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Bai Chuli screamed, grabbed Yun Yan's shoulder and shook it vigorously.

It's all gone!! It's all gone!!

As soon as Yan Juefu fell into Yun Zhen's arms, he immediately smelled a very rich fragrant and fragrant fragrance of flowers, as well as the coercion emanating from the power of the Eighth Realm.

Yan Jue's scalp suddenly numb, and with a "poof-" sound, he actually spit out a mouthful of blood mist and splashed it on Yun Zhen's body.

Everyone: "...

The exquisite embroidery on Yun Zhen's clothes was immediately stained with a layer of scarlet.

Immediately, someone closed their eyes as if they couldn't bear it.

Everyone knows that Fairy Yunzhen likes to be clean, and disciples who are usually a little dirty can't enter her Qiuli Xuan.

Yan Jue didn't fly this time, but it fell on Yun Zhen.

It's going to be a bad luck.

Qi Xianqing's pupils shrank, and he quickly took two steps forward.

Yan Jue was dizzy, and when he reacted, he was lying in an extraordinarily soft embrace.

Yun Zhen immediately hugged her and rubbed her face dotingly: "Good fight, good fight, really good fight."

Yan Jue's eyes widened in horror, his body subconsciously shrank back, and his fair face had been kneaded into a dough.

Yun Zhen: "The child can be taught!" I watched Xiao Yan's swordsmanship just now, and the fight was really good, much better than Xianqing at that time. Everyone

: "..."

Qi Xianqing's gaze crossed the martial arts platform and fell directly on Yan Jue.

Her hands hanging at her sides subconsciously tightened.

Yun Zhen then frowned and looked at Qi Xianqing on the stage: "Such a cute little girl, can you bear to put such a heavy hand!" Before the

words fell, there was an uproar around.

It is said that Yun Zhen's love is like life.

Unexpectedly, he reprimanded Qi Xianqing in front of the public.

And this reprimand, how does it feel weird...

Yun Zhen's clothes were full of Yan Jue's blood, and he didn't feel disgusted, but actually directly supported it with one hand, and Yan Jue was lifted.

Yun Zhen walked towards the outside of the square: "The sword is gone?" It's okay, I'll give you a sword for the teacher.

Qi Xianqing raised his eyebrows, his lips moved slightly, and a word was stuck in his throat: "Teacher-"

Yan Jue's whole person was numb, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, smiled hard,

and held Yun Zhen's shoulder: "Immortal!" No-"

Before the word "no" could be spoken, a purple mist appeared on the soles of Yun Zhen's feet.

Yun Zhen pinched the magic trick with one hand, like a fairy flying into the sky, and Tengyun drove the mist and flew away with Yan Jue.

At the same time, Qi Xianqing on the martial arts stage jumped up, stepped on the fairy sword candle shadow, and left quickly.

Everyone: "..."

This is the first time, just after the end of the race, the winner and the loser have run.

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Yan Jue was carried by Yun Zhen, and she felt that the clouds were fluttering in front of her, and she couldn't open her eyes at all.

By the time she was finally able to open her eyes, she was already standing in Yunzhen's courtyard.

The courtyard is deep and covered with white clouds.

There is a plaque hanging on the crimson courtyard gate, and the word "Qiulixuan" is written on the plaque in the brushwork of the wood.

Yun Zhen took Yan Jue into the courtyard.

What catches your eye is a huge lake, the water is crystal clear, and the boat in the center is rippling, and you can vaguely see the green grass in the depths of the white clouds over there.

A white deer grazes leisurely on the grass.

Yun Zhen put Yan Jue on the pavilion bench, and put his two fingers together on Yan Jue's head lightly.

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, only to feel that an extremely light aura dissolved from the top of his head, and a cool air led to the limbs, and the originally depressed chest instantly became unblocked.

Yun Zhen is helping her heal.

Yun Zhen nodded between Yan Jue's forehead, and then sat down lazily opposite Yan Jue, with some seriousness in his tone: "Xianqing has always been like this, if you feel wronged, I will teach her a good lesson."

This Yan Jue didn't.

Qi Xianqing has always been fierce in the matter of cultivating the truth, which she has seen.

Although he was shattered, an iron sword that had cultivated a relationship with him for ten days.

Yan Jue was indeed not very happy in his heart.

Yan Jue shook his head and smiled at Yun Zhen: "It's okay."

Yun Zhen stared at Yan Jue, and felt extremely interesting for a while.

Everyone knows that Qi Xianqing takes face very seriously, and in order to win at the Five Dragons Summit, he has repeatedly made ruthless moves.

This is the first time that one person has shown mercy.

The two were relatively speechless for a long time. When

Yan Jue's gaze repeatedly fell on the nine-colored deer grazing leisurely on the lawn over there

, Yun Zhen suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Yan, I want to talk to you about something."

Yan Jue immediately listened attentively: "Immortals, please speak."

For Qi Xianqing's master, Yan Jue is very respectful.

After all, there are only a few powers in the eighth realm of Wulong Mountain, and Yun Zhen is not bad to her.

Yun Zhen: "I see that you are quite talented in cultivation, are you interested in counting it in my name and becoming a personal disciple?"

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Shangyun Zhen's eyes, he actually had a feeling of chill down his spine: "Shang Immortal, the disciple is a cultivator of ice spells, but it is not easy to enter the Earthquake Fire Sect."

Yun Zhen: "Master leads you into the door, cultivation depends on the individual, I lead you into the door, and I just help you get through the second vein of Ren Du, and then I provide you with scriptures and resources, and everything else still depends on you. "...

Yun Zhen: "Master leads you into the door, cultivation depends on the individual, I lead you into the door, and I just help you get through the second vein of Ren Du, and then I will provide you with scriptures and resources, and everything else still depends on you.

Yan Jue really wanted to cry without tears.

Yun Zhen is so enthusiastic, the words are said like this, and refusing again doesn't seem to give Yun Zhen the face of the immortals.

And Yun Zhen's conditions, she is indeed a little tempted.

But what made Yan Jue feel extraordinarily paradoxical was that sooner or later she would have to pack her bags and run away.

If she becomes Yun Zhen's personal disciple, then can she still run...

Thinking of this, Yan Jue couldn't help but feel like she was on pins and needles.

Yun Zhen: "Don't speak, when you acquiesce."

Yan Jue: "..."

I didn't expect to have a fight with Qi Xianqing, and I also recognized a master.

...

Yun Zhen is actually really optimistic about Yan Jue.

I thought this was just an ordinary little disciple.

I didn't expect the talent to be so good.

Yan Jue is an outer disciple of the Shuiyun Sect, and with the temperament of the sect master of the Shuiyun Sect to cover the moon, he will definitely not teach an outer disciple well.

Yan Jue learns completely on his own, and he can comprehend most of the most basic sword techniques, although he is still far from Qi Xianqing, but after all, the teacher is different.

Yun Zhen has taught countless disciples for thousands of years, and the advantages and disadvantages

of his talent

can really be seen at a glance.

If Yan Jue is taken into the door and carefully trained, it will be difficult to find the leader and leader of the next Five Dragons Summit, and they will all belong to the Fire Shaking Sect.

If you want to blame it, you can only blame the situation of their Earthquake Fire Sect recently, and most of them except Qi Xianqing were eliminated in the first and fourth rounds, which really made Yun Zhen angry half to death.

You can't let the old man of the Qi Dun Sect take the lead.

The sky gradually darkened, and Yun Zhen was still talking to Yan Jue very enthusiastically about the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth.

If Yan Jue was usual, he would really have a little leisure to listen to Fairy Yunzhen talk about the avenue.

But she had just pushed too hard during the match and was injured again...

It's already sleepy.

Yun Zhen quickly saw it, so he beckoned and motioned for Yan Jue to come with him.

Yan Jue was stunned, and followed behind Yun Zhen.

Yun Zhen led her to a small attic deep in the white clouds of Qiuli Xuan, and with a wave of her right hand, the attic door opened.

Yan Jue was stunned.

The attic was empty, with one small box after another in it.

It should have been a long time since anyone moved, and the top of each small box was covered with dust.

Yun Zhen: "Xiao Yan, I met for the first time today, I don't have anything for you as a teacher, these boxes are filled with some cultivation resources and magic weapons, you see that there is something useful to you, just take it."

Yan Jue had long been accustomed to Yun Zhen's enthusiasm, and immediately smiled bitterly: "Thank you... Immortals.

Yun Zhen raised his eyebrows: "You are now my personal disciple, and I will pass on the book to Feihe and the moon later, and let her transfer you to me, and then call me to be an immortal, and I will be anxious with you."

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, hurriedly learned Qi Xianqing's appearance, and sneered: "Master."

After

Yun Zhen left, Yan Jue rummaged in the wooden box by himself.

is worthy of being one of the best people in the Five Dragons, Yan Jue is dazzled by the various resources in the box, and he really doesn't know what to choose.

Yan Jue's mind was heavy, and he laboriously opened a small dusty box, raised his hand and fanned it, seeing the contents clearly, and couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.

The box was full of swords.

Clear golden swords, sharp silver swords, and even purple swords, sky blue swords.

Yan Jue's eyes were all spent, and he didn't know

which one

to take.

It doesn't seem appropriate to take something too valuable, this is just the beginning, and she is not sure if Fairy Yunzhen just took her as an apprentice on a whim, or is it serious...

But if you don't take anything, it seems even more inappropriate.

Yan Jue stared at the golden glitter of the box, and felt that his head was about to turn away.

I don't know what kind of state Qi Xianqing is in every time he gets along with Yun Zhen?

Too sleepy.

If it weren't for the conditions, Yan Jue would have wanted to lie down on the side of the box and sleep, and her air pressure was quite low due to sleepiness, and she suddenly inexplicably remembered that she was beaten out of the field by Qi Xianqing at the Five Dragons Summit just now.

That iron sword was so familiar with her, and it was actually broken by Qi Xianqing's casual swing...

I'm in a bit of a bad mood.

Yan Jue chose for a long time before he found an iron sword on the wall that was similar to the one he had before.

It's just that the patterns on this iron sword are more complicated than the iron sword issued by the outer disciples of the Water Cloud Sect.

Yan Jue looked down for a long time, this pattern is a chrysanthemum? Or orchids?

...

Yan Jue held the sword and slowly walked out of Yun Zhen's Qiuli Xuan.

The scenery of the Earthquake Fire Sect is really good, compared to the gentle and elegant Water Cloud Sect, it has a different style.

Yan Jue walked on the road with the sword, sleepy, hot, halfway through, he suddenly felt that this iron sword was extremely unfamiliar. ...

Yan Jue walked on the road with the sword, sleepy, hot, halfway through, he suddenly felt that this iron sword was extremely unfamiliar.

She couldn't help but feel a sour nose when she thought that the road to cultivation was long, that she would have to spend energy to familiarize herself with the new magic weapon, and that the future was very tiring.

Yan Juewu was thinking about his thoughts, and suddenly bumped into someone.

Yan Jue subconsciously retreated, but felt a familiar cold fragrance float up the tip of his nose.

Qi Xianqing walked over and looked down at her: "I'll take a look." "

Qi Xianqing was still dressed in white, and her cold fingertips poked out of her sleeves and held her wrists.

As soon as Yan Jue saw her, he was angry, he shook off his hand all of a sudden, gritted his teeth, and was aggrieved: "You are on the martial arts stage today, why did you break my sword."

Qi Xianqing heard her say this, and for some reason, he felt his heart throb, and subconsciously pursed his lips.

If she saw other opponents on the field,

it was possible for her to play heavier hands than today, but this was the first time, after the game was over, after Yan Jue was taken away by Shizun, Qi Xianqing felt a feeling of guilt in her heart.

In the dim moonlight, Yan Jue's fair face was flushed, and her narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "You are cheating, your sword is so good, but I don't have a sword ..."

Qi Xianqing lowered her head and checked her wrist for wounds.

Actually not, it seems that the teacher has helped Yan Jue expel blood stasis in his body just now.

Qi Xianqing's eyes rolled, and the tip of his tongue touched his teeth: "Otherwise."

Yan Jue was stunned.

Qi Xianqing looked at her and said softly: "You call me back."

Yan Jue: "..."

Since Qi Xianqing said so, Yan Jue was also unceremonious, and punched Qi Xianqing on the shoulder.

This is not a painful touch at all, which makes Qi Xianqing's heart soft in an instant.

Yan Jue was dizzy, she was already injured during the competition today, and Yun Zhen helped her expel the blood from the fire in her body, which consumed too much energy, and she was already very tired.

Qi Xianqing noticed the sword in her arms: "This is what Shizun gave you?"

Yan Jue looked at her and rolled his eyes: "Well, otherwise."

Qi Xianqing: "..."

Yan Jue couldn't help but be a little embarrassed: "I am familiar with the iron sword before, and it took me a long time to figure out its lines." I am so tired.

"I'm getting acquainted with this new sword again now, and I'm really—well—tired!" Yan Jue felt that Qi Xianqing should be her best friend in this world.

She can say some sincere things to Qi Xianqing like she would to a true friend.

Qi Xianqing stared at the iron sword in her arms for a long time, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

She slowly pulled out the new sword in Yan Jue's arms.

Qi Xianqing: "Then let's not be familiar with it."

Yan Jue was slightly stunned.

Qi Xianqing raised his hand, gently rubbed her head, looked at her deeply, and said in a serious tone: "I'll give you a better one." "!