When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

In the Lingyun Hall of Tianyang Peak, Sect Master Qing Xiao sits in the middle and high on the main seat, while the Master of Sifeng and the elders of the two sects sit on both sides. In addition, the disciples and ordinary elders were not here, and the hall seemed a little empty. However, everyone's cultivation was advanced, and they could vaguely hear the excitement of the disciples celebrating at the foot of the mountain.

This time, Xuanqingzong won the first prize in the martial arts discussion. Xuanqingzong's disciples were naturally rejoicing. After Yun Qingyue won, everyone spontaneously celebrated. First there was a commotion at Little Spirit Peak, and now it hasn't stopped after returning to Tianyang Peak. If the sect doesn't restrain it, this kind of commotion may last for a month or two. But the sect naturally wouldn't restrain it, and even many elders participated in it, making the excitement even better.

Compared with the excitement of the disciples at the foot of the mountain, the Lingyun Hall is completely silent at this moment.

The Three Schools of Discussion on Martial Arts was originally set up to alleviate the conflicts among the three schools. According to the convention, it is held once every sixty years. The results of the competition between the disciples will eventually affect the resource allocation of the three schools for the next 60 years.

This is really a serious matter, so the summary gathering after the end of the martial arts debate is inevitable, but the atmosphere of this gathering is obviously delicate-serious competition, willing to bet and admit defeat, no matter what the result is after the martial arts debate in the past , have never been controversial. But this time is different, because of Chu Yang's accident, the results of the discussion on martial arts seem to be somewhat unconvincing...

Zhenjun Ji Ling was sitting in the hall on behalf of Tiandaozong, listening to the celebration of Xuanqingzong's disciples at the foot of the mountain, his face was a little gloomy: "Oh, it's so lively, Xuanqingzong has won a big victory this time, it really should be celebrated. "

His tone was not very good, and when he spoke, there was a bit of yin and yang, which caused everyone present to frown slightly.

Sect Leader Qing Xiao's expression remained unchanged, he took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, and threw it at Zhenjun Ji Ling. Before the latter raised his hand to pick it up, the jade bottle landed firmly on the table in front of him: "I know why the real king made trouble, and there was indeed something strange in the previous contest between Chu Yang and You Yi. However, time has passed At that time, I didn’t grasp the reason, so it’s useless to say anything now. But Chu Yang is indeed my disciple of Xuanqingzong, and it’s a fact that he hurt You Yi. Please ask Zhenjun to pass this pill to Nephew You, so that it’s me Emperor Xuanqing made an apology to him."

Master Ji Ling glanced at the jade bottle upon hearing the words, but didn't intend to open it to look at it. Those who can be used as an apology by the head of Qingxiao are not ordinary things. But even if the elixir in this jade bottle is more precious than the Breaking Realm elixir, and You Yi can get a more valuable reward than the top three in the martial arts, it is nothing compared to the resources of the sect for the next 60 years.

"The head of Qingxiao is really generous." Zhenjun Ji Ling seemed to be holding his breath, determined not to give up easily: "Xuanqingzong presided over the martial arts discussion, but Xuanqingzong's disciples disrupted the competition with magic soldiers. Do you want to end this matter with a bottle of pill?!"

It's no wonder that Zhenjun Ji Ling is unwilling to back down, it's because his cultivation level is not high, and his status in the sect is only ordinary. An elite disciple like Jiang Shen is almost on the verge of catching up with him, what is lacking is experience. And this discussion on martial arts is also one of the experiences of Jiang Shen and others. Zhenjun Ji Ling said he was leading the team, but in fact it was just to deal with some trivial matters and be a mascot.

But the mascot is not easy to make. It was Jiang Shen and the others who made the decision, but he must be the one who is responsible for the problem. But this time Jiang Shen and others came here with full confidence, but in the end they ended up in a disastrous defeat. Tiandaozong ranked last, so who would the sect take if they didn't ask him to blame?

So even if he knew that You Yi had won that match, it might not have any effect on the final result, he still insisted on it.

However, the head of Qingxiao is not a muddy temper, he generously gave away the pill to make amends, but it does not mean that he will give in on the result of the martial arts discussion. Immediately glanced at it lightly, the coercion of the fit cultivator almost overwhelmed Zhenjun Ji Ling: "Chu Yang has never won the first prize, and he is not among the top three in the martial arts, so what will Zhenjun Ji Ling do?"

Zhenjun Ji Ling's face turned red, but he still said stubbornly: "You Yi is an elite of my Heavenly Dao Sect. If he hadn't been plotted against by Chu Yang with despicable means, how could he be defeated by a mere Golden Core cultivator? If he is undefeated , might not be able to go to the end!"

Hearing this, Peak Master Qingyu finally couldn't hold back, and let out a light snort: "You Yi competed with my disciple before, but he lost."

Zhenjun Ji Ling choked, but still insisted: "It's just a small defeat. The cultivation base of the two is between brothers, and you may not be able to win another fight! Let's talk, let's talk..." He said and looked at the leader of the Buddhist sect. After a glance, he didn't say anything more. Because the Buddhist disciples of the Buddhist sect are obviously not easy to mess with, he can say that You Yi and Yun Qingyue are only brothers in cultivation, but he is not sure about the Buddhist disciple Tan Xin.

Speaking of Yun Qingyue's luck, if it wasn't for Tan Xin's loss of vitality in dealing with the magic soldiers before, it is still unclear who will win today's battle. Fozong's people are really good-tempered, and they didn't say a word at this time, letting Xuanqingzong fool them around!

The more Zhenjun Ji Ling thought about it, the more angry he became. When he looked at the old monk of Fozong, his eyes couldn't help being a little angry.

It's a pity that no matter how stubborn Master Ji Ling is, the result of the martial arts discussion cannot be changed. The head of Qingxiao didn't want to entangle with him, so he said: "The result of this martial arts debate has been decided. If Zhenjun is not satisfied, you might as well report the matter to the suzerain. If the suzerain of Tiandao also disagrees with this matter, I will distinguish with him " After he paused, he said again: "Besides, we gathered here today for the new secret realm that Zhenjun mentioned before."

The matter of the new secret realm was mentioned when Zhenjun Ji Ling led the team to Xuanqingzong before the start of Martial Arts Discussion. Although Daozong ranked last at the bottom today, it seemed a bit out of date and even aggressive to be asked about the new secret realm they discovered, but they had to talk about the business.

Zhenjun Ji Ling really felt suffocated, he smacked his lips a few times, but he didn't say anything to refuse. With his temper, the matter has come to this point, and the new secret realm he discovered is naturally unwilling to share it. However, the development of a new secret realm must be accompanied by risks, and the sect is unwilling to bear it alone, so it was explained early in the morning that all disciples participating in the martial arts discussion can enter.

One thing has already been messed up, Zhenjun Ji Ling didn’t dare to regenerate, he was silent for a moment and finally said sullenly: "The new secret realm will be opened in a year, and the location is Mingcong Mountain. I don’t know the rest of the details, so prepare yourself .”

The head of Qingxiao nodded and said, "Thank you."

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Although Yun Qingyue's final victory was unexpected, it was indeed a happy event for Xuan Qingzong. No matter how much the elders of the sect thought about it, the disciples had to celebrate. Tianyang Peak was full of excitement, not to mention Mingxia Peak.

After winning the championship and receiving the award for martial arts, Yun Qingyue hugged the little white tiger and finally returned to Mingxia Peak with Zhong Heng.

Yujian landed on the mountainside platform, and the little white tiger jumped out of Yun Qingyue's arms first, and ran happily to the familiar small courtyard - after all, it was the Zongmen Grand Competition, followed by the three sects discussing martial arts. It took nearly two months to toss and toss. In the past two months, except for the competition, they have been cultivating, and they haven't been back once. Now that they finally come back, Little White Tiger even feels happy to go home.

Yun Qingyue looked at the joyous little white tiger, with a gentle smile on his brows. She was about to catch up with her, but saw the gates of several small courtyards next to her were opened, and several juniors and younger sisters appeared together, congratulating her with all smiles: "Congratulations, senior sister, for winning the first prize in martial arts!"

It is rare for Mingxia Peak True Biography to gather together, Zhong Heng smiled, and stepped forward a few steps to the middle of the juniors and juniors: "Congratulations, Senior Sister, for winning the championship in martial arts." He said palming, a brocade box appeared in his hand and handed it with both hands: " This is a gift."

Yun Qingyue was a little surprised, but immediately smiled and took it over: "Thank you."

Zhong Heng scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard the words, then changed the subject and said, "It's rare for us to get together, and it's even more rare for a senior sister to win the championship. How about we get together tonight and not get drunk?"

Before Yun Qingyue could reply, a senior sister glared at him: "When did the second senior brother like drinking so much? Senior sister and I don't like it."

Zhongheng was not annoyed, and said, "Let's have some food and chat, the next time we get together, I don't know when it will be."

Several seniors and younger brothers talked lively together, and the little white tiger who ran away first had already rushed into the small courtyard and then rushed out. She was holding a fresh peach that had just been picked from a peach tree in her mouth, and she was running happily to offer a gift to her senior sister, but when she heard Zhong Heng's words, she faltered in her footsteps—yes, the senior sister is going out after the martial arts discussion Experienced, they agreed. But how did Zhongheng know?

The little white tiger was a little unhappy, but also a little concerned, and walked over slowly.

Everyone is a monk, and their cultivation base is not low, so naturally they found her at the first time. The few people except Zhong Heng had serious expressions on their faces. Seeing the little white tiger holding a peach in its mouth, they thought it was interesting and didn't dare to look at it any more. They saluted her one after another.

The little white tiger walked over with his head raised, and when he came to Yun Qingyue, the senior sister had already bent down. So she handed the peaches she picked to her senior sister and said, "We've been away for two months, and there are many new peaches growing on the tree."

When Yun Qingyue heard this, there was warmth in his eyes, and he remembered the days when the little white tiger gave her peaches every day.

Zhongheng looked blank, and then interjected: "Hey, did senior sister grow a lot of peaches? Then I just picked some to eat." After speaking, he sighed: "That peach tree has been around for many years, and the peaches it bears are also sweet. I remember that when I was young, I just entered the mountain gate. When my senior sister taught me, I often secretly climbed the tree to pick it. Speaking of which, the senior sister will have her own spiritual peak when she advances to the Nascent Soul. Will you take this peach tree away when the time comes? "

The origin of the peach tree in Yunqingyue's courtyard is similar to the origin of the ice lotus pond in the main courtyard of Qingyu Peak, it is the result of her greedy mouth when she was young. But when she grew up later, the ice lotus seeds and peaches were not eaten very much, and the ice lotus and peach blossoms became the scenery.

"Yes." Yun Qingyue thought for a while, with a faint smile in Liuli's eyes.

Xiao Baihu realized later that the senior sister had to move. She looked back at the small courtyard she was familiar with, feeling a little bit reluctant, but then she thought that it would be a year since the senior sister left, and she might have to spend this year with Zhiming Shenjun. Compared with this small courtyard, she still hated her senior sister more, so she looked over pitifully...

Senior sister, are you really not going to take a little tiger on the road? The kind who can act like a baby, be cute, and fluff her hair!