The dust washing building opened, Liang Banhu and Qijian walked out, and the priest of the palace announced that Qijian was the winner, causing an uproar in the audience, but they themselves did not react, whispering something, as if they didn't care that there were tears everywhere on their clothes, blood stains everywhere, and there were still remnants of the Holy Light treatment between their clothes.

They descended the stone steps and walked towards the stream, continuing to whisper as they went.

Some candidates got closer, only to hear that the two brothers were actually participating in the previous battle with each other, you didn't use this trick correctly, and that trick was too slow......

Over the years, the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God have been the idols or targets of many young generation of cultivators, and the battle examples of these seven disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect have been circulated in the world, and they are a topic that many people talk about.

But few people have seen a battle between their brothers and sisters.

Until today, people don't know why the younger generation of the Lishan Sword Sect is so powerful, and why the light of the Seven Laws of the Divine Kingdom is so dazzling.

When they fight with each other, they show no effort, but they do not hold grudges, because in their eyes, these are just ordinary things.

Doing this ordinary thing every day is extraordinary, how is it not strong from the mountain?

Tang Thirty-six looked at the four disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect on the side of the stream, and said with some loss: "It turns out that it is a matter of course that I lost to Liang Banhu, and the seven are far better than me. ”

Losing and strengthening here refers not to realm strength, but to something else.

"We can learn from them," Chen said. ”

Tang Thirty-six glanced at him and said, "How do you learn? Don't you realize that Liang Banhu is also very happy to lose, and he is really happy." ”

"Huh?"

"They were happy that they could play their swords without worrying about being crippled or dying. ”

"So?"

"I'm not this kind of monster, I can't learn, I throw in the towel. ”

From entering the Imperial Palace in the early morning to then entering the Academy Palace in the Aoba World, from the Zhaowen Hall to the Dust Washing Building, there are not many priests who appear in front of the candidates, but in fact, the entire Imperial Palace, more precisely, the entire national education system is serving the Great Imperial Examination, and there are many priests who cannot be seen by the candidates doing all kinds of work, and it is very difficult to want to die in the Imperial Imperial Examination.

When he walked into the dust washing building again, Chen Changsheng deliberately glanced upstairs and didn't see anyone, and then he saw his opponent.

In the third round of the battle, his opponent was a little girl, who was the little junior sister of the Holy Maiden Peak who taunted and humiliated him on the Shinto side that day, and was finally scolded and cried by Tang Thirty-six, Ye Xiaolian.

The Holy Maiden Peak, like the Immortal Sect, are the two major sects in the southern state religion system, with many mountain gates under their jurisdiction, Ye Xiaolian is from Cijian Temple, and in the information provided by the Church Office for the National Religious College, it is very clearly noted that this little girl has good cultivation qualifications, and when she reaches the age, she may directly enter Nanxi Zhai, of course, she can only enter the outer gate to practice.

No matter how good the cultivation qualifications are, Ye Xiaolian's age is too young, as one of the youngest contestants in the Great Dynasty Examination, her realm is very unstable, logically speaking, it is difficult to enter the third round of the battle, but her luck is excellent, the first round is extremely smooth, the opponent in the second round is a folk student who can only participate in the Great Dynasty Examination through the guò preparatory examination, her realm is similar to that of the opponent, the true yuan is not as deep as the opponent, and finally she relied on the mountain gate magic weapon that she pushed with her, so she won this by luck, she threw herself into the arms of her sister and cried after she came out of the dust washing building, and she was pleasantly surprised。

In the third round of the draw, she heard Chen Changsheng's name, and she knew that her good luck was finally over.

Ye Xiaolian looked at Chen Changsheng, his immature little face was full of nervousness and anxiety, and he turned slightly pale.

On the Shinto that day, she scolded Chen Changsheng for being a toad who wanted to eat phoenix meat, she always thought that Chen Changsheng was a useless waste, but who would have thought that Chen Changsheng had actually connected two rounds, and in the last round, he defeated Huo Guang of Huaiyuan, which was different from her excellent luck, relying on her own strength.

Ye Xiaolian knew that he was not Chen Changsheng's opponent, and thinking that he had offended this person, he was even more nervous.

At this moment, the voice of the examiner came from the second floor: "Ready, let's start." ”

Chen Changsheng looked at Ye Xiaolian and nodded.

After being glanced at by him, Ye Xiaolian was uncontrollably afraid, her eyes were slightly red, and her dress trembled slightly.

Chen Changsheng was slightly stunned, thinking to himself what was wrong?

Ye Xiaolian was really scared, his body kept trembling, and the string of bells on his wrist also trembled, making a crisp crashing sound.

The crisp sound of the bell made her sober up a little, and she mustered up her courage and threw the bell on her wrist at Chen Changsheng.

She was separated from Chen Changsheng by a distance of more than ten zhang, and the string of bells actually arrived in front of Chen Changsheng in an instant.

This string of bells is the Sanskrit sound bell of Cijian Temple's mountain gate magic weapon, which cannot be compared with legendary magic weapons such as Qianli Button at all, but it is also extremely powerful, not much weaker than the umbrella that fell in the Tiandao Academy encountered in the first round of battle, otherwise she would not be able to directly defeat her opponent in the second round with this magic weapon.

I don't know what metal this string of bells is made of, there is a faint sword intent in the tether, and there is a certain aura hidden in the crisp voice, which can interfere with the operation of the cultivator's true yuan, but Ye Xiaolian's luck seems to have really run out in the first few rounds, and her opponent Chen Changsheng at this time is the weakest number of true yuan, and he doesn't need the true yuan to fight.

He struck forward with his right fist, and then his fingers spread out in the air, blooming like a flower, and he grabbed the string of Sanskrit bells with extreme accuracy.

The Sanskrit sound bell kept trembling in the palm of his hand, looking like he was struggling, transmitting a huge amount of power to all sides, and at the same time, the aura that interfered with the operation of the true yuan became more and more powerful.

The true element operation in Chen Changsheng's body was indeed greatly affected, the problem was that even if Sanskrit Yin Ling didn't do anything, his true yuan operation would have been difficult to smooth, and his meridians would have been broken.

He didn't use the true yuan, just relied on the strength of his body, and held this string of Sanskrit bells tightly in his hand.

When!when!

Sanskrit trembled violently, struggling, trying to jump out of his grasp, but never to.

After a few breaths, the Sanskrit bell finally quieted down and stopped in the palm of his hand.

Ye Xiaolian looked at this scene, completely forgetting that he was fighting, and covered his mouth with his hand, extremely surprised.

The Sanskrit sound bell was given to her by the teacher of Cijian Temple, she knew very well how much power this string of Sanskrit sound bells carried when it was flying, it was difficult to be charged, she had thought that Chen Changsheng could have many methods, and it was easy to make the Sanskrit sound bell ineffective, but she never thought that Chen Changsheng actually held the Sanskrit sound bell directly with the palm of his hand.

The crisp ringing of the bell disappeared, and there was silence in the dust-washing building.

Ye Xiaolian was shocked and speechless, and had no next move at all.

Chen Changsheng didn't continue to make a move, holding the string of bells and looking at the second floor.

The room on the second floor was still quiet, I don't know if it was because of Chen Changsheng's inhuman power, or for some other reason, no one spoke.

Mo Yu said indifferently: "Do you really think that he will humiliate a little girl? He is not Tang Tang." ”

This sentence exposes some hidden intentions and makes a conclusion.

A priest from the palace appeared on the railing on the second floor, looked at Ye Xiaolian and asked, "Admit defeat?"

Ye Xiaolian nodded, her eyes slightly red.

Chen Changsheng put the Fanyin bell on the yellow sand at his feet, turned around and walked towards the outside of the dust washing building.

He didn't speak ill of the little girl who had humiliated him, and he didn't pay attention to her.

Ye Xiaolian looked at his steps in a daze, and suddenly felt a little helpless.

Previously, she was ready to be defeated by Chen Changsheng and then humiliated, but she didn't expect him to do so.

Out of the dust washing building, Chen Changsheng walked back to the forest.

Ye Xiaolian walked back to her senior sister, raised her sleeves, and wiped her tears.

"Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

Tang Thirty-six looked at Chen Changsheng and said with a sneer, "Then who have I become?"

Chen Changsheng asked, "Then what would you do if it were you?"

Tang Thirty-six thought about it and found that he couldn't do anything. He doesn't like the little girl named Ye Xiaolian, it's okay to be mean, because the quarrel relies on writing exercises and lung capacity and shameless Cheng Dù, but he can't really beat her, right?

The next one to appear is Luoluo.

Of the four Huaiyuan scholars who participated in the Great Dynasty Examination, there are still two left, and her opponent this time is the other person besides Zhong Hui.

She and the scholar of Huaiyuan walked into the dust washing building.

Footsteps rang out from the second floor.

Some of the big men came to the window to watch the fight. They were really curious about what His Highness Luoluo had reached now, and he could actually make Tianji Pavilion change the list of Qingyun List. In the first round, the opponent Luoluo met was too weak, and in the second round, Tianhai Shengxue directly abstained, so this round must be played, right?

Luoluo untied the rain whip from his side, looked at the scholar of Huaiyuan and said, "You take out the sword first." ”

She was polite and polite to Chen Changsheng in the National Education Academy, well-behaved, and occasionally coquettish, but her momentum when facing others was completely different, at the Qingteng Banquet, whether it was the Heavenly Dao Academy Sect or the Elder of the Little Pine Palace who left the mountain, she was completely ignored by her, not to mention this scholar of the Huai Academy.

She is not deliberately condescending and domineering, but she is graceful and calm, and her words are indifferent, so she has a kind of nobility and prestige.

The scholar's expression changed slightly, and he slowly drew his long sword from its sheath.

His movements were slow, but the sound of his sword unsheathed was crisp.

Bang!

A bright sword light instantly swept over a distance of more than ten zhang and came to Luoluo's eyes!

Falling eyes didn't blink, and eyelashes didn't tremble a bit.

Pale yellow!

The rain whip in her hand danced wildly.

Zhong Shan's Wind and Rain Sword carried the incomparably majestic True Yuan, easily annihilated the sword light, and then attacked the scholar of Huaiyuan on the opposite side.

The school palace is a small world, and the sense of heaven and earth is more sensitive, and as she casts the Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword, a vision appears in the blue sky.

Out of nowhere, a dark cloud drifted in, enveloping the entire dust-washing building.

Then it started to rain.

Just like before the battle began, the black eaves of the Dust Washing Building were washed again.

She used the rain whip, and the rain drops were the whip heads.

The raindrops fell on the eaves and on the yellow sand, making a crackling sound.

It's like the sound of a whip on a person.

The rain gradually fell, the torrential rain poured, and the rain curtain in the dust washing building was dense, and it was no longer possible to see.

Occasionally, a sword light flashed, and it was instantly swallowed up by the torrential rain.

A moment later, an extremely crisp sound sounded in the building, pop!

The rainstorm stopped.

The scholar of Huaiyuan fell weakly in the corner, covered in scars, blood mixed with rain.

His face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of despair.

It was desperation after being crushed by absolute power.

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(One, a few days ago, Cijian Temple was written as Hujian Temple, and I found time to change it.) Second, when the Sanskrit bell is dang, everyone knows what kind of song I want to sing. Three, Ye Xiaolian looked at Chen Changsheng's footsteps in a daze, she turned out to be so helpless, she was a child, so of course this was the song. See you tomorrow. ）