After the eldest grandson Zijun won the competition, he still didn't say a word, he nodded to Yue Xiaorou, and made an apology. Yue Xiaorou frowned slightly. She had already lost, although this battle was very unexpected to her, but she was indifferent. She picked up the eldest grandson Zijun's sword and threw it back.
The eldest grandson, Jun, took the sword and walked off the stage.
Yi Xichen touched his Jiao Xiang's explosive head, dumbfounded. The eldest grandson Zijun was so powerful that even he was surprised. He couldn't shoot at women, but fortunately, the sword competition never fought to the death or the death, as long as the opponent was kicked out of the field, it would be considered a victory. He directly used the flying sword to send Yue Xiaorou away, simple and rude, but very effective. In fact, Yue Xiaorou was extremely powerful, but she didn't have time to play at all. If the field were bigger, she could break the stiffness before she left, and the eldest grandson Zijun would be in trouble.
Compared to this, it is also the first time in history. This year's Sword Competition is really eye-opening.
Yi Xichen squeezed a water spirit stone and used a healing technique. The eldest grandson Zijun's explosive head softened, and his long black hair gradually recovered. Yi Xichen asked, "Why don't you avoid the lightning sword?"
The eldest grandson Zijun said lightly: "I just want to confirm the truth."
Yi Xichen was slightly startled. The eldest grandson Zijun's symptoms after being hit by a demonic barrier, he has roughly understood. But he couldn't understand the mood of the eldest grandson. How can the troubles caused by the truth and the false be overcome? For a time, he was also a little distressed.
He turned back and saw Yue Xiaorou passing by in front of them.
Yue Xiaorou looks very beautiful, not soft, but heroic. It was only because of her coolness that she seemed inaccessible. Yi Xichen looked at the handsome and handsome little junior sister, thinking about what the eldest grandson Zijun said, and suddenly had some strange feelings in his heart.
"You think she has a crush on you. Then you," Yi Xichen asked, "have a crush on her?"
"No." The eldest grandson Zijun said concisely.
He didn't say it in the tone of "Hum, I don't have a crush on her", this sentence seems to be true. Yi Xichen touched the back of his neck and suddenly felt that he was a little clumsy to ask such a question.
The eldest grandson Zijun glanced at Yi Xichen and sighed silently in his heart. Even if he knew it was a delusion, in his heart, they were both pregnant with eight or nine children, and if they were born, it would be enough to fill a shack. It's all like this, what else could he have in mind? well! Sad people!
Since there are few equal opponents in today's duel, ten rounds of competition have been completed before dark. The disciples went to Shennong Hall to draw lots again to decide the opponent for the next round of competition.
When Mu Yuan flew up, the strongest were not worried, and it was useless for the weakest to worry, other than that, the other disciples were quite nervous. The more you win, the harder it will be to go down. In the next round, Mu Yuan arbitrarily matched the ten winners with each other and the ten losers with each other arbitrarily. Further down, the opponent is determined based on the previous winning rate and the strength of the previous opponent, and the element of luck is less and less. Because not every two disciples will play against each other, the random match between the first two matches is very important. If you can let your opponent who is stronger than you be defeated by the stronger one first, and you play against the weaker first, then your final ranking is likely to be higher than your own. strength is higher. For example, Yue Xiaorou, she should have been a strong candidate to win the championship, but after losing to the eldest grandson Zijun today, she may not even be in the top three.
Mu Yuan flew into Yi Xichen's hands, and then led him to Wu Mo of Xiujian Pavilion. Yi Xichen breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Mo is of course not weak. He is the second-ranked disciple of Xiujiange, but there are no weak ones who have won today. Compared to the disciples who were drawn to Lianjiange and Shoujiange, this is already a very good result for him.
The eldest grandson Zijun drew Gongsun Di. Gongsun Di's face was very ugly. As the No. 1 Shoujian Pavilion, even if he doesn't say the pride of the sky, he is still a dragon and a phoenix among people. Today, he also defeated Jincheng, who was in the Sword Refinement Pavilion. It stands to reason that he should be happy when he draws a disciple of the Medicine Pavilion, but his opponent is the eldest grandson Zijun who sent Yue Xiaorou out in an instant today, so his chances of winning are not big. If you lose the second game, it will be difficult to rank in the top five this year.
But the most unlucky person was Wang Qingqiao. In the first competition, he drew Lu Ziyao, and he had nothing to say if he lost. Next, as a loser, it should be time for him to show off his counterattack, but he actually won Yue Xiaorou again! Yue Xiaorou, who was the second in Lianjian Pavilion, lost in the competition on the first day was a big upset! She was relegated to the loser's team, which resulted in Wang Qingqiao hitting the jackpot. Moreover, Wang Qingqiao had one more game than anyone else. Losing to Yue Xiaorou was equivalent to losing three games in a row. It is very likely that he will become the first disciple of the Sword Refinement Pavilion to be squeezed out of the top ten in a hundred years. This honor is simply despairing.
Xiao Kui drew Bian Liang, who was guarding the sword pavilion. He ranked fourth in Lianjian Pavilion, while Bian Liang ranked second in Shoujian Pavilion. In terms of cultivation, Xiao Kui should be slightly better, but only slightly. Tomorrow he will probably face a tough fight.
After determining the order of the competition, the disciples went back to prepare for the battle.
Today, Yi Xichen and the eldest grandson Zijun both won, but Yaobudu didn't even come to watch the battle, so the first thing they had to do was to go to the master to claim credit. Yi Xichen will also go to Yaobudu to see if there are any new immortal materials that can be used tomorrow.
However, halfway through, he met Qiu Jian, the elder of the Sword Refinement Pavilion.
"Elder Qiu."
The eldest grandson Zijun and Yi Xichen bowed to him.
Qiu Jian looked at his eldest grandson Zijun with complex eyes. He presided over the match of the eldest grandson Zijun today. He originally expected to see a close match, but he did not expect that the eldest grandson would send Yue Xiaorou out of the court with a single blow. He felt very lost. What he lost was not that his beloved disciple lost the game, but that he failed to see the eldest grandson Zijun exert all his strength. How outstanding is this young man of heavenly roots? Once upon a time, in front of him, he called not the cold Elder Qiu, but the cold Master.
"Zijun." Elder Qiu said, "Come with me, I have something to tell you."
After all, he was an elder, and although the eldest grandson Zijun had nothing to do with him, he left with him before he could save his face on the spot.
After the eldest grandson Zijun left, Yi Xichen went to find the medicine by himself.
However, when they arrived in the medicine house, the medicine was not poisonous. He passed through the transformation door again and entered the medicine field.
Yaobudu rarely goes out on weekdays, either refining medicines in the medicine house or collecting medicines in the medicine fields. His medicine field was built continuously by the elders of the Medicine Pavilion. If you find any elixir and fairy grass outside Tianjianmen, you can bring it back to the medicine field to plant.
Yi Xichen Yujian flew over the medicine field for a while, but he still couldn't find the medicine or poison, and he didn't see any interesting fairy grass, so he fell on the edge of the transparent spring. From the transparent spring, he could see the scene outside the medicine field. He once knelt foolishly here for seven days and seven nights, and looked foolishly at the eldest grandson Zijun who was standing foolishly outside.
Yi Xichen remembered the past and couldn't help but sighed, sat down by the stream cross-legged, and muttered, "Where did Master go? What did Qiu Jian ask Zijun to do..."
At this time, he saw Yao Budu in the transparent spring and ran back in a panic.
Two flowers bloom, one for each.
Qiu Jian brought the eldest grandson Zijun back to his sword-making room, and then stopped to look at him seriously.
The eldest grandson, Zijun, was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help but say, "What is the matter with me, Elder Qiu?"
Qiu Jian patted his shoulder with emotion: "It's grown so big in a blink of an eye."
After the cultivator has completed the golden elixir, he no longer has to worry about birth, old age, sickness and death. Unless someone is beheaded, or if he fails to survive the catastrophe, he will fall. After Jindan, the growth of cultivation became extremely slow, and many monks still had no progress after a hundred years of formation. But in any case, there are still hundreds of years before the catastrophe. How to spend these hundreds of years, for these real people, there are only a few choices.
Or continue to cultivate alone, but the growth of the cultivation base is slow, and it is inevitable that it will become boring after a long time; or it is unbridled pleasure, no longer extravagantly seeking to transcend the catastrophe and become an immortal, and spend the hundred years happily; or, accept disciples to preach.
Those who will serve as elders in the sect, or even establish their own sect, are those monks who love to accept disciples. However, some people accept apprentices to strengthen their prestige, some people accept apprentices to find someone to serve them, and some people accept apprentices just to relieve loneliness. Of course, some people are thirsty for talents, and Qiu Jian is the last one. kind.
Qiu Jian looked at the washed-white disciple's uniform on his eldest grandson Zijun, and then looked at the tattered copper-like sword around his waist, and said sadly, "You have suffered in the Medicine Pavilion all these years."
The eldest grandson Zijun said impatiently, "No."
"Is Elder Yao treating you okay?"
"Very good." The eldest grandson said coldly, "Elder Qiu, I will not send you a love letter. If there is nothing else, I will go first."
-Although a fan writer won't be so mad enough to let the elderly come out to be cannon fodder, but he can be a matchmaker for twilight love!
Qiu Jian: "???"
What's the matter, is this a popular trend among young people now, even sending a love letter to an apprentice? !