Lin Xuanzhen felt that it was quite interesting for Bai Shuang to see such a person by his side, chattering and bickering.

"Either let me call you Xiaobai, or you call me Grandma?" Lin Xuanzhen smiled and rubbed his head and said.

Bai Shuang saw that he slapped away the senior sister's hand, and once again felt the happiness of being surrounded by aura, but he was still dissatisfied in his mouth: "Call you grandma, isn't it my father who is also a generation shorter?" No, Xiaobai can't be called, I'm the leader of the Young Alliance of the Scattered Cultivation League!"

"There are quite a lot of opinions, okay, then Frost?" Lin Xuanzhen reluctantly agreed with the principle of not letting him be too fried and not making him too comfortable.

"......" White Frost finally gave up the struggle because the ring had arrived.

There were ten rings on the competition square, four of which were in the foundation building period, and three each in the qi refining period and the Jindan period.

Coincidentally, Ren Qi was the first to be picked, and she had already fought in the B ring during the foundation building period.

After all, she had been married to Dan and had been trained for several years, and her beauty in appearance, solid foundation, and rich fighting experience made her outstanding among this large number of disciples in the foundation building period.

This allowed her to defeat the male disciple who was also in the early stage of foundation building and had started a few years earlier than her in just a few breaths.

The male disciple was still immersed in her beauty, and he was already slapped out of the ring with a palm, and the onlookers let out a boo.

Ren Qi got out of the ring and saw that Lin Xuanzhen had also come to participate in the sect's small competition with a white-haired child, so he naturally greeted him and greeted him: "Senior sister, are you here to watch the battle?"

Lin Xuanzhen shook the disciple's jade card in front of her, "No, I'm also here to compete." ”

"Senior sister, what is your ...... number?"

"Zhujia one thousand and twenty-five, you are a B number, fortunately you are not in the same ring as you, so we don't have to fight against each other. ”

Ren Qi's heart was tightened and loosened by Lin Xuanzhen's words, and she was also very worried that she would face up to the senior sister.

If she fights, she will definitely lose, and if she admits defeat, she will not be able to pass this hurdle herself.

Bai Shuang saw that he came back to his senses from his daze, Ren Qi was born with a strange fragrance, and even he, the leader of the Young Alliance of the Scattered Cultivation League, who had read all the beauties, was stunned.

Last time he was a demon body, he didn't feel anything when he saw Ren Qi, but this time it was a human body, and the impact was completely different.

The Scattered Cultivation Alliance is very good at intelligence gathering, and he has heard that "the first beauty in the Southwest Prefecture is more beautiful than the first beauty in the cultivation realm", but he only exaggerated it before.

Now seeing is believing, but I think of the reason why she is not the number one beauty in the cultivation world.

In this way, he was not at all surprised by the strange dialogue pattern between the two of them.

With Ren Qi's expression and Senior Sister's answer, he could roughly guess what Ren Qi said.

At the same time, Qiu Zhengyang was in the C-shaped ring, and he was fighting inseparably.

Fighting against him was a sword cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

The two used the Basic Thirteen Sword Technique to make a few moves to each other, and Qiu Zhengyang became more and more courageous, but the ordinary spirit sword in his hand obviously couldn't withstand hundreds of powerful impacts, and cracks had already appeared.

"What's the matter with Senior Brother Qiu, why don't you use the Ziyang Sword I gave him?" Lin Xuanzhen asked suspiciously.

Ren Qi and Qiu Zhengyang also often have a discussion on weekdays, so they naturally know the Ziyang Sword given to him by the senior sister.

Qiu Zhengyang often shows off, but he cherishes it very much, and only takes it out and uses it when he doesn't need to fight, which is less frequent than the ordinary spirit swords distributed by the sect.

Ren Qi thought of Qiu Zhengyang's reason, and also felt very unreasonable, imitating his demeanor and tone at that time, and lowered his voice: "The sword given by Senior Sister should be cherished, Senior Brother Qiu said." ”

Her original rough voice was lowered, with some air, and with her charming and innocent beautiful face, there was a special style.

Lin Xuanzhen choked, and said for a long time: "...... But that's what the spirit sword is for!"

The Purple Yang Sword is quite spiritual, if Qiu Zhengyang uses and runs in over time, it may be able to give birth to spiritual wisdom.

"Pss

She hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Senior sister, who is this ......?"

The senior sister is 3,000 years old, and suddenly has a child, which is really imaginative.

"This is my old friend's child, and I help take care of it for a while, called Frost. Lin Xuan's casual introduction made Ren Qi breathe a sigh of relief.

But she soon wondered why she was feeling relieved.

Maybe I just hope that the senior sister will be like her, focusing on seeking the Tao!

Ren Qi nodded, feeling that there was nothing wrong with his thoughts, and he no longer paid attention to the child, but explained the rules of this sect for the senior sister.

Lin Xuanzhen listened, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that Qiu Zhengyang's first competition was about to be defeated, and she had to remind him of the divine sense.

Generally speaking, there is a formation around the ring to protect it from outside interference, but Lin Xuanzhen's divine sense transmission easily penetrates the formation.

Qiu Zhengyang was worried that the spirit sword was about to collapse, and the battle was only half underway, when he heard a familiar voice sounding in the sea of knowledge: "Senior Brother Qiu, if you don't like the Ziyang Sword, you can return it to me." The Ziyang Sword is not for you to collect!"

He quickly reacted, it was Senior Sister Lin's voice, and it seemed to be a little angry.

The distraction in the fight was very dangerous, and Qiu Zhengyang could only barely cope with it, analyzing the meaning of Lin Xuanzhen's transmission.

Senior Sister Lin shouldn't have misunderstood, right?

He didn't dislike the Purple Yang Sword!

He was just reluctant to let the sword body leave any traces, and even the slightest scratch was heartbreaking.

Thinking of this, there was a pain in his hand, and the spirit sword could no longer bear it and shattered.

The fragments of the hundred refining steel forged into the spirit sword scattered in all directions, striking the formation that surrounded the ring, and clanged and fell to the ground.

Qiu Zhengyang retreated quickly, but he could dodge the opponent's next sword, but a strand of broken hair at the corner of his forehead was cut off a little.

The disciple who fought against him was also a kind person, and when he saw this scene, he did not continue to pursue the victory, but instead took away his sword and persuaded him.

"Senior Brother Qiu, now that your sword has collapsed, there is no need to fight again, you can admit defeat yourself! Although you are also a genius, after all, the entry time is still short, and there will be many opportunities in the future!"

Qiu Zhengyang looked at him with some surprise.

This person is not bad in terms of qualifications, and his character is not bad, but he is ...... It seems to be a little too kind.

At this time, it is normal to decisively knock the opponent out of the ring, right?

Moreover, why does this kind of talk sound so harsh?

He is a dignified young city lord of Yunhe City, and he has never learned how to write the word "lose"!

Qiu Zhengyang held his breath, pulled out the Ziyang Sword hanging from his waist, and touched the spine of the sword a few times with his hand.