Chapter Seventy-Three: Cold Light Persistence
Behind the Lingsu Immortal, Qin Sijun came to Ziyun's side and asked quietly, "What did you just say to Senior Sister Yueran?" Why did she challenge the Qin Zhen Immortals? β
Ziyun raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at Qin Sijun beside her with a curious look, tapped the tip of her nose with her fingertips, and showed a mysterious smile at her, "Secret!" β
Looking at the unfamiliar look on Zi Yun's face in front of him, Qin Sijun was stunned in his heart, and realized that Zi Yun who had come out of the Discipline Pavilion was no longer the rude, willful and squeamish Zi Yun before, and had a little more restrained temperament like water and cold like frost!
The intelligent Qin Sijun didn't ask again, but quietly returned to her position, and watched the competition between Moon Dye and Ruohuai in the space not far away, because of the extension of the Jian, what she observed was the movement of the person in it, but in the eyes of several immortals, it was not much different from the normal competition. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
Moon Dye dared to directly challenge Kunlun's first apprentice, and he was naturally extremely confident in his cultivation, showing Penglai's graceful air in every move, and it was easy to deal with Ruohuai's stormy offensive, and this was just a naked irony for Ruohuai, and suddenly a mouthful of blood gushed out and splashed on the long sword in front of him, and the long sword felt the anger of his master, and instantly swayed a faint white light, followed by a light groan of the sword body.
Qin Zhen, who was outside the test, looked at Ruohuai who was struggling to support, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she couldn't help clenching her fists, according to the Taoist attainments revealed by the moon dye, she was not very sure that she could win against her. This moon dye, such a strong strength!
And the cold onlooker was facing the moon dye, secretly snorting, hiding the violent and fierce light that flashed in his eyes, and turned to show a look of worship.
"Qiang, do you have the confidence to surpass her?" The fairy sitting in front of him noticed the strange appearance of the dragon, and asked with open lips.
Hearing Shizun's question, Qian Xiang's heart sank, and she hurriedly restrained her breath, bent down slightly, and leaned into Yiyun Shangxian's ear, and a low voice full of magnetism floated into her ears, "Of course, when did Qian Xiang disappoint Shizun!" β
The slightly hot breath of the herb blew behind the fairy ear on the Yiyun, which made her ears redden, who was originally calm and indifferent, and realized her gaffe, she hurriedly distanced herself from the herb and turned her head to face elsewhere.
Qian Yuan straightened up, stroked her chin, hooked her lips slightly, and chuckled secretly in her heart, Master, is this shy? She's really a thin-skinned girl! For some reason, the few embarrassments of Yiyun Shangxian are all related to Qiao.
Yiyun Shangxian silently recited the meditation mantra, restrained her mind, and secretly felt annoyed, thinking that she was a realm lord and an immortal in the fairy world, but she would be swayed by her own disciples, and her mind was pulled, strange, strange!
However, this time after nine days, her mind always trembled slightly, which was very similar to when she was in Penglai more than two years ago, why?
Lin Ye couldn't hear their conversation in the distance, only looked at the inexplicable foolish smile on Qian Yuan's face, and rolled his eyes silently, he really despised him in his heart, it was really a shame for him in the Shura Palace, a shame!
"You should know the gap between us." Moon Dye's voice was still impregnated with a faint coldness, and he didn't care about Ruohuai's sword that suddenly appeared behind him.
Ruohuai stabbed the moon dye with a sword, but the touch under the sword was nothing, as if it was stabbed in a cloud of air, but the moon dye turned to face her very calmly, and said: "You believe it!" β
Although the corners of the lips in front of him moved slightly, the voice came from behind him, Ruohuai was startled, and hurriedly turned around, vigilantly looking at the real body that was consistent with the phantom movement, his brows were furrowed, and a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
Shunhua Xianjun saw what the technique of the moon dye in Jianzhong was, and the hands that were holding on to the seat clenched the fine white jade carving railing, and a deep color appeared in his eyes.
Ji Weng Shangxian stroked his long beard, looked at the moon dye, and said with a smile: "Lingsu Shangxian, the Lingtu is really a genius of Tianzhong, and he can actually learn the mirror technique of Feng Yan Shangzun!" β
"Ji Weng has won the immortal award, and Yue Ran just accidentally flipped through the Fengyan Shangzun Codex left by Penglai, and he just learned a trick and a half." Although the spirit element is humble in the mouth of the immortal, there is also a bit of pride on the face, the understanding of the moon dyed in the immortal road is so high, even if you look at the entire fairy world, it is very rare!
Ji Weng Shangxian stroked his snow-white beard, his eyes were stunned, as if he had fallen into a memory, and muttered in his mouth: "I think back then, Senior Sister Feng Yan was extremely close to Changxi Shangzun, and even surpassed me, a fellow senior brother, and often stayed in Penglai for decadesββ"
The first Shunhua Immortal Jun heard the words of Ji Weng, and silently closed his eyes, not allowing himself to reveal the slightest strange breath. I remember that back then, when Feng Yanlai was in Penglai, it was when he first entered Penglai, and her star-studded Kunlun disciple was bright and moving with a smile and a smile, and he was just a follower by Changxi's side, and he didn't even have the courage to talk to her.
Feng Yan did not look like a commanding man, but took great care of him, passed on his spells, taught him immortal ways, and looked like a senior sister. That period of youth is a beautiful memory that he cherishes in his heart, he is now a Nine Heavens Immortal, but Senior Sister Feng Yan has disappeared forever.
The past, like smoke-
In the middle of the inspection, Ruohuai looked at the indifferent moondye in front of him, and suppressed the sound of wheezing. So far, she hasn't even forced out the sword of Moon Dye, is the gap really so big?
"Give it up!" Moon Dye's cold eyes flickered a few times, and she said in a deep voice.
Ruohuai's sword tip touched the ground, a bleak smile appeared on his face, a faint trace of blood slowly flowed out of his lips, his eyes stared straight at the moon dye, his slightly dim eyes brightened a little, and he lifted the sword in his hand again, his voice was calm and resolute, "In my Ruohuai's life, there will be no word 'give up', just come on!" β
After speaking, white spiritual power instantly ignited around his body, and his whole body seemed to be a little slender and taller. Yue Ran looked at Ruohuai, who was full of fighting spirit, her eyes finally changed, she slowly stretched out her left hand, and a ball of blue light flashed, revealing a four-foot long sword, the sword body was smooth, and the whole body exuded a cold aura, as soon as this sword came out, the space instantly cooled down.
"You are a respectable opponent, this sword is called Hanguang, please advise!" In recent years, in addition to Luo Kun, this Ruohuai is worthy of her sword, not as evenly matched as Luo Kun, but the admiration of the indomitable soul.
"This sword is called Zhishu!" If you have a horizontal sword in front, tap the sword body, your eyes are a pure gentleness, this is the sword she found in the Kunlun Sword House hundreds of years ago, and she had a faint feeling when she first saw it, this may be the sword edge, hundreds of years of getting along day and night, persistence has become a part of her life.
Ruohuai and the moon dye retreated at the same time, slowly gathering momentum.
Several immortals outside the Jian looked at the battle intent in the eyes of two of them, all of them were surprised, and the Lingsu Shangxian turned his eyes to look at the extremely Weng Shangxian with a surprised face, and said: "Ruohuai's realm has changed!" β
Ji Weng Shangxian stroked his beard, and the old voice was quite emotional, "If this child is competitive and arrogant, I have always been worried that her pride will mistake the fairy way, but today it seems that she has realized, even if she loses this competition, it will not hurt much." β
"What the Extreme Weng Shangxian said is extremely true!" Lingsu Shangxian has the same view as him, Ruohuai at this time is no longer focusing on the victory or loss of a competition, but the contest of the immortal sword heart, knowing that he will be defeated but still facing it, but he has obtained an ethereal artistic conception beyond the victory and defeat.
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Three watches, is it an outbreak? Although it is not as good as the gods, it is not easy... Considerate.,It's been a long time since I've asked for a ticket.,Tanabata asking for a ticket.,And give a little comfort to a single dog.γγ (To be continued.) )