86_86259 "So, if a master like incompetence is eliminated, the three of them will be the main beams among the top ten, in other words, Qingxuanzong will be the main beam, Li Wushuang of the Ancient Underworld Sect and Xiao Qinghe, together there are only five people." Mu Feng took the incompetent words and analyzed them towards Qianyi beside him.

Seeing that Mu Feng was able to comprehend the true meaning at once, he was also quite admirable, and he glanced at Mu Feng and nodded in agreement.

After listening to the explanations of the two, Qian Yi suddenly realized, patted his forehead again and again, and smiled bitterly: "I see, if you are eliminated, there will be one less combat power among the top ten, and it will be their gang that will be in trouble at that time." ”

"Hehe, no matter what, there is no suspense about this point that we should all do to support justice. So I guess they won't deliberately target me in the next competition, or those Taoist friends who have the potential to be among the top ten. ”

Incompetent stood up with a faint smile and patted the dust on his robe, as if he was full of expectations for the next competition, because there was one less worry, there was no need to fight to the death, and the feeling of working together against each other was what he enjoyed the most.

"Hey, the top ten. How easy is it to say? You've also seen it these days, who is the soft persimmon who advances to the second round? Qianyi sighed and laughed at himself.

Qianyi's languishing appearance made Mu Feng feel helpless in his eyes, as he said, thousands of contestants are all elites of the Xianmen, and now there are only one or two hundred people left in the yellow group, and only forty people finally advanced to the second round.

If the forty people who can successfully advance to the second round are lucky, it is estimated that even the three-year-old children in the city outside the mountains cannot be fooled, the key is that the forty people have to be eliminated, and the ten people who are left behind are the top ten of this year's group of immortals.

Not only does Qianyi not have the slightest confidence, but even Mu Feng is the same, it is difficult to ascend to the top ten in the promotion, especially Mu Feng has no soul, and he has been fighting all the way by relying on the move of the Sanqing Sword Style until now, he has felt very difficult. "Listless and depressed?" When Wuyi saw that Qianyi and Mu Feng both had complicated and thoughtful expressions, he poured a glass of wine for the two with a hearty smile, and handed the cups to the two of them.

"You can still bluff people with momentum in the front, but you can't do it in the back." Mu Feng smiled bitterly and replied with a little melancholy after drinking it all.

"Well, no one can say until the end. Besides, the two of you are not bad, the Sanqing Sword Style is very profound, if you can fully understand it like your master, there should be no problem with the Ten Ranks. ”

Having said that, since comprehending the last sword, Mu Feng has frequently used the last sword of the Sanqing Sword Style many times now, and each time it feels similar, it seems that he has reached a bottleneck and cannot find a way to continue to improve.

It's like a set of test papers with a full score of 100 points, Mu Feng has done it many times, and he feels that there is no possibility of improvement with a full score, but at the same time, he also knows very well in his heart that the difference between his 100 points and Chu Zhen's 100 points is not a star and a half.

Chu Zhen, who was heavily poisoned, was so earth-shattering that Huanghuang Tianwei was incomparable, and the sword that opened the mountain and split the stone still made Mu Feng's heart palpitate in retrospect, and it was hard to imagine that if Chu Zhen used which sword he used in his heyday, would Murong Xian, who had fought with him at the beginning, kill him with one blow?

"What do you think?" Just when Mu Feng was sitting alone by the window in the house, looking out the window at the beautiful sea of clouds rolling in the red sunset, Qian Yi pushed open the door and came to him with some fruits.

"Are you sure?" Mu Feng turned his head to look at Qianyi, Qianyi has always been resigned to fate and unhurried, sometimes Mu Feng really envied his way of life, so free and easy.

Living simply without a mind may be the highest state of life. Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. But no matter how muddy Qianyi is in the eyes of others, how repulsive it is, I am afraid that the only people on Qixia Peak who are willing to communicate with them are incompetent them, and the other cultivators can see disdain from the way they look at Qianyi.

But no matter what others think of Qianyi's bohemianism, in Mu Feng's heart, Qianyi is the only person he can rely on to confide in now.

"Although success is uncertain, Chengren is determined." Qian Yi smiled lightly and handed Mu Feng a fist-sized fruit with a crystal red color, but Mu Feng waved his hand and refused.

"Even if you're a prince, you shouldn't have eaten much of this thing, right? Wanshou fruit, it's delicious, these are still won by a bet I made with Senior Sister Jing'er. Don't you really want to taste it? Qianyi put the tray in his hand on the table, took some fruit and ate it in a big gulp.

"Senior Sister Jing'er?" Mu Feng was surprised.

"You don't know each other, I'll introduce you to you another day." Qian Yi replied with a casual wave of his hand.

"Hehe, I advise you, it's better to get too close to the people of Qingxuanzong, lest Zhuo Zichen come to trouble you again when the time comes, and it will not be good for you to detain a womanizer to seduce girls."

Qianyi's answer made Mu Feng smile bitterly, since he lived in Qixia Peak, he had not been idle, wandering outside all day long, either drinking and having fun with incompetence, or looking for those young disciples of Qingxuanzong who were fledgling and had a deep understanding of the world and longed for the outside world, especially young female disciples to talk about life, ideals and ambitions.

After coming and going, he became familiar here, and enjoyed a lot of treatment that the cultivators who also lived on Qixia Peak did not have, such as these rare and exotic fruits, even if they were incompetent, they did not taste it, but Qian Yi entered Mu Feng's house in such a grand manner.

"Bah, don't make me as dirty as he is, and I'm not a liar. They are willing to talk to me, they are willing to share these things with me, am I still pretending to shirk? ”

Qian Yi glanced at Mu Feng with disdain and replied in a loud voice.

"Hehe, if it was before, I would definitely give you a knighthood, no, give you a throne." Qianyi's funny appearance made Mu Feng laugh out loud for the first time in a long time, maybe only in front of the most trusted person, he didn't have to wear a mask of hypocrisy, so he could relax his guard and be himself.

Mu Feng's casual joke made Qian Yi, who was still biting an unknown fruit in his mouth, obviously stunned, looked at Mu Feng with a surprised face, and after a while, he put the half-eaten fruit on the table with a somewhat complicated expression, silently lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Qianyi's expression suddenly change, Mu Feng asked with some doubts.

"You've never said anything like that before, but Siyin told me not to mention it in front of you. Now it looks like you're putting down a lot! Qianyi smiled bitterly, recalling what Siyin had said to him when he was there