"What are you doing, Fellow Daoist Lin?" Mu Feng didn't expect that Lin Xiyao would give him the spirit stone when they met!
"I took out the antidote pill to save the people. Fellow Daoist Lin, you don't have to give me the spirit stone. Besides, after what happened last time, I got something more precious than the spirit stone!"
Last time, he and his senior sister tried their best to treat the children who were poisoned. After returning to the sect, he was actually blessed by heaven!
Not only has your cultivation level increased, but your understanding has also improved a lot. Isn't this more precious than a spiritual stone?
Mu Feng has been practicing for many years, and this is the first time he has been blessed by heaven.
Of course, he attributed all this to Lin Xiyao.
Lin Xiyao didn't think so. To be able to receive heaven's blessings, he himself had greater contributions. If she didn't have the intention, no matter how much she did, it would be useless.
"You are a pastor and Taoist who helps the world with your heart and cares for the people. You are blessed by heaven because you are kind-hearted and have nothing to do with me."
Mu Feng came here this time to thank Lin Xiyao for saving him last time. Unexpectedly, Lin Xiyao did not show off proudly because of this incident.
Although she already has the capital to show off, her humility and open-mindedness make her even more admirable.
Sure enough, in addition to their cultivation, excellent people also have such noble conduct.
"We have to thank Fellow Daoist Lin for rescuing us, otherwise I would be powerless even if I wanted to help!"
"Tomorrow is the big competition. I hope we can all achieve the good results we want."
Lin Xiyao smiled lightly and said in a joking tone, "Unfortunately, there is only one person who can take the first place."
Mu Feng and his junior brother were stunned for a second, and then laughed. With Lin Xiyao standing in the way, they had never thought about being ranked first.
Mu Feng exchanged a few more pleasantries before leaving with his junior brother.
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The next day, at dawn, Mo Qianyi called everyone up and finally came to the door of Lin Xiyao's room.
"Senior sister, get up! Pack up and go~"
Today was the competition. She was so excited that she came over in high spirits to wake up Lin Xiyao.
Lin Xiyao looked at this junior sister who was so excited that her face was deformed. This guy practiced sword practice all night in the courtyard yesterday, and now he came to call him early in the morning. He was really in good spirits!
All the disciples have changed into the Qingyun Sect uniforms, their azure robes are clean and neat, and they are holding their own spiritual swords in their hands.
Looking at this group of energetic disciples, Rouqin showed a satisfied and gratified smile.
This is like the genius of the sect!
They arrived at the competition site, and other sects also arrived at about the same time.
Disciples in various sect costumes gathered together like a rainbow.
As soon as Lin Xiyao showed up, the direct disciples from other sects immediately came to her, but there were not many faces among them that Lin Xiyao could remember.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Discussion: How should face-blind people socialize?
"Fellow Daoist Lin." Mu Feng also greeted.
Lin Xiyao perfunctorily raised his hands to the people around him, saying "Long time no see", but couldn't say a name.
Mu Feng's voice cheered her up. She had just met her yesterday, but she still remembered her name.
Looking sideways, she saw the familiar purple color in the crowd. She raised her hands to the purple figure and said, "It's Fellow Taoist Mu Feng."
The Wuya Sect disciple in purple clothes looked at her blankly.
Lin Xiyao spoke to himself! The name you can call is not yourself...
How about changing your name yourself? I don’t know if it’s too late.
Mu Feng, who was next to him, had a puzzled face and said somewhat unconfidently: "Fellow Daoist Lin, are you calling me?"
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Lin Xiyao's expression didn't change, and she immediately turned around and raised her hands to him, "Of course."
Mu Feng: "What about you?"
He looked at the senior brother next to him and then at Lin Xiyao. Why did he just call his name and salute his senior brother?
Lin Xiyao looked up at the sky. Don't ask, even she wouldn't know.
"Look, it's the Wuji Sword Sect!"
Someone in the crowd shouted something, and everyone's eyes fell on the belated group of people.
The disciples of the Wuji Sword Sect are all dressed in white, standing tall and holding spiritual swords in their hands. Each of them has a face copied and pasted into ice cubes.
As expected of the sect that the male protagonist belongs to, every appearance is so eye-catching.
Lin Xiyao wanted to laugh a little. This Wuji Sect didn't look like they were here to participate in a competition, but more like they were here to attend a funeral.
A joke came from the crowd, "Looking at their faces, they look like they are here for a funeral."
It turns out that I am not the only one who thinks so! Lin Xiyao turned back curiously.
Want to see who is so in tune with me?
The girl in purple crossed her chest with her hands, a playful look on her face, and suddenly she saw Lin Xiyao looking back at her.
Ke Le raised his big white teeth, put his excited hands on his head, and made a big heart sign to Lin Xiyao in front of him.
Just say "Look at me, beauty" written all over her face.
Lin Xiyao:......
It turns out to be this guy!
Lin Xiyao immediately turned his face away, regretting his curious behavior just now.
"I heard that the useless genius of the Wuji Sword Sect received some kind of inheritance. Now his spiritual roots have been restored! His cultivation level is far beyond what he was before. He participated in the competition this time with the aim of being the first."
Among the crowd, the Piaomiao Peak disciple closest to Wuji Sword Sect began to spread gossip to other sect members.
"First?!"
The direct disciples present were shocked by this and couldn't help but look back at Lin Xiyao.
They are not stupid. The Wuji Sword Sect said it was for the first place, but who didn't know that Lin Xiyao had been ranked first for the second time? Wasn't it because of her?
"Who is it?" Everyone became curious and stretched their necks to look at Wuji Sword Sect.
Who is this inconsiderate guy who wants to drag Lin Xiyao into his list of life setbacks?
"The third one from the right."
Lin Xiyao also followed them and looked over. Not surprisingly, it was the man he saw at Jiwei Pavilion yesterday.
Leng Xuanchen passed by Lin Xiyao without even looking at her. He held his head high and walked to the front of all his direct disciples.
Leng Xuanchen stood at the front, scanning the other sect disciples present with his peripheral vision, his face showing a sense of superiority from beginning to end.
The cultivation levels of these people are all below him. Even Lu Yunqi, the senior brother of Tianyan Sect, is no match for him. Now, he only has one opponent.
Finally, his eyes fell on Lin Xiyao. He was turning his head to listen to the conversation of the junior sister next to him. His long eyelashes were drooped, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't notice the gaze he was looking at at all.
It was as if even the sunlight favored her and did not want to shine on her face. The sunlight shrouded her from behind, and her hair was shining in the breeze.
Leng Xuanchen averted his gaze. The beauty was beautiful, but the gold and jade outside were ruined inside!
He already had a rough understanding of Lin Xiyao's information through the system.
She is the direct disciple of Master Hanxiao of Qingyun Sect, a genius of Tianlinggen, and I heard that she is the leader of the sect competition for consecutive years.
However, here she is just a woman who loves vanity, admires the strong and abandons the weak!
She once had a heavenly spiritual root, and her master chose to marry her master. However, when her spiritual root was damaged and she was abandoned by her family, she chose to break off the engagement without hesitation.
He has never forgotten the humiliation of adding insult to injury!
