Spring goes to autumn, and it's another year.

The disciples who practiced in the mountains had heard about some major events that had happened in the spiritual famine.

The formation of the Great Wall in the north was loosened, and the alien races that had not appeared for hundreds of years actually appeared on the periphery of the Great Wall, and even small-scale alien races began to attack the Great Wall, but fortunately, the academy and Sword Immortal City had already been guarded by great cultivators, so they killed the alien people.

Subsequently, Song Nu of Qingdi City broke out of the pass after 70 years of retreat, and climbed the nine-story building that night, and blasted out with a punch, the water of the Tianhe River instantly hung upside down, and the clouds of the nine heavens fell together, and the vision of heaven and earth was visible.

What attracted the attention of countless young monks the most was that Zhongzhou Academy once again opened the third floor, and there was a list of sages in the academy, which ranked all the young monks in the world, and the cultivators in the world called it the Lingyun List, and it was no surprise that the top twenty on this list were almost all from the Nine Holy Lands.

Yu Wenwen, the woman of the Taoist Sect who learned swords, held the ninth place on the Lingyun list.

The top three on this list were deliberately covered by the academy with a heroic spirit, and they were not famous.

With the appearance of the Lingyun List, the peace of the Lingyun Continent that had been silent for hundreds of years was broken, and the battles and fights became more and more ordinary, and even the sect that was hiding underground such as the Dark Tower surfaced and began to continuously assassinate the geniuses on the Lingyun List.

With the fall of several young monks, the rangers of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty also traveled all over the world to suppress the chaos.

And the Dao Sect located in the southwest has also happened a lot.

After practicing for three years, Ye Zhiqiu, who had not long entered the Qinglu Palace, actually condensed into a Dan and stepped into the Jindan realm.

There is another one, Jiang Shaoqiu, who joined the Yanfa Palace, since he obtained the Pure Yang Patriarch's natal spirit treasure 'Qiankun Ruler', his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and even several senior brothers who have been in the hall for a long time can't withstand his attack.

Of course, the most speechless thing is the little uncle in the Duzhen Palace, she doesn't practice, she runs around all day and night, and she gives old-fashioned guidance when she meets people, and she always gets the respectful voice of the little uncle from many disciples.

Compared to these famous young disciples, Shen Yu, who was the most famous in the previous Fenbao Cliff, did not have any news, and seemed to have disappeared after becoming the head of the family.

......

Abyss Temple, Flying Peak.

Shen Yu was holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, and there were many on the table beside him, which were some letterheads from Cuizhu Peak's classmates.

The most, the fastest is Shang Yingluo, the content of the letter written by the little girl is strange, sometimes the last sentence is talking about food, and the next sentence is talking about what fun I encountered yesterday, and my thinking is really wild.

It took Shen Yu a long time to figure out her life these days.

Jiang Shaoqiu's letter is in another style, the handwriting is very neat, he said some insights during his practice, and invited him to the Yanfa Hall to exchange by the way.

And Ye Zhiqiu also unexpectedly wrote a letter, the content was still so proud, every word did not leave the Jindan realm, and in the end, he said that he would fight with him once a day.

Shen Yujiang didn't feel anything about this, put down the letterhead in his hand, and opened the last one.

It was passed down by a man named Yang Liu.

Shen Yu thought about it, it seemed that he had heard it somewhere, and after a long time, he remembered the little girl he had pointed out at the top of Cuizhu Peak.

The letter is very long, the handwriting is very beautiful, and it is also a woman, compared with Shang Yingluo's letter, it is really different.

After Shen Yu read all the letters, he got up and breathed a sigh of relief.

In a year, the young man's figure is a little taller, and he has a more calm atmosphere, he is still wearing a green shirt, and his temperament is becoming more and more dusty from a distance.

The young man's mind was calm, he closed his eyes and ran Zhou Tian, and began to absorb the spiritual power around his body.

The injury has finally healed, and these days, Shen Yu has finally begun to practice.

The next realm is the Jindan realm, the monk needs to condense the spiritual fluid in the body into a pill, but this step is a drop of water through the stone, which needs to continuously absorb the spiritual energy, and then quench it into a liquid, which takes several years for ordinary people.

But Shen Yu, maybe longer.

...

The spiritual sea within Shen Yu's dantian was too wide, almost several times that of ordinary people.

Over the past year, Shen Yu has often thought of the fight at the top of the Fenbao Cliff, if that person didn't say so much that day and didn't take the initiative to show up, maybe the result would have been different.

The realm of monks, every realm, has a huge chasm.

Even he can't make up for the gap.

And to be able to kill Yang Kaitai that day, in addition to that person being a little arrogant, the most important thing is that he couldn't imagine that he would know the sword art of Sword Immortal City at all.

And seriously injured him when he was taken by surprise, but this kind of thing, too accidental, will not have such good luck next time.

Shen Yu decided to practice seriously.

The breeze blew, and the boy's clothes swayed in the wind.

Su Mo didn't know when he came to the courtyard, and he was sitting on a chair reading by himself at this time.

Someone climbed the mountain.

It was a man in a blue shirt, with a slender figure, holding a ring ruler, and his expression was cold.

Shen Yu stopped practicing.

Su Mo said: "Qing Law Hall Lan Yingxing ranks seventh among their group of senior brothers, so many people call him Seventh Senior Brother. ”

Shen Yu said: "Is it true that the people in the Qinglu Palace are all like this, and we owe them money?" ”

Su Mo shook his head and said with a smile: "No, that's the case with the hall master of the Qinglu Palace." ”

Shen Yu didn't speak.

Lan Yingxing came to the outside of the bamboo forest, saluted Su Mo, and said, "Meet Senior Brother Su." ”

Su Mo said gently: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"This time, the sect performance will be presided over by the Qinglu Palace."

Lan Yingxing said: "I am here to inform Senior Brother Su. ”

Every few decades, the Taoist Sect gathers the younger generation of disciples to conduct Taoist competitions, and the time interval is not necessarily, sometimes ten years, sometimes decades.

The young disciples of the Taoist sect who had traveled abroad and practiced in retreat all year round returned to the mountain gate after receiving the notice.

It's just that the Yuan Temple has not participated in it for so many years, and the reason is that Su Mo can't practice, let alone fight with anyone.

Therefore, in these years, the other three halls will not come to inform the Yuan Temple, so as not to hurt the face of the master.

Only this time, the Yuan Temple had another disciple who could cultivate.

Lan Yingxing looked at Shen Yu indifferently, and the ring ruler in his hand shook slightly.

"This time, I don't know if Senior Brother Shen is willing to participate?"

Shen Yu felt the hostility in his eyes, and when he thought of Chen Cambodia that day, he suddenly understood where this person's hostility came from.

Lan Yingxing saw that he didn't speak, and said: "Senior Brother Chen's bet with you is fair, we naturally have no objections, but..."

Lan Yingxing glanced at Su Mo and continued: "When I came, Senior Brother Fang once told me that Chen Cambodia is the deacon of the Law Enforcement Pavilion and the third senior brother of our Qinglu Palace, but you insulted him, but it was a bit too much. ”

Shen Yu remained silent.

Su Mo suddenly asked, "Fang Hate is out of the customs?" ”

Lan Yingxing's cold face had a hint of pride, and he said respectfully: "Yes, three days ago." ”

Fang Hate is the senior brother of the Qinglu Palace, he was ranked fifteenth on the Lingyun list that came out of the academy a year ago, and now that he has been in retreat for a long time, his strength has increased a lot.

Shen Yu said: "And then." ”

Lan Yingxing said lightly: "Senior Brother Shen went to the Qinglu Hall to apologize. ”