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Chapter 84 The battle is imminent

Butterflies dance like a tree blooming, the spring breeze blows, and the fragrance spreads all over the garden.The warbler crows softly, and the joyful voice is on the branches. The flowing water is gentle, and the stream moves and the fish swim.The scenery of Huangshan Valley seems to be always spring, people can't help but forget the flow of time when they are in it, as if they have entered the paradise of the world, and many years have passed since they were born again.

Five months passed in a flash, and Zhong Panji miraculously recovered the foundation building stage after swallowing the golden elixir that day. I don't know what method he used, but he was able to disguise himself as a turning light stage. His explanation for this was Mi Hua's Jue, but how could Lin Chenchu ​​believe his nonsense? What happened to this person made him tell the truth even if he talked to the closest people. With such a good thing, Mi Hua Why didn't Hua himself use it to avoid the catastrophe?

But it’s useless to say these things. Anyway, I just need to keep the main plot and don’t change it. Zhong Panji has a way to hide his cultivation, which saves himself a lot of trouble. After all, he and Zhong Panji are not as reclusive as in the book. On Luoxue Peak.

However, Lin Chenchu ​​has not been idle recently. He could not help but absorb the spiritual power long before the golden elixir was delivered to his hands, because all the spiritual power stored in the dantian was absorbed, which instead brought more benefits to his cultivation. It's much more convenient, and you don't have to endure the pain of forced San Gong to improve your cultivation.

There is also the "Burning Sun God Art", if this book must be placed in the world of martial arts, it is probably the kind of exercise of the "Nine Yin Manual". In just five months, he actually broke through to build Ji Zhongqi, of course, shocked him more than that.He has cultivated to the mid-stage of foundation establishment, but he still can't fully use any of the techniques in this exercise, and can only barely exert half of its power. If so, the deterrent effect is also very impressive.

As for Xuan Xiao, after Zhong Panji's "painful research", he can barely use it. It is nothing more than injecting spiritual power into it, and then the Xiao miraculously turns into a sharp blade. It is not vivid to say that it is a sharp blade. , Lin Chenchu ​​once plucked out a piece of hair very cheaply, trying to see if it could be blown off, but he cut a big cut with his hand very hard.

If it is said that the sharp blade transformed from Xuanxiao is really strange, I wonder if it is because it is full of fire power, when it shines under the sun, it can reflect the color of blood red, just like ivory soaked in blood .Therefore, this sword was also given a name that fits its image—Blood Fang.

The news that Xuanxiao could turn into a sword made Zhong Panji very excited. He had aimed his eyes at Xiaokong more than once, but he still found nothing except seeing the pitch black.

Of course, he also tried to use spiritual power to move Xuan Xiao, but this Xiao was very respectful to the master, and he was not moved at all.It seems that after Xuan Xiao absorbed all of Lin Chenchu's spiritual power that day, he had already completed the two procedures of refining and identifying the master. Lin Chenchu ​​did not expect that the spiritual power accumulated in his dantian, which he regarded as a burden, helped him a lot.

Since I took the initiative to ask Lin Cheng that day, Qing Songyue's classes suddenly became less interesting, and the training such as being hanged from a tree to avoid attacks decreased a lot every day, and instead, there were a lot more confrontations with others. It was not until this time that Lin Chenchu ​​really felt that Mi Hua, who is usually sloppy and wretched, is really more reliable than Qing Songyue, who looks like a Terminator. I suffered a lot.

"Young master, the swordsmanship taught to you by Elder Mihua is indeed exquisite, but if you do not have the strength to control the swordsmanship, you will eventually be controlled by the swordsmanship, and you will never be able to reach the realm of the swordman in which the human and the sword are one." Qing Songyue held in his hand. Mu Jian pulled out a sword flower, blocked Lin Chenchu's sword expressionlessly, and said coldly.

Lin Chenchu ​​had no flaws on his face, and his heart had already exploded: Who wants to be a swordsman!

This scumbag thought in his heart that the swordsmanship in his hand was much sharper, and the flexible bodywork practiced by hanging upside down on the tree for a long time was self-contained. Looking at it from a distance, it was like a frightened bird. His nickname - Lin Xiaoniao.

I saw him turning over in the air, relying on the strength of his waist to strike out with a sword, directly hitting Qing Songyue's face!The lightness and agility of that sword concealed murderous intent, it was obviously extremely dangerous, but it looked really pleasing to the eye.

Qing Songyue showed a slight smile imperceptibly, accepted his false move, and relied on her own high-strength cultivation to deflect Lin Chenchu's shocking sword to the side: "Young master, it's useless to have a good-looking sword move."

Suddenly his face changed, but he saw Lin Chenchu ​​was smiling, with a sense of satisfaction overflowing his face. It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that his heart had met a sword at some point.

It turned out that although Lin Chenchu's sword was missed by him, he used his self-exposed weakness as a trap, borrowed his strength, and pointed the sword out with a feather-light movement. No matter whether he could block the sword or not, he could They will all fall into the situation of being pointed at the vital point with a sword.

He looked at Lin Chenchu ​​in surprise, and smiled again: "The young master is good at swordsmanship, he must be careless."

Lin Chenchu ​​was a bit complacent at first, but when he saw the Wannian paralyzed man, he actually smiled, and his smile was extraordinarily bright, he really felt that the sky was about to fall, or he had entered some strange illusion again.In the end, he had no choice but to recognize the reality: he must not practice swords with this guy next time, otherwise he might be scared to death by him...

"Tomorrow is the chief competition, do you want to go with me to see the venue?" Qing Songyue's smile was like a flash in the pan, and disappeared in the blink of an eye without a trace.

Although he was terrified in his heart, but his face was always refined, Lin Chenchu ​​nodded: "Yes, that's fine. Please elder lead the way."

The two went down the mountain and walked to the martial arts field at the foot of the mountain.At this time, a high platform had been set up above the martial arts arena, and the disciples of Xuanhuang and Huang were busy building a shelf on it. Seeing the arrival of Elder Qing Songyue, they hurriedly bowed to salute.A sharp-eyed disciple noticed that Elder Qing Songyue was accompanied by a handsome and slender young man, and couldn't help secretly guessing who the young man was.

But Qing Songyue didn't give them more time to guess, and directly announced the answer: "This is the young master, and he came to inspect the venue with me today. Where is your chief disciple?"

A tall young man stood out from the crowd: "I'm Zhao Han, the chief of the Xuanzi Gate's Foundation Establishment Period."

Lin Chenchu ​​was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhao Han to be the chief disciple.

Qing Songyue glanced at him, and asked indifferently: "Have you ever seen the Great Elder?"

Zhao Han shook his head: "In terms of elders, I haven't seen Elder Lingse in the past few days, and I haven't seen him even when the disciples of Tianzimen disappeared."

Qing Songyue frowned, turned her head and said to Lin Chenchu: "Young Master, I'm going to find the Great Elder, so you can look around with them."

After speaking, he didn't care whether Lin Chenchu ​​agreed or disagreed, he just stepped on the flying sword and rode away with the wind.

"Young master, please follow me." Zhao Han bowed to make way for Lin Chenchu.

Lin Chenchu ​​pretended not to know Zhao Han at all, and said with a gentle smile, "Please brother Zhao to lead the way."

Looking at the gentle and polite Lin Chenchu, Zhao Han really felt that this young master was as airless as the outside world rumored, but looking at it carefully, it made people feel aggrieved—why such a person was born to be a young master? What virtue does he have and how can he surpass all of us!It's nothing more than having a pair of parents who are cultivators.

Lin Chenchu ​​was sensitively aware of the emotional gap between Zhao Han's front and back, so he didn't make a sound, just lowered his head slightly, and followed behind him, wondering what he was thinking about. Looking at it this way, Zhao Han was even more annoyed.But since Lin Chenchu ​​is the young master, he can only "bear it" regardless of his status.

The two silently circled around the martial arts stage. Lin Chenchu, who had been lowering his head not knowing what to think, suddenly asked, "Brother Zhao, is there any danger in this chief battle?"

Zhao Han saw that this person finally spoke, but he asked a question that even a three-year-old child could understand, so he couldn't help but despise him even more: "What are you talking about, young master? Ordinary disciples can only get ahead in this way. They don't seem to Those disciples who are born with excellent talents, not to mention those who have a strong background, naturally have to do their best to get this rare opportunity."

For such a straightforward person, Lin Chenchu ​​was not angry with his sarcasm, but said lightly: "So, many disciples will be injured?"

"Not only that, but every year, many disciples will be accidentally injured by some disciples above the alchemy stage." Speaking of this, Zhao Han thought of something and touched his arm.

Lin Chenchu ​​suddenly smiled, and took out a few spirit stones from the ring and handed them to Zhao Han: "Call some people, I want to set up a formation."

A disciple of the Xuanzi School probably would not have the opportunity to touch so many spirit stones at once in a lifetime. Although Lin Chenchu ​​had heard about it, he really wanted to experience the feeling of being a local tyrant, so Zhao Han held a lot of spirit stones and was at a loss. Staring at these stones is as exciting as a woman holding a basket of diamonds.After a long time, he found out where his tongue was, and asked stammeringly, "Young master, what are you going to do?"

Although he was never angry with him, Lin Chenchu ​​was a little impatient when he was questioned again and again. Seeing him asking himself this question, he still smiled very gently, and the words he said were also very gentle. It made Zhao Han break out in a cold sweat all of a sudden: "What do I want to do, but do I still need Senior Brother Zhao to discipline me?"

Zhao Han was taken aback, and hurriedly bowed respectfully and apologized: "Zhao Han dare not!... It's just that this kind of thing still needs to be approved by the head."

Lin Chenchu ​​narrowed his eyes and played with the spiritual consciousness in his hand, a few strands of hair slid down his cheeks and hung on the shining spirit stone. Under the reflection of the sun, it was hard to say whether his hair was brighter or the stone shone brighter. .He remained silent all the time, Zhao Han was stiff and did not dare to move for a long time.

This moment of stalemate shocked Zhao Han, why did he have so many prejudices against the young master?How could I be so jealous?This doesn't look like me!This feeling is like... as if unconsciously, I have received some kind of hint that no matter what the person in front of me does is wrong... It's really terrible!

Lin Chenchu ​​looked at him from panic to shock, and then to fear, and couldn't help laughing—what did this man think of?If you realize now that your behavior has gone too far, isn't it too late?

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Chenchu ​​gave a dry cough and woke up Zhao Han who was in deep thought. He raised his head and smiled at him, "Senior Brother Zhao? Are you feeling unwell?"

It was only at this time that Zhao Han woke up like a dream, and quickly responded: "No, no, I just suddenly feel dizzy." At this time, his demeanor and behavior were much more respectful as before, as if the moment of stillness just now made him feel dizzy. The cores have all been changed.

"Then I will trouble Senior Brother Zhao to find someone to inform my father." Lin Chenchu ​​didn't care why he had changed so much, but said lightly.

Hearing what he said, Zhao Han seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly turned around to find someone, but before he left, he looked back at Lin Chenchu, the complicated look in his eyes was really hard to fathom.

Lin Chenchu ​​looked at the stone in his hand, didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, and sighed softly: "What's the matter? Are you overwhelmed by my domineering?...Fuck."

The next day, the chief contest was held as scheduled. What was different from the past was that this year's chief contest caused a shock in the entire sect, because the young master who had not been out of the mountain for many years actually wanted to preside over this chief contest.You must know that presiding over the chief battle is not just a matter of standing on the side of the stage, it requires that the person presiding over the battle must have the ability to prevent the Jindanqi disciples from attacking with all their strength.

Of course, Lin Chenchu's current strength is absolutely impossible. His task is to protect the disciples who may be affected at any time, so the required spiritual strength is much lower.But even if this is the case, it will definitely defeat most of the disciples of Tianzimen, because sometimes the spells spread over a wide range, although the power is not great, it is very troublesome to connect them.

Early in the morning, Lin Cheng and his wife came to the Martial Arts Field to go through the formalities, which made Lin Chenchu ​​meet Ji Qingluo who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Ever since Mihua ascended that day, Ji Qingluo has been practicing in seclusion. Today, when he left the seclusion just in time for the chief battle, he was brought over by his wife slave to watch the fun, so she checked the formations everywhere as soon as she appeared Lin Chenchu ​​took it into his arms and rubbed it fiercely.

"Xiaochen, let mother take a look. I heard from your father that you were injured. Are you feeling better now?"

Zhong Panji covered his mouth and watched Lin Chenchu ​​being rubbed by the female tyrannosaurus. The gloat was well hidden, but Lin Chenchu ​​still caught it.

Breaking free from Ji Qingluo's embrace, Lin Chenchu ​​respectfully bowed: "I have met my father and my mother. Xiaochen's spiritual power has fully recovered, and her body is not in serious condition. I need to worry about my parents."

Lin Cheng also walked out from behind Ji Qingluo, nodded in satisfaction, blinked at Lin Chenchu, and asked suggestively, "You're still busy today, so go get ready."

Just as Lin Chenchu ​​was about to leave at the sound, Ji Qingluo suddenly raised her voice and asked, "Wait!" She turned her head to look at Lin Cheng: "So anxious to let my son leave... Lin Cheng, are you hiding something from me again?" ?”

Lin Cheng's face changed, and he pulled Ji Qingluo aside, as if whispering, and led her away from here.

But before the figures of the two disappeared completely, Ji Qingluo's furious voice was heard: "What! There is such a thing! Lin Cheng, you..."

Lin Chenchu ​​smiled wryly. It seemed that Ji Qingluo had sensed that Lin Cheng suspected that there were ghosts in the sect, and was using himself to lure them into the bait.

Seeing that Lin Cheng and his wife had left, Zhong Panji hurried to Lin Chenchu ​​and said to him, "Xiaochen, do you still remember what I told you?"

"Yeah, I know, I only learned some formations from Mihua that everyone knows, don't expose the true fire of the burning sun, Xuanxiao is just a musical instrument with a strange color...Okay, okay, talk I've been nagging all morning!" Lin Chenchu ​​waved and walked up to the martial arts stage with an expression of being defeated by you.

Elder Lingse and several other elders were sitting in a private seat beside him. It turned out that Elder Lingse disappeared for the past few days because when Elder Mihua was ascending that day, he felt the way of heaven and went to retreat.Over the past few days, it is obvious that he has gained a lot, sitting there with a happy face and teasing each other with some old female elders.

Everything was ready, because the head of the sect went to coax his wife, so Elder Lingse said a few decent words on his behalf, and the chief battle began.

It's a big battle, it's better to say it's a group arena with individuals as the unit, registration is unorganized and disciplined, as long as you think you are capable, you can stand in front of this stage and show your skills until the next challenger knocks you down.

But things like bullying the small with the big are absolutely not allowed to happen. If you jump up to fight a disciple in the rotation period during the foundation building period, it will be messed up. Therefore, if this happens, you will win the battle You are fighting this fight for nothing, and you have to lose face to the whole sect.

Disciples of the same level in the same sect compete with each other, and the person who wins in the end is their chief.Of course, chiefs and the like are nothing more than a little bit more benefits than other disciples. Cultivators can go to higher places by themselves, and disciples of low-level sects can directly challenge disciples of high-ranking sects to enter a better position. sect.

For example, three years ago, He Fengxin challenged a disciple of the Dizi Sect by leapfrogging, knocking him off the stage of martial arts, and then entered the Dizi Sect forcefully.There are countless such things, so if the disciples of Tianzimen think that they have high talents and have a strong background, they will neglect their cultivation, and sooner or later they will be kicked out by more diligent disciples.

This rule was revised by Lin Cheng when he became the head of the sect. He offended many people when he made this decision, but the facts have proved that this decision definitely has more advantages than disadvantages for the entire Tianmen Sect.

Standing on this martial arts stage, Lin Chenchu ​​felt that he was full of fighting spirit!

All the disciples seemed to be insane, sitting on the ground and using their spiritual power reserves all the time, making it like a college entrance examination. Even Lin Chenchu, who was barely a proctor, couldn't help but get nervous by them.

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