Eternal gate

"What? Wei Chuan wants to challenge Ji Hen?"

In the early morning, when the sky was just getting bright, I heard surprising sounds one after another.

Too many disciples knew it. As for why they knew it, it was the news from Weichuan.

It's time to deal with Ji Hen. How can we not make the most noise and let the entire Tianzong see how awesome Wei Chuan is? How can such a wonderful scene be without an audience?

The more people come, the better. If Yue Ling also comes, it will be even more perfect.

"With his strength, he has the nerve to challenge Ji Hen." Lin Xie couldn't help but curled his lips after hearing this.

He knew how strong Wei Chuan was, but it was not comparable to a third-rate guy like Yan Kang. If he opened the body-protecting Tiangang, not to mention Ji Hen, even he would have to fly out.

"You're obviously bullying others!" Sikong Jiannan shrugged.

These are two good friends, no matter how busy they are, they are always indispensable, and they have already gone to the martial arts stage.

In the direction of the martial arts stage, there are already crowds of people. It is early in the morning. His spiritual power is strong, but he does not want to practice. He likes to join in the fun, mainly involving Ji Hen. These days, he is the most popular.

"Ji Hen is afraid that he will kneel down!"

"You said the same thing when Yan Kang challenged Ji Hen. As a result, the three of them were maimed."

"Can Yan Kang compare with Wei Chuan?"

The spectators have already chosen their seats before the war begins. Those who like to watch the theater cannot get together. Whenever they get together, there will be discussions, ridicules, ridicules, sighs and tuts.

Many people came, including both new and old disciples.

There were also a few elders who were either passing by or came here specifically to watch the show. They also chose a comfortable place, took out their pipes, smoked, and blew out the smoke rings deeply, filling the air with smoke. , as if practicing immortality.

Wei Chuan also arrived, holding a folding fan and swaying in white clothes. He walked slowly, with a certain style, and he was getting better. There was a smile on his face, which seemed to make people bathe in the spring breeze, but in fact, it was a joke. Even so, it can't conceal his majestic talent. What the theatergoers said is true. He is an extraordinary disciple and has the potential to be a true disciple, far beyond what Yan Kang and others can compare with.

"Senior Brother Wei, morning."

"Um."

The crowd made a way and greeted him a lot.

Wei Chuan's response was full of force. He answered everything with just one word "hmm". He stepped onto the stage in one step and stood still. His back was as tall and straight as ever before, like a monument. With the jade tree facing the wind, it made many female disciples' beautiful eyes flutter. .

"To fight a real spirit, you still have to put up such a big battle."

Lin Xie pouted again, I really don't know where this guy got his sense of superiority.

But having said that, Wei Chuan does have the capital, at least he can't fight.

"There are so many girls here!" Sikong Jiannan touched his chin and looked left and right. He came to watch the show and look at the pretty girls. In his eyes, they were just big cabbages.

And Qingyao is one of them.

She also came, not to see the fight, but to see Wei Chuan being hammered.

In her opinion, under the Eighth Level Xuanyang Realm, there are probably not many opponents who can be Zhao Yun, and Wei Chuan is no exception. The body-protecting Tiangang is strong, but Zhao Yun is also able to defeat him. In terms of performance, he is absolutely crushed.

Youlan also appeared. She didn't come here on purpose. She was going to the Sutra Pavilion. She just passed by and took the time to take a look. In no particular order, there was Prajna, who came out to relax.

"Boy, you have the nerve to challenge the True Spirit Realm."

Su Yu also appeared, strolling over with a wine bottle.

A boy was calling Wei Chuan, which made Wei Chuan look ugly.

Everyone calls him Senior Brother, but Su Yu doesn't give him any face.

Su Yu was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, so he stepped onto a stone and took a look to see if Yue Ling was here. He didn't see Yue Ling, but he saw Yue Ling's junior sister, standing gracefully.

He stumbled over and said with a smile, "Sister, where is your senior sister?"

"I'm in seclusion." You Lan opened her lips slightly.

Su Yu coughed dryly but did not leave. He turned on chatting mode and had to get close to this little junior sister. Chasing Yue Ling in the future would be of great help. At least, he would be more reliable than Ji Hen.

"Why don't you come?" Many people looked at each other.

One protagonist has arrived, but the other protagonist is still missing.

In this way, they unconsciously thought that Ji Hen who used the back door did not dare to come.

They guessed half of it right.

Zhao Yun wanted to come. He wanted to come over and get money even before he had eaten.

However, Yunyan was not allowed to do so and forced him to stay.

After all, she was still worried about something happening to her disciple.

Wei Chuan was not an ordinary disciple. It would be strange if her disciples went up and were not maimed.

People! You have to be cowardly when it's time to be cowardly. It's better to be cowardly, but it's safer to be cowardly.

"Master, this...isn't good!"

Mu Qinghan coughed dryly and glanced at the crooked neck tree.

Why did he glance at the crooked neck tree? It was because Zhao Yun was hanging on it, still tied up with five flowers, swaying back and forth with the gusts of wind, and he was still in a coma.

This is all Yun Yan's work, mainly because the little disciple always wants to run away.

Helpless, she had no choice but to help Zhao Yun get some sleep.

"It's better than being maimed."

Yunyan said something leisurely while flipping through the ancient books.

She still knew about Wei Chuan at Luoxia Peak. Even though he looked like a bitch, he was actually a ruthless master. Her disciple went to fight, and there was no doubt whether he could come back alive. After all, he was a martial artist. Taiwan, some things are beyond their control.

In this case, it is better to stay at home.

Mu Qinghan laughed dryly and sat under the old tree, sitting cross-legged and meditating.

Soon, Zhao Yun woke up and shook his head hard. His eyes were full of gold stars. He didn't know where he was following him. He was stunned by his master. When he woke up again, he was hanging here. He came to Zizhu Peak. This was the second time he was hung here, and he had an indissoluble bond with the Crooked Neck Tree.

"Master, I'm not like you." Zhao Yun fluttered, his head still feeling dizzy.

"If you are crippled, Chu Lan, it will be hard for me to explain." Yun Yan replied casually.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and finally resisted the urge to scold her, you prodigal bitch! It's delaying my earning money! Someone gave me money, but they didn't let me get it, so they left it hanging for me.

"Master is doing this for your own good," Mu Qinghan said.

"Those who use the back door, toad, after today, I will have another title." Zhao Yun swayed back and forth, saying something meaningful.

"What title?" Mu Qinghan asked subconsciously.

"A turtle with a shrunken head." Zhao Yun drooped his head.

Wait! Those restless masters will give him this title tomorrow. Maybe they will even make up a jingle for him and take him out for a walk whenever something happens.

"It is better for people to know how to advance and retreat than to be maimed."

"I... can still fight very well." Zhao Yun sighed.

During this period, he watched the clouds and smoke several times.

But his master seemed to have no intention of letting him go.

According to Yunyan, hanging on a tree is also a kind of practice.

If she and Moon God were together, they would have something to talk about and find reasons to be fresh and refined.

"Why don't you come?"

Zizhu Peak is peaceful, but the people at the martial arts stage are very impatient.

"You still have to say it? I don't dare to come!"

"He's just talking about it. At this point, he's more cowardly than anyone else."

"It's better if you don't come, otherwise you'll be maimed."

"In this case, giving him the title of a turtle with a shrinking head should be well deserved."

There was a lot of discussion again, and there was no hope anymore.

"With your strength, you can't defeat Wei Chuan?" Qingyao murmured, leaving the prisoner alone to mutter. Sometimes he raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of Zizhu Peak. If she expected it to be true, it was Master Yunyan who wouldn't let Zhao Yun come over. , came to Tianzong, not everyone knew Zhao Yun's true combat power.

"I really admire you."

Wei Chuan, standing on the battlefield, closed his eyes and sneered.

In his opinion, the one named Ji Hen was too frightened to challenge him.

Most people present thought so.

However, the onlookers have perseverance, even if they still have some hope, what if it comes? But we can’t miss the big show, especially those who want to see Zhao Yun make a fool of themselves, why are they still waiting?

"Senior sister, help me buy something!"

Zhao Yun swayed for a moment, even if he was hung here, he could not waste his time.

"What are you buying?" Mu Qinghan opened his eyes.

"Sky Eye Spiritual Juice." Zhao Yun said, "I have money in my pocket."

"What do you want the Heavenly Eye Spiritual Juice for?" Mu Qinghan raised his pretty eyebrows slightly. He had heard of that item. Only those with the Heavenly Eye can use it. Its price is not ordinary expensive, for such a small bottle, Just sell it for fifty thousand taels.

"I have a celestial eye, and I need to replenish my pupil power." Zhao Yun did not hide it, nor could he hide it.

"Do you have...eyes in the sky?"

Not only Mu Qinghan, but also Yun Yan glanced sideways for a moment, which they did not expect.

"No wonder you can see through Wei Teng's invisibility."

Mu Qinghan understood, took the money from Zhao Yun's pocket, and ran to the time-honored store.

"The Heavenly Eyes all have special abilities. What are your Heavenly Eyes capable of?" Mu Qinghan left, and Yunyan took over the conversation. He was such a leisurely master, and his movements of turning the pages of the book looked so graceful.

"Toru...um...genjutsu."

Zhao Yun blurted out one word, stopped hurriedly, and brought out the illusion.

Don't talk nonsense about the word "clairvoyance". If Yun Yan finds out about it, he will get a beating.

In fact, he is still very moral. Since he came to Zizhu Peak and the Great Xia Sect, he has never opened his eyes to see a female disciple or a female elder. As for the male disciples and male elders! It’s okay to look at it.

Yun Yan finally put down the book, came like the wind, and really looked at Zhao Yun's eyes, and finally her eyes fell on the left eye. It must be that the power of the pupils was severely exhausted, and the eyes were even slightly dim.

If she didn't look carefully, she wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

If Zhao Yun hadn't revealed it, she wouldn't have known that her disciple actually had a heavenly eye.

"Let me go! We'll share the winning money equally." Zhao Yun chuckled.

"Win money?" Yun Yan was amused.

Against Wei Chuan, he would burn incense without being beaten to death, and he also wanted to win money.

Her disciples are also big-hearted.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was so restless, she added another restriction.

Anyway, if Zhao Yun is not allowed to go down the mountain and goes to the martial arts stage, he will probably not be able to come back.

In a word, what a good intention the master has!

Zhao Yun's face couldn't help but darken.

At this moment, he had the urge to see through things.

What a waste of money! This is gone.

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Sorry, the kid is sick, three chapters today.