Regarding Long Aotian's departure, Song Yu felt that there was no problem, he did not expect that he could make Long Aotian realize in just a few words.

This is an unrealistic thing, everyone has their own opinions and consciousness, and he is not the invincible protagonist in the world, just a few words can make others have an epiphany.

So only Long Aotian himself figured it out, then he really understood, no matter how much others said, it didn't make much sense.

"Long Aotian, don't be sorry for your name!"

Song Yu looked at the old trees outside the courtyard, and under the blowing of a few wisps of night breeze, a few new shoots had already grown.

Before you know it, spring has arrived for another year.

In the early morning of the next day, the bell of the Heavenly Dao Sect rang, and it spread far away in an arc-shaped ripple, melodious and solemn.

Song Yu stood on a high place, taking in the situation of the Heavenly Dao Sect at a glance.

It can be seen that after hearing the bell, many disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect ended their night's cultivation, walked out of the room, and began to get busy.

Or walk towards the Guantian Pavilion, maybe practice spells in the martial arts arena, or hurriedly go down the mountain to do tasks, or ......

Compared with the Qingtian Sect, it is not the same, but the essence is the same.

Everyone is living around the sect, and Song Yu believes that even the chaotic demon sea known as the "Demon Dao Sect" is still like this.

In such an environment, the unique personality of each monk is annihilated, and he can only become ants and work hard to build an ant nest.

"Am I not in it?"

Song Yu pondered for a while, didn't look at it again, but walked towards the Lingxiao Palace.

As soon as I arrived outside the hall, I saw Long Aotian with heavy dark circles, five big and three thick, like a chubby giant panda, it seemed that he hadn't slept all night.

"Mr. Song, good morning, I figured it out, I'm here to cheer you on. Long Aotian was strong and showed a smirk.

"Okay, there's labor. Song Yu nodded.

Although Long Aotian didn't say that he had figured out anything, he would come to see him, and he definitely wanted to learn the art of interaction, and he was ready to overcome his stuttering.

Thinking of this, Song Yu took out a small notebook from his arms, "This is what I showed last night...... ...... As long as you practice diligently, let your tongue form muscle memory, and practice more with others, you will definitely achieve something. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Song, I don't even know how to thank you. Long Aotian solemnly took the small notebook, and mysteriously put in the storage ring, I didn't know and thought they had a PY deal.

"No thanks, we are family and brothers. Song Yu waved his hand and said, his mind turned, "I'm just very interested in the spell you used against Fan Yantian, I don't know if you can refer to one or two?" Of course, if you are embarrassed, I will give you the ancestral interactive technique, our relationship, you must not have psychological pressure." ”

"This ......" Long Aotian looked embarrassed, groaned, and suddenly figured it out in his little head, "Although my father repeatedly told me not to leak the sect's spells and exercises to outsiders, but you are not an outsider, it doesn't hurt for me to tell you, haha, I am really a little clever ghost." ”

As he spoke, Long Aotian took out a spell jade slip from the storage jade slip and handed it to Song Yu, with the three big characters "Yanlong Fist" written on it. Although this is not the dragon clan's town spell, it is also very good, it belongs to the category of top-level spells, and the dragon clan will not spread it at all.

"Brother Aotian, from now on, you and I will be half-brothers. Song Yu solemnly took the spell jade slip, and mysteriously put in the storage ring, and I didn't know that I thought they had a py deal.

"That's great, big brother. Long Aotian said with a watery eye.

"Wait, how old are you?" Song Yu was stunned.

"Twenty-Eight !!"

"I'm only eighteen, you call me big brother?"

"Then what do you say?" Long Aotian scratched his head.

"Let's have our own opinions, I call you big brother, and you call me father. ”

"Yes, I'll go back and ask my father. Long Aotian said wisely.

"Don't, you're my eldest brother, I'm my second brother. Song Yu hurriedly said.

If the patriarch of the dragon clan knew that he was taking advantage of his son, he was afraid that if he chased after the Qingtian Sect, he would also press himself to the ground and beat him.

"Okay, second brother. Long Aotian nodded and said.

"How did I become a younger brother? I really can't accept it!" Song Yu stuck out his tongue, "By the way, don't spread the word about the interaction technique, if someone really asks, you can say that it was Wu Daozi who taught you, don't say it's me, you must know that the puppet is not guilty of it, and the value of the interaction technique is far beyond your imagination." ”

"Well, I will never leak anything, and I won't say anything about death. Long Aotian nodded heavily.

He felt that he was a little inauthentic, Song Yu gave such an important thing to himself, just asked for the cultivation method of the dragon clan's spell "Yanlong Fist", what did this mean?

It shows that the second brother is delicate and thinks about me everywhere, he is afraid that I have taken the interactive technique and has pressure in his heart, so he symbolically asked me for something, after all, no one in the world knows that dragon spells can only be practiced by dragon disciples with divine dragon blood.

Whining......

This is my second brother, a good boy who sacrifices himself for others and does not ask for anything in return.

If it weren't for the fact that there was only one spell jade slip in the Long Aotian storage ring, he would have given the entire dragon clan's exercises and spells to Song Yu, and he would have been willing.

Seeing Long Aotian so upright, Song Yu felt very satisfied, he didn't ask for the exercises and spells of the entire dragon clan, there is a way to gather wool, you must take it slowly, if you get bald at once, the sheep can't accept it, and you can't accept it.

The two entered the Lingxiao Treasure Hall with satisfaction, and their brotherly affection was deep, and they were simply half-brothers.

Because today is the last game between the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, except for the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the disciples of other sects have not all come, and the originally empty hall seems even more empty.

It is worth noting that Ling Yunzi, the head of the Heavenly Dao Sect, was not present either, and he didn't know what to do.

Now the Optimus Sect only needs to win two games to be able to win the game, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is a little uncomfortable, they need to win three games, so they can't lose one.

It didn't take long for Elder Whitebeard to announce that the match between the Heavenly Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was going on, and the scene was quiet, looking forward to the next battle.

In the eighth game, the Qingtian Sect sent the Star Tower, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect sent a man with an ordinary appearance, also with a sword, under the thousands of swords of the Star Tower, under the brilliance of the galaxy, he was quickly defeated.

Xinglou quickly won the victory, even the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect did not expect it, in addition to lamenting in their hearts that Wu Daozi's apprentices were all perverts, they were also anxious, thinking that they would win three games in a row, but who knew that they would lose at the beginning.

"Don't panic, as long as we win the following two games, we can draw with the Optimus Sect, and when the time comes to overtime, we will send another of the most powerful disciples, according to the regulations, Zhang has already played, so we can't play again, and we are not worried about encountering this pervert. ”

"Yes, we still have a chance, we can still salvage. ”

Under the self-comfort, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect lifted their spirits, their spirits were greatly encouraged, and their faces also showed excitement.

And then......

Zhou Qingfeng came on the field, and a black ring ruler directly cut off the sweet dream of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

In the ninth game, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect lost again.

"This ...... I don't even think I have a chance to play and reload the cup, do I? I can't accept it!!"

Song Yu rubbed his nose, originally he had a new understanding of the vine rejuvenation technique, and wanted to test it, but he didn't expect the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect to pull their hips like this, and they were not the opponents of Xinglou and Zhou Qingfeng at all.

It's so distressing! Senior brother and sister are too strong, what?

Unable to fill the cup, solve.

Waiting online, it's in a hurry!!