The ginkgo leaves suddenly became agitated, trembling with anger as if threatened by something.

Bai Jiu looked up at the sky, he stretched out a hand and punched the sky.

The golden clouds of leaves fell, and a punch hole formed in the middle of the intertwined leaves, and the sky was revealed from the hole.

It's like the feeling of a person who has been sneaking in the water for a long time and breathes the first breath of air.

Bai Jiu looked at the sky, his heart was like a spring breeze, and the irritability in his heart was no longer strong in an instant.

He activated the true qi in his body, and the pure true qi circulated in his body, removing the only restlessness that remained.

He turned around and looked at Liu Ping in front of him.

Liu Ping's hand kept rubbing on the hilt of the sword, he wanted to pull it out, when he saw Bai Jiu's movements, there was a vague expectation in his heart, and when Bai Jiu turned around, he felt that his sword was about to come out of the sheath, so he was very excited.

Bai Jiu looked at Liu Ping and frowned slightly, he didn't dislike it, he just felt puzzled and dignified.

Liu Ping's eyes were very red, Bai Jiu had never seen anyone look like this, he was rubbing his hands, his eyes were red, like a beast out of culture, like a gambler who had lost his eyes.

Bai Jiu didn't make a move, just watched. Liu Ping felt anxious, so he pulled out his sword.

The blue sword stood out in the ginkgo forest, and the ripples of the waves appeared faintly in the air.

"Let me cut it with my sword, and I have made a wish."

After speaking, he raised his sword and slashed.

Bai Jiu looked at Liu Ping expressionlessly. Liu Ping's sword had already lost from the moment it was drawn, his sword had weakened countless points of momentum, and the sword that he cut down impatiently was even more flawed, without the slightest danger at all.

So Bai Jiu didn't draw his sword.

He looked at the falling sword and turned sideways.

The blue long sword slipped from Bai Jiu's eyes, and Bai Jiu stretched out his hand and slapped a palm on the top of Liu Ping's head.

The immortals helped me to the top.

In Bai Jiu's body, the purest true qi of the small world lake operated, and the lake water rippled, flowing into Bai Jiu's meridians, and then followed the palm of his hand and entered Liu Ping's body.

If it is the white of the square, it is like a spring breeze blowing. Then Liu Ping at this time is like the dry earth washed by the spring rain.

In an instant, all the gloom was dispelled, all the anger was buried, and the red in Liu Ping's eyes gradually dissipated, and he regained his clarity.

Wow!

Liu Ping roared, quickly retreated, and then slammed into a ginkgo tree, knocking the leaves down.

His eyes were terrified, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and in an instant his clothes were all wet.

He looked at Bai Jiu and opened his mouth to say something, but he found that he couldn't say anything, he was afraid that he would be so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

I don't know how long it took, but Bai Jiucai said, "How do you feel?" ”

Liu Ping touched the beads of sweat on his forehead, clenched his fists solemnly, and apologized to Bai Jiu: "Thank you Bai Gongzi." ”

Although the Nanhai Sword Sect is only a second-rate sect in Zhongzhou Linhai, while cultivating swordsmanship like the Sword Sect, the most important thing is also the sword heart.

Keep your heart and do it to the extreme.

Although all the cultivation schools in the world have different doctrines, they are very different when it comes to returning to their true nature.

Liu Ping's sword heart has always been very stable, and he has never had such an impatient and reckless mentality as Fang Cai so far in his cultivation. It's weird, it's not normal, and it's scary. This is also why Liu Ping retreated sharply at the moment of soberness, and the cold sweat wet his whole body in an instant.

"The four seasons are proof, and the blood autumn can be known from the name as the most ferocious, and I take it lightly."

Liu Ping looked at Bai Jiu, and after seeing the latter's calm expression, admiration came to him spontaneously. He was already so embarrassed, and Bai Jiu was completely fine, and he rescued him from fire and water, compared to what he did, it was really difficult to talk about what he did.

Bai Jiu turned around and said, "If you feel irritable again, just cut off some leaves that are obstructive to the eyes, and look at the sky to meditate." ”

After saying that, he continued to walk forward, this time he was in a bit of a hurry.

Liu Ping was ashamed and left closely.

Liu Ping, a contemporary disciple of the South China Sea Sword School, the natal sword is a high-grade sword called the Blue Sea, ranking twenty-first in the Tanhua list, the pride of the South China Sea Sword School, and the pride of the Dayu Dynasty.

Such a young genius is also an upper-class existence, but even so, Liu Ping still lost himself in the blood autumn.

That's what Bai Jiu was worried about.

In this imperceptible blood autumn, how many people will lose themselves?

He thought that there should be no problem with Tang Chun's mentality, the most important thing for a scholar is to meditate, not to mention Tang Chun, who has read a hundred volumes.

Lu Yuchen, as the leader of the younger generation of the Heavenly Chosen Academy, has an arrogant heart that determines that he will not be affected by Blood Autumn, and he should be the one who will be able to get out soon.

Bai Jiu was most worried about the two of them, Ouyang Luo and Mo Kai.

Ouyang Luo because of the family relationship, coming to Qingfeng Academy to study is actually her last free time, although she feels indifferent to outsiders, but in fact, her heart is the most unstable one. The pressure of the family is likely to explode in the Blood Autumn, and if that obsession is too heavy, there will eventually be a big problem.

Mo Kai has too little time to contact the rivers and lakes, although he has the ruthlessness and firmness tempered from the deep mountains and old forests, but there are too few people in contact. If someone is as lost as Liu Ping, it is likely to affect him as well.

The two are most likely to get lost in the blood and then get injured or even out.

Liu Ping didn't know what Bai Jiu was thinking, now Bai Jiu's status in his mind can be described as unprecedentedly high, his original proud heart no longer exists, and all he retains now is his admiration for the latter.

………

To put it bluntly, Blood Autumn is actually to plant a seed of obsession in everyone's heart, then water, irrigate, let it sprout and let it grow, occupy your mind, and finally control your behavior unconsciously.

It's a risky move, and it's also a good trial.

During this time, you can do anything, say anything. But your deepest hidden vices are likely to be slowly unearthed and your mind will be crushed.

This is likely to affect a person's mind.

Your actions will be seen, no matter how excessive, no matter how unbearable, the people on the clouds will not care or interfere.

Your words will not be heard, so no matter how rebellious and defiling you are, no matter how arrogant and filthy you are, no one on the clouds will hear them.

So a lot of things happened in the blood autumn, and there were no longer a few bad words, and it became very common to leave blood.

The people on the clouds are watching.

There was a scuffle between the students of the Tianqi Fourth Academy and the disciples of the Dongzhou sects, which slowly transformed from verbal arguments to drawing swords against each other, and many people were injured and fell, and even if they stood up, they did not have the strength to go on.

The disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect is called Zhao Qian, who ranks seventh in the Tanhua list, and can be described as the number one person among today's geniuses. I don't know if he has lost his heart, but he has hurt many people along the way.

Lu Mingze, who has a withdrawn personality in Daomen, also has a problem, and he has always had problems, and it is difficult for him to get out of his demons after all. His sword is rarely used, but as long as someone stands in the way, someone will bleed and someone will be seriously wounded.

The glamorous scholar showed hypocrisy and outspokenness, the Taoist priest who was like a master in the world was crazy like crazy, and the young soldier had no rules, and his eyes were already blood-red......... The Hidden Dragon Test is such a grand competition, and it gradually becomes like the Colosseum.

After all, the second prince is also from a royal family, and he can't be calm when he sees such a scene, he pinched his brows, a little displeased, and a little angry. He was afraid that this trial would destroy the minds of too many talented people, and if the country was returned to him at that time, it would be a great disaster for these talented people to lose themselves.

A king, what could be more terrifying than Jiang Lang's talent being unavailable?

His gaze swept around the group of people in front of him, no one spoke, no one left, all calm. In the end, he couldn't help but look at the old man beside him, the old man's eyes seemed to be shining, and he was still clear when he was old, without the slightest sense of turbidity.

There was anger and incomprehension in the eyes of the second prince, as the prince of the Dayu Dynasty, as a student of the Tianqi Fourth Academy, he was also the most diligent person who read poetry and books in the mouth of the people.

His gaze met that of the Martial Saint.

Then he was stunned for a moment, and the anger and incomprehension in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Lord Martial Saint was not angry and arrogant, and the depths of his eyes were like waves in the Han Sea. But now, there is only kindness in the eyes that reveal the essence and majesty, and there is also a deep disappointment and regret for the students and the younger generations.

The second prince didn't dare to look at it again, he lowered his head and looked at the teacup on the table.

The tea is a good tea, and the entrance is warm and mellow. However, the production process of tea is extremely troublesome, and the process of brewing is even more complicated and meticulous, but only in this way can the taste of tea be rhymed.

Tea is the same, and so are people. The second prince suddenly felt very ashamed, he thought that he had read a lot of books, and he had studied in the Yew Garden for a long time. Literature and martial arts are now the best among their peers, but today Lord Martial Arts woke him up with a look, and such an impetuous mind can no longer be found.

There are tens of thousands of solutions to the blood autumn, after all, someone is not affected and walks out safely, but the first person to walk out is beyond everyone's expectations.

Tianyu and Tang Chun are the contestants with the highest realm in this year's Hidden Dragon Test. The Dao Sect already talks about Qing cultivation, and Tianyu is the head disciple, if he is also affected, it will be too abnormal. Tang Chun is the same way, how could the apprentice of Vice Dean Mo of Qingfeng Academy, the number one scholar of the Liberal Arts Academy, be so mentally unstrong.

Everyone thought that the first person to walk out would be one of the two.

However, what he didn't expect was that Bai Jiu, who was wearing the uniform of Qingfeng Temple, was the first to walk out, followed by a young man with a sword.

Everyone was slightly shocked, and the dean of the Purple Shirt Annexed Hospital and Coach Zhu raised their eyebrows extremely high, as if they were about to fly, and their eyes were full of surprise and doubt.

"Nanhai Sword Sect, Liu Ping." The adults on the clouds felt a little surprised, and the person who spoke was Coach Zhu, and it was obvious that his tone was also a little surprised.

Vice Dean Mo chuckled, his gaze swept to the people around him, full of joy and pride. Bai Jiu is a student of Seifuin, no matter what his background is, he is already very proud to be the first to come out of these geniuses.

Except for Vice President Mo, the big people sitting were all a little unnatural, and the old doctor in Baihua Lane praised a few words.

The dean of the Purple Shirt Annexed Academy frowned and said, "Even if you are the first in the literary exam, it has only been less than a year since you practiced, is there something wrong with this child?" ”

Everyone was quiet, and everyone didn't look back, but they all wanted to know the reaction of Lord Martial Saint. What the dean of the Purple Shirt Attached Hospital said was not unreasonable, these words have actually been in everyone's hearts, but because Zhushan's meaning was not spoken, it was clarified today, and this problem was put on the line, and it had to arouse suspicion.

Vice Dean Mo didn't say anything but didn't speak, because he didn't know very well, the saint didn't speak, and his words didn't mean anything.

Lord Martial Sage knocked on the chair and didn't speak, but the second prince spoke: "When it's over, you won't know if you check it." ”

Everyone didn't say anything, and they didn't know how to reply, so they tacitly acquiesced in this matter.

The chief examiner of Blood Autumn said: "Bai Jiu is not the first, Liu Ping is not the second, and Tianyu and Tang Chun are not the third and fourth. ”

The dean of the Purple Shirt Annexed Hospital frowned slightly and said, "Aren't the rules different?" ”

The chief examiner of Blood Autumn said, "Some people use it earlier. ”

Everyone suddenly realized that after a conversation just now, they even neglected the rules in the back of their minds, and hurriedly asked, "Who is that?" ”

"The first place in the martial arts test, the reckless man from the deep mountains and old forests."

The face of the dean of the Purple Shirt Annexary suddenly became ugly, and the examiner glanced at Coach Zhu unconsciously.

Coach Zhu didn't look at him, nor did he look at the dean of the Purple Shirt Annex, he just stared intently at the bottom, and said casually: "Don't open it, you are smiling." ”