Luo Mingchuan's performance in this game was more conspicuous than in previous rounds, and because he defeated Chu Huan effortlessly, he did not receive any battle letter in the next few days.
Many disciples watching the battle thought that they couldn't survive a cup of tea under Chu Huan's 'Bihai Chaosheng', so naturally they were reluctant to challenge Luo Mingchuan.
Many people judge that his strength is better than Yin Biyue, so they are waiting for him to challenge Yin Biyue, who is currently ranked first.
In the past, the Zhehua Club used to have the same disciples and brothers compete on the same stage, not to mention that the qualifying competition was originally separate.
But as the deadline for the competition went by day by day, and there were more than a dozen challenges in various challenges, there was still no movement from Qiuhu.
It was as if Luo Mingchuan had completely given up his right to challenge.
As a result, all kinds of speculations and discussions rang out. Some people said that the two people had a deep relationship and it was impossible to meet each other. This kind of statement has not received much approval, because in daily practice, there are often discussions with the same school, and it is not a decision of life and death, so how can it affect the relationship.
In contrast, another argument is more accepted. Some people saw the two of them walking away together on the day of the Great Summer in Lane 14 in the south of the city.
Later, the rumors were exaggerated, and they directly said that Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan were not ordinary brothers and sisters, and they would become Taoist companions in the future.
When Yin Biyue heard Duan Chongxuan's retelling, he almost lost his sword.
He calmed down and said solemnly, "This matter must not be brought up in front of senior brother!"
Despite his repeated reassurances, he was still uneasy.
Wouldn't Luo Mingchuan already know about it
How could a person who is so polite and respectful as Senior Brother, have ever heard such absurd remarks!
Brother will definitely be angry!
Maybe... Will you stay away from yourself in the future in order to avoid suspicion
No! Yin Biyue, how can you handle the belly of the protagonist with the heart of a villain!
Senior brother is a magnanimous person, how can he care about the gossip of others? !
But... I'm still afraid to let my senior brother know...
Embarrassing to think about.
Yin Biyue finally decided to take good care of people!
As long as you don't go to the center of the city and don't enter the teahouses and taverns that are full of people talking, senior brother won't know about it!
Immediately return to Cangya Mountain as soon as the flower folding fair is over! It's been a few days anyway!
The plan is perfect!
Luo Mingchuan discovered that his younger brother and younger brother had recently changed.
Since early morning, shadows have swayed by his window. He wandered a few steps in the courtyard, as if to confirm his presence.
As long as he wants to go out, the junior brother practicing swordsmanship by the lake immediately becomes nervous, "Where are you going, senior brother?"
"Today's Junior Sister He's challenge, I'll go check it out."
"I'll go too, let's go together."
Not only that, every time he came back after watching Bidou, his junior brother would drag him around the bustling road in the center of the city. He always looked a little nervous.
Luo Mingchuan didn't know what the younger brother was thinking, but he was very happy.
Even though his younger brother's eyes were still as clear as lake water, and there was no trace of love, he was still happy.
But Cangya Mountain's disciples don't think so.
They watched the relationship between the two get better day by day, Jiao Buli Meng, and Meng Bujiao. I can't wait to let Yin Biyue grow into a weak crown overnight, and when he returns to the sect, he immediately performs the crowning ceremony, and even holds the ceremony of joining together.
"Unfortunately, Senior Brother Yin is not yet an adult. Senior Brother Luo still has a few years to wait."
Almost everyone would say that.
According to the consensus of the practice world, the premature union has caused the Yuan Yang to leak, and it is easy to have an unstable foundation in the future. Practitioners have a long life, and when they are 20 years old, they are crowned by their teachers or relatives and elders, and they are officially grown up.
Yin Biyue could not have imagined that when he was still careful not to let his senior brother be troubled by gossip, He Yanyun had secretly decided what color silk they would use for the ceremony.
When Zhehuahui came to the penultimate day, Duan Chongxuan received a challenge letter from a disciple of the Qinglu Sword Sect. In the end, although he was unable to use the 'Flaming Fire and Wolf Smoke' again, he defeated the opponent and kept his original position. Because of the recent doubling of diligence and combat perception, the cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds compared to before going down the mountain.
On the last day, He Yanyun defeated the disciples of Xingshan Temple, who were ranked ninth, and successfully advanced to the top ten. She could climb the mountain and break the leaves. Ruan Xiaolian cried with joy and invited her to eat ten cold cakes.
On the day when the flower-folding festival ends, it is the beginning of autumn.
There was a night rain in Yecheng, and the heat disappeared the next day.
The wind blowing through the wine is refreshing, and the water on the bluestone long street is cool, as if the bright sun has only brilliance, and there is no annoying temperature.
In the late summer and early autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are clear, which is a good time to climb high.
On this day, the arena was empty.
At the foot of Chongming Mountain, ten feet away, there were disciples of various sects gathered. Although there were many people, they could not hear any whispers. The room was solemn.
This place is closer to the mountain than the arena, so close that you can see the winding mountain road in the clouds.
The voices of the disciples of the Qinglu Sword Sect were injected with true essence, and they spread far and wide, resounding all over the world, "Please, the leader to climb the mountain and fold the flowers—"
The crowd separated from both sides to make way for Yin Biyue.
Under everyone's attention, he was suddenly a little nervous, and subconsciously glanced at the people around him.
Luo Mingchuan nodded invisibly.
So Yin Biyue calmed down, walked through the crowd without looking side by side, and walked forward step by step.
Before the entrance of the mountain road, four strong seniors stood on the stone steps.
One is an old man from the Qinglu Sword Sect, one is a monk from Jiekong Temple, one is a middle-aged woman from Lianjian Sect, and the other is worshipped by Yecheng. These four people are all in the realm of half-step Mahayana. As the representatives of the highest seniority and realm among the elders present this time, they 'opened the mountain road' for Yin Biyue.
The old man said solemnly, "Cultivation has a long way to go, and you need to keep working hard. You can't give up in one day. Today's mountain climbing will break the flowers, and the Ming Dynasty will be a hundred feet ahead!"
In fact, he believed that although Yin Biyue was a junior, his temperament and talent were far superior to his younger self. If there is no accident, it is very likely that he will enter the realm of saints after three hundred years.
He didn't think there was anything else he could teach the other party, but at the moment, he had to say a few words of encouragement.
Yin Biyue saluted solemnly.
The old man took out a small one-inch-long stone sword from his sleeve, "The sword energy of the old is sealed inside, and it can be triggered by injecting real energy."
The monks of Jiekong Temple and Ye Cheng worshiped and took out a string of Buddha beads and a mountain-opening talisman respectively.
They were also filled with emotion in their hearts. Mr. Zhang Yuan really had no plans, and the era of bright stars in the cultivation world has come. The future of the world is ultimately in the hands of these young people.
The middle-aged woman of Lianjian Sect took out a wooden hairpin. Compared with the previous three powerful weapons, this is a rare self-defense magic weapon, which is automatically triggered when threatened, and can block a full blow from the great advantage.
In her opinion, Yin Biyue is extremely talented and can fight across borders, but her personality is too simple and unsophisticated, and it is easy to be plotted in the future. Because of showing mercy to Chen Yi's men, she had a good impression of this younger generation, and she could not help cherishing her talents.
The gift of the elders is irresistible. Yin Biyue thanked them one by one and took them with both hands.
The four seniors nodded their greetings and let go of the mountain road for passage.
Yin Biyue walked forward. The stone steps at the foot are worn by the years, the mountain road is rugged and winding, and the road ahead is a cloud of mist.
He walked for a long time, and there was a faint voice behind him, "The mountain road has opened, ask the nine winners to climb the mountain and break the leaves—"
The people at the foot of the mountain watched as the back of the white-haired boy kept shrinking, and finally seemed to blend in with the clouds and mist, barely visible.
The remaining nine talents in the top ten began to climb the mountain and greeted the four seniors on the side of the mountain in turn. Some will also listen to the teachings and receive mountain climbing gifts.
The climbing ceremony is just the icing on the cake, not a dead rule.
As the second climber, Luo Mingchuan set foot on the mountain road after salute, walking faster and faster.
When the third person climbed the mountain, he could no longer be seen. Even everyone at the foot of the mountain saw his figure flicker, and he didn't know where he was in the cloud.
Yin Biyue had reached the end of the mountain road.
There are no more lush mountains and forests on both sides of the road, and there is a chill in the wind. The shrub moss also becomes sparse as the height increases, and the frost is frozen due to the cold climate. Occasionally, tall pines and cypresses grow between the bare rocks.
The mountain suddenly became steep, the rocks were jagged, and there was no paved road, so I could only climb by myself.
He couldn't help thinking, is there really a lake on such a steep mountain
Can a lotus flower really bloom in such a cold place
At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind,
"Senior brother."
When he turned around, he saw Luo Mingchuan standing under the green pine, just like standing on Cangya Mountain with vast clouds and mist.
Yin Biyue laughed.
No matter what lies ahead, there is always someone walking with him.
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After nightfall, Yecheng's golden lanterns replace the moon, which is strikingly similar to Yunyang City in the Central Continent, which is thousands of miles away.
Mr. Zhang Yuan is looking at the sky.
No matter how brilliant the lights in the city were, it couldn't interfere with his sight of the stars.
In his eyes, there is nothing more beautiful and meaningful in the world than the starry sky.
For countless nights, stargazing was a pleasure for him.
But today is different.
Tonight, he was sitting by the stone table in the courtyard, and the evening wind blew through his Eguanbo belt. He looked at the night sky, his face pale.
In the outer universe that is so far away that it cannot be touched, two stars of the same brightness are getting closer and closer.
The surface of a star was burning, as if it were constantly spewing flames. The black flame contains majestic and terrifying power. Another star was covered in frost, but there was a blue light shining through.
The brilliance blends together, and the picture looks beautiful.
But it shouldn't be.
According to the calculation, when it is close to this level, it will start to repel each other, start to compete for glory, and one of them will fall as a result.
Mr. Zhang Yuan flicked his sleeves, and a circular array plate appeared on the stone table.
The material is like old sandalwood, but it has the luster of jade. There are many staggered lines engraved on the array plate, which seem to be chaotic.
Under his fingertips, those lines began to intertwine and flow rapidly.
Although there has been no calculation for many years that requires him to use the formation plate, his movements are not unfamiliar at all.
As one of several people standing on the highest peak in the world, he knows more about the rules of the world.
The entire starry sky is a whole, and the trajectory of each star is not independent, and it affects the whole body. It's just that the energy of the stars is different, and the degree of influence on the starry sky is also different.
But these two have unimaginable energy. In other words, the change of these two stars will lead to the change of the whole starry sky and the whole world.
Mr. Zhangyuan's eyes are very focused, and the movements of his hands are getting faster and faster. But no calculation method could give him the answer.
The lines on the array plate are changing at a speed invisible to the naked eye. In the eyes of ordinary people, only white shadows can be seen passing by.
He became more and more startled. No, not possible. How could it be wrong, where is it wrong
Divine consciousness was consumed violently, and in one breath, the sands of the Ganges River crossed in my mind.
Minutes and seconds passed, and his calculations continued.
This is a very dangerous state, and has even fallen into confusion.
Gradually, he didn't know what he was counting, but his obsession became deeper and deeper. Cold sweat soaked through his body like rain, and the sea of consciousness shook with severe pain. But I don't know how to stop, and I can't stop.
He stared at the array plate, his eyes red.
"Zheng-"
A dagger came out of the sky and nailed it to the formation plate!
Mr. Zhang Yuan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood!
He woke up, and the endless fear came up.
I just got into trouble.
He was stunned in place, looking at the broken formation plate stained with blood, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
Then he raised his eyes suddenly, and saw outside the courtyard wall, in the night, a figure was standing on the eaves of the library, and his robes were flying high in the night wind.
There was only a vague shadow, and he also recognized this person.
I can't help but think that even if the school's flowers and leaves can't hide from his eyes, this person will come and go as he wants.
Looking at the array plate again, where is the short sword, it is just half a piece of gray tile thrown at random.
But it was directly nailed into the 'Tianyanpan'. Ruined a magic weapon that could rank in the top ten in the world.
The scholar led by E Guanbo stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Gently brushing the hem of the robe, the embarrassment just now disappeared.
He looked at the figure standing on the eaves and smiled.
"Long time no see, Wei Jingfeng."
The school tonight was as calm as ever.
The students in the back dormitory slept soundly. The yellow lights of the night book building were full of shadows. There were people meditating and meditating on the cold terrace. The wild cats in the grove curled up on the fallen leaves and whined.
No one knew that a great man had come to the academy.
But he is here, heaven and earth know, Mingyue knows!
So the stars retreated, and thousands of moonlight entered Yunyang City!