"Without warning, where does this feeling come from?"

During the pranayama meditation, Thirteen Lang tried to get rid of the uneasiness in his heart, but to no avail, he couldn't help frowning secretly

Zhihai was filled with chaotic mist, and Shisanro couldn't enter the realm of emptiness, and he felt as if a floating cloud was floating above his head, casting shadows that could not be dissolved. There was a throbbing in his heart, as if to remind him that something unpleasant was happening, or was about to happen.

"It's not intuition, it's like ...... yujian？”

Premonition is a mysterious thing, for monks, many people believe that there are powerful people who can see into the future, and if they cultivate to a high and profound realm, their eyes can even pass through reincarnation, peeking into the past and present lives hidden in the Heavenly Dao.

Even in his previous life, Jusan Lang had heard some strange stories about someone somehow giving birth to something similar to a hallucination and seeing certain images, which were later confirmed to have indeed happened, or to happen sometime in the future.

He has always scoffed at the rumors and ignored them very much. Jusan Lang believes that a person who has undergone brutal training can be direct in battle, because he himself has this ability and has saved his life countless times. But the feeling at this time is completely different from that feeling of the hair blowing up, longer, more blurry, and not just directed at yourself.

"If it's because of Yelian, Weishenme will be at this time? I wish it was like this, it would be better for her to suddenly advance to Yuanying and be disqualified directly. ”

Such a thing is ridiculous. Shisanro thought for a moment and then put it behind him, and instead thought, "If it's because of something else...... What could it be? Is it really a teacher?"

"Having a premonition of someone else's business, isn't that a fortune teller?"

Losing his temper with Huozun and the others, that is to fight for more benefits, Shisanlang doesn't really think that the teacher needs to be rescued by himself, and he also believes that no shili on Shijie dares to deal with a future Venerable without the knowledge of the Daoist Academy, so he doesn't know the whereabouts of the teacher for Huozun and the others. He wasn't surprised.

In other words, if something really happened to the teacher, it must have been extremely secretive and had already happened. Not at all a question that he is qualified to consider.

Unable to find the reason, and never able to sort out the thread in the fog, Thirteen Lang could only smile bitterly. Sigh or comfort yourself.

"Xu is the method of star arithmetic, you have to pay attention in the future, don't make it like a magic stick like the four eyes. ”

If he really has the ability to predict good luck and evil, the four-eyed old man will not die in the sea of mosquitoes, and Thirteen Lang warned himself and silently withdrew his thoughts.

The feeling of uneasiness still exists, but the uneasy person does not pay attention, and regret is doomed.

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"The dwarf will soon take over the throne of the Earth Venerable, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant in front of the Venerable, and several more Venerables are about to sit down, and the Nine Venerables are at a critical moment when the old and the new are changing. No wonder Five Thunder dared to make a move at this time. Judging from what the dean said, there is a higher senior master behind Yelian, so does it mean that the battle of the Daoist Academy is not limited to the inside, but involves the infiltration and subversion of other shili?"

"Let's put it this way. The dean told me to be myself, and I am afraid that it is not only about cultivation. ”

"What Huo Zun said should be partially credible, maybe the original intention of the Five Thunders was indeed as he said, intending to revitalize the status of the Daoist Academy, but was stopped by the dean. It was only after that that he gathered some of the Venerable Beings. participated in the seizure of the hospital, but privately sought foreign aid. It is very likely that the Night Lotus was secretly cultivated and dedicated to this big competition. And when Huo Zun and the others noticed this, it was not easy to quit, so that today's abrupt move could be explained. ”

The two branches are on the verge of defection, no matter how you look at it, it will not be because of the result of the release of the Qi of the Tiger Body of the Thirteen Lang Tiger, and after a "deep talk" after healing, the Thirteen Lang vaguely noticed some clues, and he was vigilant in his heart, and at the same time disappointed. ...,

"It's still not right, the Taoist Academy is independent of the world, and it is not a threat to other shili. If I were the main messenger, I would rather hope that it would always remain in its current style than fall into the hands of someone like Wulei. Judging from the reactions of other Venerables, it always seems to be a bit child's play, and perhaps there are deeper secrets in this. ”

As the situation in Dabi gradually becomes clearer, Shisanlang faintly has a feeling that he is being pulled by an invisible hand and on the way to the hopes of others.

Thinking about it, the expression on Thirteen Lang's face suddenly became weird, as if he was crying and laughing, as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

"Xiao Shisan, you are just a pawn in the vanguard, would it be too arrogant to try to estimate such a big thing?"

"It's not wrong to participate in the big competition, and it's not wrong to be a colleague, these are my duties. If you think about anything else, you don't have to and you don't have the qualifications. Perhaps this is what the dean is referring to. ”

There was a flash of hideousness in his eyes, and he shouted like a roar.

"Don't forget, you have a father and a mother!"

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The next day, it was also a good weather with high clouds and clouds, and the flow of people under the Chuangong cliff reunited to meet the Zuihou competition of Dabi.

Unlike yesterday, everyone's eyes today are no longer on Thirteen Lang, but on the Night Lotus sitting firmly in the bamboo pavilion, according to the competition process, the Flower of Eternity will take the stage before Thirteen Lang, to meet the challenge of the few remaining lieutenants, as well as many eager main generals.

Strictly speaking, all students who are not defeated still have a chance to win the championship in the end, but since that amazing battle, many of the main generals who have the qualification to challenge have secretly prepared to no longer seek to face Xiao Shisanlang. On the contrary, the minds of those who were originally in awe of the Night Lotus gradually moved, and they felt that the Flower of Eternity was nothing more than that, and the idea of competing with it arose.

Among them, in addition to the war accidents caused by the relationship between the camps, there is also an important factor: the Flower of Eternity actually shoots very few times, and it is not as ruthless as Shisanlang, and it never hurts people's lives.

I have to say that man is really a very cheap creature, and when it came to night lotus, people respected it or not. None of them will and dare not have the slightest blasphemy, but because of the repeated humiliation yesterday, the image of the flower of eternity has plummeted, and it has fallen from the cloud fairy to the mortal dust, which is quite conjectural.

Even those students who are no longer qualified to participate in the big competition, the gaze of Yelian at this time is different from yesterday, and the fiery ones are even hotter. The disgruntled ones became more and more disdainful, and some troubled people even had a hint of lewdness in their eyes, and their hearts were roughly thinking that this flower was no longer the other flower. You and I can both pick.

Under the warm wind and sun, in the midst of distracting thoughts, with Gu Xi's sharp announcement. The decisive day of the Taoist competition officially began.

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As usual, several mat-style fights were lined up in front, Thirteen Lang sat in a wheelchair and watched calmly, unable to see how his thoughts were, everyone around him had obtained the qualification of the inner court, and his expression was very relaxed, after yesterday's battle, everyone felt that Dabi had no suspense, and the defeat of the Thirteenth Young Master by the Flower of Eternity was already a sure ending.

Only Yuan Chaonian's expression was more solemn. The spirit flickered slightly, as if sensing something unusual.

The unusual thing is actually obvious, the night lotus in the bamboo pavilion is no longer set by the square array, sitting alone on the small and delicate phoenix chair, looking like a single figure.

Even Ran Bu was not as respectful as he was a few days ago. Instead, he stood firmly beside Yelian. His face didn't change much, if you looked closely, you could see that there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and he didn't know who he was targeting.

Compared with Ran Bujing, Yelian was more calm and waveless, and there was no expression of emotion on her face and eyes. There is no joy or sorrow, no desire and no desire, just like a monk who has a Zen heart. ...,

"In the end, it is the flower of eternity, resolute and undisturbed. ”

It was close to the appearance of the Thirteenth Branch, Qu Hui looked in the direction of the bamboo pavilion, and said with some uncertainty: "She seems to have something wrong." ”

"Pretend!"

Yan Meng was the most direct, wrinkled his nose and said: "Pretend to be calm, I don't know what I'm afraid of." ”

"Don't talk nonsense...... I also feel a little different. Liu Ruoyi's expression moved slightly, and her eyes looked at Thirteen Lang.

Shisanlang didn't say much, and said lightly: "Let's take a look first, Senior Sister Meng will appear later, be careful." ”

"Got it. Yan Meng agreed crisply.

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"Night Lotus of the Thirteenth Branch, Yan Meng of the Eighth Branch, on stage!"

It was still four games later, and with Gu Xi's words, Yan Meng jumped on stage first and ushered in a cheer. After a few days, this delicate and lovely girl has left a deep impression on everyone, and even brought many admirers, and is full of popularity.

In contrast, Yelian's appearance is low-key and depressing, almost silent.

Like Thirteen Lang, she slowly urged the phoenix chair forward, like a green lotus floating on the water, curling silently and not causing dust, and her every move was quiet and noble, making people almost dare not look at each other head-on.

Everyone is silent, no matter who it is, no matter what they think of it, everyone has to admit that if it is judged by its expression and temperament, the night lotus is worthy of the title of the flower of eternity, and has the ultimate beauty.

The two women looked at each other from afar, and Yan Meng pinched the trick and released the giant python to pounce.

Yelian still didn't get up, just glanced at it and said, "It's a pity ......"

"What is a pity?" Yan Meng couldn't help but ask.

"It's a pity for a good soul. ”

Yelian seemed to smile, unwilling to say more, disdainful to say more, raised her hand and tapped forward.

On the fingertips as pink and jade-like as paste, a lotus bud slowly emerged, like a spring breeze blowing flower petals and slowly opened.

The lotus nine petals, the pink petals are like the blush of a girl's makeup, revealing a blurry atmosphere. When the lotus flower bloomed, and the delicate and holy light shone on the battlefield, the surrounding space also stood still.

The nine-petal lotus flower is scorching and shining, like nine doors of space, exuding endless mystery and solemnity.

Everything is framed.

The light falling from the sky did not dare to peep, it was refracted by the soft powder, and a strange scene was presented on the battlefield, a giant python raised its head and spat out a letter to swallow the sky, wrapped in pink and shining gorgeously, but its body was frozen in the air.

Like its owner.

The next moment, the python slipped from the sky like a dead leaf, and its eyes were gently closed, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

And the same as its owner.

The next moment, the python's body fell to the ground, and it couldn't be shocked by the smoke and dust. Yan Meng then fell, and her two round eyes revealed a little doubt, as if she was asking something.

Yelian sighed softly, her eyelids drooped and said lightly.

"Next. ”

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