Su Shang was a little stunned when he heard the thanks.
The girl in her memory was very different from the person in front of her. At this moment, it was like a basin of cold water pouring over her from head to toe, making Su Shang completely sober.
She has become powerful.
Today, Ling Luo is the direct disciple of True Lord Sanxi; she is the swordsmanship genius of Tianji of Dongdao; she is a strong man who can sweep the Jinluan Pool Banquet with a wooden sword; she no longer needs to worry about being wanted and hunted by the Xiaoyao Sect.
Only I am still standing still, not even knowing what is missing in my practice.
Su Shang wiped away her tears, lost her spirit, and fell into shyness.
"That's all I want to say..."
Ling Luo hummed, then looked up at Su Shang for a moment and said, "Do you remember the shortcomings of cultivation I mentioned before?"
Su Shang widened his eyes slightly, "Remember, remember."
Lingluo said: "You have good aptitude. If you change your training method, you will make great progress."
"Thank you..." Su Shang felt a little dizzy.
She was timid and shy, had few friends, and was often criticized by her fellow practitioners, which made her feel inferior. Even her master only gave her a few perfunctory words of guidance on her practice.
No one had ever taken her seriously and taught her how to practice.
Su Shang was so moved that his eyes turned red.
Lingluo had already turned and left.
In this life, she learned the truth about Senior Brother Chen's death from Su Shang in advance. She wanted to see what Yue Liangze would say when he came over.
Lingluo feels that Yue Liangze is always present in her recent memories. She clearly didn’t think he was that important when she was alive in her previous life, but now she finds that he is everywhere.
It's really strange.
She returned to the arena to watch the scene and saw Chu Yi was still sitting there.
Seeing Lingluo coming back, he sneered: "How dare you say that."
What about the senior brothers who can't beat a man with a wooden sword should commit suicide? His Yuting was instantly flooded with comments from his friends who heard the news, forcing him to turn off Yuting.
Ling Luo said calmly, "My senior brother is the first disciple of True Lord Sanxi, a genius in the world of cultivation. Of course I dare to do that."
Chu Yi: "Do you think compliments will work? You have no pocket money this year."
"If you don't want to give it to me, then I will." Ling Luo nodded and hummed, "Second Senior Brother will give it to me anyway."
Chu Yi sneered again: "I also gave your second senior brother the money."
Ling Luo: “…”
One of Lingluo's daily hobbies is spending money.
Whether it's food, toys or clothes, she wants to buy them as long as she likes them at that moment.
Therefore, I often end up penniless.
After I ran out of money, whenever I saw something I liked, I had to rely on Chang Fei and Yu Xiu for help.
Even though Yun Shouxi would help her settle it as long as she asked.
But Lingluo would rather go out and take jobs to earn money than let Yun Shouxi interfere with her hobbies.
"When I win the tournament and take the first place, and receive the gifts from the leaders of the twelve immortal sects, will I still be worried about not having money?" Ling Luo felt that she was a real genius.
Chu Yi no longer wanted to say anything about her confidence in winning the championship. He looked at Cong Xiu fighting on the stage and asked Ling Luo: "Why did you provoke him when you went downstairs just now?"
"Seeing that he had a good sword, I couldn't help myself." Lingluo replied lazily.
Chu Yi said, "That sword is called Silent Night. Although Long Sleeves is a little inferior to it, it is much better than the wooden sword. You deserve it for not bringing Long Sleeves."
Ling Luo said with disdain: "Who is afraid of who?"
Chu Yi didn't ask Su Shang what he said to her when he asked her to go out. Anyway, when she came back, she looked normal and didn't look like she was bullied at all.
The two of them watched Cong Xiu's competition in silence.
The sword genius of Xihai Taichu is about the same age as Lingluo. As the youngest son of the second head sect master, he has a noble status. He secluded himself for four years to comprehend the sword intent, and three years after entering the world, he has reached the brink of life and death.
If you can break through the realm of life and death, you will become a semi-immortal.
If you want to attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven, you must break through the realm of life and death.
The strength of cultivators varies, and the state of life and death is a watershed between cultivators.
Not only is it profound, it's also mysterious.
Some people have reached the edge, but may never be able to break through it in their entire life.
Chu Yi, who was beside Ling Luo, had just broken through the realm of life and death last year, and it took him several days to receive the congratulatory messages and gifts.
Chu Yi saw that Cong Xiu easily defeated his opponent without even taking out the scabbard of the Quiet Night Sword, and he thought thoughtfully: "If he has the skills to bully weaklings, he might as well study how to break through the realm of life and death."
Ling Luo said: "If he breaks through the realm of life and death, according to the rules he won't be able to attend the Golden Luan Pool Banquet."
Chu Yi: "Breaking the realm of life and death is more important than winning the Golden Luan Pool Banquet."
After hearing this, Lingluo smiled with her eyes narrowed.
For Congxiu and Xihai Taichu, the Immortal Jade is more important than breaking the realm of life and death.
"Brother, don't you think that Xihai Taichu is afraid that the Immortal Jade will really be taken away by people from other immortal sects, so he would rather let this Taichu genius spend time to win the championship instead of breaking the life and death realm."
Chu Yi glanced at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you know that I was the champion last time?"
Lingluo blinked.
Chu Yi snorted coldly: "If I can't pull out the Immortal Jade, then no one else can pull it out."
Lingluo: “Oh.”
Chu Yi added: "I can barely believe that you can take the first place with a wooden sword, but I am sure that you will never be able to pull out the Immortal Jade."
For thousands of years, from the founding of the religion to the present day, no one has been able to move the Immortal Jade even a little bit. Everyone has long lost their desire to win against this ancestor who cannot even lift the sword.
Can't be pulled out.
The annual sword-drawing ceremony at the Jinluan Pool Banquet is just a formality.
Lingluo's eyes twitched slightly when she heard this.
She was killed by Yue Liangze before she even touched the Immortal Jade!
When I think about it this way, I feel dissatisfied.
What if?
What if she came across the Immortal-Suppressing Jade first, could she really be able to do it?
Lingluo had a dangerous idea in her mind.
Congxiu on the field won five games in a row and walked off the stage easily.
Lingluo had no intention of leaving.
"Who are you waiting to see?" Chu Yi asked her again as if he was bored.
Lingluo: "Look at the person."
Chu Yi: “…”
He stood up expressionlessly and said, "I'm leaving."
Lingluo didn't move.
After a few rounds, a young man in dazzling golden clothes walked out from the competition corridor.
The eldest son of Nanshan Xuehe just turned eighteen this year.
Feng Tianyao is of noble status and has been spoiled since childhood. His words and deeds are obviously different from those of ordinary people.
Whether it is clothing, accessories or sword training.
When he entered the venue, the young man was in high spirits, and he looked down upon the whole audience with his usual arrogance.
He raised his sword and pointed it at the person on the stage and said arrogantly: "Your five-game winning streak will be broken by me, young master."
Provoked by Lingluo's previous arrogance, the young master asked his servant to find a wooden sword, vowing to suppress Dongdao Tianji's arrogance.
Feng Tianyao went to Xihai Taichu to attend the Jinluan Pool Banquet this time. He brought a total of four servants. At this moment, they were watching the sidelines, clapping and whistling, and shouting, "Come on, young master!"
"Master will win!"
"Master is first in the whole competition!"
"Master, charge!"
As the shouting went on, many people from Nanshan Xuehe also joined in the cheering, and the scene was very lively for a while.
Feng Tianyao enjoyed it very much. He liked to hear people praise him to the utmost.
Everyone around was laughing, but Ling Luo just looked at Feng Tianyao.
He didn't use his full strength during the fight and was relatively relaxed.
As the only biological son of Sect Leader Xue Hefeng of Nanshan, he has been pampered by the adults since he was young. They only give him the best, including his training, and his elixirs and weapons are all of the best quality.
The Feng family's magical sword skills are currently the strongest sword skills in the world of cultivation.
Feng Tianyao inherited the Feng family's powerful swordsmanship spirit. The divine sword arts are unique to the Feng family. In the whole world, only people with Feng family bloodline can practice them.
If one successfully masters the divine sword arts, he will be invincible in the art of swordsmanship.
Nanshan Xuehe is also the immortal sect with the largest number of sword practitioners because of this technique.
When Chang Fei and Song Yuanyuan came over, they found that Ling Luo was watching very seriously. Song Yuanyuan waved her hand in front of her eyes and asked in confusion, "Lingluo, why are you taking this one-sided bullying so seriously?"
"Look at this young master showing off his power." Ling Luo narrowed her eyes and replied lazily, "The young man is full of energy and very proud."
"Is the eldest young master of the Feng family that good-looking?" Chang Fei asked her curiously.
Ling Luo waved her hand. "Where's Xu Shen? I saw him chasing after the contestants earlier. He didn't respond to the message I sent."
Chang Fei was surprised and asked, "Male or female?"
"A man."
"Oh, that's all right."
Song Yuanyuan was eating from a box of nuts and said vaguely, "I sent him a message, but he didn't reply. Why would he chase after a man?"
Chang Fei reached out and grabbed a handful of nuts and stuffed them into his mouth. "But it's this Young Master Feng. His support rate is very high. Because he has mastered the magic sword, everyone agrees that he has the best chance of winning the championship."
"Who did you bet on in the Jinluan Pool Banquet and Casino in Xihai City? I bet on this young master." Song Yuanyuan said, "Once the magic sword is revealed, there will be no rivals in the world!"
Chang Fei touched his chin and said, "I also bet on Feng Tianyao. According to the strength analysis, he has the best chance of winning."
Ling Luo: “…”
She opened her eyes slightly and looked towards the two of them.
Song Yuanyuan met her gaze and shook her head repeatedly: "Of course we also think you can fight with it! Lingluo, I believe in you!"
Ling Luo said: "If you don't want to lose money, change it and bet on me to win!"
Chang Fei coughed lightly and pretended to be serious: "Don't worry, Lingluo, I definitely bet on you to win!"
Ling Luo's eyes were sharp: "Which place did you bet on?"
Chang Fei: “…”
Song Yuanyuan counted, three.
Ling Luo laughed angrily: "Third place?! Who's the second place?!"
"Calm down, calm down." Song Yuanyuan handed her the nut box. "Isn't Cong Xiu from Xihai Taichu already on the brink of life and death?"
"Everyone must want to see the collision between the edge of life and death and the divine sword intent!" Chang Fei also handed over the nuts in his hand and said, "Besides, there have been rumors that you forgot to bring a sword this time. You will definitely not be able to fight these two with only a wooden sword."
"Who spread it?" Ling Luo's brows were gloomy.
Xihai City:
Chu Yi was hanging out with a group of friends.
Everyone brings their fellow junior students out to see the world, and there are plenty of topics to talk about.
Someone asked: "Brother Chu, does your little sister really only have a wooden sword for the competition?"
"It's her fault for forgetting to bring her sword." Chu Yi said calmly, "This time we came out mainly to let her see the world. I'm not thinking about winning the championship. Just a casual fight is fine."
"What you said is true. The little junior sister looks so heroic with a wooden sword. Her moves on the stage are very smooth. I don't think you guys can win if you go up there." said one of the good friends.
"I can't beat them, but I'm not sure about Taichu and Xuehe."
"Not to mention the divine sword skills, Feng Tianyao's sword is also very famous."
"Cong Xiu's Jing Ye is also a martial art handed down from generation to generation. It is the sixth generation now. Zong Dao Sword Intention is the best sword art of Taichu. It should not be underestimated."
"Then how can I be in the top three of this tournament? Should I bring my junior sister along to play?"
"To be on the safe side, let's choose Taichu or Xuehe for the first two."
Seeing that all his friends had gone to bet on a place, Chu Yi walked slowly behind them.
The competition on the first day was fierce and brutal, making people look forward to more exciting duels tomorrow.
Lingluo took advantage of the twilight when everyone was busy filling their stomachs or gathering together to have fun and enjoy the cherry blossoms, and quietly avoided the various patrolling guards and went to the Jinluan Pond banquet platform.
This is the inner court of Taichu, and light blue weak water is everywhere.
The Jinluan Pool Banquet Platform was semicircular in shape and was built on a large body of weak water. The large body of weak water extended far away and looked like a huge lake at first glance.
The afterglow of the setting sun was shining, but because the Jinluan Pool Banquet blocked the light, the weak water under its shadow was a beautiful light blue, and a black sword was half buried in the weak water below the stage.
This is a huge black sword with a broad blade. It looks very heavy and difficult to hold with one hand.
Lingluo stepped forward, the hilt of the sword reaching high up on her thigh.
As she tried to reach out, she heard someone say, "What are you doing here?"
Ling Luo looked back and saw Yue Liangze standing on the banquet platform at the Jinluan Pool, looking down at her.
He was standing against the light, Lingluo squinted her eyes slightly, and only looked at the tall and slender figure on the platform.
Lingluo took two steps forward into the shadows, avoiding the light. After seeing Yue Liangze clearly above her, she said, "Why are you here too?"
Yue Liangze pointed in a direction and said, "I looked out the window while cooking and saw you here."
When he opened the window of the kitchen in the courtyard where he lived, he could see the huge Drowned Lake and the Golden Luan Pool banquet hall outside.
Ling Luo couldn't help but sigh that Taichu's arrangement for the Holy Sword Sect was really wise.
"What can we do here? Of course, we are here to see the Immortal Suppression Jade." Ling Luo looked relaxed, not feeling guilty about being discovered. She pointed at the Immortal Suppression Jade and said, "I want to try to draw my sword."
Yue Liangze looked in the direction where her fingertip was.
The huge black sword stood quietly in the Weak Water. After thousands of years of wind and frost, it still stood firm, silently waiting for the person who would liberate it from here.
Yue Liangze retracted his gaze and said, "Go and draw your sword. I'll help you watch."
Lingluo couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.
She turned and walked towards the Zhenxian Jade.
"Everyone in the world knows where the Immortal Jade is in Taichu, the West Sea. Any Taichu disciple who passes by occasionally can come over and grab it. There is nothing to be afraid of."
Lingluo said this and reached out to grasp the hilt of the Zhenxianyu sword.
Nothing happened.
The Immortal-Suppressing Jade looked like it was dead.
Ling Luo drew the sword purely by strength without any cultivation, but the Immortal Jade did not move at all. She did not believe in evil and used her spiritual power to draw the sword again, but the Immortal Jade still ignored her and did not react at all.
Lingluo gave up.
There is no fate.
Why did this broken sword take a fancy to Yue Liangze?
She raised her foot and lightly kicked the Immortal Jade.
Still ignoring her.
Ling Luo turned around and shouted, "Come down!"
Yue Liangze lowered his eyes and heard Lingluo say, "Come and draw your sword."
"Standing there and keeping watch doesn't count as being an accomplice. You have to at least do the same thing to count as one." Ling Luo tempted.
She wanted to see if the Immortal Jade would still choose him in her next life.
Yue Liangze stepped down from the stage and walked towards the Zhenxian Jade.
He had no idea about the Immortal-Suppressing Jade, and without even thinking about whether he could pull it out, he walked forward and casually reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword.
But at the moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, Zhenxianyu woke up.
Before Yue Liangze could even draw his sword, the Immortal Jade had already made a low sound, and the sword swept across the entire Taichu Inner Court. The Weak Water was boiling and tumbling, roaring and raising a high wall of water.
Ling Luo pulled Yue Liangze and ran away, but Master Taichu and others had already arrived at Ruoshui, so the two had to hide in the banquet hall of Jinluan Pool.
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