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Upon hearing this question, Ji Qinghong was visibly stunned.

Perhaps in his original plan, he had never considered accepting more than two disciples. As for the ranking of disciples, it was not in his plan.

But after a moment, Ji Qinghong regained his previous composure.

He seemed to have found new interest in this matter. His expression suddenly changed from being taken aback to being interested, without even going through a transition period in between.

Ji Qinghong asked: "How is this ranking generally calculated?"

The disciple in charge of making the book was speechless for a moment, and even felt a little shocked in his heart.

No wonder Su Xi Tang’s reputation within the sect has become like this.

He had heard of Ji Qinghong's reputation and thought the rumors were a bit exaggerated. Now that he had seen him in person, he realized that he was actually even more outrageous than the rumors.

You are their master, and you don’t even know how the ranking is determined?

But no matter how he complained in his heart, the disciple still answered honestly: "Generally, it is in accordance with the order of paying respect to the master and offering tea."

Having said this, the disciple who was compiling the book suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly remembered that this pair of new junior brothers and sisters did not take turns to offer tea, they offered tea together!

Thinking of this, the disciple who compiled the book couldn't help but reveal a trace of regret.

I just regret that when serving tea just now, there was no red line drawn above the two people's heads, so whoever crossed the line first would be ranked first.

Ji Qinghong happily said: "Then we'll all be ranked third."

The disciple who created the book: "...I didn't mean to make things difficult for Guifeng. It's just that there is no precedent for this."

With this arrangement, he didn't even know how to start writing.

Just say it's parallel, does Ji Qinghong think this is giving birth to a dragon and a phoenix?

Ji Qinghong yawned lazily and smiled slowly: "In that case, I don't know either. Why not let them pack up their scissors and hammers and figure it out on their own?"

The disciple who created the book: “…”

He still wanted to try his best to maintain the authority of the teacher and reduce the mistakes in the work as much as possible, so he tactfully reminded:

"My fellow disciples are still young, and this matter concerns the records of our sect, so try not to take it lightly. Besides, what if we can't come to an agreement?"

Unexpectedly, when Ji Qinghong heard the possibility he proposed, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"If the two of them can't decide, then it's easier to deal with it. In the first half, Luoyue is in front, and they call each other senior sister and junior brother. In the second half, Xiaowu is in front, and they call each other senior brother and junior sister.

The disciple who created the book: “…”

This is weird! He has been in charge of compiling the register for three or four years and has never heard of such a thing!

On the contrary, Yan Luoyue looked at Wu Manshuang silently, her expression showing obvious excitement.

...Hey, Master's suggestion seems to be very good!

Ji Qinghong was not done yet. Seeing that the disciple in charge of compiling the book was in an embarrassment, he proposed a new plan.

"If that doesn't work, then separate them into two generations."

"What do you mean . . . ?"

Ji Qinghong said: "For example, let Luoyue worship Xiaowu and become my disciple from now on..."

“…”

After hearing this bold idea, not only the registered disciple in charge of making the list, but even Jiang Tingbai who was standing next to him could not help but close his eyes.

Yan Luoyue: “?”

Is this like the turtle standing aside while the pot falls from the sky?

Seeing that he was about to be demoted for no apparent reason, Yan Luoyue immediately stepped forward and bravely defended his own rights.

"It was Senior Brother Jiang who introduced me to Master first."

Ji Qinghong said calmly: "Not bad, and then you introduced Xiao Wu to me."

Hearing this, the disciple who compiled the book felt relieved immediately.

"Then I will register in this order?"

Wu Manshuang thought about it and gently tugged at Yan Luoyue's sleeve. Seeing Yan Luoyue looking over, he tilted his head slightly.

It was a very simple action, but it was a tacit code that they had formed over a long period of time.

For example, Wu Man Shuang’s expression was like asking Yan Luoyue: Do you want to be my senior sister?

Yan Luoyue responded with a firm look: Yes!

Wu Manshuang immediately said, "She is the junior sister."

At this point, the ranking of the two was finally finalized.

As if afraid that everyone present would go back on their word, the disciple who was compiling the list wrote quickly and wrote down the names of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang under Ji Qinghong's name one after another.

As soon as the name was decided, a golden light flashed on the thick book.

This book records the list of all disciples of Gui Yuanzong from the time he founded the sect to the present day.

Even after hundreds or thousands of generations, as long as the Guiyuan Sect survives, the names of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang will continue to be recorded for future generations to read and admire.

Ji Qinghong on the side pondered silently for a while.

Then, he finally figured out what was so familiar about this offline development model of "apprentices introducing apprentices, and new apprentices introducing new new apprentices".

Ji Qinghong asked with emotion: "Are you guys engaging in pyramid selling to me?"

“…”

The disciple who had just stepped out of the gate of Suyi Hall suddenly tripped on the doorstep and almost rolled out along the path in front of the courtyard.

The next second, he hurriedly crossed the vestibule of Suyi Hall, holding the book in his arms, and ran down the mountain road at the speed of feathers.

Judging from the situation, this disciple may never want to set foot in this place full of fantastic ideas again in his life.

Seeing that his reputation was declining, and that he was now labeled as a pyramid schemer in addition to being accused of fraud, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Master, what you said is wrong... Gathering friends and becoming disciples to learn skills... Becoming disciples! How can this be called pyramid selling?"

Compared to Yan Luoyue's protest, Wu Manshuang's thinking is more pragmatic.

He thought about it and felt that he could not live up to this false reputation.

Moreover, since the reputation may be damaged as a result, it is better to gain benefits.

So Wu Manshuang said in a subtle and respectful manner: "Master is right. Master has a keen eye for the truth."

Ji Qinghong: “?”

Ji Qinghong sat up slightly, leaning against the armchair.

Wu Manshuang raised her eyes seriously, looked at Ji Qinghong through the white veil and said: "Master, please listen to me. I actually have another friend, Ling Shuanghun, who is a very nice person..."

Ji Qinghong: “…”

Jiang Tingbai and Yan Luoyue looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Ji Qinghong glanced at the three people present with a half-smile, and then made a finger-snapping gesture.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from the ground, blowing away the three disciples with ill intentions.

"Look how free you are."

While being blown away, Yan Luoyue made a face at Wu Manshuang.

She smiled and muttered, "Junior brother, junior brother, junior brother."

Seeing how excited and happy she was because of this title, Wu Manshuang smiled and replied meekly, "Yes, Junior Sister."

…

This leisurely pace of life did not last long.

Soon, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang were called to Ji Qinghong's side and arrangements were made for the next few months.

"Transmit the Dharma and exchange ideas?"

Hearing this somewhat unfamiliar term, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but repeat it.

At the same time, Yan Luoyue noticed that next to Ji Qinghong's hand was a paper crane for communication, and the seal on the crane's wings looked very familiar.

"Well." Ji Qinghong held up his chin and said slowly, "Since I accept you two as my disciples, the teaching and exchange of the Way of Weapons and the Way of Formations can also begin."

The so-called "transmission of Dharma" is still a rule left over from the war against demons.

Do you remember that during the initial battle against demons, humans and demons were repeatedly defeated and retreated again and again?

The two tribes were forced back to a precarious situation by the monsters pressed by the large army.

When they were at the end of their rope, they exchanged a large number of young and outstanding people with each other, hoping that these people could pass on the knowledge, skills and history mastered by the two tribes.

These disciples are called Dharma-transmitting disciples.

Each disciple usually possesses unique skills, specializing in one of the following categories: elixir, weapon, sword, formation, talisman, or several types of skills from classic books.

In the "wandering in a foreign land" plan, they were expected to be important security targets.

At the same time, in order to avoid the tragedy of "a disciple unfortunately dies and a certain skill is lost", people will consciously let these disciples contact each other.

This kind of contact is called "Dharma transmission and exchange."

Disciples who spread the Dharma come into contact with each other and learn from each other.

Until every disciple has more or less mastered the basic skills of the remaining schools.

This is the last fuse prepared for the most difficult and desperate situation that is expected.

By now, three thousand years later, this rule has been simplified a lot.

From the original numerous "disciples who spread the Dharma", it evolved into five schools of Taoism, each of which launched a representative peak.

The communication method has also evolved from the initial mandatory "If you can't learn it, you can't leave" to "As long as the disciples who are going to transmit the Dharma stay in other Dharma-transmitting peaks for two or three months, that's enough."

For example, Ji Qinghong, he is the inheritor of the "Qi" and "Zhen" sects of Guiyuan Sect. The mountain where he lives is the peak where the Qi and Zhen sects are passed down.

So as his disciples, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang need to take turns to go to Jianfeng, Danfeng and Fufeng one by one.

Hearing this, Yan Luoyue raised a hand and asked a question.

"Did Senior Brother Jiang and Master Mi also take turns to write the pen?"

The answer is no.

It was a pity that Ji Qinghong possessed two unique skills by himself, but neither the eldest disciple nor the second disciple inherited Ji Qinghong's legacy.

Therefore, it was not until the Guiyuan Sect accepted the "double yolk eggs" of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang that it was able to fill in the long-unused knowledge of weapons and formations in the exchange of Dharma.

"Your first communication partner should be Jianfeng."

Ji Qinghong said very cordially and earnestly:

"After you go back, pack up your things. If you need anything, you can ask Jiang Tingbai to deliver it to you."

Seeing Ji Qinghong showing such an understanding attitude, Yan Luoyue suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"By the way, Master, in the sect, which peak did our Luo Luo Peak have a conflict with?"

Ji Qinghong pondered for a moment.

He corrected Yan Luoyue's words and gave her a reasonable suggestion: "Why don't you ask your master, which peak has never had a conflict with our peak?"

Yan Luoyue: “…” She just knew it!

Before Yan Luoyue could show any grief, Ji Qinghong comforted her:

"However, for the sake of our teachers, we will not treat you badly."

"…How do you mean?"

Ji Qinghong supported himself with one hand and smiled self-awarely, "Because of meeting me as your master, you have already used up all the bad luck in your life."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

…

Before the disciples of Jianfeng arrived, Yan Luoyue suddenly realized that she needed to change her armor.

Just like snakes will shed their skin, turtles will also develop shed skin when they reach a certain age.

Yan Luoyue was not like Wu Manshuang, who had lived in seclusion since childhood. She grew up in the Turtle Clan and had a lot of experience with this phenomenon. She and Yan Gan had even played with the deck that Sister Yu had taken off.

In nature, ordinary small turtles often shed their armor once every six months.

Every time the claws rot, a layer of white will appear on the edge of the carapace, and as time goes by, a layer of cuticle will slowly shed.

The nails that fall off in this way are often very thin, piece by piece, and only as thick as a girl's little finger nail.

But when the same armor appears on the turtle demon, the situation is different.

The intervals between the shed shells of turtle monsters will be longer, and accordingly, the shells they shed will be thicker, harder, and more complete.

As early as when Sister Yu was wearing armor, Yan Luoyue had already set her sights on her own armor:

She has a health bar plug-in, and I wonder if the tortoise armor she takes off will become tougher, have higher defense, or even be able to automatically restore health (this is probably impossible)?

After a long wait, today finally came. Yan Luoyue was very excited.

Because Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang are both new disciples and are not familiar with the sect's environment.

At the same time, in order to show friendship and make a good start for this exchange, Jianfeng specially sent a disciple to pick them up.

The visitor was a young man with extraordinary spirit, handsome features, proud temperament, and a look that was as sharp as a sword being unsheathed.

When the visitor from Jianfeng saw Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang, he bowed first.

"Hello, Junior Sister, Hello, Junior Brother, I am Yuan Feiyu."

Yuan Feiyu has a clear voice, full of energy, and a slight rise in the last chord.

Somehow, this voice made Yan Luoyue feel a little familiar.

...Oh, that's right.

Is this voice the same as the voice of the boy she heard in the pen washer a few days ago who made a wish “I hope I can surpass Jiang Tingbai”?

Both are sword masters, with the same voice... Yeah, that's probably it.

After figuring out the secret, Yan Luoyue's eyes lit up involuntarily, and she looked at Yuan Feiyu more obscurely.

——Oh, so the young man who wanted to surpass Senior Brother Jiang was you.

Yan Luoyue turned around consciously and glanced at Jiang Tingbai who came to see him off.

Jiang Tingbai greeted him gently, "Junior Brother Yuan."

As soon as Yuan Feiyu saw Jiang Tingbai, his back straightened up. Now when he heard Jiang Tingbai talking, he held his head even higher.

He was underage and much shorter than Jiang Tingbai, so he tried his best to create an aura that gave him the appearance of being 1.80 meters tall.

...Although in Yan Luoyue's opinion, this made him look quite similar to a peacock.

In short, Yuan Feiyu really tried hard.

Seeing Yuan Feiyu's high morale, Jiang Tingbai smiled gently and said, "Brother Yuan, what do you want to say to me? No hurry."

Yuan Feiyu did not step forward immediately.

He first bowed to Jiang Tingbai, then stared at him intently and declared loudly:

"Brother Jiang, now I can leave a three-inch sword mark on the Great Dao Qingtian Monument - within ten years, I will definitely surpass you and prove the realm of swordsmanship. I can't look back, but only move forward!"

When saying the four words "look ahead and look behind", Yuan Feiyu emphasized his tone extra.

He seemed to be using this method to criticize Jiang Tingbai's overly gentle swordsmanship.

Hearing this challenging statement that was tantamount to a declaration of war, Jiang Tingbai simply smiled.

He encouraged Yuan Feiyu, "Okay, Junior Brother, you are absolutely right. Then Junior Brother, work harder."

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

He choked up.

It was like a punch thrown with full force, but it ended up hitting cotton.

At this moment, Yuan Feiyu's expression was stuck, and there was even a hint of confusion between his brows, which made Yan Luoyue feel indescribably funny.

Jiang Tingbai gently pushed Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang's shoulders from the left and right.

"Then Junior Brother Yuan, I will rely on you to take care of my two junior brothers and sisters in the future."

Yuan Feiyu said with a serious face: "Brother Jiang, you don't have to be polite. This is my responsibility."

This shouldn’t be Yan Luoyue’s illusion.

This rather arrogant young swordsman even looked a little angry when he turned around.

…

Wu Manshuang and Yan Luoyue followed Yuan Feiyu down the mountain.

Yan Luoyue's activities these days were mostly confined to Turnip Peak.

Once she passed the stone tablet at the foot of Turnip Peak and faced the vast territory of Guiyuan Sect, she became unfamiliar with the surrounding environment.

Taking a look at the young man's back that was as straight as a sword sheath, Yan Luoyue asked in a familiar manner: "Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, where are we going next?"

Yuan Feiyu replied stubbornly: "Don't call me Little Senior Brother Yuan, just call me Senior Brother. If you must add a prefix, then you can call me Big Senior Brother Yuan."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

She finally realized that this Xiao Yuan... no, Senior Brother Da Yuan, was really a very competitive person in his life.

After correcting the address, Yuan Feiyu looked at the two of them solemnly and said, "Let's go to Jianfeng. You guys follow me closely."

Although Fufeng, Danfeng and Jianfeng seem to share the same naming logic, in fact, "Fufeng" and "Danfeng" have other names.

These two names are just their aliases, which are used by the disciples for convenience.

But the name of Jianfeng is so plain and simple. These two short words simply and directly reveal the essence of this mountain.

The distance from Turnip Peak to Sword Peak is not short.

Senior Brother Da Yuan is not a dull person either. He would talk to Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang from time to time.

Occasionally, when he was in the mood, he would make some impassioned speeches himself.

For example, right now, Yuan Feiyu was very excited to show his sword skills to the two kids:

"Sword means strength, and the way of swordsmanship is the way of the strong who are indomitable. Only those who are constantly strong can always prosper!"

"Oh." Yan Luoyue blinked, "But my Senior Brother Jiang's sword intent doesn't seem to be like this."

With these words, Yuan Feiyu suddenly became angry again, even with a hint of resentment.

"Brother Jiang... He is certainly not. But even if it is Brother Jiang, sooner or later he will recognize my swordsmanship."

After a while, Yuan Feiyu, who was a little angry, calmed down on his own.

He asked Yan Luoyue: "I swing my sword 36,000 times every morning. How about you? How many times do you swing your hammer every day?"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

When hearing the first half of the sentence, Yan Luoyue was still sighing in her heart, my goodness, this Senior Brother Xiao Yuan is a king of rolls.

But when I heard the second half of the sentence...

Yan Luoyue murmured, "We weapon cultivators don't swing hammers... Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, do you have some misunderstandings about weapon refining?"

"So that's how it is." Yuan Feiyu lowered his head.

Then, he pretended to be nonchalant and asked:

"Well, what about Senior Brother Jiang Tingbai? How many times does Jiang Tingbai swing his sword every day?"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Wu Manshuang answered honestly, "I don't know. I'm usually not that bored and I don't count my swords one by one."

Yuan Feiyu: “…Oh.”

Now, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan is not angry at all, he looks a little crazy.

Fortunately, Cui Wei Sword Pavilion is just ahead, otherwise, Yuan Feiyu doesn't know how long he will remain silent.

Seeing the outline of the steep mountain from afar, Yuan Feiyu took off his sword and bowed to the mountain.

Seeing Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang looking at him curiously, Yuan Feiyu explained calmly, "That's Cui Wei Sword Pavilion."

Cui Wei Sword Pavilion was once the holy land of swordsmanship that gathered the most sword practitioners and collected the most sword manuals in the world.

However, nowadays, there is a sword every three steps and a monument every five steps. All the sword practitioners of Guiyuan Sect who died in the battle against demons are buried here. The elegance of swordplay in the past is no longer heard of.

Due to the special circumstances at that time, the corpses of many sword cultivators could not be collected, so the comrades could only take back their swords.

The broken swords that had lost their owners were stuck on the mountain walls, accompanying their owners' cenotaphs.

It is said that on every moonlit night, there would be the sound of thousands of swords roaring from the Sword Pavilion, accompanied by a long wind, rising from the ground, as if the long swords were setting up beacons, calling on the unyielding heroic souls to return.

Seeing Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang also saluted in the same way he had just done, Yuan Feiyu's aura suddenly eased a lot.

"Before entering the Sword Peak, you must first pass through the Sword Pavilion. Our peak master said that the sword practitioners of the Guiyuan Sect must first look at the righteous path of the human world that their predecessors have walked, and then they will know what path they want to take."

After passing the Cuiwei Sword Pavilion, a steep and rugged mountain with overlapping peaks stood before the three people.

Yuan Feiyu exhaled softly: "Junior Sister Yan, Junior Brother Wu, this is our Jianfeng."

The way up the mountain was right in front of them, but Yuan Feiyu turned around and led them around the back of the mountain.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, why don't we go directly up the mountain from here?"

"You should call me Senior Brother Dayuan... This road is for welcoming guests. Junior brothers and sisters are the disciples of the sect who are teaching the Dharma, so they are not considered guests. We, the disciples of Guiyuan Sect, have to pass through the sword formation when we go up and down the mountain on a daily basis."

Having said that, Yuan Feiyu stopped and took a special look at Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang, as if he was assessing their cultivation.

The three of them circled all the way and soon passed by the first sword formation.

Disciples frequently entered and exited the entrance and exit of this sword formation.

Wu Man Shuang could tell at a glance that the difficulty of this sword formation should be relatively low.

However, Yuan Feiyusi had no intention of stopping and continued to lead the two of them around.

Wu Manshuang said, "Senior Brother Xiaoyuan, aren't we going up the mountain from here?"

"Why do you also call me Senior Brother Xiao Yuan... Da Yuan, call me Senior Brother Da Yuan."

Yuan Feiyu is truly worthy of being a swordsman. He shows extraordinary persistence when it comes to details.

Afterwards, Yuan Feiyu explained, "The Peak Master has said that you are all disciples of the Dharma, and you are disciples of the Suyi Hall Master, so we have to treat you with the highest courtesy - this sword formation is too simple, we will try to choose the most difficult sword formation."

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang: "..."

Wait, even though we are disciples of the Dharma, we are not sword practitioners known for our strength.

Why do we need to emphasize "the disciple who passed down the Dharma of the master of Suyitang" separately?

This statement... This statement is not good!

Looking silently at Wu Manshuang, Yan Luoyue felt that this might be one of the many "remaining problems" that Ji Qinghong left in the sect.

Afterwards, the two followed Yuan Feiyu and bypassed the second sword formation.

Then came the third, the fourth...

Finally, the three of them stopped in front of the fifth sword formation.

Yuan Feiyu reluctantly said, "This is a sword formation for Jindan-stage sword practitioners to practice... Junior brothers and sisters, please make do with it for now."

“…”

At this moment, Yan Luoyue really wanted to complain.

It is well known that the ability of sword cultivators is often one level higher than their realm.

Some particularly powerful swordsmen can even reach two levels higher.

In other words, the sword formation that this Jindan-stage sword cultivator practices should be used against the Yuanying-stage sword cultivators in the outside world.

Faced with this special treatment, Yan Luoyue had to propose a possibility.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, if someone can't get through, then he can't go up the mountain?"

"It's Senior Brother Dayuan - and it's not. The traditional teaching and exchange of Jianfeng has two ending signs. Either you stay in Jianfeng for three full months, or you break through the formation and climb the mountain to the top."

"If you can't get through, wait until the three-month period is over and this round of exchanges will end normally."

"Oh oh." Yan Luoyue immediately drew inferences from one instance to another, "In other words, if Manshuang and I live together at the foot of the mountain and do nothing, then after three months, we will be considered to have passed?"

Hearing Yan Luoyue's idea, King Yuan Feiyu was stunned.

"No... this..." Yuan Feiyu was shocked, "Junior sister, how can we cultivators be so unmotivated? You should at least, at least give it a try."

Having said that, as if he remembered Yan Luoyue's race and the consistent reputation of the Turtle Clan, Yuan Feiyu took a deep breath.

He changed the direction of the explanation and said, "At the end of each peak's Dharma transmission and exchange, there will be a competition among the Dharma transmission disciples, and all the peak masters will come to watch."

"You and Junior Brother Wu's opponent in the ring is none other than Yuan."

"If Junior Sister loses because she is not familiar with the sword formation, it would be unfair!"

Seeing Yuan Feiyu trying so hard to persuade him, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, Brother Xiao Yuan, I'll give it a try."

“…”

Perhaps he felt that the interim results were hard-won, so this time, Yuan Feiyu did not correct the name "Luoyue".

He reminded Yan Luoyue: "When you break into the sword formation, you cannot carry any defensive magic weapon with you."

It just so happened that Yan Luoyue also wanted to experience his new million health bar.

The two sides hit it off immediately. Yan Luoyue took off all the defensive magic weapons on his body, used the Turtle Armor Technique, and strode towards the sword formation.

The sword array stretched from the foot of the mountain to the top.

According to Yuan Feiyu, as long as they can carry this sword formation to the top of the mountain, this round of Dharma transmission and exchange at Jianfeng will be over.

Hmm...

If that's the case...

Yan Luoyue touched her chin, and a bold idea came to her mind: Why not... let her give it a try?

With this thought in mind, Yan Luoyue just stepped into the sword formation and felt a strong wind as sharp as a knife blowing towards her face.

Yuan Feiyu himself also stepped into the sword formation with Yan Luoyue.

Originally, Wu Manshuang also wanted to join the battle, but was sternly rejected by Yuan Feiyu.

As an exchange disciple of Jianfeng's Dharma transmission, Yuan Feiyu was not only responsible for the reception of the two people, but also had to ensure the safety of this pair of junior brothers and sisters.

Therefore, only one of the two can enter the formation, because once they encounter danger, Yuan Feiyu will only have time to rescue one person with his ability.

Seeing that Junior Sister Yan just walked straight forward as soon as she entered the formation, Yuan Feiyu couldn't help but shake his head in his heart.

It's not that there's anything wrong with this method of cracking.

When they, the sword practitioners, cross the sword formation, they basically follow the method of breaking all methods with one force.

However, Junior Sister Yan is not a sword practitioner.

As a practitioner of magic, her best way to break the formation is not to go head-on, but to dodge if she can and give way if she can.

While dodging, she could get familiar with the rhythm of the sword formation. She would skillfully deflect the sword energy that she could handle, and try her best to dodge the sword energy that was difficult to deal with.

Sighing silently, Yuan Feiyu silently estimated: With Junior Sister Yan's method of breaking the formation, I'm afraid she won't be able to go more than seven steps.

He counted silently in his mind: seven steps, six steps... two steps, one step!

Yuan Feiyu said in his heart, "That's right," and prepared to step forward and grab Yan Luoyue's vest.

However, the next second, he was shocked to find that Junior Sister Yan was still standing steadily in the same place. She was even hit by four or five sword energies in a row in front of him without even blinking!

Yuan Feiyu: “!!!”

How could this happen!

Is there something wrong with the sword array's strength?

Yuan Feiyu drew his sword out of its sheath with a bit of disbelief and took a blow of the sword force on the spot.

That familiar strong resistance instantly spread from the tip of the sword all the way to the elbow.

Yuan Feiyu immediately confirmed that this was undoubtedly a sword formation of golden elixir strength.

So, there is no problem with the sword formation.

With a quick glance, Yuan Feiyu glanced over Yan Luoyue's clothes, which had remained intact until now.

The destructive power of the sword formation is extremely great. The poverty of the sword practitioners is also partly caused by the fact that their clothes are always damaged in the sword formation, and everyone has to buy new clothes all the time.

It can be said that in Guiyuan Sect, a sword practitioner like Jiang Tingbai, who can wear a sword robe until it turns white after washing, is a sweeping monk among sword practitioners.

As long as everyone saw the clothes Jiang Tingbai was wearing, they knew he must be very powerful.

"Junior Sister Yan," Yuan Feiyu reminded her, tapping her sideways, "When you're breaking into a sword formation, you can't carry any defensive magic weapons or special defensive robes."

"Wha-what?"

Yan Luoyue asked loudly.

The howling wind in the sword formation made it almost impossible for her to hear Yuan Feiyu's voice, and her own voice could not be heard very far either.

It wasn't until two or three seconds later that Yan Luoyue reacted.

"Oh - this is not a defensive magic weapon -" Under the strong pressure, Yan Luoyue learned the traditional way of communication of the turtle tribe without any teacher, "The material of this dress is - wire drawing -"

Hearing her say this, Yuan Feiyu immediately understood.

This material has no defensive power. Its only feature is that it is extremely viscous and very difficult to cut. And if the cut is smooth, it will even stick to itself.

In view of the above characteristics, wire drawing has been used as a building material.

Yuan Feiyu really couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. Why did Junior Sister Yan... why did she want to refine this kind of building material into a vestment? What on earth was she thinking? !

Let’s use an analogy from mortal life: Who would wear a pile of red bricks when going out?

Since the clothes will not be torn and the injuries under Yan Luoyue's clothes cannot be seen, Yuan Feiyu has to be more careful.

He reminded Yan Luoyue: "Junior Sister Yan, if you can't hold on any longer, you must tell me immediately."

This way he could take Yan Luoyue and evacuate immediately.

In Yuan Feiyu's mind, since Junior Sister Yan has already experienced the power of the sword formation, she should be alert, be careful, and take his reminders seriously.

However, what he didn't expect was that after hearing this well-intentioned advice, Junior Sister Yan just nodded nonchalantly.

"Okay - thank you - Senior Brother Xiao Yuan -"

Yan Luoyue said: "This sword formation - indeed - is quite powerful!"

It's really amazing.

At that time, an entire assassination team besieged Yan Luoyue, among whom were three Jindan cultivators, and the leader was in the middle Jindan stage.

The dozen people tried their best and launched three fatal attacks on Yan Luoyue, but they couldn't even reduce Yan Luoyue's health bar a little.

However, now, Yan Luoyue only took seven steps, and her million health bar changed slightly!

At the very end of the health value, there was a tiny, barely noticeable blood bar, which now turned into a transparent white color!

All of a sudden, Yan Luoyue was in awe of this sword formation and looked at it with new eyes.

Seeing Junior Sister Yan taking another step forward, Yuan Feiyu couldn't help but conduct another round of secret thoughts in his mind.

——Well, Junior Sister Yan’s followers are from the turtle tribe, so it is inevitable that she has extraordinary defensive capabilities.

But as a little turtle in the middle stage of foundation building, she was already very good and outstanding for being able to take the first seven steps.

But the road up the mountain is long and difficult, and I am afraid that the turtle tribe cannot just rely on their racial talents to get through it.

Therefore, Yuan Feiyu silently estimated in his heart: Next... Junior Sister Yan can probably take another five steps.

Five, four, three, two, one... one... Huh, hh, hh?

Nothing happened again?!

Yuan Feiyu's eyes widened in astonishment.

He counted down from five to one, and then counted up from one to five, not wanting to believe it. He saw that Junior Sister Yan was not only unharmed, but also in high spirits, and she uttered something that he could not understand.

Yan Luoyue said: "Wow, that's amazing, it actually cut my score by 0.1%!"

Yuan Feiyu: “???”

Although he didn’t understand what Junior Sister Yan meant specifically, he always felt that… this didn’t seem to be something that could be considered powerful?

Gulping his saliva, the young swordsman, who originally had a somewhat arrogant temperament, now only had shock in his heart, shocking him for the entire year and shocking his entire sword peak.

Yuan Feiyu continued to walk up with Yan Luoyue, from five steps, ten steps, to fifty steps, five hundred steps...

When they reached the 1,038th step, which was one-third of the distance, Yan Luoyue finally showed a trace of fatigue on her face.

She murmured, "It has dropped by ten percent..."

This slight hint of fatigue, in Yuan Feiyu's eyes, was like a ray of hope for victory!

This is not just a sign of fatigue, this is the face that Jianfeng has saved!

Yuan Feiyu was slightly distracted by the combination of surprise and joy, and a fierce sword force came towards him.

Although Yuan Feiyu reacted very quickly and used force to counter force, forcefully knocking the sword energy away on the spot, it still left a shallow blood mark on his cheek.

Junior Sister Yan, who was walking in front, seemed to have eyes on her back. She turned her head instantly and looked at Yuan Feiyu with concern.

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

At this moment, as if he had predicted the future development of events in advance, Yuan Feiyu shouted "No!" in his heart.

However, the progress of things is not based on human subjective wishes.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, are you okay?"

The next second, Yuan Feiyu heard Yan Luoyue's sincere concern.

"Are you tired? How about I carry you up there?"

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

If it weren't for the last bit of pride supporting him, Yuan Feiyu would have covered his face with his hands on the spot.

——I’m sorry, fellow disciples. I, Yuan Feiyu, feel ashamed of all the sword practitioners in this sect!

He, he, he...

In front of Junior Sister Yan, he was not worthy of calling himself a swordsman!