When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

This night passed very peacefully, Yun Qingyue taught the little white tiger another hundred and ten characters, and then urged her to rest early. Seeing this, the little white tiger didn't force it, but this time she didn't sleep on the bed obediently, but lay down on the floor in front of the senior sister's futon, her tail secretly wrapped around the senior sister's ankle, and then she closed her eyes and slept in peace go.

She was afraid that she would sneak out again in the middle of the night to meet someone.

Although Yun Qingyue couldn't guess what was on Naihu's mind, he could still see the other party's little thoughts about him. I couldn't laugh or cry for a while, and finally I had to pick up the milk tiger and move the position, and tonight I meditated on the bed.

The night passed quickly, and the next day was still a fine day with clear skies.

The little white tiger woke up early, maybe because she fell asleep next to her senior sister last night, surrounded by the cold fragrance of her body, she slept soundly and soundly this night. When the first ray of morning light fell, she opened her eyes in a daze, stood up and stretched, and immediately became energetic. Looking at Yun Qingyue again, although he practiced instead of sleeping, his face was radiant and not sluggish.

Just at this time, the morning light came into the room and fell on Yun Qingyue's jade-like cheeks, making her face even more beautiful... The little white tiger looked at it, and was a little dazed for a while, dumbfounded She looks a little silly.

When Yun Qingyue saw this, a smile flashed in Liuli's eyes, and he touched the milk tiger's ear: "Why, didn't you sleep well last night?"

The little white tiger's ears trembled subconsciously, and the heat on the tip of the ear was a little hot for some reason. Immediately she shook her head with a serious look, to show that she did not sleep well last night, but slept very peacefully.

This is the episode of getting up in the morning, one person and one tiger wash up a bit, and when they go out, Zhong Heng, who happened to be next to them, stepped on the dot and appeared to walk with them. There is no agreement between the two parties, but the senior sister and the second senior brother seem to have such a tacit understanding . In addition, Zhong Heng is straightforward and not annoying, so that Xiao Baihu, who originally didn't like him, has gradually let down his guard against him these days.

The two rushed to Xiaoling Peak with their swords again, but they saw a sea of ​​people on Xiaoling Peak, which was even more lively than the previous few days. However, the two of them ignored this, and immediately rushed to Yubi to see the arrangements for the ring.

Yun Qingyue had four competitions yesterday, and today there is only one competition left. The first competition was not so coincidental.

On the other hand, Zhong Heng only had two matches yesterday, and there are three more matches to be played today, so he was ranked in the first match. Looking at the opponent again, it is Bei Chen from Luoxing Peak. Although he is also a well-known and powerful disciple, his cultivation level is much lower than that of senior brother Bei Luo... There is no need to worry too much about strength.

Zhongheng was also relieved when he saw this result, and then pulled Yun Qingyue and said: "Senior sister, if you don't have a competition for a while, how about going to my arena to have a look? I have gained something from my practice last night, so I just asked you to take a look. Well, tell me one or two more."

Mingxia Peak's true disciples are pitiful compared to Biefeng's true disciples. Although they have also worshiped the peak master as their teacher and enjoyed the resources that only true disciples can enjoy, it is extremely difficult for their master to teach themselves. Yun Qingyue is better as a senior disciple. The elders of the sect have high hopes for her as the future peak master, and they often give her advice and guidance. Coupled with the occasional teaching from Peak Master Qingyu, it also made her thrive. Not only was she not inferior to the other disciples of the other peaks, she was even firmly ahead of others at the same age.

But the teaching that the second senior brother received was very different from that of the senior sister, and the energy that Peak Master Qingyu put on him was not even one-tenth of Yun Qingyue's. From the beginning, the one who gave him the most advice was this senior sister who was younger than him. Although he has never given up surpassing the other party until now, asking for advice from the other party is already a subconscious behavior that is integrated into the bone marrow.

Yun Qingyue also knew Zhong Heng's thoughts, but she had no intention of suppressing her junior brother's ambition. Hearing Zhong Heng's request, she nodded with her usual expression, and immediately walked to the ring with him.

There are still five rings standing in the square today, and the elders who presided over the rings have already stood on the rings, but the time for the rings has not yet arrived, so there are not many disciples watching the battle from the audience.

The disciples on the square were scattered, or gathered together in groups of three or five to talk, or walked to the goal together.

Zhong Heng and Yun Qingyue hadn't even reached the ring when they noticed the difference from yesterday—on the high platform in front of the square, on a row of seats that had been vacant for many days, someone showed up again today. Taking a closer look, in Xuanqingzong, apart from Zhiming Shenjun, the head of Qingxiao and the master of Sifeng are all there, including the master of Qingyu who is dedicated to cultivation.

A passing disciple happened to say: "The top ten can be determined after today's competition. The peak masters will naturally come to see the results. Although the five peaks share ten spots, it's not like one peak and two people enter the top ten every time." Divided evenly."

This is the truth, the five peaks of Xuanqingzong have their own biases, and their strengths are also different. Although generally speaking, the Zongmen's allocation of resources to the five peaks is fairly even, but there are some differences in the subtleties. Not to mention that monks compete with the heavens for their lives, no one is willing to admit defeat easily, and the sect grand competitions naturally have to compete for superiority, and even Qingyu can't ignore these.

It was not the first time for Zhongheng and Yun Qingyue to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition, and they knew the procedures. But seeing Master sitting on the high platform watching the battle, and he was going to compete on stage in the next match, Zhong Heng still couldn't help but feel the pressure increase sharply.

He muttered in a low voice: "Why is my luck so bad? Why did I only get two draws yesterday?!"

Yun Qingyue pretended not to hear it, turned to him and said, "Let's go, first go to see Master."

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When the rays of the sun filled the entire Xiaolingfeng Square, a crisp bell sounded "Dang", resounding through the sky and echoing everywhere.

This is the signal for the start of the competition in the early morning. The square that was still noisy was a little quiet, but it was only for a while—this is not the first day of the competition. Announcing the start. As soon as the bell rang, the disciples who were competing went up to the arena one after another, and those who watched the battle also rushed down the arena.

Zhongheng was quite honest in front of Peak Master Qingyu, and after meeting him before, he has been standing by Master's side waiting for orders. At this time, he took a step forward and saluted with a serious face: "Master, the next disciple has a competition, so let's go."

Peak Master Qingyu glanced at the two disciples, nodded slightly, but he cherished the words like gold: "Go."

Zhong Heng didn't care about her cold attitude at all, turned around with a serious face, and then jumped onto the ring directly with his sword. On the contrary, Yun Qingyue, who had promised to go to the arena to watch the battle before, hesitated for a while and still didn't follow. After all, watching the battle on the high platform can clearly see it. And the master is here, there is really no reason for her to rush to give advice to the younger brother.

The little white tiger waited and waited, but he didn't wait until the senior sister was about to step down, so he simply jumped onto his own chair, and then hooked his tail, indicating that the senior sister could come with her and sit in her chair.

But this is obviously impossible, Yun Qingyue obviously has no intention of sitting with the master, and slightly shakes his head to signal the little white tiger to be more honest.

The little white tiger felt disappointed, and felt bored again when he returned to the day when the big competition started. But today, without Zhiming Shenjun watching from the side, the little white tiger is obviously a lot more courageous, and she doesn't pay attention to Zhongheng's competition in the ring below. Play around with her.

The people on the high platform were all highly cultivated, so the little white tiger's little move naturally couldn't hide from everyone's eyes. Yun Qingyue knew this very well, and a little helplessness flashed in Liuli's eyes, but fortunately, today they are all from their own parents, so they are not as embarrassing as before.

Just as the little white tiger was distracted and harassing the senior sister with its tail, the ring below also had results one after another.

Zhongheng fought for the longest and most intensely in this match. Although he won in the end, he came back with a whole body of injuries—Little White Tiger had been focusing on his tail before, and he didn't even take a second look at the ring, so he was caught off guard. When he turned around and saw a blood-soaked person, he was taken aback immediately, the hair on his tail exploded like a small feather duster.

Yun Qingyue was frowning and looking at the injured junior, feeling a little worried, and already holding the wound medicine taken out of the storage ring in his hand. As a result, seeing this scene with lowered eyes, he almost couldn't help laughing.

But with her junior brother injured like this, she really couldn't smile, so she quickly calmed down. But before she handed over the wound medicine in her hand, Peak Master Qingyu, who had always been indifferent to his disciples, threw a jade bottle over first, saw Zhongheng catch it and said: "Hurry up and heal your wounds, you still have a competition later, Don't be affected by it."

The tone was still cold, but Zhong Heng was still extremely moved while holding the jade bottle, and hurriedly took out the elixir and took it. The elixir melted in his mouth, and the strong medicinal power still repaired his injuries. He hurriedly thanked the master, and then sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to heal his injuries.

Seeing that the younger brother didn't need her care here, Yun Qingyue put away the wound medicine in his hand, and then saw that the fur on the tail of the little milk tiger had returned to softness, and knew that her previous scare had passed... For some reason, She was a little disappointed, and when the little white tiger swept its tail over again, she stretched out her index finger and touched the tip of the furry tail lightly.

When the little white tiger received the response, he naturally became more excited, not to mention the competition in the ring below.

Time passed slowly, and the competition on the ring did not know how many rounds had passed, and finally it was Yun Qingyue's last competition. And coincidentally, it was Zhong Heng's turn for the second round, so he had to interrupt his healing and continue to fight.

Yun Qingyue withdrew his hand, stopped teasing the little white tiger, and turned to look at Zhong Heng who had just stopped and stood up: "How about it, can you still fight?"

Zhong Heng wiped away the blood stains with a flick of his hands, his eyes sparkled brightly, and he was no longer in the previous embarrassment: "It's not a big problem, it's recovered by 70% or 80%, as long as it doesn't meet a few senior brothers, it's not a big problem. "

At that time, the lottery arrangement had already been announced, so Zhong Heng was naturally not a big disciple. In other words, he was quite confident about the next battle. On the contrary, it was Yun Qingyue who accidentally met Bai Xu, Qiong Huafeng's big brother. The opponent is alchemist who is especially good at fire, and an alchemist has much higher requirements for fire than swordsman, so Bai Xu subdued a strange fire early on, which is only stronger than the kind of fire that Zhong Heng got by chance.

Little White Tiger didn't know Bai Xu, but Elder Brother Yifeng obviously wasn't a simple character, and when she heard about this arrangement, she immediately became a little bit worried. Immediately standing up and shaking his hair, he was going to watch the battle under the ring like he did two days ago.

Yun Qingyue didn't take her with him, and looked at her tiger eyes and said, "I'll come back when I go, how about you stay here?"

Although it was a question, she obviously made up her mind, and the little white tiger looked at her with an aggrieved look, like a pitiful little boy who had been abandoned.

Yun Qingyue stopped looking at her, and after saluting to Master, she and Zhong Heng got off the high platform together. Then he got up and landed on two rings that were far apart.

The little white tiger was extremely disappointed, looked around, and planned to sneak off the stage. As a result, just as a front paw protruded out of the chair, before she could jump down, a plain white palm pinched the skin of the back of Destiny's neck... Her body stiffened instinctively for a moment, and then she looked back, but she was not very happy. Pay attention to her hand of Peak Master Qingyu.

Qing Yu's demeanor was still icy, and she took the time to take a look: "Be honest, don't make trouble."