"I heard the sect disciples say that you brought two new disciples back, it's just the two of them."

Hanamajiu looked at Zimo and Xue Ningchen, who were sitting cross-legged on the ground, and smiled and spoke.

"So what?"

Lan Qingyun replied without being salty, no matter how much she disliked this person, or even thought that he was a hypocrite, she couldn't seem to be too stingy, talking about her behind her back, she didn't care, if the second elder knew, she should say that the master was not in front of the sect master, this was something she didn't want to hear, after all, she couldn't embarrass the master.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Su Wenlan likes to bet against others, and she has nothing to do anyway, how about I bet with my junior sister?"

Hua Jian Jiu naturally heard the voices of those people talking about Zimo, and at this time, Zimo just got up and walked towards the sword tower for the third time.

"Bet on what?"

Lan Qingyun heard that Huajian was going to gamble with him, and her heart was a little itchy, she couldn't find anyone to gamble just now, but now it's good, someone took the initiative to send it to the door.

"Since this disciple is going to break into the Sword Tower, how about we gamble with this?"

Hanamajiu glanced back at the Sword Tower, then smiled slightly and said with his hands.

"Okay, what's the stake?"

Lan Qingyun frowned slightly, but then she stretched out, she still didn't believe that Huajian Jiu knew Zimo better than herself.

"I see his cultivation in the early stage of contemplation, if he can break through the eighth layer, then even if I lose, how about I lose to my junior sister a bottle of Lichen Pill?"

Huajian Jiu raised his hand and took out a light blue porcelain bottle and shook it in front of Lan Qingyun.

The Leaving Dust Pill is a kind of elixir that the monks of the Soul Leaving Realm dream of, it belongs to something that can be met but not sought, if it is in the auction house, it can be sold for a sky-high price, and it is also a valuable thing, just because one pill of the Leaving Dust Pill can save five years of meditation and retreat, and a bottle of Leaving the Dust Pill is enough to have five pills, which is equivalent to saving twenty-five years of retreat time!

"You actually have such a precious Lichen Pill, so it's decided, bet!"

Lan Qingyun heard that it was Lichen Dan, her eyes lit up, and she seemed to be impatient, although she liked to play, but which monk would think that cultivation was too high? Moreover, with this bottle of Lichen Pill, she can not be bored and meditate for so many years, which is equivalent to having an extra few decades to play at will in vain, which is what she cares about the most.

"Hehe, what if my sister loses?"

Hanamajiu smiled and said with some playfulness.

"There's no way I'm going to lose!"

The corners of Lan Qingyun's mouth twitched, his face was full of confidence, but his heart was also up and down, I don't know what happened to my junior brother today, he has been back and forth on the first layer of the sword tower three times, I just hope that he can fight a little more this time, but after thinking about it, his little junior brother is the first on the concentration list no matter what, if he can't get by, I really don't know who else can pass.

"Senior sister is confident, senior brother and I am not greedy, if you lose, give me a pot of the Great Elder's Cloud Turtle Brew, this is all right?"

Huajian wine is a good wine in his life, many monks of the same generation call him a little drunkard, for the cloud turtle brew in the spring and autumn season, he just heard the sect master mention, saying how to drink good, after drinking the lips and teeth, and then drinking other good wine is like drinking water, he has long been aroused by the wine worm in his stomach, but because his master and the great elder are not right, he has never had the opportunity to taste, so he has the idea of betting with Lan Qingyun.

"I said why did you bet against me, it turned out to be my master's cloud turtle stuff."

Lan Qingyun is not stupid, in case she loses, she can't get the cloud turtle brew, isn't it...

Thinking of this, she suddenly woke up, and secretly said in her heart, "No, what if I lose, when will I admit it if I lose?" ”

Coughing lightly, Lan Qingyun's expression seemed to show a hint of embarrassment, "It's okay, if I lose, I'll lose to you a pot of cloud turtle brewing." ”

"It's a deal!"

Huajian wine showed a hint of joy, as if he was afraid that Lan Qingyun would regret it, and hurriedly spoke.

"Well, it's a deal!"

Lan Qingyun also replied very seriously, Lu Ningyuan beside him looked strange, it seemed that this Huajian wine was going to make a loss-making deal.

At this time, Zimo naturally didn't know that they were using him to gamble, because he came to the first floor of the Sword Tower again, and his face showed a touch of confidence.

Zimo thought about it there for a long time, there was nothing surprising about that person's swordsmanship, but it could accurately shoot down the flying sword in his hand, and the power was extraordinary, the change in direction he saw from the man's swordsmanship was actually not deliberate by himself, it was to follow the trend, what Zimo was thinking about just now was this trend, in the sword tower, what is the trend of the sword in his hand?

There is not the slightest vitality in the sword tower, so this person can only use the flow of breath in this space, if you are fighting in peacetime, you want to defeat the opponent, the biggest obstacle when you take out the sword is actually not the weight of the sword itself, but the breath that has never been cared about, which is why if the monk is too fast, he will hear the sound of air bursting, which is caused by the flying sword penetrating the air obstruction!

Although there is only a slight obstacle, in the eyes of the master, this will also have a great impact on himself, so how to make his sword faster? If you can use those air flows, let the resistance become the power of your flying sword, and there will be a big difference, which is why the direction of that person's sword in the air changed slightly a few times, he is borrowing strength!

After figuring out this, Zimo also has confidence in his heart, so he will enter the sword tower for the third time, he has to verify his guess, if his guess is true, then the power of his flying sword will be greatly improved!

Seeing the sword attendant, Zimo did not rush to draw the sword, but closed his eyes and carefully sensed the flow of the surrounding breath, he took out the flying sword as usual, and according to the law of the flow of the surrounding breath, he let the sword in his hand swing in the direction of the flow of those breaths.

Suddenly, he felt that there was a trace of abnormality in the breath in front of him, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the flying sword in his hand stabbed up, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding", he opened his eyes and found that his sword was just blocking the man's sword, this was the first time he blocked the opponent's attack.

"Senior, please advise!"

Zimo withdrew his sword and said with a smile.

A trace of strangeness flashed in the swordsman's eyes, and he didn't speak, another sword stabbed at Zimo, his sword seemed to be slow, but it was actually extremely fast, but since Zimo had already known the secret of his sword, it was natural that the first two times would not occur, he waved his hand casually, and also blocked the opponent's attack, and then did not stop, using the law of breath flow, for the first time, he shot his sword towards the swordsman!

Zimo flying sword stabbed towards the man's left chest, he waved his hand to resist, the two touched and separated, and then fought together, as the two fought, Zimo's sword gradually became proficient from the beginning of the jerky, and the speed of the sword became faster and faster, sometimes it seemed to be a sword stabbed to the chest, but in the end it was blocked only to find that the stab was the opponent's lower abdomen, sometimes a sword stabbed to the left arm, and finally appeared in the right arm, which looked very weird.