Although Leng Mingyue can use divine power, her body is a mortal body after all, and she can't escape the restrictions of the rules of heaven and earth.

In the current situation, it is a simple and effective way to get the Heavenly Mandate Bead to continue life.

As for the mysterious person who killed her eighteen years ago...... She's just waiting here.

The prohibition on the mask is weird, she doesn't know where the mystery people came from, but as long as she is alive, they will come to the door again.

According to the description of the aunt, the one back then and the one I found today are not the same.

Although the strength of today's enemy is not low, it is not enough to force my father and mother to the point where I can't fight back, and my father's cultivation is not bad.

Leng Mingyue rubbed her temples, and the tiredness after using her divine power hit her heart.

"Mingyue, you better stay at home, Uncle will go to the Merry Sect to help you fight!" Leng Qinglan objected to Leng Mingyue's words:

"I am Dansheng, with the heaven-given fire in my left hand, I can fight with others."

Eighteen years ago, he was not a Dan Sheng, but now it is different.

As she spoke, Leng Qinglan spread out her left palm, and the flames rising from her palm turned purple, which was a symbol of Dansheng.

"You're an alchemist, what's going on?" Duan Ying shook her head:

"If you encounter a saint-level martial arts or martial arts cultivator, you have no ability to resist."

The only thing alchemists can rely on is the heaven-given fire, and if it is a confrontation at the same level, the alchemist has no advantage.

After all, it's a support-oriented profession.

"We can get someone to help." Leng Er proposed:

"The Leng family knows a lot of people in business, and it is estimated that Old Prince Shen can also ask for help."

No matter how bad it is, there are also the three princes of Song and the dean of the Imperial Capital Academy.

No matter how bad it is, it's okay to be cheeky and look for the Holy Temple.

"No need, I can solve it, and I'll leave for the Merry Sect tomorrow."

Leng Mingyue looked at the notice order again, and determined that this big competition would be ten days later.

The Merry Sect is far away from the Imperial Capital of the Yan Kingdom, and it is almost the same as ten days to rush over, and on the way, she can just have a good rest.

The three of them looked at each other, and in the end, they chose to compromise.

Ordinary people who do not have cultivation cannot defeat the master of the realm under the realm.

She's far tougher than they think.

Noticing that the atmosphere was a little heavy, Leng Mingyue diverted the topic:

"By the way, isn't today a rest day for the Imperial Capital Academy, why don't you see my cousin and Zichen?"

There was such a big movement in the Leng Mansion, it was really strange that he didn't see his cousin.

"The Imperial Academy has entered the training camp, and the holiday has been canceled, and we have to prepare for the academy competition in a month." Leng Qinglan explained:

"Huai Jinxiu is at the ninth level of the instrument gate, and he is the most powerful instrument gate student of the Imperial Capital Academy, and he wants to represent the academy."

After being reminded, Leng Mingyue remembered this matter: "It seems that there is a competition for all the academies within the scope of the third-class principality." ”

The students of the Grace Academy have also said that the house competition is about to begin, and the top colleges in the third class principality will receive invitations.

The tournament is divided into single battles and team battles, and team battles are the main event, with a 5v5 system.

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In the evening, Leng Huaijin and Shen Zichen returned to their homes and learned that Leng Mingyue had been attacked and was going to Merry Sect.

"Cousin, are you really okay?" Leng Huaijin's mood was a little uncomfortable.

He was amazed that Leng Mingyue could defeat the mysterious enemy, but he was even more worried about whether she would go smoothly when she went to the Merry Sect.

At the end of the day, he wasn't strong enough to protect his cousin.

"Cousin doesn't believe me?" Leng Mingyue raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her lips smiled confidently.

Leng Huaijin closed his mouth, and after a while, he said seriously: "That cousin is waiting for you to come back and watch me play in the audience." ”