Yan Wei took the register and flipped through it, if there was really no such person as Shi Jiu, she handed the register to Yan Su again, Yan Su roughly flipped through it, and already had an idea in her heart.

glanced at each other, and they all understood each other's thoughts, Yan Su returned the register to Wang You, and after Yan Wei came out, Yan Wei proposed to return to Tianmu Sect first, and the rest was said after the sect was over.

Yan Su didn't say too much, expressing his understanding, after all, Yan Wei is now in the foundation building period, and he is the leader of the foundation building period of the younger generation of the sect than the Tianmu Sect.

It must not be absent, and now, one mystery after another, Yan Su also felt a little tired, as if she had fallen into a bottleneck, she could feel that her state of mind had also been affected, plus the memory that the shopkeeper left her before she died, she had only roughly gone through it at that time, she felt that these things must be connected, and she needed to think about it again.

After that, Yan Wei summoned the flying sword, took the lead in standing up, Yan Su jumped up with the white tiger in his arms, and after Yan Su stabilized his body, Yan Jing's middle finger and index finger merged, pointing forward, and the sword broke through the air, in a blink of an eye, the sword was off the ground with a breath, the wind whistled, Xiangyun City gradually drifted away, and the clothes flew in the wind, so a chic and wanton.

Yan Su stood on the flying sword, looked down, the clouds and mountains were parallel, stretching for thousands of miles, here is the Tianmu Sect, surrounded by mountains, the cranes chirping, and from time to time there were monks stepping on different magic weapons in their ears, and they all nodded at Yan Su, did they catch a glimpse of Yan Su out of the corner of their eyes, and they all nodded and smiled at each other.

The place where Yan Jing flew was the main peak, and the main peak was already full of people from various sects who had come to participate in the big competition at this time, and they were registering.

Yan Xingfei's sword didn't stop, he skipped them straight past them, and went straight to the white jade platform in the center of the main peak.

The white jade platform presented a huge circle, with a diameter of sixty or seventy zhang, and when the flying sword stopped on it, Yan Wei jumped lightly and fell suddenly, and Yan Su jumped with him and landed steadily.

Yan Wei raised her eyebrows slightly at Yan Su, her eyes showing appreciation.

When Yan Su saw it, his jaw lifted.

Yan Wei chuckled, and then stepped forward, wanting to lead her away, Yan Su shook his head and motioned to the white tiger in her arms.

Yan Wei didn't bother too much, nodded to show that she knew, turned around and motioned for Yan Su to follow her.

Yan Wei put away the flying sword that was more than ten zhang above the ground, and the two of them got off the high white jade platform, and walked straight up the stairs to the main hall of the sect.

The solemn and heavy gate of the fairy family, open when you hear the sound, the rare and exotic beasts that circl and fly on it seem to be painted like living creatures, the vast and ancient sound that comes from the ears makes people feel stirred for a long time, it is difficult to return to their senses, the clouds and mist are swirling, the cranes are contending, the immortals come to the air, they bring their own glory, and the aura that lingers around them attracts a group of cranes to surround their bodies.

"Boom!"

I don't know where a heavy bell rang pulled Yan Su's thoughts back, and then looked at the eyes in front of him, where was there any self-inflicted brilliance, the immortals surrounded by cranes, only Yan Jing's magnified beauty.

"Why are you stunned?"

Yan Su paused for a moment and looked at the gate in front of her, which was still the simple and solemn gate, but it was not what she had just seen.

Everything just now was like a brief dream she had.

Yan Su didn't explain what she had just seen, only that she was a little tired, Yan Wei knew that she hadn't slept well for the past two days, and because of those things, after reminding her to pay attention to rest, he took out a bottle of Qingxin Lu and handed it to her.

Then she asked Yan Su to wait for her outside the door, she went in to explain what happened to her master, that is, the master, and then took Yan Su back to her cave.

Yan Su nodded, hugged the white tiger and looked at Yan Xun's figure without entering the door, turned around, stood on the high platform, and looked at the crowd gathered not far away, mixed aura, and a trace of something that made her feel uncomfortable, perhaps because of the special reason for the spiritual root that Yan Su carried, she had an unusual sensitivity to those evil things.

Those hidden things can't even be discovered by these high-level monks, which makes Yan Su also suspicious, the high-level monks' divine sense is extraordinary, and they are also very perceptive to evil things

And these hidden things, it doesn't seem to belong to evil things, she doesn't know what it should be, she just feels uncomfortable, as for whether it is malicious or not, she doesn't know for the time being.

Yan Su felt upset at this time, and simply closed his eyes irritably.

Yan Su continued to silently recite the mantra of purifying his heart to stabilize his troubled thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, but it was long enough for Yan Wei to walk up to her side and gently pat her on the shoulder, before she came back to her senses, Yan Su controlled her emotions very well, and followed Yan Wei to her cave mansion as usual.

Standing on the top of a peak full of ice and snow and extremely empty, Yan Su looked at Yan Wei suspiciously, puzzled, didn't he say that he would go to the cave to rest? Why did you suddenly come to this empty peak?

In the next second, another person wearing a red dress flew down from the peak, beautiful and aggressive, as soon as she came, she waved her sleeves, Yan Su felt a light in her arms, and the white tiger in her arms flew in the direction where she was standing, the female cultivator winked at Yan Su, and then laughed uncontrollably.

Yan Su was even more puzzled about why this was, his eyes glanced at Yan Xun, and suddenly found that he didn't know when, Yan Wei had an extra long sword in his hand, and when he saw Yan Su's eyes, he raised his eyebrows, and in the next second, his body moved, and he stabbed towards Yan Su with a sword at a very fast speed.

Yan Su's body reacted faster than his brain, and when he felt the stagnation of the aura around him, his body reacted quickly, only to see Yan Su's body deftly flip back two back hand flips, widening the distance between him and Yan Jing, and when Yan Su's sword stabbed out, Yan Su also pulled out the short sword on his waist and blocked it in front of him.

"Zheng!"

The clanging sound of swords colliding sounded, and the concussion sensation from her arm made her arm tingle for a while.

"Out of the sword! Shoot me back! ”

Yan Wei said coldly, her expression was extremely serious, and her eyes looking at Yan Su also had a hint of coldness.

The speed of her attack was a little faster, and Yan Su also came back to her senses, and single-mindedly resisted her menacing attack.

"Turn the passive into the active, see the right time, and hit me back!"

Yan Wei said this, but the movements in his hands did not mean to release water at all, the sword became more and more violent, and the strength became heavier and heavier.

She didn't use her cultivation to suppress Yan Su, just with the magic sword in her hand, the suppressed Yan Su had no power to fight back, and she retreated one after another.

"Sister deserves to be a genius that is rare in a thousand years, but I am not good at stubble!"

Yan Su resisted the menacing sword move in front of her, her forehead was gradually covered with sweat, but her eyes were so bright, she smiled, and the sword in her hand turned, deviating from the resistance to the sword move, but letting Yan Wei's sword stab towards her left shoulder.

Yan Wei didn't stop, even if it was Yan Su opposite, her sister.

The sword stabbed straight into Yan Su's shoulder, and Yan Su also got the opportunity to counterattack, the sword stabbed into her left shoulder, and Yan Su, who was holding the sword in her right hand, quickly pointed the sword at her slender neck when Yan Wei didn't have time to draw the sword.

The corners of Yan Jing's mouth hooked, his waist quickly bent back, and he pulled out the sword, and Yan Su's sword missed.