Chapter Eighty-Three: The Battle of the Dao
In the Qingyun Gate, in a majestic hall, the sweat of the Cassia real person dripped down.
"First Elder, Hongxi's matter is my mistake. But Su Jinxiu is in retreat, compared to the actual benefits that a Jindan monk and Qingyun will get in the future, what is the false name? ”
Zhenyang Zhenjun shook his head and said, "Do you know what the reputation of a sect means?" If there are no so-called false names, will anyone be willing to worship Qingyunmen in the future? Without new disciples to join, how long can Qingyunmen exist. ”
Cassia Zhenren raised his head, "Absolute strength is the yearning of everyone, with Su Jinxiu's luck, it will definitely bring infinite glory to Qingyun." So....... ”
Zhenyang Zhenjun interrupted his words and said, "No need to say it again! Unless Su Jinxiu can take the entire Qingyun to soar within a hundred years, no matter what it is, it can't compare to Qingyun's reputation! ”
Cassia Zhenren's body was shocked, and he wanted to say something, but he saw Zhenyang Zhenjun wave his hand and sighed: "Cassia, there is nothing wrong with you being dedicated to Qingyun." It's just that your short-sightedness is really not suitable to be the head of a faction. After this incident, you will let Xian go. ”
Cassia Zhenren was silent, and was about to ask how to deal with Hongxi's matter again, when he heard the voice of the boy from outside the hall, "The little one has something to do with the first Supreme Elder." ”
Ever since he sensed that something was wrong, Zhenyang Zhenjun's divine sense had been paying attention to the situation in front of the mountain gate, how could he not know what was happening, "Benjun knows, send the green leaves back to Wanbao Peak. ”
The boy replied "yes" and walked away.
Zhenyang Zhenjun glanced at Cassia Zhenren and said, "Go and summon that Su Jinxiu out." The other disciples to fight against are personally selected by Benjun. ”
"Then Su Jinge hurt Hongxi with evil magic?"
"Hong Xi sneaked into Qingyun Gate to steal the treasures in my door, and the picture is unknown. This matter is my Qingyun negligence, and I was shocked to send Su Jinge some gifts after the war. ”
Cassia Zhenren silently withdrew from the main hall, in front of Qingyun's reputation, a disciple who was about to marry Dan was nothing. What's more, one has just entered the early stage of foundation building. This matter involved Qingyun's face, and he couldn't find a reason to shirk the blame, so he could only splash all the dirty water on Hong Xi.
After the sun slowly set into the sunset, Lin Jiaqi didn't expect that the problem she was racking her brains to think about would be solved without doing anything.
Watching Su Jinxiu slowly leave the gate of Qingyunmen, Lin Jiaqi couldn't wait to rush up immediately and tear up her arrogant and smug face.
This time, there were still two rows of children who came out, and a row of teahouses was set up opposite Su Jinge and the others. I changed the tea fruit for them again.
Except for the ten Qingyunmen female cultivators and these children, no one from the Qingyunmen came out this time. Even the Qingyun disciples who were watching the battle retreated into the forbidden enchantment.
Of the ten foundation building nuns of Qingyunmen, nine sat down, leaving only Su Jinxiu standing in the field.
Chu Yingluo immediately stood up, "You are Su Jinxiu's fellow Daoist?" ”
At this time, Su Jinxiu no longer had the shadow of Su Qingxue on her body, not only did she no longer imitate Su Qingxue in her pretence, but she no longer imitated her in words and actions.
Su Jinxiu raised her chin proudly, "Yes, it's me." Which of you will come first? ”
Chu Yingluo was about to speak, when she heard Lin Jiaqi's unique weak voice sound, "Senior Sister Chu, let me come." ”
Chu Yingluo nodded and let Lin Jiaqi play.
Su Jinxiu looked at the girl on the opposite side, and couldn't help but sneer, "Is there no one in Fuguang?" How can even this sick seedling be sent. ”
Lin Jiaqi was full of hatred in her heart, but her face was still light, and she smiled lightly: "Since Jia Ji was young, there have always been some ugly people who say this. Yikes! Speaking of this, she let out a low snort, stretched out a pair of white and slender hands to cover her lips, and looked at Su Jinxiu with rolling eyes, "Su Daoyou won't misunderstand the meaning of the good period, right?" ”
Although Su Jinxiu is also very good-looking, in front of such a slender beauty, it is indeed not enough.
A disciple of the Qingyun Sect shouted within the ban, "Are you here to discuss the Tao, or are you here to compare beauty?" ”
Lin Jiaqi pulled out a snow-bright soft sword with a graceful posture, and said with a light smile: "Naturally, I came to talk about the Tao." ”
Su Jinxiu snorted coldly, "Then less nonsense!" After speaking, he drew his sword and attacked Lin Jiaqi with the momentum of thunder.
Su Jinxiu's sword was also a soft sword, and any monk with eyes could tell that it was an ancient sword.
Lin Jiaqi's sword is like his person, and the continuous sword intent is like a girl's heart is about to rest, and Su Jinxiu is tightly entangled. Others only saw the wonderful sword intent of this Fuguang female cultivator, and only Su Jinxiu, who was trapped in it, felt the resentment covered under Qingli's swordsmanship, like a poisonous snake letter hidden under beautiful flowers. Will bite her at any time.
This nun is not what it looks like on the surface, but she has some skills. But what is it, what she has in her hands is the means to subdue her. Su Jinxiu sneered, used her sword strength, and split the sword intent that wrapped her tightly, and began to fight back.
In the crowd, a monk who was proficient in swordsmanship sighed, "It's a pity that a good sword is good." Someone on the side immediately voiced their approval. This sword is indeed a rare treasure, but it is a pity that it is blind in Su Jinxiu's hands, and it is better to use a big knife instead than to play like her.
In terms of swordsmanship alone, Su Jinxiu is indeed inferior to Lin Jiaqi, but now it is a martial arts competition, not a swordsmanship. Su Jinxiu smiled lightly, threw out a purple talisman, and easily blew Lin Jiaqi away.
"Sure enough, it's a sick seedling, let's replace it with another one."
Su Jinge immediately flew over, and the moment she got up, she had already cast a rejuvenation spell, and the second spell she subconsciously used the dust purification spell.
Su Jinxiu deliberately humiliated Lin Jiaqi, and did not use any powerful talismans, the purpose was just to blow up Lin Jiaqi's clothes and blow up her merry face. I didn't expect Su Jinge's brain circuits to be so different and act so quickly. As a result, when Lin Jiaqi raised his face, not to mention that it was black, there was not even half a scar. Some are just pitiful. attracted the pity of a group of male cultivators.
That beautiful face directly stinged Su Jinxiu's eyes.
Someone began to discuss aloud who had the more sophisticated swordsmanship. Pointing directly at Su Jinxiu's use of purple talismans is a trick.
Su Jinxiu didn't mind what these people said. The talisman was drawn by her own hand, which is also a kind of strength. What she minded was the attitude of these male cultivators towards Lin Jiaqi. Obviously, this Fuguang female cultivator and Su Qingxue are two completely different people, but she, like Su Qingxue, can easily get the support of male cultivators. For that reason, this nun is very damned.
Su Jinxiu narrowed her eyes slightly, she was not in a hurry to kill this female cultivator, and she would find time after she got married. What should be cleaned up in front of him is another nun who is already standing on the field.
Duan Yuxuan stood on the field, looking Su Jinxiu up and down, and sneered: "It's better to be famous than to meet." ”
Su Jinxiu raised his sword and said: "Don't talk nonsense, finish the fight quickly, I still have to rush to get married." ”
Duan Yuxuan snorted lightly and took out three purple talismans, one of which was thrown at the sword blade stabbed by Su Jinxiu, one attacked her lower plate, and one blocked her retreat.
Su Jinxiu raised his hand and threw out a bronze bowl, firmly protecting himself, and at the same time threw out a string of purple talismans.
Duan Yuxuan did not show weakness, and with a push of her bare hands, countless golden bells appeared in the air, and the tinkling crisp sounds were connected, and the sound waves turned into tangible sound waves that pushed the purple rune back.
Su Jinxiu snorted coldly: "I don't think I can do it." With both hands pressed, the purple talisman flew back again.
Duan Yuxuan naturally wouldn't wait for the purple rune to blow up, so she also pushed it back.
The two of them pushed back and forth for a long time, and those purple talismans and golden bells exploded into pieces together, floating all over the sky. At the moment when the purple talisman and the golden bell burst open, Su Jinxiu and Duan Yuxuan took out a handful of purple talismans together and threw them at each other.
The purple runes struck, and the power of the explosion shook the earth in an instant, rolling up a brief storm.
When the storm stopped, a huge crater appeared in the middle of the field, and some of the people gathered around and some of the imperial weapons flew up, and they looked at the bottom of the pit together. I saw that the two female cultivators were fighting the magic weapons in their hands at the moment. One after another, the high-grade magic weapons were destroyed, and there were several spiritual weapons mixed with them.
Everyone was terrified, where is this martial arts competition, this whole thing is a loser.
A monk standing on the edge of the pit pit sighed and said, "I'll drop a good one, how many spirit stones do you need?" ”
Someone in the back said: "You can buy these with spirit stones, but it's cheap." ”
A monk followed the words of these two people and discussed, "I have seen that Duan senior, it seems to be from the Dongyao Duan family. It wasn't much that she could pull out these things. It's that Senior Su, I heard that he came from a dilapidated small family, and now he can take out such an old treasure. ”
"Tsk, this Su Jinxiu is well-known for his atmospheric luck. I'm afraid there are more good things in her hands than that. ”
"The luck of farting is all robbed. - Fairy Duan, come on! ”
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In a thumping sound, Lin Jiaqi sat on the tea party outside the circle, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Let Su Jinxiu be proud for a while.
Lin Jiaqi retracted his gaze, turned to Su Jinge on the side and said, "Thank you Senior Sister Su for taking care of me." ”
"Senior Sister Lin, you're polite."
"Senior Sister Su's black water is very interesting, I want to exchange two top-grade tonic elixirs for a drop of black water for you, I don't know if it's okay?"
The best tonic elixir?! Su Jinge's eyes lit up, and then he calmed down, "There's nothing you can't do, it's just that Senior Sister Lin wants to use it for what?" ”
Lin Jiaqi showed his saber, pointed to the inconspicuous groove on the sword's body, and said, "My saber is made of diamond chalcedony, and it is extremely tough. Senior Sister Su just dripped the black water into here. ”
Su Jinge nodded, and put a drop of black water into it as he said.
As soon as the black droplets touched the blade of the sword, a puff of light smoke came out with a "snort".
I saw that the beautiful sword turn into a wisp of light smoke in an instant, dissipating in the evening breeze. Su Jinge couldn't help but "tsk".
Lin Jiaqi didn't care, and said with a faint smile: "It doesn't seem to work." As he spoke, he took out a vial and handed it to Su Jin.
Su Jinge took it over, looked at Lin Jiaqi's old god preparing to close his eyes and recuperate, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior Sister Lin, aren't you distressed?" ”