"Brother Chu."
Ling Mingzi walked up to Chu Feng.
Looking at Ling Mingzi, who was a head younger than him, Chu Feng couldn't help but touched his head and whispered: "What's wrong?"
Ling Mingzi curled his lips and said, "It's so boring. I'm here to play with you."
When Ling Mingzi pouted, Chu Feng took a closer look at his face. He was indeed handsome, but he didn't look like a boy at all. He had fair skin, light eyebrows, almond-like eyes, and a small nose and small mouth. ...too delicate.
Maybe it's because he's still young and hasn't opened it yet. Chu Feng plans to cultivate his masculinity later.
Men just have to be fierce!
Touching Ling Mingzi's head.
Chu Feng sighed, it felt so good. He really wanted to "rub the dog's head in anger".
Forcibly suppressing his thoughts, Chu Feng said: "This kind of occasion is indeed a bit boring. Let's go to the side to enjoy the shade under the shade of a tree."
But there are no stools to sit in the shade, and the view is not good.
Chu Feng simply took Ling Mingzi and climbed up the tree.
The two sat on a relatively thick tree trunk. Chu Feng took out a handful of fruits and placed them in Ling Mingzi's hand.
This made Ling Mingzi's eyes light up.
"There's no one who doesn't bring melons and fruits to watch the fun." Chu Feng laughed and casually put his arm on Ling Mingzi's shoulders.
This made his body tremble.
"What, is this young man so sensitive? Just like a girl." Chu Feng was startled.
"No...no, hahaha, I'm just not used to it." Ling Mingzi said with a smile and began to eat the fruits in his hands.
——
After Ye Guangcheng finished talking a lot of nonsense...
Above the martial arts arena, a big bell was rung.
A loud bell sounded everywhere.
The triennial sect competition has begun, and it is also an opportunity for many low-level disciples to meet the sect's big shots.
Looking down at the martial arts arena, there are more than twenty square and square competition stages.
There is an elder with golden elixir cultivation in every two competition stages, who is responsible for the rules and the safety of the disciples during the competition.
After all, they are all disciples who have worked hard to train them using the sect's resources. It would be a loss if a few of them died during the competition.
These Jindan elders were originally in charge of the sect's scripture collection pavilion, law enforcement hall, elixir garden and other places, and they were arranged to come over to help during the competition.
They looked calm and sat cross-legged, waiting for the competition between these juniors.
The first to start the competition were the outer sect disciples. There were more than 900 internal and external sect disciples on the field, but only those from the middle to the peak stage of Qi training participated in the competition. So there are only more than 400 people.
More than four hundred people! The twenty competition stages are divided into several rounds of knockout rounds, and the first round of competition will last twenty rounds.
The competition adopts the simplest method of drawing lots.
Some disciples were clearly in the top 20, but they were directly eliminated in the first round when they met the favorites to win the championship. There was nothing they could do about it.
On the road to immortality, luck is also part of strength! You can't go far without luck.
The competition is in full swing.
The disciples from the same peak were cheering and shouting for their senior brothers and sisters under the competition stage. The scene was very lively.
"Looking at the young and energetic young people, Ziguang Sect has a promising future."
Sect leader Ye Guangcheng smiled slightly. His voice was not loud, but every disciple could hear it.
This made all the disciples present feel that they were being watched, and their blood surged with excitement, and the mana in their bodies surged.
"Elder Kuhan, what do you think?" Ye Guangcheng looked at Taoist Kuhan and asked.
Ku Han smiled slightly: "Very good, very good."
As long as Chu Feng is here, the Purple Light Sect will be forever green, not to mention the sun in Dongxuan Province. Whether the sect is strong or not depends not on the number of disciples, but on how many high-level monks there are, and how many quasi-high-level monks there are...
After looking around for a long time, Chu Feng and his disciple Ling Mingzi could not be seen. Kuhan could only feel the breath.
I found the two of them hiding on the tree in the corner, licking fruits. It was really leisurely.
And he has to deal with all kinds of entertainment here, and all the peak masters and elders come to chat with him...
Sometimes it is also a mistake for people to be too good. Who can let oneself be an alchemist, a formation master, a weapon refiner, or a fortune teller...
And his cultivation is not bad.
Kuhan smiled bitterly.
"Brother Chu, who do you think can win between the two of them?" Ling Mingzi asked, pointing to a competition platform.
One of the two disciples on the stage is at the sixth level of Qi training at Da Mingfeng, and the other is at the seventh level of Qi training at Baijufeng.
"It should... be from Daming Peak." Chu Feng replied. Although this Da Ming Peak disciple is at a lower level than the Baiju Peak disciple.
But many times winning or losing is not determined by the realm.
Just like him, he could compete with Lin Xiaoxia at the second level of Qi training...
Even now the disciple of Daming Peak has fallen into a disadvantage.
But he still felt that the disciple of Daming Peak would win.
"Why, it is obvious that the disciple of Baijufeng has stronger magic power and can wield a broadsword well, and he has the upper hand in the current situation." Ling Mingzi expressed his opinion.
Chu Feng explained: "Because this disciple of Daming Peak said early this morning that he would fight ten."
Ling Mingzi:......
"What? You don't believe it! I just said he can win. I'm pretty good at judging people."
At the end of the battle, this Da Ming Peak disciple's mana was exhausted. Even though he was beaten with blood all over his body, he just didn't know how to lose.
He blushed and shouted: "If you can, beat me to death! Come on!"
In the end, Baijufeng's disciple took the initiative to admit defeat, fearing that he would really be beaten to death!
Chu Feng gave a thumbs up in admiration, he is a character!
Long face!
He should have a name.
Chu Feng recalled his name, which he had read when Xiang Dong called his name in the morning.
His name is...Su Zian.
"Look, he won! I was right. Xiao Lingming, you are still young and the road is still long. I eat more salt than you eat rice, hahahaha..." Chu Feng patted Lingming. Akiko's shoulders, her tone was serious at first...but then she couldn't help but burst out laughing proudly.
Ling Mingzi was speechless.
Su Zian was carried off the competition stage.
Since the death of Su Zian, the disciples of Daming Peak have become more bloody, each one more desperate than the other.
Everyone was most afraid of meeting the disciples of Da Ming Peak. In the end, the elder in charge of the scene stopped this behavior.
As long as a disciple tries his best, the result of the competition will be announced directly.
…
In fact, most of the competitions between outer disciples are really not interesting.
Looking at Chu Feng, I felt a little bored.
Out of boredom, Chu Feng rested his head on Ling Mingzi's legs, raised his feet on the branches, and lay half-lying like this.
The sunlight cast light and shadow on his face through the dense leaves, and the breeze blew his hair lightly, which made him feel particularly comfortable.
The breeze is not dry, the sun is just right, and my thighs are soft.
It's a pity that it's the legs of this young man Ling Mingzi. It would be better if they were Lin Xiaoxia's...
With his eyes closed, Chu Feng felt a little sleepy, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.
Ling Mingzi didn't dare to move for fear of waking Chu Feng.
He just watched quietly...
At this moment, Taoist Kuhan came.
Seeing Chu Feng lying on Ling Mingzi's lap, he wanted to say something.
Ling Mingzi raised a finger and put it in front of her lips.
"Shh-"
