In the core circle of the battlefield, where the second-rank Zongmen Danxinmen is stationed, on a mountain peak in the back mountain, there is a rock that protrudes like a flying eagle with its wings outstretched. The close-fitting long coat, which outlines the slender body is extremely strong, with snow-white silver hair, looking at the age, looks like thirty, but there is a vicissitudes in those eyes.
He sat on the Eagle Flying Stone, with one leg bent and the other drooping in the air, with a wine gourd beside him.
Looking at the sunset in the west, the man squinted slightly, reached out and grabbed the wine gourd next to him, raised his head and drank, but there was no more wine in the gourd, and he just drank lonely.
The young man in white clothes and white hair shook the gourd and sighed.
At this moment, his eyes lit up, looking at a dazzling light flying from below, hehe smiled: "The wine is coming!" Then he waved at the evasive light.
After a while, the light of escape fell to his side, revealing the figure of a charming and lovely girl.
The girl is exquisite in figure, wearing a green dress, and her hair is tied into two ponytails. As soon as she shows up, she smiles at the young man, and a pear vortex on the corner of her mouth is really beautiful.
"Senior brother!" The girl shouted crisply.
"What Senior Brother!" The young man stared, "Calling Uncle Shi!"
"Oh?" The girl tilted her head and looked at him, a sly light flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Are you sure?"
The young man said sternly: "The seniority should not be confused, your father is my senior brother, of course you have to call me uncle."
The girl put her hands on her back, stepped on the empty space, and was about to leave, squinting at the young man: "Then you can think about it, senior brother only drinks. As for uncle... stay where it is cool."
"Junior Sister Chan'er, you are so naughty!" The young man reprimanded solemnly.
The girl named Chan'er then snorted, took her feet back, and took out several wine jars from the storage bag. The young man hurriedly opened one, sniffed the taste, and raised his brows: "Good wine!"
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He grabbed the wine jar and took a few sips. He burped the wine contentedly, and asked casually, "What's the point of this wine? It's a little old."
While pouring the wine she brought into the youth's wine gourd, the girl said casually, "My mother buried the wine in the green bamboo forest."
The young man was stunned and looked at Chan'er stupidly: "Isn't this your dowry? You are too bold, if you let your mother know..."
Chan'er giggled: "If you don't tell me, I won't tell, how would my mother know."
The young man looked at Chan'er with a tangled face, then looked at his wine gourd, raised his head and took a few more sips. Anyway, he was used to being beaten since he was a child. As long as he did not leave the Lingxi battlefield, the old witch would never think about it How about taking yourself...
"Senior brother, when will you marry me?" Chan'er put on the wine, sat in front of the young man, and asked with a serious face.
"Cough cough..." The young man coughed violently, wiped his mouth, and reprimanded the girl: "What nonsense? I'm your uncle!"
The girl tilted her head and pointed her red lips: "That night thirty-two years ago, you kiss..." She doesn't look like much, but in fact she is skilled in beauty, and she can't tell her true age from the outside.
"Shut up!" The young man looked flustered, and the thief looked left and right with a guilty conscience, "I told your mother to hear, am I still alive? And I was still young at that time..."
She was only a few years old at that time, thanks to her being able to remember it so clearly, the past is unbearable to look back on!
"Then let's not talk about it." Chan'er looked at the young man with a smile, and stretched out her hand and pulled it on her lips, as if her mouth was sewn up.
The young man immediately had a headache. After being with each other for so many years, he knew exactly what the girl's temperament was. The more the other party looked like this, the more important it was that he didn't say anything.
He sighed: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Chan'er smiled and said: "Then I said, you want to marry me!"
"Shut up!" The young man turned around abruptly, leaving his back to the girl.
"You don't listen to the Jade Blood Sect?" Chan'er's voice sounded from behind.
The young man turned his head, his expression became solemn, his mouth wriggled a few times, and finally said astringently: "Are you going to depose? It's almost time to count."
Chan'er shook her head, her big eyes curved into a crescent shape: "The Jade Blood Sect probably doesn't need to be deposed."
"What do you mean?" The young man frowned. He hadn't enrolled his disciples for thirty years. The Jade Blood Sect was on the verge of being deposed. After two months, the sect grade evaluation will begin. This kind of evaluation cannot be interfered with by manpower. Thirty years later, the Jade Blood Sect has also gradually dropped from the first rank to the ninth rank, and this time it is impossible to keep the name of the sect.
"I heard, I just heard that Elder Tang recruited a disciple half a year ago, but he was attacked on the way back, and then Elder Tang had no choice but to send him to the Lingxi battlefield. Now, this The little guy named Lu Yiye has already cultivated at the fifth level and is rushing to the Jade Blood Sect."
Before Chan'er finished speaking, the young man stood up, his face full of shock and disbelief: "Is the old man accepting an apprentice?"
"It seems so!"
"Where did the news come from, can you confirm it?"
"I don't know where the source is, but now the news has spread and many people know."
"It's spread?" The young man frowned and whispered, "Not good!"
Saying so, a layer of sword light was wrapped around his body, and he broke through the air and left.
"Remember to marry me!" Chan'er shouted from behind, and there was no response, she snorted softly: "If you are in a hurry, don't ask where you are."
Having said that, he still sent a message to the youth, explaining in detail the information he had.
The next moment, a loud shout came from the front: "You are not allowed to leave the sect without order, Li Baxian, what do you want to do, ah ah!"
The voice fell down while screaming, not knowing what happened.
On the Eagle Flying Stone, the girl named Chan'er also stood up, pondered for a while, and said to herself, "Sacred Fire Cult, Jinyunlou, Bailiangu, which one are you going to? Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it!"
Looking left and right, she took off one of her embroidered shoes and threw them into the sky. When she landed, she looked at the toe of the shoe: "This direction, Bailian Valley? Then go to Bailian Valley."
Saying this, he raised his hand and threw a handkerchief, and the handkerchief immediately rose against the wind and turned into a spiritual tool with a radius of several meters.
The voice that sounded before quickly sounded again: "Senior Sister Yuechan, where are you going?"
"Dodge, dodge!" Chan'er waved her hand unceremoniously.
"Ah ya ya..." The voice called out again and fell down.
After a while, a figure climbed up from the ground in dismay, looking at the direction in which the towel was leaving, like a concubine.
The guard and the deputy ran together. For so many years, Dan Xinmen has never seen anything so outrageous.
This is the big deal!
He hurriedly sent out a message, and asked many of the same sect to guard important places in various places, and even opened the protective formation to prevent foreign enemies from taking the opportunity to invade.
Two days later, in the inner circle of the battlefield, at the Bailian Valley station, the Zongmen protection formation was opened, and the guard who sat here looked at the figure of the woman in the sky with resentment: "Feng Yuechan, what are you doing!"
But he could only hide in the protective formation and roar, and never dared to run out to provoke him.
Without him, the woman flying in the sky is the top of the Lingxi list.
And it is an old oil who has occupied the top of the list for more than ten years.
It's not because Feng Yuechan has such a heaven-defying talent for cultivation. Her talent is indeed not bad, but it is not enough for her to occupy the top spot for more than ten years.
The main reason is that this woman has been dragging her cultivation base and not promoted. More than ten years ago, she opened her spiritual aperture to three hundred and sixty. Everyone thought she was going to be promoted to the Yunhe realm. However, more than ten years later, she Not to be promoted.
After more than ten years of precipitation in the Lingxi realm, she has more pure spiritual power than ordinary people.
Without raising her cultivation base, she went to study magic techniques, and as a result, the strength of this woman became stronger every year. Since she occupied the top position more than ten years ago, she has not come down again.
There are rumors that there are hundreds of spells she is proficient in.
The average Lingxi ninth-level practitioner can master a dozen or twenty spells at most, and there may be only a few spells that he is good at. If you compare it, you will know the horror of this woman.
It is not a good thing to be stuck in her own cultivation and not be promoted, especially for a highly talented cultivator like Feng Yuechan, as her age increases, her potential will gradually decrease. If she is not promoted, it will definitely affect the future. achievement.
You must know that the people of her generation are basically in the Yunhe realm, and even a few are in the real lake realm.
So even though she has been occupying the top position of Lingxi Ranking, no sect cultivator wants to squeeze her down, and the price to pay is too high.
The Lingxi Ranking is an extremely fair list. It was generated by the Lingxi Battlefield and was not artificially arranged. Therefore, even if a female cultivator from a second-rank sect has always occupied the top position, those cultivators from a first-rank sect did not. People to question her strength.
In the past ten years, whenever the genius monks of the major sects were promoted to the ninth-layer Lingxi level, most of them would choose to break through as much as possible and leave the Lingxi battlefield. nice.
Just now, the monks on the Bailian Valley had a deep understanding of the strength of the leader of the leaderboard. After a few techniques were used, the resident defense formation hummed loudly. You must know that although the Bailian Valley is only a fourth-rank sect, it is a forty-sixth sect. It was a first-class product a few years ago.
Because he was killed too many by a certain sect, it fell from the first rank to the fourth rank. The hundred-footed worm died and did not become stiff. The Bailian Valley still has a strong heritage.
However, at this moment, a sect's station was blocked by one person, and all the monks in Bailiangu were shivering while hiding in the protective formation, showing the powerful deterrence of the leader of Lingxi.
Faced with the doubts below, the girl Feng Yuechan responded with a fireball that was bigger than a house. Compared with Feng Yuechan's fireball technique, Dong Shuye's fireball technique was simply the difference between a grandson and a grandfather.