As soon as the sky brightened, the tenth peak of the Immortal Sword Sect, the Sword Casting Peak, began to be busy, not only because the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, but more importantly, the autumn test would be held here every year. The elders of the sect, the head of the sect, and the inner disciples are seated on the sword furnace cliff on the north slope, the female disciples are in the west, and the disciples of each peak are in the east.

The place surrounded by the seat is a natural red rock, about two feet above the ground, the surface has been polished by wind and rain, and the radius is quite smooth, like a natural ring. Although the sect is isolated from the world, the Mid-Autumn Festival is still the most important festival in Kyushu, and it is naturally not exempt from vulgarity here, and it is still celebrated every year in the name of the autumn test.

If, according to later generations, a woman is equivalent to five hundred ducks, after the arrival of the female disciples of Qinglian Peak, the atmosphere on the Sword Casting Peak is simply like a passage for migratory birds to cross the border, and the warbler Yanyan is very noisy. A group of young talents came prepared one by one, and everyone was full of ambition, even if they failed in the summer test just past, they didn't want to give up such an opportunity to show their faces.

"Ranked in the same class, this religion has been established for thousands of years, and there are many talents, all of whom are leaders in this world. On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the whole world celebrates, my generation abandons his family and business to stick here, polish his muscles and bones, and work hard to achieve the avenue of ascension. What a lonely. For those disciples who are obsessed with the essence of the sect, contribute to cultivation, and break through the predecessors, the sect will not forget you. I hope that today's autumn test will become a paving stone for my generation to improve, and the ranking will live up to the trust of the patriarch of the founding school." Lingyun Zhenren was in the second seat, and came out of the crowd, announcing that it was over, and the bell chime on the Sword Casting Peak rang in unison, and the feast began.

In the stands on the west side, two pairs of wonderful eyes have already inspected the seats, "What a bare-chested thief, he actually dares to release this girl's pigeon, and the mud can't support the wall, and he can even think of such a dirty method." ”

"Senior sister, you, you're too mean, Senior Brother Senyuan, he's not like that......." "Qiao'er, I still think of his goodness to this day, there is a way that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and I don't know whether to eat other people's short mouths or take other people's short hands?"

"Senior Sister Shangguan, Senior Brother Senyuan is a trustworthy person, since he promised you, he will never miss the appointment. ”

"I hope so, otherwise, hum ......." With an evil expression, Shangguan Wan'er was like a little ghost possessed at the moment, and the evil taste in her heart was unconsciously overflowing.

Lin Qiaoqiao has hit Qinglian Peak since he was on the Qinglian Peak, and he has no relatives, he has been under too much pressure these days, but this master Shenlong has not seen the head and the end, and he didn't know where to go the previous time, which is really unsettled. Since Shangguan Wan'er got this junior sister, for some reason, she has been infinitely close to Qiao'er these days, and she has taken the little girl with her no matter what she does, even her childhood playmate Lian'er has been sunburned aside.

Seeing that in the ring, the senior brothers were making a lot of trouble but there was nothing new, this pet of Qinglian Peak couldn't help but be happy. Seeing that Qiao'er's little girl kept looking left and right, looking like she was unwilling, this little devil was tricked in her heart, and suddenly reached out to hold the little girl's vein, the two were already sitting side by side, Qiao'er was defenseless, and was restrained as soon as she came up, Wan'er took the lead, and dragged Qiao'er all the way to the ring.

At this time, Xiao Hongyu, the senior brother of Sunset Peak, who had just won the second battle, was pointing at the country in high spirits at this moment, squinting at the disciple of Qinglian Peak, and exclaimed admiration in his imagination, and he was so unhappy in his heart. Unexpectedly, the situation on this side was bulging, and the one who came to challenge was Miss Shangguan, the young palace master of Qinglian Peak, which was not easy to do.

Grabbing a step forward, Xiao Hongyu gracefully hugged his fists and said: "Senior Sister Shangguan, how can you be interested in participating in the internal test competition today? I don't know if this time it is a literary competition or a martial arts competition." With a smile on her face, Wan'er sent Lin Qiaoqiao forward, and said, "Miss Ben doesn't have the heart to fight with you, huff, this is Lin Qiaoqiao's junior sister, she has just started for half a month, and her swordsmanship is enough to deal with you." This girl is going to ask Senior Brother Zhao Senyuan of Zixia Peak for advice, is Senior Brother Zhao Senyuan here, don't dodge, I have already seen you. Dumb, are you coming out, pretending to be a ghost, or are you not a man?"

Lin Qiaoqiao was ashamed to see people on weekdays, and suddenly put herself under the limelight, and she was extremely frightened. Helpless, she couldn't break free, the little girl almost squatted on the stage, she heard a burst of laughter in her ears, and she was even more embarrassed in her heart, and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in. Xiao Hongyu knew that it was Miss Shangguan who was playing tricks on herself, if she had laughed it off in the past, she would have stepped down calmly. But at this time, it is a good time for me to have a smooth ride, and it is difficult to win two battles in a row, so it is difficult to ride a tiger. After hesitating again and again, Xiao Hongyu gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Since Senior Sister Lin wants to make a move to seal the sword technique, it's okay, how about you and I only dismantle the sword intent today?"

Hearing this, in the stands on the east side, there was a commotion, and there were admirers, and more people were not afraid to watch the excitement. What's more, today is not only Shangguan Wan'er, the flower of the green lotus, but also a delicate and infinitely shy Qiao'er girl, this excitement is really rare for many years, it's worth it, it's worth it. There are not a few people with this mentality, and there are even more people who conform to the herd. In this way, every word you say to me, a good dojo for internal testing, in the blink of an eye, it will be like a bazaar.

Shangguan Qingqing, Yaoyao drank her daughter, and the eldest lady saw that Dumb had not shown up for a long time, and decided that this kid really hadn't come, so she jumped out of the ring. Lingyun Zhenren tried his best to convince everyone, and the scene gradually quieted down, "The sect has never forbidden male and female disciples to compete, Lin Qiaoqiao has been in the beginner for half a month, the exercises are still shallow, and Master Xiao's nephew is willing to only disassemble the sword intent of the moves, but it is also generous, so it is just right." Lin Qiaoqiao, are you willing? Don't be afraid, there is an old man here, and you can use what you have learned. ”

The little girl just wanted to escape from the stage, but unfortunately her legs and feet were soft and she could only barely stand up, and when she heard this, she didn't know what to do, and the Qinglian disciple who had already had a good thing couldn't say that he stuffed a light steel sword and fixed the little girl there.

At this time, on the Qinglian Peak, Shangguan Lian'er was sitting alone in the room, half a lotus flower was embroidered on a silk handkerchief in her hand, and the long needle was swept in the bun, leading a red thread to penetrate the embroidered handkerchief and flow at the fingertips. In the courtyard, Li Ruoqing just stepped out of the house, the huge courtyard was empty, and the autumn wind and leaves were falling, which made people think of the prosperity of the Shengjing Festival.

Since being invited to Qinglian Peak by Dumb, the Seventh Princess has imprisoned herself in the guest room, unwilling to face everyone's curious eyes, thinking about when she will be able to get rid of the fate of hiding and hiding. On this day, the lively Qinglian Wonderland suddenly quieted down, and no one took him to see the excitement, just to dissipate his mind. Looking at a pool of remnant flowers and willows, the seventh princess was rarely relaxed.

Lian'er doesn't want to wade into this troubled water, even if she goes, it's just some boring fights, and it's good to study at her own daughter's house, so there's no need to show up. And just like that, she stayed. Putting down the work in her hand, the little girl stretched her waist, it was rare to be quiet, let's go out for a walk. Lian'er thought so, so she pushed the door out, the room was facing the lotus pond, and a person on the opposite side was leaning on the railing, the hairband fluttered like autumn water, and it was like a reflection in the mirror in a trance, and the two of them were fixed there for a moment.

Qiao'er clenched the hilt of the sword hard, recalling the situation of studying the Liuyun Technique with that person on Feilai Peak that day, and finally mustered up the courage to take three steps, held the first sword flower in his hand, and said timidly: "Senior Brother Chengxiao, please advise." Someone in the stands shouted, "Good!" and then everyone chimed in. The little girl trembled again in her heart, biting her lip tightly, and the stubbornness in her heart gradually prevailed. Striding and waving a sword, the two of them saw each other in one place.

That Xiao Hongyu just thought in his heart, how to win Qiao'er without losing his tolerant demeanor, this time there is no little girl to focus. After more than a dozen moves, the little girl's confidence doubled, a sword was as fast as a sword, and the flowing clouds were like a river that broke the embankment, and it was out of control. Xiao Hongyu was beating a drum in his heart, where did the sword intent come from, if it weren't for the weakness in her hands, he really couldn't take her.

Letting go of his contempt, Xiao Hongyu dealt with it seriously, and for a while, the two of them were evenly matched. Everyone in the stands was fascinated, seeing that Lin Qiaoqiao looked similar, not only the body was elegant, but the head in his hand was even better, and the jingle all the way actually forced the senior brother of Sunset Peak to retreat constantly, and he could come to the edge of the stage, only to hear the sound of "click", the sword in Qiao'er's hand was divided into two, and the tip of the three-inch sword collapsed. In the exclamations of everyone, Xiao Hongyu's face was flushed, and he stood on the edge of the stage without retreating, and the little girl was sweating and gasping for breath. In the stands of the Qinglian disciples, a group of female disciples went from whispering to cheering loudly, "Senior Brother Xiao used the Chuyun Decision, Qiao'er won!" "Really, Senior Sister Lin has won!"