"The object of Lu Yi's sword every day seems to be out of order, but if you put the positions of several disciples he pointed at a few days ago on the Bagua Array, you can find that there is order in the chaos. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Before Yue Xiaohuan's question could be spoken, Lin Luoxi opened her mouth to explain as if she understood what she was thinking.

Speaking of the gossip array, she Yue Xiaohuan couldn't be clearer, originally following Fu Xingyun to learn the art of magic talismans, the first thing is to know the gossip, she recalled the position where the previous disciples who received the sword stood, and a gossip figure appeared in her mind, she thought for a moment, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she suddenly realized.

"When we practiced swords, there were exactly sixteen disciples, divided in the direction of the eight trigrams, two of them were located in one hexagram, and the previous six disciples corresponded to the three positions of Qian, Kun, Xun, and Lu Yi, and the objects of Lu Yi's attacks every day were attacked according to the order of the hexagrams, from this point of view, Senior Brother Lu Yi will definitely take action against us standing on the exchange position today."

Yue Xiaohuan listened to Lin Luoxi's analysis, and nodded approvingly, it is not difficult to draw up gossip from the position of the disciples, the disciples who practice the sword together are all practicing gossip swords, the principle is the same, who doesn't know gossip? But the difficulty is difficult, who would have thought that this Senior Brother Lu Yi's sword was really orderly in chaos?

Ever since Lu Yi began to attack his disciples one by one in his sword training class, everyone was panicked and nervous, who would have thought carefully about this order? Except for the young man in front of him, maybe he had never panicked, so calmly watching Lu Yi attack the other disciples, and then pondering the rules, how could such a heart be owned by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy? Yue Xiaohuan looked at Lin Luoxi, and suddenly felt that he was unfathomable.

"So, you have to drink this water, otherwise Senior Brother Lu Yi will come with a sword bombardment, and I am afraid that you will not be able to bear this state."

Thinking of the scene of other disciples being beaten away, Yue Xiaohuan couldn't care so much, nodded her head, just opened her cherry red mouth, and looked at Lin Luoxi blankly, waiting for him to deliver the water to her mouth.

Lin Luoxi saw that this little girl finally obediently let herself be fed, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she smiled like a spring breeze. He raised his hand and handed the bowl to her lips, a cool rush into her throat, Yue Xiaohuan drank a bowl of water in a few gulps, and the last bowl of water was down, she smashed her mouth with satisfaction, and smiled at Lin Luoxi.

Lin Luoxi was silent, looking at Yue Xiaohuan's stunned appearance, he couldn't help but reach out to the corner of her lips, and a pair of onion fingers rubbed wildly on her little face.

"You're a bit stupid, drinking all over your face."

He said in a somewhat reproachful tone, but there was a full smile between the words, and before Yue Xiaohuan could react, Lin Luoxi had already wiped the water stains on her face, withdrew her hand, and got up. Walking to the side of the desk again, he picked up the book that he hadn't copied yesterday, and then buried himself in copying it.

Yue Xiaohuan had to widen her eyes and bite her lip, the unwarm touch seemed to still stay on her face, making her spirit even more trance.

Finally, the sun rose, and a line of cranes took off from Baiming Peak for a hundred years, passing through layers of clouds and mist, and waving their wings around the ethereal four peaks of Tianling Mountain.

At this time, disciples also came one after another on the Wanjian Ping, but what was different from usual on this day was that these disciples who came to practice the sword all flocked to a point on the Jianping, and everyone stood there chattering about you and me, and the discussion was so lively.

"Look, who left such a deep sword mark in this Ten Thousand Swords Ping!"

"This Wanjian Ping is made of golden granite, how could it be cut like this?"

"It's strange, this sword mark didn't have yesterday."

Lu Yi also followed the disciples to Wanjianping, and when he saw the crowd, he frowned, stood behind those little disciples, and made a loud noise.

"Look at what! Let's start practicing swords soon! ”

That roar immediately startled everyone, and the disciples heard that it was Lu Yi's voice, and immediately dispersed as birds and beasts.

Who dares to provoke this Senior Brother Lu, if he is unhappy, he will cut you with a sword, it is estimated that you will not be able to bear it for a few months.

The disciples stood up one after another, and Lu Yi saw the deep sword mark in front of him, he squatted down, reached out and touched the damaged golden granite, and his expression suddenly became a little solemn.

"You just practice the sword, and someone will deal with this sword mark."

Lu Yi said loudly again, got up with one foot and went up to the sword viewing platform.

Yue Xiaohuan was already standing in her position early, her side was much farther away from the disciples, just a small corner on the Wanjian Ping, if it was calculated according to the gossip position, she would definitely not be hit by the sword, but it happened that the position in front of her was empty,

That place should have been Qin Yan and Lin Luoxi, but now Qin Yan is still being punished and retreated, and there are only Lin Luoxi and her left on the throne.

Yue Xiaohuan had to be indignant in her heart, this Qin Yan had to hurt himself once when he left, he was really shot while lying down!

"Xiao Huan, you don't want to practice any sword style today, just keep an eye on Lu Yi."

Lin Luoxi stood beside her and whispered, and then picked up the Qingfeng Sword that had not been touched for a long time. Yue Xiaohuan also nodded cooperatively, they had already discussed the countermeasures before coming, although Yue Xiaohuan's body was slow, but her brain turned quickly, especially the sensitivity to breath, so Yue Xiaohuan observed Lu Yi's starting hand, and immediately informed Lin Luoxi if she found something wrong, and then Lin Luoxi was responsible for preparing for defense.

At least they would not be frightened by a sudden attack.

Except for the mysterious sword marks, everything on the Wanjian Ping is as usual, Yue Xiaohuan looked at Lu Yi blankly, waving the rattan in his hand, and Lin Luoxi was also concentrating on practicing the sword style on the side.

The atmosphere is getting more and more tense, and everyone is tense, not knowing who the unlucky person today will be.

Suddenly, the figure on the sword viewing platform disappeared, Yue Xiaohuan turned her head violently, Lin Luoxi was already striding with a sword before she could speak, standing in front of Yue Xiaohuan, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands and pulled it forward.

When the disciples reacted to Lu Yi's sword again, his figure had already rushed in front of Lin Luoxi.

"Bump—"

Between the blades of the green blades, you can see the tiny fiery red that bursts away. I saw Lin Luoxi raise his sword to defend, although his body was forced to retreat a few points, but Lu Yi's fierce sword had been blocked by Lin Luoxi, and all the disciples gasped, this Lin Luoxi was usually so low-key that he had no sense of existence, and everyone almost forgot his original dazzling light.

This person is the second person on the shallow immortal list after Qin Yan!

"Yes, it seems that you have been prepared."

Lu Yi was also a little surprised, and then praised Lin Luo for the first time, you must know that this Lu Yi has a very stinky face, and he has never said anything to praise his disciples.

But what people didn't expect was that although he praised him, the sword in his hand did not give in half, Lu Yi's sword was not only fast, in an instant, his eyes were full of fierce light, and the sword qi was vigorous, although Lin Luoxi could get this fierce blow at the moment, but for Lu Yi's domineering sword qi oppression, he was a little unbearable.

After all, one is a fourteen-year-old boy who has not yet built a foundation, and the other is already a true disciple of Tianling Mountain in the late stage of Jiedan, even if the moves can be blocked, the gap between their spiritual power cannot be crossed at all.

Still underestimated this Lu Yi, Lin Luoxi thought that he was just a mid-stage cultivator, but now this terrifying sense of oppression made him understand that this Lu Yi did not fully burst out of his sword qi when he attacked other disciples on weekdays, and now he actually used all his strength!

In the eyes of others, Lin Luoxi seemed to block the attack, but between the two of them, only Lin Luoxi knew that he had lost, and Lu Yi's terrifying sense of oppression struck, making him also sweat coldly, and his hands were bursting out, at this time he was just holding on.

"Good boy, you dare to carry my sword qi to death!"

Lu Yi whispered, he already had a little recognition of this Lin Luoxi in his heart, in the eyes of everyone present, I am afraid that only this disciple can withstand his sword, he is just about to restrain a little, but his cold face suddenly showed surprise!

Lu Yi felt a familiar aura coming to him, and then looked carefully, only to see the villain behind Lin Luoxi, holding a bamboo in his hand, and suddenly exerting force, although there was no half of spiritual power on the sword, but the momentum was not lost to himself!

Lu Yi was forced by the bamboo sword to immediately let go of the Qingfeng Sword, Lin Luoxi suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was greatly reduced, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, and in the next moment, he saw a figure crossing to the front body, Yue Xiaohuan held the bamboo sword in his hand and quickly turned his arm and wrist, and for a while, the sword shadow formed an invisible barrier, and Lu Yi flew away!