Volume 2 Chapter 82 Sword Gate
Ling Qi left the dream realm and opened his eyes to see this huge counting array. Feeling the vagaries of the formation and the expectant gazes around him, the young man turned back and gave a bright smile, secretly pinched a trick in his hand, and inserted the set of keys kept in his hand into the counting array.
The few people who were always paying attention to the changes in the field did not expose Ling Qi's posture purely for the sake of being handsome, and when they saw that the arithmetic array really disappeared with the change in the magic technique in Ling Qi's hand, they all wanted to confirm it carefully in disbelief. The first to react was Xia Qinghan, who had a little guess in his heart, looked at this little guy who was still pretending to be obedient, and said softly: "Okay, since the formation is broken, Ling Qi deserves to be the first in this formation assessment." ”
Ling Qi didn't care about Senior Sister Xia, who hinted at his past, waved his hand on the stage, and then left there directly in a few flashes. The young man knew in his heart what kind of interrogation he would face if he stayed there, and if he didn't leave now, he could only give an apologetic look looking at the demon clan saintess who was dragging Senior Sister Xia.
Xia Qinghan looked at this red-clothed saintess who didn't let herself pass, and held her forehead a little helplessly and murmured, "The little guy is leaving like this, leave me alone to explain to those elders?" "The natural woman deliberately announced that Ling Qi's unraveling formation had won the first place, but she didn't want a few elders to continue to test.
The mental energy of the counting array is huge, this extremely chic young man is already at the end of the strong crossbow at this time, I thought that the little guy should stay here to greet a few elders and find a step down, but just leave directly and let me wipe your buttocks, the woman in white was in a mood, but her face was still calm looking at the woman in front of her, and said softly: "Please tell the little guy, don't forget tomorrow's assessment!" ”
The saint nodded, still not wanting the woman in white in front of her to leave, the two were in a stalemate for a long time, Xia Qinghan sighed a little helplessly, threw out a token, took a breath and said, "Don't worry, tomorrow's assessment will not be as embarrassing as today." ”
At this time, Ling Qi had already returned to his room, lying on the bed and howling in pain, the consequence of barely speeding up the analysis through the dream of the senior sister was that his body felt a violent tearing sensation at this time, and Ling Qi only felt that he was pulled into pieces by this side effect. I just don't know if the fourth senior sister has any medicine that can relieve this pain, Ling Qi lay on the bed and wondered if the short-haired woman had noticed her physical condition.
However, what Ling Qi didn't guess was that the first person to push open his door was his unreliable master, who barely opened his eyes and glanced at the visiting Dao robed woman, and before he could explain, he felt that his body was wrapped in a warm liquid, and the pain was instantly relieved a lot.
Looking at the surprise on Ling Qi's face, the Dao robe woman coughed a little uncontrollably, and then stepped lightly on her feet, isolating the room, and then said slowly: "Is your apprentice too much to look down on being a teacher, even if your master is unreliable, this kind of soul trauma cannot be solved immediately by relying on pills." "Ling Qi scolded the master, you still know that you are unreliable, you didn't rely on yourself to be stiff in that experience, if it wasn't for your own hard life, I'm afraid that the grass on the grave would be three feet high.
"Keep your mind and don't think too much." The words of the Dao robe woman made Ling Qi retract his heart and wanted to continue to complain a few words, his mind was immersed in his body, slowly flowing the exercises, feeling the small points of light that appeared in his body, and under the slow contact, his eyelids gradually became heavy.
The woman in the Taoist robe looked at the sleeping young man, wiped the beads of sweat that didn't exist on her forehead, and then her eyes gradually became gentle, looking at this Ling Qi who behaved like this today, she was a little relieved and a little reluctant, this little guy was also the same as his senior brothers and sisters, he hadn't taught anything yet, and he was about to leave the school.
The woman stretched out her finger and tapped it on Ling Qi's forehead, and said softly, "Tonight, you can let the little junior brother have a good rest." Feeling Ling Qi's soothing expression, and a little funny, she wanted to rub the young man's head, thinking of the few elders who were still discussing the issue of the retention of the Taishang Demon Transformation, the woman shook her head and left the room.
Early in the morning, Ling Qi was still reminiscing about this long-lost, undisturbed night, thinking of the senior sister who was holding him and hugging him last night, after being transmitted by the master, he reluctantly let go of himself. The young man recalled the face full of grievances and shook his head, laughed softly, and had a little understanding of the master's attitude towards him, and he thought that he had hidden it so well that it had not been discovered, but now it seems that he still underestimated the immortals.
The young man stretched, looked at the token on the table with some curiosity, picked up the token and smelled the familiar smell, scratched his hair helplessly, looked at the scenery outside the window and sighed with some emotion. I seem to be more and more comfortable accepting the help they give me, and I'm afraid I'm going to be rumored to be a little white face if I continue like this!
Ling Qi pushed open the door, feeling the bustle of the martial arts training ground in the distance, smiled and rushed over there a few times. From the token, Ling Qi already knew that today's assessment was a sword gate, and listening to the voice of some complaints left in the token, the young man could only smile bitterly, but Senior Sister Xia said that although she would not make it difficult today, she specially told herself to be more careful, did she have to face the mirror image of the sword cultivation self again!
Ling Qi guessed what kind of assessment the Sword Gate would be along the way, and when he arrived at the scene, he looked at the martial arts training ground, which was obviously waiting for a few of his disciples. Ling Qi felt that these people were not kind to him, and threw an inquiring look at Xia Qinghan on the referee's seat, Senior Sister, you might as well make it clear, where did you guess that today's assessment was to prevent others from secretly stabbing you with a knife!
Xia Qinghan still didn't pay attention to this treasure-like Ling Qi, took a sip of tea and looked at the demon clan saintess who was also an old god on the side, and asked with a bit of ridicule: "I don't know how sure the saint thinks Senior Brother Ling can win this time?" ”
The little fox looked at the young man on the field who was doing strange movements, his eyelids jumped slightly, he took a deep breath with the teacup, and then said calmly: "My demon clan knows very little about the assessment methods on the stage, and I don't dare to speculate, but it is Consul Xia, who pays so much attention to this disciple who cultivates the Taishang Demon Transformation, is there any hidden reason?" ”
Xia Qinghan was choked speechless by the words of the Demon Clan Holy Maiden, remembering that Ling Qi was also so sharp in the face of himself, he looked at the young man who was still there chatting with other disciples on the field with some amusement, and said softly: "Senior Brother Ling's performance yesterday was so good, it's hard not to look forward to his performance today!" ”
After speaking, he didn't care about the saint's expression, waved his hand and shouted, "Then, the competition begins." ”
The assessment of the Sword Gate was still not the kind of one-on-one ring competition that Ling Qi thought, but a random number of brawls, which seemed to be a change made in order to take care of those disciples who practiced some sword formations, but Ling Qi felt that he didn't want to pass the test so easily!
Entering the scene, feeling the distance of the people around him, Ling Qi was a little embarrassed. However, I understand that these disciples have avoided themselves, the Sword Sect has not forbidden the use of formations, and his brilliant performance yesterday makes these disciples not regard themselves as their first opponents.
As a result, Ling Qi became a more leisurely player in the arena, but he still didn't dare to relax, after all, he had just looked around, and he still hadn't found those who asked Qingfeng.
Ling Qi continued to grope forward, wondering in his heart who had just dropped the smoke, and then everyone did the same, making the field of vision that was already locked by the martial arts formation even narrower, but they still couldn't feel the murderous aura, did their judgment be wrong?
Ling Qi felt a little irritable in his heart, so he simply stepped on his right foot and pinched a clear word, and the smoke in the field was blown away. It was only then that Ling Qi found those who asked the Romance Peak, but their condition didn't seem to be so good.
Ling Qi looked at these disciples who were surrounded by the four sword formations, a few of them dodged and walked over, feeling the gaze of the people around them, coughed and said slowly, "I don't know if it's a little unfair if a few of them fight too much!" ”
"Ling Qi, you go, these guys are targeting you." Ling Qi looked at this Questioning Peak disciple with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, spread his hands a little helplessly, and then quietly took a few steps back and said, "If I hadn't noticed that your sword array qi had blocked me, maybe I would have believed it." ”
What Ling Qi saw under his golden eyes was not a few sword formations encircling and suppressing the Asking Peak, but these few people from the Asking Peaks were pulling these sword formations that had not cooperated, although it was a bit laborious, but I had to say that this method was the most headache for him.
Looking at Ling Qi, who had already withdrawn from the scope of the sword array, this disciple had a hint of appreciation on his face, and sighed softly: "It is rumored that your sword path is deficient, but in my opinion, I am afraid that your understanding of sword path is still not something that ordinary disciples can catch up with." ”
"I'll just think you're complimenting me." Ling Qi didn't dare to relax, and continued to keep a safe distance, yesterday's breaking of the formation also made the young man understand that his current realm could not allow himself to come nonsense, if he did it again today, I was afraid that he would have to lie in bed and rest for ten days and half a month.
The two sides were at a stalemate like this, and then what made Ling Qi dumbfounded was that he saw a pretty girl panting and running towards him, saying, "It's not fair for you to bully more and less like this." ”
Listening to this rather familiar line, the disciples who asked Qingfeng on the other side were also a little overwhelmed, their actions were completely arranged by the sect, but these internal situations were naturally not something that ordinary disciples could explain, and the movements that they wanted to make a move stopped for a while.
Ling Qi looked at this girl and felt a little interesting, and asked softly, "Isn't the girl worried that I can't beat you and leave you directly?" ”
"My uncle said you wouldn't."
"You are?" The woman's answer made Ling Qi even more puzzled.
"The Qian family has hundreds of dollars."