A quarter of an hour later, Feng Xiaohan stood in front of Lin Yisong.

There is no doubt that he was defeated.

But no one thought that his defeat was a shameful thing, because he left a wound on the opponent's body, and it was a wound left by the Dragon Killing Sword.

The sick seedling tried his best to cut off one of his sleeves, and Feng Xiaohan was able to do this, which can be seen how amazing it is.

Fortunately, before entering the venue, Lu Yingfeng left the kitchen knife, otherwise who knows what tricks Feng Xiaohan would play.

The two only exchanged seven moves, and the winner was divided.

But even so, Lin Yisong still felt that it was not easy, every time the opponent's sword fell, it would have a strange arc, and the tricky angle when stabbing was as bitter and mean as the old gentleman in the steward's main hall.

Lin Yisong said: "You didn't give it your all?"

"My sword is gone, I can't use all my strength, and I can't beat you in such a contest anyway, so there's no need to waste brainpower. ”

Feng Xiaohan did not use hunting methods like the previous two battles, but fought head-on like a true cultivator.

"I still don't understand why you believe in such rules of martial arts, and that using four taels to allocate a thousand catties of strength is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, so what's the point of this kind of martial arts competition for cultivators who are not allowed to use all kinds of means. ”

Lin Yisong shook his head and said, "I can't answer this question to you, you need to think about it for yourself in your future cultivation." ”

Feng Xiaohan thought for a while and said, "If you can fight in the jungle and never die, I believe I won't lose." ”

Lin Yisong raised his eyebrows slightly, and the implication of Feng Xiaohan's words was that he had the confidence to kill himself in a duel in the forest, but he didn't know where he got his confidence.

"Lin Yisong, do you want to challenge the chief disciple He Xirou?"

According to the custom, the elders of the outer mountains would ask this question every time.

Sure enough, Lin Yisong's answer was nothing new.

"I don't want to challenge her. ”

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Many people don't understand why he didn't challenge He Xirou and become the No. 1 disciple in the inner mountain, and isn't it a supreme honor for the disciples of the inner and outer mountains to surpass the closed disciples?

Some people think that he is afraid of He Xirou's identity, as well as Chen Feng's love for her, which is also one of the reasons why he is not as famous as other inner mountain disciples.

But only a few people know the real reason.

In a small building somewhere in Qingzhu Peak, He Xirou said lightly: "Senior Brother Lin, please." ”

Lin Yisong looked serious, held the sword in his right hand, nodded in greeting, and said, "Senior Sister Rou, please." ”

Although it was a small building, it was actually just a place enclosed by brick walls, and the two of them would compete here every few months.

It's just that no one else knows.

Changming Sect strictly forbade private fighting, but the matter between these two people was tacitly approved by Chen Feng.

The two of them were lucky, bent their knees, sank their waists, concentrated, and then drew their swords.

In an instant, the sword qi was horizontal, and purple light surrounded the building.

However, due to the formation in the small building, the breath of the two did not leak out at all.

A quarter of an hour later.

Lin Yisong lay in the mud, looking at the dark clouds outside the sky, and the bleak purple that spread to the top of the wall also came into view.

His eyes were complicated, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Sure enough, it's the same every time." ”

The result of this contest was the same as the answer he gave to Elder Waishan, and there was nothing new.

Lin Yisong was defeated.

It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't want to take the position of the chief disciple of Qingzhu Peak, proving how small the gap between himself and the closed disciple was.

He has always challenged He Xirou, but he has never won.

He Xirou stood among the dirt, her expression was calm, and her clothes were dusty, like a lotus flower blooming in a pond, out of the mud without staining, absolutely picturesque.

Even if it is such a gloomy world, it can't let this picture scroll be dyed with any flaws, and the purple gas that spreads throughout the small building slowly fades, and all of them return to He Xirou himself.

Such a scene looks a little weird, but it is extremely beautiful.

"Uh......"

Lin Yisong stood up and said to He Xirou: "I can feel that the distance between me and you has narrowed a little compared to last time, but I have a hunch that once you break through to the cave realm, the distance between you and me will increase again." ”

He Xirou didn't speak, turned around and left the small building.

Almost everyone knows that there is a girl in Qingzhu Peak, born with a golden and jade body, talented and intelligent, who has practiced powerful methods since she was a child, and has been asking Chen Feng for seven years, but her cultivation has stayed in the realm of transforming spirits.

There are many people who speculate that her cultivation is not very hard, otherwise, with the speed of the golden jade body's soul transformation, how can it be the realm of soul transformation perfection?

But there are only a handful of people who know the reason, and even the head of the house, Qianshan, only knows a little.

In addition to her golden and jade body, she also has the spirit of purple clouds.

There is innate qi in the human body, and after birth, it absorbs the spirit of heaven and earth and stores it between the five internal organs and the two qi of yin and yang, becoming the foundation of the physical body.

The two qi of yin and yang will gradually merge with the increase of cultivation, interpreting the mysteries of heaven and earth.

When the cultivation reaches a certain realm, the yin and yang qi will reunite into one and turn into innate qi, just because it is attracted by the Dao of Heaven and Earth, it will merge with the aura of heaven and earth to become purple qi.

This is where the so-called "contemplating one's own body to comprehend heaven and earth, and comprehending heaven and earth to enlighten the Tao and the Dharma" comes from this.

The purple qi will rise with the sunrise in the east, and it will be diluted with the clear moonlight, and it will evolve the laws of change of the laws of heaven and earth all the time.

If you master these laws, you will become a great and powerful man who will transcend the ages.

When He Xirou was born, he attracted purple qi from the east, coexisting with the innate qi in his body, as if a cloud of mist shrouded in flesh and blood all over his body.

Therefore, it is called the spirit of the purple cloud.

With the spiritual transformation ability of the golden jade body, coupled with the sublimation of the energy realm brought by the spirit of the purple cloud, He Xirou's cultivation can be said to be a thousand miles in a day, even if he is the chief disciple of the Changming Sect, it is not too much.

But in order to prevent her purple qi from rising too high, her still young body could not resist such a great power, Chen Feng ordered her to restrain herself, let her cultivation settle down, and when she could withstand this power, she would accumulate a lot.

At that time, even if it was a decisive battle in the autumn slaughter of the Savage Domain, Feng Xiaohan could easily win.

Such anti-heaven qualifications, coupled with the diligent and diligent will to seek the Tao, will inevitably grow into a generation of peerless masters after countless years.

Maybe you will reach the legendary realm of the battle between gods and demons.

She walked out of the small building and looked into the distance with her hands in her hands, with a rare pride in her eyes.

She is He Xirou, the spirit of purple clouds, the body of gold and jade, with her own speculation of the true meaning of heaven, this piece of heaven and earth, sooner or later will be trampled under her feet.

If the world were a tower.

What she was going to do was that spire.

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Feng Xiaohan was wrapped in bandages, and looked out the window lightly, it was the direction of the Savage Domain, there was a vague expectation in his eyes, I don't know what happened to the stinky dragon, do you still remember that sooner or later I will surpass its oath?

His gaze is long, but the meaning is not deep.

He is Feng Xiaohan, born in a wild land, with ten thousand powers, with the way of heaven to derive ten thousand laws in the world, with ten thousand laws to transcend himself.

He wants to surpass everyone and become a lightning rod at the tip of the pyramid.

It is the man who is destined to stand at the top of the food chain.