When there are thick clouds on the Tianfeng all year round and a sufficient amount of water vapor is condensed, it begins to rain, especially in late summer and early autumn, when this rain is more frequent.

The disciples who lived under the Zhitian Peak had long been accustomed to it, and every time they went out at this time, they would rush out like a sharp arrow, and at the same time, they automatically put an umbrella on their heads to reduce the possibility of being caught in the rain.

It was only because the rain that fell from the Finger Heaven Peak was cold that it was difficult for a disciple who had not cultivated well to bear the cold.

Luo Lan stood at the foot of the Pointing Heaven Peak Cliff, stretching out his hands and facing the sky.

The rain fell on her azure robes and delicate face, with a hint of coolness, as if she had returned to the Northern Abyss Honghu Sect, and her intuition was extremely comfortable.

There is a striking white path under the Tianfeng that winds its way up.

Luo Lan came today to explore the legendary Zhitian Peak, and I heard from the senior sisters in the door that this peak is the most mysterious place in the Cangjian Sect.

And she loves these mysteries.

Luo Lan turned into a drop of water, followed the path and flew up.

"That's a disciple of the Honghu Sect?"

Outside a cave under the peak, two disciples happened to see this scene.

Another disciple nodded and said, "Most of the subtle water condensation techniques are the young disciples of the Honghu Sect who have traveled in the sect recently. ”

"Guess where you can go?"

"It's time to come down in half an hour. ”

"You're so underestimating people?"

"For so many years, I can't fight even halfway up the mountain, not even the clouds. ”

"That's you, but I'm at the Crane Goose Pavilion. ”

"Admire, admire!"

"False praise. ”

Saying that, the two disciples drifted apart.

......

"Come on, come on!"

"The new disciple Cheng Zhaozhao fought against Senior Brother Lu Zizhao, and the bloody battle was clear, and it was not clear whether he wanted a spirit stone!"

On a stall in the market, Ye Yizhou stood tall, holding the latest psychic record in his hand and shouting.

"I want two psychic books!"

"Mine, give it to me! I'm going to bring a copy to my little brother!"

"My Senior Sister Cheng, I'm here!"

After a burst of scrambling, the newly burned batch of psychic records were sold, and Ye Yizhou was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Ten, twenty ......"

Ye Yizhou counted the spirit stones, and a pair of plain hands appeared in front of him.

"Sold out, sold out, please be early tomorrow. Ye Yizhou turned sideways and avoided the hand.

But he didn't want that hand to come to his eyes again.

Don't you see he's busy?

Ye Yizhou raised his head suddenly, and said impatiently: "I said it was sold out-"

When he saw the female disciple in front of him who was looking at him with his hand stretched out and looked at him with a smile, Ye Yizhou hurriedly put on a smiling face and got up and said, "Yo, Senior Sister Cheng, what kind of wind is blowing you here." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao hooked his finger at him and said, "Senior Brother Yizhou, how many spirit stones did you earn just now?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Ye Yizhou put away the storage bag and took the lead: "You are too unrighteous, you don't even call me if there is such a thing." It cost me a lot of spirit stones to buy this shadow talisman from a senior brother. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao snapped his fingers and said, "Didn't I want to send you some news? I read it, and I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll come back next time. ”

Saying that, Cheng Zhaozhao turned around and wanted to leave.

Ye Yizhou stopped at the moment: "Don't, Senior Sister Cheng, you finally came here, you see how you can go back empty-handed." By the way, I just earned a sum of spirit stones, thanks to Senior Sister Cheng's competition, na, here are three thousand spirit stones. ”

"So much for me? Cheng Zhaozhao shook his head in embarrassment.

"Not much, no more, I heard that Senior Sister Cheng was seriously injured, so I took these spirit stones back to buy some spiritual liquid to replenish my body. Ye Yizhou hurriedly took out the spirit stone and put it into a storage bag and stuffed it into Cheng Zhaozhao's hand.

"How embarrassing is that. Cheng Zhaozhao said and quickly took the storage bag.

Ye Yizhou led Cheng Zhaozhao to the stall and sat down, and said, "The news that Senior Sister Fang Cai said—"

"Huh?"

Cheng Zhaozhao was puzzled: "What news?"

"You, didn't you just say that there was news to be delivered?

Is it the new "Eagle Strikes the Sky"?

Don't you know that many disciples have come to ask when this will come out next...... Ye Yizhou didn't breathe, and directly asked a series of questions.

"Eagle Strikes the Sky?"

"Yes, yes. Is there any?" Ye Yizhou looked at Cheng Zhaozhao expectantly.

"Not really. Cheng Zhaozhao spread his hands.

“......”

Then what are you doing here? Are you teasing me? Ye Yizhou slandered.

"Well, there is another money-making idea to share with you. ”

Ye Yizhou regained hope and looked at Cheng Zhaozhao with burning eyes.

Cheng Zhaozhao whispered a few words in his ear, and saw that Ye Yizhou's eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

"Hey, you're Cheng Zhaozhao!"

In front of the stall, a disciple pointed to Cheng Zhaozhao and said.

Hearing this, many disciples stopped and surrounded the stall.

Cheng Zhaozhao got up and said, "That's right, I am." ”

With a 'whoosh', a battle order flew over.

Cheng Zhaozhao raised his hand to block it, and the battle order was blocked again.

"Senior Sister Cheng, what do you mean at this time?"

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "I should ask you this sentence, right?"

The disciple had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was quite handsome, and when he heard this, he said: "I am giving Senior Sister Cheng a battle order! I have seen the shadow talisman of the battle between Senior Sister Cheng and Senior Brother Lu, and Senior Sister is very powerful." ”

"Thank you for the compliment, it's amazing. Cheng Zhaozhao smiled modestly.

"So Senior Sister Cheng, please accept my battle order and fight with me!" the disciple handed over the battle order again.

Not only him, but also many disciples standing around him also handed out battle orders.

Cheng Zhaozhao held his forehead and gave Ye Yizhou a look by covering it.

Ye Yizhou understood at the moment, stepped forward and said, "Wait, senior brothers, listen to me." ”

"What do you have to say, we are here to give Senior Sister Cheng a battle order. ”

"Could it be that Senior Sister Cheng looks down on us and thinks we are unworthy?"

"Lu Zizhao can do it, why can't we?"

Cheng Zhaozhao coughed lightly.

Ye Yizhou hurriedly said: "Misunderstanding, everyone is angry, things are not what you think." ”

"You see, Senior Sister Cheng was seriously injured after the last competition, and this injury has not healed until now.

Look at her thin as a bean sprout, and her face is as white as a Western Pole ghost cultivator, how can she fight against you?"

At that moment, a disciple handed out a porcelain bottle: "Here is the best Yangyuan Dan, senior sister may wish to eat a few, presumably this injury will be healed soon." ”

"Thank you, brother. Cheng Zhaozhao didn't accept it.

Ye Yizhou said again: "Even if this injury is healed, the battle order of so many of you, when will she have to fight?"

"Don't you senior brothers know that we have a lot of schoolwork and have to cultivate, so where do we usually have so much free time? ”

"Besides, if you are injured every time you fight with your senior brothers, how will Senior Sister Cheng's body suffer?"