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Showing his strong courage as a swordsman, Yuan Feiyu decisively rejected Yan Luoyue's proposal to carry him up the mountain.

"No, I don't need to carry it. I really don't need to carry it."

"All right."

Yan Luoyue looked at Yuan Feiyu with some concern.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, if you feel uncomfortable, please tell me."

She still has 90% of her health left, so she should have no problem protecting Brother Xiao Yuan whether he is going up or down the mountain.

Yuan Feiyu stumbled again.

He weakly declined, "Junior Sister Yan... No, Great Junior Sister Yan, you are too polite."

Yan Luoyue: "...Ahem, Senior Brother is too polite, just call me Xiaoyan."

She looked up at the road ahead, and saw a dense array of swords and strong winds.

The dense sword energy was like rain hitting banana leaves, continuous and uninterrupted; the violent sword momentum was like a howling gale in the autumn, which could easily blow away the skin and flesh of anyone who broke into the battle.

At the same time, Yuan Feiyu also looked intently at the road ahead.

As a disciple of Jianfeng, he was more familiar with this sword formation going up and down the mountain, and he would walk it once or twice almost every month.

Seeing Yan Luoyue's eyes showing an appraising look, Yuan Feiyu introduced her:

"Junior Sister Yan has already walked one-third of this mountain road. There are still two-thirds of the way to go, and the sword formation is also deployed in the same way."

At this point, Yuan Feiyu paused for a moment and reminded in a more serious tone:

"But the further we go up the road, the stronger the sword energy will be. If you feel uncomfortable, call me immediately. Although I am not as good as Brother Jiang Tingbai at the moment, I am not so strong that I can't even break through a sword formation."

Yan Luoyue narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Okay, thank you, Senior Brother Xiaoyuan."

"You're welcome." Yuan Feiyu replied calmly, "This is my responsibility. Junior Sister Dayan is too polite."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue looked at Yuan Feiyu deeply:

This swordsman, who seemed a bit arrogant when they first met, has learned bad habits from her so quickly!

At this time, Yuan Feiyu was considering another thing.

He looked at the remaining two-thirds of the mountain road in front of him, and the scene from not long ago emerged in his mind.

At that time, he accompanied his Jindan-stage senior brother from the neighboring Qinglian Peak to walk through this sword formation.

In the first third of the sword formation, that senior brother also performed exceptionally well.

Although he is not as good as the sword cultivator in his head-on confrontation, nor is he as decisive as Junior Sister Dayan in taking on whatever she can.

But with the help of clever footwork, spells, and those powerful magic tricks, the brother fought steadily and steadily in the front of the journey, and only had his clothes torn a little.

But after he walked through one-third of the sword formation, the situation was different.

One reason is that the strength and density of the sword energy have increased.

Secondly, the brother had been concentrating all the time, and the further he got to the back, the more exhausted he was inevitably.

Due to various reasons, the Jindan-stage brother was defeated before he even reached the halfway point of the sword formation.

Recalling this, Yuan Feiyu couldn't help but turn his gaze to Junior Sister Yan in front of him.

He remembered that Junior Sister Yan had already shown signs of fatigue before.

I wonder how long she can hold out in the next sword formation?

For this question, Yan Luoyue gave an accurate answer based on her own personal experience.

——It can last for a long time.

One of Yuan Feiyu's estimates of her was not quite accurate.

For example, how long Yan Luoyue can hold on does not depend mainly on her degree of fatigue, but on the length of her health bar.

After all, Yan Luoyue really had no technical skills at all when it came to this sword formation.

Her only strategy was to use her Turtle Armor Skill to its fullest, and then charge forward without hesitation despite the blood loss marks that kept popping up.

The damage value of the subsequent sword formation is indeed higher than before.

Yan Luoyue soon discovered that the rate at which his health points were decreasing was much faster than when he first stepped into the sword formation.

Now, Yan Luoyue's health points were decreasing evenly at a turtle speed visible to the naked eye.

But even so…

Yan Luoyue: Hey, the total health is still over 80%!

With such abundant health points, she had no problem and continued charging!

Therefore, Yuan Feiyu, who had been paying attention to Yan Luoyue's condition all the way and paying attention to her every half a second, discovered:

Junior Sister Yan not only did not have difficulty walking, but she walked faster and faster, and became more and more excited, until her steps were almost flying!

People who don’t know would think that what Junior Sister Yan was hit by was not a knife, but a pill that boosted her arousal.

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

Wait a minute, Junior Sister Yan, isn’t your race a turtle?

As a member of the turtle tribe, he could understand that they had higher defense capabilities.

But you still run so fast, as if you are possessed by the soul of a rabbit. Isn't this too unfair? !

On this day, Yuan Feiyu's understanding of the turtle clan was completely overturned by Yan Luoyue.

He stared in shock as he watched Yan Luoyue cross the yellow marking line - this meant that the sword formation had been halfway broken.

"Junior Sister Yan, how do you feel now?"

"Seventy-five percent left!"

"Hmm? What?"

Yan Luoyue came back to her senses, raised her hand and cut off a sword aura - it was hilarious, she didn't cut it off at all. She just took advantage of her strong defense and high health to take the damage - she changed her words and answered:

"Don't worry, Brother Xiao Yuan, I have the confidence to reach the top of the mountain!"

Staring at Yan Luoyue's vigorous profile, Yuan Feiyu was speechless for a long time.

He began to think about a question sincerely - in the history of their Jianfeng Dharma transmission and exchange, has there ever been a precedent where someone rushed to the top of the mountain all at once on the first day or the first time?

——Oh, it seems so.

——Although the purpose of that event was not to spread the Dharma and exchange ideas.

But that precedent was called Jiang Tingbai.

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

All the disciples under your Suyi Hall are monsters, right?

Yuan Feiyu is no longer worried about the safety of Junior Sister Dayan.

He began to worry about the reputation of Jianfeng!

After Yan Luoyue had walked two-thirds of the distance against the gale and with only 60% of her health left, she suddenly heard Yuan Feiyu taking a deep breath beside her.

The breathing was so loud and its presence so strong that it could not be ignored even in the midst of the raging sword battle.

"... Senior Brother Xiao Yuan." Yan Luoyue called out to him hesitantly, "What's wrong with you?"

Judging from the amplitude of his breathing, it seems like Yuan Feiyu is a little short of oxygen!

Perhaps it was Yan Luoyue's illusion, but at this moment, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, who was standing in the sword formation, seemed to have a look of paleness and sadness in his expression.

Yuan Feiyu smiled weakly: "As expected of you...Jiang Tingbai's junior sister."

Yan Luoyue: “?”

Without responding to Yan Luoyue's surprised expression, Yuan Feiyu waved his hand.

Every move of a swordsman is often accompanied by a meteor-like swiftness. This is especially true for the young swordsman Yuan Feiyu, who is full of vitality.

But this time he waved his hand, it seemed a little weak.

The deflated Yuan Feiyu reminded timidly: "One third of the way up, the sword power will be even stronger than before."

"Oh, okay."

Yan Luoyue responded, lifted her foot and took a step forward, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, why didn't you tell me to be more careful this time and remember to call you if something went wrong?"

Yuan Feiyu murmured with a dazed look in his eyes: "Although I don't know what's going on, I just feel that you don't need me anymore."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Once the stimulation exceeds the critical value, even if more conditions are given, it will only make people numb.

During the next third of the journey, Brother Xiao Yuan, who was not very good at concealing his emotions, radiated an otherworldly calmness from the inside out.

At one point, Yan Luoyue even clearly saw a hint of longing smile at the corner of Yuan Feiyu's lips.

Yan Luoyue: “?”

Yan Luoyue asked cautiously: "Senior Brother Xiaoyuan, what are you doing...?"

What the hell, he wouldn't go crazy just by fighting with her in a sword formation, right?

Yuan Feiyu smiled with nothing in sight.

The young boy who was lively and arrogant before now had a trace of murderous Zen in his brows, which was similar to that of a swordsman.

He gnashed his teeth, sucked blood, and said loudly:

"If I go to hell, I will drag all my fellow Taoists with me - Junior Sister Dayan, don't worry about me, you should get to the top quickly, don't let me suffer this alone!"

How could such rare feelings of shock, astonishment, and self-doubt be enjoyed by him alone?

Of course, everyone at Jianfeng must experience the psychological turmoil caused by this heaven-defying act!

Yan Luoyue: "Well, okay."

Speaking of which, the friendship among you fellow practitioners at Jianfeng is so deep that it is enviable...

Finally, when his health was only 15 percent left, Yan Luoyue took the last step.

She crossed the red line that represented the end point and stood on the top of the Sword Peak, overlooking the mountain scenery.

Yan Luoyue wiped the beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and let out a long breath.

It's over.

At this moment, Yan Luoyue heard Yuan Feiyu behind her utter a questioning syllable.

Yan Luoyue responded: "Senior Brother Xiaoyuan?"

Yan Luoyue turned around and saw Yuan Feiyu's eyes full of brilliance. He pointed at Yan Luoyue's back and asked:

"Junior Sister Yan, what are those things on your back?"

"Um?"

Yan Luoyue reached back and felt something like a hard, flat, soft helmet on her back through the threadbare fabric.

Yuan Feiyu held on to his last glimmer of hope and reminded: "Junior Sister Yan, you cannot bring defensive magic weapons when passing through the sword formation..."

"…Oh, but I didn't bring it."

Yan Luoyue herself was a little confused.

After fumbling for a few more times, Yan Luoyue suddenly realized.

She first changed into a turtle shape, and then changed back into human form.

Because of this change, several hard lumps on his back automatically fell to the ground, and Yan Luoyue bent down to pick them up.

Yan Luoyue waved the pieces of armor in front of Yuan Feiyu and said, "Oh, I really didn't bring any defensive magic weapon. Brother, please look, these are the pieces of turtle shells that I lost."

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

Yuan Feiyu was stunned and shocked.

"Wait, turtles... can they still shed their shells?"

"What a strange question! Of course we turtles shed our shells. It's a normal physiological phenomenon."

Yan Luoyue looked at Senior Brother Xiao Yuan with pity and gave him an analogy: "Senior Brother, when you were my age, you would still lose your teeth."

"……oh."

Yuan Feiyu's eyes were blank as he murmured in response.

…

"I'll take you to meet the peak master first." Yuan Feiyu informed Yan Luoyue of the next arrangements.

For some reason, there seemed to be a hint of happiness in his voice.

It was like a pedestrian who forgot to bring an umbrella and felt a sense of savior after seeing the torrential rain evenly hit everyone.

"No one in Jianfeng would have thought that you, Junior Sister Yan, would be able to break through the sword formation so quickly."

——To be more precise, Yan Luoyue didn't actually break through the sword formation, she was always the one being beaten.

But who cares!

After the two walked side by side for a while, Yan Luoyue randomly found a topic to talk about.

"My Senior Brother Jiang..."

As soon as he heard Jiang Tingbai's name, Yuan Feiyu instantly regained his previous lively appearance. In fact, he almost jumped up on the spot.

Yuan Feiyu answered reflexively: "I will be stronger than Jiang Tingbai!"

Yan Luoyue had a hard time holding back her laughter: "Yes, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan is indeed amazing, and I didn't say that Senior Brother Xiao Yuan is weaker than Senior Brother Jiang... I just want to ask, has Senior Brother Jiang also been to Jianfeng before?"

“…”

For some reason, Yuan Feiyu did not answer this question directly.

He stared at Yan Luoyue with a very subtle look, as if Jiang Tingbai's shadow was standing behind her.

"... Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, why are you looking at me like that?"

Yan Luoyue even looked back to make sure there was no one behind him.

She inexplicably stretched out her arms towards Yuan Feiyu: "Has Senior Brother Jiang never been to Jianfeng?"

But Jiang Tingbai is a pure-blooded swordsman.

Jianfeng has such unique educational conditions. Even if Senior Brother Jiang is not a disciple of Jianfeng, it doesn't matter if he comes and attends classes.

Yuan Feiyu spoke, and there seemed to be a hint of unnoticeable resentment in his voice.

"Jiang Tingbai was here nearly a hundred years ago."

Yan Luoyue chewed on this intriguing time point: "Nearly a hundred years ago..."

"Yes." Yuan Feiyu said faintly, "Just like you, Junior Sister Yan, Jiang Tingbai broke through our sword formation when he first came to Jianfeng... Oh, by the way, at that time, Senior Brother Jiang was only at the initial stage of foundation building. And what a coincidence, the sword formation that was broken through was the one that Junior Sister Yan just broke through, the one at the Jindan stage..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

At this moment, she suddenly understood Yuan Feiyu's resentment.

With a light cough, Yan Luoyue found a way to change the subject.

She pointed to the back of a huge monument not far to the left and asked Yuan Feiyu, "Brother Xiao Yuan, what is that place?"

For some reason, when this topic was brought up, Yuan Feiyu's aura became even more gloomy.

He paused and said, "That is the Great Dao Qingtian Monument."

"Oh, I know!" Yan Luoyue suddenly responded, "During class, a teacher mentioned this sword monument."

The Great Dao Qing Tian Stele is famous for the words "The Great Dao is like the blue sky, and I alone cannot get out" engraved on the stele in the shape of a sword.

The sword on the stele is majestic and unique. It is said that the ancestor of sword once stood at the neck of a bottle and felt deeply trapped and unable to get out, so he used the sword tip to depict it.

Since the day it was erected in Guiyuan Sect, it has been admired by people for tens of thousands of years, and its sword spirit has not faded in the slightest.

Because the records on the stele were carved by the Sword Ancestor during the Bottle Neck Period, the sword intent on the stele not only reveals murderous intent, but also is gloomy and frustrating.

If a cultivator with lower cultivation level stood several feet away from the inscription, he would be crushed to death on the spot by the external sword energy.

When Jianfeng disciples contemplate this stele, they often use "one foot" as the measure word. Starting from ten feet away, every one foot forward can leave a record.

It is said that the best disciples among Jianfeng can not only ignore the pressure from the Great Dao Qingtian Monument and approach the inscription, but also leave a sword mark on the Great Dao Qingtian Monument.

It was just like Yuan Feiyu’s previous self-introduction—he said that he could leave a three-foot-deep sword mark on the Great Dao Qingtian Monument.

Just based on the power of this sword, even if we look at the entire Sword Peak, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan must be the best among the young disciples.

Yan Luoyue organized the above words and praised Senior Brother Xiao Yuan in a more literary way.

She originally thought that with Yuan Feiyu's proud and arrogant personality, he would definitely say "it's nothing" but his eyebrows would not help but rise.

However, to Yan Luoyue's surprise, after hearing the compliment, Yuan Feiyu just forced a smile.

"It's nothing."

There was not a trace of pride in his tone: "Compared to Jiang Tingbai, I am just..."

Hmm? Could it be that Senior Brother Jiang also left a mark on the Great Dao Qingtian Monument?

Very likely.

According to Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, nearly a hundred years ago, Senior Brother Jiang climbed to the top of the Golden Elixir Sword Formation in one go. So he might have also comprehended the contents of the Great Dao Qingtian Stele and left his own sword marks on the stele.

——Yes, nearly a hundred years ago.

Wasn’t the incident where Senior Brother Jiang “inadvertently destroyed important objects of the sect” also nearly a hundred years ago?

Yan Luoyue blinked, and a subtle premonition arose in her heart.

Soon, she made a very bold guess.

Yan Luoyue looked calm and asked without any emotion, "Oh, is it about the incident where Senior Brother Jiang was punished for a hundred years?"

Yuan Feiyu gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, that's it."

Yan Luoyue was very surprised: "Senior Brother Jiang actually destroyed the Great Dao Qingtian Monument?!"

Jiang Tingbai at that time was probably only at the initial stage of foundation building. It was surprising that he could get close to the stele, but he could even destroy it... How did Jiang Tingbai do it?

Yuan Feiyu took a deep breath, his expression showing a hint of reluctance:

"It can't be said that he is ruined... but he might as well be ruined!"

You know, almost all sword-cultivating disciples, when they first see the Great Dao Qingtian Monument, will feel a sense of the weight of "Life is limited, but learning is unlimited."

They were trapped in that layer of sword intent and were under pressure.

Just like people use a whetstone to sharpen a sword, sword practitioners also sharpen themselves with the sword spirit of their predecessors.

Being able to walk into the Great Dao Qing Tian Monument and leave one's sword marks on the Great Dao Qing Tian Monument is the romance of all the disciples of Jianfeng.

But Jiang Tingbai's reaction when he first saw the Great Dao Qingtian Monument... was very unusual.

The first time the young Jiang Tingbai saw the sword monument, what aroused him was not enlightenment, but a sense of defiance that surged from the bottom of his heart.

Similar situations have occurred several times in Jianfeng.

After all, the sword monument was written by the Sword Ancestor when he was unable to break through the bottleneck. The sword's meaning carries a sense of sorrow and regret that reaches the sky.

Therefore, it is normal for disciples with higher talents to interpret the arrogance of questioning destiny from the sword monument.

...The problem is, it’s not Cangtian that Jiang Tingbai is dissatisfied with.

The person he was dissatisfied with was the Sword Ancestor who wrote these words.

According to the recollections of the people involved in the incident, Jiang Tingbai, under the heavy pressure of the sword, spent a whole day and night to walk step by step from ten feet away to the front of the sword monument.

As a foundation-building cultivator who went up the mountain for the first time, the pressure from the Great Dao Qingtian Monument was not something he could easily bear.

For the last three meters, Jiang Tingbai had to stay where he was for a quarter of an hour after each step he took. The long sword was used as a walking stick, supporting half of Jiang Tingbai's body. Jiang Tingbai's eyes were cracked, and in the end, even his seven orifices were bleeding.

However, Jiang Tingbai still walked to the front of the Qingtian Monument.

He drew his sword boldly, leaving his own sword mark on the Qingtian Monument.

It was at that moment that Jiang Tingbai, a young boy who was only in the initial stage of building his foundation, awakened his first level of sword intent - cultivating my generation.

Hearing this story made Yan Luoyue's blood boil, and she couldn't help but clench her fists: "This... is very exciting."

Moreover, when she looked at it from the back, it was clear that the Great Dao Qingtian Monument had no damage, so why should Senior Brother Jiang pay for it?

Hearing Yan Luoyue's question, Yuan Feiyu chuckled.

"——Because what Jiang Tingbai left on the monument was not a sword mark, but a sentence."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

A bad premonition slowly rose in her heart.

Yan Luoyue asked in a low voice: "What?"

It can’t be “Jiang Tingbai was here”!

Yuan Feiyu stared at Yan Luoyue deeply: "Do you still remember the content on the Great Dao Qingtian Tablet?"

"The great road is like the blue sky, and I alone cannot get out."

"Yes." Yuan Feiyu recited Jiang Tingbai's message by heart: "And Jiang Tingbai's words were - 'If you don't want to go out, then don't go out. Don't worry about the sky first, worry about your surroundings first'."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Ah, no wonder Senior Brother Jiang was fined by the sect.

No wonder Jiang Tingbai himself couldn't bear to recall the past events of his junior high school years.

Not to mention the words engraved on the cultural relics... Just this one sentence has diluted the original artistic conception of the Da Dao Qing Tian Stele.

At this moment, the two of them walked to the side of the sword monument. Yan Luoyue coughed lightly and wanted to turn to the front to admire the magnificent feat left by Senior Brother Jiang.

As soon as she raised her feet, Yuan Feiyu quickly grabbed her.

"Wait a minute, you are an outer peak disciple. You need to pay five spirit stones for visiting the sword monument once."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue was very shocked: "Is the Great Dao Qingtian Monument your attraction? Why do you charge for it?"

"Originally, there was no charge for admission, because it was not open to the public."

Yuan Feiyu explained, "Except for the disciples of Jianfeng, the disciples of other peaks may not be able to withstand the pressure of the Qingtian Tablet - but since Jiang Tingbai left his sword intent on it, the original pressure of Jianzu was diluted by his sword intent, and it can be opened to the public for exhibition."

In other words, we can also charge admission fees.

Therefore, on the 1st, 3rd and 5th of every month, disciples from other peaks can line up to visit the sword monument.

This innovation has brought Jianfeng a lot of revenue.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue asked weakly, "What about the enlightenment of your Jianfeng disciples?"

Yuan Feiyu said calmly: "In fact, the peak master asked the owner of Suzhen Hall to refine a magic weapon. On weekdays, the magic weapon will cover up Jiang Tingbai's sword intent and handwriting. On every open day, the magic weapon will automatically be removed."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

You know what, this is really a blessing in disguise.

But, in this case...

Yan Luoyue spoke up for her eldest senior brother and said, "Since you Jianfeng can generate income from this, it's not fair to confiscate the eldest senior brother's wealth for a full hundred years."

A fine of ten or eight years should be enough.

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

Yuan Feiyu looked at Yan Luoyue strangely and asked in a subtle tone:

"Who do you think came up with the idea of ​​opening the Sword Monument to the public and charging admission?"

Yan Luoyue thought about it, and then choked: "...My master?"

Yuan Feiyu nodded and asked, "Do you know what the conditions were for the Suyi Hall Master to refine that magic weapon for Jianfeng?"

"…What?"

"A hundred years later, 30% of the ticket revenue will belong to Jiang Tingbai."

When he said this, Yuan Feiyu's tone was filled with envy that he couldn't help but hide!

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue coughed lightly: "Then 30% of the profits in the previous hundred years..."

That should be enough to compensate Jiang Tingbai for the unintentional damage to the sword monument.

That's right. Yan Luoyue still felt that punishing Senior Brother with a hundred years of poverty was too inhumane.

Yuan Feiyu closed his eyes in sorrow: "The 30% profit in the first hundred years is the reward from the master of Suxi Hall for refining magic tools..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

At this moment, she suddenly understood why Yuan Feiyu's voice was so joyful when he collected the tour fee from her.

——It’s been a hundred years!

After a hundred years, Jianfeng finally found an opportunity to make some money from the ticket sales from you little bastards from Luotufeng!

Thinking of this, Yan Luoyue suddenly reached out and took back one and a half spirit stones from the five spirit stones in Yuan Feiyu's palm.

She explained, "This should be our dividend from Turnip Peak. I will hand it over to Master when I return."

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

Although Junior Sister Yan in front of him has not changed at all from a second ago.

But he still felt that Junior Sister Yan suddenly exuded a kind of irritating, unique and annoying temperament that was unique to the disciples of Suyi Hall.

…

Next, Yan Luoyue went to the main pavilion of Jianfeng Peak to meet the peak master, and the process was extremely chaotic.

Yuan Feiyu didn't know what had stimulated him in the sword formation, but whenever he met someone he knew, he would very "casually" introduce Yan Luoyue's identity.

"This is the disciple of Qi Dao, Junior Sister Yan."

"Huh? You ask me why I brought my junior sister up here so quickly? We didn't come up from the welcoming road."

"Junior Sister Yan was upright and followed our sword formation up the mountain in one breath."

"——Which sword formation are you asking about?"

Whenever he talked about this, Yuan Feiyu would deliberately pause to take in all the subtle expressions of the other person.

Then, he would calmly tell the visitor in a very calm tone, as if to say, "If you are surprised, you are a bumpkin and you are ignorant":

"That golden elixir sword formation is the one that Senior Brother Jiang Tingbai passed through in one go."

Fellow students who heard the news: “!!!”

Afterwards, most sword cultivators would leave with an expression that asked, "Am I still worthy of being a sword cultivator?"

As for Yuan Feiyu, every time at such a moment, his expression remained unchanged.

But according to Yan Luoyue's observation, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan's eyebrows and eyes often reveal a hint of pride.

——Good, now everyone is even.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

In this way, they entered the main pavilion and Yan Luoyue paid a visit to the master of Jianfeng Peak according to the rules.

The current head of Jianfeng was a middle-aged woman with sharp features. She sat on the main seat like a mountain, with the elders sitting on both sides.

The peak master glanced down casually, and it seemed as if the sword light like frost and snow was approaching before his eyes.

Compared to those Jianfeng disciples who were easily heartbroken by Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, the Master of Jianfeng was dignified and steady.

She looked at Yan Luoyue calmly and took the initiative to ask for Yan Luoyue's opinion.

"To my and the other elders' surprise, you completed the teaching and communication at Jianfeng very quickly." said the master of Jianfeng.

"So, do you want to have a ring battle with Feiyu now, and after the competition, move on to the next peak for the Dharma transmission and exchange, or do you want to wait for the progress of the disciples of the formation teaching?"

The disciple who taught the Dao of Array was of course Wu Manshuang.

Yan Luoyue answered without hesitation: "Man Shuang and I advance and retreat together. I will wait for him to complete this round of sword exchange."

Hearing this answer, the leader of Jianfeng raised his hand to Yan Luoyue.

"In that case, I'll let Feiyu take you down the mountain."

After a pause, the peak master added: "If you are interested, you can also visit other sword formations these days."

Only after watching Yan Luoyue and Yuan Feiyu leave the hall did the Peak Master exchange glances with the other elders.

To be honest, after hearing Yan Luoyue's choice, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It was really unexpected that Ji Qinghong's new disciple was actually able to take the overall situation into consideration, totally unlike her stupid master!

——After all, they at Jianfeng also have to save face.

If the communication between the other peaks could proceed normally, only the communication between Jianfeng came to an abrupt end on the first day, as if Jianfeng was very inhospitable and was deliberately giving them a break.

But verbally, all the sword masters tacitly ignored this and focused on praising Yan Luoyue.

"This child has a bright future."

"He does have some of the qualities of her eldest senior brother."

"Well, it is said that she was raised by Jiang Tingbai... As expected, she has only been in contact with Ji Qinghong for a short time."

"I never thought that a bad bamboo could produce good bamboo shoots."

After saying this, the hall suddenly became silent for a moment.

The next second, someone whispered a reminder: "Xia Junior Brother, why are you talking nonsense?"

…

The way down the mountain is still through the Jindan period sword formation.

In Yuan Feiyu's words, as a sword cultivator, there is no reason for him to walk the Welcoming Guests Road unless all his limbs are broken.

However, this time, Yuan Feiyu insisted not to let Yan Luoyue break into the formation, but instead led the way himself.

Yuan Feiyu took the lead and led the way.

A long sword thrust left and right, the sword energy was like a rainbow, showing the young man's indomitable sharpness to the fullest.

Just like this, not only did Yuan Feiyu not let Yan Luoyue take action, he didn't even let Yan Luoyue lose blood. He actually opened a green passage for Yan Luoyue to go down the mountain.

Yan Luoyue vaguely felt that Senior Brother Xiao Yuan seemed to be trying hard to save something, for example, the face that Jianfeng almost lost before.

For example, in front of Junior Sister Jiang Tingbai, one must display a temperament that is no less than that of Jiang Tingbai.

Looking at Yuan Feiyu's back, which was as straight as a sword sheath, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but laugh in her heart.

——Well, Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, he is really strong all his life...

Wu Manshuang waited at the foot of the mountain for a long time, and finally waited for the return of Yan Luoyue and Yuan Feiyu.

As soon as he saw Yan Luoyue's smile, he realized that she must have obtained a satisfactory result from this intrusion.

Before she realized it, the corners of Wu Man Shuang's lips had already curled up slightly.

He took the initiative to step forward and walked towards the two of them. He immediately grabbed Yan Luoyue's sleeve and then shook it slightly.

That was not a coquettish act, but a tacit greeting.

——Successful?

Yan Luoyue nodded briskly.

——It worked.

Wu Manshuang turned to look at Yuan Feiyu and asked politely, "Xiao Yuan, Senior Brother, let's take a break first, and then I want to break into the formation. Do you think this is okay?"

He had lingered at the foot of the mountain long enough.

So this "rest" was certainly not what Wu Manshuang needed, but was a step specially left for Yuan Feiyu.

Yuan Feiyu was touched by Wu Manshuang's meticulousness, but at the same time, he was very angry and stood up very competitively.

"Junior Brother Wu, you are too polite. Your Senior Brother Da Yuan does not need to rest. Since Junior Brother is interested, let's join the battle now!"

Wu Manshuang: “…” That’s a bit abnormal.

Wu Manshuang couldn't help but look at Yan Luoyue, and bent her fingers, as if accidentally brushing her forehead.

——What happened? What happened to Senior Brother Xiaoyuan just now?

Yan Luoyue spread out his hands and gave Wu Manshuang a look that was difficult to describe.

——This matter is very complicated, and it is difficult for me to explain it to you clearly... Maybe it’s all about stimulation!

All in all, Wu Manshuang was finally able to enter the sword formation.

As soon as he took the first step into the sword formation, a surge of sword energy came towards him.

Just before the sword wind was about to touch Wu Manshuang's skin, Wu Manshuang suddenly pulled back and left the attack range of the sword formation in an instant.

Yuan Feiyu was guarding beside him. Seeing Wu Manshuang's performance, he couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart.

Right, this is the normal reaction of a Foundation Establishment disciple when he breaks into a sword formation...

Wait, no, that's not a normal reaction!

Normally, a disciple in the early stage of foundation building could at least take two or three steps in the sword formation. If it was a disciple in the middle stage of foundation building like Junior Brother Wu, he should be able to take seven or eight steps!

Yuan Feiyu couldn't help but ask, "Junior Brother Wu, why did you retreat just now?"

Wu Manshuang said simply: "It will bleed."

So far, Wu Man Cream can only control the toxins that overflow from the skin.

If his blood spilled in the sword formation, this would not be an event of sword peak exchange among disciples.

This will become a mysterious unsolved case of the Jindan period sword formation.

Yuan Feiyu didn't know the inside story, and was a little confused after hearing Wu Manshuang's answer.

As a swordsman who would not retreat even if he died, Yuan Feiyu sincerely advised: "Junior Brother Wu, don't be so timid."

He just wanted to say: Look at what Junior Sister Dayan did just now, she...

Suddenly, Yuan Feiyu recalled Yan Luoyue's previous performance in the sword formation.

It is said that there was a joke circulating in the world of immortal cultivation: "When it comes to the critical moment, the magic cultivator is used as a sword cultivator, and the sword cultivator is used as a beast."

If we use this standard to judge, then Junior Sister Dayan's performance just now can be called "a sword cultivator among sword cultivators, a beast among beasts"...

At this moment, Yuan Feiyu suddenly felt that the Turtle Clan should be removed from all the comparison standards in the world.

Wu Man Shuang stared at the sword formation in front of her, recalling what she had seen and heard when she had just entered the formation.

After a while, Wu Manshuang groaned and said, "Please help me, Senior Brother. I'll try again."

This time, as soon as he entered the sword formation, he took a firm step forward.

A smile appeared on Yuan Feiyu's lips: Yes, this is the spirit and demeanor that we, the disciples of Guiyuan Sect, should have...

No, wait!

The thought came to an abrupt end before it even finished.

Yuan Feiyu's smile froze at the corners of his lips, and he looked at...

Yuan Feiyu saw that Wu Manshuang didn't use any tools. He just dismantled the sword formation within the first step with his bare hands!

Yuan Feiyu: “!!!”

Afterwards, this wizard brother... no, the great wizard brother.

He held the remains of the sword array in one hand, turned his head towards Yuan Feiyu obediently, and asked very politely and courteously:

"Brother, since we just need to break the formation, then any method will do, right?"

Yuan Feiyu: “…”

Suddenly, Yuan Feiyu recalled a day in the past when the peak master had commented with him on the many famous figures in Guiyuan Sect.

When talking about Ji Qinghong, the peak master said: "Your uncle Ji... I don't want to comment on your uncle Ji. Anyway, if there is something important that needs to be negotiated with their peak, then you should go find Jiang Tingbai."

After saying this, the Peak Master pressed his palm against his lower abdomen, covering his stomach for a long time...

At this moment, Yuan Feiyu couldn't help but cover his stomach.

He felt that his spiritual realm had suddenly overlapped with that of his most beloved peak master in a certain sense...