Today's atmosphere seems to be a little different, Yu Lingfeng and Qing Chengyu together, they wanted to go to the martial arts arena to fight and learn their strength, but just two steps out of the door, they found that all the male and female disciples were rushing towards the dojo on the left side of the real person hall, and they couldn't help but wonder a little,

"This big brother, we're new here, hiss... Where are you going?" Yu Lingfeng asked a friendly question to a Ding-level disciple who had just left the house.

When the D-level disciple who went out heard the inquiry, he said impatiently: "At the end of every Sunday, it is the day when the real person returns to the mountain, and today is the routine preaching day when the real person rushes back on Sunday, you two go away, don't block Lao Tzu from hearing the Tao!"

Saying that, the Ding-level disciple pushed the two of them away, and quickly rushed towards the crowd, Yu Lingfeng lowered his head and pondered, and looked at the preaching dojo on the left side of the real hall in the distance, which was a hollow wooden tower with a three-story building, and there was a futon on the top of the tower, on which did sit an old man with a black and white goatee, wearing a high hairpin and shawl, sitting on the futon and closing his eyes and silent, and the preaching field below was successively filled with disciples from the D-level area who came to hear the Tao.

The old man with the black and white goatee opened his eyes and swept his eyes, looked at the crowded D-level district disciples below, nodded secretly, Yu Lingfeng also entered the outermost part of the dojo with the accompanying Zhuji disciples and sat down,

"Aren't you going to the martial arts arena to compete? Why have you changed your attention again?" Qing Chengyu smiled suspiciously, full of curiosity about the real person on the high platform, but in his heart he was thinking about whether he would also sit in this position in the future.

"Let's put aside the martial arts arena for the time being, I want to hear what it means to preach by real people," Yu Lingfeng was also a little curious about this scene in the Xuanxian Gate, after all, it was the first time to experience preaching,

When the crowd gradually ridiculed, above the tower of the silent missionary field, the old man with a black and white goatee opened his sharp eyes, shook the white dust in his arms, and a soft true qi rippled down from above like a wave, gently caressing everyone around,

The old man didn't speak, but when the soft true qi fluctuations flowed around everyone, an old voice sounded, and said leisurely: "Today, this is the eleventh missionary duty since the real person took the throne, this time I heard the sermon from the Feilan Snow Sect of the Friends Sect thousands of miles away, if you and other disciples can understand the metaphor of the content of this preaching, you can go to the next level at the same time, learn an intermediate technique of the Feilan Snow Sect, if you can't understand it, it means that you have no chance to preach this time." ”

The black and white goatee preacher was above the high platform, the white dust was thrown again, and the second soft power spread to everyone's side, and at the same time the hoarse voice of another female old woman sounded, telling the great truth that she had realized, three sentences were inseparable from the Taoist words, and most of them were obscure sentences, and the D-level disciples under the dojo heard it in a fog.

The same is true for Yu Lingfeng, the voice of the old woman in his ears is like listening to a book from heaven, as if he has returned to the hard work of learning English when he was a student, his head buzzes and he can't help but want to pat it, there are many people who feel the same way as him, but there is an accident that was born, that is Qing Chengyu, when Yu Lingfeng had a headache, he glanced at him, but he was unexpectedly found that Qing Chengyu was motionless like a wood carving!

"Won't you? You understand?" Yu Lingfeng was very surprised by this, but saw Qing Chengyu open his eyes and lowered his head to ponder for a moment, then looked at him and said, "Yes, it seems that I understand, I'll tell you when I go back, let me continue listening," As he said that, he closed his eyes again and ignored Yu Lingfeng's questioning.

The black and white goatee preacher on the high platform, every time he waved the dust, he glanced at all the disciples below, observing their movements, if they showed uncomfortable emotions, it means that they don't understand,

Just when he thought that these disciples were unsuccessful, an accident came into his lowered eyes, it was a yellow-skinned young man sitting quietly motionless in the edge area, and next to him there was a short-haired young man staring at him depressedly.

"Huh, interesting," the black and white goatee real person, his left hand smoothed the goatee, and his right hand waved out again, and another wave spread down, but the D-level disciples in the dojo were all depressed, as if they felt lost because they couldn't understand, and after several sermons in a row, everyone showed a look of incomprehension, only Qing Chengyu sat alone like a Hong Zhong.

The more I observed, the more I could see his calm state, this book-like complex and incomprehensible sentence made Yu Lingfeng want to get up and leave directly,

"What kind of thing is this ** talking about! Is this what people say? How do you feel like you are chanting scriptures?" By the time Yu Lingfeng endured the end of the preaching, several hours had passed...

Near noon, when I looked at the black and white goatee real person on the high platform, he was gone, leaving only a fluttering sentence: "At the end of the eleventh mission, the real people are quite pleased, and some people have understood the content of this sermon, as for who it is, then you have to find out for yourselves." ”

"Ahh

"That is, does anyone really understand? Who is so talented? I want to worship him as a senior brother to preach!"

"This senior brother who understands the preaching, I am willing to exchange a thousand white spirit stones for an explanation, and I bother you to show up and see it!"

The disciples in the D-level district were boiling and began to sweep through the crowd, wondering who understood the preaching, but after searching for a long time, they could not find a reason, so they all secretly left the preaching hall in discouragement, waiting for the twelfth preaching the following week.

After Qing Chengyu finished preaching, he was taken to the martial arts arena by Yu Lingfeng, so the crowd did not find this lucky senior brother later, Qing Chengyu was pondering all the way, sometimes stretching out his hand to compare, as if he was deducing moves, the expression on his face changed and changed, and Yu Lingfeng was inexplicable,

"What's the matter??'ve learned a new trick?" Yu Lingfeng glanced at him with a depressed face, Qing Chengyu nodded, and smiled: "It's just a fur, it's still deducing, I'll teach you when I go back!"

"Yes, I heard the old woman chatter crookedly like a nun chanting scriptures, but I didn't expect you to understand, it's really unexpected," Yu Lingfeng glanced at him appreciatively, and the two came all the way to the martial arts arena, at this moment, only a few people in the huge martial arts square raised their swords in the distance, discussing the depth of swordsmanship,

Picking one of the half-sized stone rings on the right side of the square, Yu Lingfeng jumped on the stage and beckoned to Qing Chengyu below: "Come on, don't think so much about it first, let's talk about it later."

Saying that, the two limonite swords were evolved, Qing Chengyu adjusted his mentality, and also jumped into the ring, took the limonite sword thrown by the former, and his hands showed his edge, Yu Lingfeng was holding the sword in one hand, and smiled happily: "This one must be divided into winners and losers, don't keep your hands,"

"Okay!" Qing Chengyu's eyes refracted the edge of the sword, and without saying a word, he raised his sword and stabbed it, but it was swept away by the other party with a 'ding' sound, and his body rotated twice with the swept away limonite sword, and he spun and rushed over again, causing Yu Lingfeng to suddenly defend passively,

Between a few dodges, they all saw through the position at a glance, and suddenly a flame condensed out from his left hand, bursting towards Qing Chengyu who was swept wildly by the sword, the fireball was split by a sword, and another ball of true qi struck, exploding on his side,

The offensive reversed, Yu Lingfeng's Limonite Sword found the opponent's vacancy, turned the sword in a position with his left hand, and slapped his right hand towards the hilt, and the Limonite Sword flew out and stabbed the opponent's chest.

In a hurry, Qing Chengyu released his true qi and condensed into a true qi shield, but the limonite sword stabbed fiercely but was blocked by the barrier, only piercing into two-fifths of the blade, and then losing all its strength,

Yu Lingfeng smiled indifferently, the true qi pointed at the limonite sword on his shield, and used the qi control technique to perfectly withdraw the limonite sword in his hand, the bow body jumped into the air, and as soon as the momentum was released, the sword was raised with both hands and injected with true qi like a mad python swallowing the sky, and this sword crit condensed his strongest strength at present, and the aura attracted the foundation disciples of the Ding-level area in the distance to be surprised, and they looked at it, but they were amazed.

"What a strong aura, those two seem to have a lot of fun,"

"Oh, yes, how do I feel, it's a life-and-death struggle?"

"Don't worry about it, watch quietly, you can't miss this good show,"

Several people were amazed and watched, the two people in the center of the battlefield, one spread the shield on the ground, and the other condensed the sword qi in mid-air and jumped down, the shield barrier was re-condensed, Qing Chengyu also showed a resolute look, injected true qi into his own limonized iron sword, swept out a sword through the shield, and collided with Yu Lingfeng who jumped down,

"When~!" The two violent breaths collided together, turning into two turbid winds, tearing each other apart and trying to devour them.

The dust and fallen leaves on the ground nearby and the miscellaneous flowers and weeds growing in the stone slabs were all picked up and rolled into a ball by the wind, and the violent field formed around the two of them in the ring, although they could not see the two people in the strong wind, it was not difficult to see from the continuous sword qi and streamers flashing in their eyes that the battle was not over.

"Bang!" When the strong wind spun to the extreme, the howling wind roared loudly like a ghost tearing eardrums, and most of the paved stone slabs on the ground in the center of the ring were lifted up and flew away, like a time bomb without a license!

The strong wind shattered, and the explosion became a powerful torrent vortex impact, pushing the two outward to retreat and separate, but there was still no winner or loser, Yu Lingfeng was called a depressed, Qingcheng's feather skin and thick flesh resistance was really not ordinarily strong, and there was no after dozens of moves in the strong wind, so the combat power and ender pearl were matched with the ender pearl, even the stupid big man could easily hang the hammer!

The impact approached the few D-level disciples who were watching the battle, and several people condensed the true qi barrier to resist the impact, but they were unexpectedly crushed by the force of the impact that was pushed, and in an instant, several people were caught off guard and were knocked back for a long distance, and they each rolled nearby, embarrassed and shocked.

"What kind of force is this! It almost pushed me to the point of bleeding!"

"Are these two people so terrifying? Obviously, one has just built the foundation, and the other hasn't even built the foundation?!"

"It's worth it, this battle is not in vain, I regret not rushing to preach in time, but God opened his eyes, today is the right place, hahaha!"

Several people got up one after another, patted the dust on their bodies in embarrassment, and once again focused their eyes on the battle between Qing Chengyu and Yu Lingfeng, at the same time, the impact thrust on the periphery had not completely dissipated, and some of the D-level disciples who came to Yanwu Square after preaching were rushed by this residual energy, all of them showed shocked expressions, and they all looked at the Yanwu Square in front of them, and there was only one thought: "There are people fighting inside!"