"What happened next?" When Lan Yunxin heard this, her eyes flickered inexplicably towards Bu Xiaotian.
"Originally, I thought my mother and I could always live a plain but happy life in the village, but the arrival of those demons ruined everything that was originally beautiful. They brutally killed everyone in the village and set fire to it. The whole village was destroyed."
Speaking of this, Bu Xiaotian's eyes were filled with sadness and anger. The fiery red light was reflected in his eyes, as if there were blazing flames burning. The knuckles of the hand placed on the railing were a little white from exerting too much force.
Lan Yunxin didn't say anything else, nor did she ask who those people were. She couldn't bear to provoke his already bloody wound.
Looking at Bu Xiaotian in front of her, she actually felt a little distressed in her heart.
Not knowing where the courage came from, she gently raised a hand and placed it gently on Bu Xiaotian's shoulder.
Neither of them spoke anymore, they just watched in silence as the last ray of the sunset on the mountainside disappeared into the distant sky.
When the glow completely disappeared, Bu Xiaotian's ups and downs mood had returned to calm.
Thinking of everything he just said to Lan Yunxin, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
This was the biggest and heaviest secret deep in his heart. Even to his most respected master and his closest senior brothers, he had never told them even a little bit, but he didn't know why he told her.
He looked at Lan Yunxin aside and said with a hint of pleading:
"Senior Sister Lan, can you promise me something?"
"You tell me."
At this time, Lan Yunxin had taken her hands off Bu Xiaotian's shoulders and rested them on the railing in front of her again, returning to her previous elegant and quiet appearance without a trace of fireworks.
"I hope you won't tell anyone else what I said today."
Bu Xiaotian looked at Lan Yunxin, feeling a little complicated.
"Yes, I promise you."
Lan Yunxin nodded in agreement without asking why.
"It's getting late, I should go back. It's cold and windy here at night. Senior Sister Lan, you should go back early."
"Well, I understand. You go back first. I'll stay here for a while."
Lan Yunxin didn't look at Bu Xiaotian anymore, and just answered softly.
"Then I'll leave first. If Yun Ying comes looking for me, please tell her."
Seeing that Lan Yunxin seemed to have something on her mind, Bu Xiaotian said no more, said goodbye and turned around to leave where he lived.
After Bu Xiaotian left, Lan Yunxin still maintained the original movements, watching Boyun gradually dissipating in the distance.
She just stood there quietly, making no other movements for a long time, like a statue carved from white jade.
It wasn't until the sky completely darkened and a thin crescent crescent slowly rose from the side of the mountain behind her that Lan Yunxin turned around and slowly left the White Jade Square.
The moonlight was not very bright and did not cover up the starlight in the sky.
In this cold winter night, even the sounds of birds and animals singing at night are much less.
The light from the sky shines on the rocks, grass, trees, and stone steps of the houses, as if covered with a layer of white frost, adding a bit of chill to the cold night.
A night of silence.
A crisp bird call came from nowhere, breaking the silence of the early morning.
As the first ray of morning light broke through the night sky, the entire Wuji Peak and even the entire Xuyun Mountain Range woke up from their sleep. The sounds of birds and beasts roaring and singing could be heard in the mountain forests, and disciples could be heard from various small courtyards on the mountainside. The sound of greetings and laughter.
Today is the second day of the competition.
After having breakfast early, the Zileifeng brothers followed the crowd to the White Jade Square at the top of the peak. At this time, there were many disciples waiting in the square, and everyone had excited looks on their faces.
Those disciples who feel that their cultivation is good are ready to show off their skills in today's competition in order to win the respect of their elders and brothers and add glory to their lineage.
Those disciples whose cultivation is not enough plan to take this opportunity to learn from the brothers who are competing on the stage and gain experience in order to make further progress in their cultivation.
When the clock rings, the next day's competition officially begins.
The disciple who stayed on the stage after the previous day's competition was the first to jump out of the crowd and land on the stage where he was the day before. Then he clasped his fists and announced his home. Immediately, a disciple jumped on the stage to challenge him.
For a time, the light of Taoist magic weapons on the eight arenas flickered non-stop, and the sound of weapons handing over could be heard continuously. The disciples watching the battle in the audience applauded and exclaimed. It was really lively.
The leader, Xuan Yun, and the four peak masters Xiao Tianxiong, Xuan Yu, Xuan Huo, and Zeng Xuanhai were sitting on the high platform in the center of the square just like yesterday, either with a smile on their face, or with a calm look, or looking with sharp eyes. The competition on the surrounding stage was going on, and from time to time they would talk and comment on the performance of the disciples.
If you pay attention, you will find that Xuan Yun, Xuan Yu, Xuan Huo and Zeng Xuanhai are laughing and talking most of the time, while Xiao Tianxiong is sitting in his seat with his eyes half closed and almost never speaks.
If he hadn't picked up the gourd on hand and poured a sip of wine into his mouth from time to time, one would really wonder if he had fallen asleep.
Several people on the stage were watching the competition around them while talking. When talking about the disciples who performed well, they all smiled and nodded, while when talking about the disciples who were careless and missed, they shook their heads slightly.
Master Xuanyun saw Xiao Tianxiong sitting there and drinking wine, seemingly not caring at all about the conversation, so he asked:
"Junior Brother Xiao, your disciples from Purple Thunder Peak are all very talented people. Why don't you see them compete in competition?"
Xiao Tianxiong glanced at Xuanyun who was smiling, poured another sip of wine into his mouth, and then said casually:
"That's their own business, how do I know?"
Master Xuanyun knew Xiao Tianxiong's temperament. Although he was choked by him, he was not annoyed. He still had a faint smile on his face and said again:
"Why do you say they are also your disciples, and you really don't care at all?"
"What do you care about? If you hadn't forced them into my sect and insisted on letting me accept a few disciples, I wouldn't bother to care about them!
Besides, based on their cultivation, who among the current generation disciples of Yuxu Sect can bully them? Why should I bother with that? "
Xiao Tianxiong rarely spoke a few more words, but his words made Master Xuanyun beside him a little dumbfounded.
"Then am I not here for the inheritance of Purple Thunder Peak? With your temper, if I don't force you to accept a few disciples, won't the next generation of the five peaks of Yuxu Sect be left with only four peaks?"
Xuan Yun shook his head and said with a wry smile.
Practitioners have sharp ears and eyes. Although the two of them did not deliberately speak loudly when talking, their words still fell into the ears of the other three peak masters on the high platform.
Master Xuan Huo has the most impatient temper. Hearing Xiao Tianxiong's complaining words, he couldn't help it immediately. As soon as Master Xuan Yun finished speaking, he said:
"Senior Brother Xiao, you are wrong. All of your disciples are very talented. If Senior Brother Xuanyun hadn't insisted on sending them to your sect, we would have snatched them away. Why are you still complaining about him? ?”
Zeng Xuanhai also slowly spoke:
"Senior Brother Xiao, your first five disciples are indeed very talented. I agree that they have very deep cultivation and have few rivals in the sect.
However, although the qualifications of the young disciples you recruited in the past few years are passable, they are not as good as those of his senior brothers. Besides, he has only been practicing for a short period of time, so he shouldn't be as powerful as you said, right?
As for the little girl that Junior Brother Qinglin accepted, although she is very talented, I don't believe that she can catch up with the old disciples who have been practicing for decades in just six or seven years. "
"hehe."
After Xiao Tianxiong heard what the two said, he didn't say anything more, just smiled lightly.
"Huh?"
Just when several people were about to speak again, they heard Master Xuanyu at the far end shout softly.
Everyone was curious. Master Xuanyu had always had a calm temperament. They didn't know what could surprise her, so they stopped talking and laughing and followed her gaze.
Seeing this, everyone looked surprised. Only Xiao Tianxiong glanced over slightly and then lowered his gaze and didn't look any further. He didn't seem surprised at all.
I saw a small light blue figure standing opposite a male disciple on the Zhenzi platform. Although they were more than ten feet away from the central platform and their backs were turned to them, these people had been practicing for many years and had already had a photographic memory. He had the ability to forget and recognized the little figure at a glance as Yun Ying.
On this stage, the male disciple was previously fighting with a female disciple from Yuzhu Peak. Yun Ying had been living with the female disciples from Yuzhu Peak for the past two days and was already familiar with them. Those female disciples were very interested in Yun Ying. Shadow is also very caring.
Yun Ying originally followed Bu Xiaotian to watch the battle in the audience, but she didn't expect that the male disciple's attack was a little heavy, and he accidentally defeated the Yuzhu Peak disciple and injured her.
This was a normal thing in a competition, but Yun Ying was so angry that he jumped onto the ring to avenge the senior sister.
Bu Xiaotian didn't expect that she would suddenly come on stage. When he reacted and tried to stop her, it was too late.
After Yun Ying stood still, everyone watching in the audience suddenly exclaimed when they saw such a petite girl on stage, and the kind-hearted person shouted to Yun Ying:
"Little sister, go down quickly. Yunmin has been practicing for thirty years, and you are no match for him!"
The disciple named Yun Min saw that Yun Ying was so young, so he reluctantly began to persuade:
"This little junior sister, I really didn't hurt her on purpose. Although this competition is all about finishing, it is inevitable that there will be times when you miss. How about this, I will apologize to you, can you go down?"
"snort!"
Unexpectedly, Yun Ying did not accept their persuasion at all. She snorted coldly and raised her hand to pinch out the magic formula. "Qingyu" suddenly turned into a stream of cyan light and danced around her.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience exclaimed again. They really didn't expect that such a young Yun Ying could actually cultivate the "Dao Xuan Jing" to the fourth level. It looked like he had just made a breakthrough.
What several people on the central high platform saw was exactly such a scene.
Seeing that everyone was shocked, Yun Ying flashed a trace of pride on his face, waved his hand and put away the magic weapon, and then spoke:
"Don't look down on people, I just want to defeat you and vent my anger on Sister Yunnan!"
Yunmin didn't know what to say at this time and looked at the ruling elder beside the stage. The elder was a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard. When he saw that Yun Ying had such a cultivation level, he had a bit of surprise on his face. Most people felt ashamed.
Seeing Yunmin look over, he regained his composure, glanced at the two of them, and said:
"The competition stipulates that all disciples who have reached the fourth level of the Dao Xuan Sutra can come on stage to challenge. After taking the stage, unless someone voluntarily admits defeat, the competition must proceed!
Now you have two-quarters of an hour to adjust your breath and recover. With this Guiyuan Pill, it is enough for you to recover your lost Qi. "
Seeing the elder saying this, Yun Min felt a little helpless, but he said no more. He secretly thought that he would just be gentler when the time came, so he said no more, took the elixir, swallowed it, sat down on the spot, and began to mix it. Information is restored.
During this period, the people watching in the audience did not disperse. They were all waiting for the competition to begin, wanting to see if this little girl who made them a little surprised and even ashamed would do anything amazing.
