Fanyin Temple.

Zhu Luan looked at the scorching eyes around him and the Huizhou teenager who couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes, and lowered his head slightly.

When did you first notice it?

Zhu Luan raised his hand and quietly stroked the fingers of his other hand.

Cui Yan's calm but determined question came from the high platform, and the world around him was full of noise.

The inherent mystery of Fanyin Temple greatly stimulated the curiosity of the people of Dazhou. This curiosity far exceeded the curiosity of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

Even the disciples in the Xiliang Sword Pavilion were looking at Song Huaizhu to some extent, and Su Qing couldn't take their eyes off it.

In fact, as a martial arts sect born on the same Xiliang Snow Plain, the Yumen Snow Mountain, where the Fanyin Temple is located, and the Cangshan Mountain, where the Xiliang Sword Pavilion is located, belong to the same mountain range.

A thousand years ago, all the sects of Xiliang had the same ancestry, and the disciples of Xiliang Sword Pavilion could be called brothers and sisters with the disciples of Fanyin Temple according to tradition.

But after that, the Xiliang Sword Pavilion split out as a sect specializing in kendo, and thousands of years have passed, the Xiliang Sword Pavilion and the Fanyin Temple have long been independent, and the concept is getting farther and farther away.

During the chaotic period of the previous dynasties in the Middle Earth Continent, the Xiliang Sword Pavilion was close to the Xiliang royal family, and made great contributions to the supreme honor in the territory of Xiliang, and the Xiliang Sword Pavilion Lord's current Xiliang Sword Saint married the Xiliang princess, making the relationship between the Xiliang Sword Pavilion and the royal family more stable.

However, Fanyin Temple still escaped from the world during the melee period, and even because of the personal relationship between the abbot of Guanhai and the queen of heaven, there was a faint tendency to lean towards the Great Zhou.

Although after the death of the Queen of Heaven, the Great Zhou royal family was no longer close to the Fanyin Temple, and the tendency of the Fanyin Temple to favor the Great Zhou was curbed, but the Fanyin Temple did not turn to the Xiliang royal family and firmly chose neutrality.

In the process of seeking an alliance between Xiliang and Da Zhou, Fanyin Temple still did not appear.

Its escapist and low-key style and Xiliang Sword Pavilion have almost gone to two extremes.

It is going on a completely different path from the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, and what the relationship between the two is now can only be known by the disciples of the two families.

But even with such a low profile, the position of Fanyin Temple in the hearts of cultivators in Middle-earth remained unwavering.

Because Fanyin Temple has always produced gods.

It is said that the mind method of Fanyin Temple is very unusual, and for thousands of years, Fanyin Temple is the only place where the inheritance of the innate master has not been broken.

The legend left by the monk of Guanhai is enough to make the practitioners reminisce for a hundred years, there are very few people in the Fanyin Temple, but as long as there is one, it is an indescribable existence.

Just like the mercy knife in the martial arts of Fanyin Temple.

Few practitioners have seen this knife technique, but the so-called "hurt yourself without hurting others, this knife has no killing moves" mantra has spread all over the continent and has become the world-famous sword technique of Fanyin Temple's martial arts.

And now......

Everyone waited for the man's answer, and the heat of the surrounding eyes could light up the high platform.

However, under the fiery gaze of everyone and Cui Yan, Song Huaizhu took another step.

"Sorry, I can't answer that question."

After speaking, Song Huaizhu walked down the high platform step by step, leaving a group of stunned or messy bystanders.

Not denial, not affirmation, not ambiguity, but ...... I don't say.

Really has his style.

A trace of unwillingness appeared in Cui Yan's eyes, and his mouth opened, as if he wanted to shout something, but in the end, his fists were clenched tightly, he didn't say anything, he saluted the examiner, turned around and walked down the stairs step by step from another direction.

Fortunately, it is sensible.

"But it's a mercy knife, right?"

"Song Xie Yuan didn't say it, did he?"

"What the hell is this ......"

Regardless of whether Song Huaizhu answered or not, when he was shouted out of the Mercy Knife, whether he understood it or not, people had already connected him with Fanyin Temple.

Because the Knife of Mercy is the real Knife of Mercy.

It was even mixed with something different from the Compassion Knife of Guanhai, and this difference made Zhu Luan feel a little strange in his heart.

Regardless of these, there are always people in this world who have seen this sword technique, Zhu Luan raised his head slightly and looked at the viewing platform hidden in the dense forest in the distance.

When did she first see it?

"Is he really a disciple of Fanyin Temple?" At this time, a young man's clear voice came from Zhu Luan's side.

Zhu Luan looked sideways, but saw Duan Lizheng staring at her quietly.

Seeing Zhu Luan looking, Duan Lizheng continued, "I pulled the barrier. ”

Zhu Luan smiled, "Why don't you ask him?" ”

"Since he said he couldn't say it, he wouldn't say it," Duan Lizheng said lightly.

"I can't say either." Zhu Luan looked at the young man's eyes and returned seriously.

She promised Song Huaizhu and Duan Lizheng.

She had an agreement with them, and the result of the agreement was that she couldn't say anything.

Hearing this expected answer, Duan Lizheng's eyes were calm, but he closed his eyes and looked at Zhu Luan quietly.

"But you know." His tone was steady.

There was no basis, and she had never told him how she knew this Xiliang man, but Duan Lizheng had such a feeling, she knew.

This is not within the scope of the agreement with Song Huaizhu, Zhu Luan smiled.

"Yes, I know."

Yes, she knows.

On the cliff, she knew it when he took her hand.

The gust of wind that lifted her into the cliff has the heart of the Fanyin Temple.

But that's it. That's all Zhu Luan can perceive with his memory.

Song Huaizhu paused and looked at the monk Xuezhai who came forward to greet him.

She said she knew.

It turned out to be known from the beginning.

……

……

No matter how big the storm caused by Song Huaizhu is and how big the shock caused by Cui Yan's defeat is, the wheels of the test will not stop, and will continue to torment the nerves of the spectators and participants.

Yes, torture.

Because in less than a quarter of an hour, Da Zhou ushered in another defeat.

And this defeat is also a huge blow to the teenagers in Huizhou.

The second game of the second round will be played.

Mo Han picked off Hongshan.

Zhu Luan's side was the accelerating wheezing sound of Nian Huazang and Duan Lizheng, who had just worked together to heal Hongshan after stepping down.

If there is any difference between Hongshan and the previous Da Zhou Juzi, it is that Hongshan, like Cui Yan, walked down by himself.

But again, both of them collapsed when they returned to their friends.

"Xiliang Sword Pavilion has won again......"

"Why is Da Zhou's move so unproductive this year!"

Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is continuous failure. And in such a situation, the spectators of Da Zhou began to be angry.

"But it's not at all Brother Hongshan," Liang Ziliang, who was holding Zhu Luan's waist tightly, listened to the slander of the unconscious Juzi in his ears, and tears were about to well-up in his big eyes.

Zhu Luan's eyes were slightly gloomy.

It really can't be blamed.

Hongshan's situation can only be described as bad luck.

I just met Mo Han.

But in the verification of the ordinary people around, losing is losing, and losing face.

"Da Zhou's move this time is over!"

"What the hell is this!"

The person who didn't draw it heard the coaxing of the people around him, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes in addition to anger.

Fear of possible next play.

At this time, the examiner reported the name of the third player, and as soon as the first name came out, the eyes of the audience were already panicked.

Because this is another disciple of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

As the saying goes, it's not more than three.

Next, if the big Zhou lift is drawn, then this move will really be pushed to the forefront.

It was at this time that the examiner's voice rang out.

"Taiping Mountain House, Huizhou Xie Yuan, Zhu Ying."