Boom!

The low whistling seemed to come from the horizon, echoing on Tongtian Peak.

In a moment, the originally clear Tongtian Peak suddenly became dark. The dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky rolled continuously, lightning flashed, thunder rumbling, and a stern storm between the sky and the earth, and the strong wind blew again!

On the ground, from the Taoist Master Daoxuan to every Qingyun Sect disciple, there was a look of horror on his face. He stood up from the chairs, looked at the figures rolling under the ink clouds in the nine heavens, and then turned to Master Shuiyue, Xiaozhufeng.

Tian Buyi's expression was the most complicated, and he slowly said, "'The Divine Sword and Thunder Control True Art'! You are a good disciple."

Master Shuiyue ignored Tian Buyi.

Her eyes were filled with worry, and she looked at the disciple standing in the strong wind.

As if no one noticed, the young man panting on the ring. He slowly raised his head, and the blood on his face obscured his vision. He could only see the figure in white clothes in the sky, like a banished immortal. He breathed out a breath with difficulty.

The sadness of young people is often more likely to go to extreme despair.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan recalled what he saw yesterday, the girl in red was determined, and sighed helplessly, and felt a little disappointed.

Although Zeng Shushu was in the audience, he could see Zhang Xiaofan's strangeness. Although he had only been in contact for a few days, he still liked this simple junior brother very much and couldn't help but whisper: "Hey, Junior Brother Zhang looks something wrong today!"

"Well, you just found out?"

Zeng Shushu suddenly realized: "Do you know what's going on?"

Feng Yi responded with a "ah", recalled a little, and nodded: "It's probably known." Zeng Shushu said speechlessly: "Then you didn't go to persuade him?" Feng Yi turned his eyes to him: "I didn't even have the chance to talk to him from now on since I went out today, so I won't even have the chance to talk to him, so I will compete with you. How to persuade him?"

Zeng Shushu also realized that Feng Yi was seriously injured yesterday and was still in a coma. Today, there is no time to have the first four major competitions?

At this moment, a low and hoarse smile suddenly sounded on the ring.

The layers of ink clouds above the head, the glorious power of heaven, Zhang Xiaofan's smile seemed a little lonely and crazy. Without waiting for the people watching the battle to react, the young man waved his hand and the "fire-burning stick" was bright and bright. He was fearless and fearless, facing the sky with terrifying thunder brewing!

"he!"

"Is Junior Brother Zhang crazy?"

Zeng Shushu was so shocked that his face changed drastically. If he could not resist the enemy, wouldn’t he admit defeat immediately? In order to show his courage, he didn’t even care about his life?

Feng Yi frowned tightly and his eyes were fixed on the boy.

The green light was shining with wisps of black air and arrived in front of the girl in white clothes. Almost at the same time, a roar sounded from the sky, as if the sky was tilted, and the dazzling blazing lightning fell!

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder landed on the "Tianya" that was whistling in Lu Xueqi's hand. She bit her teeth lightly, and the lightning turned back on the sword, and instantly turned into a dazzling lightning domain, illuminating the entire dark world for a moment, and then endless lightning shrouded the young man!

Long time!

Long time!

Feng Yi was silent.

He was so focused that he could not see if there was a moment of communication and stagnation between the young man and the girl. I am afraid that only the two people involved knew the secrets.

The lightning light diminishes slightly, and the world is silent.

A charred body fell down weakly from the air.

However, before he could land, a short and fat man jumped up and caught him, waved his hand and drove a red fairy light toward the Tongtian Peak!

Lu Xueqi then fell down, stood on the ring and shook her body, her expression seemed to be dazed for a moment. The magical power of the "Divine Sword and Thunder Control True Art" just now was too difficult for her cultivation at this time. Just like Feng Yi forcibly used the "Sky Sword Art", it was a real killing method that could only be done once.

She was afraid that she would be backfired now, her face was pale and bloodless.

At some point, Shui Yue, who was in Yuebai's Taoist robe, came behind her, as if she noticed the disciple's restlessness, so she stretched out her hand and placed it on the disciple's shoulder.

"Xueqi——"

Lu Xueqi turned around, looked at Master Shuiyue, and replied softly: "Master, disciple--"

"Well, let's leave with your teacher first."

"Feng, Feng Yi, do you say Junior Brother Zhang - is it okay?" Zeng Shushu looked at the red flame fairy light that was gone far away, remembering the boy who was as coke as just now, swallowed a mouthful, and asked with some concern.

"Of course!" Feng Yi nodded, "With Uncle Tian here, it will definitely be fine!"

"I hope so." Zeng Shushu was worried.

Feng Yi didn't say anything, looking at the disciples around him who had just come back to their senses until now, and had discussed each other fiercely with each other's grand ceremony. However, he knew in his heart that the seventh genitals had reached its end now, and it was basically the ending.

As expected.

The last competition the next day was far less exciting than the peak battle that everyone expected.

Both Feng Yi and Lu Xueqi were injured. Compared to Feng Yi's two days of care, Lu Xueqi's condition was worse. The two had only been fighting for a quarter of an hour, but after the test was completed, Lu Xueqi had already tried a little harder. Then Shuiyue stepped forward to stop the competition and continued, which was considered to have taken the initiative to admit defeat.

At this point, Feng Yijing calmly won the first place in this exam!

Not to mention elsewhere, after Feng Yi was named the first master of the Seven-Meridians, the Chaoyang Peak lineage was extremely excited, and all the red faces were full of red. Especially the Shang Zhengliang, the first lineage, was laughing at everyone and praising everyone. I felt that I had finally seen the hope of revival over the years, which was very relieved.

A few days later, news came from Dazhu Peak.

The young man who was as dark as carbon under the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder that day was already out of danger under Tian Buyi's efforts to treat him. He could recover as long as he had a good rest.

News from Nagato also sent Feng Yi and his disciples who participated in the top four major examinations, and then went to Tongtian Peak after resting in one month. The head of the sect, Daoxuan, had another instructor at that time. Feng Yi knew about this. During this month's resting, he did not continue to practice secretly. Instead, except for the two daily hours, he mostly read the Taoist scriptures.

Taking "Health Master" as the key!

This major test allowed Feng Yi to truly feel what his master said about "Souling Yuan", "Tongxuan" and "Sword Control" is the complete statement of Qingyun Taoism. If it weren't for the secret technique of "Souling Yuan", Feng Yi would have lost that day when he fought Qi Hao.

"Souling the Yuan" is the foundation, and the other two are branches and leaves, and neither is missing.

After reading the scriptures and recording a moment of insight, Feng Yi often goes out to practice a sword technique. The so-called "reviewing the old and learning the new" and "practice makes perfect". Just learning Qingyun's sword techniques, in addition to practicing hard, you also need to think carefully about it.

This is where the word "力" in "力" is.

As soon as I went out, my legs were familiar with it. I looked down and saw that it was a dumpling that I was used to in Tongtian Peak. After returning to Chaoyang Peak, I was still used to staying in Feng Yi's yard. The landscape in the courtyard was made of bamboo forests and had long been sparse. A few ancient pine trees with strange postures also had branches and leaves. You can never underestimate the ability of a rolling destruction.

Especially when that time is still sour!

But she is not bad. Just raise her head and look at you with her round eyes. Or hum "whimper" and rub her head in kind. No matter how angry you are, you will have to stop and feel love and pity.

This guy, without using any magical powers, can make people obsessed with their appearance alone and it is difficult to extricate themselves!

To some extent, it really corresponds to what Master said to be "terrible".

After finding a secluded Jianping, there was no transplanted bamboo forest, so that Genggong could go for food by himself. He could also practice swordsmanship in Jianping. When he arrived at Jianping, Feng Yi found that there were already early pedestrians. He looked closely and found that it was his senior brother Jiang Feng.

Perhaps because of the stimulation of the seven-member martial arts, several familiar senior brothers became more diligent after returning to the mountain. Although the Chaoyang lineage won the first place in this competition, it was the younger brother who worked hard. Instead, all of them were wiped out in the second round, and they were really lost.

"Senior Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Feng heard the steps and shouts, and stopped the sword technique in his hand. Seeing that it was Feng Yi, he smiled and put away his sword and stood up: "You are here just right, I've been waiting for you for a long time! Junior brother, come and see if this change in the 'Shaoyang Sword Technique' is wrong? If you make a little adjustment, will the gain or loss of the sword technique be?"

This is the "leftover" of winning the exam.

After the senior brothers went through the major tests, they intuitively understood Feng Yi's Taoism, and remembered everyone's achievements this time, and they were no longer reserved. Every time they met, they would consult him or ask for advice or discuss with each other.

Feng Yi was certain of this and did not feel impatient.

Communication is always mutual, guiding others and discussing each other, which can open your horizons and be of great benefit to Feng Yi now.

Feng Yi put Genggu down and let her go away happily. After discussing with Jiang Feng, she practiced for a while. After a while, after taking a break, Feng Yi remembered something and suddenly asked, "By the way, Senior Brother Jiang, why haven't you seen Senior Brother Xu recently?"

When Jiang Feng heard about Xu Ming, his face suddenly sank and said angrily: "That guy is asking Senior Sister Qu Ying to discuss swordsman these days."

Feng Yi's eyes lit up: "Senior Brother Xu is enlightened?"

"Go!" Jiang Feng pursed, "It would be fine if he was enlightened, but he was just a sword contest, and he completely let down his good intentions!"

“Oh~”

Feng Yi thought about it for a moment, but smiled and said, "Senior Brother, don't forget that Senior Sister Qu Ying is still there."

A spacious sword square in Zhuxia West Mountain.

A man and a woman in a daily sword-practicing uniform were communicating with each other from the center of Jianping. If outsiders seemed to be free and friendly, they were afraid that they were not a pair of enviable fairy couples? However, in fact, the two were communicating with themselves, and all the secret details of their sword skills were in the cultivation of swordsmanship.

There are differences in the vision of men and women when they learn swords. After a few days of discussion, both of them feel that they have gained a lot.

When the agreed time came, the two of them said goodbye politely again.

Looking at the man's departure back, the woman stood quietly and frowned slightly, as if she was troubled and worried.

"Junior sister."

The woman turned around and said in surprise: "Senior Sister!"

A beautiful and dignified woman appeared not far from Jianping and walked towards her. It was Mu Huiqiu, the senior sister of the female disciples of the Chaoyang lineage. She also saw someone leaving, her eyes flashed with a strange color, and suddenly said, "Do you really take that lump in your heart?"

This person was Qu Ying. Hearing that his senior sister was so blunt, Qu Ying couldn't help but face Feixia even though he knew him. But he couldn't help but argue: "Senior sister, Junior Brother Xu is not a 'elm-wood lump'. He was just a little slow and too focused."

Mu Huiqiu looked at her deeply and sighed quietly: "You are afraid you will suffer some trouble in him!"

Qu Ying calmed down instead, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Senior sister, I didn't actually want to find anything. Even practicing swordsmanship in her hand." As she said that, she pulled a sharp sword flower in her fairy sword, and her eyes were as smiling as a crescent moon. "If you don't believe me, look, I've been greatly aware of my sword skills recently!"

Mu Huiqiu was speechless for a moment.
Chapter completed!