Cangqing's eyes sparkled, and she took it with her sword. Her white clothes fluttered with the wind, like a lotus blooming.
A female disciple of the Lianxing Sword Sect was uneasy and nervously asked the person next to her, "Can Senior Brother Cangqing break this move?"
She clasped her hands together and prayed silently, staring unblinkingly at the advanced sword moves on the ring.
The person next to him pursed his lips slightly and said, "It must be possible, Senior Brother Cangqing is so powerful."
Everyone in Zhenshan, although the spirit stone suppressed Cangqing, deep down in their hearts still hoped that Duzhou could defeat Cangqing's sword style.
As for the spirit stones, they have already made so much anyway, so what does it matter if they lose a little?
Fu Zhu lowered his eyes and looked at San Qing who was squatting on the ground, "You can go collect the spirit stones."
After this move, the winner should be decided.
Sanqing stood up with a "choke", and with a nimble body, he got into the dark crowd and found the betting point with ease.
Zhao Zhiying's sharp eyes saw Sanqing holding the spirit stone happily, and he was going to go to find her and return the spirit stone first. However, the crowd was so crowded that he couldn't get through after a long time, and Sanqing had already left.
Forget it, just pay her back later.
The shorter San Qing, of course, did not see Zhao Zhiying. She happily ran back to her place and gave the girl a small bag, "Fu Zhu, this is the spiritual stone I give you in return."
Fu Zhu didn't open the bag to look at it, but threw it directly into his storage bag.
There were several small sects in the next competition. Fu Zhu didn't know much about them, but she didn't leave either. She was waiting for the third senior brother's competition.
I haven’t seen you for a long time. I don’t know how the third senior brother’s swordsmanship is.
Li Wuxia, who was still watching the scenery in the back mountain, suddenly sneezed.
He touched his nose and said to himself, "Is anyone missing me?"
The woman's voice was as sweet as an oriole, with a hint of doubt, "It's almost your competition, why don't we go now?"
Li Wuxia said calmly: "Don't be in a hurry, you'll have time."
The woman as beautiful as a green lotus stopped talking and just looked at him.
Li Wuxia was defeated, "Okay, let's go now."
Speaking of which, he should go there as soon as possible. He could go directly to the ring with his sword, but he had to make arrangements for Miss Lanruo first.
Junior Nephew Yuesu said he had reserved a seat, but he didn’t know where it was exactly.
Thinking like this, Li Wuxia put away his lazy attitude and said, "Miss Lanruo, let's go." He looked a little more urgent than Zhuang Lanruo.
Wasn't he in a hurry just now? Why did the attitude change so quickly?
Zhuang Lanruo nodded doubtfully.
The viewing platform has four floors. On the first floor are mostly the elders and disciples of Zhaoying Mountain, who are responsible for the competition.
The second and third floors were already packed to the brim. As far as the eye could see, they were all packed with people. Only the fourth floor had slightly fewer people.
Li Wuxia thought to himself that if he couldn't find the place where Junior Nephew Yuesu stayed, he would just go to the fourth floor and find a place with a wider view.
He looked around and suddenly saw a young man with a silver robe and embroidered brocade clothes, a red silk waist tied around his waist, and a gorgeous lotus. He went straight up to the fourth floor and disappeared.
Zhuang Lanruo agreed and said: "The appearance is indeed very good."
Because of their aura, people who cultivate immortality will have a slightly different temperament than ordinary people even if they have an ordinary appearance.
She had also seen a lot of good-looking people in Zhaoying Mountain these days. Zhuang Lanruo thought she was used to it, but when she saw the young man just now, she couldn't help but feel something new.
The young man is high-spirited and brisk in his steps.
The silver robe is as bright as the clear moon, and the vermilion is as bright as a lotus.
Li Wuxia knew that she had misunderstood him, so he twitched the corners of his mouth lightly without explaining.
Still not saying that he was just surprised that the boy was so young and his cultivation level was almost the same as him. However, since the young man is not wearing a sword, he is probably not a swordsman.
Li Wuxia shook off the messy thoughts in his mind and took Zhuang Lanruo to the fourth floor. When he arrived at the entrance of the building, a young swordsman disciple raised his hands in greeting and said, "You are Senior Sister Yuesu's uncle, right?" He still used the honorific title. .
Li Wuxia instantly understood that this was arranged by Junior Nephew Yue Su, and politely replied: "I am."
But he was wondering in his heart how he knew himself.
The disciple of the Lianxing Sword Sect knew that Senior Sister Yuesu respected his uncle, so he was extra attentive and did not dare to be careless in guarding here.
But he is not rigid either. There are so many people coming and going, so he only needs to pay attention to those in the Nascent Soul Realm and a girl with no spiritual power around her.
It can be considered that he has waited for someone.
The disciple with the sword led the way and took the two of them to a private room.
Because there were too many people coming to watch the battle, and a separate room had to be opened, the space was not very large, but the sight line was very good. Standing in front of the window, you could have a panoramic view of the entire four-sided arena.
Li Wuxia was deeply moved by Yue Su's thoughtfulness. Miss Lan Ruo has no cultivation skills, and he has to compete on stage and has no time to take care of her. This private room is suitable, and no one will come to disturb her.
When the Immortal Sect Competition is over, he will refine a few pills and give them to her when he goes back.
Little did they know that this Accord was specially prepared by Yue Su for her junior uncle, but after receiving the elixir from Li Wuxia, Yue Su felt that she had made a profit.
After all, Uncle Li’s alchemy skills are really good!
Not far away, Sanqing was sitting on the ground, holding his chin with his little hand and couldn't help but yawn.
She turned her head and was about to ask Fu Zhu when her third senior brother's competition was coming. Her round eyes suddenly widened and she looked at the person defensively, "What are you doing here again? It's impossible for me to lend you spiritual stones!"
Zhao Zhiying: "..."
"I'm here to return your spiritual stone." He said and threw her a low-level cyan storage bag embroidered with a Luan bird.
Sanqing opened the bag suspiciously, poured it out, and counted it one by one.
The corners of Zhao Zhiying's mouth twitched slightly. Is he so untrustworthy?
Hiji asked thoughtfully: "Do you want me to help you count?"
Upon hearing this, Sanqing raised his eyes and glanced at the elf, then reluctantly nodded.
Fu Zhu asked Zhao Zhiying: "You won it back so quickly?"
Zhao Zhiying grinned and said, "Thanks to Miss Fu Zhu, I hit the target every time." When Li Wuxia wins, he should be able to pay back all the debts.
Fu Zhu smiled and did not answer.
There is no such thing as a hundred hits, it's just that you know the strength of these people, so you can hit them. For those people whom Fu Zhu didn't know, she just asked Sanqing Shao to be more calm and just join in the fun.
Mixed wins and losses.
Zhao Zhiying was suddenly curious, "Miss Fu Zhu, why did you tell me to press Li Wuxia? Is he very powerful?"
Fu Zhuyun said calmly: "If nothing else happens, this session of swordsmanship will be the leader."
Zhao Zhiying glanced at the girl with a complicated look, and Sanqing's voice came to his ears, "I've finished counting, it's not bad."
Sanqing tied the bag and put it away, walked up to Zhao Zhiying, poked his arm, raised his round eyes, and said confidently, "Give me another spiritual stone."
Zhao Zhiying:? ? ?
"Didn't you say it's not bad?" Even so, Zhao Zhiying still readily took out a spiritual stone and gave it to her.
Sanqing hummed without answering his question, took the spirit stone and left, handing it to Hiji, "Little elf, this is the reward I give you."
Help her count the spiritual stones as a reward.
Riji happily hugged the spirit stone and said angrily, "I have a name. My name is Riji."
(End of chapter)
