Time flowed slowly, and another two months had passed, but Lin Zhuo had stayed obediently in the small courtyard during this time, after all, there were too many people from the Ghost King Sect outside, so it was better to avoid them.

On this day, Lin Zhuo pushed open the door of the house, but there was an extra figure in the courtyard that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Xiao Yicai saw Lin Zhuo come out of the house, frowned slightly, and then stretched out, and nodded, "Senior sister." ”

Lin Zhuo was slightly surprised when he heard this, he knew that Xiao Yicai had rarely contacted him in the past two years, as if he had completely forgotten about this place.

If he hadn't been able to see his code occasionally, Lin Zhuo would have gone to him in person.

At this time, looking at him, he seemed to be in a hurry to find himself, and hurriedly asked, "Senior brother, is there something wrong?"

Xiao Yicai pursed his lips and said, "I have thoroughly comprehended the blood refining array, and now I can enter the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave at any time, I need you to leave to Qingyun immediately and inform the head master of this matter." ”

After that, he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Lin Zhuo, and said: "You put this letter in the hands of the head master, he will understand after reading it." ”

Hearing this, Lin Zhuo took the letterhead and said with a straight face: "How long can you delay?"

Xiao Yicai groaned slightly in his heart and said, "One month at most, and half a month at the shortest." ”

Lin Zhuo frowned, and said, "It's definitely too late, I'll leave now, you can act when you see the opportunity, and if you really can't do it, just go in." ”

Xiao Yicai nodded and said, "That's the only way, I wanted to tell you earlier, but I really couldn't find time to sneak out, I also have to go back, this time is special." ”

After that, he didn't even drink a sip of water, turned around and went straight to the courtyard gate.

Lin Zhuo looked at Xiao Yicai's back, and said in his heart that he should be careful about everything, so he also woke up the ten bowls of cultivation, and after cleaning up a little, Jiuyan turned into a purple rainbow with a wave of his hand, wrapped the two of them and rushed to the sky.

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Qingyun Gate, Tongtian Peak, Sea of Clouds.

It was the first day of the Seven Veins Martial Arts, and this place, which is rare in human relations on weekdays, is now full of people.

In the huge white jade square, there are already eight large platforms, built of waist-thick giant trees, separated from each other by more than ten zhang, arranged in the direction of gossip.

Under the stage of the largest "Qian" seat in the middle, a tall red list of several people stood up, and the signatures and names of the disciples participating in the competition were written in gold-cut characters the size of a bowl.

Looking around, I saw that under that stage, the Qingyunmen disciples were crowded, crowded and crowded, and there were four or five hundred people to say the least.

It is estimated that at least more than half of the Qingyunmen people in the square are gathered under this stage, especially the male disciples of the younger generation.

In the crowd, two young figures were struggling to squeeze under the stands, one of them with an ordinary face, a coarse gray robe, and an ugly black stick pinned to his waist.

The other person was dressed in a brocade robe and had a handsome face. At this moment, he was pulling the ordinary-looking boy with excitement on his face and squeezing forward.

The people around who looked at the clothes and decorations were disciples of Fenghui Peak, and they all smiled, and one of the tall men even smiled: "Hehe, it's too late." ”

The brocade-robed young man ignored him and squeezed in, and the disciples of Feng Huifeng were obviously very kind to this person, and they all got out of the way one by one, and even the person who was pulled in was squeezed in.

It didn't take long for the two of them to get into the inner circle, and the sight here was really good, only to see seven or eight people sitting closest to the ring, the head of Qingyun Sect, the real Dao Xuan Zhenren, the first Cangsong Daoist of Longshou Peak, and the first Shuiyue Master of Xiaozhu Peak were all present, and most of the others were also famous elders of various veins.

And behind them, all the disciples of Qingyun were standing densely, and the most eye-catching Xiaozhufeng and other beautiful disciples were standing behind Master Shuiyue, but the closest to Master Shuiyue was a beautiful woman in white, at this moment she was still as cold as frost, incomparably beautiful, attracting countless eyes.

It was Lu Xueqi himself, but for some reason, it looked a little colder at this time than a few years ago.

While everyone was whispering, Lu Xueqi took a step forward and saluted Master Shuiyue who was sitting on the chair, and Master Shuiyue nodded lightly and said, "Go ahead." ”

Lu Xueqi responded, put on her whole clothes, gently held the magic trick with her right hand, and looked at the stage with a pair of bright and beautiful eyes. At this moment, the faint cloud qi that was originally on the white jade slab under her feet suddenly swirled rapidly towards her from all directions.

Soon, a white cloud formed at Lu Xueqi's feet, and then, I saw Lu Xueqi like a fairy, and the whole person slowly rose in this white cloud, floated into the air, and moved to the platform.

The mountain wind blew, the white clouds fluttered like the softest and most beautiful silk, Lu Xueqi's clothes fluttered, her complexion was like snow, and she was unbelievably beautiful, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens falling into the mortal dust, which made people feel a little awe-inspiring when they loved and pity.

The audience suddenly shouted, and the two of them were taken aback by surprise, and then the brocade-clothed young man raised his elbow and pushed the cloth-clothed young man, and said excitedly: "How about it, Xiaofan, I didn't lie to you, I heard that Lu Xueqi's entry time is not very long, and the cultivation is unpredictable not to mention for the time being, if you talk about beauty, it is definitely her!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, the cloth-clothed young man next to him turned out to be Zhang Xiaofan of the big bamboo peak, he glanced at the brocade-clothed young man with a little disgust, and then said: "Senior Brother Zeng, the way you drool is really obscene." ”

The brocade-clothed young man next to him was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but Zhang Xiaofan looked at the people of Xiaozhufeng as if he suddenly remembered something.

After carefully searching for a long time, he frowned slightly, and asked the young man in brocade, "Senior Brother Zeng, isn't there another Senior Sister Lin in Xiaozhufeng?"

The young man in brocade was stunned when he heard this, and after a little thought, he replied, "Yes, why haven't I heard of it?"

Zhang Xiaofan was also stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Yes, she likes to wear black clothes, she is very tall, and she is very beautiful." ”

The brocade-clothed young man rolled his eyes and said, "Impossible, last year I went to pass the word to Master Shuiyue on behalf of my father, but I have been to Xiaozhufeng in person, if there is such a beautiful senior sister, can I not pay attention?"

After that, he looked at Zhang Xiaofan strangely, and said, "You won't be... Hey, hey, hey. ”

Zhang Xiaofan looked at his lewd smile, opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

And just when the two were talking, there was already another Longshoufeng disciple standing on the stage, and with a bell, this Longshoufeng disciple hugged his fists and said, "Senior Sister Lu, be careful!"

Lu Xueqi looked at him coldly and didn't say anything.

The disciple was slightly embarrassed, and with a wave of his hand, a silver-white long sword with a faint chill was sacrificed.

After a while, a layer of frost white had been covered within three feet of this person, but Lu Xueqi still looked at it coldly as if she hadn't seen it.

Although Lu Xueqi didn't make any moves, and this 'Tianya' didn't merge with the master like the immortal sword that most people cultivated, but from the disciples of Longshou Peak on the stage to all the Qingyunmen people in the audience, no one dared to despise it.

On the path of cultivating the truth, psychic magic weapons can often be combined with the master after the master's long-term cultivation, and they can be sacrificed when they are used, which is very convenient.

But there are some strange magic weapons, because their own spirituality is too strong for the human body to bear, so they can't do this, and can only be carried by the owner. But this kind of magic weapon is often the treasure of the immortal family, the power is great, the deeper the master's cultivation, the more amazing the power exerted, the treasure of Qingyunmen Zhenmen - the ancient sword 'Zhu Xian', Lin Zhuo's 'Jiuyan', all belong to this category.

The dragon head peak brother had good luck for a long time, but when he saw that Lu Xueqi was still unmoved, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart, and with a light snort, the long sword in front of him went straight towards Lu Xueqi.

Seeing that the long sword had arrived, Lu Xueqi turned over with one hand, and the 'Tianya' had already appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the flying long sword bounced back as if it had been devoured by thunder.

In the midst of everyone's astonished gaze, she stood in mid-air and exhaled softly.

After raising his hand and throwing the 'Tianya' sheath into the air, he gently pinched the law with his bare hands, and his heart was slightly urged, and the 'Tianya' suddenly made a clear sound, the blue light was released, and the rui gas was steaming.

Everyone on the field only felt that the blue light was overwhelming, and it actually enveloped the entire stands.

What no one noticed was that a light purple light came from the sky, and after a circle in the air, it fell straight to this side.

The face of the disciple of the Dragon Head Peak changed slightly, and he raised his hand and laid down three cold and awe-inspiring ice walls in front of him.

In mid-air, Lu Xueqi's eyes were as bright as stars, and her black hair was fluttering in the wind, her style was peerless and moving.

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