The birth stage is located in the northeast of the dojo, where Lin Hao is having a fierce battle with a male cultivator with sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes.
The male cultivator was furious because at the beginning, Lin Hao forced the stardust mirror to cover the fairy sword. He looked at him in a daze and turned the fairy sword into dust without hesitation.
The male cultivator's face turned green with anger, those were thousands of star points!
Angry in his heart, he picked up his iron fist and punched Lin Hao one after another.
It seems that this boy also practiced body refining, and the aperture emitted by the stardust mirror was shaken by his smash.
Lin Hao was not good at close combat, so he used spell attacks from the outside. After fighting for several times, Lin Hao finally raised the cloud water basin and used the water-cutting technique to seize the opportunity to tie him up and take a bath in the basin.
Xia Lian, who was in the Southeast Dubite Arena, was even more surprised. He floated onto the stage and turned Han Menglian towards the Taoist, up and down, several times. The competing monk became dizzy and fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious.
Nightingale was equally lucky. She met a disciple who was in the early stage of Xuanzhao and easily won the match.
During this period, many Xuanzhao period disciples became famous. Not only did they have excellent qualifications, but they also had exquisite Taoism. No wonder Tongchenyuan enjoyed such a great reputation in the world of cultivation. Yan Ci walked around in various arenas to watch the battle, feeling very satisfied.
As the sun set in the west, the bells rang in the Dao Forum. The first round of individual Dao discussions came to an end, and the next day was the group discussion of Xuanzhao period disciples.
Yan Ci fiddled with the registration card with his fingers. Inside the card were the comments and quotations entered by the ruling elder with magical power. Yan Ci looked at it with disapproval and thought to himself that although the elder had good intentions, focusing on practicing escape skills would at least be more conducive to saving his life, but it would not necessarily hinder his life. To the practice of other arts.
There was no need to go on stage on the second day, but Yan Ci also came to the forum early and browsed the battle monk lineup and ring numbers under the forum list. A familiar name came into view: Jingwei, No. 8 Mu Yao, Shu Jin, Nie Sakura plays against No. 60 Wang Yangze, Chu Hao and Xin Ye.
Yan Ci secretly rejoiced and murmured: "If you want something pleasing to the eye, you might as well go see the beauties of Liudan Academy."
There are crowds of pink and white girls under the stunning stage, most of them are female cultivators from Liudan Academy. Looking at them, they are all young and beautiful, and their appearance is as beautiful as flowers.
Huiyanfeng and its subordinate Liudan Academy have mostly female disciples, so it is often said in the academy that the male cultivators of Huiyanfeng are virgins among the flowers. This seems to be true.
Han Bing was also waiting for Mu Yao and others to take the stage for a duel. When he saw Yan Ci looking at the sisters furtively, he came over and waved his hand in front of Yan Ci's eyes. He smiled and said, "What are you doing so sneakily?"
Yan Ci suddenly blushed and forced a smile: "Where is it? I see that there are many monks back to Yanfeng here, and they are looking for you."
Han Bingjiao smiled and said: "Nonsense, I think you have evil intentions."
"Who has evil intentions?" Mu Yao and a woman stopped and said with a smile, "Junior brother Yan Ci, long time no see."
Yan Ci was waiting for a reply when the innocent-looking and smiling woman accompanying him shouted, "Hey, you are not the disciple who was teased by the Qingluan Bird yesterday!"
Yan Ci looked suffocated and was speechless.
The spectators waiting for the battle gathered nearby, and upon hearing this, they all looked at Yan Ci with playful eyes.
Mu Yao hurriedly came to the rescue and said: "Little sister Shu, get ready to go on stage quickly. Don't be blabbering here." After saying that, she smiled shyly and forcibly led the female cultivator away.
Yan Ci looked at Han Bing awkwardly, and Han Bing chuckled and said, "Please, Master Yan, I will accompany you around."
When Yan Ci heard the words, he suddenly felt happy. He ignored everyone's surprised eyes and turned around and left after Han Bing contentedly.
As soon as they left, there was a stir. A man said with envy: "Who is that guy? Junior Sister Han Bing can actually lie."
Another person said: "It is unjust to put a flower on cow dung! I am definitely more handsome than that guy!"
"Well, Taoist fellow Taoist is indeed quite handsome, with delicate skin and rosy cheeks, especially that delicate little cherry mouth! As cute and cute as a kitten."
The man blinked his eyes as big and round as a doll, his chin slightly retracted, his hands bent forward with his index and ring fingers in front of his chest in a heart-shaped pose, and he said proudly: "Thank you, senior brother, for the compliment!"
"You're welcome, effeminate and beautiful men are becoming more and more popular among the world. Some blind male cultivators even like to look for this species when they are looking for a couple."
"you......"
The bell rang on the ring, and as soon as Mu Yao, that little girl Shu, and Nie Xiaoying, who had skin as fair as snow and a light mole at the corner of her mouth, came on stage, they put on a Yaohua triple unique formation.
This formation is in the form of a triangular model, with two pairs separated by three feet, three feet and three inches. Mu Yao holds her sword toward the sky, Shu Jin holds her sword and asks about the earth, and Nie Xiaoying holds his sword and raises it straight, which symbolizes the three talents of heaven, earth and man.
Opposite Wang Yangze and others looked at each other in confusion, obviously unaware of this formation. Even Ye Weishuang, as the referee, seemed a little surprised.
The three of Mu Yao moved lightly, advancing and retreating at the same time, and the formation was quietly launched.
Suddenly, wisps of fragrance spread out from the arena. The fragrance came unexpectedly, and the viewer felt as if they had entered Zhilan's room, and suddenly felt the fragrance in their teeth and cheeks.
The cultivators were astonished and hurriedly took a closer look, only to see Mu Yao's autumn-like sword blade quivering slightly, a peach blossom blooming happily, and the pink flowers like morning glow stretched out their heads shyly under the cover of green leaves.
In an instant, the fragrance of flowers becomes more abundant, the cool and elegant plum blossoms are smiling, and the delicate and unrestrained crape myrtles are flying like butterflies.
Graceful and dignified peonies, enchanting peonies, and quiet and elegant chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
Wang Yangze and others could not see the flaw in the magic circle, so they defended side by side, each holding a protective light curtain and facing the magic circle with their swords.
The stage was full of flowers, and the group of practitioners were in a happy mood. The rich fragrance of flowers filled their arms and stained their sleeves, which was difficult to brush off.
Three beautiful figures staggered forward, and the magic circle suddenly changed. The breeze blows, the flowers sway down, and the petals of various colors drift freely on the stage.
Falling flowers and flowers fall into a dream, and the viewer seems to be in a mysterious space: the sky is clear and blue, the air is fresh, the early sun climbs to the top of the mountain, the dew falls on the deep forest, the seven-color rainbow hangs diagonally, the green bamboos and the clear lake depend on each other, and the dazzling birds fly.
The colorful petals are dotted and fluttering, and a beautiful melody resounds between heaven and earth.
The soft chanting of flowers makes the viewers' hearts wander and their eyes become blurry...
The flowers will fade after they bloom. After a while, the fragrance of the flowers fades away, and the ground on the ring is covered with tiny pieces of red. Wang Yangze and the three of them were drooling and lying on the ground, sleeping unconsciously.
Yan Ci clicked his tongue in the distance and said, "The Yaohua Three-Jue Formation is well-deserved! It's not hard to be defeated by the formation."
Han Bing smiled faintly and said: "What is currently inspiring is just superficial. If you practice to the level of Xiaocheng, the magic circle can make ordinary people sleep for ten days and a half without any changes."
Yan Ci said in shock: "It's so terrifying! What kind of god can create such a magic circle!"
Han Bing smiled slightly and said, "It's the master."
Yan Ci said: "Hey, it's Master Liu?"
The two chatted while walking, and occasionally several elders from the master's sect met them, and their words revealed their doting on Han Bing.
Han Bingmu Ren is devoted to justice and has been nurtured for a long time, creating a heart as pure as gold and jade. She has always been kind and approachable, and is good at providing help in times of need. Therefore, there are many classmates holding hands and greetings along the way.
Han Bing said: "In Langyuan of Tiangong, there is a goddess of flowers who is in charge of flowers. Her name is Nuyi, also known as Huagu. Huagu is also the goddess who is in charge of the gentle atmosphere of heaven and earth and controls the growth of herbs. When she was born, the room was filled with fragrance. It tastes like flowers but better than flowers, and the aroma changes in more than a hundred ways at any time.
Female barbarians and hairpin queens are extremely beautiful, gentle and elegant, and like to cultivate flowers and plants. Because he is proficient in the language of flowers and trees, he is well versed in the characteristics of the earth's atmosphere changing and nourishing hundreds of herbs when the twenty-four solar terms are transferred due to the Sun of Deze and the Moon of Punishment. He follows the rules of heaven to allow Yao flowers to bloom, so he was named Baihua after his ascension. Lord.
When the plague was rampant, the female Yi used hand-held flower baskets to scatter flower petals to relieve human suffering and restore vitality to the earth. And according to the human calendar, he carefully selected twelve flower gods, namely orchids, plum blossoms, peach blossoms, peonies, peonies, pomegranates, lotus, crape myrtle, osmanthus, hibiscus, chrysanthemums, and narcissus, and carefully taught the cultivation methods to ordinary people. From then on, flowers in the world No thanks at all times. The master felt something in his heart and created the Yaohua Twelve Killing Formation. These three unique formations were simplified from this. "
Yan Ci was stunned for a while, and after a while he smiled bitterly and said: "Whoever dares to offend Hui Yanfeng in the future, those three people on the stage are living examples."
Han Bing laughed and said: "Master Uncle Qingming is so refined and refined, how could he accept a flattering disciple like you?"
Yan Ci also smiled and said, "As my apprentice, I don't have the same status as your nephew, so there's no need to be jealous."
Han Bing stretched out his hand and pointed at the arrogant Qingluan bird in the distance, which paused every step of the way. He blinked and said, "That's right. At least Qingluan doesn't like you."
Yan Ci said bitterly: "That damn flat-haired beast will have to pluck out all its bird feathers sooner or later."
Han Bing said: "Don't look at it being lazy all day long. If it gets wild, Master Qingming will be unable to do anything."
Yan Ci didn't believe it, looked at Qingluan sideways and said, "No way, it's just like a bird!"
Han Bing said: "Qingluan was a highly respected mythical beast in ancient times. It has five sacred patterns. The head pattern of virtue, the wing pattern of smoothness, the back pattern of meaning, the abdominal pattern of letter, and the pattern of benevolence correspond to the five elements. In addition, Qingluan Luan is born to understand the great ways of space, and can go up to heaven and earth, and freely shuttle among all interfaces. If Qing Luan reaches his prime, he will not be afraid of a duel with Uncle Qing Ming, but you call him a flat-haired beast. It's really Arrogant!”
Yan Ci said in surprise: "Are you kidding?"
"I'm not lying to you, I'll know it in the future." Han Bing said, "Without further ado, I heard that the sword technique you performed yesterday revealed some kind of Biluo Sword Intent?"
Yan Ci said: "It revealed a little bit."
Han Bing said: "It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes. Elder Ye Weishuang praised you a lot. After hearing this, I really want to have a discussion with you."
Yan Ci said: "If a monk in the fusion stage wants to discuss with me, aren't he afraid of damaging his identity?"
Han Bing smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, just don't say I'm bullying you."
Yan Ci was speechless, with a wry smile on his face.
Han Bing pondered for a while and said: "The Biluo Qingming Jue has a close relationship with Master Qingming. In a few days, everyone in Tongchen will know your identity."
Yan Ci said calmly: "I just want them to know."
Han Bingqi said: "Hey, your master and apprentice have been hiding it, aren't they just afraid of being known by others?"
Yan Ci said: "Now and then, I have a few big things to do after I break through the fusion period. Relying on Master's reputation, I will have less trouble."
Han Bing wrinkled his nose slightly and suddenly asked: "The fox is pretending to be the tiger?"
Yan Ci smiled and said, "Yes, that's exactly it."
Han Bing blinked and lowered his voice: "Do you want to go to the outside world?"
Yan Ci pretended to be mysterious and said: "The Buddha said it cannot be explained."
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