Next.

When Song Yizhi fell asleep, Li Yuxin and the others had already gone out.

It took her a moment to get up.

Walking out of the house, Song Yizhi saw a man standing outside the house.

"Morning." Song Yizhi said hello, then walked up and reached out to hug Rong Yueyuan's waist.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was sleepy in his arms, Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and brushed her hair draped behind her, "Why don't you sleep for a while if you haven't slept enough?" ”

"And the competition." Song Yizhi's urn sounded and the sound of the urn came out.

Rong Yueyuan patted Song Yizhi's head lightly, "I'll send you over?" ”

"Okay." Song responded with a branch.

Rong Yueyuan circled Song Yizhi's waist and teleported to the ring.

When the couple came over, they had already started to fight in the ring.

The person who was fighting in the ring suddenly saw Song Yizhi shrinking in Rong Yueyuan's arms, and the weapon in his hand was directly missed.

The person on the other side looked at the stunned opponent, followed his gaze, and then was also stunned.

The people in the audience were all stunned when they found that something was wrong.

Song Yizhi took a while before letting go of Rong Yueyuan, and when he saw the white silk around his neck, his peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, looking cunning and wilted.

"Aren't you alright?" As he spoke, Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched Rong Yueyuan's neck.

Rong Yueyuan responded, and then leaned back slightly to avoid Song Yizhi's hand.

Although it was separated by a layer of white silk, Song Yizhi's hand fell on his neck, and the tingling feeling was still very heavy.

Seeing this, Song Yizhi withdrew his hand and stopped being a demon.

"Or do you want to go back and meditate and pranayama?" Song Yizhi asked.

Rong Yueyuan spoke, "I'll see you learn from others here." ”

Yesterday's incident had already reached his ears, and although he knew that Zhizhi could handle it, he was still a little uneasy.

Song Yizhi nodded, then took out a few osmanthus candy and handed them to him.

The man who was stuffed with a few pieces of candy watched Song Yizhi turn around and walk to the ring.

Just when everyone thought that the five elders would leave, he found a secluded place with few people, and used his spiritual power to conjure a chair and sit down.

This...... Aren't the five elders worried about Song Yizhi?

Song Yizhi in the ring didn't pay attention to these, she was busy learning from people.

Bai Qiu, who rushed over after getting the news, saw Rong Yueyuan in a secluded area from a distance.

The man sitting in the chair was gentle and noble, elegant but a little detached, with no expression on his angular face, and he looked a little cold.

The admiration in Bai Qiu's eyes was about to be unable to hide, she lowered her eyelids, and after adjusting it, she stopped walking towards Rong Yueyuan.

Bei Xianyue, who was standing under the ring, was tall and tall, and saw Bai Qiu at a glance, and when she saw Bai Qiu turn around and look at the ring, she squinted slightly.

"Here we are." Bei Xianyue whispered.

Lu Li glanced at it, and then said in a low voice, "The Fifth Elder is here." ”

To be honest, they really didn't expect that the five elders would come over to see Song Yizhi and talk to people.

Bei Xianyue snorted.

Bai Qiu, who was standing in the crowd, looked at Song Yizhi who was in the ring, and his eyes darkened and darkened.

I have to say that Song Yizhi in the ring is indeed like the sun, bright and dazzling, with a smile and a smile, beautiful and very free and wanton.

Bai Qiu didn't want to admit it anymore, and he had to admit that Song Yizhi's skin was indeed too good.

But Bai Qiu didn't believe that the Fifth Elder was such a superficial person, he definitely didn't fall in love with Song Yizhi's skin, he must have been seduced by Song Yizhi or even plotted!

……

After a day's fighting, Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan went back.

Looking at the two of them holding hands and slowly leaving, those people felt a trace of habit from the shock.

In the next few days, Rong Yueyuan would go to see Song Yizhi every day to learn from others.

Xu is because Rong Yueyuan is here, or it may be because of Song Yizhi's own terrifying power, in short, nothing went wrong in the next few days.

The three conventions came as scheduled.

In front of the vast square, 300 people from various sects stood in turn.

At a glance, the team is neat, and it is very pleasing to the eye.

The sect master of the Wanmo Sect said a few words, and then reiterated the rules.

The three congresses are divided into two stages, one for individual and one for team.

In the single competition, disciples of the same level of cultivation draw lots to compete, and the winner advances, and finally only the top ten monks are counted as points, and the higher the ranking, the higher the points.

The team competition is for the top ten disciples of each sect to enter the secret realm, and finally the points are calculated based on the number of tokens of the disciples of the spirit plant, the spirit treasure and the disciples of other sects.

The sect with the highest total points in the two stages will be the first place, the first place will be rewarded by the sponsorship of each sect, and the second and third places will also be available, but it is not as rich as the first place.

After saying all kinds of precautions, the sect master of the Wanmo Sect spoke, "In the past, we all started with the disciples of the foundation building, but this time the three sect conferences, after our unanimous discussion, started with the disciples of Yuanying. ”

The words fell, and without giving the disciples time to react, the Sect Master of the Wanmo Sect raised his voice and spoke, "The Three Sects Conference, start!" ”

The prepared elders rang the gong.

The Yuanying disciples of various sects were still a little unable to react.

What are the three conferences doing this time?

Song Yizhi silently walked to the place where the lot was drawn with his hands in his hands.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was like a street slipper, Wei Ling silently raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Song Luo on the high platform looked at her daughter and wanted to say something, but finally chose to be silent.

It's okay, anyway, now that Song Yizhi is embarrassed, she is not alone.

Li Yuxin reacted and followed Song Yizhi's footsteps.

After a while, the Yuanying disciples of various sects came.

After the draw was over, Song Yizhi looked at the signature in his hand, and his eyes fell on Guankong, who had been discussed.

When Guankong saw Song Yizhi, he obviously had a headache.

He has studied with Song Yizhi, and knows how terrifying Song Yizhi's strength is, and if he fights with Song Yizhi, he is almost bound to lose.

The draw ended, and dozens of seats rose up than the ring.

Song Yizhi and Guankong walked up from both sides, and the barrier of the ring rose up, and the two greeted each other and started directly.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who took out the long sword with his backhand, Guankong was surprised for a moment, and then took out his staff.

Watching one person holding a sword and the other holding a staff, he was stunned by the crowd of onlookers under the ring.

Seeing that Song Yizhi took out the long sword, Wei Ling opened his mouth and said, "Song Yizhi is serious." ”

"I guess so." Bei Xianyue's uncertain opening.

Bai Liqi opened his mouth and said, "The outcome of this game seems to have been decided." ”

It's not that he has no brains to blow Miss Song, but Miss Song is very strong, and her swordsmanship is something that even the Great Elder has to bow down!

"Speaking of which, I haven't even had a discussion with Song Yizhi." Bei Xianyue spoke.

Wei Ling turned his head to look at Bei Xianyue, and finally didn't say anything.

The two of them in the ring were deadlocked for a while, and then quickly made a move, looking at the two people who were about to come out of the afterimage, Wei Ling said in surprise, "Watching the Sky Daoist is so powerful?" ”

"Of course." Lu Li spoke, "Don't underestimate any monk, especially Yin Cultivator and Buddha Cultivator!" ”

In the late Yuan Infant period, the contemplation of emptiness, which was close to the Great Perfection, was basically able to transform the gods, which was the power of Buddhist cultivation.

Wei Ling nodded repeatedly.

Looking at the two of them who had fought many times in a short period of time, Feng Yi'an said in a gentle voice, "This Buddha cultivation is indeed strong. ”

(End of chapter)