Qin Yi really wanted to see Minghe, and after being away for more than half a year, didn't he miss it? He was still worried that Minghe might be hurt if he lost his magic weapon, and he would rather give up exchanging his applicable things from Meng Qingying, and also exchange Minghe's magic weapon back and return it to her.

He might jump for joy when he met on another occasion, but this occasion, emmmm......

Qin Yi couldn't imagine what kind of expression he should have when he saw Minghe in front of his senior sister, what would he say more decently?

What kind of monk fights to the death, that's a hair, Shura Field is the purgatory of the world......

The tassel had already rolled in the stick with laughter: "The price of the peach blossom man, it depends on how you die." ”

Are you happy that I am dead? Qin Yi didn't dare to reply, the tassel is now more and more powerful, and he can transmit his thoughts in front of his senior sister without being discovered, but he Qin Yi can't.

Qin Yi, who was holding his stomach, turned around a little distracted and planned to go back to the house to close himself, but as soon as he turned around, he was stopped by Ju Yunxiu: "Where are you going?"

"Ah, oh, go back to your home to cultivate. ”

"You've been practicing with me for the past two days, why did you go back again?"

Qin Yi wiped his cold sweat and knew what his senior sister was doing when he stopped him.

Because the senior sister has always liked to get along with him in the piano and painting, in the past two days, the people in the fairy palace have exploded in anger when they see their carefree and stinky appearance, but the senior sister is very happy, what she wants is actually very simple, that's all.

Ju Yunxiu bit her lower lip: "It won't be because I haven't let you touch it in the past two days?"

"No, no, no. Qin Yi said: "I just remembered that there are still magic weapons seized from the Great Huanxi Temple that need to be sacrificed." ”

Ju Yunxiu groaned: "I saw your Demon Sword, you can only use that sword once, that is, you won't lose your strength when you run out." The string of Buddhist beads seized from the Great Huanxi Temple is also a Huiyang thing, and your cultivation cannot use these two things at the same time, so you should consider using the magic weapon normally. ”

Qin Yi said: "There is a bowl ......"

"That is not suitable for you, and you are not suitable for using this to stimulate the opponent in this battle, but it will pull the hatred that the opponent stared at Zheng Yunyi back to you. ”

"Huh, that makes sense...... Senior sister has also become a little bad......"

"Didn't I learn it from you?" Ju Yunxiu's face turned slightly red: "Where is your Yunxiu Di?"

"Well, that flute is a spellcasting medium, not a direct offense. ”

"It can be re-refined. Ju Yunxiu said: "Yunxiu is in hand, don't just think about blowing, she can beat people." ”

Qin Yi was so embarrassed by this pun that he didn't dare to make a sound.

I always feel that Minghe is going to be beaten when he comes.

In Ju Yunxiu's eyes, I think that this little lewd thief rarely didn't climb up the pole today, and he got up seriously, not bad.

So he said, "The casting medium is only a basic use of the magic weapon. If you go up to the sacrifice, you can release your own power, who said that you attacked with materials? Are you swinging your stick for a long time and turning yourself into a mallet, or have you seen too much of the bowl in the Great Huanxi Temple?"

Qin Yi scratched his head, today is really a little bit of a concern that causes his thinking to be weak, so he can only be honestly trained.

Ju Yunxiu said: "There are twelve holes in the transverse flute, the number of the earth's branches, one of which is a blowing hole, six finger holes, and seven main holes are the number of the Beidou." If I try to practice with my thoughts, every time I input mana into a hole, there will be a special spell bursting out, and at the same time, a certain number of activations can also have a combination of skills. Such a rich variety is a qualified natal magic weapon. Nowadays you can develop the first one. ”

Even the tassel couldn't help but say, "You, senior sister, are indeed an insightful Huiyang power." It's a pity that the mind is not fighting, I'm afraid that the actual combat experience of Qinqi calligraphy and painting is very limited, and the object of being defeated by someone is often this category, but it is a waste of her Taoism. ”

Everyone has their own aspirations, what is there to waste and not waste...... Qin Yi thinks that his senior sister is a true immortal cultivator, and he doesn't think about hammering people every day. Of course, there was no way to argue with the tassel, and he quickly thought of the first direction that the flute could develop.

Sound attack skills, whether it is motivating or ecstasy or hurtful, blowing in the battle can't free up that idle time, and it's not practical, you can only abuse vegetables and pretend to be forced. As a result, he used Yunxiu Di less and less in his real battles, and he didn't use it at all in the recent battles.

If you can input different mana into the sound hole, the corresponding music will automatically sound, which should be a practical development as a magic weapon.

He solemnly saluted Ju Yunxiu: "Be taught." ”

Ju Yunxiu looked at him with a smile, she knew that this thing rarely treated herself as a master, and it was better to be a Taoist friend or simply a woman.

But once he gets serious, he's cute. In fact, he also respects himself very much, let him not go further, he will honestly never overstep.

I just don't know which one he respects more than the unknown master he hides in his heart?

Ju Yunxiu raised his cheeks and said: "So don't go back to the cave mansion, you want to develop the ability of sound attack, can you do it without me?"

Qin Yi: "......"

So in the eyes of the others in the Immortal Palace, Qin Yi, who was not saved, not only did not go back to cultivate, but shrank in the gentle township of Qinqi Peak and did not leave. All day long, they are tired of being together, touching a flute and blowing around, and often hiding in the house together, and I don't know what I'm doing all night.

It is said that it is good, and the double residence and amphibious only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals, and the ugly words are like two salted fish.

Oh no, three of a kind. There is also a Qingcha who sits next to him every day and watches people feed dog food, and I don't know why I can't get tired of watching it.

"It's hopeless. ”

"Wait for death. ”

"I still expect Zheng Yunyi to turn the situation around, I can't rely on this side. ”

............

The days passed in a flash, and the month-long period was soon approaching.

The venue of the competition is not in the Wandao Immortal Palace, but an independent secret realm opened up by the arbitrator Tianshu Shenque, on the edge of the East China Sea, floating on the cloud platform, and there is only a small dot from the ground.

The four masters of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace and thousands of disciples who could fly boarded the cloud platform, only to find that the territory was very large, not only was it very big, but there were already many people here.

The battle between the Wandao Immortal Palace and the Great Huanxi Temple, although it has not reached the level of the sect war, is already a relatively rare major conflict in the past hundred years, and many sects and scattered cultivators who have received the news have come to see the excitement, and there are tens of thousands of people around the Yuntai for dozens of miles.

Before he got close, he saw a bunch of figures from afar, and Qin Yi knew that there were so many immortal cultivators in this world, and they were all idle.

No wonder everyone thinks that it will greatly affect their reputation, this is in front of everyone's eyes, and I am afraid that the Shenzhou Immortal World knows everything......

Losing is losing, no one will care how many grades the gap between you and your opponent is, that is a matter that the two of you have discussed by yourself, and others only care about the result.

In the same way, this kind of public view, the result of winning and losing is also a qualitative. Whatever your hatred has before, this battle is the end. If Zheng Yunyi and Qin Yi are killed, if the Wandao Immortal Palace retaliates with this, it will make people feel that they can't afford to lose; if the people from the Great Huanxi Temple are killed back, and they want to continue to retaliate, it will make people feel that the shrew is brutal, and they have already put their disciples in danger and faced your high-level war monks, what do you want?

Of course, it may not be a big deal to be despised and ridiculed, which requires an arbiter. Whoever doesn't follow the rules, the arbitrator will help the other party beat you up, and you weigh whether you can afford it.

To be able to act as such an arbiter, it must also be a sect with sufficient prestige and confidence.

For example, the Tianshu Shenque, known as the leader of the righteous path and the first sect in Shenzhou. There are three Qianyuan in front of them, and they don't know how strong the sect master is, and the size of this family can pull the Wandao Immortal Palace and the Great Huanxi Temple together.

When Minghe was in the heart of the Qin, he stood in front of the Huiyang-level Bishan Ancestor, and the ruthless Bishan Ancestor also had to show a smiling face extremely friendly, this was the power of the Tianshu Divine Que's name.

So in the conversation between Qin Yi and Xianhe at the beginning, everyone defaulted to those four words: the door is too high.

Although Tianshu Shenque is extremely disgusted with the Great Huanxi Temple, he may not be able to afford some evil things in the Wandao Immortal Palace, and his position may be slightly biased towards the Wandao Immortal Palace, but it is not too biased. Dahuanxi Temple knew that it was difficult to find a more suitable neutral, so he could only pinch his nose and admit it.

But they never thought that it was such a beauty.

Of the 10,000 monks here, nearly half of them are women. Even if the immortal cultivator does not deliberately transform his appearance, he is naturally as white as snow and has a slender figure, coupled with the temperament of the fairy, it can be said that there is no ugly. It is the most ordinary one placed in the mortal world, and it can probably be called a fairy, and the best of them may be blown into a country and a city.

But the thousands of fairies here were bleak by a Dao girl.

That is the clock of heaven and earth, and it is magnificent.