Along the way, Li Ruyun and Senior Brother Lin kept walking in front, wanting to get rid of Zhao An, but Zhao An was very flexible, not only was he not left behind, but the second half was even worse, and the branches in his hands often played inexplicably, which was extremely annoying. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But it's strange to say, not to mention that the three people on the road didn't meet dragons, snakes, and beasts, but they didn't even meet an ant.

Li Ruyun has always boasted of his extraordinary ear power, but he didn't hear anything strange along the way.

Half an hour later, as soon as the three of them walked out of the back mountain, Zhao An threw away the branch in his hand, his face was a little tired, and he said very sincerely, "Senior Sister Li, you have to be careful next time you walk this road alone, you go to my master, I'll go back and rest for a while." ”

"You!"

Li Ruyun clenched her silver teeth, looking at the back of Zhao An leaving, her pretty face turned pale with anger, obviously she and Senior Brother Lin were walking in front of her all the way to protect Zhao An. But now it was as if the two of them had borrowed his light.

"Don't say anything else, Senior Brother Zhao wants to be called the first, I'm afraid no one dares to call the second. ”

Senior Brother Lin naturally will not let go of this good opportunity, seize any opportunity to sneer, anyone who looks at such a person who is inferior to himself in every way, occupying better resources and treatment than himself, it must be difficult not to be jealous and resentful.

"Shut up! Let's go. Li Ruyun kicked away the branch on the ground and turned his head away.

Back in the room, Zhao An collapsed on the bed tiredly, looking exhausted.

He rubbed his eyes with his hands in pain, and when he opened them again, a faint light flashed from his pupils, faintly imperceptible.

"It's been used for too long this time, but fortunately the mountain road is not too long, otherwise I would have to be blind......

Zhao An rubbed his eyes and muttered in a low voice.

Zhao An is indeed a different senior brother, not just because he can't even perform a complete set of swordsmanship, but because of his eyes.

For as long as he can remember, any speed that falls in his eyes can be slowed down a hundred times as long as he wants!

It was precisely because of this that he was able to use tree branches to accurately and quickly intercept the dragons, snakes, insects and ants that attacked Li Ruyun on the mountain road just now.

And he doesn't practice swordsmanship, it's not that he doesn't want to practice, but those swordsmanship falls in his eyes, no matter how fast the sword is, it becomes full of loopholes in an instant, as long as he is willing, he can even find out all the loopholes and give the other party the most fatal blow!

It's a pity that he can't use this ability often, not only because it takes a lot of energy to consume and condense every time, but most importantly, his eyes and head hurt badly every time he uses it.

If you use it less often, it doesn't matter, but once you use it for a long time, it will be like now, the whole person is sick, unable to lift a trace of energy, and the eyes are extremely painful, and the vision is blurry.

It's like, as if there's something in the eye.

Before Zhao An could rest for too long, a knock on the door sounded from outside.

"Don't bother me!"

Zhao An opened his mouth a little irritably, turned over and lay down, intending to sleep well.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's the master who is looking for you, you better go quickly, be careful that the master is unhappy when it's late. ”

A somewhat anxious voice sounded outside the door, although Zhao An was looked at and ridiculed outside, but no one dared in Tailan Courtyard, not to mention that Zhao An got along with them very well on weekdays, just Zhao Lan's short-term temperament, no one dared to provoke Zhao An.

As soon as he heard that Zhao Lan was looking for him, Zhao Andeng sat up, covered his eyes stiffly, and struggled to stand up.

This master treats him very well on weekdays, just like his father, although Zhao Lan did not teach him any swordsmanship, but he still has great respect for Zhao Lan in his heart, and took a deep breath, Zhao An opened his bloodshot eyes, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Walk through a small courtyard in all directions, then walk through the place where the disciples practice and compete on weekdays, and finally through a small pond, which is Zhao Lan's study.

Along the way, when everyone saw Zhao An, they would say "senior brother", but it was unknown how much of the true feelings were there.

Zhao An didn't bother to think about it, so he walked straight to Zhao Lan's room, knocked on the door gently, and said,

"Master, disciple Zhao An asks to see. ”

"Come in. A gentle voice came from it, Zhao An pushed the door in, only to see Li Ruyun and Senior Brother Lin standing upright on one side in the room, in the middle of the study, a middle-aged man in a gray robe, standing behind the bookcase, brushing his sleeve with his left hand, and walking with a pen.

"Where are you going to play again, tired like this. ”

This person is none other than Zhao Lan.

Since Zhao An entered the house, Zhao Lan didn't look up at all, she had been writing, and just by the sound of footsteps, she asked casually.

Li Ruyun and Senior Brother Lin rolled their eyes in their hearts, and the bamboo stick in Zhao An's hand was not idle along the way, and it was strange that they were not tired.

But despite thinking so, when they looked up and saw Zhao An's bloodshot pupils, the two of them were still startled.

Zhao An's face flushed, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "The disciple just went to the back mountain to take a turn, I don't know if the master summoned the disciple to come, what are the instructions?"

"I don't have any orders, this time your two uncles, Liu and Xu, sent someone to spread the word to discuss the matter of the sect's big competition. ”

Zhao An's eyes were red, he hadn't recovered from his vague state, and he was not interested in the sect competition at all.

The Great Contest of the Sect is the prosperous era of Ling Jianmen every five years, and it is also the means for Ling Jianmen to select outstanding disciples.

And the rest will also be asked by other elders to come and become disciples of their own lineage.

Originally, the competition under Zhao Lan's name was the fiercest, because the other elders of Ling Jianmen said more than once that among the entire sect, Zhao Lan's swordsmanship was the highest, but Zhao Lan had no intention of teaching his disciples for many years, and only practiced calligraphy in the house every day.

And the last time the Crazy Sword Sect visited, after Zhao An danced an embarrassing set of introductory swordsmanship, the disciples under the sect walked and scattered, and now there are fewer people left.

Since Zhao An was originally Zhao Lan's introductory disciple, he went to see the excitement of the sect competition every year, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Go ahead. ”

Just when Zhao An kept blinking his eyes to relieve the pain, suddenly, Zhao Lan's words, like a thunderbolt from the sky, exploded in Zhao An's ears.

In an instant, even Li Ruyun and Senior Brother Lin were stunned, they didn't expect Zhao Lan to assign Zhao An to go!

The people of the whole sect know that Zhao An can't even dance a complete set of swordsmanship, and participating in this kind of sect competition is looking for death!

The corners of Zhao An's mouth twitched, and he asked tentatively, "Master, are you saying that I should participate in the sect competition?"

The house was very quiet.

Zhao Lan carefully finished writing the last stroke on the paper with her right hand, looked at the words on her paper, and there was no emotion in her eyes.

"Yes, this sect competition is different from the past, not only disciples participate, but every elder also has to send disciples, you go and try. ”

After a pause, Zhao Lan put down the pen in his hand, raised his head, and asked indifferently,

"Questions?"

"No!" Zhao An replied immediately, his eyes were red with pain, or what, and there was a faint momentum to cry.

"You don't have to think about it, the final winner of this sect competition will be eligible to be sent to the Yunhai Sect to become a registered disciple. Zhao Lan said slowly, "Seeking the way and seeking immortals, isn't this what you have always hoped for?"

"What, a registered disciple of the Yunhai Sect?!"

Zhao An's originally confused face suddenly showed surprise, and he looked at Zhao Lan dumbfounded.

Yunhai Sect, is this true? Am I not mistaken?

Among the many immortal novels, the struggle between the Yunhai Sect and the Demon Dao Sect is naturally indispensable, and he has also longed for countless times that he will one day become a disciple of the Yunhai Sect and be an immortal who lives forever.

It's not a novel, it's not a yearning, it's really Yunhai Sect!

"Master, are you sure you said yes, it's Yunhai Sect?" Zhao An swallowed his saliva and asked worriedly.

"Of course. Zhao Lan spoke, "Three days later, the sect will participate in the big competition of the sect, and you will participate in the lineage of the teacher, and go back to prepare well." ”

"However, why have you never heard of it before, the Yunhai Sect will come to us to recruit apprentices?" Zhao An asked with some disbelief.

"My Ling Jianmen was originally a small sect that depended on the Yunhai Sect to survive, and the opportunity for the Immortal Sect to accept disciples is uncertain, every time I accept disciples, I will select disciples among the famous sects and sects. ”

"You are eager to seek immortals, maybe this time is your chance. ”

Zhao Lan's eyes showed a hint of softness, looking at his apprentice with excitement and excitement, and smiled and spoke.

Seeing Zhao An's happy departure, Li Ruyun and Senior Brother Lin deeply despised this pair of masters and apprentices in their hearts.

When the apprentice can't even understand a set of swordsmanship, he has to fight with those who have advanced swordsmanship and have practiced hard for several years. And the master actually let him go, and he looked determined to win and full of confidence.

Where did the confidence of these two people come from!

It's incredible......!