The Last Dragon in the Cultivation World

Chapter 9

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Unmoved, there are always flowers blooming in all seasons, surrounded by the book forest, and today it is drizzling, making it even more refreshing.

Yuling disciple Luozhou came here, and the companion next to him reminded in a low voice: "Have you memorized everything by heart?"

"It's simple, and you'll be familiar with it after reading it once." He sighed before he knew it. The previous Zhuhan was often complained that he was too elegant, and the questions in the test were difficult to understand. Want to cry but have no tears.

This disciple is the first time for the new Zhuhan to come to Shulin after he took office—there are many disciples of the Yuling Sect, sometimes staying for decades, and there are also fellow sects that he has never seen, and most of the cultivators have retreated for many years. This disciple is still preparing to discuss the Fa with others recently to collect some information.

"Hey, that's Xiaoshen Zhuhan."

Squinting his eyes, he saw a young man sitting at the door of Shulin in the drizzle. Shi Qilin, who was leaning against the door, was delicate and petite. His black hair was sticking to his cheeks and his eyes became more and more wet, letting the rain drip on his body.

The spiritual power is so low that it can almost be ignored in their eyes, and they can't see the domineering in the rumors at all...

"Is it really him? It looks like he will cry with one punch."

Xiao Shen was sitting at the door of the book forest, reading a book while soaking in the rain, while Yu Yi helped him turn the pages.

This is a good book, or handbook, that he discovered recently, compiled by disciples of the Yuling Sect. It records the conditions of the various peaks of the Yuling Sect, where it is suitable for practicing, what kind of spells it is used for, etc. Wait.

These days, Xiaoshen would occasionally test people from the Yuling Sect, but when it came to what happened so long ago, they were basically at a loss. Xiao Shen hopes that this book can give him some inspiration, where his water might be.

Xiaoshen also knows some characters now, and the characters in this album are not many and not complicated, so he can barely read them.

It's just that it's inconvenient to read while soaking in the rain, so Xiaoshen propped up a small clear cloud to cover Yu Yi and the book, preventing them from getting wet.

Xuan Wuzi and a cultivator came in a hurry, and then stopped suddenly, as if he just realized that Xiao Shen was not in the book forest, but was in the rain at the door, just like ordinary people basking in the sun.

Xiao Shen glanced at Xuan Wuzi, not paying much attention.

Xuan Wuzi also coughed, "Master Han, are you reading here?"

"Yeah." Because Xuanwuzi can recite Yunran's poems, and he was the first to respond to Xiaoshen, so Xiaoshen is willing to talk to him now.

The cultivator next to him glanced at Xiaoshen's book. That page was introducing the treasure house of the Yuling Sect. He frowned and said, "What are you reading! How many serious articles have you learned now?"

Xiaoshen: "I haven't learned many articles... who are you?"

The cultivator snorted expressionlessly, expressing his disdain, "I heard that Zhuhan recently praised the crooked poems of an unknown cultivator?"

Xiaoshen: "It's famous, it's natural."

Not only famous, but also famous, now everyone in the Yuling sect knows it...

The corner of the cultivator's mouth twitched, becoming even more disdainful.

At this time, Dao Mi, who was looking for Xiaoshen, ran out. When he saw them, he forgot what he was going to say, and nodded, "Master Dongwei." He introduced to Xiaoshen in a whisper like a mosquito: "This is Daoist Dongwei, He is very knowledgeable. He was elected as the Lord John... "

So as soon as he came over, he took a particularly bad look at Xiaoshen.

"Oh." Xiaoshen looked at Dongwei and Xuanwuzi, "Haha, then you are a family."

— Both of them were selected, but they were not selected.

Xiao Shen said it casually. He doesn't even care about the position of Zhuhan, let alone the candidate for Zhuhan, they all owe him a debt anyway.

But Dong Weida was irritated and felt quite humiliated. This must have been intentional by Xiao Shen, and said angrily, "Don't Zhuhan feel that he is not worthy of this position? I thought you were selected by Mo Jing, and you have some strengths. Looking at it today, it is really unbearable!"

Xiaoshen fell into deep thought.

Dong Wei thought that he was self-reflected by his attack, flicked his sleeves, and wanted to speak again.

But Xiaoshen closed the picture album in his hand and said, "Why don't you know how to use idioms, even I can understand what you say."

Dongwei: "..."

He just heard that Xiaoshen was illiterate, and he was afraid that the scolding would be too profound and Xiaoshen would not be able to understand it, so he did it on purpose.

Dong Wei felt that this was another irony from Xiao Shen, and said angrily: "You, you just look at the basket and lift it up to the wall, you have nothing in your chest, you don't know anything!!"

Xiao Shen was even more indifferent: "I don't understand."

Dongwei supported his heart, took two steps back, panting heavily.

There were people coming and going at the door, and there were already some onlookers standing there, all of them couldn't hide their excitement, wanting to see the hole and scolding Xiaoshen slightly.

It's a pity, Xiaoshen didn't seem to be in pain, but Dongwei was about to vomit blood...

Dongwei felt that Xiaoshen had nowhere to go, "You... If it wasn't for your humble cultivation, I would have fought you once!"

Even though the people of Yuling Sect are all well-educated people, and they usually look elegant, but in the final analysis, they are not scholars, but cultivators.

There are three thousand roads, each of which is different. Your Dao, my Dao, your technique, and my technique are all different, which one is right and which one is wrong, if you can’t distinguish clearly, you will only know after fighting.

Among them, there are many who love and are proficient in fighting methods, and aim at Shang Jiyu... But this is a digression.

It's good that he didn't mention this, Xiaoshen was being influenced by Master Yun Ziran's works and became much calmer. Hearing him, he immediately became angry. Your ancestors didn't blame you for his low cultivation.

Xiao Shen stood up, "How high is your cultivation, have you ascended yet?"

Dong Wei rolled his eyes, "Stop messing around, I'm not Xuan Wuzi, no matter how thick your shell is, I can break it."

Onlookers disciples: Oh huh...

As soon as these words came out, Xiaoshen became completely angry and insisted on fighting with Dongwei.

Daomi stopped him, and whispered: "Brother Xiaoshen, he must have deliberately provoked you, don't be fooled!"

He felt something was wrong when he looked at it, every word of Dongwei seemed to be provoking trouble, and Xuan Wuzi stood beside him, his eyes dodged, it didn't look like he had done something good, although this guy came to apologize, with his temper, There is no guarantee that I will not be reconciled in my heart.

Sure enough, Dong Wei narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "If you lose, please resign from the position of Master, how about it?"

Dao Mi thought it was impossible, if Brother Xiaoshen hadn't volunteered, Brother Xiaoshen would not be able to lose this master, even if he lost the fight, he didn't have to resign. If Zhu Han had to be particularly good at fighting, it would be Shishuzu who did it.

Brother Xiaoshen must be persuaded not to be so excited.

Daomi said in a low voice: "Brother Xiaoshen, Dongwei's technique is profound, and the nine methods of Lihuo are known as the technique of slaying dragons!"

Xiao Shen: "Slaughter what???"

"Ah?" Daomi said, "It's just a description, very powerful, so powerful that it seems to be able to slay a dragon."

But if you explain it carefully, it seems that it is not powerful at all, and it even seems to be bragging. Michiya thought.

Xiaoshen originally heard that he deliberately provoked him, and wanted to let him succeed, but now that he heard it, he had to beat him.

He stared intently at Dongwei and said, "Okay. If you lose, you can recite Yun Ziran's "Crab Eating Poetry" a hundred times a day in the Ligou River!"

Dong Wei was overjoyed when he heard his promise, and immediately said: "Okay!"

This Xiaoshen, whose cultivation base is only around the second level, is so shallow that it can be seen at a glance. The only thing that can be said is the strong physical body. But so what, not to mention that all races have weaknesses, even if they only use spells, the scheming Dongwei can play with Xiaoshen casually.

"Brother Xiaoshen..." Daomi couldn't stop her, and said in a low voice, "Do you want me to transmit the sound to my uncle? You, you still don't have much spiritual power to use now!"

The young man who had been looking at the ignorant of the world said something: "The realm division of your human race is too ridiculous. Could it be that as long as the spiritual power is deep and the realm is high, you will definitely win?"

Dao Mi was stunned, indeed not, Shang Jiyu is the best proof, even Brother Xiaoshen also smashed Xuan Wuzi's magic weapon, but isn't that talent, and not everyone is a master uncle...

All the other disciples in the book forest thought secretly, they didn't expect Xiaoshen to be so impulsive, then this master might not be able to be the master for long.

Even if it's raining now, it's good for water magic, but the difference in strength lies here.

More and more people came out to watch.

If you want to fight, you don't need to go to other places. The immovable land occupies a huge area, and it can expand with the increase of books and the expansion of the book forest. Just outside this book forest, you can fight by yourself.

It is an unwritten rule that when watching a match, the onlookers must keep quiet, just like a true gentleman watching chess without speaking.

Xiaoshen and Dongwei each occupied one side, Dongwei said coldly: "Let's go as far as we can, since it's a competition in Shulin, the one who gets knocked out first will lose, how about that?"

"That's it, let's start!" Xiao Shen said.

Looking at Xiaoshen's small stature, standing opposite Dongwei, everyone felt a little unbearable...

Zhu Han tortured everyone a lot, but he bullied the weak and bullied Xiaoshen's naive impulsiveness, which made people feel a little bit embarrassed.

Dong Wei is practicing the fire method, and once it is fired, the master will not be able to make grilled seafood, and it is delicious... oh poor thing.

Hey, if Zhuhan is crying later, why don't they coax him

Xiaoshen didn't move, Dongwei didn't move, he secretly rejoiced, as expected Xiaoshen was useless except for his physical body, it seemed that he didn't need to have any more fears.

He sacrificed the magic weapon, and just as he was about to move it, he saw a stream of light fall to the ground.

The young man in white hung his eyes and said coldly: "What are you doing?"

There was an uproar in the audience, it turned out to be Master Uncle!

Shang Jiyu has been in seclusion all the year round, and with his cultivation base, he has not set foot in the book forest for a long time.

Many young disciples had never seen him a few times, excited and excited.

I heard that Shang Jiyu was still trying out his sword a few days ago. It seems that he has completely passed the customs. He still appeared in Shulin today. Although he doesn't know why, he was so lucky to let them see it!

Daomi was even more surprised, he hadn't transmitted the sound to his uncle yet.

Dongwei was also taken aback, hesitantly said: "Disciple and Master Han try the method..."

From Shang Jiyu's cold look, he seemed to see through everything.

Dong Wei moved his lips and confessed, "The disciple is really not convinced, so I made an agreement with him that if he loses, he will resign from the position of Master Han!"

Shang Jiyu said coldly: "Presumptuous!"

Dong Wei also knew that this was not just a trick, secretly forcing people to resign, it was too unruly, so he trembled under the scolding, "I know I was wrong, but..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he saw that fierce god with a bad temper had already drawn his sword without waiting for his explanation!

A sword strikes like the tide of mountains.

Dongwei's face was pale, and he ran forward, but in front of him was the edge of the immovable ground. He couldn't make it in time, and grabbed the rock with one hand, but the sword intent was suddenly stopped in front of him——

This insolent sword intent, which can be retracted freely, made everyone present not dare to breathe.

Being frightened like this, Dong Wei was also sweating profusely, hanging with one hand and said: "Thank you, Master Uncle, for your mercy, disciple..."

At this moment, many people at the scene saw Xiao Shen, who had been silent all this time, moved.

A cloud of mist changed from light to thick, and rose up to block him. Taking advantage of the cover of the cloud, he walked slowly in the direction of Dongwei, but both Shang Jiyu and Dongwei turned a blind eye to it.

Everyone:

This move is clearly an illusion. At first, only the mirages in the water tribe knew it. The mirage is the phantom created by the mirages exhaling mirage. Later, other tribes also learned it. Years of development, in theory, belong to a branch of water law.

It is the most basic to fake a hiding phantom like this, and it must be invisible to everyone.

From Dongwei's perspective, they should only be able to see phantoms. And they who stood behind Xiao Shen could clearly see Xiao Shen's movements.

Then I understood, it was Xiaoshen who showed them the movements on purpose, and Xiaoshen winked at Daomi without seeing him.

Dongwei was still crying over there, while Xiaoshen tiptoed there, and the drizzle further enhanced his concealment skills.

Everyone was shocked and didn't know what to say, what the hell was Xiaoshen trying to do, Dongwei didn't find out, didn't Master and Uncle also find out, just pamper him like this

Daomi is sweating madly, Master Uncle is too kind to Brother Xiaoshen...

I saw that Xiaoshen walked to the vicinity without hurrying, and then raised his fist, hitting Dongwei's only hand that was holding on to the rock.

How strong is Xiaoshen, Dong Wei was caught off guard, screamed, fell to the ground, and fell into the Ligou River.

Everyone was dumbfounded, they just watched Dongwei being smashed to the ground...

Wait, knock down the ground

Some people thought it was wrong, but at this time, that "Shang Ji Yu" had turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated together with the wisp in front of Xiaoshen just now.

Everyone: "..."

Is it an illusion? ?

unbelievable...

Everyone has been cultivating hard all the way, and I don't know how many trials of illusions they have experienced.

And why this magic trick can only be regarded as a small branch of the water method, because it is not as good as the water method. Those who have studied in Soaking Shulin basically know it.

This single phantom is the foundation of illusion.

But Xiaoshen's illusion only used such a low level of spiritual power, or he might only use so much spiritual power, but he used the water method to create a trick that no one could see through. Shang Jiyu, even his sword intent is lifelike and dangerous!

Not to mention Dongwei, any of them would also be fooled, because they certainly wouldn't be able to sustain that false sword stabbing themselves.

The phantom is so real that people can hardly believe that it was created by Xiao Shensheng, no, it should be such a controlling power, it is hard to believe that Xiao Shen is only at the initial stage.

"Oh my god, I, I know... Xiaoshen should be from the mirage clan."

"It's possible. That's why the outer shell is hard. It seems boneless on weekdays, and it's proficient in illusion—"

"Our sect seems to have mirages too, but it's not that powerful... Is he really only in the initial stage (second stage)?"

"It's really hard to say... Could it be a disguise? Some monsters are good at this, but when did Zhuhan meet the master and uncle, it became too real."

"Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, didn't the book say that the big clam with strong dragon blood can choose to record a certain scene in its life, and it is extremely realistic?"

—At this moment, only Domi doesn't believe that Xiao Shen is a mirage.

What Brother Xiaoshen said before leaving the field made him more willing to believe that this was a judgment made by Brother Xiaoshen based on his own lack of spiritual power.

He couldn't help thinking about what kind of cultivation brother Xiaoshen was before he was restrained by the spirit control ring.

No, Little Brother Xiaoshen said not to judge a cultivator by spiritual power and realm alone...

Winning a cross-border competition may be accidental, but twice, and when the opponent comes prepared, that is strength. Now it seems that Xiaoshen, the master, may really have some skills, at least whether he can overthrow him, weigh it, and each knows his own mind.

And thinking back now, how Dongwei was thrown into the river by Xiaoshen in front of them, it made the onlookers even more chill...

Zhuhan's cuteness is really only on the surface, how many times he has practiced it.

At this time, Xiaoshen looked over with his hips crossed, and said mockingly, "The art of slaying dragons? Hahaha!"

The scene was silent for a while, and then there was thunderous applause and even flattery.

"Zhuhan is awesome! This situation makes me want to use a poem by Yun Ziran to express my feelings!"

Everyone was laughing, but Xuan Wuzi was crying.

Dao Mi carries the album in his arms to send Xiaoshen back, and is still chattering along the way that Xiaoshen beat Dongwei across the border today. After Dongwei was picked up, he was sent to the medicine pier that specializes in medicine. It is estimated that he would not dare to appear in Shulin for a long time. By the way, I have to go boating outside to recite poems, which is miserable.

And Xuan Wuzi, Dao Mi also complained about him, "I can't listen to his smooth talk in the future!"

"Yeah." Xiao Shen was absent-minded, "Here is the album."

He clicked on the desktop.

Daomi said coyly: "That... Brother Xiaoshen, actually I want to ask, can you teach me..."

He admired him so much, if he could also pretend to be a master uncle, that would be awesome.

"You are not suitable for learning illusion." Xiao Shen said without thinking.

Daomi looked disappointed, but he was very convinced of Xiao Shen, and didn't say much, "By the way, brother Xiao Shen, how do you sleep at night, you don't lie in the river, I don't think there is any trace of living here."

Daomi discovered this question when he had a drink here last time, but he just didn't have time to ask.

Come back now, there is still no trace of living here, he is a little confused, this room was obviously chosen by Brother Xiaoshen himself.

Xiao Shen: "Hey, I always sleep in Shang Jiyu's room."

Daomi was silent for a while, then weakly asked: "Where does the master uncle live..."

Xiao Shen: "?"

Is this question serious? Xiao Shen looked at him strangely, "Of course he lives in his own room."

Daomi: "????!!"

It is no exaggeration to say that this answer surprised Xiaoshen even more than Brother Xiaoshen's punching and hammering the hole away!

"Hey, you can go now, I'm going to sleep with Shang Jiyu now." Xiao Shen stood up, "I'll see you off."

"No... I... wait..." Daomi wanted to say something more, but Xiaoshen stretched out his hand, and the cloud around his waist surrounded Daomi who was still full of things to say, and lifted him out.

Xiao Shen poked his head into Shang Jiyu's room, and trotted in a few steps, holding hot spring water in his hand, "Do you want tea?"

He wanted to tell Shang Jiyu that he used illusion to transform into Shang Jiyu today, and he had better let Shang Jiyu himself see if it was very good. After seeing Shang Jiyu draw his sword that day, he couldn't forget it.

Shang Jiyu also gave him tea before, so he deliberately forced someone to teach him how to make tea.

Shang Jiyu curled his lips, "I want to—"

Hey, it wasn't like this just now, why did it suddenly change.

But don't try to hide it from him.

Xiaoshen sat down and even tapped on the table: "Oh, then I want white tea, hurry up."

Shang Jiyu: "..."

Annoyed, he flicked away the black dots flying in the air. Although it was a small matter, it really made people more dissatisfied with Xiaoshen's differential treatment...