Ji Chaoyun hadn't recovered from the dizziness, and he didn't notice Bai Qiuyue's drastic change in face.
Suddenly, a pair of arms stretched out from the side and hugged Ji Chaoyun. He raised his head and met Feng Qi's concerned eyes: "What's the matter, why is it uncomfortable?"
Ji Chaoyun shook his head: "It's okay..."
Bai Qiuyue's gaze wandered back and forth on Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun, she closed her eyes, and hid a faint smile in her eyes: "Xu Shicai has consumed too much spiritual power in the competition, so take him to Ningdan Hall. Let's find a doctor."
Ji Chaoyun: "No, I'll take a break and—"
"Little Dragon." Bai Qiuyue walked up to Ji Chaoyun and patted him on the shoulder, "Look at your face, don't look at the doctor, do you want to compare the next few games?"
"I… "
Feng Qi calmly pushed Bai Qiuyue's hand away and said, "He's right, I'll take you to the Ningdan Hall."
The competition was too intense just now, and Ji Chaoyun felt exhausted at the moment, unable to refuse, so he could only nod his head.
Bai Qiuyue smiled and said, "Take care of yourself, I'm still waiting for a fight with you in the last round."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the teleportation formation in the center of the high platform.
Ji Chaoyun just wanted to say something, but was picked up by Feng Qi expressionlessly, and walked out of the martial arts field.
"..."
To this day, how could Ji Chaoyun not understand Feng Qi's temperament. He buried his head in Feng Qi's neck, didn't dare to say anything, and let the other party hold him and stride out of the crowd.
It wasn't until he was away from the crowd that Ji Chaoyun raised his head and carefully leaned in to kiss Feng Qi's chin.
Feng Qi paused slightly in his footsteps and continued to walk forward.
Ji Chaoyun looked up at him, his arms around Feng Qi's neck tightened slightly, he straightened up and kissed Feng Qi's lips accurately.
Feng Qi finally couldn't help it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Coax me?"
"Well, coax you." Ji Chaoyun glanced at the surroundings uncomfortably. After all, this place is still the mountain in front of the academy. Although there are not many people, he still encounters a few disciples.
He shrank his neck embarrassedly and whispered, "Don't be angry."
Feng Qi sighed and slowed down: "What did you promise me last night?"
Ji Chaoyun replied: "Do your best, you can't force it."
"Did you do it?"
"..." Ji Chaoyun whispered, "But I don't think..."
Feng Qi glanced down at him, Ji Chaoyun obediently admitted his mistake: "I was wrong."
Feng Qi snorted with satisfaction, holding Ji Chaoyun and continuing to walk in the direction of Ningdan Hall.
Ji Chaoyun was given a training session, but he was a little puzzled.
In fact, he didn't feel that there was any reluctance in the competition just now. It's just that the other party's cultivation base is high, and the test time is longer.
Why do you suddenly feel dizzy
He didn't think of a reason until Feng Qi took him to the Ningdan Hall of the academy.
Feng Qi carried Ji Chaoyun lightly into an empty wing, and just after putting the person on the bed in the inner room, a woman's voice sounded from outside the door.
"It's a big competition in the sky again. A big competition in the sect sent half of the disciples to the Ningdan Hall. Are you going to die in a fight?" The visitor arrived first without hearing his voice, and Feng Qi smiled helplessly. Turning around, he took the initiative to open the curtain of the inner room for him.
A tall, handsome woman walked in.
She glanced at Feng Qi's movements, her expression softened slightly, and looked at Ji Chaoyun: "Where is the discomfort this time?"
Feng Qi preemptively said: "Senior sister, don't blame me, my family Chaoyun has just finished the competition and is a little exhausted. I hope senior sister will diagnose and treat him."
This medical immortal was named Xihua. Although he looked young, his age was no longer a test. When Feng Qi first entered the school, Xihua was already a medical immortal in the Ningdan Hall, but she was also a Tianzi-level disciple of the academy, and it was right to call her senior sister.
Xihua looks good, but his temper is not very good. Even if the whole academy treats him respectfully and politely because of Feng Qi's soaring to the sky, he still doesn't have a good face when he arrives at her place.
"Lie down and stretch out your hand." Xihua sat down on the edge of the bed and put his fingers on Ji Chaoyun's veins, "In this year, you have drank the most medicine from me. I told you that you are in poor health. You can't cultivate like other people without life, your body—"
When Xihua said this, his voice suddenly stagnated.
Feng Qi became nervous: "What's wrong?"
"Your pulse..." Xihua frowned slightly, and then carefully diagnosed and treated for a while before retracting his hand.
She pondered for a moment and did not speak, Feng Qi urged, "How is Chaoyun?"
"What are you in a hurry? It's the same as before." Xihua glared at him and said calmly, "I mean, judging from Chaoyun's pulse, his damaged spiritual core has completely recovered. , there is enough spiritual energy in the body, and there is nothing serious."
Feng Qi asked, "That's it?"
Xihua asked back: "Otherwise what else?"
"Then why is he dizzy?"
Xihua walked over to the desk, took the pen and paper, and replied leisurely, "Perhaps the spiritual core has just been repaired, and after another intense test, the body couldn't adapt for a while. I prescribed two soups to nourish the spiritual power, Go back and drink, and you will be fine if you take a good rest in the past few days."
Ji Chaoyun also asked: "Then what is the stagnant spiritual energy in my body?"
"Depressed spiritual energy?" Xihua paused with the tip of his pen, then raised his head and said, "I didn't find any spiritual energy stagnation in your body."
"But I clearly..." Ji Chaoyun said, putting his hand on his abdomen, subconsciously digging into his spiritual power, but he didn't perceive anything. He blinked suspiciously, "Why... gone?"
Feng Qi asked, "What kind of stagnant spiritual energy did you discover?"
Ji Chaoyun replied: "Before you came back, that spiritual energy always made me uncomfortable. I thought it was what you did to me..."
"Maybe it's just a trace of spiritual energy left when the spiritual core was repaired." Xihua quickly wrote the prescription and said casually, "Since it has been resolved on its own, it proves that it's fine, don't worry too much."
She handed the prescription to Feng Qi: "Hurry back after grabbing the medicine, don't delay here, others in this wing are still waiting to use it."
Feng Qi vaguely felt that things were strange, but Xihua was a high-ranking immortal and had been practicing medicine for many years, so she was naturally trustworthy. He nodded suspiciously, and followed Xihua out to get the medicine.
After taking the medicine, the two returned to Wenqu Peak.
Feng Qi went to the back kitchen to boil the medicine for Ji Chaoyun, and when he brought it back to the house, the latter was sitting cross-legged on the bed, stroking his abdomen lightly with one hand.
Feng Qi put the decoction aside and asked, "What's wrong, are you still feeling sick?"
"It's not uncomfortable, it's just..." Ji Chaoyun frowned slightly and whispered, "I always feel that the aura disappeared strangely, but I can't tell."
"It's not good to disappear, is it possible that you still want to feel uncomfortable all the time?" Feng Qi thought about it too much, rubbed his hair with a smile, turned around and picked up the soup, scooped up a spoonful of blowing cold and handed it to his mouth, " Take medicine."
Ji Chaoyun smelled the medicine and felt faintly nauseated, and shrank back: "The doctor said that I'm fine, so I can't stop drinking it?"
Feng Qi: "No, I have to drink."
Ji Chaoyun shook his head and stepped back, refusing to open his mouth. The two were deadlocked for a while, and Feng Qi suddenly remembered something, put down the soup medicine, and took out a bag of caramel wrapped in oil paper from his arms.
He shook the caramel and asked, "Do you want it?"
"..." Ji Chaoyun was speechless, "Are you coaxing a three-year-old child?"
"If you don't take the medicine, what can I do?" Feng Qi picked out a candy and stuffed it into Ji Chaoyun's mouth, "You can't coax a three-year-old child in the mortal world."
The sweet taste melted in his mouth, Ji Chaoyun swallowed it in two bites, and his eyes drifted towards Feng Qi's hands unconsciously.
Feng Qi hid the caramel behind him, tilted his head and smiled: "Drink the medicine quickly, after drinking the medicine, this bag is yours."
The third round of Tianbang's competition ended soon, and then in the fourth round, there will be one bye because there are still seven people left.
Ji Chaoyun's extremely rare fortune broke out, and he won the bye lottery and obtained the qualification for direct promotion to the next round.
Feng Qi simply locked people in Wenqu Peak to eat and drink, until three days later, the final round of the Tianbang competition began.
The rules of the final round of the Tianbang are slightly changed from the previous rounds.
The remaining four people on the field will be randomly drawn into two groups and will compete at the same time. After the two trials are over, the loser will immediately proceed to the next trial to decide the third and fourth place.
After the loser's field is over, it will be the turn of the two winners to compete to determine the top spot.
On this day, Ji Chaoyun and Feng Qi came to Qianshan, and before entering the arena, they were suddenly blocked by someone.
Wei Shaoyang stood in front of the two with his arms clasped in his arms, his eyebrows couldn't help but be proud: "I'm in the top four now, how is it, Ji Chaoyun, you haven't forgotten our bet, have you?"
When Feng Qi was still in the academy, he didn't go to class very much. He was not impressed by this person, so he tilted his head and asked Ji Chaoyun, "What bet did you make?"
Ji Chaoyun didn't take this matter to heart, so he forgot to tell Feng Qi in advance.
He yawned in Feng Qi's arms and said casually, "I bet with him that if he doesn't make the top three, he will drop out."
Feng Qi made an "oh", and without looking at Wei Shaoyang, he continued to walk forward with Ji Chaoyun in his arms: "What's the point of this kind of bet, it's better to bet on how quickly you can win the final match."
"You..." Wei Shaoyang was ignored for the first time, but he didn't dare to stop Fengqi's way, even if he borrowed a few more courage, he just turned around and shouted, "Ji Chaoyun, don't forget, if I make the top three , you are about to drop out of Hongmeng Academy."
Feng Qi paused and asked, "You still agreed to this kind of request?"
Ji Chaoyun thought for a moment, then replied vaguely, "Well... It seems that there is such a thing."
Feng Qi smiled and tapped on his forehead lightly, and continued to walk towards the viewing seat with the person in his arms, leaving only Wei Shaoyang in anger.
The disciples entered the arena one after another. Ji Chaoyun sat in Feng Qi's seat, sipping the hot tea poured by the other party, and his spirit finally recovered.
In the final test, the four people participating in the test entered the magic circle at the same time, and then were randomly divided into a secret realm by two or two.
Ji Chaoyun opened his eyes from the secret realm and saw an old ancient temple in front of him.
The ancient temple is hidden in the dense forest, the moonlight hangs high in the sky, and the quiet moonlight pours out, reflecting the surrounding silence and coldness.
Ji Chaoyun clenched the long sword in his hand and pursed his lips slightly.
It's just such a scene.
This place… is so similar to where he died in a previous life.
Suddenly, there was a slight noise in the bushes beside him, Ji Chaoyun quietly turned over the tree, and saw a figure in the distance.
Wei Shaoyang walked through the woods silently with a long sword in his hand.
Ji Chaoyun's eyes brightened slightly.
It was him.
He made a bet with Wei Shaoyang that the other party would not be in the top three. He didn't have a firm grasp on it at first, but he didn't expect to win him by accident. In this way, he will definitely win the bet.
Ji Chaoyun thought about it for a moment, then raised his hand and waved a sword qi, which approached Wei Shaoyang's vest.
The latter is worthy of being a Heaven-level disciple, he is very responsive, and he quickly draws his sword to block, but he is still agitated by the sword energy and takes a few steps back.
But when he looked up again, there was no one in the depths of the dark bushes.
The more profound the competition between the two sides, the faster the end time will be. In the other match, Bai Qiuyue had easily won, but Ji Chaoyun still did not decide the winner.
In this competition, Ji Chaoyun changed his face to face the enemy in the past. Instead, he deliberately hid his figure and played Wei Shaoyang round and round.
The disciples present instantly understood Ji Chaoyun's intention.
Wei Shaoyang treated Ye Chenxing like this in the first round of competition.
Before going on the court, Ji Chaoyun had already informed the grievances between the two, and Feng Qi quickly understood Ji Chaoyun's deep meaning. He sat there, shaking his head and chuckling.
"No wonder..."
Ji Chaoyun is confident that this person will definitely lose in the loser's field, because he just wants to exhaust this person's spiritual power in the first match, and will not leave this person with energy for another fight.
This competition finally lasted for almost two hours.
In the light screen, Wei Shaoyang fell on the ground of the ancient temple, his body was covered with dust, and his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the accompanying sword in his hand. In front of him, Ji Chaoyun swung his sword down, and the sword qi suddenly overturned the person and hit the mottled wall of the ancient temple.
The light screen went out, and Wei Shaoyang rolled out of the magic circle in embarrassment.
Ji Chaoyun stepped out of the magic circle, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead: "How, can you admit defeat in the bet?"
"You... you actually..." Wei Shaoyang looked so embarrassed now, he barely straightened up, his eyes were red.
He looks like this, it's impossible to fight again!
Ji Chaoyun said calmly: "Before leaving the academy, I still hope you can apologize to my friend."
After he finished speaking, he turned around to leave, and Wei Shaoyang suddenly said loudly: "Wait... I don't understand, even if you can beat me, why can you be sure that I won't draw someone else?"
"Others?" Ji Chaoyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed to find it very interesting, "Do you think you can beat Bai Qiuyue?"
"Even if I lose, I can..."
"You can also win back in the loser's field? No, it's impossible." Ji Chaoyun smiled and said softly, "If your opponent didn't consume too much in the last game, but you have already experienced a battle with Bai Qiuyue. Battle... Who do you think will win in the end?"
After he finished speaking, he politely bowed to Wei Shaoyang and turned to leave.
Under the high platform, Feng Qi was already waiting there.
"Now, it's the last game." Feng Qi opened his arms towards him and caught him, "How, can you still hold on?"
Ji Chaoyun said: "Of course."
Feng Qi took Ji Chaoyun to the viewing seat, and asked curiously, "You are sure that no matter Wei Shaoyang draws you or Bai Qiuyue, he will not be able to break into the top three, but you never thought about it, if he draws the remaining person, So what? That disciple's cultivation is not top-notch, if Wei Shaoyang is against him, it's not that he has no chance of winning."
Ji Chaoyun fell silent.
Feng Qi asked, "What's wrong?"
Ji Chaoyun sighed and said leisurely: "If this is the case, I will have to drop out of Hongmeng Academy and return to the mortal world to build a fairy temple and live on the incense of mortals."
"..." Feng Qi couldn't help laughing, "So you're not completely sure?"
"It's good to be half sure about the bet, how can it be perfect?" Ji Chaoyun wanted to make excuses, but Feng Qi pinched his face, and then said the truth in a low voice, "I was a little angry at that time, and I didn't think about it for a while. Hold back, I feel impulsive after thinking about it..."
Feng Qi nodded thoughtfully: "Well, you've been quite temperamental lately."
"It doesn't matter if you really lose, you are not in Hongmeng Academy, what am I still doing here?" Ji Chaoyun leaned close to his ear and whispered, "If you really lose, when the war is over, I will leave here and meet with you. You go at ease."
Ji Chaoyun had never expressed his intentions so straightforwardly, Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, his heart was filled with warmth instantly, and he wished that he would hug someone on the spot and kiss him fiercely.
Feng Qi's hands were itchy because of his teasing, and he coughed lightly as if to cover it up, and looked away: "I don't know who was trying so hard to stay here in the past. You say that, how should the Immortal Venerables handle themselves?"
Forced to listen to the whole process of Tianshu Xianjun: "..."
Feng Qi pulled Ji Chaoyun and squeezed into a chair, waiting for the loser's field to begin.
Sure enough, Wei Shaoyang was simply unable to fight again, he didn't even enter the secret realm, and directly announced his defeat.
He lost the bet.
The loser ended without a fight, and then ushered in the finals of this big competition.
Feng Qi sent him to the bottom of the high stage, and Bai Qiuyue was already waiting above. Feng Qi glanced at him, then turned to Ji Chaoyun and said softly, "Don't worry, just follow what I taught you, and you can win."
"I see."
Ji Chaoyun walked up the steps, but suddenly thought of something, leaned back and smiled at Feng Qi, "By the way, if I win, do you want to..."
His words were not finished.
Ji Chaoyun was dizzy for no reason, and in full view, he fell straight from the edge of the high platform.
Feng Qi quickly caught the person.
"Chaoyun, how are you—"
Ji Chaoyun only felt the spiritual power in his body surging, and the dragon ball also trembled. He lowered his head uncomfortably, and his palms slowly fell to his abdomen: "Here I am..."
Feng Qi's hand covered it, urging Xiuwei to penetrate into the other party's spiritual veins.
Originally diagnosed by the medical fairy, there is no abnormality. Obviously, there is a mass of spiritual energy stagnant in it, and it is excited and active for some reason.
Feng Qi's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
In that spiritual vein, there is not only a stagnant spiritual energy, it is…
signs of life.