Chapter 450 Oh my god, there’s a localized rainstorm!
"I haven't seen you for two months, and Bai Ze has grown so big."
Zhou Xian looked at Bai Ze with his wings spread out, a smile in his eyes.
Bai Ze made a cheerful sound, and the blue light around him suddenly dimmed. He shrank from a figure with wings spread over a meter to a snow-white ball the size of a kitten, and stumbled into Zhou Xian's arms.
There were still a few pieces of water splashed on the fur.
Previously in Beihai, Zhou Xian single-handedly fended off many masters and rescued Bai Ze.
Bai Ze is a divine beast and understands human nature, so naturally he remembers Zhou Xian.
"I won't talk to you anymore. I need to practice sword fighting more, or I won't be criticized by my master tomorrow."
Xia Mengmeng had a bitter face.
"Junior sister, let me practice with you!"
Li Qingshan rushed towards Xia Mengmeng before he finished speaking.
The fourth brother was anxious, "Third Brother, you are so disloyal! Didn't you agree to practice with me?!"
He didn't finish his words.
The back of his collar suddenly tightened, and Bai Yu pulled him back like a chicken.
She stabbed the ground with her spear, sending up gravel. "Senior Sister will practice with you."
The fourth brother's face turned pale in an instant. He looked at the white jade tip of the gun that was shining with cold light, his Adam's apple rolled and he couldn't speak.
He recalled the scene yesterday when Zhou witnessed Bai Yu and Zhou Xian sparring and saw three deep grooves carved into the Cold Pool Cliff. His calves trembled. "Big Sister, I suddenly feel like I've completely grasped the 'Calming Heart Technique'. I need to meditate and digest it..."
"Digestion?"
Bai Yu raised an eyebrow, and the spear swept up a strand of his hair and cut it off. "That's perfect. Senior Sister will help you 'consolidate' your inner method."
The fourth child was about to cry.
He doesn't want to practice with the senior sister.
With the Senior Sister’s reckless fighting style, will he be able to face the Master’s torture tomorrow?
Seeing this, Li Qingshan secretly patted his chest, looking as if he was lucky that he escaped quickly.
"Second Brother..."
The fourth brother wanted to struggle a bit more, "How about you practice a few moves with me?"
Second Brother is gentle and good-tempered by nature, and his attack... shouldn't be as severe as that of the eldest sister, right?
As he spoke, he moved closer to Zhou Xian, trying to avoid Bai Yu's "death stare".
"I fought with Senior Sister for three days and three nights. I'm tired and don't want to move."
Zhou Xian was combing Bai Ze's feathers. Hearing this, he looked up and chuckled, "It would be good to let Senior Sister accompany you to practice. When facing Master's abuse tomorrow, you will be able to adapt quickly."
Su Qian's eyes twitched when he heard the word "ravage".
Is it that serious?
"One of them broke an arm and the other broke a leg during their sparring yesterday. You dare to let your second senior brother practice with you? Warrior!" Li Qingshan's gloating voice came.
Anyway, he didn't dare to ask the senior sister or the second brother to practice with him.
The words were not finished.
Bai Yu suddenly thrust his spear into the ground, sending gravel flying. "Stop talking nonsense. Either practice spear fighting with me, or soak in the cold pond for three hours to clear your head."
The fourth brother closed his mouth instantly and was lifted into the air by Bai Yu with his body stiff.
Li Qingshan hid behind a tree, stuck out half of his face and made a gesture of "I am sorry for the loss" to the fourth brother.
"Li Qingshan."
Bai Yu turned his head, the spear in his palm emitting a silver light, "Are you free?"
"No, not idle!"
Li Qingshan stood up straight abruptly, his smile uglier than tears. "I'm going to practice with my junior sister. I'll try to hold my own against Master tomorrow."
After saying that, he ran away as fast as he could, fearing that he would be caught by Bai Yu in the next second.
After all, every time you fight with Bai Yu, you'll lose a layer of skin.
In comparison, the junior sister was more gentle.
"Isn't it a good thing to have someone to guide your cultivation?"
Xiao Liu blinked, looking at them in confusion. "Why are they all so nervous as if they've seen a ghost when they heard that Brother Lu Yao wants to specify his cultivation level?"
Zhou Xian opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally said:
“…You’ll find out tomorrow.”
He kept it a secret.
Bai Ze pointed his claws at the fourth brother who was running away in fear on the martial arts stone, as if to say "look at that useless guy".
Su Qian couldn't help laughing as she watched the fourth brother being chased all over the cliff by Bai Yu.
The guy ran while shouting, "Senior Sister, I really know the art of calming the mind."
Looking diagonally across from him, Li Qingshan was battling Xia Mengmeng with swords and sabers, still jokingly saying, "Junior sister, you performed this move quite well, but the power was a little lacking—"
Before he could finish his words, Xia Mengmeng's sword had already brushed against the ends of his hair, cutting off a few strands of hair.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Xia Mengmeng was panting, her skirt stained with grass debris, "Take my 'Swift Wind and Thunder' move!"
The strong wind created by her sword cut Li Qingshan's belt.
The latter screamed, covering his pants and jumped back, but bumped into Bai Yu's arms who was practicing shooting.
"Li Qingshan! Get away from me!"
The white jade spear suddenly turned, and the tip of the spear stopped three inches away from Li Qingshan's throat. "If you dare to hit my moves again, I will nail you to the martial arts stone and dry you into jerky!"
"Don't! Senior Sister! I was wrong!"
Li Qingshan immediately admitted his defeat and rushed towards Xia Mengmeng with his sword in hand: "Junior Sister! Don't use those rogue moves!!!"
Four figures moved as fast as lightning.
It was running around the entire cold pond in the back mountain at a very fast speed, so fast that Su Qian couldn't see it with the naked eye.
"Is this their strength?"
Su Qian was mesmerized, her eyes full of longing.
It seems that Lu Yao's "guidance" left an indelible impression on them, otherwise they would not have used all their skills to cram at the last minute.
The white jade spear was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and every swing would stir up the water ten feet high.
Li Qingshan's long sword was as powerful as a rainbow, weaving layers of sword nets on the water surface.
The two people's spiritual power collided again.
It actually stirred up a huge column of water in the center of the cold pond, and then exploded with a "bang", splashing water everywhere.
The exploding water splashed down like a torrential rain, hitting Su Qian and Xiao Liu on the head.
"Oh my god, it's a localized rainstorm!"
Xiaoliu exclaimed.
He subconsciously hid behind Bai Ze, but saw Zhou Xian raise his hand and wave, and a transparent spiritual barrier opened like a giant umbrella, blocking all the splashing water three feet away.
"Third brother, be careful not to hurt the master's wife."
Zhou Xian's voice was filled with helplessness.
Li Qingshan was busy tying his belt when he stumbled and nearly fell into the water. He hurriedly turned around and saluted: "Second Brother, you are right! Little Junior Sister, be gentle--"
The words were not finished.
Xia Mengmeng's sword passed by his ear again.
"If you dare to get ten feet closer to the cold pond, I will throw you into the pile of spirit fish!"
"Bang!"
The white jade spear hit Li Qingshan's butt accurately.
The pain made him jump three feet high, clutching his buttocks and howling: "Master Sister murdered a fellow disciple!"
The entire back mountain was resounding with the wails of Lao Si and the screams of Li Qingshan. The former was chased by the white jade spear and ran around the cold pond for more than ten laps, while the latter was beaten on the head by Xia Mengmeng's sword tassel and shouted as he ran.
Inside the main hall, Lu Yao stood with his hands behind his back.
Listening to the noise coming from the back mountain, a smile appeared in his eyes.
He raised his hand and waved his sleeves.
A spiritual power turned into a barrier covering the back mountain.
To prevent the disciples from "competing" and actually demolishing Jinting Mountain.
"These kids..."
He murmured softly, the curve of his lips becoming more and more obvious, "Not bad."
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