On the way back, Cheng Zhaozhao had already introduced many disciples to Yun Xiang, and as soon as he saw Mu Shengxun, he said: "Mu Xianyou is really like a sword in Cangshan, the edge is fully displayed, and the benefits are unstoppable. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded, but he didn't care.

Mu Sheng has found a shot!

The scene of the competition table they were in was a dense forest, and the view of both sides was blocked by countless giant trees.

Mu Shengxun ignored those trees at the beginning of the competition, and struck a sword forward, and the sudden sword qi caused a large area of trees in front of him to collapse violently, and all the leaves that fell in mid-air were condensed, turning into powder at a speed visible to the naked eye, and swept along with the cold sword light.

The disciple who fought against him was also a well-known senior brother of the Cangjian Sect, but he was losing and retreating at the moment, and he couldn't take this sword head-on.

Behind the disciple was a turbulent river, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only lean over to dodge, and the long sword in his hand was barely blocked in front of him.

With a 'bang', the senior brother flew upside down and fell heavily into the river, causing an exclamation from the viewing platform.

I couldn't even take a single move.

Mu Shengxun's hand holding the hilt of the sword did not move, and he flew to the river with a light step, and the next moment his eyes suddenly froze, and he met the sword that rushed out of the river.

I saw that the magic robe on Mu Shengxun's body was raised slightly, and the water vapor in the grass by the river suddenly froze, and countless water droplets rose around him.

Mu Shengxun rushed over with his sword, and in the face of the disciple's oncoming sword, the water droplets around him suddenly turned into countless ice cubes and rushed out.

The two swords intertwined, but the spirit sword in the disciple's hand came out of his hand, and after an arc, it fell into the river with a 'plop'.

Mu Shengxun's Liucang sword was on the neck of the senior brother, but he didn't advance an inch.

The disciple's face was ashen, and he arched his hand and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Mu for your mercy." ”

Mu Shengxun withdrew his hand, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura on his body suddenly disappeared, and then he returned the salute.

"In the 1,200th game, Mu Sheng sought victory. As a verdict, one of the Jindan monks quickly announced.

At the same time, the phantom array on the test bench changed, and the dense forest disappeared.

The defeated disciple picked up the spirit sword on the ground, and instead of being disappointed, he left the competition table very excitedly.

There was a thunderous applause on the test platform, and the disciples were very excited, and the worship in their eyes was even greater, but they couldn't help but feel unhappy.

It was too short-lived, and before they could see it clearly, it was over.

Mu Shengxun took a token thrown by Jin Dan's predecessor and left straight from the test table.

Soon, the disciple who was going to compete next came to the stage.

Cheng Zhaozhao took Yun Xiang out of the crowd and shouted Mu Shengxun in the main hall of the martial arts arena.

"Senior Brother Mu! ”

Mu Shengxun was a little surprised when he saw Cheng Zhaozhao: "You're back?"

"I just came back, and I happened to watch Senior Brother Mu's competition. Senior Brother Mu's swordsmanship is really getting better and better. ”

Mu Shengxun nodded, and then looked at the Buddha cultivator behind her.

Cheng Zhaozhao introduced at the moment: "Senior Brother Mu will introduce you to him, he is Yun Xiang, Master Yun. ”

Many disciples who came and went to the martial arts arena were stopping and watching, one was because of Mu Shengxun, who had always attracted attention, and the other was because of Yun Xiang.

Because Buddhist cultivation in Dongling is not common, they were all curious when they saw Cheng Zhaozhao bringing a Buddhist cultivator to the sect.

Yun Xiang took a step forward and held his hand to salute: "Mu Xianyou, it's polite." ”

Mu Shengxun also returned the salute, and said with blazing eyes: "Yunxiang? Pure Dust Temple." ”

"That's right, the little monk is from the Pure Dust Temple. ”

The next moment, Mu Shengxun handed out a token, and Cheng Zhaozhao was shocked, it was a battle pass.

"What does this mean?" Yun Xiang looked at Cheng Zhaozhao puzzled.

Cheng Zhaozhao explained: "This is the battle order of sword cultivation, Senior Brother Mu, he wants to learn from you...... Well, of course not now, when you have time, Master Yun. ”

Seeing the Liucang Sword icon and two top-grade spars engraved on this battle pass, Cheng Zhaozhao thought that he still had a battle pass for Senior Brother Mu.

"Although the little monk is not warlike, since it is Mu Xianyou's battle order, the little monk will take it. Yun Xiang took Mu Shengxun's battle order and smiled shyly.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng looked for his head and turned to leave.

"Little Master Yun, I'm sorry......" Cheng Zhaozhao didn't expect such a situation to happen.

"No problem. Yun Xiang said: "Mu Xianyou should be due to his character, not intentionally. ”

"Master Yun, you are really understanding. That's not what I meant, though. ”

"Huh?"

Cheng Zhaozhao smiled, took out a battle order from the storage bag and handed it over: "I mean, otherwise you will also take a piece from me, and we will learn from each other when we have time." ”

Yunxiang: "......"

"And me!"

"Master, you are from the Pure Dust Temple, you must be very powerful. ”

"I've never tried to compete with Buddhist cultivators. Master, will you take me a piece too?"

The disciples who were watching around also handed out battle orders one after another, looking at Yun Xiang with a look of hope.

Cheng Zhaozhao rushed out of the encirclement when he saw this, and shouted: "Everyone, I'm sorry, next time, next time." ”

A puff of smoke trotted to the Sky Pavilion.

Yun Xiang was very interested in the Cangjian Sect's book collection, and Cheng Zhaozhao agreed to bring him to the library pavilion.

"Master Yun, above this second floor is the Library Pavilion, but some books are only allowed to be read by the disciples of this sect, I hope you will forgive me. As he spoke, the two of them entered the Firmament Pavilion and entered the teleportation array on the second floor.

"Well, each faction has its own heritage, even the Pure Dust Temple is no exception. Yunxiang has no objection to this.

After paying a sum of spirit stones at the entrance, Cheng Zhaozhao said, "Then Master Yun will read the book here first, and I will take you out later." ”

"No need, Cheng Xianyou, you still have something to do, so go and get busy first. I already know the way to the Huixian Temple. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao did have a lot of things to do, so he said politely: "Okay, slack." ”

Leaving Yunxiang, Cheng Zhaozhao came to the main hall of the Firmament Pavilion after leaving the Library Pavilion, and pressed the identity token to the stone curtain in the center, and countless news about the sect competition appeared.

When I saw that two matches had been scheduled for the previous competition, they had been postponed, and the last one was scheduled for three days later.

"What the hell is going on?"

Cheng Zhaozhao was puzzled, and was about to go to the mission hall to ask for an explanation, but received a transmission note from Ling Tuan.

Hey?

Just as he was wondering, as soon as he opened it, there was a cold cry from Ling Tuan: "Where did you go, that woman is still waiting for you!"

Oops! Forget about the big sister.

Cheng Zhaozhao ran away.

......

One by one, the purple and red spirit flowers bloomed at her feet from the moment Cheng Zhaozhao went up to the Heavenly Peak, opening up a fragrant flower path for her.

The verdant Zhitian Peak suddenly became a sea of spirit flowers, and even Cheng Zhaozhao's head of Qianli in his arms suddenly bloomed two trumpet-shaped big spirit flowers, which made him shake his head in fright, wanting to throw this big spirit flower down.

Cheng Zhaozhao was apprehensive, and walked along the flower road to the flower field planted by the senior sister.

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