Luo Tianxing shared some of the snacks on the table with him, but when he saw what Ren Zhaoye was thinking, he suddenly smiled. He shook his head and sighed resignedly.
In fact, he is a somewhat arrogant person at heart. Growing up, there was almost nothing he couldn't do or learn. Even though in the eyes of others he has been a loser who cannot practice cultivation for many years, and has practiced in vain for many years, Wen Renzhaoye always feels a sense of luck standing behind him in the dark. All the previous efforts are just accumulation. Waiting for him to one day break through the wind and waves and soar upward.
Only here in Luo Tianxing, sometimes he really felt that he owed this enemy in his previous life.
Luo Tianxing felt a little hairy for no reason.
At this moment, Wenren Zhaoye noticed a thin silver chain around her neck. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the necklace with a purple water jade.
He rubbed it gently, and the girl's body temperature was still on it.
Wenren Zhaoye gestured: "Did you buy a new one?"
Luo Tianxing replied: "This was given to me by Su Su, a well-known person."
After the last battle, Wenren Susu, who woke up from a coma, learned from the pain and began to study spiritual weapons day and night.
However, Wenren's family is located in a relatively remote border area of the empire. Let alone the spiritual weapon master, there are not even a few classics on spiritual weapons. It all depends on Wenren Susu's work behind closed doors. As a result, after several months, no one knows that it was a blind cat. Damn it, this girl is really talented, and she can actually develop something decent.
One of them is the necklace Luo Tianxing is wearing now.
This purple water jade chain can store three spiritual energies. When crushed when encountering an enemy, these three spiritual energies will merge into one and shoot out suddenly, and their power will be strengthened to several times its original value.
For example, Wenren Susu is currently on the third level of Qi training. She stores the spiritual energy in it, and when she releases it, it can be used as a full blow in the early stage of foundation building.
...Although it is not as powerful as the spiritual energy shot out by Luo Tianxing with a snap of his fingers.
Of course, Luo Tianxing did not say the above words in a rude manner. She felt his feelings and carried them with her every day.
Wenren Zhaoye nodded, released his hand holding the necklace, and gestured: "It looks good."
Yunlin walked into the school at this time. All the disciples became quiet and Luo Tianxing also turned back. Yunlin's eyes swept across the entire school building. When he saw the snacks piled up on Luo Tianxing's table, he paused slightly, pretending he didn't see them, and started teaching directly.
Since the last battle, Yunlin has owed a lot to Luo Tianxing and has indulged her in all the little things in life.
On the contrary, Luo Tianxing was very measured. Seeing that class was about to start, he took the initiative to pack up these irrelevant things.
The seat next to her was always empty.
After school, before the group of people surrounded Luo Tianxing, Wenren Zhaoye patted Luo Tianxing's shoulder gently.
Luo Tianxing just woke up, yawned and looked back at him, "What's wrong?"
Wenren Zhaoye asked as usual, "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
In the past, he would ask this question. If Luo Tianxing had nothing to do, he would go to the back mountain or the martial arts stone room to practice or practice swordsmanship.
Luo Tianxing's answer today was slightly different from the past. She said relaxedly: "Yes, the sect's general election will start in more than a month. You must win against Wen Renxiao, otherwise I will still have to hold you back." Nose will arrange a martial art for him."
As soon as she finished speaking, a group of boys and girls gathered around and said in a hurry: "Sister Tianxing, my eldest brother said that the competition stage for the clan election has been set up. Let's go and have a look."
"Yes, yes, let's go take a look together. I heard that our clan has decorated a lot of things, and the changes have been huge!"
"Hey, have you heard about which sects are coming to this sect election..."
Wen Renzhaoye was blocked by these people. Seeing this, he didn't say anything more. He bypassed the crowd and left the school building.
Luo Tianxing smiled and chatted with the disciples, and made an appointment to see the venue for the sect's general election. Before walking out of the school, she glanced at the empty seat next to her.
Wenren Susu didn't come to school today.
It was not only the Wen family that had changed due to this sect election, but the small Yunqi City, the entire Hongguang Empire, and even the hearts of the five continents were affected by an invisible thin thread. But at this time, it was still No one has noticed yet.
In Yunqi City, the Zhou Mansion was massacred overnight.
The news spread throughout the city overnight, and the whole city was shocked. It was unknown which immortal master the Zhou family had offended.
No one knew who the murderer was, and what kind of blood feud led to such a murder. No one noticed, but a young man with gray hair was sitting at a street wine stall, listening to them discuss this tragic incident with a smile.
Hongguang Empire, inside Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
As an elite disciple, Wenren Xiuxiu is about to accompany the elder of Xiaoxiang Pavilion to Wenren's house to select outstanding cultivators in the clan.
At this time, she was not proud of returning home in fine clothes. She held an ordinary letter from home in her hand, but the content made her uneasy.
Just because the last line of the letter mentioned in an understatement that if Su Su, the Wenren, failed to be elected by the clan in the clan election, the family had already chosen a husband for her. Although the man was older, he had a good family background. After she got married, she could also help her third brother Wenren Chengyu. It was a good match for anyone.
...Only no one asked Wenren Susu what he meant.
The disciples who were accompanying her were already urging her to leave as soon as possible. Wenren Xiuxiu closed the letter, with a look of worry on her face, and walked into the teleportation formation to the Wenren clan.
Outside the Wen Human Race, a guest from afar from the West Wuliang Prefecture finally arrived at the gate.
It was a curly-haired young man in loose black clothes. He put his hands behind his head and looked quite lazy. His appearance is exquisite, especially his unforgettable blue eyes. These pupils are so green that they seem to drip green liquid in the blink of an eye.
Pedestrians were coming and going all around, all of them practitioners with some foundation in Qi training. He turned into a black cat with blue eyes and walked in swaggeringly.
"It's finally here, meow."
Snapped--
There was a clear sound of falling, and Yun Wumeng held the black piece in his hand and fell into the white piece.
Opposite her sat a young man in a brocade shirt with red lips and white teeth. He had a very good appearance, with raised long eyebrows, clear eyes, and a hint of youthful arrogance in the slightly raised corners of his lips.
But his mind seemed not to be on the chessboard at all. He looked around and asked, "Where is Yunxian?"
"Don't you know how fragile her body is? She has been ill again these days and has been in bed to recuperate." Yun Wumeng saw that he was not making a move, so he reminded her: "He Xiaowensheng, you have to concentrate on playing chess."
This young man is none other than He Xiaodu, who is known as Dongzhou's Little Literary Sage. Luo Tianxing's good calligraphy skills were trained by him, and he can also be regarded as half of her master in literature.
"Really? How come I heard that a Yunzhou secretly left the clan two days ago?" He Xiaodu snorted twice, "I think she went to pick up my stupid--"
Before he finished speaking, Yun Wumeng looked at him sharply. He Xiaoli, whose mind was spinning very fast, immediately changed his words and said: "My innocent and lovely little apprentice will be back soon. I haven't seen you for a long time. It's really weird. I don't know what she is." What happened to the article that was like a flood of water released by my hands?"
He seemed to feel uncomfortable even if he didn't say anything mean to others. Yun Wumeng didn't bother to argue with him. She remained silent and concentrated on playing chess.
He Xiaodu's face turned serious, "This time Luo Tianxing's location is exposed, you just send one Yunxian there, that's not enough."
Yun Wumeng ignored him and concentrated on studying the chess game. However, the more she calculated the direction of the chess game, the more she realized that she had almost no chance of winning.
She refused to surrender and was still silently thinking about a way to break the situation.
Old God He Xiaodu said, "Several remnants who escaped from the Yun family in the past have already formed an alliance. Yun Jingchai is just a pawn to explore the way. The real killing move is still behind. If you don't have a back-up plan, I’m afraid I’m going to lose everything.”
Yun Wumeng was a little irritable, "How can there be so many people in the clan who can be mobilized? We are still very busy investigating traitors. If Yunlin and Yunxian can't pick up Luo Tianxing... Then I think we should just Don’t even come back.”
He Xiaodu did not comment, dropped the white piece, and cut off the big dragon on Yun Wumeng's chessboard while talking and laughing.
After he finished, he glanced at Yun Wumeng quite provocatively, with a hint of "If you don't listen to me, you will be finished" in his smile.
The next moment, a sunspot hit the center of his head with great precision, knocking He Xiaodu off his back.
Yun Wumeng sat leisurely. She supported her face with one hand and played with the sunspot in her hand with the other. She looked at He Xiaodu who got up from the ground with a smile.
"It's good that you won, but you deserve to be good at chess. Who calls you the little literary saint?" Yun Wumeng raised his red lips and chuckled: "And I am the leader of the clan. Outside of the chess game, we can Let’s bet on who is going to die.”
He Xiaodu, whose brocade shirt was in a mess, managed to climb out of the overturned stool. The corners of his eyes were red with anger. His calm demeanor just now was completely shattered by this chess piece.
Unfortunately, he didn't dare to say anything, so he gave a thumbs up and said: "Okay, you are awesome, let's do it again!"
After hearing about Xiao Xiaowen's family, people from all walks of life gathered here.
The wind rises at the end of Qingping, and the waves form between gentle waves.
In the Wenren clan, Wenren Zhaoye, who was sitting cross-legged by the waterfall, opened his eyes.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered around him, like an endless trickling river. He touched his palms and gathered the energy in his Dantian. The violent or gentle spiritual energy was absorbed by his meridians, forcing out some impurities in his body. , making the already handsome face even more outstanding.
Eight levels of Qi training.
After half a year of hard training, from a mortal who has not yet entered the body to a foundation-builder, anyone who sees such a talent will call it terrifying.
But it's not enough.
Wen Renzhaoye opened his palms and closed them tightly, feeling the full strength in his body. He heard that Wen Renxiao, who had reached the ninth level of Qi training half a year ago, was now working on foundation building and had been in seclusion for more than a month.
At this time, he was not wearing a shirt, revealing his strong upper body, and the giant ink-colored python was still staring at the position of his heart.
After Wen Renzhao briefly washed himself at night, he picked up the clothes on the shore and walked out of the forest.
When passing a big tree, he stopped and looked up.
On the branch, Luo Tianxing, who was taking a nap, felt something and opened his eyes slightly.
She raised her right arm and made a slight stroke in the sky, as if she was describing something breaking through the clouds in the sky and drawing out a long thin line.
The breeze blew by, stirring the leaves, and the falling sunlight zigzagged in the forest. Luo Tianxing gave it a gentle squeeze and stretched out his hand to grab an inch of sunlight.
"Breakthrough?"
Wenren Zhaoye nodded.
Today, the clan will conduct the last assessment of their current generation of disciples, and matters related to the sect’s election will also be announced by the elders after the assessment.
It was exactly half a year since the last cultivation test when Wen Renxiao made a bet.
Luo Tianxing turned over and jumped down from the tree, landing next to him, smiling: "Let's go!"
The sect general election is about to begin.
