Sleepless nights.

This is early in the morning, ordinary people get up early in the morning as usual, take Chixiao out, and so go all the way, and soon come to the back mountain.

At this time, the morning dew was not dry, the forest was clear, Ordinary took a deep breath, slowly spit out, and suddenly, Ordinary bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed into the red sky. Chixiao was stained with blood, and there was a long "buzz" when he landed, and flew out of the sheath. Ordinary pinched a trick and stretched out his hand to Chixiao. Chixiao swirled a few times in the air, and with a "whoosh" sound, he flew back to the ordinary palm. The ordinary man smiled with his sword, exhaled in the ground, and brought out the Canglang Sword Technique. But seeing the sword light, countless branches and leaves fell, as if a green rain had fallen in the forest. The light shone through the overlapping shadows of the trees, dragging his thin figure to the length.

After a while, the ordinary sword became faster and faster, and he walked with the sword, and he was already so fast that he couldn't tell it. As far as the eye can see, there is only a white light left in the forest, rolling with countless green qi, flying up and down in the woods. Gradually, the ordinary whole person seemed to be integrated into the sword technique, and formed an inseparable whole with the red sky. The ordinary made a clear roar in the ground, and sneered at the two swords, both of which were stabbed on the pine trunk. The pine tree was not abnormal at first, but suddenly countless white lights flew out from the trunk, and then a loud bang was heard, and the trunk was shattered inch by inch, and exploded into countless debris. The trunk of the tree was shattered, and the pine tree fell from the sky, and only a rustling sound was heard, and the pine needles fell like rain. Ordinary does not wait for the pine needles to land, and as soon as the sword trick is displayed, countless white lights suddenly separate from the sword, and thousands of pine needles will be counterattacked into the sky. The pine needles on the trees kept falling, but the ordinary sword trick never let the pine needles fall to the ground. Although the pine needles are light, after all, the needles are extremely thin, and they are light and fluttering, but he can drive the pine needles to fly with the formless and qualitative sword light, which shows the purity of the true qi, and it has really reached the level of transforming the real from the void.

But he saw thousands of pine needles turn into a green shadow, wrapping him in it with a sword shadow.

Ordinary people want to try the sword trick they have practiced hard for months, and they no longer hide their strength at the moment, they silently recite the magic trick in their hearts, secretly luck their true qi, and hold all the pine needles. Slowly, the circle on the sword became bigger and bigger, gradually spreading from one zhang to two zhang and three zhang...... The circle is large, the true qi is naturally dispersed, and the outermost pine needles fall to the ground one after another. Ordinary concentrating on luck, holding Yuan Shouyi, transporting all the true qi to the sword, the falling pine needles will no longer increase. He was happy in his heart, and he couldn't stop urging his true qi, only to feel the indescribable comfort and happiness between raising his hands and feet, and his heart and mind were in harmony, and he gradually reached the realm of forgetting things and me.

Suddenly, Pingfan only heard someone behind him clapping his hands and laughing: "Sword light differentiation, seventeen good handsome skills!"

Ordinary people turned around, only to see a few zhang away, a gray-clothed disciple with a smile on his face, who else could there be besides Lu Qingdu?

When the ordinary saw that it was him, he hurriedly collected the sword trick, and countless pine needles around him lost their support, and they scattered them all over the ground. Ping Fan put away Chixiao and asked, "Sixth Senior Brother, do you have anything to do with me?"

Lu Qingdu smiled and said, "I have good news for you, the third senior brother is invited!"

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When he returned to the hall, he saw everyone gathered together, talking about his brilliant achievements in the past few days, and it seemed that the haze of Lian's defeat had long been thrown out of the clouds. Seeing the ordinary, everyone hurriedly stopped talking and laughing, and a swarm of bees came up. Ping Fan greeted everyone, found a remote corner and sat down, thinking: "The third senior brother suddenly looked for me, is there anything important that can't be done?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Chen Qingyun ask softly: "Seventeen, everyone is so happy, but you don't say a word, could it be that you have something on your mind?"

Hearing this, Ping Fan nodded, and replied: "Third Senior Brother, I'm thinking: we not only frustrated their spirit a few days ago, but also destroyed the Yimu Green Flag, I'm afraid that they will arrange some tricks, or send some powerful people to play, and I'm afraid that I may not be able to deal with it at that time." ”

Chen Qingyun listened and said with a smile: "You are very calm, and you are not carried away by victory. Uncle Qing Xuan has revenge and is a notoriously stingy character. He has a very good relationship with the real person in charge, and now that he has suffered this big loss, he may go to the master to borrow some powerful magic weapons. In fact, even if he didn't ask for help from the head of the family, he was afraid that a vicious fight would be indispensable. When the ordinary person heard this, his heart suddenly sank, and he asked, "Third Senior Brother, are you talking about Senior Brother Mo Wuchen?"

Chen Qingyun said: "Yes, it is this person." Don't forget the high mana of the dust, needless to say, even if it is the experience of fighting with others, it is by no means comparable to you. Seventeen, if you fight with him, how sure can you be?" Listening to his words, he was quite concerned, and his heart warmed, and he said: "Third Senior Brother, don't worry. No matter how strong my opponent is in the future, I will do my best to win, and I will never fall into the prestige of Master and Master. ”

Chen Qingyun said: "If you have this mind, it is naturally very good." But don't forget that the cultivation of dust is too high, if you only rely on the courage of blood and qi to fight hard, it is not a way after all......" After a pause, Chen Qingyun said again: "Seventeen, I have a purple cloud soft armor here, which was given by the master himself when he went out of the mountain to practice. This soft armor is not afraid of water and fire, and is not afraid of swords, so it is an excellent self-defense. It's a precious thing, but I've never put it on. You go back tonight, refine this soft armor according to the law, and put it on closely. When competing, it is also somewhat useful. With that, from the storage bag on his waist, he took out a light purple soft armor with a light texture.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the soft armor was transparent, the chest was decorated with moire, and dozens of gems of various colors that could not be named, which was really precious and abnormal. Under the dim oil lamp, I saw that a faint purple halo seemed to be enveloped around the soft armor, and there seemed to be countless crystals swimming in the soft armor. Chen Qingyun shook the soft armor and opened it, it turned out that the soft armor was a sleeveless vest. Chen Qingyun slowly unbuttoned it, beckoned to Pingfan, and said, "Seventeen, you come and give it a try to see if this purple cloud armor still fits?"

At this time, all the senior brothers came over, and the twelve people and twenty-four eyes were cast on the soft armor in unison. There was envy and amazement in everyone's eyes, and naturally there was an undisguised love for Ziyun Jia. There are few disciples in Muni Hall, except for the three senior brothers, the disciples are almost a few years old with each other, so the friendship is particularly deep. At this time, seeing the ordinary Debao, instead of being half jealous, everyone was secretly happy for him. At that moment, a senior brother grabbed it and wanted to dress for the ordinary. At a glance, it turned out to be Lu Qingdu, the sixth senior brother who was the best in ordinary life.

I only heard Lu Qingdu laugh and said: "I have only heard that the third senior brother has a treasure of self-defense, but I have never had the chance to see it." I thought he was tricking me, but it turned out to be true. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and stuffed his ordinary left hand into his sleeve, rubbed his hand twice, and said with a smile: "Seventeen is the shortest when I get started, but my ability is much greater than that of my senior brother. While he hasn't played yet, I'll come to have some joy first, and next time I have a big competition, I can win a few games. When they heard this, they burst into laughter.

At that moment, someone laughed and said: "Lu Monkey, your ability is not good, so you want to come and rub some joy, if you lose again next time, who are you going to go to?" Lu Qingdu listened, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Nonsense! If I lose next time, I will come to take you out, who wants you to curse me?"

In the laughter of everyone, Lu Qingdu was already wearing a good soft armor for the ordinary. Lu Qingdu shook the soft armor slightly, reached out to smooth the folds on his clothes, and nodded pretendically: "Well, it is really wise and decent, and it has not wasted my efforts." As he spoke, he compared the action of measuring clothes, and swiped in front of the ordinary, which naturally attracted a burst of laughter.

When he returned to his seat, Chen Qingyun cleared his throat and said, "It's not early today, let's all go back and rest, seventeen, you stay, senior brother has something to say to you." Everyone agreed, and went back to the room in twos and threes. Ordinary people saw the senior brothers go away, and their hearts were happy and grateful, which is beyond words.

Ordinary people naturally know that since this purple cloud soft armor is so precious, it is naturally what everyone wants. As a monk, sometimes a superb defensive magic weapon is even more valuable than some offensive magic weapons. However, when Chen Qingyun proposed to give away the soft armor, none of the senior brothers objected, and even sent him heartfelt blessings. Yes, in their eyes, they are still the same as when they started, they are still the children who are superficial in cultivation and no one takes pity on them, so they love them as if they were their own brothers. Perhaps, this Shangqing Palace is his own home, and the master, the mother, and all the brothers and sisters are his family.

Pingfan was distracted, but he heard Chen Qingyun say: "Seventeen, do you know why I broke them all up and left you alone?"

Ordinary shook his head and replied, "I don't know. After a while, he said, "Presumably, the third senior brother has something to say to me, but it is inconvenient to say it to them, so he left me alone?"

Chen Qingyun nodded and said with a smile: "I left you alone to pass on your method of refining this Purple Cloud Armor, and there is something I want to remind you." Pingfan asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Qingyun smiled, and said with a straight face: "A few days ago, you were the one who punished the surname Yuan?" Hearing this, Ping Fan couldn't help but snort in his heart, and said secretly: "The third senior brother has a great eye, I thought no one saw it at that time, it turned out that he was silent, but secretly he knew everything." Thinking of this, the surname Suo replied honestly: "Yes, I look at the dog surnamed Yuan...... The senior brother deceived people too much, so he couldn't hold it back for a while, so he went up and taught him a lesson. Third Senior Brother, did I do something wrong?"

Chen Qingyun shook his head and said, "You are naturally doing well, but you are a little impulsive." You ......" Pingfan didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and said: "Why am I impulsive?" Chen Qingyun was contradicted by his words, but he was not angry, but smiled slightly, and said: "If you want to beat him and scold him, of course I will not object, as hateful as he is, a lesson is naturally deserved." It's just that you made a move in front of everyone, and you couldn't help but think too little. Fortunately, I happened to be sitting next to you, and I was the only one who saw it, if you were not careful, these actions would fall into the eyes of the head master or the Qingxuan master, and I was afraid that I would have given my life when I said it. You are young and vigorous, and you only rely on a blood surname to do things, and it is inevitable that you will cause trouble in the future. If you listen to me, you must not be so reckless in the future. When the ordinary heard Chen Qingyun's words with a sense of vigilance and admonition, he couldn't help but be grateful and ashamed, his face was hot, and he hurriedly responded.

Chen Qingyun's face suddenly turned pale, and he said slowly: "Seventeen, this is the mantra for refining the Purple Cloud Armor, you have memorized it well when you go back, and you have refined it according to the law." Remember, after this soft armor is successfully refined, destroy the mantra immediately, and never fall into the hands of others. In case others see the treasure and intend to harm your surname. With that, he reached out and took out a thin scroll and handed it over. Pingfan took the scroll and wanted to say thank you, but his mouth seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and he couldn't speak. After a long time, ordinary people suddenly had red circles in their eyes, and they were stunned and shed tears.

Chen Qingyun yawned and said lazily: "Okay, I'm a little tired now, so I'll go back to rest." No matter what the result of the competition is after three days, you only remember one sentence: you must come back alive!", he turned around and walked away. Ordinary people watched Chen Qingyun's back go away, clenched his fists vigorously, and said in his heart: "Third Senior Brother, don't worry, I will do my best!"

(At this point, the text is close to 15w words, and the first volume is coming to an end.) My manuscript has also been used up, and in the future, as long as there are no special circumstances, I will still insist on two shifts a day. In the next big war, will the ordinary win or lose? What will happen to the Shangqing Palace? What will be the unknown ending waiting for the ordinary? Please see Chapter 56: Mixed Yuan Flag, Shenxiao Five Thunder Zhengfa! Finally, Jun Li said shamelessly: Robbing tickets and flowers!)