Zhou Zihan said it very calmly, completely unable to see that she was one of the protagonists who caused the tense situation just now.
Feng Qi glanced at her in surprise and thought, "I didn't expect you to be like Zhou Zihan. You have a measured approach and retreat, and you don't look like a swordsman at all."
Isn’t the youngest one very understanding?
Isn’t it an innate invisible sword body?
Isn't it the Ta Xuefeng sword?
Shouldn't we become more courageous with every setback?
Are you scared?
What's the difference between you and Yun Changqing?
"Keep going, don't be afraid." Feng Qi whispered: "You are the swordsman of Qian Renfeng, how can you give in to Zhuyue Peak!"
Zhou Zihan rolled her eyes at him, "I'm a swordsman, not an idiot."
Knowing the state of mind and challenging the virtual realm, no one except idiots can do it.
Feng Qi's eyes were slightly strange.
Could it be that this girl has some cultivation skills?
He thought seriously about the possibility, then shook his head.
His Yidiantong has been cultivated to the third level.
Even so, after coming to Xueyun, I can only determine whether others are malicious and whether they are lying. It is impossible to read other people's thoughts like before.
It has nothing to do with realm. Feng Qi used to be able to read the inexplicable mind, but inexplicable... is the pinnacle of Yinhui!
Since it has nothing to do with the realm, it is most likely an environmental problem. There should be a secret treasure for this method within the Xueyun Sect.
Zhou Zihan glanced at him and said calmly: "Don't think about it, I haven't learned anything."
Feng Qi was shocked and reacted immediately.
He looked at Zhou Zihan with a faint look in his eyes.
After all this, you still say you haven’t learned anything?
Even if it's not a one-stop mastery, it's definitely some other similar technique.
What method can be more precise than Zen Yiyi Tong?
Xiaoyao Pavilion's mind-reading ability?
Nor should it.
A smile appeared on Zhou Zihan's lips without explaining.
"There are many rules in Xueyun Sect, most of which were set by Brother Jian Lawyer himself." Until then, Senior Brother Zhuyuefeng said calmly: "But how can people in the cultivator be subject to too many checks and balances, so he personally set them Next rule.”
After a pause, she continued: "As long as your sword is strong enough, you can ignore all rules."
Zhou Zihan nodded.
Feng Qi curled his lips.
powerful?
How strong should it be?
Is it possible that Xueyun is the strongest?
In the contemporary era, Jianji and Lujian are at their peak. Jianji is even more outstanding in the Divine Hidden Realm. Isn’t it much harder for Xueyun to be the strongest than to break the rules?
Thinking of this, he stopped arguing on the matter and said instead: "I remember... Xueyun has the ritual of sword worship?"
The so-called sword worship means that the disciples of each peak have the right to ask for advice on swordsmanship from all the disciples of the same realm in other peaks, one session a day until they have completed the sword discussion with every disciple of the same realm of the peak.
As long as the realm is equal, the disciple who is worshiped by the sword cannot refuse for any reason.
Feng Qi and Zhou Zihan are the two strongest people in Hunyuan, and now they have both been promoted to the understanding level.
Even the disciples of Chaoyue Peak may not be able to win easily.
Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye can see the dimension-reducing blow these two men had on disciples in the same realm. He Liuci, who was also among the top three in the Hunyuan Realm, failed to take on Zhou Zihan's Ten Swords. There is no benefit at all in this situation.
If these two people really work together to worship the sword and chase the moon, maybe they can really kill the whole generation.
Thinking of this, Zhuyue Peak's great elder's eyes narrowed slightly and immediately became dangerous.
How dare you threaten her.
How brave!
The wind has been blowing across Yanbei for sixteen years. He can persuade the temple to implement administrative orders when he is in, and balance the forces in the palace when he is retreating. He has a very good control over the word propriety. When he saw the look on the face of the elder of Zhuyue Peak, he knew that he could not continue to tease him. , so he remained silent and just looked at the latter with a half-smile.
"Sword worship, right? I'll take it from Zhuyue Peak. All the disciples who understand the state of mind will be waiting for you." The master of Zhuyue Peak returned to the Fantasy Pool at some point. He was staring at Qiu Yue in the pool and took a sip without looking back. Yes.
After a pause, she continued: "In return, you can go back and inform your master. After you bow to the sword, Leng Yue and I will also go to Wuhen Peak."
Feng Qi looked slightly stiff.
He didn't care about the last sentence at all. Anyway, Jin Xueyun had always played the role of a thorn in the head. If there were too many lice, he wouldn't be itchy. It didn't matter this extra stroke. Anyway, bowing to the sword was an ancient "rite", and the master couldn't say anything.
He cares more about the person speaking.
It feels like hitting a child in front of adults.
Besides... How long will it take to go through all the moods one after another?
He glanced at Zhou Zihan and found that the latter only frowned, but felt a little emotional when he showed no other expression.
As expected, I have been practicing in the mortal world for more than ten years. Although I think I am as strong as others in terms of Taoism, I am not as transparent as Zhou Zihan.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Zihan turned her head and stared at him, saying word by word: "I will go to Wuhen Peak first."
Wind blows:"......"
He wanted to say something.
He hasn't had time yet.
Qiu Yue, Wu Fan, and Zhang Chen came out hand in hand.
After all, there are still not a few people who can break through the realm by tempering the body with sword intent. They are all still understanding the state of mind.
But the benefits brought by the sword intent tempering are also obvious. The sword intent of these three people is harmonious, and the stars are faintly connected. It is clear that they are not far away from the brilliance.
I think it only happened in the past few days.
"The so-called understanding of two things leads to the same goal after different paths." The master of Zhuyue Peak had a deep meaning, "It's just for heaven and earth to see it. Only when heaven and earth see it can the three radiances of the sun, moon and stars come down."
Zhang Chen and Wu Fan frowned, thoughtfully.
Qiu Yue's divine thoughts moved slightly.
The sword's intention boiled in the sea of consciousness and seemed to be burning.
A starlight fell from the sky.
The great elder of Zhuyue Peak looked at Qiu Yue and smiled happily.
This was her chosen disciple, so outstanding that he did not embarrass her.
It is fleeting, and there is no catastrophe of life and death as imagined.
Most of the disciples of Zhuyue Peak have empty minds, and the calamity of their hearts that leads to enlightenment is not that terrible.
The starlight was faint.
Qiu Yue has already attracted brilliance.
She bowed seriously to the Zhuyue Peak Elder and Zhuyue Peak Master, then turned her head and stared at Feng Qi with an unkind look.
Feng Qi didn't care, he thought, I'm not even afraid of Master Zhuyue Peak, how can I be afraid of you?
Seeing that Feng Qi had no intention of repenting, Qiu Yue nodded, "Tomorrow at noon, we will wait for the sword master at Wuhen Peak at Zhuyue Peak."
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I originally thought that the matter of worshiping the sword was just a small episode in the process of tempering the sword, but I didn't expect that as soon as Feng Qi returned to Wuhen Peak, he heard the news of Zhou Zihan's worship of the sword.
Looking at the deacon who came to deliver the order, Feng Qi felt speechless for a while.
"Even if I want to worship the sword, I have to wait until tomorrow, right? I've been tired all day!"
"Qian Renfeng Sword Master worships your sword by name, and I cannot refuse it."
"I didn't say no, I just wanted to sleep!"
"As a cultivator, you don't need to sleep. Why would Jianzi use this excuse to fiddle with me?"
Feng Qi sighed, missing the time in Yan Bei.
No one there can force him to do anything... But from another perspective, he didn't talk so much when he was in Yanbei.
If he doesn’t talk so much, he naturally doesn’t have much to do.
The wind blows and the mind wanders to the sky.
The deacon coughed twice.
Feng Qi sighed, stood up, and went up the mountain.
Wuhen Peak also has a sword platform, standing on the top of the clouds.
Will be the best.
List of small hills.
There was only Zhou Zihan's slightly thin figure on the sword platform.
Before the wind came, she had won three battles in a row, including the seventh seat of Wuhen Peak, Yin Chen.
Although Zhou Zihan had only one purpose, it was obvious that the dignity of Wuhen Peak could not be maintained only by the wind. Upon hearing that Qian Renfeng's sword had been struck at the peak, all the disciples of Wuhen Peak held their breath.
Worshiping the sword, to put it nicely, is to promote communication among disciples, but to put it badly, it is to deliberately cause disputes.
Not everyone can understand the meaning of sword worship.
They only know that there are other peaks that want to trample them under their feet.
Feng Qi stepped on Qing Shuang and landed on the stage. He looked at the girl in front of him and sighed.
"Did you know I was helping you?"
"Know."
"Then you still come to trouble me?"
"We want to sacrifice the sword together."
"Don't mention this. I'll get even more angry if you mention it."
"Since we are going to sacrifice the sword together, we need to see each other's strength."
"Then?"
"Then we can sort out priorities."
Feng Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking that you are an idiot in life, what are your priorities?
During the conversation, disciples from various seats in Wuhen Peak also rushed to the venue. Further away, Mou Linhan and Wan Jiang could be seen.
"Second Junior Brother, who do you think will win this sword debate?" Mou Linhan said with a smile.
Wan Jiang frowned, "You are now an elder in the Hui Hui realm, how can you still call me junior brother?"
Mou Linhan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "What, you want to call me uncle?"
Wan Jiang's face looked a little ugly, but he tried not to have an attack.
Mou Linhan was silent for a while and said softly: "I will not be an elder."
Wan Jiang was slightly startled and subconsciously asked: "Why?"
After the question came out of his mouth, he realized something was wrong.
It has been some time since the Senior Brother broke through in front of everyone.
But no relevant news came out.
Thinking of this, Wan Jiang's face turned even darker, "Is it related to the fact that you have never been registered as a swordsman?"
Mou Linhan nodded.
Although he was lucky enough to survive that year, he deserved a lot of punishment.
If you don't join the elder's seat, you won't register for the sword position.
No one is allowed to go up or down the mountain unless ordered by the peak master.
Wan Jiang couldn't help but ask: "That year when you came down the mountain to sacrifice the sword, what exactly did you do?"
He had only heard about what happened back then.
Mou Linhan single-handedly entered the Weishui River and killed seventeen large monsters in a row, which attracted the Weishui Demon Ancestor to take action himself, and he almost died.
However, slaying demons is a matter within the monastic community. Every time Fenglei Peak disciples go down the mountain, the Wei River looks like it is stained with blood, which is widely praised by the monastic community.
Could it be that only Feng Leifeng can do this to slay demons?
How ridiculous?
Mou Linhan shook his head, not wanting to say more on this matter.
Wan Jiang was furious and said, "Do you really have no idea at all?"
Mou Linhan was silent for a while, "No."
Wan Jiang's expression was a little complicated.
If it really doesn't exist, why remain silent?
In other words, the secret you guard occupies a more important position in your heart than the Traceless Peak?
What else did Wan Jiang want to say.
Mou Linhan interrupted him with a smile, "They started."
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