It was night, Feng Jiu Kite entered the space, and just wanted to sit down and settle down, but he smelled the medicine spirit and said, "Come here!"

Feng Jiu Yuan was stunned and walked to the spring behind the fruit forest, "Do you have any other tasks today besides visualizing and remembering Danfang?"

Yao Ling raised her long eyelashes and glanced at her, suddenly raised her hand and waved it gently, Feng Jiu Kite intuitively turned the sky spinning, the hairband tied with a small bun on her head scattered, and the green silk fell like a waterfall, and the next moment, she was tied upside down by a silver-blue divine power and hung upside down on the branch of the fruit tree. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She struggled a few times, "Hey, what are you doing!"

"Tonight, you have to meditate all night in this posture. ”

"What?!"

"Until you learn how to control the backflow of your blood in the face of adversity. ”

"But I'm ...... today"

Without waiting for Feng Jiu Kite to finish speaking, the medicine spirit continued to say to himself: "My divine power can't stretch out of the space, so only if you practice here, I can rest assured." ”

After speaking, Yao Ling didn't speak again, closed his eyes and raised his left hand, and the silver light flying out of the canopy of the old tree slowly gathered into his hand, blowing out like a whirlpool of a hurricane.

Feng Jiu Yuan bit her lip and smiled and looked in the direction of Yao Ling, holding her hands to the side of her cheeks, "Yao Ling, are you concerned about me?"

There was no reply to the words asked, Feng Jiu Yuan didn't feel embarrassed, she was used to being like this, although she was imprisoned, she was still high up and often used her as a medicine spirit in the air. So he shut up, clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, and carefully absorbed the surrounding aura.

The next morning, Feng Jiu Yuan opened the door of the house and stretched out, yesterday she actually fell asleep just thinking about it, Rao hung upside down all night, and today there is no abnormality in her body at all. She took a deep breath of the chilly air, smiled playfully and said good morning to the medicine spirit in the ring, and began to fetch water to wash.

When the disciples finished their morning class, the porridge and steamed buns in the room were already ripe, and after Feng Jiu Yuan divided the porridge and steamed buns one by one, those disciples took them from themselves.

Just as she was about to go back to the backyard, she paused, and a blinding cold light stared at her behind her, causing her to frown slightly.

Turning around, it turned out to be the woman who ordered the disciples to tie her up and hang her to the West Cliff next to the Tianwu Hall yesterday. The woman walked to the door of the room and blocked her way, raised the corner of her mouth to look at her, and approached: "Stealer, you have been let go! If you let me know who put it, you will break his leg!"

Feng Jiu Kite's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said again: "I warn you, what I Zhang Ziwei hates the most is the person who steals and steals, and I will never allow such a person to exist in Wuji Mountain! You'd better get out of Wuji Mountain immediately, otherwise, I have a thousand ways to make you unable to stay here!"

Feng Jiu Yuan pursed her lips and watched her sit at the table in the courtyard with porridge and steamed buns, lowered her head, and was about to turn around, but was stopped by a voice behind her.

"Girl!"

Cai Qing walked up to her with a warm smile, "I was frightened yesterday, and I slept well at night?"

Feng Jiu Yuan nodded, and when she glanced at Zhang Ziwei's side, she saw that her good-looking apricot eyes were staring at Cai Qing with an angry expression.

Oh no, that Zhang Ziwei shouldn't know that Cai Qing saved her and find him trouble, right?

If she dares to hurt Cai Qing, she Feng Jiu Kite will not let her go!

Feeling Feng Jiu Kite's warning gaze, Zhang Ziwei was stunned without a trace, frowned, and was about to stand up, but Feng Jiu Yuan turned her eyes and smiled at Cai Qing: "By the way, I forgot to say thank you yesterday, thank you, Cai Qing!"

"Thanks for what. You were brought by me, and I should have taken care of you. ”

Feng Jiu Yuan pursed her lips and looked at him with a smile, and Cai Qing said again: "I've been here for so long, and I'm not very familiar with Wuji Mountain, right?"

"Okay!"

After breakfast, Cai Qing and Feng Jiu Kite made an appointment to meet at the Fenglin Pavilion.

Fenglin Pavilion is on the edge of the east end of Wuji Mountain, from Wuji Immortal Sect to Dongya, you still need to go through a mountain road, pass through Wuji Lake to go high, there is the highest point of the entire Wuji Mountain, you can see all the scenery under Wuji Mountain at a glance.

After talking to Zhang Yuanhua, Feng Jiu Yuan went out and headed towards the Fenglin Pavilion. It's just that when she was about to reach Wuji Pond, she heard Zhang Ziwei's voice in front of her, and through the cracks in the trees on both sides of the crooked path, she saw several disciples of the Sword Sect standing there, surrounded by a person, the blue figure was Cai Qing.

"Senior Brother Caiqing, I heard that your attainments in alchemy far exceed those of Senior Brother Bian Heng, but except for Senior Brother Ling, no one knows how far your magic cultivation has become, you refuse to let her roll down the mountain, and I can't tolerate such misbehaving people on the mountain, it is better to let us learn and learn today, if you win, I will keep her for the time being, if you lose, she must leave immediately!"

Zhang Ziwei's words were arrogant, Cai Qing smiled gently, as if the people and things in front of him had nothing to do with him, he was not in a hurry, and pointed to the other five disciples and said, "Do you mean one to one or one to six?"

"One-to-one, of course. Zhang Ziwei replied.

However, the seemingly mild-mannered man raised his hand and said, "No." After a pause, "You almost let the girl die, how can you teach one a lesson?

Zhang Ziwei's complexion changed, Cai Qing obviously looked down on them when she said such things! As a disciple of the Sword Sect, where had she ever received such anger since she entered? Naturally, she couldn't swallow it, so she stopped the other five disciples who came forward and said, "What a big breath!"

Cai Qing raised her eyebrows, "Really?" immediately took two breaths into the palm of his hand and sniffed, "You can smell it!"

Zhang Ziwei was teased, her face was slightly red, and she took out the Silver Frost Sword and flew towards Cai Qing!

Feng Jiu Kite stood behind the tree and watched nervously, a gust of wind rose under Cai Qing's feet, he carried his back with one hand, his posture did not change, the speed of retreat was amazing, he turned around a little and avoided the menacing sword momentum, and there was an extra flying leaf in his hand, and it hit Zhang Ziwei's sword tip with a snap of his fingers, making the direction of the sword stab slightly offset, and a sword slashed the rockery on the edge of Wuji Pond, and the gravel splashed everywhere!

The five disciples retreated one after another, so as not to be affected.

After a few rounds, Zhang Ziwei did not get any bargain under the continuous attack, you know, under the Sword Sect, except for the four senior brothers at the top, it is her swordsmanship that is the most powerful, for more than ten years, in the year-end challenge of the five major sects every year, she has only lost once, and Cai Qing started later than her, how can she look so easy when dodging her attacks?

She fell from the air to the ground with a slightly red face, and a smile curled up on her lips: "The competition has just begun!"

As soon as the words fell, she crossed her hands, and a ball of frost-like true yuan power condensed in her palm, and the silver frost sword rose into the air, splitting into three, "No frost thorn!"