"When ......"

In the early morning of the next day, the bell rang again, spreading all over the mountains, and Ji Fan, who was sitting on the bed, woke up from his cultivation, and a black glow flashed in his eyes!

His expression had regained his calmness, and the events of last night seemed to have been fully absorbed into the depths of his heart, and his clear eyes had no trace of yesterday's sadness.

"This Spirit Destroying Ancient Nightmare Body has been running for dozens of weeks, why is it still not complete. He frowned and thought for a moment, but he couldn't figure it out.

Last night, he turned his sadness into strength, first tried to condense the spirit to destroy the 'sixth spirit', but it ended with the insufficient supply of spiritual energy in the spiritual vein, and then he began to cultivate the spirit of the ancient nightmare body, according to the experience of the first three layers of cultivation, it can be completed after three or four days, but this night, he didn't have the slightest feeling, this fourth layer of 'dirty', as if it was a bottomless pit.

"The high-level magic is indeed extraordinary, it seems that we have to break through the ninth stage of the aura as soon as possible, it was a fluke to be able to condense the fifth spirit a few days ago, and this spirit slayer ancient body may also be able to complete after the ninth stage of the aura. He said to himself.

Jumping off the bed, Ji Fan stretched his waist, pushed open the door, the golden morning light shone in, the warmth was refreshing, and he squinted comfortably.

Outside the door is desolate, as far as the eye can see, barren mountains and bald mountains, withered branches and leaves, Tianqing Courtyard is already few people, and now it is even more deserted in winter.

It seemed that Zhang Qing'er and the others had already left, and stood at the door for a while, but no one walked out of the room, and finally he straightened up his old gray clothes and walked towards Yanwutang alone.

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The final of the martial arts competition is the real event of Juexinmen.

Because it is different from the scattered in the screening competition, there is only one place for the finals, and that is the martial arts stage, where all the participating disciples have to conduct the final martial arts competition on the stage, and the sect master and the masters of each academy will all go to the scene to watch the competition, which can be said to be a glorious place that can make you truly famous in the sect.

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When Ji Fan arrived at the Yanwu Hall, it was already overcrowded, and even the cliffs in all directions were full of disciples.

Crowding into the martial arts hall, Ji Fan tidied up his messy clothes, looked up, as in previous years, on the left side of the martial arts platform, a low viewing platform was built, on which nearly a hundred wooden chairs were placed, which was the location of the disciples participating in the finals;

Ji Fan squeezed past the disciples and ascended to the viewing platform on the left, there were already many disciples on it, he roughly swept it, and soon saw Yue Qing sitting there rubbing his chin stunned, approaching and patting him, and startled him.

"Thinking about something?" Ji Fan saw Yue Qing's reaction, pulled over the wooden chair and sat down, looking at the crowd below and smiling.

"It's just boring..."Yue Qing yawned lazily, without Ye Lang by his side, he turned into that casual appearance again, turned his head and looked at Ji Fan twice, seeing that his expression was calm, as if yesterday's incident had not happened, and chuckled: "I see that you are in good shape today?"

Ji Fan stretched his waist and said lazily like him: "It's good to figure out the state." ”

The implication is that he has let go of last night's incident, Yue Qing looked at him fixedly, his brows furrowed slightly, looking at the immature face, only to see that his profile has a depth that should not belong to this age, and his pupils are also unusually calm, no cheer up, no depression, no pathos, which is a little incomprehensible.

Shaking his head, in the end he didn't say anything more, some things, sometimes need a quiet understanding of a person.

The atmosphere was speechless, and the two quietly looked at the hot audience, waiting for the martial arts to start.

And after a while, in the crowded crowd, Ye Lin, Zhang Qing'er and Wei Ying actually appeared in the crowded crowd, Ye Lin walked in the front, Zhang Qing'er and Wei Ying hugged behind, one was eccentric, the other was big-eyed and timid, holding hands, bouncing, so intimate.

Ji Fan was stunned, and then smiled helplessly, no wonder no one came to look for it this morning, it turned out that the three of them were stuck together, Ye Lin and Zhang Qing'er had failed in the screening competition, and Wei Ying now seemed to have given up the finals.

"When these three people who are tired of cultivation come together, they can be regarded as having to taste what they want. ”

Yue Qing opened his mouth, and he realized that Yue Qing was actually looking at Zhang Qing'er and them, and the two of them turned around and smiled at each other.

At this moment, Ye Lin noticed it among the three, and when he looked up and saw Ji Fan and Yue Qing, his smile suddenly became bright.

Zhang Qing'er and Wei Ying, who were following behind, stopped when they saw it, their big eyes were puzzled, and they followed Ye Lin's gaze to see the two people smiling and staring at each other, Zhang Qing'er smiled and turned into a crescent moon, revealing the cute little tiger teeth, and Wei Ying on the side, her pretty face was red, her beautiful eyes dodged in a panic, and her expression was quiet and shy.

"Do you feel that something is not quite right in Wei Ying's eyes?" Yue Qing turned his head to look at his happy appearance and asked with a light smile.

Ji Fan looked at the girl, only to see her head lowered, she couldn't see her eyes, only the long and dense eyelashes on her delicate face, she couldn't help but shake her head, and said, "Yes? I think she's like this." ”

Yue Qing slowly restrained his smile, rolled his eyes and turned his head, what else did he have to say about this kind of emotional intelligence person.

And after a while, some kind of commotion suddenly broke out somewhere in the field, Ji Fan turned his head, and thirteen imposing disciples entered the field in a row, with crystal or golden coats of arms on their chests, Ji Fan roughly swept away, all of them were personal and core disciples, Ye Lang's eyes were clear, his steps were steady, Wei Qing, and Fan Ming were also among the thirteen people.

Ji Fan roughly swept away, he hadn't seen him for nearly a year, there were fewer familiar noodles, and there were a few new faces, he immediately thought of Ye Lang's opponent Chen Li, and hurriedly glanced at it, and because the thirteen people seemed to be sitting in the first place in the core, he took a seat, and soon saw a face next to Ye Lang.

It was a very strange man, there was a seventeen or eighteen year old, with a handsome face, black hair like ink, where he sat with a calm attitude, and he didn't know if it was because of his identity or something else, Ji Fan's first impression was that he felt that this person was quite extraordinary.

"That man is... Chen Li?" Ji Fan said in a deep voice.

Yue Qing was also looking at it, nodded for a moment, and said with a slightly serious expression: "It's a strong opponent, if this kind of performance is not pretending to be calm." ”

Ji Fanwen raised his eyebrows, and looked at it for a while, but he didn't see anything.

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After a moment of arrival and the arrival of the core disciples, there were four figures on the viewing platform of the martial arts arena and sat down, all of them were clean in silver robes, with hostas in their hair, and they were all the masters of each academy, Ji Fan took a general look, and did not see the masters of the Tongjing Academy and the Yunfeng Academy, it seems that it is indeed as rumored, one person travels the world, and the other person leaves the sect with his disciples and has not returned.

After a long time, there were a few rays of light across the sky and landed on the viewing platform, everyone looked up, and the sect master of the Juexin Sect, Li Maia, was in the front, with a majestic expression, and on his side was the master of the Punishment Hall and the Tibetan Scripture Palace, but next to Ren Jingtian, there was also a seat, on which sat a middle-aged man with a good look, not much different from Ren Jingtian's age, there was a man in his forties, tall and burly, ordinary appearance, gray and purple robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, and Leng Sen's eyes were quite intimidating and unfathomable.

"Wind Duct ......"

Seeing this person, Ji Fan's expression changed slightly, and his eyelids jumped slightly, this person is the only Supreme Elder of Juexin Sect, the shocking senior brother of the sect director, and also Fengyu's grandfather, Feng Daoming!

Ji Fan took a deep breath, but the matter of Fengyu in his memory came to his mind, making it difficult for him to suppress it.

Why does Fengyu dare to be so rampant?

It's not because he has a grandfather in the Juexin Gate who has a supreme status and can let him do whatever he wants!

He was furious in his heart, looking at it with hatred, during the experience, Yue Qing had asked him how to deal with it when he met Fengyu one day, and he replied without hesitation, it should be a knife to kill him, and pay tribute to the dignity that was trampled on by him on the day of the Dragon Cliff!

Yue Qing asked him if he had any regrets, and he resolutely said categorically that although he died, he had no regrets!

Now that he has been training for a year, his thoughts are no longer so frivolous, especially after seeing Feng Daoming, the old man's unfathomable depth makes him think more.

What he has to do is not to lose his life for one life, but after killing Feng Yu, he can still withstand the anger of Feng Daoming and the entire sect, and he will not involve the people of Tianqing Courtyard, so that Zhang Qing'er and other relatives will be harmed!

This is not a coward's thought and expression, hatred, he never dares to forget! It is also unforgettable! However, under this premise, he needs to have more strength! Otherwise, he will be sent to death!

The big husband can bend and stretch, so he will continue to hibernate, and when he has strength, he will definitely set off a storm!

Ji Fan looked high-spirited, and at this time, Feng Daoming seemed to be aware, looked over, and saw Ji Fan staring at him, stunned for a moment, and nodded a little kindly.

Ji Fan was taken aback, he didn't expect Feng Daoming to be so alert, and he hurriedly smiled back politely, and at the same time, in his heart, he also hung an extremely dangerous label on him, feeling that the man was not easy to deal with.

Retracting his gaze, there were already more people on the stage, there were dozens of them, each of them was full of head, and the momentum was violent, Ji Fan roughly glanced twice, but he didn't find that there were people from Yunfeng Academy, frowned and thought about it, and suddenly found that since the martial arts conference, he had never seen anyone from Yunfeng Academy, was he really down?

Shaking his head, he put away his thoughts, and just at this time, an acquaintance came up, it was Wang Ying, who was tied with him in the screening competition, and after he stepped on the stage, he saw Ji Fan coming over without hesitation, pulling out the chair and sitting down, Ji Fan greeted warmly, Wang Ying just nodded, which made him extremely embarrassed.

Wang Ying sat down beside him, but it was not a happy thing, and soon he became uncomfortable, because Wang Ying cast a fiery gaze at him from time to time, and the fighting spirit was fierce, as if he regarded him as a prey, and after a while, Yue Qing seemed to notice it, glanced at the two of them strangely, approached Ji Fan and asked in a low voice, "You enemy?"

Ji Fan leaned back in the chair and explained to Yue Qing in a very small voice, Yue Qing nodded, and then pulled the chair to the other side, with a non-caring expression, as if to say don't hurt him by mistake.

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