After Jiao Ning left with Jiao Liguo, Jiang Yun felt at ease.
Qingfang's mood improved, and the bottleneck was loosened.
Originally, he planned to practice quietly for two months. According to his plan, first of all, there was no need to practice the formations. His own formations were enough for now. These four formations had strong growth potential. Even if his strength improved, You may not be able to fully understand these four formations, attack, trap, and control are all involved, so there is no need to practice the formations.
Mental method is a process of slow work and careful work.
Putting aside the blue light group, he really didn't want to be forcibly improved in every realm by other people's life essence. He would rather practice by himself than see the blue light group again.
Then what is left is the realm.
The soil of life and the gold of life have not even begun to show up at all. This cannot be realized by just sitting down.
Only the field.
Although the water and fire domain that I learned before is enough, if wood and thunder can be added to the domain to add other elements, it may have more unexpected effects in battle.
As a result, before his plan could even begin, he was forced to stop for a moment because...he was clinging to some scantily clad and nonsensical guy.
The early morning of the third round of the conference.
In the small house where they live.
"Little brother Jiang Yun." Tong Meixue took his arm and said, "Just accompany my sister and me to the conference. I am a weak woman, what if I am kidnapped by another big man along the way!"
The two melons on his chest rubbed Jiang Yun's arms deliberately, which made him feel frightened. If he hadn't known the true face of this woman, he might have thought that she was an indiscreet woman here to seduce him.
"I want to practice." Jiang Yun's mouth twitched.
"Hey, you can practice anytime. Sister, this is the only time I will fight. There is no one around me to cheer me up. Why don't you help me and let me go to the conference alone?"
"We don't know each other well."
"You see how good-looking I am, why don't you even think about it? Don't you think you're so manly? You don't need to come out to protect me?"
"My heart is like iron, indestructible, and you are as pink as pink in my eyes..."
Sensing the murderous look in his eyes, Jiang Yun still refrained from saying the last two words. He had no choice but to hold his forehead. Ever since he became familiar with Qingfang, he started chatting with him. At first, he was complimented by Jiang Yun for winning the first place in the Formation Inheritance Conference. As a result, after just two days of getting to know each other, she dragged him over to accompany her to the conference.
As the saying goes, a person is very lonely.
"Sister Qingfang, save me." Jiang Yun didn't know what kind of ecstasy this woman had taken. She insisted on pestering him, and would show off her half-exposed melon to him from time to time. This shameless temper made him want to deal with this woman.
As a result, people looked at him pitifully every time and let him take action.
"Sister, what on earth do you want to do?" He put away his formation in a somewhat frustrated manner. You are clearly joking with you. If you don't reach out and hit the smiling person, you can't really chain him up in the yard.
"I heard Qingfang say that she was controlled by you before, but you have never touched her? Is it true or not, you have such determination at such a young age?" Tong Meixue narrowed her eyes and said with a ghostly smile, "Be honest. , is it true or false? Are you Taoist monks acting for me here in private? Or is your boy not a man, pretending to be a man here? Or are you pua my sister Fang, and want to hold her in the palm of your hand? "
Jiang Yun looked at her in shock with his mouth wide open. Without saying anything, he turned to look at Qingfang Courtyard, "Sister, what on earth did you say to this guy!"
Whoosh!
A flying sword flew out of the house and stabbed Tong Meixue.
Tong Meixue chuckled and dodged easily.
Qingfang stood at the window with a blushing face and scolded, "You crazy bitch, what are you going to do?"
She and Tong Meixue gradually became friends because of their common topics in the past two days. Unexpectedly, this woman can be serious when she is serious, and she is really not serious when she is not. The two of them became more or less good friends. Yesterday, the woman asked out of curiosity what happened to her and Jiang Yun. Tong Meixue knew Jiang Yun and the Reverend Jiao Ning, so she was surprised that she was traveling with them.
Qingfang casually said that she was controlled by Jiang Yun before and worked as his subordinate for a period of time.
Then...
The style of painting changes!
Tong Meixue directly asked her if she and Jiang Yun were Taoist couples now. When she learned that Jiang Yun had not touched her at all, he even pinched the small watermelon on her chest and her slender waist and watermelon buttocks. He muttered that he shouldn’t. This made her blush with shame. After all, Tong Meixue still had that naughty temper that she couldn't change.
So when Tong Meixue came to see her early this morning to watch the match together, she declined on the grounds that she wanted a breakthrough, and the gossip about Jiang Yun in the scene just now started.
"Hey, I'm bored alone." Tong Meixue waved her hands, "Forget it, Qingfang won't accompany me, and you won't accompany me either. Alas, you still don't trust me. If you don't trust me, it means you still think I am an enemy. If they think I am an enemy, they may plan to kill me next. After killing me, I don’t know if they can bury me back to the northwest, and the burial place will definitely not be around my family’s cemetery..."
In fact, she just wanted to hear gossip. It didn't matter who went with her or not. She had never seen any big storms in her Nascent Soul stage.
A person who came to the Southeast Region and experienced all the dangers there would be afraid of a swordsmanship tournament? She just wanted to tease Jiang Yun, but she really didn't believe that Jiang Yun, who was so young and energetic at the age of strong desire, could actually hold back with his delicate appearance?
Now it seems that there is really some determination.
"..."
Faced with such angry remarks, Jiang Yun was really speechless.
At this moment, a visitor came.
"Third Young Master."
Jiang Yun immediately stood up, cupped his fists and saluted the leading young man who came into the courtyard.
Tong Meixue put away her impropriety and quietly stood aside to show her kindness. Jiang Chen smiled in return.
"Where is Venerable Jiao Ning?" Jiang Chen asked curiously.
"I have something to do. I took Liguo on a long trip. I may have to come back after a while."
"Oh." Jiang Chen immediately said excitedly to Jiang Yun, "Fellow Daoist Jiang is going to watch the competition?"
"I..."
Before Jiang Yun could speak, Jiang Chen said proudly, "There's something good to watch this time!"
. . .
Qiandao Lake.
Jiang Yun and Xiaotang followed the third young master, one on the left and the other on the right. Qingfang was held by Tong Meixue's arm, and they were like close friends.
"The third young master said it was nice, but where is it?" Jiang Yun looked around and found that the area around Qiandao Lake was still as crowded as before. After taking a closer look, there were more people watching the excitement, but there seemed to be fewer big sects.
Similar to the disappearance of the Three Great Wars, the people from the Beisha Sword Sect were nowhere to be seen, and there were still people from several factions who were not present.
"You will know when you go to the central island later." The third young master said proudly, as if he had been suppressing it for a long time and finally said with pride, "The Third Academy is going to be embarrassed this time!"
The group of people came to the central island, which was at the very center of Qiandao Lake. The island was large enough to accommodate sixteen Nascent Soul Stages to fight in eight areas. The surrounding area was filled with people in an instant. Fortunately, they were able to stand outside the crowd and at the front after following the third young master.
The center surrounded by crowds was a huge square, in the middle of the island.
On the four edges of the island, there are eight light balls, which are special competition venues. Now referees have already stood in them.
"That's my uncle." Jiang Chen pointed to the middle-aged man sitting on the highest seat and said, "My uncle is hosting the conference."
The country is sad.
Jiang Yun knew this person's name and had heard someone mention it recently.
"Your father isn't here?" After he returned, he knew that the Kong Ming realm who was dueling with Gui Yao, the dean of the Sword Academy, was the current second master of Prince Wenyou's palace, Jiang Chen's father, Jiang Shan Yun.
It stands to reason that Jiang Shanxiao, Jiang Chen's grandfather, who is the Wenyou King of this generation, is already of the Shan generation.
His sons should no longer be called Shanzi generation. As a result, people just thought Jiangshan sounded domineering, so they just called their sons Shanzi generation again. He is a prince, and no one can control him except the ancestors.
Fortunately, Jiang Shanyun's generation did not mess with his son.
Otherwise, Jiang Chen's name might be Jiang Shanchen.
"Father is back." Jiang Chen said, "He will go back after the things here are done. No one dares to cause trouble anymore anyway. Look at that..."
Whether to go back really or fake it, who knows which one is true and which one is false.
Jiang Yun followed what he pointed at and saw that people from Prince Wenyou's Palace and Xuntian Prison escorted three large boxes into the arena under the slow motion of wheels.
The central island was surrounded by crowds of onlookers, all guessing what the three boxes contained.
"Everyone."
Jiang Shan smiled sadly and said, "Two days ago, the Sword Dao Conference encountered some special circumstances. There were many villains who ignored the regulations of the conference promulgated by our Prince Wenyou Palace and Xuntian Prison and wantonly disrupted the order. They even committed murder, causing Extremely bad impact.”
"Since we, Prince Wenyou, and the Southeast Territory Patrol Supervisor are hosting this conference, anyone who causes trouble will naturally be severely punished to ensure a clear and peaceful conference environment for everyone."
"The conference is for you to make friends with your sword, not for you to come here and do whatever you want."
"If anyone kills people intentionally or disrupts order, this will be their fate!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and shattered three boxes. After the three boxes were shattered, there were actually three iron cages inside!
"It's them!"
Jiang Yun's pupils shrank.
Three young men, two men and one woman, were imprisoned in three iron cages, and the leader among them was Mei Mingxu, who had previously killed the Nascent Soul!
Three people imprisoned in iron cages!
Mei Mingxu!
Mu Ziyi!
Ou Maoyan!
The first of the three Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivators of the Three Great Wars!
Any one of them is a Nascent Soul that can fight against infant spirits, or even kill infant spirits! Now actually wearing soul-absorbing locks and being imprisoned in an iron prison, the three of them looked around like dead corpses. Mu Ziyi and Ou Maoyan's expressions were full of unwillingness and anger. They glared at everyone and wanted to open their mouths to curse, but their voices were silenced by the formation. It can be vaguely judged by the shape of their mouths that they seem to be scolding the Three Great Halls for being ruthless?
Only Mei Mingxu, with a calm appearance, raised his head and looked at everyone, his eyes were dull and his body was trembling slightly.
"All the troublemakers headed by these three people were arrested by our Prince Wenyou Palace and the Xuntian Prison. Because of their bad behavior, the Rebellion Department imprisoned them under Qiandao Lake and sealed them for fifty years! Within fifty years, they cannot In practice, you can’t speak, you can’t die, you can’t see the sun and the moon, you can’t hear the sound, you can only stay at the bottom of the sea to atone for this evil!”
"Fifty years?"
Jiang Yun couldn't help but click his tongue.
Let alone fifty years, a delay of ten years may make a genius completely fall behind and become useless, let alone fifty years!
Having been locked up at the bottom of the lake for fifty years, it was so quiet, and I'm afraid it will be easy for me to have psychological problems after fifty years. When the time comes, let alone practice, it will take several years just to reintegrate into society, right?
Cruel enough!
Mei Mingxu is an absolute genius. If the Three Great Wars Academy says he doesn’t want it, he won’t want it!
"Who asked them to cause trouble?" The third young master Jiang Chen was very satisfied with the verdict. "My grandfather personally went to the Third Great War Academy, and their dean didn't even dare to let out a fart! Under such a shock, if those young people think about it again No matter how cruel you are, you have to weigh whether I can offend my Prince Wenyou Palace."
Jiang Yun licked his lips.
It must be fake if you don’t even dare to say a fart in the Three Great Wars.
But for a genius disciple who can give up his own sect, it is obvious that Prince Wenyou's Palace is better in this game!
