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After some chatting and laughing, Jiang Tingbai led a group of female cultivators from the Hehun Sect inside.

The beautiful female cultivator who was the leader of the Hehun Sect chuckled and said, "Jiang Jianzun is too polite. Over the years, I have become familiar with the Guiyuan Sect."

As the top sect in the current cultivation world, Guiyuan Sect often holds grand events.

The reason is probably the same as why first-class universities offer lectures and hold activities every week.

Therefore, in addition to the sword competition, there are also countless training competitions such as the weapon refining competition, the pill refining competition, the talisman formation competition, etc., which are all held in the Guiyuan Sect.

As long as the Hehun clan had the opportunity to participate in these grand events, they would almost never miss them.

As for their reasons for participating...

Anyway, the monks of the Hehun Sect insisted to the outside world that they were there to participate in the event.

However, the ironclad facts of recent years have proven that they are here to engage in large-scale shopping.

For example, now, the group had just walked a distance inside when the female cultivator from the Hehun Sect couldn't help but praise the outer disciples of the Guiyuan Sect.

"As expected of the Guiyuan Sect, it has such a majestic atmosphere. Even the ordinary outer disciples are of better quality than the inner disciples."

"Yes." The beautiful female cultivator covered her mouth with her hand, exchanged glances, and said with a smile, "Look at that disciple, he is strong and energetic, and quite strong... Oh, he is a physical cultivator."

"Of course, physical training is good, but it takes too long, and it's a bit greasy if you eat too much. I think plant training is also good, with many varieties..."

Yan Luoyue followed behind Jiang Tingbai, and the whispers of discussion were carried by the breeze and entered her ears like smoke.

Blinking her eyes, Yan Luoyue controlled her expression, but was a little surprised in her heart: Hey, is this a car that her little turtle can get on?

Looking back at the innocent little snake beside him: Wu Man Shuang looked calm and walked as usual, and it was obvious that she didn't understand what the female practitioners of the Hehun Sect were talking about.

The two people's state of mind formed a sharp contrast at this moment.

Yan Luoyue, who was too forward-thinking, couldn't help but reflect for a moment.

However, even though Wu Manshuang's presence was already so low, the topic suddenly turned to him.

I don't know which cultivator noticed Jiang Tingbai's fellow disciple and sister.

I only heard someone chuckle and say, "In another ten or twenty years, this junior brother will be an extraordinary talent."

"He is a demon cultivator, so he should be called a 'snake talent'."

"That's right, it's better to be a snake - I remember that all men from the snake tribe have two..."

Yan Luoyue didn't hear anything after that.

Because Jiang Tingbai's hands fell from the sky, one on the left and one on the right, covering Yan Luoyue's ears.

Since Senior Brother Jiang only has two hands, Wu Manshuang was forced to accept the verbal attack.

In Yan Luoyue's suddenly silent vision, the little snake froze as if it had been cast under a spell.

The next moment, although he was still trying his best to stay calm, his steps became faster and faster.

In the end, Wu Manshuang, who was usually the most polite and courteous, actually passed Jiang Tingbai and created the longest diagonal line between herself and this group of Hehun Sect disciples.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

No, she wants to listen, she can listen!

Senior brother, you have covered the wrong person!

Go rescue the little snake and put her in the car!

The hands that were covering Yan Luoyue's ears paused, as if Jiang Tingbai said something to the disciples of Hehun Sect.

After a while, Yan Luoyue regained his hearing.

However, the tone of discussion among those who came from the Hehun clan was greatly restrained.

Yan Luoyue raised her head slightly, and looked at Jiang Ting's bright, peaceful and calm expression, and finally understood why the sect gave the task of entertaining the Hehun Sect to the eldest senior brother.

——This strong communication ability and the composure to remain calm no matter what he hears can only be attributed to Jiang Tingbai.

Jiang Tingbai made a gesture of invitation to everyone.

"The residence of the Hehun clan is arranged in Donghua Pavilion. Please follow me."

The leading female nun named Yu smiled sweetly:

"Oh, I was originally planning to go to the West Garden, but now that Jiang Jianzun said that, I feel it's hard to open my mouth."

Jiang Tingbai smiled slightly: "Between Donghua Pavilion and Xiyuan, a dense forest formation was specially set up to prevent someone from passing through the forest and disturbing the distinguished guests of the Hehun Sect."

Yan Luoyue pondered it in her mind and felt that Jiang Tingbai was speaking sarcastically.

"Who said they would disturb us?"

The female cultivator named Yu looked at Jiang Tingbai deliberately with a joking look, and even quoted the joke that Jiang Tingbai had made before.

"We're here to choose food."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone laughed.

Jiang Tingbai waved his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Yu is still so straightforward."

The female cultivator surnamed Yu smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for twenty years since Jiang Jianzun went to Yunning Daze. I didn't expect that Jianzun's cultivation has reached a higher level, but his temperament is still as gentle as before."

Jiang Tingbai said slowly: "Fellow Daoist Yu is overjoyed. Your demeanor is the same as before."

"Really?" The female cultivator surnamed Yu teased, "But since we met, Jiang Jianzun has never looked at me carefully."

Jiang Tingbai didn't fall for her provocation and just shook his head calmly: "Fellow Daoist Yu, you are joking."

In the Hehunzong's team, a girl laughed out loud.

"Okay, Senior Sister Yu, this is your eleventh attempt to pursue Jiang Jianzun and he has failed. Give me a chance and let me do it."

"Go to hell, you've failed eight times, it's not your turn - let me do it, let me do it, I was rejected by Jiang Jianzun six times."

"I am even more at a disadvantage. I have only done it four times..."

Listening to these female practitioners of the Hehun Sect counting the number of times they were rejected by Jiang Tingbai like naming a dish.

Even though she was just the junior sister of the person involved, Yan Luoyue felt a drop of cold sweat slowly trickling down her forehead.

After finally sending the female practitioners of the Hehun Sect away, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"call--!"

Jiang Tingbai turned around and saw the exaggerated expressions of his junior brothers and sisters, and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

He patted them on the shoulders comfortingly and whispered:

"In fact, not only you, but I also breathed a sigh of relief."

Yan Luoyue smiled mischievously: "Brother, why are you so nervous? Being liked by many beautiful girls is obviously a good thing."

Jiang Tingbai burst out laughing on the spot.

"You can't say that. It's important for people to know themselves."

He patted Yan Luoyue's hair for a long time, and taught the little junior sister earnestly to prevent her from being deceived by the monks of the Hehun Sect when she grows up:

"Take the 'pursuit' just now for example - they don't like me at all, they are just crazy about cultivation."

Hearing this, Yan Luoyue looked at Jiang Tingbai in surprise:

When ordinary monks saw the female monks of the Hehun Sect, they would either sneer at them like gentlemen.

Or they would feel itchy inside and couldn't help but want to go over and see if there was any advantage they could take.

I didn't expect that Senior Brother would interpret the Hehun Sect's skills in this way.

No wonder the disciples of the Hehun Sect kept talking about pursuit, but in reality their attitude towards Jiang Tingbai was mainly one of familiarity and respect, and they could even make a few harmless jokes.

"Yes, I understand, brother."

Seeing that the junior sister understood his suggestion, Jiang Tingbai gave her an approving look.

He straightened up, took out a jade slip from his sleeve and looked at it, and a gentle smile soon appeared on his face.

"The next team we are going to receive is the Hansong Sect in the Snow Region... Well, there is someone in this team that you are very familiar with."

…

Yan Luoyue originally thought that the "acquaintance" Jiang Tingbai was talking about was the Sect Master Song of the Hansong Sect, who was the frail man who was a weapon refining master like Ji Qinghong at the Qianlian Conference.

However, she never expected that Hansongmen would bring Lingshuanghun with her!

Yan Luoyue: “!!!”

Wu Manshuang: “!!!”

Wow, this is such an unexpected surprise.

After almost a year, Turtle, Snake and Crane finally reunited.

Jiang Tingbai was very sympathetic to the feelings of the three friends getting together, and gave them a short vacation on the spot.

Yan Luoyue said "Oh Yeah", pulled up Ling Shuanghun, and flew with him towards the direction of the four pit peaks.

"That's great, Xiaoling, you came to visit us so soon! Manshuang and I have been missing you these days!"

Wu Manshuang nodded heavily, proving that what he said was true:

"Luoyue and I have both written the latest letter. It is now on our desk. We were planning to mail it to you tonight."

In response to his friends' concern, Ling Shuanghun was deeply moved and flapped his wings continuously.

"Xiaoyan, Xiaowu, thank you." Ling Shuanghun said deeply.

"But could you please get off my back first? I say - is this how you think of me?!"

A white crane was seen flying across the sky, with a turtle and a snake on its back.

Yan Luoyue burst into laughter: "Left, left, yes, turn southwest... Hahaha, Manshuang and I really miss you, it's just that we haven't seen each other for so long, so when we saw each other, we couldn't help but want to get close to you!"

Wu Manshuang: "Yeah, yeah! Really!"

"I'd be crazy if I believed you~~~~~"

In response to this sophistry, Ling Shuanghun sang loudly on the spot.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he raised his voice by an octave and sang in a coloratura.

In short, after some extreme driving, the white crane finally landed on the four pit peaks in a crooked manner.

The turtle and the snake rolled down from the red-crowned crane's back.

The three of them transformed into human form again, sniffed the slightly sweet scent of grass, spread their arms and legs, and lay freely on the soft and delicious grass.

"I brought you gifts."

Ling Shuanghun pretended to be mysterious and said, "Guess who I met in the Biluo River? I asked them for a small gift, which is priceless in the outside world!"

If he hadn't mentioned Biluo River, Yan Luoyue might not have guessed it.

But when Ling Shuanghun mentioned this key place name, and added modifiers such as "priceless"...

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang turned their heads at the same time and smiled at each other.

"Well, let me guess." Yan Luoyue pretended to be serious, "Is it the 108 postures of being dragged into the water by the foot pole?"

"Well, let me guess." Wu Manshuang followed closely, "Could it be that the mermaids plucked your feathers, Xiaoling?"

Ling Shuanghun: “…”

Ling Shuanghun suddenly turned over and sat up, looking at the two people in surprise: "It turns out that you all know about my experience in Biluo River!"

He opened his palms, and in his palms lay two pearly mermaid tears.

Yan Luoyue made a face at him and said, "Xiao Ling, you are out of date. Nowadays, we all use mermaid pearls to grind into powder and plant trees!"

Ling Shuanghun: “?”

Knowing that Yan Luoyue was not a serious person, Ling Shuanghun looked at Wu Manshuang in disbelief.

Wu Manshuang nodded affirmatively: "Yes, Luoyue took it to plant trees."

Ling Shuanghun: “…”

What? Is there such a wasteful way to use the mermaid pearl?

Hey man, this is what you can do, why don’t you cut the jade cabbage and put it on the plate?

Facing their good friends' wide eyes, Wu Manshuang and Yan Luoyue smiled happily.

The evil-minded little turtle and little snake, one on each side, pulled Ling Shuanghun back to the lawn.

Then, they talked to each other and filled in the second half of the story for the White Crane historian.

"...In short, in order to plant the mirror tree, we visited the mermaid tribe and solved the mystery of the mermaid whistle."

Yan Luoyue rummaged through the storage bag at her waist and found the piece of silk covered with red words.

This piece of silk had been soaked in water for at least half a year, but every word on it was still bright red as if it had just been written.

Ling Shuanghun murmured, "I have no knowledge of the demon language..."

The demon race began recording history three thousand years ago.

Before that, they didn't even have the awareness of preserving their own history. Could they expect the demon race to understand the writing of the devil race?

But despite saying this, Bai He still gladly accepted the mermaid silk.

After carefully studying those ghostly drawings for nearly a quarter of an hour, Ling Shuanghun finally put forward his first guess.

"I don't think it's paragraphs of text... it's more like a list or something like that."

Yan Luoyue asked curiously: "Why do you say that?"

Ling Shuanghun's fingers moved on the snow-white silk:

"It's very simple. If it's a paragraph of text, it must repeat some common conjunctions. For example, '的', '是', '个'..."

Yan Luoyue added in her mind: For example, the prepositions in Yingyu are "to", "on", "at", "about"...

No matter what language it is, there should be words to express transitions or connections.

Ling Shuanghun bent his fingers and lightly tapped the blood-red words.

"But if you look at these characters, there are basically no repeated glyphs. And judging by the handwriting, it looks like many people wrote them at the same time."

“So, I guess it’s a list.”

As for the red pigment that can be used to write on the mermaid silk, Ling Shuanghun gave the answer without blinking.

"According to legend, the blood of the mirage girl can do that."

Among the crane songs of the Crane Tribe, there is a love song that specifically records this kind of content.

Ling Shuanghun hummed in a low voice: "The mermaid weeps pearly tears, the mirage girl's elixir blood coagulates. The engraved arm writes earnestly, the kindness is between the white gauze. The clear gauze is embroidered with Luo characters, and they swear to always have compassion for each other..."

Yan Luoyue blinked to herself as she listened to the white crane's melodious and graceful song.

Coincidentally, she was also familiar with the race called "Mirage Girl".

——Yes, that’s right, this race that lives in the big clam shells all year round is also the demon race in "The Unity of All Worlds".

"Xiao Ling, do you know where to find the Mirage Girl?"

Ling Shuanghun shook his head and shook the piece of silk that was covered with scribbles.

"To be honest, it was only after seeing this mermaid silk that I realized that the 'Mirage Girl' was not just a legend... At least in the records of the Crane Clan within the past three thousand years, I don't know where the Mirage Girl is."

At the same time, in Wu Manshuang's inherited memory, there is no memory related to the monster called "Mirage Girl".

Yan Luoyue nodded and kept this matter in mind.

The three of them lay down again, and the topic began to spread to other directions.

Ling Shuanghun and Yan Luoyue each briefly described their experiences in the past few days.

Ling Shuanghun admitted that after leaving Biluo River, he went to the Snow Region.

Not long ago, he was attacked by monsters in the snowy region and was rescued by Sect Master Song. He stayed in Hansong Sect for a few days to recuperate from his injuries.

Knowing that the sword competition would be held in Guiyuan Sect soon, Ling Shuanghun joined Sect Master Song's team and came to visit his friend.

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang also recounted their experiences of reaching the four pit peaks.

For example, this peak was called Radish Peak not long ago.

For example, there is a second master in the peak, and his personality may be very compatible with you, Xiaoling...

Before the two of them could continue talking, they talked about their past as disciples who passed on the Dharma and swept across the other three peaks.

Someone coughed clearly in the shade of the trees not far away.

"Junior brother, junior sister, are you calling me?"

The man's presence was concealed too well before, just like a brush casually thrown on a tree, completely blending into the environment and not attracting the attention of the three of them at all.

It was not until the other party took the initiative at this time that the three of them noticed his existence.

In an instant, Ling Shuanghun screamed in shock and jumped up on the spot.

"This... Brother Bi?" Ling Shuanghun asked tentatively, "Are you okay?"

Why is a living person... no, a living pen, being hung upside down on a tree?

I saw the white jade-like beauty with her legs hanging straight upside down, and her long black hair drooping like a waterfall.

In such a tortured posture, the face of the beauty in red seemed even paler, enough to arouse sympathy from most people in the world.

Of course, Ling Shuanghun’s thinking was simpler - if it wasn’t in broad daylight, he would have thought he had seen a ghost.

Second teacher Mi Jichen folded up his body, untied the red rope hanging from the tree around his feet, and slowly rolled over to the ground.

He explained: "Today the weather is good, so I made a hammock and took a nap under the shade of a tree. When I woke up, I happened to hear my junior brothers and sisters mention my name..."

Judging from Ling Shuanghun's frightened expression, his heart and eyes were filled with incomprehension.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

No, Master Er, you don't understand. The hammocks that most people think of are not the ones that hang upside down.

Moreover, it does not mean hanging yourself upside down!

Mi Ji Chen looked intently at the lawn where the three men had fought, rolled over, and even lay with their arms and legs spread out.

“…”

There was a hint of pity in his eyes and he shook his head gently.

"Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Sister, why are you playing here?"

"What's wrong?"

Being looked at like this by Second Master, Yan Luoyue suddenly felt uneasy.

She looked out onto the lawn to make sure there were no fine signs or anything like that nearby.

Mi Jichen sighed leisurely: "This is Master's favorite lawn."

Yan Luoyue was surprised: "Ah?"

Mi Jimin kindly explained, "Master usually likes to eat the fresh grass just plucked from this lawn..."

"What?" Yan Luoyue didn't react for a moment, "Just pull it off and eat it directly? Do you want to eat it raw?"

The second teacher was shocked when he heard this: "What else? Do rabbits eat grass and cook it before eating?"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Well, that seems to be the case...

After being reminded by Mi Jichen, Wu Manshuang's gaze towards the lawn became noticeably nervous.

Under his special attention, the lawn that was just a little messy and wilted just now looked like it was about to die!

Yan Luoyue: “!!!”

Yes, the little snake is also a plant killer...

Mi Jimin sighed and kindly suggested, "Master will be back today, and he will be able to see the appearance of this lawn at a glance... Otherwise, why don't you run first?"

Anyway, at the sword competition, Ji Qinghong would find all kinds of excuses to go out for a stroll in order to avoid being caught.

Junior brothers and sisters only need to hide in another peak for one or two nights and come back after the master leaves.

After the sword competition is over, the lawn should grow back. By then, won't the wind and the sea be calm and the clouds will disappear?

——The above is the idea of ​​a mature second-level writer.

Mi Jichen's plan was good, but he overlooked two things.

First, the Second Master did not know the lethality of Wu Man Shuang.

Mi Ji Chen didn't know that after being stared at seriously by Wu Man Shuang for a while, this piece of grass was probably beyond saving.

Second, Mi Ji Chen completely underestimated how reckless Yan Luoyue and the other two were!

So, after this suggestion was made, Mi Ji Chen saw three little heads gathered together and discussed secretly for a while.

Soon after, the three of them came up with a very genius result -

They have to run away, but before that, they have to find a scapegoat first!

Just do it.

Yan Luoyue and the other two rolled up their sleeves and went to the back mountain and dug out a nest of little bastards.

Then, they very wickedly threw these little bastards onto the lawn where Ji Qinghong usually ate snacks.

The three men held down the rabbits and forced them to eat until their bellies were full.

Mi Jichen: “…”

Yan Luoyue said sincerely: "In short, the damage to the lawn has nothing to do with us. It was all an unintentional mistake by the little bunnies."

Mi Jichen: “…”

When Master comes back, do you think he will believe it?

At this moment, Er Shibi's spiritual world was deeply shocked by the low standards of the demon race.

He thought silently in his heart: Although those who eat grass are literally a group of little rabbits.

——But these three people in front of me are simply three little bastards in the spiritual sense!

The three little bunnies put the pot on the rabbits and let the rabbits chew and eat happily with their three-part mouths. Then they decisively picked up the bucket and ran away.

If they go to Jianfeng, they might be charged for accommodation, but if they go to Fufeng, they don’t have a particularly good relationship with Fufeng.

After some consideration, the three of them tentatively decided to go and seek refuge with Senior Sister Chang Lili at Danfeng.

After all, Senior Sister is a beautiful and kind person, and apart from always wanting to breed people, she has no other flaws.

Moreover, they had just left Danfeng not long ago, so maybe there was a room reserved for them there!

…

Chang Lili accepted the three of them with her tolerant scientific spirit.

Then that night, according to reliable sources, Ji Qinghong changed the name of the peak to "Little Rabbit Peak" overnight.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

…

While staying at Danfeng, Ling Shuanghun wanted to borrow the video records of Jiang Tingbai's sword conference in the name of Yan Luoyue.

"Sure, I'll go to the library to borrow it tomorrow."

Yan Luoyue agreed immediately: "But what do you want this for, Xiaoling? To add to the history of the Sword Dao Conference?"

"No." Ling Shuanghun shook his head seriously, "We were attacked by a monster before, and it was thanks to Sect Master Song who came to our rescue."

"He is the current master of refining instruments. Although I am grateful to him, I have no way to repay him. But I still want to find a way to repay him."

After much thought, Ling Shuanghun set his sights on the sword competition.

To this day, everyone only knows that Chu Tiankuo, who won the championship in the sword competition, was a crazy maniac who was obsessed with killing his fellow junior brothers and sisters, as well as half of the innocent people in Shancha Town.

However, only a few people know that Chu Tiankuo's junior fellow apprentice is named Song Qingchi, and he is the biological son of the leader of the Hansong Sect, Song.

Ling Shuanghun sighed, "Back then, Sect Master Song treated Chu Tiankuo as his own son. Even when Xuesong Sect participated in the Sword Dao Conference, it was Chu Tiankuo who led the team down the mountain. No one could have imagined that Sect Master Song's eldest disciple would do such a thing in the end."

Yan Luoyue advised: "If you want the jade slip image from that year, I can lend it to you. But what is the attitude of Sect Master Song towards this matter?"

Wu Manshuang added: "If he just wanted to avoid this matter, but someone told him the news again, wouldn't that just add to his sadness?"

Ling Shuanghun frowned slightly.

"You know, I'm a historian, and I often have some insider information that others can't."

"After being rescued by Sect Master Song, I recalled an old story - there are rumors that Song Qingchi is not dead, and someone has seen him near Shancha Town..."

"Cha Town?"

Yan Luoyue was horrified: "The Shancha Town where half of the people were slaughtered?"

Ling Shuanghun nodded heavily and said, "That's right."

…

On the second day, Yan Luoyue borrowed the jade slip from the library to take pictures.

There is a sword-fighting conference going on recently, and there is a wave of enthusiasm in the sect. The videos of the sword-fighting conference that year are also being borrowed by disciples.

When Yan Luoyue arrived at the library, some of the jade slips had even been borrowed by others.

After using up all the borrowing quotas, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang borrowed a total of 20 jade slips.

Among these twenty pieces, there are only two jade slips engraved with Chu Tiankuo's image.

One is the record of Chu Tiankuang’s eleventh ring battle that year.

The other one is an image of the awards ceremony at the end of the conference.

That ring fight was so boring, no wonder the jade slip was left behind.

According to the records in the jade slip, the opponent assigned to Chu Tiankuo at that time was not very strong.

That person was just lucky, he happened to encounter a relatively smooth grouping, so he fought smoothly all the way to the eleventh game.

On the other hand, Chu Tiankuo had a look of fatigue on his face when he walked onto the stage, and his silver sword robe had a dangerous tear on his chest.

Through the torn collar, one could vaguely see Chu Tian's broad, strong and firm chest.

Apparently, he had a tough fight in his tenth match.

As for the precious sword in Chu Tiankuo's hand, a deep cut was made in the middle of the blade, and the sword was covered with fine cracks.

Almost every time Chu Tiankuo's sword collided with his opponent's, the cracks on the sword in his hand became clearer.

Suddenly, the opponent's sword came dangerously high into the air.

The long, rainbow-like sword blade brushed past Chu Tiankuan's ear, leaving a thin bloody mark on the side of his face.

At the same time, Chu Tiankuan put the sword back into its sheath with one hand.

The long sword, which could no longer hold on, finally broke into several pieces in his scabbard.

As for Chu Tiankuo's other hand, he used a move of bare-handed fighting against a sharp blade.

The moment he passed by his opponent, he snatched the sword from him and put the weapon on his neck.

"Brother Wei, I'm grateful for your kindness."

The referee announced on the spot that the winner was Chu Tiankuang.

The young man in the silver robe bowed, then without blinking, he turned the hilt of the sword upside down, held the sword in his palm, and returned the opponent's precious sword as it was.

However, perhaps because everything went so smoothly for Chu Tiankuo, his opponent was suddenly taken down, and he became furious in an instant.

The man actually grasped the hilt of the sword without any restraint, and with the hilt in hand and the tip of the sword pointing towards Chu Tiankuan's chest, he stabbed straight into Chu Tiankuan's chest!

The stab was fast and fierce, and it happened instantly.

For a moment, even the referee who was there to maintain order didn't have time to stop it.

However, Chu Tiankuan's reaction was faster and more accurate!

He just flipped his palm and flicked his fingers to deflect the opponent's sword.

At the same time, Chu Tiankuo's retreat was as smooth as oil.

In just one-tenth of a blink of an eye, he had already spun around his opponent like a top and appeared behind him.

At the same time, a clear male voice sounded above their heads.

I saw a young man with an elegant face in a green robe standing on the railing of the attic. He leaned over and threw a scabbarded long sword towards Chu Tiankuan.

"Brother, take the sword!"

Chu Tian laughed loudly, flew up, and grabbed the long sword in mid-air.

Before he landed on the ground, Chu Tiankuan had already drawn his sword.

Then, he turned the scabbard upside down, and with the same posture as when he returned the sword just now, he held the blade in his hand and used the handle of the Panlong sword to hit his opponent hard on the back!

This seemed like a silent mockery, or perhaps an expression of the swordsman's supreme disdain.

——Even if the blade is facing me and the handle is facing you, the outcome of this battle will not change.

Until his opponent was knocked to the ground and fell to the ground, Chu Tiankuo didn't even look at him, but stepped steadily past the defeated man.

"The desire to win or lose is only to hurt others with swords."

After saying this, the young man in silver clothes jumped off the platform lightly.

Half a step away from where he landed, a girl with a beautiful smile was already waiting there.

"Brother, put on your robe!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already draped a pitch-black cloak over Chu Tiankuo's shoulders.

Chu Tiankuo fastened the silver wolf ornament with one hand to cover the large area of ​​his chest.

He rubbed the girl's head affectionately, and then put his arm around the shoulder of a young man in blue who had come down from the attic at some point in time.

The three people walked side by side, splitting off a path from the crowd and gradually disappeared into the image.

“…”

Yan Luoyue and the other two took turns reading the contents of the jade tablet.

Until Wu Manshuang was the last one to finish watching the video, the three of them looked at each other and no one spoke for a long time.

After a while, Wu Manshuang was the first to speak: "The three of them... look great."

There was some hesitation and confusion in his tone.

A boy throwing swords, a girl in a robe, and a swordsman who just returned from a victory.

They are in their prime, full of vigor and vitality, just like the bright new spring flowers on the branches.

At that time, who could bear to think about the scene of their most handsome and trusted senior brother stabbing his sword into the chests of the other two?

Yan Luoyue sighed and looked at Ling Shuanghun: "That young man in green robe...I guess he is Song Qingchi?"

Ling Shuanghun nodded, still saying nothing.

His mind was obviously still immersed in the image just now.

At least from this jade slip, no one could tell that there was any discord among these three brothers and sisters.

Yan Luoyue's eyes fell on the second jade slip: "Take a look at this one?"

Wu Manshuang and Ling Shuanghun nodded in unison.

The award ceremony video is long and quite boring.

Fortunately, the cultivation world does not have the habit of awarding the championship trophy last, so they only need to read the first paragraph.

In the video, Chu Tiankuo was seen walking onto the stage, wearing a silver robe that looked as if covered in snow.

Gui Yuanzong's disciples held trays and presented a wide variety of prizes.

The young man in silver clothes didn't even look at this, he turned around and pulled out two junior brothers and sisters from the stage!

Amid the quiet gasps and screams of surprise from everyone in the room, Chu Tiankuo smiled wildly at everyone.

He said loudly: "The three of us brothers and sisters will go east to the Snow Region and do something great together to make our name known to the world!"

The sheriff said sternly: "No one without any business is allowed on the awarding stage!"

The young man in green robe and the young girl in pink held hands, giggled quietly, and jumped down from the awarding platform as nimbly as peach blossoms and leaves.

Chu Tiankuan pretended to be serious and laughed it off.

"Really? I didn't know that before, I won't do it again next time..."

However, a somewhat mischievous and cunning look still continued to reveal itself from the young man's spirited eyes and brows.

The law enforcement elder was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "The sword competition is only open to sword practitioners under the age of 30, and it only opens once every 20 years... Where do you get the next time from!"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh: "Hahahahaha!"

Amidst the laughter and joy, Chu Tiankuan picked his cassia branch.

Cutting off the video still playing on the jade slip, Yan Luoyue sighed: "The three of them really look good."

The echoes of the past are still there, but when you think about the ending, it is even more sad.

Wu Manshuang suddenly said, "Luoyue, Xiaoling, let's get to the bottom of this matter."

Under the white veil, he cast a firm look towards Yan Luoyue.

The three people in the image reminded Wu Manshuang of herself, Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun.

Maybe they have different personalities, or maybe they follow different traditions...

However, the most genuine friendship, no matter how many decades or hundreds of years pass, will still be able to break through images and space and touch the hearts of viewers at the first moment.

Perhaps it was the stubbornness that was unique to her character, Wu Man Shuang didn't believe that there were any old friends whose hearts could change so easily.

"Okay." Yan Luoyue sorted out the jade slips and nodded without thinking, "I was just about to check that too!"

…

The initial plan of the three people was to wait until the sword competition was over before going to Shancha Town to find out what was going on.

Unexpectedly, before the sword competition even started, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang couldn't stand it anymore and decided to slip away.

It's not their fault that they ran too fast.

The truth is, Ji Qinghong has an unshirkable responsibility.

After realizing that his green grass snacks were destroyed by the little bastards, I don’t know what Ji Qinghong said to the sect.

From then on, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang were captured and beaten every day.

The sect assigned them to entertain and meet visitors... and usually these were visitors who had a grudge against Ji Qinghong!

Those with good temperament will not argue with the younger ones, and will take out a red envelope or treasure on the spot as a meeting gift.

Those with narrow minds interrogated Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang with a fake smile.

They would like to ask, why did Ji Qinghong accept these two little bastards as his disciples?

What are their special features? Can you show us how they do it?

The awkward atmosphere at the scene was just like when your relatives ask you to perform a show in public during the Chinese New Year.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Just after the third day of this, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang discussed it and decided that they couldn't go on like this.

Before leaving, they left a note for Ji Qinghong and Jiang Tingbai, then took Ling Shuanghun and fled overnight.

The first stop of our destination is Son Tra Town!

After riding on the small flying saucer for about dozens of miles, Yan Luoyue suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Manshuang, in the note you gave to Master, what was the reason for traveling?"

Wu Manshuang said naturally: "I'm telling the truth."

After a brief pause, Wu Manshuang suddenly realized something: "Wait, are you...?"

Yan Luoyue hesitated and said, "Of course I told Master... I went to find him some delicious green grass snacks and some bunnies that can eat grass better!"

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Wu Manshuang touched Yan Luoyue's forehead and comforted her, "It's okay. If you get beaten when you come back, I'll accompany you."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Three days later, a paper crane caught up with Yan Luoyue's flying saucer.

The paper crane comes from senior brother Jiang Tingbai.

In the letter, he asked: "Master changed the name of our peak to 'Wujia Kegui Peak'. Do you have any idea about this matter, little junior sister?"