"Sister Xie, you really have to rush to the front."
Yang Yunqing sat in front of the table in the small pharmacy, applying a medicine bag to the wound on his face, and looked at Xie Jinyu with a wink, "What are you going to use to fight Wen Yufeng's disciples?"
" His tone was very sad, and he was really worried for Xie Jinyu.
Just like Qingyao Peak has never produced a disciple who ranks first in a sect competition, the top spot always seems to come from the two peaks of Wen Yufeng and Feiyu Peak.
Among them, Wen Yufeng's disciples have the strongest fighting ability.
In addition to practicing swordsmanship, Fei Yufeng's disciples also practice music, such as piano cultivators, and they are those who are beautiful and elegant.
But Wen Yufeng was much simpler.
They were all sword cultivators, and the method of selecting his disciples was also very rough and simple: they beat each other, and whoever fought the hardest was the winner.
Compared to Wen Yufeng, the people in Qingyaofeng were so gentle that even if they came with needles, they wouldn't make people feel scared.
Xie Jinyu raised her hand and threw a medicine jar to him, and said nonchalantly: "Just hit it with your hands, otherwise you will be stupid if you use it."
Yang Yunqing hurriedly took it, looked up at her and said in surprise: "Ah, you fight them with your hands and you don't even use a sword?"
Swords are worn by all Cangyu sect disciples.
They are usually used for flying or self-defense.
They are considered essential weapons.
Xie Jinyu glanced at him and asked: "When have you ever seen me use a sword?"
Yang Yunqing was stunned.
Thinking about it carefully, he had never seen Xie Jinyu wearing a sword, let alone seeing her take it out and use it.
"Then what did you use?"
Xie Jinyu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were a bit bigger, with clear black and white.
She waved her sleeve, and green smoke rose under her hand.
Before Yang Yunqing could see what it was, he saw her right hand flicking, and her thin white fingers seemed to be gliding across it softly.
"I use this."
It wasn't until the voice with a smile came that Yang Yunqing lowered his head belatedly and realized that his right hand on the table was filled with eight silver needles, like a hedgehog.
Suddenly, the sensations of soreness, swelling, and numbness came together at the same time.
How could one feel so sore and refreshed?
Yang Yunqing: "" Xie Jinyu held her belly and laughed, then waved her hand, and eight silver needles obediently floated from Yang Yunqing's hand, floating leisurely in the air.
Yang Yunqing's expression could only be described as stunned.
He stared at the eight silver needles of different lengths arranged in an orderly manner in front of him.
He recalled the feeling of being pricked just now and sighed: "Senior Sister Xie, you It uses the legendary nine needles.
Hey, how come there are only eight?"
Xie Jinyu rolled her eyes, "That one is too long, I'm afraid it will poke your hand through."
Yang Yunqing shuddered involuntarily, shook his head and said in disapproval: "Nine needles have always been used to dredge meridians to treat diseases and save lives, but Senior Sister Xie wants to use it to compete with this power.
Is it really feasible?"
Xie Jinyu waved her hand, put the needle back into her sleeve, looked at him and said, "Yang Yunqing, let me ask you, if I added something to this medicine bottle, do you think you would know about it?"
Yang Yunqing, who was opening the medicine bottle and smearing the medicine on the palm of his hand, was stunned when he heard these words.
For a moment, he didn't know whether to use it or not.
"The needle in the doctor's hand can not only be used to save people."
Seeing his frightened look, Xie Jinyu smiled proudly, "Let you underestimate us, but I will fight for our Qingyao Peak." a reputation” Yang Yunqing thought about it and said with a sigh: "Hey, Senior Sister Xie really has many ideas, I will definitely wait and see."
The words were released, but in fact, few people, including Fei Chen, really took it to heart.
They really didn't expect Xie Jinyu, the little girl who was practicing medicine, to win the first place.
Being in the top three was already very impressive.
Mu Xiurong called Xie Jinyu to his side, and asked her about her recent cultivation in a pleasant manner, and said that she didn't care about her ranking in the competition at all.
If she needed anything, just ask him for it, as long as she had fun in it. .
Xie Jinyu knew that he was afraid that he would be under too much pressure and did not want to make himself too sad, so he agreed with a smile.
Feichen secretly discussed with Liu Jiming in private that if Xiao Xie got the top three, he would also give her what she wanted.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Liu Jiming asked "why".
Obviously, if Xie Jinyu fails to win the first place, he will lose less, so he should not have fulfilled his intention.
What's more, he didn't know what happened to him at that time, and he actually agreed to such a thing.
Liu Jiming secretly thought that it would be best not to fight before making a decision in the future.
However, there was a hint of expectation in his heart that even he almost ignored.
Will she really get the top spot as the first Qingyao Peak disciple?
Xie Jinyu, who was completely ignorant of everyone's thoughts, continued to live her usual life.
Concentrate on practicing, rubbing medicine, and refining elixirs.
Occasionally, he would go to Liu Jiming's side to show off his face, and then he would go to Mu Xiurong's side to be nice, and he was still as carefree as ever.
The day of the sect competition finally arrived.
The new generation of disciples of the Cangyu Sect stood on the Chaoyang Peak Square.
They were arranged in order from the direct disciples, to the registered disciples, and then to the outer disciples.
They were all dressed in white robes and well-dressed.
The leader, He Ling, sat at the top, followed by Fei Chen, Mu Xiurong, Liu Jiming and other peak masters sitting next to him.
In addition to Feiyu Peak, Qingyao Peak and Wenyu Peak, Cangyumen also has three other peaks including Cangyun Peak, Gu Yuefeng and Mu Xifeng.
Except for the peak leader Gu Yuefeng, all others are men.
Among them, Fei Chen is handsome, Mu Xiu has a gentle face, Liu Jiming is cold and stern, and the leader, He Ling, has thin eyebrows and long eyes, and is extremely feminine.
His appearance is completely different from Liu Jiming's.
Liu Jiming was delicate but not feminine at all, but He Ling was different.
He was too delicate and beautiful.
If a careless person saw him, it would not be impossible for him to recognize him as a woman.
He raised his hand to fiddle with it, and the lyre on the table made a quiet sound.
The notes of "Heguang" cut through the sky and spread all the way from Chaoyang Peak to the entire Cangyu Gate.
"The competition begins."
The sect competition started with a melee.
The outer sect, registered disciples and direct disciples were divided into three groups, with a total of three large arenas.
This was a real melee.
Everyone was deliberately trying to knock the other party off the arena, because until the end, there were only ten people left in each group.
The two of them just stopped.
After this round, there will be a one-on-one competition until three people are victorious, and the winner will be selected from these three people.
Because the gap between the cultivation of registered disciples and outer disciples is slightly larger than that of direct disciples, the three groups will not compete in mixed competitions.
If required, after the first place in each group is selected, you can apply for another round of competition.
If there are no objections, The number one among the direct disciples is the leader of this session.
The first round of melee begins.
Fei Chen looked at the crowd of furry kids rushing together with a smile, shook his head and said with emotion: "Every time I see them, I think of our original scene.
I just don't know whether the lead this year will fall on Feiyu Peak or Wen Yu Where is the peak?"
He Ling didn't pay attention to his words, turned his head and said to Mu Xiurong: "I heard that Xie Jinyu is going to win the first prize this year."
Mu Xiurong put down the tea cup in his hand and answered with a smile: "I am very satisfied with her ambition to be motivated.
I won't force anything else."
He Ling gave a faint "grace" and said: "It's rare for her to have such fighting spirit.
As a senior sister, she has set a good example for everyone, so she should be well rewarded."
Mu Xiurong nodded: "Then I will thank Senior Brother He in advance for Ayu."
Feichen winked at Liu Jiming and asked with interest: "Junior brother Liu, tell me, can this little Xie get the first prize?"
Liu Jiming glanced at him lightly and said nothing.
He Ling's eyes also drifted over, with unclear meaning: "Junior Brother Liu, if Xie Jinyu's request is not excessive, then you should agree to her even if you don't win the first place."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"What a coincidence, Senior Brother He, I have the same idea."
Fei Chen smiled.
Liu Jiming frowned, scanning the field with a vague gaze, and responded with a faint impatient voice.
The melee can be played very fast or very slowly, and the ones played this time are obviously the fast ones.
A scoreboard in the Chaoyang Peak Hall has unknowingly recorded the scores obtained by each disciple.
Each time a person is knocked out of the ring, it counts as one point, and a ranking is generated after the cumulative total.
Feichen glanced at the scoreboard at the back and said with a smile: "Sure enough, we Wen Yufeng are the best."
He Ling then looked around and saw that in the column of direct disciples on the scoreboard, the first and second places were Wen Yufeng, the third place was Fei Yufeng's disciple, and Xie Jinyu was in ninth place.
This is a position that is not backward, but definitely not outstanding.
When Mu Xiurong saw the ranking, he said happily: "Ayu is very good."
He was used to being a pessimistic person, and he was very satisfied to be in the top ten.
"That guy is pretty good."
Fei Chen nudged Liu Jiming with his elbow and pointed at the column of registered disciples.
Yang Yunqing's name topped the list and was the first.
Liu Jiming snorted coldly and made no comment.
"I think this kid has a bright future.
If he hadn't insisted on becoming your disciple, I would have snatched this kid away."
Fei Chen gritted his teeth, but he must not let this good talent go to waste.
Rao was the quickest in this fight and still fought for two full days.
The outer disciples finished the fastest.
After a day, their physical strength gradually failed, and soon there were twelve winners, and then the registered disciples.
Only the direct disciples could decide the winner on the second night.
On the scoreboard, in the column of registered disciples, Yang Yunqing still topped the list, nearly twenty points ahead of the second place.
If He Ling hadn't stopped him in time, I'm afraid this kid could have thrown everyone else on the stage down.
His fighting power was really terrifying.
Among the direct disciples, there are four from Wen Yufeng, three from Feiyu Peak, two from Cangyun Peak, one each from Gu Yuefeng and Mu Xifeng, while Xie Jinyu, representing Qingyao Peak, stayed in the twelfth place .
Feichen took a breath, because there was only one point difference between Xie Jinyu and the thirteenth place on the ranking list.
He couldn't help but said: "It's so confusing."
Mu Xiurong's eyebrows were curved and gentle, and he nodded and said: "Luck is also a part of strength."
He Ling glanced at them, stood up and said, "The winners will come and draw lots.
The competition will continue tomorrow."
Next, the twelve winners of each group will compete in pairs and be divided into six groups.
After the six people win, they will compete in pairs and three groups until the last three people are selected to enter the finals.
In the six groups of duels, Xie Jinyu was very lucky and drew a junior sister from Gu Yuefeng.
Because Gu Yuefeng is both a woman, the characteristic of Gu Yuefeng's technique is to use softness to overcome strength.
The junior sister does not use a sword, but a soft and water-like colored drill.
When the little junior sister fights, it's like dancing.
She taps her toes lightly, gracefully and leisurely, and it's very pleasing to the eye.
Cai Lian's long hair flew gently with the spiritual wind, but when it touched Xie Jinyu, it was as sharp as a sharp sword and showed no mercy.
Xie Jinyu hid twice, feeling that it was a bit dangerous, but because he was facing a junior sister who was younger than herself, it was hard to be cruel.
After a few blows, I started thinking about it.
Feichen stood on the stage and looked at it, feeling very strange: "Is this Xiao Xie fighting with bare hands?"
Mu Xiurong stood nearby and heard it.
He tilted his head and explained, "My Ayu doesn't use a sword.
She said she couldn't learn the sword by herself, so she didn't want to waste time."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Liu Jiming snorted coldly and finally spoke: "Lazy."
Mu Xiurong was not annoyed at all, "She has always had this temperament.
But it doesn't matter if we, the Qingyao Peak people, are not good at swordsmanship."
"Hey, thank you," Fei Chen exclaimed.
Liu Jiming and Mu Xiurong looked at the same time, and saw that Xie Jinyu used some method to hold Cai Lian, who was supposed to be Gu Yuefeng's disciple, in his hand, and the other end was firmly tied to the waist of the junior sister opposite. .
"I'm sorry, little junior sister."
Xie Jinyu smiled slightly, and with a strong hand, Cai Lian sent the little junior sister flying down the ring.
The junior sister lost beautifully, and the moment her graceful figure fell lightly, I don't know how many Cang Yu Clan boys' hearts were captured.
Xie Jinyu gave her enough face, so she bowed to Yingying and was convinced: "Thank you so much, senior sister."
In fact, Xie Jinyu's performance was nothing remarkable in terms of skill.
To be honest, it didn't look like a serious competition.
However, the two young women fighting against each other, especially Gu Yuefeng's junior sister, were deft and graceful with their moves.
It was really a visual enjoyment, and the onlookers praised it highly.
Liu Jiming saw it at a glance and said disdainfully: "You're so clever."
Even Mu Xiurong, who has always been good-tempered, couldn't help but give him a rather helpless look, "Ayu is very good.
If you don't want to give her something, just don't give it to her."
Why do you always arrange for us to have nothing to do?
Home Ayu.
Mu Xiurong suppressed these words in his heart.
For him who has always been introverted, it was not easy for him to say this.
Liu Jiming brushed his sleeves and remained silent.
In the three groups of duels, Xie Jinyu’s opponent was Lu Ming, a piano cultivator from Feiyu Peak.
He is a direct disciple of He Ling.
Although he has only been in Cangyu Sect for a short period of time, he has excellent talent and rapid progress.
He is waiting to get a good ranking in this competition and be promoted to a core disciple.
Seeing this lineup, Mu Xiurong couldn't help but become a little worried and asked: "Senior Brother He, can your apprentice hurt others?"
He Ling glanced at him and said comfortingly: "No, just click on it."
Hearing Head He's answer, Mu Xiurong relaxed his brows with relief, hoping that Lu Ming would really stop it and not hurt Ayu.
The three groups of games started at the same time.
Feiyu Peak disciples and Wen Yufeng disciples, who were both wielding swords, were fighting back and forth in an instant.
Wen Yufeng's disciples and Cangyun Peak's disciples were also locked in a stalemate in the ring next to them.
Only Xie Jinyu and Lu Ming did not make the first move.
"Thank you, senior sister."
Lu Ming smiled, with a radiant look.
He held the piano in his right hand, which was a green-painted sunset, "It's been a long time since a disciple of Qingyao Peak has entered the top six.
Junior brother, I admire you very much." ” Xie Jinyu raised her head: "It's useless to talk more, just come over here."
Lu Ming laughed: "Well, today, I will show my true strength and I will never let Senior Sister Xie go."
You let me?
Xie Jinyu couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
Glancing again, I saw the pink bubbles in the eyes of several junior sisters under the ring, and suddenly I felt that I was being tricked.
Let you pretend to be Xie Jinyu and glare.
Lu Ming didn't notice at all.
He bent one leg and lifted up his robe.
Although there was nothing behind him, he was as steady as Mount Tai sitting on a mahogany armchair in a square shape.
Luoxia was resting on his lap, steady.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Steady.
The first sound of "dang" was plucked from the strings of the piano, and it was a stone thrown into the pool water, creating ripples.
The ripples continued to expand in circles in the air, forming a huge spiritual energy gathering place.
In an instant, the entire arena was enveloped in the oppressive aura from Lu Ming.
The music spreads in the air, everywhere.
As for the music in Qin Xiu's hand, even if he was born deaf, he would not be able to resist it.
It was a weapon with spiritual energy as the carrier, overwhelming.
"Okay."
Fei Chen, a person who is usually addicted to swords as much as his life, can't help but applaud such a piano cultivator disciple.
Mu Xiurong and other peak masters also looked approvingly, and He Ling's brows moved slightly, and a very faint smile broke out.
Only Liu Jiming was stroking Qianqiu's sword hilt with his right hand, wondering what he was thinking.
Xie Jinyu is at a disadvantage, and she is very aware of her current situation.
Qin Xiu's fighting ability is actually not inferior to that of Sword Xiu, but Sword Xiu is famous for being able to fight and resist fighting, so everyone thinks that Sword Xiu is stronger.
And Qin Xiu is actually an indispensable member in controlling the whole scene.
As long as Qin Xiu is there, he will definitely seize the opportunity and leave people with nowhere to escape.
Lu Ming raised his eyes and smiled.
The breeze caressed the broken hair on his temples.
He pressed his slender right hand on the strings of the piano and stroked it calmly.
A poem poured out through Lu Ming.
Every move and every move he made was personally taught by He Ling.
His movements were extremely elegant.
He was dressed in white clothes like snow and looked like a celebrity.
"Yo yo, the deer roars, eating the apples of the wild."
Every time the strings of the piano fluctuated, a white light flashed through, and every sentence turned into small white arrows as big as a palm, which separated from the body of the piano and shot straight towards Xie Jinyu.
"I have a guest who plays the harp and sheng."
The strings jingled.
Xie Jinyu turned aside, her eyes flashed, and she clenched her right hand.
The next moment, a slender two-inch silver needle appeared in her hand.
The whole place was in an uproar.
"What is that?"
Fei Chen couldn't sit still and wanted to fly up to the stage to take a closer look.
"Is it a needle?"
In all these years, they had never seen anyone running up to fight with a needle.
Mu Xiurong was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized it and smiled: "It's the nine needles I gave Ayu.
However, this is one of the long needles that seems to be, well, a little longer."
Liu Jiming narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's getting longer."
"Hey" Mu Xiurong couldn't help being surprised and stood up, "How could that happen?"
However, the long needle in Xie Jinyu's hand did become longer and longer amid a burst of exclamations.
The cyan spiritual energy flowed gracefully and smoothly in her hands, and the two-inch long needle was stretched longer and longer like a rubber band.
While it was lengthening, Xie Jinyu raised her right hand and moved her fingers dexterously.
The long needle was like a windmill in her hand, spinning rapidly, with spiritual energy shooting out.
For a moment, Lu Ming's hidden arrow couldn't even get close to her body.
Mu Xiurong was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time.
He came back to his senses and said slowly: "I never taught her."
For a moment, everyone on the stage fell into silence.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
In the Cangyu Sect, Xie Jinyu's qualifications are only above average, and her daily practice is quite satisfactory.
In addition to her medical skills, no one actually knows much about her skills.
Mu Xiurong had always pampered his disciples, and Xie Jinyu felt at ease with him, so he followed her in choosing the exercises without interfering too much.
Who would have thought that seeing him today would be such an eye-opener.
Xie Jinyu's innate foundation is definitely not the best, but her diligence and intelligence are rarely surpassed by anyone in the Cangyu sect.
"If it's just a needle, isn't it still a bit forced?"
Fei Chen asked.
He Ling nodded: "Let's take another look."
"Blowing the sheng and drums makes a basket like a general.
When people treat me well, it shows me how to move around."
Lu Ming straightened up and immediately took action.
His five fingers clanked across the seven strings.
Instantly, strong winds were blowing in all directions.
The spiritual energy was like an explosion.
The strong wind passed by and swept the entire place.
Xie Jinyu's hair was spread out, and the green hairband was almost formed into a straight line by the spiritual energy.
She waved her sleeves and three silver needles were shot out at the same time, directly towards Lu Ming's front.
Lu Ming was forced to take a few steps back, and the sound of the piano changed from muted to high-pitched.
"Hey, the deer roars, eating the wormwood in the wild.
I have a guest, Deyin Kong Zhao."
"If a gentleman treats the people with disdain, he will be effective."
After a few clanging sounds, three silver needles pierced the body of the piano and penetrated three-thirds of the way into the wood.
Lu Ming raised his head again, and a silver needle pierced the back of his hand.
The flow of spiritual energy felt momentarily stagnant, and the sound of the piano seemed to be cut off, stuck on this sentence.
"I have a wine order, and the guest is Yan Yiao."
Lu Ming frowned, and the falling clouds were thrown into the air.
The strings of the piano continued to play without any movement, and the ripples of the music in the air became bigger and bigger.
Some of the outer disciples, who were of low cultivation, could hardly withstand such pressure, and bloodshot eyes overflowed from their mouths.
Xie Jinyu still had four needles in her hand.
"Her spiritual energy consumption was too great," He Ling said.
"Indeed," Fei Chen said, "This is actually a waste of fighting.
If we delay it any longer, we will definitely lose."
Mu Xiurong sighed: "Silly Ayu."
"Yo yo, the deer roars, the qin of the wild food.
I have a guest, playing the harp, harp, drum and harp"
The stretched long needle suddenly floated to Xie Jinyu's feet.
With the help of this spiritual energy, Xie Jinyu stepped on the long needle and flew into the air in an instant.
Another uproar It is not unusual for everyone in the Cangyu Sect to wield a sword, but flying with a needle is really unheard of.
It has never been seen before.
How many secrets does Xie Jinyu have in his body?
"The drums, harps, drums and harps are harmonious and exquisite."
Xie Jinyu stepped on the long needle and flew straight towards the Luoxia Qin hanging in the air.
Her purpose was very clear.
Since she couldn't hit Lu Ming himself, she would simply use his weapons.
Lu Ming instantly saw what she was thinking.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, eager to call Qin back.
If his thoughts were confused, something would happen.
When he saw Xie Jinyu's smiling face, Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt that something was going to happen, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
In just a few seconds, he suddenly discovered that his pulse mouth, tanzhong and baihui had been firmly sealed by four needles, and the movement of his spiritual energy was stagnant, almost the same as that of a disciple who was worthy of foundation establishment.
What else is there to fight for?
Xie Jinyu raised her foot and kicked him in the chest.
"I have a drink with the intention of enjoying the guests" The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.
The whole place was silent.
Then, someone suddenly shouted, and everyone jumped for joy as if they had been awakened from a dream, bursting into cheers.
"Thank you, senior sister, for being so powerful."
"Thank you, senior sister" "Thank you, senior sister" The peak masters of each peak on the seat could not find their strength for a long time.
"Xiao Xie," Fei Chen was the first to react, but at this point, he didn't know what to say.
It's awesome, it's really awesome, but it's not really awesome.
After all, Lu Ming was not beaten down by her.
However, you can't say she committed a foul, because wisdom is also part of strength.
He Ling pondered for a while and sighed: "She is indeed the senior sister of our sect."
When Mu Xiurong heard what he said, he breathed a sigh of relief and laughed happily: "Senior Brother He is right, Ayu finally did not embarrass us."
Liu Jiming's heart moved.
I don't know why, but my eyes fell lightly on the ring.
By chance, Xie Jinyu was looking towards him with her head stretched out.
Feeling his gaze, Xie Jinyu tilted her head.
The green hairband hung smoothly on her chest along with her hair.
She raised the corners of her mouth and suddenly smiled.
It is a pool of spring water that wrinkles and ripples spread.
It is the weeping willows on the riverside that draw out the new green, wandering branches, drifting across the shallows, and ripples.
It is a plum blossom that blooms in the cold spring, quietly and exuding a delicate fragrance.
Annoying for no reason.
The ice breaks.
The author has something to say: The scumbag author coded the results for a day, qvq double updates, happy eating gd1806102: