Chapter 175

Yan qingmo was shocked and drove away with magic tools.

They got there as fast as they could. Well nine was already there.

Dai Yin was lying on the snow with no vitality. His face was cut several cracks by some sharp object. His flesh and blood were blurred. He looked very miserable.

The green rope was broken into dozens of pieces and scattered around his body. There was a tiny black hole in it, and its depth was unknown.

The little shadow should have escaped into the ground along the black hole. It was so fast that it couldn't even put on Jing Jiu's sword knowledge.

The cold wind roared, mixed with snow particles hitting people's faces. It was extremely cold, and there was a dead silence in the field.

Before joining the Dao war, they all knew the relevant knowledge and confirmed that as long as they did not enter the hinterland of the snow field, they should not encounter too strong monsters. How can the little thing flying out of the snow footed beast's shell look like listening ears? Why is it so terrible that even the magic weapon of the Kunlun sect could not hurt it, but was broken into dozens?

Yan qingmo had a lot of anxiety and fear in their hearts, and subconsciously looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu silently looked at the corpse on the snow and reconfirmed why the man wanted to come to the snow field to participate in the Dao war.

As he and Zhao Layue once said, life and death are the most here.

This is at least one reason.

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After summer, the Chaoge city gradually became muggy, but the practitioners of Xishan Curie didn't have to worry about this problem.

In the gentle breeze summoned by the array, how can you feel hot while enjoying the cold plum in the painting under the corridor?

With the passage of time, there are more and more plum blossoms in those paintings, which has attracted a lot of admiration.

Each painting represents several practitioners participating in the Taoist war. Because of their different styles, the pictures presented are naturally different.

The painting in which Luo Huainan is located has the most plum blossoms, and the painting in Tonglu has the most plum blossoms.

Even those paintings with only two or three plum blossoms and a little shabby also have the meaning of stubbornness and unyielding.

Only that picture is still blank.

When the bell rang, the practitioners were slightly stunned, immediately understood the meaning, walked outside the corridor and retreated to the pavilions in the mountains.

There are big people coming to enjoy the painting. They need to avoid it for the time being.

Standing in the forest, looking at several figures looming in the corridor in the distance, the practitioners talked and wondered what the big people would say.

Soon, the comments of those great figures on plum paintings were spread here. The most valued natural thing was the comments of Zen.

Zen Zi had the highest evaluation of Bai Zao, praising: "this painting is symmetrical and bony, the most beautiful."

The practitioners were a little surprised and thought that Mingming Luo Huainan performed best. Why did Zen Zi think he was inferior to his younger martial sister?

After meditating for a moment and thinking about the word symmetry in that sentence, people vaguely understood the meaning of Zen.

Luohuainan is indeed very strong. More than ten plump plum blossoms are sent out from a cold branch, but there are not many plum blossoms from other companions. The whole picture looks a little uneven.

On the contrary, the plum blossoms in Bai Zao's painting are evenly distributed, which means that she is very clear about the abilities of her companions and can give full play to their strength.

Judging by the future leaders of the right path, she really wants to be better than luohuainan.

"How did Zen Zi evaluate Jingjiu?"

A famous monk said the most curious question in everyone's heart.

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The young monk walked in the corridor with his hands on his back. His bare feet fell to the ground and made a snapping sound, just like an urchin coming for an outing.

But no matter the leader of Kunlun sect or he Guogong, these great figures in the monastic world honestly followed him and did not dare to speak at will.

The young monk came to a painting, stopped, looked at the branches and large gaps in the painting, and showed a faint smile on his face.

Nan forgot to turn around without expression.

The other dignitaries were not easy to say anything in front of her, but they looked like laughing, and the meaning was very clear.

In the meihui Taoist war, qingshanzong always performed very well, but this time, the usual main force - those talented disciples of liangforgetting peak failed to sign up because of Jingjiu. Zhao Layue, who agreed to participate in the Taoist war, was forced to quit because of that thing.

Well nine since the war, of course, is no doubt the representative of Castle Peak.

It's just that his current performance, not to mention the humiliation of Castle Peak, is really beyond comment.

Because of some things in those years, the leader of Kunlun disliked Jing Jiu most. He felt happy and sneered at the blank painting.

Nan forgot to look at him and didn't speak.

He and the Duke hurried to make things right and said, "I don't know what happened, or what happened to my companions."

"It can't solve the problems in the team, but it's also a problem to be dragged down by peers."

The Kunlun leader sneered and said, "just as Zen said, the lack of leadership is embarrassing even if the Kendo talent is high."

Nan forgot to pick his eyebrow slightly and prepare to say something. Just then, the young monk suddenly sighed and attracted everyone's attention“ They say that my old friend is lazy. " The young monk looked at the picture and said with emotion, "it seems that he is really lazy now." Zen left Xishanju and returned to Jingjue temple. His comments on Jingjiu still echoed in Xishan Curie. The practitioners looked at each other speechless and thought that this reason or excuse was really novel, but why did they always feel like a scoundrel? But Zen opened a golden mouth. Who dares to question it? And looking back is to see what kind of plum blossom will be drawn when Jing Jiuyi is no longer lazy. At this time, a painter hurried out from the depths of the west mountain house. The practitioners knew the identity of the painter. Looking at the dignified look on the painter's face, they couldn't help but be surprised and thought, what happened? The painter went directly to a painting that had been watched for many days, picked up his pen and drew a plum blossom in the blank. The people were surprised and gathered around. The plum blossom was very small, and when I looked down along the branch, I saw an unknown name, and everyone whispered. Although the plum blossom is very small, and the low-level monster in the snow country was not killed by Jing Jiu, it is a beginning after all. The really shocking thing is behind. After drawing the plum blossoms, the painter did not leave, but changed a new pen, dipped it in ink, and drew a black line on the name very seriously. The rain corridor was quiet and silent. The Taoist war finally began. Who is Dai yin? Why is it the team of well nine At the top of Xishanju is a Lingyun Qifeng. There are floating clouds outside the fence, which can't cover the scenery of Chaoge city. The leader of Kunlun stood by the fence, narrowed his eyes, and his face was extremely cold. Dai Yin was a key disciple trained by Kunlun. As a result, he died. There is definitely a problem. He must ask the qingshanzong to give himself an account. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.