After coming to the Qingyun Department for so many days and months, this was the first time Zhao An spent the night in the Qingyun Department's sect. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Under a towering tree, Zhao An sat cross-legged on the side, made some preventive hands and feet around his left and right bodies, and then quietly looked at the quiet surroundings.

The night of the green clouds is very bright, and there are slight green rays flashing from time to time in the dark night, like shining beads, shining in the night sky with a soft light. Not far away, several monks sat in a corner with their knees meditated, just like him, while others lingered around the friars, their faces full of courtesy.

Zhao An let out a long sigh, his eyes swept around, and he secretly sighed in his heart that the environment here was much better than his cave. Early tomorrow morning, he will follow Lin Xingchen and them to the wind ring, and God knows what else will happen.

Since he can't dodge it, then no matter what, he has to return to his peak state first, which is the best strategy.

Touching the storage bag, a trace of coldness flashed in Zhao An's eyes, although he was on guard in his heart, he was not afraid, he had not killed a monk at the peak of the fourth layer of condensation, not to mention, he also wanted to see what tricks Lin Xingchen wanted to play with him, he was in the light before, Lin Xingchen was in the dark, but now that the enemy took the initiative to provoke the door, he would never be afraid.

Although he has not been in the sect for a long time, in this cultivation realm where the weak eat the strong and eat people without spitting out bones, he is no longer the leisurely young man who only reads the books of immortals and monsters in Ling Jianmen back then, closing his eyes, Zhao An took a deep breath, calmed down, and calmed down on his knees.

This night, Zhao An slept very sweetly, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that he slowly woke up. Zhao An didn't get up in a hurry, but crossed his knees to enrich the spiritual power in his body and restore the mana to the peak, then he opened his eyes, checked the talismans and magic weapons in the storage bag, and made the final preparations.

When all this was ready, Zhao An saw Lin Xingchen's figure appear in the distance, and behind him stood several monks, who were several disciples who were looking at Lin Xingchen in the sect on weekdays.

"How are you resting, and if you are resting, we will set off together. Lin Xingchen swept around the crowd, looked at the number of people, and spoke.

"Obey the orders of the senior brother. All the disciples saluted together, standing behind Lin Xingchen with a tacit understanding. Lin Xingchen nodded with satisfaction, and was about to speak, but heard a slightly thin voice sound,

"Senior brother, after all, the junior brother's mana is low, and he is still worried about crossing his knees all night, I wonder if Senior Brother Lin can give the junior brother one or two magic weapons to accompany him, so that the younger brother can have a bottom in his heart?" Zhao An made a look of cramped and uneasy on the surface, lowered his head, and spoke tentatively.

Upon hearing this, a look of sarcasm appeared on everyone's faces.

"This kind of good thing, Senior Brother is willing to take you there, you are already burning high incense, and you dare to ask for a magic weapon?" A disciple of the third layer of condensing qi looked at Zhao An with disdain, and said sarcastically.

Lin Xingchen interrupted the man's words with a wave of his impatient hand, and then patted the storage bag, and the next moment, a light blue jade pendant appeared in his hand. "Senior Brother Zhao, you are right, you are not thinking about your brother, you are lowly in cultivation, and it is easy to get injured if you go with us rashly, although this jade pendant is not good-looking, it is also a protective magic weapon, and it will be given to your junior brother today. ”

Zhao An took this thing, only to see that the jade pendant was transparent, faintly exuding a faint aura, but it didn't look like a magic weapon, but like a hand-held plaything of a rich and noble family in the mortal world, the only fly in the ointment was that there was a small crack in the middle of this thing, as if it had been destroyed by a heavy blow, it was a pity.

As soon as he saw this, Zhao Andeng's face was happy, and his eyes flashed with excitement, but he couldn't wipe his face, and he was embarrassed to reach out to pick it up.

"Senior Brother Zhao, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, you're right, it's because you didn't think about it for your brother, you are humble in cultivation, and it is easy to get injured if you rush to go with us, so you can take this magic weapon." Lin Xingchen spoke gently, and then without hesitation, he stuffed the jade pendant into Zhao An's hand.

Zhao An happily put the jade pendant carefully close to his body, as if he had never seen such a delicate treasure, seeing Zhao An's appearance, Lin Xingchen's eyes flashed a trace of doubt, took out a few talismans and distributed them to everyone, and then walked away together.

"Could it be him?"

Seeing Zhao An bowing his head and looking happy, a trace of suspicion flashed in Lin Xingchen's heart.

There are too many doubts on Zhao An's body, first the pock-faced Taoist came to him and told him that Zhao An's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and then, Zhao An escaped from the hands of Huang Yun, Lu Gaoxuan and others, until the death of the python god......

A series of questions were connected together, which couldn't help but make Lin Xingchen suspicious of Zhao An, but now that he looked at it, Zhao An was just a second-layer cultivator of Qi Condensation, no matter what, it didn't look like he could kill the python god.

"Senior Brother Zhao asked me to give him an explanation...... If you really can't do it, just hand this kid over!" A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and Lin Xingchen no longer hesitated at the moment, got up and flew away.

Zhao An looked coldly at the backs of several people flying in front of him, glanced down at the jade pendant in his hand, as if looking at waste, pinned the jade pendant to his waist casually, and drove slowly towards the direction of the wind ring.

Among the dozen or so people, Lin Xingchen flew in the front, the female monk who was called Senior Sister Ming followed, and the rest were arranged in order of cultivation level, and were divided into two columns behind them.

Zhao An, who was standing at the end, had been following behind unhurriedly, after all, under the Concealment Technique, his current cultivation was only the second layer of condensation, and in the eyes of these people, it was not enough to look at it at all.

And Zhao An was also very happy, and even deliberately forced out his sweat, and followed far behind everyone, as if it was extremely difficult.

While following, Zhao An kept measuring the gap between himself and others, only to see Lin Xingchen leading the way far in front, the female cultivator surnamed Ming and him were two bodies apart, while the others were even worse, more than ten meters away.

Zhao An hastily estimated that if he used the Wind Technique, although there was a gap in cultivation between him and Lin Xingchen, he might not be able to fall behind within two hours.

As if feeling the scrutiny of others, Lin Xingchen glanced back at Zhao An as if unintentionally, and saw Zhao An following with a struggling face, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Seeing Lin Xingchen's reaction, the woman surnamed Ming also turned back curiously, and looked at Zhao An's eyes with more scrutiny and inspection, as if she wanted to see Zhao An through, which made Zhao An feel a little uneasy in his heart, and a little more vigilant in his heart.

Several people advanced for most of the day, and on the way, Lin Xingchen added another flying talisman to Zhao An, seeing that the green mountains and green mangs under him gradually dissipated, and several people had already left the range of the Qingyun system.

Looking around, I saw that under the bright blue sky, the cranes spread their wings, the flowers competed for beauty, the green plants were lush, and a rich breath completely different from the Qingyun system came to the face, and when I took a breath, I felt refreshed and indescribably comfortable.

In the sea of clouds below, there are faintly one or two pavilions exposed at the tip, although it is only a corner, but can still be glimpsed the majesty of the pavilion, far away, the clouds in front of it suddenly break, as if it was split by a giant axe, a towering mountain gradually appeared in front of you, it is the wind arena.

As soon as he flew over the wind ring, Zhao An heard the sound of fighting and fighting, and there was a faint smell of blood wafting from the rich aura, and Lin Xingchen seemed to ignore these, skipping the treasure hunting area and running straight towards the fighting area.

As soon as he entered the wind ring, Zhao An sensitively found that there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power around him, which made Zhao Anxin vigilant, but looking at the appearance of others, as if he had not found it, his eyes were full of excitement and eagerness.

After all, this is the sect's open fighting area, and the long-term fighting and fighting have stained the entire mountain with a faint bloody aura, but whenever a disciple enters, it will inevitably absorb some, thus mobilizing the fighting and killing qi in the body.

A trace of doubt flashed in Zhao An's eyes, and he slowed down even more at the moment, falling far behind everyone, and at the same time his right hand was lightly clasped on the storage bag, and the purple flame shield was ready, as long as there was something wrong, he would sacrifice it immediately!

With such an obvious action, he naturally couldn't escape Lin Xingchen, and when he noticed that someone had slowed down, Lin Xingchen's consciousness suddenly dispersed, and at a glance he saw Zhao An, who was full of exhaustion, as if he was overwhelmed, Lin Xingchen was relieved, and silently recited the mantra in his mouth, and the next moment, the two flying talismans attached to his legs suddenly emitted a puff of green smoke.

Immediately afterwards, the green smoke became thicker and thicker, and the flying talisman seemed to spontaneously combust without fire, the rune paper became shorter and shorter, and after the rune paper completely turned into green smoke, Lin Xingchen's body landed smoothly on the ground.

The woman surnamed Ming has a graceful body, a light point, like a butterfly, falling softly to the ground, and her posture is very beautiful.

The other people also fell one by one, after making sure that everyone had no problem landing, Zhao An slowly swallowed, slightly sluggishly fell to the ground, because other flatter places were already full of people, Zhao An had no choice but to land the location, on a relatively abrupt small dirt slope.

I don't know if it was intentional or coincidental, when Zhao An landed, his body seemed to be unable to contain it, and he stumbled and almost didn't fall to the ground, causing everyone to laugh.

Zhao An's face was slightly red, and he hurriedly got up, while Lin Xingchen looked displeased and said, "Hurry up and stand up, don't tell the people of the Ziyun Department to look at my Qingyun Department's jokes!"

Zhao An nodded, hid behind everyone very cooperatively, and exhaled softly.

For some reason, it was clear that today's fighting method was a bet between the Qingyun system and the Ziyun system, but he always had a feeling of cold sweat on his back, and his right eyelid kept jumping along the way.

Last time, he just glanced at the periphery of the wind ring a few times, and at this time, he really stood here in person, smelling the bloody breath in the air, Zhao An carefully looked at the fighting area.

I don't know if it's the cause of illusion, but after standing still, a faint cloud of smoke rises from the soles of my feet, like a wall, separating a large area from the rest of the place, forming a separate area.

Passing through the smoke, Zhao An first carefully recalled the terrain and trend he saw above the wind ring for the first time in his mind, and then looked around, and finally, Zhao An's eyes flashed, and after thinking of a route to escape from this place, he was slightly relieved, and then hid behind everyone.

Although his cultivation has now reached the fourth layer of condensation, after all, he has been in this Qingyun system for a shallow time, and he doesn't know what Lin Xingchen has for him, so he came with him this time, in addition to testing Lin Xingchen's thoughts, more importantly, he also wants to come into this wind ring to see the fighting methods of the group of monks.

Lin Xingchen is right, it is not a way to cultivate all the time behind closed doors, cultivating immortals is no better than mortal martial arts, or you should look at other people's use of spells, maybe it will be beneficial to your own cultivation at that time.