Since the county guard of Qinglong City decided to hold a martial arts competition, the venue has been arranged in the Tianzi Pavilion. Not only because the Tianzi Pavilion is very large--a primary school like Jing Si Yuan can't even take out a martial arts venue--but also to show the spirit of Qinglong City to the other three counties, when it comes to the first school of Qinglong City, no matter who thinks of Tianzi Pavilion.

In Mo Ling's impression, the venue for the martial arts competition was fixed, and the surrounding open space was assigned to each school, and the disciples of each family watched the competition in their respective places. But listening to the introduction of Qing Kite, this time the tournament has changed.

"Because the county keeper said that he wanted to show his spirit, Tianzi Pavilion added several venues, and at the same time held competitions, and the audience could watch the competition of different venues according to their preferences. In short, it's more free than before. ”

Qing Kite walked in front with Demon Ling, Fan Yin and Liu Qishuang followed behind, and the group walked through the deep pavilion compound until they came to the end of the courtyard. Several black-clothed Daoists who had been waiting there for a long time stepped forward and arched their hands, "Miss Fanyin, you are here." ”

"Miss Fanyin?" Mo Ling looked at Qing Kite suspiciously, Qing Kite hurriedly smiled and let go of the body, Fan Yin stepped forward from behind, looked left and right, and nodded, "Be in good spirits, fight hard, as long as this adult is happy, there will be a reward afterwards." The "this lord" that Fan Yin said refers to is the magic feather.

"Yes!" all the men in black were in good spirits when they heard the reward, "The subordinates should do their best." ”

"These are the ...... you invited," Moling asked Sunny Kite in a low voice.

Qing Kite leaned close to Mo Ling's ear: "Yin'er did all these things for me, and I am only responsible for paying for them." ”

"I see," Mo Ling suddenly said, "What about their martial arts?"

"It's all people picked out by Yin'er, so it shouldn't be too ugly. When the fight starts, I have to bother Mr. to explain it to me. ”

"It's a trivial matter, but the girl can rest assured. ”

Mo Ling searched through the crowd and found that except for these nominal disciples that Qing Yuan had paid for, Jing Si Yuan had no one to fight, no wonder Qing Yuan would say that Jing Si Yuan could no longer hold on. Just as Mo Ling was about to retract his gaze, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd - a woman surnamed Yu.

If you're here, why stay aside?

"Miss Qing Kite, apart from these black-clothed Taoists, is there no one else in Jing Si Yuan?" asked Mo Ling.

"It's gone. Qing Yuan shook her head, "Sister Yu originally wanted to participate, but I dissuaded her. Her martial arts are really not suitable for competition. ”

Mo Ling nodded, and did not speak again. The group didn't wait long before they heard a boiling noise in the distance, and they didn't know what was going on.

"The heads of the Tianzi Pavilion have arrived!" I don't know who shouted, causing a commotion in the crowd, and they all flowed towards the front yard.

"Tsk, he is worthy of being the head of the Tianzi Pavilion, and he is really in the limelight. Qing Kite stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance, and there was no hint of ridicule in her words.

"There are many exercises in the Tianzi Pavilion, according to the different exercises studied, the disciples are roughly divided into eight major factions, and each faction elects a disciple with strong martial arts, as the head of the faction, the head has the responsibility of supervising and guiding the disciples to practice. Mo Ling said on the side, "I'm afraid the girl already knows about these things." ”

"Whereever, I know a little bit of fur," Qing Kite waved her hand repeatedly, "Sir, tell us quickly, what is special about the martial arts of the Eight Great Sects?"

"Let me tell you a little bit about that. As soon as they heard this, Fan Yin and Liu Qishuang, who were standing next to them, hurriedly came up, and they seemed to be also very interested in this.

"The eight major sects are all named after birds of prey, namely the green wolf, the white tiger, the brown leopard, the blue antelope, the grizzly bear, the black eagle, the purple snake and the red monkey. The martial arts of each sect imitate the beasts, the green wolf is fierce, the brown leopard is fast, the grizzly bear is thick, the purple snake is smart, and the martial arts tricks are different, which can be regarded as their own strengths. ”

"Doesn't that sound very powerful," Haruki pursed her lips, "Will it have earth-shattering and immortal power when it is unleashed?"

"The girl is talking about the category of peerless exercises, and that kind of exercises do exist, but they are very rare. There are very few cultivators, and the chances of performing them are even slimmer. ”

"But I heard that there is a book of such exercises in Qinglong County," Qing Kite was not convinced, "Once it is displayed, it will shock the world and cry ghosts and gods, and no one in the county will be invincible." ”

"What did the girl mean was the transformation of spiritual power?" "Yes, yes, that's it. ”

"Spiritual power transformation is the famous skill of Dong Wuyu's predecessors, and she herself has only performed it once. The transformation of spiritual power is indeed very powerful, and now in the world, there are only a handful of people who can fight with it. Is the girl interested in peerless exercises?"

"Of course I'm interested," Qing Kite was excited when she heard the peerless exercises, "I always dream that one day, I can stand on the cusp of the wind and call for wind and rain." ”

"The greater the ability, the heavier the burden, the cusp of the storm is not so easy to stand, and if you don't pay attention, you will be swallowed by the big waves. ”

"If I am as skilled as Mr., I will not carry any burdens, and walk the world with a sword in a chic manner, wouldn't I be at ease?"

"The girl has such pride, will the exercises have already been secondary, isn't the girl at ease enough now?"

"Xiaoyao is indeed free, but ......" Qing Yuan wanted to speak and stopped, "Oh, anyway, I just want to become a martial arts master." ”

When Mo Ling heard this, she couldn't help laughing, and she was a little envious of Qing Kite from the bottom of her heart.

"Sir," Fan Yin interjected at this time, "I heard that the nine major transformations of spiritual power transformation are also birds and beasts?"

"That's right, and the first eight of the Nine Great Transformations are exactly the same as the beasts of the Eight Great Sects. ”

"What a coincidence, is there any connection between this?" Fan Yin then asked.

"It's hard to say that there is no connection, but what is going on is only known to the three elders of the Heavenly Son Pavilion and the senior of Dong Wuyu himself. "None of the eight heads know?" "I don't know." ”

"Sir just said that there are nine avatars, so what is the ninth avatar?" asked Haruki.

"The ninth incarnation is the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird. Mo Ling's words were said calmly, but they shocked the three people around him.

"Suzaku, is that the green dragon and white tiger Xuanwu Suzaku of the Vermilion Bird?"

"It's that Suzaku. ”

"No wonder, Suzaku has appeared, who else can beat ......" Qing Kite sighed, relieved in her heart.

"But this is just a shape-shifting Vermilion Bird, it may not be the real Holy Beast Vermilion Bird, right?" Fan Yin asked.

"I've only heard about it, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Mo Ling shook her head, neither admitting nor denying it.

Just when several people were talking enthusiastically, the crowd in the distance gradually calmed down, and the tournament officially began.

I don't know whether it was intentional or coincidental, but the competition venues between the university halls were all in the front yard, and in the depths of the courtyard, there were all competitions between the elementary schools—according to this statement, it was already clear at a glance what position the meditation garden was arranged in the innermost part of the conference.

The flow of people was like a giant tadpole, its swollen head crowded into the front yard, and its slender tail writhing desperately forward, helplessly struggling in vain.

"Sir, let's go over there and have a look. Qing Kite heard the noise of the crowd in the distance, and was very moved, so she wanted to take Mo Ling to watch the competition between the university halls.

"What about this side?" "Hey, let them fight, there is a little fight in the elementary school, what is there to see." "It's okay, Mei Yu follows the girl's meaning. "Frost, go ahead and clear the way for us. ”

Liu Qishuang pushed the crowd away with the scabbard in front, and the other three followed, stumbling all the way from the backyard to the front yard. When they arrived in the front yard, they realized that the noise was much louder than expected, and in desperation, several people found a corner to stay, and they could barely hear each other's voices.

"It's too far away to see clearly. Sir, can you tell me about their number of exercises? The four of them were deeply immersed in the flow of people, and once they stopped, they could not move an inch, and could only swing back and forth with the undulating crowd.

“...... Can the girl move to the side? Qing Kite's body was tightly leaning on Mo Ling's shoulder, and Mo Ling couldn't open her hands and feet.

"There are too many people, I can't move, hey-" As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of people came in, and Qing Kite's body was unstable, and it was lifted up, and it happened to be firmly attached to the chest of the magic feather.

The Magic Feather is a little taller than the Kite, but the softness of the body is much worse than the Kite. The moment the kite was pasted, Mo Ling felt that the whole person froze in place, and a burst of fragrance wafted from the tip of her slightly wet hair into Mo Ling's nose, making it a little difficult for Mo Ling to breathe. The moment Qing Kite frowned lightly and raised her flushed cheeks with a slight chaotic gasp, Mo Ling finally couldn't help but push Qing Kite's shoulders away, closed her eyes and calmed down.

"Sir?" Qing Kite was a little puzzled when she saw that her shoulder was being held down by Demon Ling.

"I-" Magic Feather opened her eyes, but her gaze shifted to the side, "I don't like people getting too close. ”

"Oh......" Sunny Kite whispered, not saying anything more.