Rustle rustle......

The wind blows the leaves, the towering ancient banyan, and the lone tree becomes a forest.

The eternal whispering sound, the grass undulates like waves in the wind.

Rustle rustle......

Jiang Yuebai opened her eyes abruptly and sat up from the bed, she went back to her room to practice after chatting with the little monk last night, and she actually fell asleep?

My head is so itchy, and my body is so itchy!

Jiang Yuebai pulled off her hairband and scratched her head, and was horrified to find that the small Ganoderma lucidum, which originally had only roots, had grown to the size of a walnut overnight.

The white powder was sprinkled and fluorescent, Jiang Yuebai couldn't help but scratch her arm, and found that her skin was covered with a thin layer of spore powder belonging to Ganoderma lucidum.

She kept scratching, her heart was inexplicably flustered, and she always had a very bad premonition.

There was a burst of fragrance from the Bodhi wooden plaque on his waist, Jiang Yuebai listened to it, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the dust purification technique swept over his body, and all the spore powder disappeared.

Thinking back to the scene I saw in my 'dream' just now, was it the divine tree of the demon clan or the body of the old demon of the ancient banyan tree?

Are you calling her to the Demon Clan?

Jiang Yue's white eyes narrowed, the demon clan was imperative, but she couldn't leave immediately, she carefully calculated and set a three-year deadline for herself.

In the past three years, he has stabilized the cultivation of Jindan, learned alchemy and the "Green Dragon Spear Technique", and conceived spiritual weapons, and only after he has achieved something can he leave for the demon clan.

After all, this way has passed, not only to cross the Deserted Ancient Razor and 100,000 mountains, but also to cross the Inhuman Country and cross the Phantom Sea.

The demon clan has never had much contact with the outside world, and no one knows what the specific situation is, so they have to be fully prepared.

After re-tying up her hair, Jiang Yuebai got up and pushed open the window.

The morning light was faint, the spring breeze carried the fragrance of grass and trees, Jiang Yuebai walked out of his courtyard, looked up and saw the bulging boulder between the two waterfalls of Tianwai Peak, Angelica lying on the head of Qionglin Mountain Jun, absorbing the first wisp of golden crow aura in the morning.

Jiang Ziying, who was wearing a double bun, also sat aside, with five hearts to the sky, and cultivated seriously.

Chirping!

Ji Xiang popped out of the rattan basket on Jiang Yuebai's waist, smelled the smell of Angelica and Shanjun, and immediately retracted in fright.

Jiang Yuebai stretched out his hand to give it a trace of golden aura, and said with a smile: "You, in terms of cultivation, it is on par with Qionglin Mountain Jun, it is much bigger than you, it is normal for you to be afraid of it, but Angelica is so small, the little cat demon who has just built the foundation can't carry your paws, what are you afraid of it?" ”

Creak!

Jixiang shivered, still afraid.

A red light shot out from the sky, Jiang Yuebai's expression was awe-inspiring, and his body immediately condensed with body protection qi.

The red light collided with the gang qi and dispersed, leaving a bright red word 'battle' in front of Jiang Yuebai.

"Heavenly Crying Peak Jiang Yuebai, dare to fight with my Heavenly Sword Peak! If I don't come, I will wait for you every day under the Sky Crying Peak! ”

Fang Xiangxing's high-spirited voice came out of it, echoing up and down the Heavenly Crying Peak, and the three large, medium and small people above were also alarmed, and they all looked down.

Jiang Yuebai waved his sleeves to disperse the battle words in mid-air, and smiled at the top three, "Cultivate well, children don't care about big things." ”

Jiang Yuebai left quickly and walked towards the outside of the mountain.

Passing by the newly built disciple's courtyard at the foot of the mountain, Jiang Yuebai saw Qi Ming leading a group of miscellaneous servants in and out to clean and repair.

"What is this doing?"

Qi Ming saw Jiang Yuebai and hurriedly saluted, "I have seen Wangshu Zhenren, it was Jiuchuan Zhenjun who ordered him to clean up the disciples' courtyard, he will assess the five spiritual root disciples in the sect in the Heavenly Crying Peak today, saying that he is preparing to accept a hundred people into the Heavenly Crying Peak." ”

Jiang Yuebai nodded, the master is really diligent, he thinks that teaching Jiang Ziying one is teaching, and teaching a hundred is also teaching.

After all, to bear the inheritance of the ancestor's lineage, it is necessary to accept more disciples.

"Then you are busy, I'll go to the Tibetan Academy."

"Wangshu Zhenren stays," Qi Ming stopped Jiang Yuebai, "Jiuchuan Zhenjun explained, let you, the senior sister of Tianwai Peak, be sure to come up with an exam question." ”

Jiang Yuebai raised her eyebrows, thought for a moment and took out her small notebook from her sleeve, tore off the latest page and handed it to Qi Ming.

"That's it, the one who can calculate this question is definitely suitable for Tianwai Peak."

This question was a whim of her last night, according to the reference method on the "Great Yan Sutra", each part of the operation of the ice archery technique was divided into numbers, and then calculated according to the fifty numbers of the Great Yan, and the results were not correct, and I didn't know what went wrong.

According to the "Great Yan Sutra", if a spell can be cast, its internal structure must be stable and in line with the fifty numbers of the Great Yan......

Because of this, she had to go to the Tibetan Academy to find some scriptures to study.

Qi Ming looked at the yin and yang and all kinds of messy symbols on it, the corners of his forehead twitched, he didn't dare to say anything, he could only take it respectfully, thinking that the five spirit root monks who came to participate in the assessment today were afraid that they were going to cry.

"Wangshu Zhenren, this is the worship post of the real people of each peak, and they all invite you to discuss the Tao together, and ...... The one from Heavenly Sword Peak is waiting for you at the entrance of the mountain pass, if you want to fight, it is best to go to the ring of Heavenly Killing Peak. ”

Jiang Yuebai accepted a thick pile of stickers, "I know, it won't damage our Tianwai Peak, don't worry." ”

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At the entrance of Tianwai Peak Mountain, Fang Xiangxing sat cross-legged on the bluestone beside the road, his eyebrows lowered with battle intent, and he slowly wiped the cold long sword in his hand.

The sins suffered by the disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak in the past two years, he will definitely get them all back today!

There was movement on the mountain road, Fang Xiangxing's eyes sharpened, he raised his sword and stood up, and saw Li Jiuchuan, who was dressed in green clothes, frowning, thinking about what to walk down the stairs.

Fang Xiangxing hurriedly jumped down from the bluestone and bowed his hand.

"Meet Jiuchuan Zhenjun."

"Wait for someone? Wait slowly, Benjun left first. ”

"Congratulations to Jiuchuan Zhenjun."

“…… That's right, what went wrong......"

Fang wanted to see Li Jiuchuan leave, then straightened up and returned to the bluestone beside the road to close his eyes and recuperate.

After a while, Fang Xiangxing suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head sharply to look in the direction where Li Jiuchuan had left, and raised his sword to kill him.

On the forest path to the Tibetan Academy, Li Jiuchuan, who was dressed in green clothes, flashed and changed back to Jiang Yuebai's appearance.

She raised her hand and touched the crescent pendant on her neck, this thing is really good, especially after she married Dan, according to the method of subtle control of the aura taught by her master to create an illusion, it is enough to confuse the truth.

"Jiang Yuebai!"

Fang Xiangxing's angry shout came from behind, and the corners of Jiang Yue's white lips hooked and turned around.

The sword intent was cold, and in an instant, Jiang Yuebai's body was enveloped.

Fang Xiangxing stepped into the air, and with a sword slash, her whole person immediately exploded, turning into a sky of feathers and gradually dissipating.

Seeing this, Fang Xiangxing clenched his fists, "Damn! ”

There was a fluctuation of aura above his head, Fang Xiangxing looked up, and saw Li Jiuchuan galloping overhead with a retreat, Fang Xiangxing immediately raised his sword to catch up.

Chasing behind Li Jiuchuan, Fang Xiangxing did not hesitate to make a killing move, and he was bound to force Jiang Yuebai to fight against him.

But......

When Fang Xiangxing's killing move was shaken away by Li Jiuchuan's understatement of his sleeves, and a coercion of the Yuan Infant Stage instantly imprisoned him, Fang Xiangxing was directly dumbfounded.

"Why did you suddenly make a move on Benjun?" Li Jiuchuan frowned puzzled.

Fang Xiangxing: .........

On the other side, Jiang Yuebai stepped into the Tibetan Academy leisurely, and came to the top floor of the Tibetan Academy with his token, ready to once again comprehend the four-vein inheritance left by the patriarch Lu Xingyun.

(End of chapter)