For the next month, Yang Qingyun and Jiang Mingyuan stayed in the Nanqing Hall with peace of mind, and Nanhe personally taught them.

Only then did Yang Qingyun know that he could still learn other skills, because of weapon limitations, he couldn't learn the profound sword skills of Jiuhua Mountain, but Yang Qingyun, who could learn spells or something, was already very satisfied.

Fortunately, it is still somewhat convenient for Yang Qingyun to pass over the game character, at least when Uncle Nanhe gives him the spell cheats, he can directly open it and read it and learn it, just like right-clicking on a book in the game to automatically read and learn.

For this reason, Uncle Nanhe also praised him, bluntly saying that he was a good bone and learned so quickly.

The January period passed quickly, and the gate of Jiuhua Mountain had prepared for the martial arts competition during the month, and even Yuchi Jun, who had gone out to travel, returned to Jiuhua Mountain.

Yang Qingyun's master routinely praised him and Jiang Mingyuan after seeing him, and gave each of them some things, so he went back to the Yuqing Hall alone, looking at his expression, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Could this be that Liu Hancheng has been done? Yang Qingyun watched his master's back go away, and couldn't help but think of the relative and friend with facial paralysis who was far away in the Pure Yang Palace.

Yang Qingyun's cultivation is to kill monsters and dungeons, and he doesn't need to practice and retreat all day long like everyone else, so he is now hanging up on a big tree on the side of the road up the mountain in Jiuhua Mountain.

The big tree was as thick as three people hugging each other, and its branches stretched from the side of the road to the top of the road, and Yang Qingyun was sitting on the extended branches, with the ball on his head that he had released from the spirit beast bag to look at the wind.

Picking a bunch of leaves and throwing them around boringly in his hand, Yang Qingyun looked down at the other sect disciples who came up from the mountain one after another, his position was very special, he could see the people below, but the people below raised their heads but couldn't see him, so he was very relieved and boldly looked at the people passing by below one by one.

Soon, he saw acquaintances.

The Dao Chief, who was dressed in Qin Feng Dao robes, had a cold face, and was walking up from the bottom of the mountain with the disciples of the Pure Yang Palace, and his white hair was particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

As soon as Yang Qingyun saw him approaching, he directly threw the leaves in his hand and jumped down from the tree, so frightened that the ball above his head quickly grabbed his hair so as not to fall to the ground.

Liu Hancheng over there was thinking about things, when a white shadow suddenly fell in front of him, and he didn't have a big reaction, but he frightened the group of disciples behind him.

The person who fell from the sky was Yang Qingyun, a thirteen-year-old boy with a delicate appearance, and a soft and cute spirit beast lying on his head, and both one and the beast blinked at Liu Hancheng.

Liu Hancheng: ""

Several of the disciples of the Pure Yang Palace behind him had seen Yang Qingyun in the Pure Yang Palace, and they also knew what kind of position this person occupied in the Pure Yang Palace, so they immediately saluted Yang Qingyun respectfully, and said in unison: "The disciple has seen the master and ancestor!"

The rest of the few who had never seen it, seeing this, hurriedly followed the salute with a blank face, Yang Qingyun waved his hand casually, stepped forward and grabbed Liu Hancheng's arm, and said while taking him to the mountain: "You also come to participate in the martial arts competition?"

Liu Hancheng didn't mind his very intimate behavior at all, he still had a paralyzed face, and replied: "Well, although the Pure Yang Palace has only been established for a hundred years, it can also be regarded as a famous immortal sect, so naturally I have a part in it." ”

"Well, that's great, you can play here a little longer. Yang Qingyun nodded, as if he remembered something, let go of Liu Hancheng's arm, reached out and lifted the ball off the top of his head, held it in front of Liu Hancheng with both hands, and said as if offering treasures: "Look at you, this is Qiuqiu, isn't it cute!"

Liu Hancheng first looked at the dazed spirit beast that was sent to him with a cold face, then softened his gaze, stretched out his hand to take the ball from Yang Qingyun's hand, his slender fingers scratched the spirit beast's ears, and his movements gently smoothed the hair.

Qiuqiu was originally blown up when he was picked up from Yang Qingyun's hands, but at this moment, he immediately obediently came down, a pair of silver eyes narrowed, and his little head rubbed in Liu Hancheng's hand.

Liu Hancheng: "Lend me a hug." ”

Yang Qingyun: ""

How could he have forgotten the nature of this man! He had no resistance to anything cute!

Qiuqiu, who had just been lifted out of the spirit beast bag and released into the wind, was taken away by Liu Hancheng before he could react to anything

Yang Qingyun was still hesitating whether to snatch the ball back first, or just let Liu Hancheng hug it for a while, when an inner disciple stepped forward and said that the head master had been invited.

Since Yuchijun returned to the mountain, except for the first time he saw Yang Qingyun and Jiang Mingyuan, he has never shown up again, and this time he suddenly called someone to pass him over, and he didn't know what was important.

So Qiuqiu was temporarily left behind by Yang Qingyun, and went to Yuqing Hall to see Yuchijun first.

When he arrived at the Yuqing Palace, he found that Jiang Mingyuan was also there, in addition to Jiang Mingyuan, there was also the second senior sister Su Xin who he had seen before, and a tall man he had never seen.

Needless to say, Yang Qingyun also guessed who that man was, and it was probably his senior brother Ling Xiao, who had never had a chance to meet.

While he was looking at Ling Xiao, the latter was also looking at him, obviously having a lot of fun with this junior disciple who was a latecomer, and when he saw him looking at himself, he smiled at him quite kindly.

Yuchi Jun saw that everyone was here, so he cleared his throat, looked at Yang Qingyun and Jiang Mingyuan, and said: "The martial arts competition is held once every ten years, all of which are hosted by me Jiuhua Mountain, and the two of you have only entered my sect in recent years, and you are not allowed to be idle on weekdays as a teacher, so I can teach the two of you, I heard that Senior Brother Nanhe has taught you to practice the sect technique, so I can also feel at ease." Yuchijun paused, seemed to think for a long time, and then spoke again: "Only the rules of this martial arts competition, I have to ask you to come and talk to the two of you in detail, your senior brother and second senior sister have participated in the martial arts competition in previous years, and this time I summoned the two of you to come to let your two senior brothers and sisters explain to you the matters of the conference and the characteristics of the exercises of each sect, you have to remember it clearly!"

"Remember Master's teachings. "Yang Qingyun and Jiang Mingyuan naturally should, obediently follow the senior brother and sister to the side hall to eat melon seeds and chat, oh no, discuss the conference.

After some understanding, I knew that this martial arts conference turned out to be a long-standing tradition, in recent years, it has been hosted by Jiuhua Mountain, each sect can send its own elite disciples to Jiuhua Mountain to participate in the martial arts competition, get the opportunity to compete with other sect elite disciples, and the sect that won the first place in the conference can get the opportunity to host the next martial arts competition.

Only in the past 100 years, Jiuhua Mountain has been the champion of the sect, so everyone has gradually become accustomed to Jiuhua Mountain hosting martial arts competitions.

The contest is divided into three categories, the Jindan period, the Yuan infant period, and the god period; the disciples of each sect who come to participate in the contest will have special personnel to register for the cultivation and the name and age of the sect, and then the registration order is compiled into a number and cultivated separately into categories to make a special jade plaque, in duplicate, one is kept by the contestants themselves, and one is kept by the conference; on the day of the competition, the person who presides over the conference randomly draws the jade medal, and the person who is drawn will go on stage to compete with the opponent.

There are dozens of sects that have signed up for the tournament this time, not including those that have recently risen.

Among the sects that came to sign up, the more famous ones were Qiyun Mountain, the Shattered Star Sword Sect and the Bi Xuan Sect, and then the Pure Yang Palace and the Peach Blossom Workshop, which had risen in the past hundred years.

Among them, Qiyun Mountain is a sect that is good at using spell formations; the Shattered Star Sword Sect is a pure sword sect that respects swords; Bi Yi Sect is all women and is good at using two-handed swords; Needless to say, Pure Yang Palace is the most familiar to Yang Qingyun, the two mental methods of the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect; as for the Peach Blossom Fang, it is also a sect that is all women, and the women in the door all use fans as weapons and are good at using hidden weapons.

This sounds like all of them are difficult characters to deal with, except for the skills of the Pure Yang Palace, Yang Qingyun is familiar with, the Shattered Star Sword Sect is estimated to be similar to the Sword Sect of the Pure Yang, and the others are all ignorant.

The spell formation has made up for it in the past month, and it can only be said that it can barely cope with some simple ones, but Bi Xuan Sect and Peach Blossom Fang will only know what the routine is after they have to fight each other.

Thinking of this, Yang Qingyun only felt a headache, and couldn't help but look at his senior brother, and asked with a bitter face: "Senior brother, do you think my cultivation can really participate in the martial arts competition? ”

Seeing his expression, Ling Xiao couldn't help but smile heartily, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted: "At the beginning, your second senior sister and I also thought the same way, at that time, our cultivation was still in the infancy stage, you have to believe in a sentence, the world's martial arts, only fast and unbroken, senior brother can teach you, there is only so much!"

"Don't be discouraged! Believe in yourself! You can! There is no one among your peers who has reached the middle stage of transformation like you. Second Senior Sister Su Xin also comforted him with Wen Yan on the side, and as soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something, and added: "Of course, except for the head of the Pure Yang Palace who suddenly appeared!"

Yang Qingyun: ""

After discussing with the senior brothers and sisters, and going to say goodbye to Yuchijun, Yang Qingyuncai and Jiang Mingyuan returned to the Yunqing Palace, and as soon as they returned to the door of their room, they saw Liu Hancheng holding Qiuqiu in his arms and waiting quietly under the eaves, with a temperament like snow, which attracted those female disciples of the outer sect to secretly look at him with curious and admiring eyes.

Yang Qingyun stepped forward in a few steps and asked, "Is there something wrong with me?"