In the early morning, the campus is quiet and quiet, and the sound of teachers with megaphones in the teaching building not far away can be faintly heard in the wind.

No one stopped in the depths of the green belt planted with trees and lawns, and the occasional teachers and students passing by were in a hurry, not glancing at this corner.

Nan Qiang grabbed Ming Xiaoying and turned around to leave under Hou Zhi's hateful and fearful gaze.

Suddenly, there was a slight breeze, and there seemed to be some kind of refreshing floral fragrance floating in the air.

A slender figure stood silently in front of Nan Qiang, dressed like a fairy, with long hair fluttering, and a snow-white mask on his face covering all joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

"Cultivating the Phoenix Zhu Forgetfulness?" Nan Qiang stopped and stared at the demon clan who had never seen it before, although he was in the same column as the "Seven Phoenixes".

Xiuhuang was silent and nodded slightly.

"What's the matter? The Nirvana Demon Domain still wants to arrest me back?" Nan Qiang asked.

Xiuhuang, who was destined to call "Zhu Forgetfulness", nodded again.

Nan Qiang looked at Zhu Wang's eyes that stopped water and did not wave, and suddenly laughed after a while, "It turns out that the famous Xiuhuang is actually a dumb ......"

Before she finished speaking, Ming Xiaoying fell to the ground.

Nanqiang suddenly disappeared from its place, and there was a buzzing sound in the air, like a string not trembling, and like a sharp arrow breaking through the air.

But almost at the same time, Zhu Wang's feelings also disappeared from the same place.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng—"

Hou Zhi saw that the air in front of him was weirdly distorted, and his head was swollen by the harsh resonance that followed, and he hurriedly covered his ears tightly, Ming Xiaoying also covered his ears, and hurriedly took the opportunity to run back to Hou Zhi's side and hold Hou Zhi's hand tightly.

The aftermath continued, and the figures of the two demon cultivators had returned to their original positions.

Nan Qiang had an extra blood mark on her cheek, and her face was a little pale, and the silent Zhu Wangqing couldn't see the change, but a strand of severed hair in front of her slowly fell.

"The line between life and death?" Nan Qiang broke the other party's supernatural ability from the same source as her, and suddenly said, "It turns out that the yellow bird that I ate was your kind, I said why did I see you so kind." ”

Zhu Wang's words were speechless, and the waves in his clear eyes were faint, and the murderous aura gradually condensed.

"Hehe, are you so angry?" Nan Qiang put on a cute expression and said coquettishly, "I think that the bird that cries very well before death is your good sister?

Hou Zhi on the side heard the bloodshed after these words, and looked at Nan Qiang's beautiful and lovely face, and shuddered.

Zhu Wangqing's body shook, and then his jade wrist was raised, and a silver shuttle appeared.

"Oops!" Nan Qiang looked around and said with a smile: "My sister still has something to do today, so I won't catch up with my sister." ”

With that, Nan Qiang turned into a streamer of light, and in the blink of an eye, he walked far away.

Xiuhuang glanced back at Hou Zhi and Ming Xiaoying, pointed to the ground on tiptoe, and chased after him with the same light.

The wind stopped and the forest was quiet, and the faint fragrance went far away, and Hou Zhi and Ming Xiaoying came back to their senses from their frightening, clasped their hands, and were speechless for a while.

At this time, Hou Zhi's mobile phone rang.

Hou Zhi glanced at it, answered it immediately, and then heard Xiao Er's voice: "Hou Zhi, where are you? Didn't you make an appointment to meet at the Peach Monument?"

"Ah, I'll be there soon, shall I bring Xiao Ying with me?"

……

The peach stele is a small landmark in the eastern suburbs of Sucheng City, and it is also a typical man-made attraction in the period of urban expansion, and later the urban planning was changed, and the place was desolate, and the surrounding land was changed back to the vegetable field by the industrious farmers in the urban village, only in the middle of the so-called abstract cement sculpture, standing alone in the middle of several artificial stone tables and stone benches.

Xiao Er, who was sitting on the stone bench, hung up the phone and sighed.

Wen Lian, who was opposite him, changed into a pair of cool short-sleeved jeans, and when he saw him sighing, he raised his eyebrows and laughed: "What are you doing with a sad face, this time you borrowed the Sanssoi Stone to play Sanzong and Yuanyuan, shouldn't you be very proud?"

Wen Lian easily dragged the Yuanyuan demons with her own strength last night, at this time, the Sansso-free Stone was decided, Fang Mingzhao was captured, and the Yuanyuan demons who received the news naturally retreated, so she went straight to Xiao Er to ask them about the piece of information they had obtained after planning for a long time.

"I didn't expect it to be a little more troublesome than I thought. Xiao Er said, "I thought that as long as you and I had enough realm, enough fame, and the right time, it would not be difficult for the Lingguan Sect to release people, but I didn't expect that the Dao of Heaven was really the same thing as the Luofu Pagoda." ”

Hearing this, Wen Lian also fell silent.

The person ten years ago was captured by the Spiritual Sect, maybe no one in the world cares, but he cares about her.

At the age of fourteen, they were all people with strong Dao hearts, and they were all cultivation geniuses who were rare in time. Even in the face of a behemoth like the Spiritual Sect, they were determined to spend fifty or even a hundred years on the path of their lives, and they also wanted to rescue the childhood friend who was innocently victimized just because she was.

But as I grew older and learned more about the world, the more ridiculous I realized that the original idea was ridiculous.

But for people like Xiao Er and Wen Lian, if they don't change, it is difficult to step on the sky, and there is only the difference between right and wrong methods, and the word "abandonment" is never among the options.

"It seems that we still have to find a way from Kunlun. Xiao Er pondered for a long time and looked at Wen Lian: "Why don't you find a way to become the head of Kunlun?"

Wen Lian rolled his eyes: "I think it's also a good way for the two of us to knock on the gate of heaven and hit Penglai directly, at least it's much better than your bad idea." ”

Xiao Er thought for a while: "There should be other ways, but we still have too little understanding of spiritual concepts. ”

"It's not easy to get to this point, how can there be any way in this world to directly know this biggest secret in the Spirit Sect?" Wen Lian said casually, "unless ......."

The two suddenly had a sense of well-being, glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Heavenly Book Message!"

Xiao Er immediately took out his mobile phone to log in to the official website of Co-governance, and the headline on the webpage was the news just released yesterday: "This year's Dragon Boat Festival, Dongyue of Shenzhou, the young phoenix is singing, and the sycamore is clear." ”

The following is a clear list of the rewards of yin and yang co-governance in this puja, and the top one is "the top three pujas, the book of heaven asks for prophecy." ”

Wen Lian looked at Xiao Er and said with a serious expression: "Although I don't know why the Three Sects opened the Heavenly Book of Legends, this is indeed our opportunity. ”

"Top three ......" Xiao Er frowned, "I remember that on the list of rivers and mountains discharged by the Ministry of Communism this year, you ranked tenth among the monks of the Ming Che Realm, are you sure?"

The Jiangshan List is a list compiled by the Ministry of Co-governance under the name of "talented people from all generations", and it is all listed according to the information collected by all parties, and it is sprinkled with joy, ranking as many as 1,000 people.

In the past, when private strife was prevalent, everyone in the cultivation world knew that this was just a small means for the co-governance department to deliberately provoke the elite disciples of various families to compete for fame and courage in order to check and balance the wealthy clans.

However, because it is still unmistakable on the whole, every time there is a puja, this list has become an important reference for many loose practices that are not widely known and have few channels.

And after each puja, the list will naturally be rearranged.

Today's list of rivers and mountains was arranged at the beginning of this year, in the column of Ming Che monks, Zhang Weixu of the Luofu Sword Sect ranked first, Lin Guanfu, the chief of the Lingguan Sect, was only thirteen, and Jia Zhenzhen, the contemporary chief of Kunlun, was even more famous after the twenty, but Wen Lian, the little uncle of the Kunlun Sect, ranked tenth.

And Xiao Er, who was lucky enough to beat Zhang Weixuan once three years ago, only ranked fifth this year.

Although there are many believers on the list, in fact, many people on this list have not moved since the last festival, and their rankings are quite lagging behind. For example, the disciples of the more well-informed Great Sects, in fact, no one believed too much in this list.

For example, Xiao Er firmly believes that as long as Pu Li, who is in a special situation today, is not in a hurry to break through the realm, but goes to participate in the Fa, he can steadily overwhelm everyone on the list.

Another example is Lin Guanfu, before he lost to Xiao Er, he never felt that he would not be able to defeat a qi practitioner who was rolling in the world.

"In the environment of the festival, I can't beat Zhang Weixu and Li Guanxuan, and I can't add two magic weapons. Wen Lian said directly, "In addition, there may be half-step supernatural powers in the Demon Domain, if you want to win the championship, you have to help me." ”

"Good. Xiao Er agreed without thinking.

Xiao Er was one step away from the Divine Power Realm at this time, and normal human monks did not have such a "half-step supernatural power" as Pu Li. Xiao Er wants to participate in the festival to help Wen Lian win the championship, which means that he must completely give up his practice before the Dragon Boat Festival, so as to avoid stepping into the realm of supernatural powers in a logical step.

Forcibly pressing the realm, naturally, has to pay many costs, and some of them are afraid that they will become a big trouble on the path of cultivation in the future, but there is always a priority in everything.

The two chatted a few more words, and then saw Hou Zhi and Ming Xiaochun running over from a distance.

Xiao Er beckoned to them, smiled and placed the two bottles of extremely precious pills on the stone table.

When Hou Zhi and the others approached, Wen Lian stood up: "You talk, I'll go around first." ”

Hou Zhi looked at Xiao Er, a little puzzled.

"It's okay, it's okay, this fairy has a relatively cold personality," Xiao Er said nonsense, "You have read so many novels, you should understand." ”

"Ah...... Oh. Hou Zhi pulled Ming Xiaoying to sit down opposite Xiao Er: "Look...... This ......"

"Don't do this, this, that," Xiao Er sighed: "I promised you that things won't go wrong, first tell you what the cultivation is about, and then I'll take you to a place later." ”

"Eun ......"

Xiao Er sorted out his thoughts: "First of all, the matter of cultivation is essentially ......"

As soon as he was about to speak, he saw Wen Lian retreating step by step, his face was serious, and he was feeling strange, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a girl in a small Lolita dress walking from a distance, walking like a ghost, and approached in a few steps.

Xiao Er's complexion changed greatly, Huo Ran got up, flashed forward and stood side by side with Wen Lian.

And Nan Qiang had already stretched out a small hand to Ming Xiaoying.

"Bang!" Under the red mana, Xiao Er and Wen Lian fell out at the same time, and Ming Xiaoying once again fell into Nanqiang's hands.

Hou Zhi stared at this scene blankly, his fists clenched, and his nails sank into the flesh.

"Hee-hee, it took a lot of effort to deceive my good sister. Nan Qiang smiled and said to Ming Xiaoying, who was biting her lip, "It's really hard to find you, let's go!"

"Let her go!"

With a heart-rending roar, even Nan Qiang was startled.

Xiao Er suppressed the sharp pain in his body and looked at Hou Zhi in surprise.

Hou Zhi trembled, his face was hideous, and the whole person suddenly burst out of cyan light, hunting and taking off, and there was a heroic bird phantom in the light and shadow, fluttering its wings and ready to fly.

When Nan Qiang saw the phantom, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and said to Ming Xiaoying: "You actually gave Xuanniao tears to this human being?"