Chapter Thirty-Six: An Easy Ring
"Senior Brother Yijian!" Li Yue shouted in surprise, and ran over to the table of Yijian excitedly, letting go of the person behind her, graceful and handsome, who was the mysterious young man who "faced the boundary" and "cyclamen"!
The young man walked leisurely behind Li Yue, without the slightest impatience, and even nodded to the two of them in a friendly manner, following Li Yue without saying a word. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
With a stiff face in return, Li Yue ran to the table, bowed to everyone and said hello, and everyone replied one by one.
Yijian said to Li Yue: "Senior Sister Li Yue, why are you here......?" Your cultivation?"
Long Ji nodded indifferently at the young man, and swept over Li Yue in surprise, her aura was vigorous, obviously she had just broken through her cultivation, but it was difficult to immediately control the soaring mana.
The young man smiled behind him without saying a word, and Li Yue cocked his delicate chin: "Two days ago, I suddenly broke through from the foundation building to the Qi cultivation realm, and I came here to experience and prepare for the breakthrough of Jindan in the future!"
"Haha......"
Everyone smiled kindly, it was easy to build a foundation to practice qi, even if there was no cultivation talent, it could be achieved in decades. But Jindan is a huge hurdle, "Hundred Villages" and "Yingjie" live with a huge number of mortals, everyone can practice the law, but there is almost no breakthrough to Jindan, can only be a lifetime of mortals, you can imagine how difficult this step is!
However, what she said is not wrong at all, the Qi Refining Realm is indeed the foreshadowing of the Jindan Realm, once you step into the Jindan, it is the separation of immortals!
"Senior sister is far-sighted, and it really benefits a lot for my brother to hear this......" A sword grin, everyone is so familiar with each other, he is not right when he speaks, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of the young man staring at him indifferently, coughing, and swallowing the second half of the sentence back into his stomach.
Immediately ordered two more dishes, beckoned Li Yue and the young man to sit down, and said, "We are planning to go to 'Junshan' after dinner to see the Tao, senior sister and this ......."
Yijian suddenly ran out of words, and it seemed inappropriate to call him "senior".
"My name is Li Yang, when I am a disciple of the same generation, there is no need to be restrained with Wenyu!"
The young man transmitted his voice at the right time, and his words paused for a moment: "...... Brother Liyang, I don't know if you want to go together?"
Long Ji nodded slightly, and also heard Li Yang's transmission.
"Okay, good, it's rare to see senior brothers in the sect, and this time it's just a matter of gaining knowledge!" Li Yue said excitedly.
Jun Mountain is the main peak in the center of the Purple Snow Realm, and it is also the place where the Purple Snow Jun lives and cultivates, the Jun Mountain, which occupies one-fifth of the Purple Snow Realm, is gentle, and a ten-zhang wide stone staircase leads to the top of the mountain in the middle of the mountain.
On the mountainside, next to the stone staircase, there is a hundred zhang ring, the two sides of the whole stone staircase are dense woods, except for this ring, there is no building near the whole stone staircase, which is extremely conspicuous. Standing here, most of the scenery of the Purple Snow World can be seen.
When everyone came, there were two teams of cultivators on the stage who were fighting, the spells were flying, the explosions were bursting, the strong wind was sweeping in all directions, and there were many cultivators who practiced the Qi Realm around the stage.
After a while, the situation in the ring changed dramatically, one person restrained the two opposite, and his partner seized the opportunity to kick the other two into the audience, and several cultivators cheered.
"Haha, our brother has won ten games in a row, is it qualified to go to the mountain?" one of the cultivators shouted up to the sky.
"Yes!
The two people in the ring were very happy, arched their hands, jumped off the ring, and ran down the stone stairs to the top of the mountain.
Li Ranzheng explained on the side: "If you can win ten games in a row, you are a person with outstanding talent and is qualified to go up to Junshan." ”
"Is there a quick way?" asked Ryuji.
"It's okay to beat those who have won ten games in a row!" Li Ranzheng replied.
Long Ji said to Yijian: "Senior Brother Yijian, do you want to try your sword qi?"
Li Ranzheng's words were heard in his ears, and he guessed Long Ji's plan, and said, "Those two people are quite strong, are you anxious to find them?"
"Haha, Senior Brother, you are too underestimated of your sword qi, what you have absorbed is the natal sword qi of Senior Brother Central Heaven, and what you cultivate is also the Central Heaven's non-transmission of the Fa, cultivators below the Golden Pill are definitely not your opponents!" Long Ji Chuanyin said with a smile, "The real masters are all on the mountain, if you want to win in the selection after the month, how can you go up and see?"
A sword is moved by Long Ji's intention, and the fierce beast can be split with a sword, will it be afraid of a cultivator of the same level?
"Okay, let's go to the mountains and have a look...... If I am not defeated, I will have to be treated by my junior brother a lot!" The first half of the sentence of a sword is arrogant, and the second half of the sentence can't help but vent his courage.
Long Ji laughed and said loudly: "The two senior brothers have won ten games in a row, and they are really good at cultivating, and our brothers also want to ask for advice!"
As the challenge is issued, and a sword jumps into the ring. The onlookers were in an uproar, and then whispered, looking very excited, and Zixue, who had been raising her falling, paused for a moment, and faintly heard a man's laughter.
The two of them had already run dozens of steps, and when they heard someone challenging behind them, their bodies stopped, and they turned their heads to look at Long Ji, one of them sneered: "It's not a small amount of courage, if you want to step on us up, this will fulfill you!"
The two of them flew back to the ring against the wind, staring at Long Ji and Yijian with ill intentions.
Long Ji looked up to the sky and said to the flying Zixue: "I heard that if you defeat and win ten games in a row, you can go up the mountain, yes or no?"
"Not bad!" The man who passed through the purple snow was like gold, and his tone revealed a slight curiosity.
"Boy, you still honestly win ten games in a row, where did you have the courage to challenge us?" The flying sword protector came out, firmly protecting the two of them, and the one who spoke first said a blow.
Yijian was a little nervous, but still arched his hand according to the rules of the competition: "In the next sword, Xielongji junior brother, please give advice!"
"Cheng Fangyuan!"
"Drink!"
"Please advise!"
lazily reported his name, and his eyes were instantly solemn!
With a sword in the lead, the sword in hand, slashing towards the opposite side with all his strength, the brilliant sword qi flew out from the tip of the sword, split into two, and almost teleported to appear in the opponent's door.
"Bump!"
The two of them were cut by the sword qi, but there was no blood at all, the afterimage was blown away by the wind, the flying sword bypassed the fierce sword qi, and roared towards Yijian and Long Ji, and the figure had disappeared.
The flying sword attacked, and Long Ji raised his hand to knock it away.
Countless fluttering purple snow drew mysterious curves on the edge of the ring, and the sword qi of a sword was bounced back by the purple snow that seemed to be weak and couldn't help the wind.
A sword was surprised, and he was invisibly in awe of the man who secretly controlled Zixue.
Li Ranzheng and the others were shouting and cheering in the audience, the cultivators of the Sword Sect in the audience accounted for the majority, and the voices of the other cultivators were quickly drowned out by the voices of the disciples of the Sword Sect, Li Yue's face was flushed with excitement, and Li Yang looked at Li Yue dotingly, and he couldn't see anything else except her in his eyes.
There is no white light of Kyushu spiritual mist in the Purple Snow Realm, the whole world is light purple light, and suddenly a white light lights up in the ring, it is the protector of those two!
A figure appeared on the retreat path of the flying sword at the right time, holding the hilts of the two flying swords with both hands, turning the tip of the sword, and stabbing at Long Ji, another figure appeared behind Long Ji, and the three-foot-long white banner stabbed at his back silently.
The audience exclaimed, the cooperation between the two can be described as close, they have the Dharma to protect their bodies, and they attack Long Ji completely without hesitation.
The sword just now gave Yijian enough confidence, he shouted, forcibly turned his body, and turned to face the cultivator holding the double sword: "Take the sword!"
The mana quickly rotated in the meridians, and according to the luck method of the "Purple Jiuhuan Imperial Sword Technique", another sword light slashed over, and it almost didn't take time, and it instantly slashed at Cheng Fangyuan's protector.
"Humph!"
There was a man's exclamation in the purple snow, and Cheng Fangyuan's protector was shattered by a touch, and a large handful of purple snow drew a mysterious route, abruptly blocking the door of Chengfang's distance.
"Snort" sounded continuously, the sword qi was wrapped in purple snow and then dissipated, and the purple snow within more than ten zhang around the ring suddenly burst out.
The cultivators in the audience were shocked, and even Li Yang looked up in shock.
Cheng Fangyuan's face fell to the ground with a pale face, and a sword stopped rushing forward in a daze.
A large area of purple snow gathered over and wrapped around the hands and feet of the four people in the ring. Long Ji frowned slightly, letting Zixue wrap himself.
"Yijian and Long Jisheng!" The purple snow that wrapped the bodies of the four people controlled their bodies and put the two sides on both sides of the ring, and a gust of wind blew, and the purple snow on the limbs scattered with the wind.
The disciples of the Sword Sect in the audience eagerly congratulated the two, and Long Ji laughed, very happy.
Cheng Fangyuan's face was uncertain, and he suddenly shouted: "I don't accept it! The Dharma Protector is not working at full strength, otherwise how could he be split by his sword!"
"Losing is losing, winning is winning!" the man's voice was indifferent, "One Sword Dragon follows the two junior disciples to cultivate well, congratulations to the two, you can go up the mountain at any time to have a look!"
After a pause, the man said, "Senior Brother Yijian has been passed on by the elders?"
Yijian whispered, "That's true...... That day, I had a very pleasant conversation with the elders, and the elders passed on two mantras!"
“...... I see, the junior brother's luck is enviable! The junior brother's sword aura is fierce, don't leave your hands in the future!"
"Thank you, senior brother, for just making a move, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable!"
The two had no choice but to retreat, so they could only challenge again in order to go up the mountain.
Li Ranzheng and others surrounded the two of them with reverence, and a sword was rarely complimented by others, and the words of everyone made him quite embarrassed.
Li Yue squeezed in front of Yijian, very excited: "Senior Brother Yijian is so powerful!
Yijian said with a smile: "Where is it powerful, I will have a stronger sword qi, I can't even adapt to the Kyushu spiritual mist, but I can't compare to your brother!"
Arching his hand to everyone, in their envious eyes, Long Ji pulled a sword and stepped on the stone stairs and ran towards the top of the mountain.
Yijian, who stepped on the stone staircase, didn't see the brilliance in Li Yue's eyes behind her, she lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then talked to Li Yang on the side and left.
The noise of the ring gradually became quiet until it was difficult to hear, the stone staircase was wide, the trees on the king were tall and lush, and several hundred-zhang rivers and waterfalls roared down from the top of the mountain, like a few hairs on the body of a giant, and the whole mountain only had traces of buildings at the top of the mountain, and the rest of the place was covered by trees.
Long Ji looked up at the top of the mountain and laughed, "The master above!