chenlong standing in the front yard miserable, crying with runny nose and tears: "Boss, you are so unloyal. As soon as you leave, Just one year, just leave me alone here and go to jail!"
Cheng Ling laughed, looked up and down, and said: "Yes, this year has not been wasted, and the cultivation has been promoted to the late Yuanying stage! Didn't I leave you a lot of resources? Even if you don't go out, you can still practice in the pavilion. There has been considerable progress.”
Wu Chenlong looked solemn and said: "Boss, although those monks surrounded Zhuyin Pavilion for a month and then dispersed, there were several waves of people coming to see you later. A while ago, I was threatened when I went out to buy pills! "
Cheng Ling's eyes turned cold and he asked, "Oh? Who are they?"
"People from the Liu family, people from the Cheng family, and Song Duan, the most important thing is Cheng Maofa!"
"Cheng Maofa? I didn't expect that even he was here. They didn't care about you, did they?"
"Fortunately, Miss Yiyi was with me at the time and didn't do anything to me, but her words were very unpleasant."
Cheng Ling said calmly: "It doesn't matter, the inner sect competition will be held in three days. Let's settle the accounts together then!"
Wu Chenlong said happily: "Boss, what level of cultivation have you reached now? Are you sure you can defeat them?"
"I haven't fought it yet, so I don't know!"
"By the way, Brother Jian has been here several times in the past few days, but you haven't come back. It seems like this time has come."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ban outside Zhuyin Pavilion started to fluctuate. Cheng Ling waved his hand to open the ban, and saw Jian Yinghao, Bai Yiyi, and Gu Youlan standing outside the door.
Seeing Cheng Ling, Jian Yinghao finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Cheng, you are finally back. I was worried that you would miss the competition."
Cheng Ling chuckled and said, "Since I promised Brother Jian, I will come back naturally. Senior Sister Yiyi and Youlan, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"
Bai Yiyi puffed up her little face and said, "It's true that you didn't even say hello when you were leaving, and it lasted a year. After all, we have been through life and death together. Tell me where you went to fool around!"
Gu Youlan stared at him closely, as if Cheng Ling would disappear as soon as she closed her eyes.
Jian Yinghao saw it and sighed in his heart.
Cheng Ling smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't I tell Brother Jian that I wanted to go back to pay homage to my master? How can I be considered fooling around?"
Wu Chenlong smoothed things over and said: "Okay, okay, isn't the boss back? Sister Yiyi, please stop complaining. Don't stand around. Sit down and let's chat together. What is going on in this inner sect competition?" Talk to us.”
The four of them sat down in the pavilion in the front yard. Cheng Ling asked Jian Yinghao: "Brother Jian, what is the process of this inner sect competition? You can introduce it to us."
Jian Yinghao seemed to be in a daze, just bowing his head in deep thought. Cheng Ling was slightly surprised and looked at Bai Yiyi inquiringly.
Bai Yiyi said: "The inner sect competition covers a wide range of areas. Not only the inner sect disciples, but also core disciples, direct disciples, and court attendants can participate."
Cheng Ling nodded. Jian Yinghao had mentioned this situation before.
Bai Yiyi continued: "Because there are too many people participating in the competition, it is naturally impossible for every disciple to compete. Therefore, the academy has set up three levels of the competition."
"What are the three levels of the competition?" Wu Chenlong interjected and asked.
"The first level of the competition is the elimination round. All participating disciples must enter a secret realm in Shiwanda Mountain and be divided into three groups to enter. There is a clearance token in the secret realm. Only by getting the clearance token can you pass. The clearance order The total number of cards is one thousand, which means that in the knockout round,
One thousand places! "
"How many disciples are participating?"
"Generally speaking, only disciples in the late Nascent Soul stage will sign up to participate, and everyone below that stage is self-aware. But even so, there are hundreds of thousands of disciples participating."
Wu Chenlong took a breath and said, "If hundreds of thousands of disciples take one thousand, the elimination rate is really terrifying."
"After the knockout round, there will be an arena competition, which will be divided into ten arenas for duel. The top ten in each arena will enter the third round. The third round is the ranking competition. This is the ranking of the top 100 core disciples in the academy!"
At this time, Jian Yinghao came back to his senses, glanced at Cheng Ling, and said: "This is the situation of the inner sect competition. With Brother Jian's strength, he can easily enter the ranking competition. As for Brother Wu, it depends on luck." ”
"Okay, Yiyi, Youlan, you go back first! I have some things I want to discuss with Brother Cheng."
Bai Yiyi pouted. After all, she didn't dare to disobey the sword-wielding hero too much, so she and Gu Youlan left first. Cheng Ling winked at Wu Chenlong, who also entered the attic. Under the pavilion in the front yard, only Jian Yinghao and Cheng Ling were left.
Cheng Ling asked: "Brother Jian, as soon as we met, I felt that you seemed to have something to say. With our relationship, is there any hesitation?"
Jian Yinghao sighed and said, "This matter is a little tricky. My mother wants to see you!"
Cheng Ling was startled and asked, "Your mother? Why do you want to see me?"
"Come on, you'll find out when you get there!" Jian Yinghao stood up and left Zhuyin Pavilion first without saying anything.
Cheng Ling was confused, but after all, Jian Yinghao's mother was the elder, so there was no reason for her to come to Zhuyin Pavilion, so she could only follow Jian Yinghao.
The two of them shuttled all the way and gradually walked towards the back mountain. Later, I got farther and farther away from the academy, until I came to a quiet valley.
In the valley, the environment is very beautiful, with pavilions, lakes and pavilions. The aura in the valley is very rich, and there are many precious flowers and plants planted around it. They grow very luxuriantly, and the gentle breeze brings wisps of fragrance.
Cheng Ling followed Jian Yinghao and turned around a porch. There was a quiet courtyard in front of him. Jian Yinghao stood in front of the courtyard, bowed and said, "Mom, I brought him here!"
"come in!"
A pleasant voice sounded, but it seemed a little cold and a little sad! Weeping and complaining, I feel like I want to hold the other person in my arms and love him wantonly!
Cheng Ling was secretly surprised, what kind of person was Jian Yinghao's mother? Just listening to the sound makes people's hearts throb.
Jian Yinghao glanced at Cheng Ling and whispered, "Be careful what you say later."
Cheng Ling was stunned, what happened? It seems that I haven't offended her. He suddenly acted so cautiously, as if he was going for an interview.
He followed Jian Yinghao in and soon came to a hall. The hall is not big, only a few dozen square meters. Directly in front, a portrait hangs. The portrait shows a man with his back on his back, carrying a sheathed sword on his back. The whole person is like a sharp sword, sharp and tough!
Below the portrait, there is another sword rest holding a long sword. In front of the sword, a woman was wearing a gray robe, sitting on a futon with her back turned.
The woman had a wooden hairpin stuck in her head, and her long hair fell to the ground like a waterfall. Cheng Ling secretly praised that this long hair was smooth and smooth, and it was many times better than the hair in modern advertisements. Looking at the back, even though the gray robe is very wide, the body inside the robe feels so curvy and absolutely stunning!
Jian Yinghao came behind the woman and called, "Mom!" and stood aside without speaking.
The woman slowly turned around, and a beautiful face appeared in front of Cheng Ling's eyes.
Her face is a typical oval face, and it is evenly distributed. An increase is too much, and a decrease is too little. The two willow eyebrows are like swords, but they are still soft and graceful, but have a bit more heroic spirit.
Under the long eyelashes, a pair of dark eyes are like stars in the sky, twinkling and flickering, making people reluctant to leave. The straight bridge of the nose and the two lips are slightly red. They do not look coquettish, but are very attractive, making people want to kiss her. Xiangze.
The gray robe restrained her upper body and could not block her slender neck. Two strands of hair fell to her chest, slightly bulging. Somehow, there seemed to be a chill on her body, and she felt very weak and lovable!
Cheng Ling almost stopped breathing. He had never seen such a woman in his life! If the Bai Suzhen I saw for the first time back then was wild, coquettish, and soul-stirring; then when I see this woman now, she is elegant, cold, and lovable!
Her eyes moved slightly, she looked Cheng Ling up and down, and asked, "Are you Cheng Ling?"
Cheng Ling came to his senses, bowed and replied: "Yes, disciple pays homage to the senior!"
"My name is Jian Fengshuang, you don't need to call me senior!" the woman said calmly.
Cheng Ling hesitated. He didn't know what to call him. It was obviously inappropriate to call him by his first name. He couldn't call him senior, so what should he call him?
Jian Yinghao glanced at him and said to Jian Fengshuang: "Mom, Brother Cheng has only been in the inner sect for a short time, and he doesn't know many things."
Jian Fengshuang nodded calmly and said: "Today, I asked you to come here because of Youlan!"
"Senior Sister Youlan? What happened to her?" Cheng Ling asked in confusion.
"I want you to marry Youlan!"
"What!" Cheng Ling was startled and asked in surprise: "Senior, why is this so? Senior Sister Youlan and I are just good friends, how can we rush into marriage?"
After saying that, he looked at Jian Yinghao, trying to see the clues in his eyes.
Jian Yinghao shook his head and smiled bitterly, but did not speak!
"You don't want to? Is Youlan still not worthy of you?"
"This...! Senior, it's not that Senior Sister Youlan is not worthy of me, it's just that I don't want to get married yet. I still have many things to complete."
Jian Fengshuang stared at him closely and said coldly: "If you don't want to, then I have no choice but to kill you!"
After saying that, a soaring sword power emanated from his body, and the temperature of the entire hall suddenly dropped dozens of times, as if he had entered an ice cellar.
Cheng Ling's chest shook violently. He was caught off guard and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His own sword power also spurted out, stubbornly resisting the opponent's sword power.
Jian Yinghao was anxious and said hurriedly: "Mom, if you have anything to say, Brother Cheng is not that kind of person. He is of great help to our Kendo Academy!"
But Jian Fengshuang ignored it and pressed towards Cheng Ling with a surging sword force.
Cheng Ling struggled to resist, but her sword power was actually slightly better than the master of the Kendo Academy. He couldn't bear it any longer, and his 60% peak sword energy was activated, like a long sword soaring into the sky, cutting through the surging sword energy in front of him, and the entire roof of the hall was instantly overturned by the colliding sword energy.
Jian Yinghao was shocked, looked at Cheng Ling in disbelief, and murmured: "Sixty... sixty percent, sixty percent peak sword power. Brother Cheng, you are so surprising, mother, please hurry up stop!"
Jian Fengshuang's eyes turned cold, and she said calmly: "Yes, at such a young age, I have raised my sword intention to 60% of the peak. But it's a pity that if I want to kill you, I can only do so in a single thought."
After saying that, he stretched out two slender fingers and pointed towards Cheng Ling. In an instant, Cheng Ling felt as if his sword intention had entered a cage, and his whole body was bound by iron chains, unable to break out at all!
