"You mean, Chang Xi is the disciple who the senior brother of the head of the sect personally met in front of the mountain gate?" In a very luxurious study room behind the Tianxiu Palace, the brightly lit room, the woman in white who was sitting behind the bookcase carved from sandalwood spirit wood and hung her wrist lightly, couldn't help but stop the Linghao in her hand, and looked at Qingfeng, who was blocked by a pile of copywriting in front of her, and asked.

Qingfeng clenched his fists and said solemnly: "That's right, Master." Today I went to find Senior Brother Beibai, and he was on duty at the mountain gate that day. ”

The woman in white put down Linghao, gently rubbed her wrist that was a little sore, and her eyebrows frowned slightly and said suspiciously: "The seedling who can make the senior brother in charge care, no matter how you say it, you should also be qualified." But this Chang Xi's qualifications are clearly very poor, how can he be like a senior brother's eyes?"

"What Chang Xi's qualifications are, the disciples have no way of knowing. But after today's morning exercise, the disciple can be sure. The previous judgment of Chang Xi's qualifications must have been wrong, he was not an inferior qualification at all, and the disciple had already experienced this firsthand. Qing Feng shook his head helplessly, and only begged in his heart to wait for Master Zun to know about this, and not to let him do the hard work of cleaning the entire Tianxiu Hall in anger.

The woman in white was obviously a little interested, and asked with a smile, "Have you experienced it yourself?"

Qing Feng put his fists against the tip of his nose, and after a moment of silence, he slowly whispered: "A few days ago, Senior Brother Beibai mentioned to me that there was a disciple named Chang Xi in this issue of Tianxiu Peak who was very different from others, and even killed an evil old cultivator who was close to the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm with his mortal body before he stepped into the Qi Refining Realm, and his strength should not be underestimated. Therefore, before the start of today's morning practice, the disciple suppressed the cultivation realm in the middle of the same Qi refining realm as Chang Xi and tried his depth. But the disciple was defeated in just three moves. The disciple broke through the realm and promoted his cultivation to the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm, so that he could fight against Chang Xi without falling behind. But he never thought that this son had already regarded this battle as a life-and-death struggle, even if the disciple was under the late stage cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm that was a small realm higher than him, he might even be killed on the spot by his surprise three consecutive star thorns! In a hurry, the disciple had no choice but to ascend to the Foundation Building Realm and subdue him in front of the Foundation Building Realm Spirit Pressure. ”

"What?!The mortal body killed the cultivator in the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm?and even killed you, the inner disciple of the Foundation Realm Consummation Realm, with the cultivation of the middle stage of the Qi Refining Realm?Qingfeng, do you dare to guarantee that what you said is true?" The woman in white was shocked when she heard this, and she was completely tired. If such an unbelievable thing was heard in other people's mouths, she was afraid that she would only shake her head and laugh at this person's ignorance of realm suppression. If it is more exaggerated, she may have to use the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand to teach that yellow-mouthed child what is the eternal and unchanging Heavenly Dao Truth. Qing Feng's qualifications are not the most top-notch among the newly drawn inner disciples of Tianxiu Peak, but he is very rigorous and responsible, and he never makes mistakes, which is why he is asked to do this Tianxiu Peak outer disciple teaching.

In the fighting between the monks, the suppression of the cultivation realm is particularly obvious. The difference in spiritual power in each small realm is already a difference of several times, let alone a big realm. Even if Qing Feng successfully suppressed his cultivation from the Foundation Building Realm to the middle stage of the Qi Refining Realm, he was far from being comparable to ordinary Qi Refining Realm disciples in terms of eyesight, reactions, moves, and actual combat experience. If you look at these points together, if Qingfeng is in such a huge advantage, and even repeatedly breaks through the realm to improve his cultivation to suppress that Chang Xi, then the result will be obvious.

This disciple named Chang Xi is afraid that his true combat power has far exceeded the realm he is in.

The woman in white stood up, and Lianbu asked lightly: "But then again, if you suppress the realm and can't defeat this kid, then wouldn't the other disciples want to cause trouble for such a ruthless person in the competition? Qingfeng, what did you do with him?" As the expression on the face of the woman in white gradually became displeased, the temperature in the brightly lit study suddenly plummeted.

Qing Feng had to carry a thick layer of spiritual power shield outside his body to barely resist the cold breath that penetrated his body, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, Master." I... He was not punished. ”

"Oh?"

There seemed to be a thunderclap in Qing Feng's ears, and the coldness that he could have resisted had spread all over his body at this moment, and the spiritual power shield that rose from the surface of his body was completely frozen like paper paste.

"The disciple questioned Chang Xi and asked him why he had fought for his life to such a point in a competition without any entanglement of interests?"

"Chang Xi told me that his hometown was slaughtered by the demons in the demon disaster three years ago and lost his parents. Luckily, he was rescued by the head of Qingyun Mountain, who promised that if he could reach the foot of Qingyun Mountain, 20,000 miles away, within three years, he would accept him as a disciple of Qingyun Mountain. He could only use arrows, his strange sword had only been obtained from other places, and he didn't really know anything about swordsmanship. In the past three years, he has experienced countless life-and-death battles, and if he can solve it with arrows, he only uses arrows, because he can't use swords at all. So when the enemy is strong enough, when the enemy can easily break through his arrow circle, when he can only draw his sword, it is a matter of life and death for him. The real sword is the difference between life and death..."The cyan robe was stained with ice flowers, Qing Feng closed his eyes and said hoarsely, his chest undulating with a calm emotion different from that on his face.

"He's just doing it with all his might... It's just the instinct that a lonely child has cultivated in the thousands of days of life and death, and he's just a poor child who has been forced out! I can't bear to punish him! Compared to those ointment sons of those immortal cultivators who only know how to carry a sword around their waist to decorate their fresh clothes and swagger through the market, this son is a hundred times stronger than them? Only this time, he should not be punished. Qing Feng, who had never disobeyed his master, vented his feelings for the first time, and the cold spiritual power could not freeze his blood, but his bent waist looked so tall at the moment.

The cold breath in the room receded like a tide at this moment, and the ice flowers stained on the green robe melted into a little droplet. Qing Feng raised his head and looked at the silent master who had his back to him.

This volume of the "Sutra of Tranquility" was brought to him, so that he could have a good life and enlightenment. Tell him that if he can't get a satisfactory ranking for Tianxiu Peak in this Kuixing Pavilion trial, he won't be so easy to talk about. After a long silence, the woman in white took an ancient book from a row of bookshelves and threw it back, and the ancient book fell into the hand of Qing Feng, who was stunned in place, like having eyes.

Qingfeng, who was overjoyed, bowed down again and said loudly: "Thank you, Master!"

......

Chang Xi scratched his head and looked at Qingfeng Jiao Xi who was standing in front of him, and then looked at the quaint booklet he handed in his hand, and he was embarrassed to take it for a while, and the two of them stood in front of the wooden house with big eyes and stared at each other in a daze.

"You kid is really weird, there are two people when you take a sword and when you don't hold a sword, look at your cowardice. But I just said it, this is my master, that is, the peak master of Tianxiu Peak, who ordered me to hand it over to you. The master said that the anger in your body is too heavy, and you need to cooperate with the cultivation of self-cultivation to avoid going mad. This "Qingjing Sutra" is a good thing, but it can only be borrowed in the Tibetan Taoist Hall for a lot of contributions. You kid just take care of it, the master is very optimistic about you. Qing Feng didn't have that much effort to accompany this hateful kid to stop here, stuffed the "Qingjing Sutra" into Chang Xi's hand, and turned around to leave.

"Huh? This..."Chang Xi suddenly felt that the valuable book of mental methods in his hand became hot. Just kidding, not only did he almost take the life of the teacher in the competition with Qingfeng Jiaoxi, but it was a great blessing that he was lucky not to be punished by the door rules. The peak master of Tianxiu Peak, who has no head or tail for this divine dragon, even gave him a secret book of mental methods, this principle of blessing and misfortune, Chang Xi has eaten it thoroughly in three years.

Sure enough, I saw that Qingfeng had not taken a few steps before he turned around with a playful face and said with a sad smile: "But the master said that this "Qingjing Sutra" is not taken for nothing. If you can't get a satisfactory ranking in the Tianxiu Peak Kuixing Pavilion trial in a month's time, the master said that he would give you a little bitterness, so you can do it yourself, hahaha. Looking at Chang Xi, who had been stupid, the depression in Qingfeng's heart in the past two days was swept away, and he couldn't help but feel good, humming a little song and walking down the cliff.

By the time Chang Xi came back to his senses, Qingfeng was already humming a little song and walked to the bottom of the cliff. Chang Xi smiled bitterly and looked at the "hard-won" "Qingjing Sutra" in his hand, but there was already a raging flame in his eyes: "Kuixing Pavilion trial, since the peak master has an order, then go all out..."

"Wait, this Kui Xing Pavilion trial... What the hell is it?"