Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother - Chapter 22

The sky was so bright that one hundred and forty disciples gathered in the Qing Dynasty Hall and waited for instructions.

There are only eight volumes in the Qingxu Jianzong. In addition, there are seven peaks each holding an ancient scroll, which is passed down from generation to generation. The rest of the peaks and veins have no ancient scrolls. For many years, they have been indignant and need not elaborate.

Among these peaks and veins without ancient scrolls, there are self-disciplined trails that are unique and end to climate, such as Wangyue Peak and Beiyan Peak. Of course, there are also stagnation and gradual decline, such as Hong Xiufeng and Hui Shifeng.

In the eight books, the ranking is not high, but the general exercises cannot be compared. Its most useful effect is to wash the roots of the “wood” attribute, making the practice faster and not easy to have bottlenecks.

Gao Yan is a four-linger root. This world should not be upgraded to ten layers of practice. After the practice, there is a post-cultivation of the foundation, which is 231 years old.

All the meditations of the spiritual roots are very rare because they can change the essence of the human roots and go against the sky. It is a pity that the effect of smelting the roots is limited, so it is impossible to make a knot from high to death.

It is worth mentioning that after the washing of Mu Linggen, Gao Yan became interested in cultivating Lingcao and became the first master of the Qingxu Jianzong. He has spent his life in the grass, and he is indifferent, but he has more temperament than other peaks.

Xi Fangdao: “At the end of the eight wind cliffs, the public decided to decide, together with the selected 72 people, each peak sent 10 people, went to the Bafeng Cliff secret trial. If someone finds ‘ Yuanmu Lingshi’ is the inheritor. If you can’t find it, after returning, the seventy-two people will win the game.”

The people did not dare to speak and looked at them silently.

The mystery is the residence left behind by the ancient monks after they died or flew. There are various magic weapons, spiritual grasses, monsters, and elixir, but there are arrays of methods to keep them, and ordinary people can’t enter. After hundreds of thousands of years, the formation method gradually failed, and the secrets occasionally opened. The major sects and scattered squads swarmed in and competed for magic weapons, which was extremely fierce.

The mysterious cliff of Bafeng Cliff is located in the 500 miles of the Xiangyang Mountain Range. It has been opened once in about ten years. The magic weapon has already been looted, but the spirit is rich in spirits, and the grasses and monsters are born, and every hundred years will produce a kind called ‘ The spiritual stone of Yuanmu is extremely beneficial to the practice of wooden monks.

Wen Jing stood up with his ears and could not hear a word.

This is the most important trip before Jun Yan’s fame.

After this trial, Jun Yanzhi’s practice, love, and prestige have all developed by leaps and bounds.

It is also the last chance for Ji Keqing and Jun Yan.

In short, he must hide far away this time, not to delay his brother’s business.

“The seven peaks of Wangyue and Beiyan have no ancient scrolls. Today, they set off to enter the secrets. The remaining seven peaks will start after ten days.”

In other words, without the peaks of the ancient scrolls, the lords gave them ten days to find “far wood.” If they are still found by other peaks, it is that they are not good enough to blame others.

Wen Jing has always felt that the release is a very fair person, quite a good impression. He once called up the value of this person, floating around 500, the system’s description is “not to live up to expectations, for the door to do everything.”

Wen Jing does not know how the system works, sometimes it is accurate, sometimes it is not allowed. Is there an exact standard?

“If there is no objection, it will be scattered. The peaks such as the moon and the northern geese will start immediately.”

“Yes!”

When the seats were put away, Liu Qianmo gathered everyone together: “I was thinking last night, will we let us go to the Eight Winds Cliffs to try our best, I can’t think of it.”

The third division brother Peng Shao said: “I heard that Yuanmu Lingshi was discovered in the Changchun Valley.”

Guixinbi said: “Where is Changchun Valley?”

He Ling looked at him coldly and coldly: “Take the door and turn left.”

My heart is surprised: “Really?”

“Really, there is still a sign.”

“You!”

Liu Qianmo was angry and said: “You give me honesty! The terrain of Bafeng Cliff is complicated. I only have one to go to Changchun Valley. You are all well followed – are you ready?”

Everyone nodded.

“Go!”

Ten people left the Qingxu Temple and flew in the air.

Li Book, ranked sixth, was a little uneasy. He asked carefully: “Is this going? Is it not too dangerous for me and my teacher to practice six layers?”

Peng Shao is a good old man, explaining: “The eight wind cliffs have been opened more than twenty times, and the magical spirits have all been looted. Except for ‘Yuanmu’, there is not much value for scrambling. There are now trials of major sects. There is no danger in practicing your disciples.”

Wen Jing does not say anything, but you only say half right. There is a male lead, where can things go so smoothly?

Mo Shaoyan said slowly: “I brought all the magic weapons last night.”

“Ok……”

This is going to Bafeng Cliff, about two days away. The group walked for a day, and the low-level exhaustion was exhausted. At night, they settled in a small town inn.

In order to save the Lingshi, Liu Qianmo only had four rooms, and two or three people slept.

He Ling has cleanliness, no noisy, no snoring. His military power is too high, and only Liu Qianmo or Jun Yan can handle it, so Liu Qianmo lives with him.

Wen Jing and Li Shu, Ku Jinping, Mo Shaoyan usually have a good time, and I plan to chat in a room at night. When he was eager to talk about it, he was discovered by Liu Qianmo, and Wen Jing and Mo Shaoyan were thrown out.

Peng Shao discussed the same room with Jun Yan. Before he decided, he was taken apart by Liu Qianmo, and Mo Shaoyan was thrown to Peng Shao. Wen Jing was thrown to Jun Yanzhi.

So this night, Wen Jing and Jun Yan are in the same room.

Wen Jing put the storage bag on the table, and some said with a rush: “Jun, Jun brother.”

Jun Yanzhi looked at him: “It’s not early, wash and sleep.”

“Good.” Wen Jing pulled out a clean dress from the storage bag and flew out like a fly.

The small inn has a bathroom, but it is just a small room with a large tank full of water. This is the early spring, the water is cold, and there are almost no people who are willing to bathe. Wenjing used to take a cold shower, smashed the water from the big tank, poured it from the head, and rubbed the body from head to toe.

Back to the room, Jun Yanzhi is wet, it seems to have just finished bathing.

“…this inn sent a bath of water to the room, I was about to tell you, I can’t think of you running so fast.”

“Oh… forget it, I am used to washing with a large scoop.”

Jun Yanzhi sat on the bed, his clothes were half loose, and he shed a few demon beautiful: “The night is deep, sleep.”

Wen Jing’s body is red, not afraid to go forward, but his eyes are involuntarily falling on the neckline of Jun Yan.

The light is too dark to see clearly…

So the good shape… is the brother’s collarbone? If it is looming, it will make people jump faster…

“You still don’t sleep?”

“Well…” Wen Jing’s face was flushed, and he couldn’t help but look at his neck.

“Come up and sleep.”

“Ok……”

“Do you want to sleep outside or sleep inside?” The voice was soft, with a hint of dumbness.

“I……”

Wen Jing returned to the gods, cramped the ground to extinguish the candle, and groped for a pillow and quilt from the bed. As he spread out on the ground, he said, “The brothers sleep in the bed, I just sleep on the ground.”

Jun Yan is close to his lips.

“Brothers are going to sleep.” Wen Jing closed his eyes and his face was red. The brother of the brother is so beautiful, the chain bone is so beautiful, and he is soaring in his heart…

But he is a man, he can’t let go, he can’t.

After thinking about it, Wen Jing calmly adjusted his interest and stopped looking at him. After a hard day’s journey, my body was tired and I slept in a faint time.

…………………………

The next evening, the group finally came to Aoki Town not far from Bafeng Cliff.

The secret was opened, the inn was overcrowded, and Liu Qianmo reluctantly booked two rooms, and ten people made a sleep for a night.

Most of the disciples of the Qingxu Jianzong arrived around in the evening. According to the store, the disciples of Shuiyue Palace did not come to dozens of people a few days ago. If they enter the Eight Winds Cliff tomorrow, they might hit them.

Shuiyue Palace is the largest martial art of Fengzhu State. It carries out double repairs. The men and women in the martial art are half-hearted. The women’s enchanting and charming, beautiful and confusing, have been heard for a long time.

The most enchanting and moving woman can best reflect the male lord’s care.

Wen Jing actually has little feeling for this sect, but since it exists, there are always reasons and values ​​for its existence.

On the early morning of the next day, the pedestrian left the inn and the royal wind came to an ancient transmission array.

Hundreds of years old trees towering, the snow melts, and the ancient array is surrounded by a layer of new green, making a deafening sound.

The female disciple of Wang Yuefeng took a step forward and had already reached the front of the ancient array.

Wen Jing looked at Ji Keqing, who was dressed in purple. The face is frosty and beautiful, and it is indeed the first woman in the Qing dynasty.

They shook hands and stood in the ancient array, only listening to a loud noise, and a strong white light in the air. After touching the time of the semi-column, the light source was exhausted and the figure disappeared without a trace.

For the first time, Hui Shifeng’s people saw the transmission array, and all of them were curious.

Kuching said: “What do you feel when you send it?”

Peng Shao said: “The five senses are lost, nothing can be seen, can’t be heard, can’t touch, just feel that there is a voice in the consciousness, like tearing people.”

Liu Qianmo stepped on the ancient road: “Come on.”

Wen Jing stepped forward and held his hand with the people around him. He took a deep breath and secretly adjusted his mind.

Next, it was the first battle in his life.

The brothers did not know that the other end of the ancient array was undergoing an extremely fierce battle between life and death.

“Five senses gradually returned. Jun Yanzhi only listened to weapons and screams. Suddenly, he lost weight and suddenly fell to the ground. He quickly opened his eyes, but saw a blade flew to Ji Keqing who was seriously injured. In the hands of an aura, the knife is smashed. Ji Keqing’s chest is full of blood, Jun Yan’s slight eyebrows, and the body flies forward, pulling Ji Keqing up and rushing out of the chaos.”

– From Chapter 42.

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