The sky and the earth are vast, and the courtyards are cold with snow.

Zhang Jingchang sat on a recliner in the courtyard of Linxi Town, swaying gently, and the curling smoke rising from the cigarette stick could not melt the snow in the air.

This was the first time he had come to Jing Fei's dream world, and when he first entered the dream world, his third-order consciousness almost broke through Jing Fei's dream, but fortunately, it converged in time, but even so, nearly a third of the houses collapsed and dispersed.

Thinking of Jing Fei's desire to cry without tears at that time, Zhang Jingchang was secretly refreshed, who let Jing Fei secretly bring his granddaughter into a dream, so it can be regarded as a small punishment as a warning.

It is much easier to remanifest what existed in the dream world than to build a tall building on the ground, but it will take a lot of time after all, and in addition, Jing Fei has a deep understanding of the consciousness of a third-order monk.

Taking blood pollen is a long-term process, and the best effect is achieved by practicing exercises related to consciousness after taking it.

Jing Fei had deliberately gone to Fenglin Pavilion, but unfortunately this kind of exercise was extremely scarce, but fortunately, dream-building or dream-building cultivation can achieve the effect of refining consciousness, and the medicinal effect of blood drinking pollen can also absorb seventy or eighty percent.

In the small courtyard, Jing Fei brought up a silver spear and pierced Guo'er's heart, Guo'er's feet were fluttering lightly to avoid this thorn, this dodge step combined the seven-star step and the phantom step, less illusory and more agile.

Taking advantage of Jing Fei's gun's momentum, Guo'er took a step forward against the barrel of the gun, inch long and strong, inch short and dangerous, Jing Fei expected that Guo'er would have this move, and the tail of the gun was pushed horizontally to block this fierce punch, Jing Fei was shocked back a step, and Guo'er followed.

After three steps, the triple wave hit, Jing Fei's right foot stepped out, the tail of the gun was empty, the fist and gun intersected, Jing Fei used his right foot as the fulcrum to rotate and unload, and pulled the head of the gun after the tail of the gun and swept it heavily on Guo'er's shoulder, only to hear a boom, Guo'er broke through the wall and fell into the ruins.

The corners of Zhang Jingchang's mouth twitched, glared at Jing Fei and said:

"Can you do it lightly? ”

Jing Fei smiled awkwardly and said:

"This is in a dream, of course, the more dangerous the better, so that we can be more cautious in reality. ”

At this time, Guo'er got up from the ruins, and instead of frustration on her dusty little face, she asked with a bright face:

"You came up with this trick yourself?"

Jing Fei waved his sleeves lightly, and a fresh breeze rose on the ground, and the fruit became dusty again.

Zhang Jingchang said at the right time:

"How could he come up with such a wonderful move, this is the move of a second-order monk in Taki County during the day, but people use this move to break the sword. ”

Guo'er listened to a little bit, with Jing Fei imitating the second-order master during the day, and Zhang Jingchang pointing out on the side, Guo'er's progress was obvious.

The next day, Guo'er and Jing Fei returned to the small courtyard after the game, and in their dreams they could temper their martial arts consciousness, and finally they needed to integrate their consciousness with their body's reactions.

Guo'er didn't go to Jing Fei's dream, and pondered the various moves used by Jing Fei before, while Jing Fei sat alone and occasionally commented on a few sentences.

Zhang Jingchang didn't come back until the second watch, and when he entered the door, he was carrying a food box in his hand, and the Ge family was banqueting guests from the three counties in Wenjun Pavilion tonight, and Zhang Jingchang helped the two bring some food by the way.

Now after taking blood drink pollen, the time flow rate of the dream world can reach seven times, but the time left for Guo'er is still very hasty, martial arts is not an overnight thing, fortunately, it is only to practice the skills of the enemy, Guo'er has a solid foundation, and more than ten hours is enough.

In fact, Jing Fei felt that with Guo'er's strength, even if he didn't study the enemy's strategy, he could still come out on top, and the growth brought to Guo'er by the third-order demon beast blood medicinal bath for half a year was undoubtedly huge.

The seven small realms of the body refiner quench the body, respectively, refine the tendons, bones, skin, organs, blood, and marrow, and finally cultivate a breath of vitality in the dantian to achieve the second order.

Guo'er had already refined his physique to the threshold of the second order a few years ago, and Zhang Jingchang's expectations for Guo'er were too high, so Guo'er continued to polish his physique.

Jing Fei heard Guo'er ask when he could break through the second order, and Zhang Jingchang said with a smile:

"Just defeat my grandfather half a year ago. ”

Half a year ago, Zhang Jingchang was the peak of the second order, even if he had been trapped for many years and his blood qi had a loss, his strength was not comparable to that of an ordinary second-order refiner, and he could overturn the peak of the second order with the first order, so that the bottom realm could be crossed, Jing Fei believed that Guo'er's future achievements would be extraordinary.

The third day was the last day of the Lantern Festival martial arts meeting, and it was also the most lively day, Jing Fei and the three of them did not come with the spiritual monastery early, and the sky was not clear after they arrived, and there were only a few people on the ice.

The maid of Qingheyuan made an ice hole by the lake, and at this time he was feeding the candle, and after eating the fish food, the light emitted by the candle formed a golden pillar of light through the hole, and the pillar of light was reflected on the face of the feeding maid, and the smile became brighter and brighter.

If the swimming candle illuminates the night sky in the early morning, the fish feeder ignites the coldness of the human heart in the cold winter.

For a moment, the three of them looked at the place, and their hearts fluctuated.

It is a pity not to paint such a beautiful scenery, Jing Fei took out the charcoal pen from his arms and sat on the ice and began to paint, the cold under him was biting, but he couldn't stop Jing Fei's enthusiasm for painting.

The crowd of spectators and participants came one after another, all attracted by the beautiful scenery of the lake, some were amazed, some were chanted and praised, and some went to watch.

After finishing the painting, there were already people around him, and everyone looked at the pillar of light in the distance and then at Jing Fei's paintings, and the voices of praise were full of praise.

"What kind of painting method are you, how about selling me for 100 gold. ”

It was the kid who mocked Jing Fei the day before yesterday who spoke.

"One hundred gold, it won't be the milk money you saved, do you know what people's nicknames are, poetry thousand gold, a poem sells for a thousand taels of gold, and your one hundred gold is only enough to buy three words. ”

Jing Fei didn't expect that it was Geng Le, who was the most unsociable on weekdays.

When the child heard Geng Le's words, his face turned red, and he glared at Geng Le fiercely, squeezed away from the crowd and left.

At this time, Guo'er curiously asked what three words can you buy for a hundred gold?

Geng Le said with a cold face:

"Jing Fei. ”

The crowd erupted in laughter.

The children of the Chengping County Spiritual Monastery looked at it with red eyes, and they all begged Jing Fei to draw one for each of them, Jing Fei nodded and said:

"When the next soul-measuring session is over, I'll draw one for each of you. ”

Putting away the painting book and glancing at the crowd, the contestants had reached seven, seven, eight, eight, and the martial arts meeting began after two incense sticks.

The two groups of two groups decided the top 100 and top 20 respectively, and this morning was a challenge, in which it was inevitable that there would be bad luck in being eliminated by the best in the knockout round, and the challenge gave these participants a chance to advance.

The 120 contestants stood neatly around the arena, and Guo'er's red dress was particularly dazzling in the soft light of the candle.

At the beginning of the challenge, in the first-order group, except for the red-clothed and red-fisted Guo'er, the white-clothed silver-gun boy, and the black-clothed narrow-knife boy, everyone else received the challenge, and there were still a few who successfully advanced.

When Chaoyang was born, Jing Fei found that the white-clothed silver-speared boy had received the first challenge invitation, and then the black-clothed narrow-knife boy had also received a challenge invitation.

At first, Jing Fei thought that this was a challenger who wanted to weigh his catties, but then there were more and more challengers to the two, and the smell of conspiracy became heavier and heavier.

Jing Fei turned his head to look carefully in the crowd of spectators, and when his eyes fell on the second-order viewing platform, he found that Ge Tianhong was stealing fun with a fan to hide his face, and his gloating expression was difficult to hide.

As if noticing Jing Fei's gaze, Ge Tianhong turned his face and beckoned to Jing Fei, then jumped out of the stands and walked towards Jing Fei.

"What the hell is this?" Jing Fei asked, looking at Ge Tianhong beside him.

"Brother Jing, you can't say that, I just want to appreciate the skills of those two little heroes. ”

Ge Tianhong whispered with a fan to cover it, not caring at all whether the second- and third-order monks around him could hear it.

Jing Fei was speechless, rich people really know how to play, in fact, he knew in his heart that this was Ge Tianhong trying to find out the bottom of the two for Guo'er.

At this moment, Shi Minrou suddenly said:

"Hey, look, someone is going to challenge Guo'er. ”

Jing Fei looked at it, the one who challenged Guo'er was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, the boy's strength was not weak, and Guo'er used two punches to knock the opponent down.

Before waiting for Guo'er to end the game, someone challenged him, and he returned the favor in his own way, and a fool could see the problem, and the audience kept shouting and scolding, claiming that the other two counties were despicable and consumed the physical strength of their own contestants.

Ge Tianhong's face couldn't hold back, his eyes flickered, and he smiled:

"Compared with my financial resources, I, Ge Tianhong, have never been afraid of anyone. ”

After that, he beckoned his retinue from home and stuffed ten golden tickets with a denomination of 1,000 taels.

Without waiting for Ge Tianhong to speak, the county magistrate Gao Jin suddenly stood up and announced:

"After the evaluation of several third-order monks, Zhang Guoer of Chengping County, Wei Zihong of Hudong County, and Li Lin of Taki County are all among the top 100 leaders, and from now on, challengers are not allowed to challenge the three again. ”

Ge Tianhong secretly scolded and took back the golden ticket in his arms.

At noon, the challenge ends and the ranking match begins.

Guo'er, Wei Zihong, and Li Lin have also gone down more often, but I don't know if someone specially arranged it or luck, the three of them never met.

The sky was dyed with sun, and the most exciting competition of the Lantern Festival Martial Arts Association began, and the rankings after the three were already settled, and the top three rankings of the first-order group and the second-order group were to be determined at this time.

The ice platform in the center of the arena had been eliminated by Ge Feiyan with the Cold Water Beast, and only one was left except for the three viewing platforms.

The finals of the second-order group were ranked ahead, and the two people who took the lead on stage, Jing Fei and Ge Tianhong, knew each other, it was Li Lan, the guardian of the Ge family, and Shi Jinpeng, the owner of the Chongyue Martial Arts Hall.

Shi Minrou probably didn't know about the bloody love triangle between her parents and Li Lan, and shouted loudly for her father to come on.

Ge Tianhong glanced at the stands where he was sitting before, couldn't help laughing, and whispered to Jing Fei:

"There's a good show to watch. ”

Jing Fei glanced in the direction that Ge Tianhong was looking at just now, and Shi Minrou's mother, Min Qingying, clenched her fists tightly and looked at the two on the field with a complicated expression.

"Hey, when you meet your rivals, you can't make a real fire. ”

I don't know who shouted first under the platform, and the crowd suddenly became lively, and then saw Min Qingying's face blushing.

Shi Minrou and Guo'er listened to the ridicule on the stage and looked dazed, Guo'er asked Shi Minrou:

"That man with a knife and your father are rivals in love?"

Which father and mother will tell these things to their children, of course Shi Minrou didn't know, she glanced around with an inquiring eye, and finally stared at Jing Fei and asked:

"Brother Jing Fei, is that person really a rival in love with my father? ”

As soon as this kind of thing is stepped on and a foot in the mud, Jing Fei will not get involved, shook his head and said that he didn't know.

In the end, Shi Minrou turned her head to look at her mother, Min Qingying noticed her daughter's gaze, smiled awkwardly, and her face became more and more red.

Li Lan and Shi Jinpeng stood on the field and stared at each other, turning a blind eye to the ridicule from the audience, and it would be embarrassing to say one more word.

The sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the two of them disappeared at the same time, and after they appeared, the two exchanged positions, one shoulder was bleeding like a deep wound, and the other was spitting out a mouthful of blood on his chest.

Shi Minrou covered her mouth in shock when she saw her father injured, tears glistening in her eyes.

Jing Fei also gasped, this is too ruthless, the audience was also silent, and the commotion instantly subsided.

Jing Fei turned his head to Ge Tianhong and whispered:

"If you continue to fight like this, it won't happen. ”

Ge Tianhong replied:

"It's like this every year, they have their own measure, and besides, there are so many third-order cultivators watching, nothing can happen. ”