Chapter 213.1

In the main hall of "Sanqing cave" on Tianshu peak, Zhenjun of Jianyang sits at the top, and Zihe Zhenjun and Shengtong Zhenjun sit on the left and right sides of his hands.

They all watched a water curtain above the main hall, which was exactly what happened on Fuyao peak.

"Master! Younger martial brother Jingxi is too headstrong! " Purple and true gentleman complexion slightly took some embarrassment: "let purple Xia door how to see?"? It's really out of order. "

Jianyang real Jun face expressionless, only slightly nodded, said: "Jingxi is too much nonsense."

Zihe and Zhenjun looked at Changxing and Qixiu, who agreed to fight tomorrow. They were already worried: "what do you do now, master? Or I'll go and tell the real jade finger to take care of his apprentice. That's all about the engagement. "

"Then how? Now that we have an appointment, we will fight. " Shengtong Zhenjun suddenly interjected.

"How can we fight?" Zihe Zhenjun looked at Shengtong Zhenjun: "it's not you, younger martial sister. You should know more about Qixiu than me. It's Jianxiu! Although not the first one in the inner gate foundation building disciples, they are also the best. Younger martial sister's accomplishments are not as good as others. How can she fight with others? "

Sheng Tong's face hesitated a little, but he still cut off the railway: "even if you want to lose, you have to fight!"

"Younger martial brother, you..." Zihe Zhenjun sighed and said, "you don't know, younger martial sister is in a delicate situation. If you lose this time, it will be more difficult in the future."

Shengtong Zhenjun didn't speak. He was wiping his sword back and forth with a piece of silk in his hand, but his eyes were firm and his lips were tight. This expression had already explained everything.

Purple and true gentleman in the heart anxious straight Nao wall: he this is what life! The two younger martial brothers we met are not reliable one by one. The fourth younger martial brother is making trouble day by day. Don't you think we're going to pit the younger martial sister today? The third younger martial brother doesn't make trouble, but he only has that sword in his heart. He doesn't know the world at all!

"Ah! You are such a wooden head! Zihe Zhenjun was anxious and angry, and then asked, "where's younger martial brother Xiao? Younger martial brother Xiao must have a way

"I sent Dongyang to do something outside, but he is not in the clan now." Jianyang Zhenjun said, stroking his long beard and looking at Zihe Zhenjun: "do you think that your younger martial sister will lose?"

"Master? Do you mean younger martial sister will win Zihe and Zhenjun look at Jianyang Zhenjun suspiciously: master has the power of prophecy. Have you seen the result just now?

Jianyang Zhenjun looked at his first disciple, quite helpless: "I didn't say that."

Then he shook his head slightly: Zihe is honest, kind and good at everything, but he worries too much, and his mind is not pure enough. That's why he was the first to enter the school, but his accomplishments are similar to those of his two younger martial brothers.

"The master is..." Purple and true gentleman hesitated to ask a way: "also advocate to let younger martial sister challenge?"

"It's up to your younger martial sister whether she should go or not. She was supposed to go by herself all the way." Jianyang Zhenjun's eyes narrowed slightly: "besides, your younger martial sister is not as weak as you think. Maybe she will win?"

Win? It's too small a chance.

"Alas Zihe and Zhenjun give a long sigh. I'd better prepare some talismans for my younger martial sister. If I can't, I'll smash them with talismans. I can't lose too much.

The next day, before noon, Changxing had arrived at Tianshu peak Yanwu hall. She thought she had arrived ahead of time, but she didn't know that she was late.

In Yanwu hall, a fighting platform rises in the middle of the hall, surrounded by disciples who come to watch the battle. It's not too much to describe the scene as a sea of people.

Changxing looks at the blocked road and the Dharma platform in the air. He hesitates to fly over their heads. But it seems impolite. From time to time, there are comments from his disciples:

"Hey! I said, "why didn't Meng Changxing come?" A slightly impatient voice.

"Who knows? It's probably because I'm afraid to come! " A lazy voice.

"She's smart. I'm afraid she'll be miserable when she comes!" The sound of schadenfreude.

"Yes! It's elder martial brother Qixiu! Although the cultivation is not the highest, it's sword cultivation. I heard my master say that if Qi cultivation doesn't come out for a hundred years, he will definitely become a monk! " The sound of excitement and worship.

"Elder martial brother Qixiu's skill is still up to you! That's obvious to all! I don't know where Meng Changxing got his courage! " A proud voice.

“……”

Changxing hears that it's just how powerful Qi Xiu is and how she is. She worships Jianyang Zhenjun by her relationship. In fact, she is a flower shelf piled up by pills. What's more, there are three completely different versions of her life experience. One of the most outrageous versions is that she is the descendant of the nun who Jianyang Zhenjun loved when she was young!

Changxing was sweating when he heard that the friar didn't go to practice. How could he be so fond of chewing his tongue? The eight trigrams are even better than the secular gossip.

Changxing couldn't listen any more. Suddenly, he made a sound, which interrupted the miscellaneous comments around him: "please let me go! Excuse me

Changxing's voice, with spiritual power, spread all over the corner of Yanwu hall.At the age of 17 or 18, she was tall and straight, with a little heroic spirit. She was dressed in a goose yellow shirt, with a bun on her head and a jade hairpin on her head. Her hair fell down to her waist like a waterfall. Her eyebrows were green without painting. Her lips were slightly closed, her lips were not dyed, her skin was like the mid autumn moon, and her eyes were like stars Standing on the edge of the crowd, she is full of youth, which only makes people feel ashamed.

Standing in front of the long star, a look back to see the long star's smiling face, embarrassed color floating on the face, quickly to both sides to avoid, clear a way.

Long star is not busy to the high platform.

Qi Xiu, who was waiting with his sword in his arms, saw the arrival of Changxing, jumped up and flew to the high platform.

Qi Xiu's leap was as graceful as a dragon. He didn't drag the mud and water. He looked very pleasant. His disciples were cheering below.

Changxing walks to the high platform, Xuannv boots starts, and also lightly steps on the high platform.

They stand on one side of the platform and look at each other quietly, but they don't speak. Now they just wait for Jindan, who is in charge of the fighting, to arrive.

After waiting for less than a quarter of an hour, he finally came, but he was not the friar of Jindan, but the first one of Yuheng peak, Biwu Zhenjun.

Biwuzhenjun is a great monk in the later period of Yuanying. He is in charge of the discipline Hall of taiqingmen. He is the most upright and taciturn. He keeps a certain distance from all the monks in the sect. He is not particularly close or distant. Usually, if it is not a major event of the sect, he seldom appears in front of the public.

All the disciples were surprised, but they bent down to salute: "I've seen the real king Biwu!"

Biwu really junlue waved his hand and sat on the judging seat in the middle of the fighting platform. Then he looked at the two people on the platform: "are you two going to fight?"

Qi Xiu and Chang Xing nodded in a hurry.

"Well." Biwu Zhenjun nodded slightly: "do you know the rules? It's hard to avoid injury in fighting. If there are casualties, you should bear the consequences! However, we can't hurt people's lives maliciously until we have learned from each other! "

"Yes! Remember Qi Xiu and Changxing share the same voice.

Biwuzhenjun no longer talks nonsense, only raised his hand to hit a few array keys, opened the protective prohibition of the Dharma platform, and announced: "let's start!"

Changxing frowns slightly. He doesn't want to be investigated. He doesn't want to be known by Zixia sect, so as not to affect the relationship between the two schools and make it difficult for the master to do it. Even my elder martial brother, although he is perverse, he can do it for himself, and who calls him a monk Yuan Ying? The strength of Xiuzhen world is the most respected. Strength is the truth. You dare not argue in front of elder martial brother, but dare to challenge me here. Elder martial brother really didn't teach the wrong person! What's more, the elder martial brother found an excuse just because you two were careless and talked about people behind your back. But now you don't know how to restrain yourself and want to make things big. Changxing's only guilt is gone.

"Since you've asked for punishment, go to the animal garden, and I'll tell you." The sound of the long star is flat.

Qi Xiu's face is slightly surprised. Meng Changxing's reaction is not in his expectation. Shouldn't she continue to apologize and plead now?

"Why do you punish us?" But Yang Xiong's face changed. His anger roared out like substance. Changxing only felt that his ears were hammered.

"Just because I am a disciple of Jianyang Zhenjun, and just now, my elder martial brother, Jingxi Zhenjun, personally ordered me." Long star light way: "these are not enough?"

"Don't think your master is the real king of Jianyang, you can be lawless!" Yang Xiongqi's desire to crack: "a wild girl with unknown origin dares to bully me openly!"

With that, a pair of maces came out of the air.

Chang Xing didn't hesitate. As soon as he lifted his right hand, a wall rose up, blocking the double Maces. He looked coldly at Yang Xiong: "the sect stipulates that disciples are not allowed to fight privately. If you want to compete with me, you can fight with me! However, if you don't put away your magic weapon at this time, you will be provoking and harming your classmates for no reason. According to the rules, you will be sent to the mine to do hard work for three years. "

"You Yang Xiong's white face was red: "you deceive people too much!"

Changxing's right arm vibrated, and the wall turned into a mist. He rolled up his double maces and threw them at Yang Xiong. Yang Xiong caught them in a hurry, but he stepped back several steps. Qi Xiu gave Yang Xiong a hand in a hurry, and then he stood firm.

The faces of the two brothers all changed. They didn't expect that Meng Changxing was so powerful!

"To deceive you? You are not qualified yet Long star light way, understatement of appearance, is stabbing the eyes of the brothers.

Changxing has never been a baozi. Before, he had no backstage background. When he met Lin min'er, he dared to fight back. Now his cultivation is better than him. There are so many backers behind him, and there is no reason to pack baozi.

Yang Xiong also wanted to make a theory. Qi Xiu had caught him, looked coldly at Chang Xing, and said, "that's it. Tomorrow afternoon, Yanwu hall."

Long star slightly nods, "good."