“Boss, your master is so good, he even cultivates magic weapons specifically for you.
My master told me that when I reach the fourth level of Daoxuan Jing, he would let me go down the mountain to find materials to practice the magic weapon by myself. "
Yun Hao felt envious again when he heard that Yun Ying's magic weapon was specially refined for her by her master.
"You don't have to do this. When you reach the fourth level, come to Purple Thunder Peak and find me. I will accompany you to find the materials!"
Yun Ying is becoming more and more like a big sister who takes care of her younger brother.
"So boss, you are from Purple Thunder Peak?"
Yunhao was suddenly surprised again when he heard the words Zileifeng.
"What's wrong?"
Yun Ying asked with some confusion.
“A senior brother once said that only a few people at Purple Thunder Peak occupy the entire peak, which is such a waste.
As a result, he was scolded by the master. The master said that although there are very few disciples in each generation of Zi Lei Peak, each of them is very powerful. Every time he fights with the demon sect, they are the ones who rush to the front and die in Zi Lei Peak. There are countless masters of the Demon Cult under the disciples of Feng! "
Yunhao honestly stated the reason for his surprise, with admiration in his tone.
"So powerful? Why didn't I know?"
Yun Ying has been staying at Purple Thunder Peak since he went up the mountain. He has never seen the master and several senior brothers take action, and the master and several senior brothers will not say such boastful words themselves.
Naturally, I didn't know how powerful they were. I just thought that apart from having fewer disciples, Purple Thunder Peak was nothing special compared to the other peaks.
Then the two chatted about many interesting things they knew, mainly Yun Ying was talking and Yun Hao was listening.
Yun Ying has been lawless since he was a child, and he has done many glorious deeds on Purple Thunder Peak.
In comparison, Yun Hao's experience was much simpler, which made Yun Hao admire the new boss even more.
The two sat by the pool and chatted for a long time. It was not until the sky became a little dark that Yun Ying took a look at the sky and said:
"Okay, little brother Yunhao, it's getting late, let's go back!"
"Um!"
At this time, after an afternoon of "nurturing", Yun Hao had already admired Yun Ying so much that he almost followed Yun Ying's lead. Naturally, Yun Ying would do whatever he said.
The two of them got up and walked slowly back along the path they came from, and soon returned to the White Jade Square.
At this time, Bu Xiaotian had left for a long time, and only Lan Yunxin was still standing alone on the edge of the square, holding on to the white jade railing and looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, wondering what she was thinking.
Yun Ying saw Lan Yunxin's figure from a distance, pulled Yun Hao's sleeve and ran towards her direction.
When he got closer, he stopped and asked:
"Sister Yun Xin, why are you alone here? Where is brother Xiaotian?"
"Ying'er is back."
Lan Yunxin heard Ying'er's voice, turned her head and smiled gently at her, and replied:
"Junior Brother Bu is going back first. Who is this Junior Brother?"
Yun Ying heard Lan Yunxin's question, stretched out her hand to pull out Yun Hao who was hiding behind her, and introduced:
"His name is Yun Hao. He is the disciple of Master Yan Xuancang of Red Spirit Peak and the younger brother I just accepted."
When Yunhao saw Lan Yunxin, who was as beautiful as a fairy and had an elegant temperament, he looked very shy. He bravely bowed to Lan Yunxin and said:
"Yunhao has met Senior Sister Lan!"
"Um."
When Lan Yunxin heard that Yun Ying actually took Yun Hao as his younger brother, she couldn't help but smile and nodded to Yun Hao.
Then he said to Yunying:
"Ying'er, it's getting late. Let's go back."
"Okay, little brother Yunhao, we are going back. Do you want to go back together?"
Yun Ying nodded, then turned to ask Yun Hao.
Yun Hao was still a little cautious and just nodded as a reply.
So the three of them walked all the way down the White Jade Square and walked along the winding path towards the mountainside.
When they arrived at the intersection where Bu Xiaotian, Yun Ying and the others met earlier, the three of them stopped. Yun Ying said to Yun Hao:
"Okay, little brother Yunhao, that's where your male disciples live over there. Let's separate here! Remember to come and see your boss and I compete tomorrow!"
"Well, I will definitely go! Goodbye, boss, and goodbye, Senior Sister Lan!"
After hearing Yun Ying's words, Yun Hao nodded vigorously, then said goodbye to the two of them, then turned and walked towards the path on the right.
Yun Ying and Lan Yunxin walked towards the path on the left, and soon the three of them disappeared on the winding path.
In the small courtyard on the other side, Bu Xiaotian was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, looking at a dead leaf hanging lonely on a bare branch not far in front of him.
The dead leaves swayed with the breeze, stubbornly refusing to fall.
Looking at the dead leaf that was struggling to fall, Bu Xiaotian felt that sometimes he was slightly similar to it, with the same loneliness and the same stubbornness.
At this time, Bu Xiaotian's heart was in chaos. The figure of Lan Yunxin, dressed in white and floating like a fairy, flashed before his eyes. The conversation between the two in the square not long ago seemed to surround his ears. The more he thought about it, the more disappointed he felt. Mixed with a slight bitterness.
Somehow, another light green figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
A bright and playful face appeared in his mind, and Lan Yunxin's figure hung in front of Bu Xiaotian's eyes on the left and right.
You haven't avenged your revenge, so why are you still thinking about something that you have and that you don't have?
Bu Xiaotian suddenly felt very irritable, so he simply returned to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and silently recited a calming mantra in the "Bible".
As the mantra was recited silently over and over again, Bu Xiaotian's chaotic mood calmed down little by little, and he gradually entered an ethereal state.
Whenever Bu Xiaotian feels confused, he will recite this mantra silently. Although this mantra only has a few dozen words, it is very effective.
His heart was like water without a trace of ripples. Bu Xiaotian gradually forgot his worries, himself, and everything around him, and fell into a wonderful state of selflessness and objectlessness. The true energy in his body slowly circulated in his meridians.
At this time, Bu Xiaotian feels very strange. He is obviously sitting there, but sometimes it seems like there is only a false shadow. As long as you close your eyes, you can't feel his existence at all. Sometimes, you feel that he exists here. Every corner of the room.
The sky gradually became dark, and there were a few stars twinkling faintly in the sky.
The thick clouds during the day all dispersed at some point, and there was not a single cloud in the night sky tonight.
When it gets completely dark, the stars in the sky are twinkling with light, like countless silver particles swaying on the deep black night. A brilliant light band composed of countless light points stretches across the star-studded night sky.
On the other side of the mountain road, in a secluded courtyard, a white figure was standing in the courtyard, looking up at the stars in the sky.
A mountain wind blowing from nowhere shook the skirt of her clothes. Under the reflection of the stars, her figure was like a fairy from the night sky, pure and beautiful, without a trace of mundane fireworks.
"well…"
I don't know who was sighing, and there was a hint of melancholy, sadness, and some inexplicable meaning in the voice, adding a touch of melancholy to the cold night.
...
"Well!"
A suppressed groan sounded in Bu Xiaotian's room.
Bu Xiaotian, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes, with big beads of sweat on his face.
It's like this again. Since I came back from the last time, as long as I use my full energy, I will feel a tearing pain in my heart.
Bu Xiaotian thought hard, but couldn't find the reason, so he had to close his eyes again and slowly adjust his breathing.
A night of silence.
A ray of red light appeared in the distant eastern sky. At first, it only illuminated a small patch of sky in the far distance. As time went by, the red light became stronger and stronger, and the area it illuminated became larger and larger, slowly turning red. covering most of the sky.
A red sun rises slowly from the top of the mountain in the distance, and a line dividing light and shadow slowly moves across the earth. Finally, the last trace of darkness was expelled by the morning light, and the sun's brilliance filled the entire earth.
Its daybreak.
Wuji Peak gradually became lively. Countless disciples in white opened the door and walked out of their rooms. They left the small courtyard where they lived in groups of three and five, and gathered along the paths to the Walk towards the White Jade Square on the slightly wider road leading to the peak.
The square was very lively today. When it was just getting dark, the number of disciples gathered in the square had already exceeded hundreds.
There were familiar disciples who gathered together to talk enthusiastically about the upcoming competition, and there were also many young disciples gearing up to show off their skills on the ring.
When Bu Xiaotian followed several senior brothers to the square, he couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the crowded square.
I saw eight huge arenas on the square. Each arena was ten feet in diameter and about one foot high. They seemed to suddenly appear overnight.
The arenas are distributed in the square like a gossip. Although each arena is very huge, it still looks very empty when placed on the huge square. Even the adjacent arenas are separated by more than ten feet, which is completely within the space. The disciples below have to watch the competition.
"When-when-when-"
There were three more distant bells, resounding throughout Wuji Peak.
The disciples who were discussing enthusiastically in the square suddenly became quiet when they heard the bell. They raised their heads and looked in the direction of the "Sanqing Hall" where the bell was ringing.
Five rainbows were seen flying out from the main hall, reaching the sky above the square in an instant, and hovering in mid-air.
When the five rainbows stopped completely, five figures were revealed, which were none other than the master Xuanyun Zhenren and the four peak masters.
The five people stood in the air and glanced at the countless disciples below. Master Xuanyun said:
"The eight arenas on the square are named Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen, Kan, Li, Xun, and Dui.
The first round of competition is in the form of a challenge. All disciples who have reached the fourth level of "Dao Xuan Jing" can take the stage to challenge.
After each competition, the winner has two quarters of an hour to adjust his breath and restore his energy before accepting the next challenge.
The daily competition starts at Chen hour and ends at Wei hour.
Three days later, the eight people who finally stayed in the ring were the eight champions of this competition. The eight champions will compete in the next round of ranking battle.
Let me reiterate again, this competition is for the purpose of exchanging ideas and learning with each other, and you must not kill or injure fellow disciples! "
Having said this, Master Xuanyun paused for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Now I announce that the competition has begun!"
After speaking, the figures of the five people flickered and landed on a high platform in the center of the square.
There were five rosewood chairs placed on this stage. After the five people sat down, they each sat on a chair. With a glance, they could have a clear view of the scenes on several stages.
After Master Xuanyun announced the start of the competition, the disciples on the field quickly gathered around the eight arenas.
The impatient young disciple could no longer contain his fighting spirit. After choosing a stage, he jumped onto the stage.
There is a ruling elder standing on each arena, responsible for the competition in that arena.
Several disciples jumped onto some stages at the same time. Under the coordination of the elders, they ensured that only two people were left on the stage, and then they got off the stage and stood aside to watch the competition.
The people on the eight arenas were not in a hurry to take action. Instead, they first clasped their fists in front of each other and saluted each other, and then got into a posture after exchanging their identities and names.
Either making secrets or directly holding magic weapons, they used various methods to fight together.
Soon, the eight arenas were all shining with the brilliance of magic weapons and Taoism. The colors were truly spectacular and the scene was extremely exciting. Waves of cheers and cheers erupted from the surrounding crowd from time to time.
