I don’t know if Tian Xiufeng’s experience of joining the winner group as the New Qizhi Peak is too legendary, or if the swords and shadows between Chang Xi and Chang’an inspired the passion and passion of the remaining disciples, the Jiufeng Outer Gate Competition seemed to have not truly reached its climax until the second half.

Until the game ended, as the referee elder sounded the order to end the battle, everyone looked at the standings where countless tadpole runes gathered in the martial arts field. The nine runes that were extremely dazzling in golden light were all on the list, none of them were outside.

The nine peaks were all in the winner group, and the grand occasion that had not happened in many years has been seen today. Amid the cheers in the stands, all the disciples of Jiufeng competed, except Mengsu and Chang'an, entered the court. The referee elder glanced at him, but Chang Xi was not there. He looked at the master and the leader of Tianxiu Peak. Yun You shook him a look of signing to continue, and even the leader nodded slightly. The referee elder spread his hands helplessly and continued to preside over the final award ceremony of the Jiufeng Outer Sect Competition.

If someone is interested in paying attention to the expressions on the faces of the masters of each peak, you can see that their attention is not actually present, but looks faintly at the Qingyun Monument not far away. The masters of each peak have different expressions on their faces, are they surprised, playful, and unexpectedly envious?

Hongxiu's face was as frosty as ice, and she snorted coldly, and twisted Duan Yunfei's ears in front of tens of thousands of disciples and senior brothers in Qingyun Mountain without any mercy. Yunyou, who was beside him, ignored the family affairs of the old couple beside him, raised his chin and looked into the distance without any mercy, turning a blind eye.

Then the two of you, let them go.

Under the Qingyun Monument, two young figures in black clothes and black skirts walked in the afterglow of the sunset, and a long shadow was drawn behind them. The mysterious runes flying on the top of the Qingyun Monument seemed to like the aura of the two of them very much, and some runes flew down from the spire of the tower.

The woman in the black dress raised her jade hand lightly, revealing her heart-beating body under the thin black veil. The runes flew around and landed in her palms. The moving light illuminated the flawless side face of the woman in the black dress, like a fairy who was not as good as the world's fireworks. For a moment, many disciples who passed by were taken away by the beautiful scenery in front of her, and could not help themselves.

When Xin Tong returned, she saw Chang Xi being surrounded by tadpole runes and looked at him at a loss. Her cold face couldn't help but tremble and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I heard from the second senior brother that the runes flying on the Qingyun Monument were transformed by the heroic spirits of generations of predecessors since the founding of the entire Qingyun Mountain sect. It is extremely spiritual. Ordinary people cannot attract any of them, but I know that Brother Chang Xi, you must be able to do it."

Xin Tong walked to Chang Xi, waved his jade hand and led it. The runes flew beside him as they were led by their fingers, surrounded the two of them, and put their jade hand in Chang Xi's palm.

"Dance with me."

Chang Xi did not refuse, and hugged Xin Tong Yingying's waist, trembled like an electric shock, looked at each other, and took steps with the traction of spiritual power under his feet.

"Remember when you first hugged me?"

"Of course, at that time, you, the girl, wanted to cover Wen Yu and Zhang Yuan alone from the demon ape to retreat. She was too brave and wanted to say that you would be slapped in the butt."

Xin Tong's pretty face turned slightly red, and she looked at herself reflected in Chang Xi's eyes and asked, "Which do you like now and the me in the past?"

Chang Xi's eyes were clear and he didn't think: "You in the past and you in the present are you."

"Sliding head."

Yanran smiled, Xin Tong's jade arm spread and rolled into Chang Xi's arms, and breathed in his ears, "You tell me how long it will take to go from the inner gate to the back mountain?"

Chang Xi thought carefully, "Three years?"

"Two years."

Before Chang Xi could make a sound, a tempting rosy dragonfly pecked on his lips like a dragonfly, green but hot.

With his lips parted, there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes. Xin Tong dodged away from Chang Xi's chaotic steps, broke free from Chang Xi's arms, and stood under the Qingyun Monument. Countless runes surrounded him, making the delicate body in a black dress look so incomparable.

His face was slightly red and his teeth were trembling slightly.

"In this life, I will dance for you alone."

The graceful dance moves with the wind, and a murmur goes away with the wind.

...

Seven days later, in front of Qingyun Mountain, Chang Xi and Chang'an stood side by side.

Chang Xi said: "Senior brother is going to go down the mountain to experience it now?"

Chang'an laughed: "If it weren't for the fact that I had been trying to compete with Junior Brother Chang, I would have gone down the mountain long ago." But then my expression became somber: "But it was precisely because of your competition with Junior Brother that I really knew once again that this world was indeed a hidden dragon. I thought that among the outer disciples, only Chen Shuo from Qingyun Peak's outer sect would make me feel a little afraid, but I didn't expect that the cruelest person was you."

"But after fighting with you, the days I was resting had a lot of feelings. Even after my cultivation was restored, I was even more diligent. I believe that it will not take long to break through the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm."

Chang'an said as his eyes floated towards the Yuehong Sword hanging around Chang Xi's waist. The shocking glance seven days ago still vividly made him remember it. The golden light and shadow that rushed straight above the nine heavens would make his mind hurt whenever he thought of it. He was sure that this sword called Yuehong was definitely not an ordinary thing.

Chang Xi was reluctant to leave, and he also benefited a lot in that battle. Many moves that were difficult to try were practiced, making the connection between each move more smoothly and freely. Recalling the killing momentum of the golden sword and iron horse brought by the knife, Chang Xi couldn't help but wonder whether the senior brother Chang'an in front of him had ever experienced any extremely fierce wars and fighting. The overwhelming momentum that made people unable to extricate themselves was definitely not something that could be achieved by practicing swords. If he had not advanced to the foundation-building realm and had three years of experience of surviving alone, he would probably lose his mind and become a dead soul under the knife in just one breath under that momentum.

Chang'an's mouth condensed into a sound, and a sharp whistle came from a very far distance. Chang Xi seemed to feel something. Looking at him, he saw a black shadow walking towards him in a very distant forest sea with a degree that was difficult to capture by the naked eye. In just a cup of tea, the black shadow was strong in shape and jumped up to the blue jade steps under the mountain gate. Only then did Chang Xi see clearly that it was a black panther as dark as ink.

The black panther was extremely spiritual. Seeing the stranger standing beside Chang'an, he grinned at Chang Xi, but soon seemed to appear the ancient dragon power in Chang Xi's body. He quickly closed his mouth and became rarely docile.

Chang'an laughed loudly, not at all strange about the scene in front of him. He stepped on the back of the black panther and bowed to Chang Xi: "Junior brother, I don't know if I can meet again in the future when I go to practice. I'll leave now, take care of it!"

"Take care for senior brother!"

Chang Xi held his fists and handed them to the tip of his nose. He lifted them again. The black panther was carrying Chang'an's figure down the mountain, and he could vaguely hear Chang'an's bursts of laughter.

Chang Xi quietly looked at the direction of the person and the leopard away, and was still out of sight. He asked Mr. Mo and knew that Chang'an did not like the way of practice in Qingyun Mountain. The ordinary disciple could not touch the sect of killing skills at all. The Lord of Zangdao Peak forced Chang'an to obtain the identity of the inner disciple of Qingyun Sect before allowing him to go down the mountain. With the identity of the inner disciple of Qingyun Sect, he could save him a lot of trouble along the way. In critical moments, he could also use the token of the inner disciple to ask for help from other sects in the Immortal Dao Alliance. The good intentions of the Lord of Zangdao Peak can be seen.

Looking towards the direction where his hometown was, Chang Xi knelt down and kowtowed three times to his parents' tomb.

In three and a half years, the teenager who once had nothing had grown from a seedling to an existence that could bear a peak of hope.

And now, his steps will not stop because he still has a promise.

"Two years?"
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