Kujue looked at Yun Xiang, his eyes were worried and helpless: "The poor monk has returned to the temple first, the little uncle must take care of himself, if he encounters trouble, he must inform the poor monk...... I'm going to come back soon. ”

Yun Xiang raised his hands and folded his hands and saluted Kujue, who hurriedly returned the salute, and then turned to Jing Youhua and Ling Tuan and shouted, "Devil, come again!"

"No, no. Cheng Zhaozhao hurriedly stepped forward to stop: "Master Kujue, don't worry, they won't hurt Master Yun, I promise!"

"But ......" Kujue, where can I rest assured that these two demons.

Ling Tuan snorted coldly: "Don't go yet!"

"Go, go, let's go now, Master Yun, you come with me. ”

As soon as Cheng Zhaozhao beckoned Yun Xiang to step forward, Ling Tuan raised his hand and waved, and several figures disappeared suddenly.

"Uncle Xiaoshi!" Kujue sighed with a bitter face: "Amitabha." ”

......

Thousands of miles in the sky, there was a floating cloud slowly floating across the sky, Yun Xiang sat at the front of the floating cloud, looking at the giant peak not far away.

Cheng Zhaozhao was beside Yunxiang, looking down at Qianli's crooked feet: "Qianli, when I go back, I will take you to Lingzhi Hall, your feet will definitely be fine." ”

"Giggles!" Thousands of miles nestled in Cheng Zhaozhao's arms, comfortably enjoying Cheng Zhaozhao's rare gentle treatment.

Cheng Zhaozhao smoothed its feathers, but secretly wrote down Jianzhen Zhenren and Qin Yan in his heart, and said: "It's urgent to come back this time, your injured revenge has not been avenged, and if you meet them next time, you must make them look good." ”

Especially Qin Yan, she came to her three times and twice to find trouble, if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, even if Qin Yan is behind Mu Shengmen, she must be made to pay the price.

"Why wait until next time, I'll send someone to take their lives. Behind him came the voice of Ling Tuan.

"This is not good, will it be too troublesome for the sixth senior brother. Cheng Zhaozhao turned his head and said embarrassedly.

Although she didn't want to rely on the momentum of the sixth senior brother to settle personal grievances, she thought that Jairus Zhenren was a well-known treacherous and evil cultivator, and when she met Jairus Zhenren next time, she wouldn't know that it was the Year of the Monkey.

She is unwilling to keep such a scourge, and cleaning him up as soon as possible is also for the benefit of the common people as soon as possible.

"It's a gesture. Ling Tuan said.

"Then thank you Sixth Senior Brother......"

Ling Tuan saw Cheng Zhaozhao's look of 'conspiracy succeeded', and immediately said: "Heh, some revenge is enough to avenge in person, and since Mushengmen has a grudge with you, he will keep it for you to solve by himself." ”

"This is natural. "Cheng Zhaozhao is good to see it right now.

"Thank you, Sixth Senior Brother, are you thirsty, Sixth Senior Brother? ”

Cheng Zhaozhao, who had finished offering some courtesy, turned his head and said, "Master Yun, that is Tianfeng, our Cangjian Sect is there." ”

"Dongling Cangjian is the place where the final spirit is beautiful, and the little monk has already heard of it. ”

The sun was blazing overhead, and the two of them held a spirit umbrella and communicated harmoniously, gradually forgetting Ling Tuan, who was leaning on the floating clouds behind them.

Ling Tuan closed his eyes, and suddenly a transmission note suddenly reached his hand.

"Stinky boy, did you bring Xiao Jiu back? You belong to a snail, so slow......"

Before the transmission note could be heard, a fire condensed into Ling Tuan's palm and burned it clean.

Cheng Zhaozhao in front of him silently shrunk his neck, on the way home, he had heard countless transmission notes, all of which were sent by the senior sister without exception.

"Senior sister, it's almost here. Cheng Zhaozhao sent another letter to Hua Huang.

Although Senior Sister had already received many notes from her reply, she just liked to send them to Ling Tuan, and then then counted them down to him.

Cheng Zhaozhao felt that the senior sister was obviously deliberate.

The air pressure around Ling Tuan's body was getting lower and lower, and he could have taken them back quickly from the void, but he had to sit on the slowest floating clouds, and he swayed all the way to this place for half a month.

And this morning, after entering the territory of the Cangjian Sect, Jing Youhua said goodbye and left, and the air pressure around Ling Tuan's body was even lower.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the Cangjian Sect to finally arrive.

"Sixth Senior Brother, thank you for taking care of me all the way. In front of the mountain gate, Cheng Zhaozhao gave an apologetic salute, but when he looked up, there was still a shadow of Ling Tuan in front of him.

"He's gone. Yun Xiang said.

"Let's go. Cheng Zhaozhao felt that when the sixth senior brother came back next time, he must thank him well.

"Please, Master Yun, I'll take you to the Huixian Hall first. Cheng Zhaozhao led Yun Xiang inside.

Towering mountains, strange people, from the mountain gate into the Huixian Palace, and then take Yunxiang to visit the Cangjian Sect, along the way met a lot of hurried disciples.

Cheng Zhaozhao grabbed a disciple and asked, "What happened?"

The disciple's face was excited, and he said, "Uncle Mu's competition is about to start, let's hurry to the martial arts arena." ”

"Competition?"

"Don't you know that this senior uncle still doesn't know? The preliminary round of the sect competition is coming to an end, and now the participants in the competition are all elite disciples of the inner sect, and the competition is very intense. ”

After being reminded by this disciple, Cheng Zhaozhao thought that when he left, Dabi's primary election had already begun.

"Thanks for the reminder. ”

The disciple confessed and hurriedly rushed towards the martial arts arena.

"Little Master Yun, do you want to go and have a look?" I forgot to ask this Uncle Mu that Mu Shengxun was talking about, but it had already aroused Cheng Zhaozhao's interest.

"It's fine. Although Yun Xiang didn't have anything on his face, there was still some little excitement in his eyes.

Cheng Zhaozhao led him towards the martial arts arena and said, "There is no such sect competition in the Pure Dust Temple?"

"Yes. Yun Xiang said: "The Buddhist cultivation in the temple has a competition of learning Buddhism and Buddha power every ten years, and the point is up. During the 100-year period of Tianchuhui, there were also disciples in the Pure Dust Temple who would go. ”

"Have you ever participated in a competition?"

"Not yet. ”

"Ha, I haven't yet. It seems that I came back just in time to catch up with Dabi. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was happy and worried, happy that he could compete with many elite disciples in the sect, and he was excited when he thought about it. The worry is that this trip to the experience of going out to practice was originally to find the sword spirit of the sword, but I didn't expect to encounter so many things along the way, and I came back without any gain.

The entire martial arts arena was filled with the shouts of countless disciples.

The martial arts platform of the Cangjian Sect is divided into three layers, the first floor is the Qi training disciple competition platform, the second floor is the foundation building disciples, and then the top is the Jindan monk. There are ten competition platforms on each floor, such as the martial arts arena of the Yuanying Monk is no longer here.

Cheng Zhaozhao took Yunxiang to shuttle between the second-floor test benches, and found the test bench that the previous disciple said without much effort. Because the viewing platform here was full, many disciples climbed to the dome above the viewing ceremony to watch.

Cheng Zhaozhao finally found the positions in the two corners, although the vision was not good, but the competition had already begun, so he couldn't care about looking for it again.

For the first time, Yun Xiang experienced the taste of standing side by side with the monks, a little novel and a little cramped.

Cheng Zhaozhao pointed to the slender monk who was dressed in a dark robe and said, "Little Master Yun, you see, that is Mu Shengxun, the disciple of Tianchen Zhenjun. ”