Lin Yuan and the two returned to Bilin Peak, and each changed into what they thought was the most beautiful skirt, and dressed up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Yuanchen wore a black bandeau skirt with pink-purple embroidery, a black transparent silkworm satin cloak, a newly learned flowing cloud hairstyle combed on his head, and two deep purple purple jade hairpins on the back of his head.

Feng Wu'er is wearing a cloud-red Luo skirt, decorated with many yellow crystal and transparent glass beads, a pearl beige shirt on the outside, a partial bun combed on the head, and two emerald green hostas sent by Lin Yuanchen.

When the two met, they both looked at each other twice.

"Yuji, you have made Shizun his old man angry this time, I haven't seen him lose his temper so long since I went up the mountain."

"Senior Sister Wu'er, the painting I painted today is my inner thoughts, even if I don't paint these today, I will leave the Seven Peaks one day and go to Master Shaotong to fulfill my childhood promise, and when the time comes, Master Yuluan will definitely be angry, it is better to prepare early." Speaking of this, even she herself sighed, "Senior Sister Wu'er, it's not too early, let's go." ”

In the hall of the Doulin Forest at the foot of Xuanqing Peak Mountain, a chess pier has been placed, and two thick futons are placed on both sides of the chess pier.

Lin Yuanchen and Feng Wu'er came to the hall, and their outstanding outfits attracted the attention of many disciples.

"Auntie, we're here." Lin Yuanchen shouted at Feng Yufei.

Feng Yufei took a step towards the middle of the main hall: "The second game of chess, start now." ”

The two walked to the chess pier and sat down separately.

The first is to guess, and Lin Yuanchen plays the white chess.

Feng Wu'er is very serious on the ground, and she thinks a lot and Zhou Xiang, Lin Yuanchen just follows her to play chess, maintaining a certain gap in the number of meshes, but this gap is not very big.

Feng Zhiyu sat next to Feng Lai, and at this time lowered his head and whispered to Feng Lai: "Yu Ji seems to have no intention of Luo Hong, he must have taken a fancy to that Huoluan." ”

Fenglai's eyes sank: "As far as Zhang Shaotong is involved in her embroidery and painting twice, it is indeed unintentional to win." Zhiyu, will you really agree to her marriage with Yuluan in a year? ”

"Let's talk about it in a year, this time I don't know how long Yuluan will hold on to Yanran Peak and won't come out......"

At this time, Feng Wu'er fell down, but this step was extremely smelly, and the advantage was immediately gone.

The shouts of Feng Ao Xue and Feng Frost sounded on the field: "Little Master Niang, what a chance!" ”

"Little Master, seize the opportunity to turn defeat into victory!"

Lin Yuanchen instantly had a few more black lines on his head, touched a white zi in his hand, and raised it to land, but at this moment, the white zi slipped from his hand, fell out, and landed on the chessboard, which was actually a move that was more stinky than Feng Wu'er.

Where the wind and snow were standing, a burst of boos immediately erupted.

"Little Master! How did you do that? ”

"What a pity! Little master, are you not full? Do you want a few brothers to go to Tongyunfeng to get a bowl of rice for you? ”

Lin Yuanchen smiled at them awkwardly and continued to turn his head to look at the chessboard.

This game of chess was played for two hours, and finally it was the end of the game, and after counting the number of meshes, Feng Wu'er won a few meshes.

Feng Tianyun looked at Lin Yuanchen, who always had an embarrassed smile on his face, and felt a burst of contempt in his heart: "Hmph, it turned out to be a useless waste!" ”

Feng Yufei announced that Feng Wu'er had won the battle, and the female disciples of Bilin Peak cheered in unison, squeezing their eyebrows at Feng Aoxue and the others, and mocking them to the fullest.

"In the next battle, alchemy, you and the two of you will each refine a furnace of self-created pills, and there is no time limit, start now."

Lin Yuanchen's brain teaser turned: "Self-created elixir? Isn't it Zhiwei Dan? But it's inconvenient to take out this Zhiwei Pill, so why don't you refine some self-created cosmetics? ”

Thinking about it, I ran to the Danfang, refined a furnace of liquid to make mascara, put it in a glass bottle made by Master Chu, and refined some self-created finger dyeing, these finger dyeing was the idea that Feng Kailou came up with after dyeing his nails, but the color of his own finger dyeing was not as much as Feng Kailou's, which was roughly red, pink, etc., and was put into a finger dye bottle after refining.

With a few bottles of mascara and finger dye in his hand, he came to the hall and handed it to Feng Yufei: "Auntie, this is called mascara, which is brushed on the eyelashes, which will make the eyelashes look longer and more curvy, as for this, it is called finger dyeing, which was originally only available in Fengkailou, and I have refined it now, but there are not many colors, basically all of them are red." ”

Feng Yufei nodded slightly at her and took the mascara and finger dye.

After a long time, Feng Wu'er also walked out of the alchemy room and handed over a pill, which shone with a fluorescent-white soft light and a clear fragrance: "Master, this is called Zhaoyi Dan, which is to increase cultivation. ”

Feng Yufei took the pill and looked at it fixedly, with a happy look in his eyes: "Very good, Wu'er, go and wait for the results of the competition." ”

This Zhao Yi Pill is a cultivator pill that Feng Wu'er has been refining for several months with the Soul Sacrifice Pill given by Feng Yuluan, and the improved Pill consumes less than the Soul Sacrifice Pill, and it also replaces a few extremely difficult to get Dan grass, but the effect of gain cultivation is not very bad, and it should be regarded as the best Dan Fang.

There is no suspense, this game is won by Wind Dance again.

Feng Yufei had a smile in his eyes, and stepped forward to announce: "In the first battle of alchemy, Wu'er won, and Wu'er won all three battles, and there is no need to compete with swords." In this novice competition, dance first! ”

When Lin Yuanchen heard this, it was as if all the long-term difficulties had been swept away: "Oh! It's finally over, it's finally saved! ”

"Little Master, you don't seem to have any intention of competing this time?"

"Yes, little master, are you still very happy to lose?"

"Of course, I'm not as good as others, it's not a shame for me to compete, but now I'm finally embarrassed, of course I'm happy!"

Feng Tianyun heard her say this on the side, with an unshaven sneer on her lips: "What a waste!" Does Master like such waste? ”

Everyone gathered in the sword competition field in front of the main hall, and Feng Zhiyu presented the rewards of this competition.

Lin Yuanchen and Feng Wu'er stood side by side in the center of the sword competition field.

Feng Wu'er's smile was like a delicate flower that had just bloomed.

Feng Zhiyu held a crimson fairy sword in his hand, and slowly walked in front of Feng Wu'er: "Wu'er, the ancestor can award Luohong to you today, and I am very happy in my heart, I hope you will continue to cultivate diligently in the future, and become the top female cultivator among my seven peaks in the future." ”

Feng Wu'er hugged her fist towards Feng Zhiyu: "Thank you for teaching the ancestor, Wu'er will not forget the words of the ancestor." He took Luohong with one hand, lowered his head and looked at it steadily, his heart surging: "This is Luohong who is a pair of the passing water in the hands of Senior Brother Xue?" I did it today......"

Lin Yuanchen was rubbing her little hands on the side, she was a soy sauce beater in the eyes of everyone, and at this time, she hated to have to let the fire luan disperse early and go back to Bilin Peak to continue weaving and tailoring.

Feng Zhiyu took out another amethyst whistle in his hand and walked up to Lin Yuanchen: "Yuji, as you wish, Huoluan is yours!" ”

"Master, where is this Huoluan, why didn't I see it!"

Feng Zhiyu's big hand knocked on Lin Yuanchen's head: "You little thing!" There are too many bad intentions, and this time I am angry with your master. Hold it, it's a fire whistle, you blow it and it's coming. ”

Lin Yuanchen took the amethyst whistle and blew it.

I saw a large piece of fire slowly appear in the sky, this fire light was as dazzling as a burning cloud, and then, a shocking roar came out from this burning cloud, and a fire luan rushed straight down towards Lin Yuanchen like a spiritual flame. (To be continued.) )