That day, Zhang Jing suffered a loss, Yun Zhao was very happy, and she was full of thoughts about thanking her cheap master when she fell asleep tonight.

But seeing Heng's heart was extremely uneasy, pacing around her room, "Yun Zhao, Zhang Jing is very resentful, you must be more careful!"

How could Yun Zhao listen to his words now?

Strange to say, she didn't dream of the woman in yellow again that night.

But she had a rare good night's sleep, and when she went to class in the hall the next day, Zhang Jing no longer held her...... At most, at most, it was a few slashes in the eyes, and it didn't hurt her.

"Tomorrow, a disciple sent by Lingying will come to me to teach Dao and swordsmanship," Fang Kui called out to the disciples who were ready to walk after the class, "Some of you may be selected to learn from others, so go back and prepare well." ”

"Yes!"

......

Yun Zhao returned to her small firewood room after class, she didn't feel anything wrong at first, and then she sat on the bed and read the Lingbao Sutra for a long time, only to find that Xiao Jiu was gone.

"What's so strange about that, when I came to look for you very early yesterday, I saw the big fox, oh no Xiao Jiu, I saw Xiao Jiu coming down from the back mountain. Jianheng said disapprerovingly: "I thought you knew, it should be hunting, after all, it can't eat what we eat." ”

Yun Zhao hadn't paid attention to this.

It's just that she is faintly worried in her heart, worried that it will collude with other monsters and never come back, so she will have no bargaining chips to hold the fox clan hostage.

As soon as she finished thinking about this, the straw on the roof rattled something, and the two looked up to see a snow-white fox jumping down.

Yun Zhao's sharp eyes found that the red lines on the fox's body were gone.

Xiao Jiu looked tired, but when it saw Yun Zhao looking at her, its drooping tail suddenly raised high, but when it looked at the coldness in her eyes, it wailed twice and retracted into the pit and lay on its stomach.

"Hey, I think Xiao Jiu is really like a puppy," Seeing that Heng had gotten along with each other in these days, he was no longer very afraid of this fox that "occasionally gets bigger", he leaned over to take a look, turned back to Yun Zhao and said, "But I think you are too bad for it." ”

"Its race is full of me, I didn't kill it, I have already shown mercy to it. Yun Zhao said hatefully, and slapped the book on the table vigorously.

Xiao Jiu lowered his eyes, not letting anyone see the sadness and uneasiness in his eyes, and when he heard Yun Zhao's words, he buried his head in his hair.

......

On the day when Lingying sent his disciples to Taiqing, it was a sunny day with a gentle breeze.

There has always been such a tradition in the Xuanmen, where disciples of various sects walk around each other and visit each other to learn from each other.

The leader is an old man with a white beard, with a purple robe and a black robe tied with an abrupt red belt, and two yellow gourds hanging on the belt.

That old man was none other than the Great Elder of the Lingying Sect, the Taoyuan Dao Chief.

The name is strange, and the people are strange.

I saw him swaggering to the hall and hooked Elder Zhan Yuan's neck, and when he opened his mouth, he was full of wine, "Zhan Yuan, Zhan Yuan, you said the year before last to bring me a bottle of your 'secret treasure' to drink next time, but I haven't seen you come to my Lingying Mountain for two years, what's the matter!

Elder Zhan Yuan kept looking at Chongqian Zhenren's face, he was extremely embarrassed, and hurriedly looked back, "Lingying's disciple, help your elder to sit!"

"Sorry! A bottle of wine is so reluctant, hypocrite!"

Many of the little disciples giggled.

"What Taoyuan Daoist said is true," Chongqian didn't bother with him, and smiled politely: "It's better that the disciples are finished today, and you can stay in Taiqing Mountain for a few more days, so that Zhan Yuan can make up for the Daoist." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Zhan Yuan's heart was extremely empty, and he kept looking at the face of the master.

"Well, it's not like that every year...... I think it's better to start early! After finishing drinking, I can still rush back with my disciples today!" Taoyuan's face was straight, and he didn't look drunk at all.

Yun Zhao felt that today was more interesting.

The competition between the two sects was arranged on the pointing star platform outside the Taiyuan Palace, and the participants in the competition were six disciples selected by the two factions. Yun Zhao of the Lingying Sect didn't know him, but the ...... of the Taiqing Sect She could only recognize Zhang Jing.

There was a disciple of the Taiqing Sect who was not feeling well, and Elder Zhan Yuan couldn't find a suitable candidate for a while, so he heard that Zhang Jing hurriedly said loudly: "I know that there is a suitable candidate!"

He pointed to Yun Zhao through the crowd.

Jianheng nervously grabbed Yun Zhao's sleeve.

"No," it was the Taoyuan Elder of the Lingying Sect who spoke, and he seemed to dislike Zhang Jing's style very much, "All the disciples I brought are male disciples, there is no saying that male dolls and female dolls fight, how can we Lingying Sect's faces look good when it is spread?"

"Then," Zhang Jing's finger deviated, "let Senior Brother Jianheng come!"

Taoyuan asked the disciple to move a recliner over, lay down comfortably, and did not speak again.

"I, I ......" Where has Jianheng seen such a battle, he never fights with anyone!

"Xiao Shu, don't be afraid," Yun Zhao said in a low voice in his ear: "Don't worry, it's just a competition, Zuo just loses, and nothing will happen." ”

Seeing that Heng believed in this friend, as soon as she said it, she felt a little relieved, hesitated for a while, gritted her teeth and stood on the stage.

"In the first round, Lingying sent Xue Wuzhi and Liang Li to the Taiqing faction—"

Although they were all thirteen or fourteen years old, Xue Wuzhi's skills of the Lingying Sect obviously had the upper hand, and the internal strength of the swordsmanship was above Liang Li, and in less than three moves, he had already suppressed the other party.

Yun Zhao felt that there was nothing to see in this competition between junior apprentices, and when he was wondering when he would be able to meet the real Xuanmen Conference, the disciple who was the referee beat the drum with a "bang".

"I conceded. That Xue Wuzhi was a handsome young man, and he also knew how to be polite, so several female disciples who provoked Taiqing exclaimed in a low voice.

"In the first round, Lingying Sect Xue Wu won't win!

In the second round, Lingying sent Cheng Cong to Wang Jianheng of the Taiqing faction——"

When Yun Zhao heard this, he hurriedly stretched his neck to look. It's just that a few female disciples next to him are still talking about Xue Wuzhi just now, especially Tang Mang, Zi'er Wow, Zi'er Wow, which makes Yun Zhao upset.

She turned and walked into the corner, where she could see the platform just in the distance.

"The competition begins—"

The young man named Cheng Cong was also quite polite, he didn't make a move immediately, and he whirled around with the helpless Jianheng for a while, and saw that he seemed to be ready, so he attacked with his sword.

However, seeing that Heng had just begun to practice internal strength and Dao Method, where could his swordsmanship compare to Cheng Cong, who was a few years older than him, he could only block it a few times, and then he saw that he was about to be defeated......

Zhang Jing in the audience seized the opportunity, sneered, covered his lips with his sleeves, and muttered something in a low voice......

Yun Zhao's eyes froze, and he saw that Cheng Cong's hand holding the sword suddenly rose high in a strange posture, and then stabbed forward quickly-

Someone on the field exclaimed, and Taoyuan also noticed that something was wrong.

Although there is no discipline in this move, anyone with a discerning eye can see the murderous aura carried by this decisive stab, and Cheng Cong himself looked panicked, so he could only shout "Get out of the way!" However, the sword momentum did not stop.

Seeing Heng was so frightened that he stayed in place.

In the midst of the lightning, Yun Zhao didn't know why she thought of the rune paper that the woman in yellow gave her before, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she could only quickly take out the rune paper and throw it into the air, learning from the elders who had seen it-

"Haste as the law, go!"

As soon as the words fell, the rune paper really seemed to have wings, and it quickly swept towards the field.

At this time, Taoyuan also made a move, he drew his sword to block the killing blow, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the rune paper flying through the air.

The talisman seemed to fall lightly on his hand, but in fact, an external force shook his heart, and he almost used the internal force of his whole body to suppress this force, almost forcing him to vomit a mouthful of blood in front of the public.

Qing Xuansheng Heavenly Soul Talisman!

And those who make talismans, their mana cultivation is at least above the Mahayana!

Taoyuan's heart was shocked, but he didn't show it on his face, just his five fingers clenched the talisman paper, and he returned to his seat in a daze.

Unexpectedly, this scene had fallen into Zhan Yuan's eyes.

"May I ask the elder, do you still want to try?" Some disciples didn't know why, they just thought that they had almost had an accident, and ran to Taoyuan to ask for instructions.

"Than. Taoyuan's face was calm, and his face was cloudy.

He wanted to see what kind of Daluo Immortal was behind this rune paper—

"In the second round, Lingying sent Cheng Cong to win!

In the third round, Lingying sent Chang Huan and sent Zhang Jing to Taiqing——"

Yun Zhao leaned against the wall, still afraid in her heart, she didn't know if the talisman she threw was right, so she made a move in her mind......

But luckily, I'm fine.

She was about to come out from behind the wall, but suddenly she held her head with both hands, and her face was as white as snow.

The humming sound that she hadn't heard in a long time rang in her head again, sharper and piercing than every time before.

It was as if he was going to split her head open.

Along with this sharp voice, there is also a familiar female voice.

- Hey, Xiao Yunzhao, look at that platform.

Yun Zhao raised his head with difficulty and saw Zhang Jing, who had just defeated his opponent and was proud.

- Do you remember, he broke the sword that your master gave you, and he stepped on your face to humiliate you, if you hadn't been hurt by him and ran down the mountain that day, maybe, maybe your master, junior brother, and they wouldn't have died......

Yun Zhao nodded desperately, his head splitting.

She remembers, how she doesn't remember.

- He also made you kneel, and he humiliated the only friend you had come here......

Right. He had been torturing me deliberately.

- How about a person like this, why don't you give him some color so that he will never dare to bully you in the future?

Okay, okay.

- Good boy, then you will follow me...... Remember what I taught you how to come and go?

Yun Zhao nodded, the pain lessening slightly.

- Follow me, this time you need to change your recitation a little, and we will teach him a lesson.

- Come, turn the first and third sentences upside down.

Yun Zhao was confused, and his mouth read as if he had his own will:

Nine ghosts, dementors and souls.

The gods of the Five Mountains –

Quickly retreat!

As soon as the obedient voice fell, Yun Zhao's eyes suddenly brightened, and the sky over Taiqing Mountain was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the sky that was bright a moment ago was already as dark as midnight at this time.

A female disciple screamed.

The female disciple trembled and pointed to the stage, "Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang, he ......"

Zhang Jing on the stage bent over like a woman bending down at some point, his waist was still slowly bending downward, and finally folded into an incredible arc, and then he slowly turned his face to the stage, with a weird smile on his bruised face, and the whites of his eyes turned a terrifying red-

The gods of the Five Mountains ordered them to retreat.

The Yin Ghost of the Dementor and Soul Killer is coming.