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The young man's arrogance and the pen of Lingyun may be delayed until his old age. Chapter 38: Old Enemy

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    Sword Spirit's voice immediately sounded: "This girl is too aggressive, I just taught her a lesson." Feng Xiao smiled and said, "That's great, it's you who got me into trouble!" Sword Spirit said: "Originally  I just want to play with her more, but unfortunately, although this girl is not weak in cultivation, she is too hot-tempered and even with 80% of her true energy, there is nothing I can do!" Feng Xiao walked down the stand with a bitter smile.  ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of Feng Xiao's thin and frail figure, everyone's eyes were filled with admiration, and they didn't expect that Shenmutang, who had been ignored by everyone, actually won two games in a row.  On the other side, Lan Ping'er returned to the stands and fell straight into Master Lingyue's arms, crying so sadly. This little junior sister who was deeply loved by the master and who was usually unruly and willful was this time.  He was really humiliated in front of his senior sister and senior brother, and he still kept cursing Feng Xiao.  Master Lingyue caressed her hair lovingly and comforted her: "Okay, okay, victory or defeat is normal. Next time, just find that boy and beat him!"  On the side, Taishang Yuanqing had a bitter look on his face.  Since the entire competition venue was completely destroyed by the fighting between Lan Ping'er and Feng Xiao, and the venue was flooded, the competition between the other two teams could not continue.  As soon as Feng Xiao returned to the stand, he was surrounded by the disciples of Shenmu Hall. Yun Xiaozi looked at Feng Xiao with surprised eyes and said: "Xiao'er, your cultivation level is so high. I really didn't expect it at all."  , how did you do it?" Yun Xiaozi's question made the other disciples of Shenmu Hall even more confused. Although they were happy, they were still a little confused, and they all looked at Feng Xiao expectantly.  Feng Xiao was startled, scratched his head, but thought in his heart, no matter what, it was better not to tell the story about the sword spirit, but if he didn't tell it, he would not be able to hide it, so it would be better to tell it in another way, and he thought about it immediately  He said, "To be honest with my master and brothers, when I went to the Jianlu to look for the Jinfeng spirit, I fell into the hands of demons on the way, but I met an expert who rescued me and taught me some breathing techniques.  Every time the disciple uses that method to practice, he will make great progress. Then he returns to the master and gets the master's elixir. As a result, his progress is extremely fast, and he has reached his current level of cultivation!" Hu Ke, who was stuttering on the side, immediately looked envious.  , so busy: "Little Junior Brother, you your luck is a little better, why I don't have this blessing!" Hu Ke saw Yun Xiaozi's sharp eyes, and immediately  I couldn't speak any more, so I just stuck out my tongue and didn't dare to speak any more.  Yun Xiaozi's eyes lit up and he asked quickly: "Oh? What kind of expert is he? He has such magical powers?" Feng Xiao didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to describe the sword spirit according to his appearance.  .  After hearing this, Yun Xiaozi pondered for a while, and then said slowly: "I didn't expect that there were still experts in the Fengyang Immortal Sect that no longer existed!" "So Master also knows about the Fengyang Sect?" Feng Xiao was a little bit confused.  Accident.  Su Yuzhen hurriedly continued: "Thousands of years ago, the Fengyang lineage was so great. It has spread all over the world. No one in the sky knows about it. But my junior brother, you are ignorant. I just heard your description. This person must be dressed casually."  He is the master from the Fengyang Sect according to legend!" "Oh!" Feng Xiao pretended to be clear, but in his heart he heard Sword Spirit say with some pride: "You know now that I'm not bragging, right?  Hum, one day I must revive Fengyang's lineage and stand among the leaders of Tianlu again!" Feng Xiao ignored him. Huo Yunzi happened to be on the stage at this moment, and he wanted to see what the next arrangements would be.  Huo Yunzi said slowly: "Due to the fight just now, the other two disciples cannot compete. Please invite the disciples of Xianyun Palace, Huoyun Hall and Yuzhu Sword Sect to compete again. You can choose to send disciples!" After Huo Yunzi left,  Master Lingyue's eyes fell on Ding Peiyun behind her in the stands, and her eyes suddenly turned into a look of confidence. If Lan Ping'er was doted on in her eyes, Ding Peiyun made her the most  A proud disciple.  Seeing Master Lingyue's gaze, Ding Peiyun just bowed her head slightly and saluted her. Immediately, her white white wrist stretched forward far away. The Lingxu treasure ring immediately flew out of her wrist. Ding Peiyun jumped up slightly and stepped on the treasure ring.  He flew her to the ring.  At this time, almost all the disciples of the Yuzhu Sword Sect cheered crazily. Ding Peiyun was undoubtedly the pride in their eyes and the idol they worshiped.  However, she saw that the Lingxu treasure ring was extremely flexible, growing bigger and smaller. As soon as Ding Peiyun stood still on the ring, the ring turned into a bracelet the size of a bracelet and put it on her bright wrist.  At this time, Ding Peiyun's frost-like face was even more cold to the extreme, but her cold eyes were full of arrogance.  &nbspThe wind gradually picked up, gently blowing her ice-like lake blue dress, like a dancing elf beside her.  She is no longer an ordinary human woman. From the moment she stood in the distance, she was already a goddess in the hearts of all her disciples!  The male disciple from Xianyun Palace who was competing with him had already been intimidated by her aura. For a moment, he even forgot to hear the sound of the golden bell. He just stood by the ring blankly, looking at it dreamily.  She, this is her charm!  Rather than saying it is charm, it is better to say that it is a kind of magic, a kind of magic that can extinguish the fire in the hearts of all men.  Although she never made any move or said a word.  Feng Xiao was also deeply attracted by her. What kind of courage is this?  I feel so deep in my heart, this woman is really not simple!  At this moment, the male disciple of Xianyun Palace was reminded loudly by his fellow disciples in the stands, and he woke up from the shock. However, he still swallowed nervously, and reluctantly saluted in extreme fear: "This  Senior sister, please give me some advice!" Ding Peiyun didn't answer, she just nodded her head slightly as a gesture of return, and the Lingxu treasure ring on her wrist gradually lit up.  Suddenly, a white light suddenly shot out from the stands of Xianyun Palace, and shot towards the ring like lightning. When he stood still with the escape light, he saw a man in white clothes like snow, with a feminine look on his face.  The angry man stood far away on the stage.  "Oh?" Master Lingyue raised his eyebrows slightly and sighed: "It turns out to be Li Yunhe's nephew! He lost to Yun'er three years ago. I think he must not be reconciled!" Master Lingyue then followed.  Said in an understatement, Taishang Yuanqing on the side frowned slightly.  "Junior brother Hong, please step back. You are no match for her, so let me deal with her!" Li Yunhe said softly without even looking at his fellow junior brother beside him.  His soft, water-like eyes were fixedly looking at Ding Peiyun, who was standing far away opposite him, but there was a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes, and he could not help but involuntarily tighten his hand on his magical weapon, the Bihai Yunxiao, and grasped it.  An imperceptible drop of cold sweat trickled down his forehead quietly.  "This senior brother, is this okay?" said the disciple Nonuo named Hong.  "Don't worry, I won't lose!" Li Yunhe's tone was still calm and composed.  The disciple surnamed Hong hesitated for a while, then turned around and walked off the stage. After all, even his senior brother had said this, so what else could he say? He had no chance of winning in the first place.  "Three years!" Li Yunhe actually closed his eyes and slowly raised his head, as if expecting something.  He took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were gentle. He only looked at Ding Peiyun and said softly: "Junior sister Ding, it is the first time that you have made me, the senior brother of the South Dou Sword Sect, taste the taste of failure."  , how will you repay it?" Ding Peiyun stared at Li Yunhe with a pair of ice cave-like eyes, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything in the end.  "At this moment, let us understand" Li Yunhe finished speaking calmly, but his figure was already gone.  "Up above!" All the disciples exclaimed, "This? What kind of movement is this? I didn't even see how he moved and flew!" A ray of white light was like a horse, and the flute in the blue sea was howling.  A sound flew out from Li Yunhe's palm and hit Ding Peiyun who was still motionless.  At the same time, the Lingxu treasure ring on Ding Peiyun's wrist was already extremely bright. It seemed that she was already on guard. The ring came out of her wrist and made a "嘘嘤" sound, like an extremely agile  Jiao Ying soared into the sky to greet him.  This Spiritual Void Treasure Ring was made by sitting alone by the Cave Tian River for more than seven days after she had reached the realm of Deng Tianhe, absorbing the majestic Tianhe water spirit energy.  If it reaches the extreme, this spiritual void treasure ring will break through the first level of spiritual consciousness, and the magic weapon itself will have spiritual energy, and it can attack and defend independently, which is extremely mysterious.  Seeing that Li Yunhe was coming with a fierce force, he took action with Qi Hai Ru Sheng. Although he had not yet used his Taoist skills, he was already attacking with all his strength.  However, he saw that the Lingxu treasure ring gently carried Li Yunhe's blue sea cloud flute without touching it, and guided it around the jade flute with great force, causing the original fierce momentum of the jade flute to slow down a lot, and then  He was led aside by the Lingxu Treasure Ring.  "One level of spiritual consciousness!" Yun Xiaozi in the stands suddenly said in surprise: "I really didn't expect that Junior Nephew Yun'er had actually used his own cultivation to break through the first level of spiritual consciousness through the sacrifice of his own magic weapon!" Feng Xiao was a little bit  Puzzled, he hurriedly asked Yun Xiaozi: "Master, what is the first level of spiritual consciousness?" Yun Xiaozi explained: "As soon as a cultivator has passed the realm of ascending to the hall, he can sacrifice the magic weapon by himself, and the higher the realm of his cultivation,  , the magic weapon will be moisturized by the master's true energy for a long time.??Break through spiritual consciousness.  " "Once the magic weapon breaks through the spiritual consciousness, as long as the owner prompts it, it can become like a living creature. It is no longer a simple weapon controlled by people. In fact, when the magic weapon really breaks through the spiritual consciousness,  After that, it is truly called a magic weapon!  " Feng Xiao understood a little bit and nodded: "I understand. Does that mean that your magical weapon can hunt on its own like the hound or falcon you raise, and the owner doesn't have to worry about it?  Yun Xiaozi smiled and said: "What you are talking about is just one level of spiritual consciousness. The ritual of this magical weapon is divided into six levels. The first level can be sent and received freely. When facing the enemy, you can avoid the important and take the easy!"  The second level transforms on its own, the third level is not easily damaged and has the ability to protect itself, the fourth level spontaneously generates true energy, the fifth level has the spirituality to protect the master, the sixth level does not need to be prompted by the master, and has its own thoughts. Generally speaking, magical weapons have reached the sixth level.  It can be called a magic weapon!  " "So that's it. It seems that when I really reach the stage of ascending to the throne, I will have to practice this wooden staff well!"  "Feng Xiao secretly made up his mind. At the same time, in the air, the spiritual treasure ring led the blue sea and Yun Xiao had already left the place where Ding Peiyun was standing. Then he saw Ding Peiyun sticking out his green fingers, and the treasure ring suddenly exploded.  A gust of water mist actually shook Bihai Yunxiao away.
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