Feng Xiao smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know, but I just can't stand the woman's cold and arrogant attitude. I must let her taste the taste of failure!"

Zi Qian sighed lightly, stood up suddenly, and a gloomy look appeared in her eyes, "Xiao'er, I want to stay alone in Xiaoyao Tower for a few days, so that I won't be afraid of being discovered, and I won't distract you..."

Feng Xiao immediately said with a look of surprise: "Why is this? Do you don't like this?"

Zi Qian said with a slight silence: "Xiao'er, you promise me once this time!"

Feng Xiao looked at Zi Qian for a long time and finally nodded.

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On Xiaoyao Peak, the setting sun was as blood as blood. The desolate mountain peak blew a purple gauze skirt. Looking at the countless escape lights participating in the Immortal Ceremony in the direction of Douyun Palace, Zi Qian was filled with bleakness. She knew that they could not be as carefree as normal immortal heroes and together freely and freely, and perhaps it would never be possible.

She had reminded herself of this cruel fact more than once, but there was no way to completely abandon the deep feelings in her heart. Every time she saw him, a blazing flame would still ignite. The flame was hot and violent, leaving her with no room for resistance, so she had to choose to escape.

But is it enough to escape?

Only then did she realize that she was thinking about him all the time, and the intense pain suddenly turned into the torture of lovesickness, but she could only accept the pain of life and death alone and had to bear it.

"But what can I give him by his side now? I can't give anything, and I can even drag him down. I can only rely on sewing and repairing every day, and do my best to cook a delicious meal for him, that's all."

Zi Qian's sad eyes suddenly became a little hollow.

The simple hand was gently pressed on her heart, and suddenly she seemed to remember something, and she became a little excited, "By the way, I'm not useless, I still have life!"

Resolutely, she got up! She picked up a small piece of stone, brewed a little magic in her body, and quickly wrote to a standing rock in front of her.

You are like dust on the road, and I am like turbid cement. I wish you will be the southwest wind and will pass away into your arms.

Looking at her lines of beautiful handwriting for a long time, tears rolled down quietly. Such a long struggle in her heart was like a sudden collapse of rock, or like a sudden roaring flood, she hugged the rock and cried for a long time.

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The next day, in the purple valley.

A group of disciples in the Shenmu Hall were heading to Douyun Hall. Shi Dachuan saw that Feng Xiao’s face seemed not good and said strangely: “Little Junior Brother, are you? Didn’t have a rest yesterday?”

Hearing Dashi's question, Feng Xiao hurriedly smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Shi for your concern, I'm very good!"

But his eyes clearly showed a look of loneliness. He could only smile and respond to a sentence, and then he returned to silence.

Shi Dachuan and Jin Huali looked at each other, both of whom were confused. Suddenly, Shi Dachuan slapped his forehead and seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said to other disciples and Yun Xiaozi: "Master, senior brothers, I forgot to bring things. You can take the lead. My junior brother and I will hurry up immediately." Then he pulled Feng Xiao and stopped.

Yun Xiaozi looked at the two of them for a moment, but nodded and said, "Okay, but you have to hurry up, the ceremony will soon begin!"

Dashi immediately scratched his head and smiled, "I know Master, I will come and go."

When he saw the group walking far away, he patted Feng Xiao on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother, do you know why I sent Master and the others away?"

Feng Xiao said with a confused look on his face: "I don't know!"

Shi Dachuan said with a confident look on his face: "Tell me honestly, did something happen to you and Miss Ziqian?"

Feng Xiao was stunned and immediately laughed: "Okay, Senior Brother Shi, I saw you honestly, but I didn't realize that you still have these scheming!"

However, Shi Dachuan did not joke with him, and still said with a serious face: "Junior brother, I am a senior brother. According to the "Secret History of Nandou" of our Sword Sect, when the Nandou Sword Sect had only one lineage, more than two hundred years ago, an extremely excellent disciple named Guan Tianhai appeared in the sect. This disciple is even better than the current senior brother Li Yunhe. In the Great Ceremony on Immortality, he even beat several disciples of the Yuzhu Sword Sect with extremely high cultivation and became famous.

"But when he was favored by the head and was at its peak, he did a great mistake! Therefore, everything was ruined."

Feng Xiao said curiously: "What's wrong?"

Dashi said slowly: "I can't help but have feelings for the banshee!"

Feng Xiao was shocked and said, "How did it happen later?"

Dashi said: "Later, the master sect learned about this and took the demonic essence of the banshee into the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, and he was also driven out of the sect wall. More importantly, the master immediately deposed his decades of Taoism and would never step into the sect!"

Feng Xiao's face gradually became gloomy and he said, "What do you mean by telling me about this?"

Shi Dachuan said sternly: "My junior brother, I just hope you don't follow the footsteps of that disciple! The alien path of the demon is unavoidable, and the laws of nature are not tolerated, so you must be awake!"

Feng Xiao smiled and said, "Senior Brother Shi still doesn't have to worry about this. Before entering the sect, I met Miss Ziqian. Later, after being guided by Master Treasure, she was taken by her side. From then on, she took care of her meticulously. Although I have entered the world's best immortal sect, I can't just leave her. Isn't this a ruthless and unrighteous wolf-hearted person? I don't know much about that matter to Tianhai, but I only know that I can't leave her no matter what!"

"But..." Shi Dachuan was still trying to say something, but Feng Xiao reached out to stop him and said, "Hey! Senior Brother Shi said it is useless. The Great Ceremony on Immortals is about to begin. Let's go quickly!" As he said that, he went without dedicating his head to Douyun Palace.

"Oh!" Dashi looked at Feng Xiao's distant back with a blank look on his face and murmured: "Why are talented people always so stubborn?" After saying that, he shook his head and rushed forward.

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On the stands in Douyun Palace Square, Yun Xiaozi saw Feng Xiao and Shi Dachuan coming, and called Feng Xiao and said, "Xiao'er, my Shenmu Hall was already proud of her during the competition yesterday. Today, I am ready to let you take your senior brother Jin Huaili to compete. Are you willing?"

Feng Xiao was stunned and hurriedly said, "Thank you for your love, I will obey your master's arrangements in everything!"

Jin Huaili smiled and said, "Junior Brother Feng, I have to see you today!"

Just as the golden bell rang, the disciples of each sect had already stepped onto the ring. Due to Li Yunhe's defeat yesterday, the disciples of the Xianyun Palace were quite depressed. At this moment, the former senior brother Feng stood on the ring and was ready for the battle.

Feng Xiao slowly stepped onto the ring and sat down in the group, feeling inexplicably sad.

I also made a secret decision in my heart that I would concentrate on practicing in the future. One day, I would be truly determined to be at the top of the immortal sect.

The sword spirit said slowly: "You kid, I have to say that you are quite talented in cultivation and have a solid foundation. Your cultivation level will definitely improve rapidly in the future! But let me leave it here first!"

"Yes!" Feng Xiao's face was as deep as water and he responded.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure of water blue appeared in front of him.

Feng Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was the blue silk skirt as blue as the sky. His cold eyes were faintly fanatical. He looked at himself calmly, and his lips, which looked like autumn frost, slightly opened: "No matter who you are, I want to defeat you."

"Huh?" All the disciples looked surprised, "What did she say just now, she actually took the initiative to speak." Everyone seemed to have seen the most strange thing in the world, and were all surprised.

Feng Xiao smiled slightly, but he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. What she was looking forward to was not herself, but the sword spirit in her ancestral orifice. But one day I will catch up with you first. Thinking about it, it gradually became clear.

The sword spirit looked at the cold woman in front of him through Feng Xiao's body and felt a sense of emotion. Although he had experienced thousands of years and had seen many people, it was rare for women who were pursuing the peak of Taoism like her to be fanatical. "Come on! I will make you feel that this journey is not smooth. Only by experiencing bumps can you truly understand the great way!"

The Lingxu treasure ring was rumbling, as bright as a lamp, as if waiting for the master to urge it. On the other side, the Xuanmu divine staff in front of the sword spirit had already shined with a green light.

All the disciples on the field were waiting for breath, and everyone's eyes were the cold and arrogant girl in front of them and some weak boys.

Suddenly, the sword spirit opened its eyes and blew out a mouthful of Yunlong's true energy towards the Xuanmu divine staff. The wooden staff changed immediately. It turned into a wooden sword and flew back. At the same time, the sword spirit suddenly stood up, poked out his right hand and grabbed the wooden sword, pulled the clothes open with the other hand, allowing the stimulating Yunlong's true energy to surging and stir the clothes to make a sound.

Suddenly, a sharp sound was heard, and the sword spirit only saw the spiritual treasure ring in front of him soaring into the sky and then rushed down, like a hare tied to the rabbit, extremely agile.

Jian Ling smiled and said, "I want to find out my reality, it's just that, let's have fun with you!"

He immediately raised his hand and threw it. The wooden sword transformed from the Xuanmu magic wand in his hand was thrown into the air by him. Then it turned into ten, ten into hundreds, and in a moment it turned into more than a hundred wooden swords, which surrounded the Lingxu treasure ring in the sky. The pointing of the sword tip was extremely sharp.

Only those who have high cultivation skills in the stands, such as Master Lingyue, Huo Yunzi and Yun Xiaozi, can see that this magic weapon is clearly at the level of the second level of spiritual consciousness. Master Lingyue's expression has changed drastically and exclaimed, "I didn't expect that when did the Nandou Sword Sect have such a powerful disciple?"

The Lingxu treasure ring was surrounded by the wooden swords and could not be broken free. Ding Peiyun tried her best to urge her and could not get rid of it at all. She was like a bull surrounded by a group of wolves, who was so helpless that she was trapped in the middle.

The sword spirit brushed the sleeves of the shirt, and the wooden swords in the sky then fought with the Lingxu treasure ring. When the "dingdang" in the air was heard, Ding Peiyun had to cheer up her spirit and fully urge the Lingxu treasure ring.

The sword spirit smiled brightly at this moment, but his voice was still Feng Xiao. But he heard him look at Ding Peiyun, who was already a little tired, and said with a smile: "Little girl, do you still have to support me? Can't you still see that there is too much difference between you and me, so you should practice hard and come back!"

Ding Peiyun snorted coldly at the disdainful young man in front of her, and immediately the Spirit Water True Art was activated to the extreme. With a soft shout, she saw that the Lingxu Baohuan, which was gradually unable to support her by the wooden sword, suddenly had a blue light, and a loud bang, as if a thunder sounded. The Baohuan actually burst out with a burst of spiritual water aura under her full force, which only shocked the wooden swords that had been fighting forever.

"Oh?" Jian Ling's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but praise: "It's not simple. You can fight with me these two Taoist methods until now, but it's not easy. But it's still a hundred years to defeat me!" As soon as she finished speaking, Jian Ling waved her big hand, stretched out her palm and opened her fingers in the air, and then clenched her fists suddenly. She saw the wooden swords that were originally shook by the side, shaking for a while, but regaining their spirits again, still sharply, and as the sword spirit clasped their fists, they all attacked Lingxu Baohuan.

"Ping Pong! Boom!" A dazzling green light flashed, but something fell from afar. It was the Lingxu treasure ring. The blue light on the treasure ring was already much dim and it hit the ground without any obstruction, making a crisp sound like a piece of broken copper and iron.

"My God! Who is that guy who is the master? He actually shot down the magic weapon of the most Taoist master among the disciples of the Yuzhu Sword Sect. It's so unbelievable!"

The Shenmu Hall was already full of cheers.

Ding Peiyun looked at her magic weapon that was almost destroyed, and her face suddenly became gloomy as ice. Although she knew at this moment that the other party's cultivation seemed to be far above her, she was unwilling to give up!

It was not until this moment that she deeply realized Li Yunhe's mood at that time.

"But everything is not over yet. Even if I lose, I will do my best to see how far I can!" As soon as I thought of this, Ding Peiyun bit her cold lips tightly, and the spiritual water truth crafts all over her body came out. The water blue Luo skirt flew wildly, and waves of moisture filled the surroundings. Even the disciples in the stands stretched out their palms for a moment and wet a lot.

"Ten true energy!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Master Lingyue had already changed his color and shouted, "Yun'er, don't show off..."

Unfortunately, everything is too late.
Chapter completed!