Temple Street became a martial arts arena.

The palms of the White Feather Saintess and Cang Yuzhi collided head-on. The cultivation of both of them is the first layer of the Daoming Realm, and they have also used eighty percent of their strength in this competition.

For a while, the wind and snow were flying, the wind and thunder roared, the arc was entangled, and the void trembled.

Behind the white-feathered saintess appeared a white statue with a snow-white body and a long neck with a feather crown and a long neck, and behind Cang Yuzhi appeared a goshawk with wings covering the sky and brown feathers and golden eyes.

The two forces squeezed together, emitting a powerful power.

With the collision point as the center, the ground within a radius of 10 zhang cracked, and the gravel floated. The roots of the tree were pulled out, and the whole tree floated up.

On the side of the road on Temple Street, a cooked food stall near the site of the battle was suddenly swept into the air by this force.

A roast leg of lamb with grease on the surface ascended to the sky. A golden buttery roast chicken flew into the air. Wooden tables and wooden benches hung as if they were being hung by ropes.

The hat on the stall owner's head fell off, and he held his head in his hands, his feet off the ground, messy in the wind, "Oops, why can't I get down." ”

The palms of the White Feather Saintess and Cang Yuzhi pushed forward at the same time.

Rumble!

When he landed, a swirling spiritual pressure burst out, and within a radius of ten zhang, something hovering in mid-air was thrown out by the swirling air current.

The leg of lamb ran to the roof of the house in the distance, and the roast chicken was thrown out, and the chicken beak was just stuck in the stall owner's buttocks. The stall owner's body was stuck in the branch and he screamed in pain: "Who is biting me from behind!"

"The person who fought with the White Feather Holy Maiden was the Zhi Gongzi of the Cangyu Tribe. Someone exclaimed.

"Run, they're fighting, they're going to make a fuss. ”

"Oh my God, it's windy. ”

"I'm taking off. ”

The crowd around was a mess.

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On weekdays, the White Feather Saintess and Cang Yuzhi are familiar with each other, but they have never had the experience of fighting each other directly.

The White Feather Saintess's face was covered by a white scarf, and she couldn't see her expression, so she thought in her heart: "Cangyu Zhi, it is rumored that he is the number one warrior of the Cangyu tribe, and he really has some means." If we continue to fight, it will be difficult for him and I to distinguish the winner in a short period of time. Next, I have to rush to the Flying Feather Temple blessing ceremony, and I can't waste time here with him. ”

Cang Yuzhi secretly thought in his heart: "I'm not here to fight with the White Feather Holy Maiden, but this time in order to let Xu Yang blend into the White Feather Tribe, I can only offend her." I didn't expect this woman to go crazy all of a sudden, using so much strength, is this going to fight with me?"

Cang Yu Zhi said loudly: "The Holy Maiden of the White Feather Tribe, today is the festival for the Flying Feather Holy Temple to open its doors and pray for blessings, and this temple street is not a place to fight ruthlessly, and it is even worse to hurt the innocent people around." Please also ask the White Feather Holy Maiden to calm her anger. ”

Seeing that Cang Yuzhi gave her the steps, the White Feather Holy Maiden thought to herself: "Cang Yuzhi, if it weren't for the fear of delaying the blessing ceremony, this Holy Maiden would have decided with you today." ”

The two of them withdrew their outstretched palms at the same time, and each took three steps back before standing firmly.

The surrounding wind and snow drifted away, the wind and thunder stopped, and the scene cooled down.

The White Feather Holy Maiden said: "Cangyu Zhi, you are the first warrior of the Cangyu tribe, and one of the public heirs to the patriarch of the Cangyu tribe. If you don't explain what you're doing today, you're going to provoke a war between the two tribes. ”

Cang Yuzhi clenched his fists and said respectfully: "I'm really sorry, if I didn't make a move just now, one of my attendants would be killed by you, the Holy Maiden." Actually, it doesn't matter if you die an acolyte, I just don't want the blood of a descendant of foreign blood to stain the hands of the Holy Maiden and pollute the rest of the blessing ceremony. According to the rules of the blessing ceremony, the holy woman who participates in the blessing must not be stained with the blood of foreigners on this day. The blessing ceremony of the Flying Feather Temple belongs to the entire Flying Feather Alliance, and there can be no mistakes. Otherwise, in case the feather god is dissatisfied, he will send down the wind disaster punishment for the entire Flying Feather Alliance

The people will suffer. I hope that the White Feather Holy Maiden will focus on the overall situation. ”

When the White Feather Holy Maiden heard this, she quickly calmed down as if she had been splashed with cold water, and blamed herself in her heart: "Oh, it's all my fault for being so impulsive." If Cang Yuzhi doesn't stop me, I'm afraid that my rash move just now will really kill that drunk, thus breaking the rules of the blessing ceremony. In this way, I also have to thank Cang Yuzhi. ”

The White Feather Saintess didn't speak, just nodded slightly in agreement.

Cang Yuzhi turned his head to look at Xu Yang, and said sharply: "Xu Yang, I haven't come to make amends to the White Feather Holy Maiden." ”

Xu Yang was waiting for Cang Yuzhi to call him.

He turned three steps into two steps, pretended to stumble and ran up, and was about to kneel down in front of the white-feathered saintess.

The White Feather Holy Maiden flicked it with one hand, and a mysterious force held Xu Yang's bowing body, and said coldly: "This Holy Maiden is the Holy Maiden of the White Feather Tribe, the Holy Maiden of the Flying Feather Alliance, but not the Holy Maiden of you, a foreigner. I will not accept your prostration. ”

Xu Yang took two steps back, bowed, and said, "Little Xu Yang is the servant of the Zhi Gongzi of the Cangyu Tribe. When I first came to the temple fair, I didn't understand the rules, I was drunk just now, which disturbed the travel of the Holy Maiden, and I asked the Holy Maiden to surrender. ”

The White Feather Holy Maiden's gaze shifted to Cang Yuzhi's body, and said, "Cang Yuzhi, since he is your servant, he can only ask you, the master, for an explanation." ”

The guards and warriors of the White Feather Tribe, who were injured by Xu Yang, groaned and pointed behind them.

Cang Yuzhi nodded and responded seriously: "Xu Yang was drunk first, it was his fault. I have a thousand high-grade wind spirit stones here, even if it is for the healing expenses and compensation of the injured. ”

As he spoke, he took out a storage bag containing spirit stones.

The white-feathered saintess waved her hand behind her, and the personal maid behind her hurriedly came over.

"Collect these 1,000 high-grade spirit stones and distribute them to the injured. The White Feather Saintess said.

The personal maid held the storage bag handed over by Cang Yuzhi with both hands and retreated.

One thousand top-grade wind spirit stones are equivalent to ten times the value of ordinary top-grade spirit stones. It's also a huge asset in the Flying Feather League.

Those guard warriors who were injured by Xu Yang saw that the other party had compensated such a large amount of wind spirit stones, and they suddenly felt no pain all over their bodies. Everyone's head is equivalent to their income for several years.

The White Feather Saintess thought to herself, "One thousand top-grade wind spirit stones is not a small number. That's not what I wanted, though. This time the incident is well known, and I must get the face of the White Feather Tribe back on the spot. ”

The White Feather Saintess said: "Zhi Gongzi is really generous. There are some things that can be solved by spirit stones, but some can't. ”

Cang Yuzhi said: "Please make it clear to the Holy Maiden, as long as I can do it, I will never regret it." ”

The White Feather Saintess's gaze carefully looked at Cang Yuzhi's body, and at the same time calculated in her heart: "This Cang Yuzhi's appearance, temperament and ability are outstanding among the warriors of the entire Flying Feather Alliance, if I can take him in, wouldn't I kill two birds with one stone......"

Cang Yu Zhi saw that the White Feather Holy Maiden opposite was staring at him with a pair of eyes, but he didn't speak, a little embarrassed, and said, "Please speak clearly." ”

The White Feather Saintess removed the white scarf that covered her face with her hand, revealing a beautiful face underneath.

Dai eyebrows are like swords, eyes are clear, nose is like jade, no heavy makeup, and natural red lips. In every gesture, a cold breath wafted out, white clothes and white snow, and the heroic spirit was not inferior to that of men.

The White Feather Holy Maiden said: "I want you to join the White Feather tribe and become my nominal husband of Bai Yujing." ”

When Cang Yuzhi on the opposite side heard this, he seemed to have been suddenly hit by a thunderbolt and was stunned.

Did you hear that right? Join the White Feather Tribe and become the titular husband of the White Feather Holy Maiden?

The saints of the Flying Feather Alliance all want to maintain their virgin bodies and become the nominal husbands of the saints, only in the name of husband and wife, but not in the reality of husband and wife. Plainly

It is equivalent to the personal attendant of the saint.

For Cang Yuzhi, it is a naked humiliation.

Moreover, if Cangyu Zhizhen became the titular husband of the White Feather Holy Maiden Bai Yujing, he would have no way to continue to stay in the Cangyu tribe, and at the same time automatically give up the qualification of the patriarch of the Cangyu tribe to inherit. This would be a great weakening of the strength of the Cangyu tribe.

The White Feather Saintess put back on the white scarf that covered her face, and said confidently: "Cang Yuzhi, I will give you a fair chance." You and I will duel in the Great Wind Ridge in three months, if you lose to me, you must join the White Feather Tribe and be my nominal husband. ”

Cang Yuzhi's heart calmed down a little, and he said solemnly: "Cang Yuzhi accepts the challenge from the White Feather Holy Maiden. ”

Xu Yang on the side was a little anxious. What's the matter? These two people are getting along with such fanfare?

Xu Yang secretly said: "Zhi Gongzi, I haven't said anything yet?"

Cang Yuzhi turned to look at Xu Yang and said sharply: "Xu Yang, it's a mistake for you to lose your temper after drinking, and it's even more wrong to block the way of the Holy Maiden. The White Feather Saintess is not as knowledgeable as you, but I, the master, must punish you. ”

After a pause, Cang Yuzhi continued: "I will punish you for three months as the attendant of the White Feather Holy Maiden. ”

Xu Yang bowed and said respectfully: "I am willing to accept the punishment of my master Zhi Gongzi." For three months from now, the White Feather Saintess will be my new master. ”

Xu Yang turned around, faced the White Feather Holy Maiden, and said respectfully: "Master, let Xu Yang guide you by guarding." ”

The White Feather Saintess looked at Cang Yuzhi and muttered a little in her heart, "Cang Yuzhi wants to stuff this Xu Yang into me as an attendant." During this period, if something happens to Xu Yang, it will be a loss of face. In this way, he indirectly protected Xu Yang from someone from the White Feather Tribe from making trouble for him again. Cang Yuzhi, you are very smart. ”

The White Feather Saintess turned her face to look at Xu Yang, her eyes swept over the soul ring on Xu Yang's arm, and then said, "It's okay." I just don't have a capable guard. However, you are a foreigner, and I must add a soul spell to your soul ring, so that I can rest assured that you will enter and leave the White Feather Tribe with me. ”

Xu Yang was overjoyed in his heart, "White Feather Tribe, I, Xu Yang, am here." ”

Xu Yang's face did not change, and he said respectfully: "Please give the master the soul curse brand." ”

The White Feather Saintess pointed out in the air with one hand, and a white flying feather-like spiritual light landed on the silver soul ring on the surface of Xu Yang's arm, making a clanging sound.

Xu Yang only felt that the soul ring on the surface of his arm tightened slightly, one arm was slightly numb, and a wind and snow power was stimulated from the soul ring, through the meridians, imprinted on the surface of his heart vein.

Xu Yang paid attention to the changes in his heart with the method of internal vision, and secretly said: "The soul power of this White Feather Holy Maiden is not under the Cangyu Zhi. But such a level of power of the spell seal is under the control of me, Xu Xiaoxian. ”

The White Feather Saintess sat back on her chariot, and the eight strong men who carried the chariot neatly carried the chariot on their shoulders and walked up, and Xu Yang led the way alone.

As Xu Yang walked, he said loudly: "When the White Feather Holy Maiden travels, the Feather God believers greet and pass on great love and good fortune." ”

The crowd on Temple Street quickly calmed down and knelt down on the side of the road in an orderly manner to greet them.

These people had just seen the power of the White Feather Holy Maiden's attack, and they had even more reverence for this half-human and half-god figure in their hearts.

Cang Yuzhi looked at the direction where Xu Yang was going, and whispered to himself: "Friend Xu Yang, I can only help you get to this." ”

After that, Cang Yuzhi organized some tribesmen to clean and repair the damaged temple streets and stalls, and compensate for the related losses.

The owner who had destroyed the stall was compensated for thirty high-grade wind spirit stones.

"This is a fortune that I can't make in three years. ”

The stall owner was happy to fly, he bowed down reverently in the direction of Feiyu Mountain, and said in his mouth: "The holy lady of the White Feather Tribe, bless the little one to be rich." ”