For half a month in a row, the top fifty disciples challenged the Shenwu list one after another, but most of them failed, and Shen Hui was the only one who could break into the top fifty except Xiao Yu. Feng Lingyue, Xiao Li, and Huang Yan all temporarily returned to their respective sects www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, although Shen Hui lost to Qin Lie, he finally succeeded in challenging the forty-third place, and the rest of the people only Yin Ran and Baili Changkong and Feng Chen broke into the top 100.

And in such a long challenge, the result of the battle between Xiao Yu and Qin Lie also came out unconsciously, and it was not until this news was continuously confirmed that everyone finally understood how powerful Xiao Yu's strength was, and so far Xiao Yu has become an unattainable legend in everyone's hearts.

In the past half a month, Xiao Yu would spend half a day cultivating in the Spirit Realm every day, but to the surprise of the deacon disciples, Xiao Yu never broke through the fourth level, and every time he came, he would stay in the fourth level Spirit Gate for a long time.

Every time he cultivated from the Spirit Gate, Xiao Yu's expression was different, and finally one day when Xiao Yu walked out of the Fourth Spirit Gate, the sorrow on his face had been swept away.

It's not that I don't know that everything is just illusory, it's just that many times in life I know that it's just a phantom of a mirror flower, and I still cling to my heart and indulge in it. Many things can only be understood by losing, Xiao Yu muttered all the muttering in the fourth spiritual gate, and finally engraved them one by one in his heart, when he walked out of the spiritual gate, there was only endless firmness left in his eyes.

The fifth spiritual gate is completely different from the previous two, and it is even very ordinary, but it is the most popular spiritual gate, as long as you have enough spiritual power, you can enter meditation in the fifth spiritual gate, and improve your spiritual power through continuous meditation, the stronger your spiritual power, the longer you stay in it.

Xiao Yu tasted it for the first time, and he couldn't extricate himself, this heavy spiritual gate seemed to be opened specifically for him, in the battle with Qin Lie, although Xiao Yu finally succeeded in merging the Demon Suppression Sword and the Hidden Edge Sword together, but he understood that it was very reluctant to do this, if it wasn't for Qin Lie's strong fighting intent, Xiao Yu might not be able to succeed.

Using the fifth spiritual gate to be in a meditative state all the time, you can improve your spiritual power to a great extent, and think about how to better integrate the two-color divine sword, with the cultivation of the Nine Yang Jue, Xiao Yu will eventually gradually summon the nine divine swords, and the power of the divine sword will become stronger and stronger, improve your cultivation in this area as soon as possible, there is no harm.

In the cultivation that I threw myself into this way, I slowly slowed down the thoughts in my heart, and the day when I agreed to act finally came.

The sun rises in the east, Xiao Yumu looks at the boundless peaks and peaks without a moment, after this exploration, he will go to participate in the Eight Sects Martial Arts, and after this, he will walk out of the Tianyun Mountain Range and go to a broader world, Shenhuang Prefecture is just a corner of the road towards the earth, and there is an infinite and vast world outside, and everything he does not know.

After many screenings, there were only more than 60 disciples who finally went to the "Blood Domain Forest" to explore the secrets, and there were only more than 10 of them in the new generation of disciples.

On this day, the wind and the sun were beautiful, and the light dancing sunlight spread throughout the Divine Emperor Mountain Range, and in the "Yiyun Peak", which was two hundred miles away from the "Blood Domain Forest", there was a group of people standing neatly, these people were wearing hats and red robes, as if they were waiting for someone.

Time passed slowly, and when the sunlight penetrated the pine trees at the peak, a team of blue-robed and yellow-robed people arrived from the east and south directions.

Several of the red-robed people unveiled their hats and stepped forward, the first one was Qin Yitian, Qin Yitian went straight to meet him, hugged his fists from afar and said with a smile, "Brother Qianyue, I haven't seen Mo Hongshan for decades, and Qin is very pleased to see that Brother Zun's demeanor is even better." ”

The yellow-robed man had black beard and crane hair, and his spirit was strong, and when he heard the words, he only returned the salute lukewarmly, "The old man is all healthy, how dare he be harmed." ”

This was not very polite, but Qin Yitian was not half stunned, the elders on both sides met in turn, and Qin Yitian greeted the other group of people. The woman at the head is in a water-blue robe, with a delicate flickering between her eyebrows and eyes, which is intoxicating.

"Autumn fairy, it's been hard all the way. ”

Qiu Yunhong smiled sweetly, "For the sake of a big plan, why don't you work hard, why didn't you see Sister Su." ”

Qin Yitian raised his head and smiled, "Here, you seem to have calculated the time." ”

I saw the silver robe flying together, the first woman had a beautiful face and a warm gaze, it was Su Qianling.

The three disciples looked at it together, and unlike the other seven sects, ninety percent of the "Tingfeng Pavilion" were women, and most of them were delicate, compared to the "Kun Yuan Pavilion", eighty percent of the disciples were men, and they almost looked straight at the moment.

"I have heard that the female disciples of the 'Listening Wind Pavilion' are more than one water spirit, and today I saw that it was really better than the rumors, grandma's, why did you say that those little white faces were so lucky. ”

The one who spoke was the leader of the new disciples of the "Kunyuan Pavilion", named Yan Chongshan, looking at the female disciples of the "Listening Wind Pavilion" who were all beautiful and extraordinary, but there were a few weak male disciples standing next to him, he was naturally very unhappy.

"That's it, I think they can't even hold a sword steadily, but they can walk among the beauties every day, which is really infuriating. ”

"I said Hua Jun, what you said is very sour, in the eyes of my brother, instead of envying the fish in the abyss, it is better for our buddies to set up a set, maybe we will succeed. ”

"Okay, Pei Jian, I usually say that your brain is active, and you really move fast, I see that these boys will fall down as soon as the wind blows, which can compare to our brothers' majestic and majestic, and Yushu is in the wind. ”

"Hehe, if this is successful, you won't have to please those yellow-faced women every day in the future, Brother Yan, what do you say. ”

Yan Chongshan clapped his hands, "Since my brothers have this idea, how can I not know Yayi, I don't believe in so many beauties, and our brothers can't catch a few." ”

The disciples of "Kunyuan Pavilion" rarely see women on weekdays, and the female disciples in the pavilion are even more powerful, and the rare best products have long been taken away, they can only stare at them, and now they suddenly see so many beauties, they have long been dazzled, and their words have become more and more vulgar.

"I heard that there is an Oiran in the 'Listening Wind Pavilion', called the Wind Lingyue, and it looks very charming. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I've heard of it, but I don't know which one, she came to Luobarren Mountain the day before yesterday, but I didn't see it. ”

Before the words fell, there was a sound of broken footsteps in my ears, and I saw a few female disciples of "Listening to the Wind Pavilion" coming over. Bow down to the barren Qianyue Yingying, "Ling Yue led the disciples of the 'Listening Wind Pavilion' to meet the barren master. ”

Huang Qianyue nodded, lifted Feng Lingyue with his right hand, and said to a male disciple on the right, "Tuo Yan, take a few junior disciples to worship the uncles and uncles of each sect." ”

Tuo Yan bowed and said, "Yes, Master!"

The disciples of the "Listening to the Wind Pavilion" couldn't help but glance at him more when they heard Tuo Yan call Master Huang Qianyue, since the masters of the Eight Sects Pavilion rarely taught it in person, each of them was only seven or eight disciples, and they were all geniuses who happened once in decades in each sect, just like Feng Lingyue.

Feng Lingyue's face was not different, she always maintained a dignified complexion, and after the salute was finished, she led the disciples of the "Listening Wind Pavilion" towards Qin Yitian.

Hua Jun didn't suddenly come back to his senses until Feng Lingyue left, and exclaimed, "My good girl, how can there be such a beautiful beauty, this, this—"

Pei Jian also shook his head, "I don't know what is going on now, it's a pity that we still regard Yan Yun and the others as goddesses, compared to this Feng Lingyue, they really don't deserve to lift shoes." ”

Yan Chongshan also nodded again and again, "Brother, I have lived for seventeen years, and I really live on a dog, grandma's, if such a stunning color is snatched up by a few little white faces in the 'Listening Wind Pavilion', wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing, brothers, it's time to boost morale." ”

This sentence was sincere, and everyone nodded again and again, their eyes never left Feng Lingyue, and their faces were rippling with a fascinated smile.

"Huh-"

Yan Chongshan's smile suddenly froze, and a chill couldn't help but cover his eyes. I saw that after Feng Lingyue saluted Qin Yitian, she actually walked straight to a young man in red, and the two looked at each other and smiled, infinitely warm.

Pei Jian's face changed suddenly, "Who is this kid, and what is his relationship with Feng Lingyue?"

Hua Jun also saw that something was wrong, and his face turned red, "Could it be that this kid has already taken the lead, no, with his virtue, there is not much difference between him and those little white faces, what can be looked down on." (To be continued.) )