Chapter 144 Li Baxian, Feng Yuechan

In the core circle of the battlefield, where the Danxinmen of the second-rank sect is stationed, on a peak in the back of the mountain, there is a rock protruding like an eagle spreading its wings, called the Eagle Flying Stone. On the Eagle Flying Stone, a figure sits there. The close-fitting long dress outlines the slender figure extremely strong, with snow-white silver hair, judging from his age, he looks about thirty, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes.

He sat on the Eagle Flying Stone, with one leg bent and the other hanging in the air, with a wine gourd beside him.

Looking at the setting sun in the west, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and grabbed the wine gourd next to him, raised his head and drank, but there was no wine in the gourd, so he just drank for a while.

The young man in white clothes and white hair shook the gourd and sighed leisurely.

At this moment, his eyes lit up, looking at a ray of light flying from below, he chuckled: "Here comes the wine!" Then he waved to the ray of light.

After a while, the light fell beside him, revealing the figure of a delicate and lovely young girl.

The girl was exquisite, wearing a green dress, her hair was tied into two ponytails, and when she showed up, she smiled at the young man with a dimple on the corner of her mouth, which was really pretty.

"Brother!" the girl yelled crisply.

"What brother!" The young man stared, "Call me uncle!"

"Oh?" The girl tilted her head and looked at him, a sly light flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Are you sure?"

The young man said seriously: "Seniority should not be messed up, your father is my senior brother, of course you should call me senior uncle."

The girl put her hands behind her back, stepped on the empty space with her foot, and looked at the young man sideways: "Then you can think about it, the senior brother only drinks, as for the senior uncle... go and stay where it is cool."

"Junior Sister Chan'er, you are really naughty!" the young man reprimanded solemnly.

The girl named Chan'er gave a snort, retracted her feet, and took out several wine jars from the storage bag. The young man hurriedly opened one jar, sniffed the smell, and raised his brows: "Good wine!"

He grabbed the wine jar and took a few sips, burped contentedly, and asked casually, "Why did you make this wine? It's quite old."

While pouring the wine she brought into the young man's wine gourd, the girl casually said: "The wine my mother buried in the green bamboo forest."

The young man was stunned, and looked at Chan'er stupidly: "Isn't this your dowry? You are too courageous, if your mother finds out..."

Chan'er giggled: "If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, how could my mother know."

The young man looked at Chan'er with a troubled face, then looked at his wine gourd, raised his head and drank a few more sips, who cares, he's used to being beaten since he was a child, as long as he doesn't leave the battlefield of Lingxi, the old hag won't even think about it what about yourself...

"Senior brother, when will you marry me?" Chan'er filled the wine, sat in front of the young man, and asked seriously.

"Cough, cough..." The young man coughed violently, wiped his mouth, and reprimanded the girl, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm your uncle!"

The girl tilted her head, pointing at her red lips: "That night thirty-two years ago, you kissed..." She didn't look old, but she was actually good at beauty, and her real age couldn't be seen from her appearance.

"Shut up!" The young man looked flustered, looking around guiltily, "If your mother heard it, would I still be alive? And I was still young at that time..."

She was only a few years old at that time, thanks to her being able to remember so clearly, the past is unbearable!

"Then don't talk about it." Chan'er looked at the young man with a smile, and stretched out her hand to pull on her lips, as if to sew her mouth shut.

The young man immediately felt a headache. He had been with each other for so many years, and he could only understand the temperament of the girl. The more the other party looked like this, the more it meant that there was something important that he didn't say.

He sighed: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Chan'er smiled and said: "Then I told you, you want to marry me!"

"Shut up!" The young man simply turned around, leaving his back to the girl.

"You don't listen to the Jade Blood Sect?" Chan'er's voice sounded from behind.

The young man turned his head, his expression became solemn, his mouth twitched a few times, and finally he said in a shy voice, "Are you going to be dethroned? It's almost time."

Chan'er shook her head, her big eyes bent into a crescent shape: "The Jade Blood Sect may not have to be dethroned."

"What do you mean?" The young man frowned. He hadn't recruited disciples for 30 years. The Jade Blood Sect was on the verge of being abolished. The sect's rank assessment would start in two months. This kind of assessment cannot be interfered by manpower. Thirty years later, Jade Blood Sect has also slowly dropped from rank one to rank nine, and this time it is impossible to retain the name of the sect.

"I heard, I just heard that Elder Tang recruited a disciple half a year ago, but he was attacked by someone on the way back, and then Elder Tang had no choice but to send him into the Lingxi battlefield. Now, this The little guy named Lu Yiye already has a fifth-level cultivation and is rushing to the Jade Blood Sect's residence."

Before Chan'er could finish speaking, the young man stood up, with a look of shock and disbelief on his face: "The old man has accepted apprentice?"

"It seems so!"

"Where did the news come from, can you confirm it?"

"I don't know where the source is, but now the news has spread and many people know about it."

"It spread?" The young man frowned, and whispered, "Not good!"

Saying so, a layer of sword light wrapped around his body, and he went away through the air.

"Remember to marry me!" Chan'er shouted from behind, but there was no response, she hummed softly: "In a hurry, don't ask where you are."

Having said that, he still sent a message to the young man, detailing the information he had.

The next moment, a stern shout came from the front: "You are not allowed to leave the sect without an order, Li Baxian, what do you want to do, ahhh!"

The voice yelled as it fell downwards, not knowing what happened.

On the Eagle Flying Stone, the girl named Chan'er also stood up, pondered for a while, and said to herself: "Sacred Fire Cult, Jinyun Building, Bailian Valley, which one should I go to? Forget it, I don't want to think about it!"

Seeing that no one was there, she took off one of her embroidered shoes, threw it into the sky, and looked at the toe of the shoe when it landed: "This direction, Bailian Valley? Then go to Bailian Valley."

Saying so, he raised his hand and threw a scarf, the scarf immediately swelled in the wind, turning into a spiritual weapon with a radius of several zhang, Chan'er flew to land on the scarf, and flew away.

The voice that sounded before quickly sounded again: "Senior Sister Yuechan, where are you going?"

"Get out of the way!" Chan'er waved her hand unceremoniously.

"Ahhhh..." the voice yelled again as it fell downwards.

After a while, a figure got up from the ground in disgrace, looking at the direction in which the scarf left, as if mourning.

The guardian envoy and the deputy envoy ran away together. For so many years since Dan Xinmen was established, such an outrageous incident has never happened.

Now it's big!

He hastily sent out a message, asking many fellow sects to guard important places, and opened up the protective array to prevent foreign enemies from taking the opportunity to invade. At the same time, he sent a message to Kyushu to inform the sect of what happened here.

Two days later, in the inner circle of the battlefield, at the base of Bailian Valley, the Zongmen's protective formation was opened, and the guardian envoy sitting here looked at the woman's figure in the sky with resentment on his face: "Feng Yuechan, what are you going to do!"

But he could only hide in the protective formation and roar, and never dared to run out to provoke.

Without him, the woman flying in the sky is at the top of the list in Lingxi.

And it's an old oil boy who has occupied the top spot for more than ten years.

It's not that Feng Yuechan has such a heaven-defying talent in cultivation, she is indeed not bad in terms of talent, but it is not enough for her to occupy the top spot for more than ten years.

The main reason is that this woman has been dragging her own cultivation to not be promoted. More than ten years ago, she opened her spiritual aperture to 360. Everyone thought that she was going to be promoted to the Cloud River Realm. However, more than ten years have passed, and she Why not get promoted.

After more than ten years of precipitation in the Lingxi Realm, she has more pure spiritual power than ordinary people, that's all, the key point is that this woman is still a Dharma practitioner...

She didn't need to improve her cultivation, she just went to study spells. As a result, this woman's strength became stronger every year. Since she took the top spot more than ten years ago, she hasn't come down again.

There are rumors that she may be proficient in hundreds of spells.

Ordinary Lingxi ninth-level practitioners can master at most a dozen or twenty spells, and they may only be good at a few spells. If you compare them, you will know how terrifying this woman is.

It's not a good thing to be stuck in one's own cultivation and not be promoted, especially for a highly talented monk like Feng Yuechan. As she grows older, her potential will gradually decrease. If she does not get promoted, it will definitely affect the future. achievement.

You must know that people of her generation are basically in the Cloud River Realm, and even a few of them are already in the Real Lake Realm.

So even though she has been occupying the top position on the Lingxi list, no cultivator from any sect wants to squeeze her out, and the price to be paid is too great.

The Lingxi list is an extremely fair list. It is independently generated by the Lingxi battlefield and is not artificially arranged. Therefore, even if a female cultivator from a second-rank sect has always occupied the top position on the list, those monks from a first-rank sect will not. People questioned her strength.

For more than ten years, every time the genius monks of the major sects have been promoted to the ninth level of Lingxi, most of them will choose to break through as much as possible and leave the battlefield of Lingxi. nice.

Just now, the cultivators at Bailian Valley deeply experienced the strength of the top of the list. After a few magic spells were defeated, the defensive formation in the garrison hummed. You must know that although Bailian Valley is only a fourth-rank sect, it can Years ago it was first class.

Because of being killed too much by a certain sect, it fell from the first rank to the fourth rank. The centipede is dead but not stiff, and the Bailian Valley still has a strong foundation.

However, at this moment, a sect's residence was actually blocked by one person, and all the cultivators of Bailian Valley were shivering in the protective formation, which showed the powerful deterrence of the top of the Lingxi list.

Facing the question from below, the girl Feng Yuechan responded with a fireball that was the size of a house. Compared with Feng Yuechan's fireball technique performed by Dong Shuye, it was like the difference between a grandson and a grandfather.