Great Blue Night Watchman

Although sometimes they wanted to crush him to death, sometimes they couldn't help but worry about him. He didn't feel sorry for them in any way. He even actually helped them. They were worried about him. Can they blame him? ? Why blame him? Blame him for being too handsome? Blame him for being too good? Is it because his literary talent is too high?

"I don't know where he is at this time." Cai Zhulian looked down. There was a fog below. Standing on a higher platform, you can't see below. Each level is actually set up by the formation. On the high platform The big shots can see it, but the players can't.

"I think I should still be tossing around in the Hundred Flowers Array."

"No!" Cai Zhulian rejected it directly.

Zhang Yiyu's eyes widened: "Why?"

"Want to hear the truth or lies?"

"Truth!"

"The truth is, his formation skills are much better than mine. Even if that little bitch makes the Hundred Flowers Formation three times more difficult, for him, it's just a matter of raising his hand."

Zhang Yiyu's heart was pounding. She and Lin Su had struggled with the issue of formations many times. She always suspected that Lin Su had decrypted the profound formations from the "Book of King Wen". She also raised the issue with Lin Su. However, Lin Su comforted her and teased her, and the matter passed. But judging from the current situation, things have changed...

Zhang Yiyu didn't want to expose her ignorance of some aspects of him in front of Cai Zhulian, so she licked her lips: "Where are the lies?"

"The lie is... this person has a very special talent. He is very good at anything that has something to do with flowers, such as picking flowers, folding flowers, breaking flower arrays..."

Zhang Yiyu chuckled: "Are you telling a lie? Why do I think you accidentally revealed your deepest resentment towards him?"

Caizhulian turned to her side and finally smiled herself: "It's better not to let the topic go too far. I don't think he can be locked up at the second level. What about the third level? Do you think he can be locked up?"

Zhang Yiyu's eyes suddenly lit up...

Her understanding of Lin Su has always been about literary education. Although some people say that he is a master of both civil and martial arts, Zhang Yiyu dismisses martial arts. Why, she has the right to speak on this issue better than anyone else, because Lin Su's Martial arts was basically initiated by her, and it can even be said that she handled it single-handedly.

When she injected the black dragon demon pill into his body, he was nothing. Although he later performed well in Jianming Mountain, Zhang Yiyu still felt that he was a martial arts baby who had not grown up at all.

When participating in the Yaochi Meeting this time, Zhang Yiyu was more than 90% sure that he would fail at the first level.

But he didn't!

She saw with her own eyes that he passed the first level!

Now I heard from Cai Zhulian that the second level couldn't hold him because the formation just hit his strengths.

What about the third level?

Theoretically speaking, the third level is enough to keep him, but Zhang Yiyu and Cai Zhulian have just experienced it personally. A new way to pass the third level is Wenbao.

"He wrote more than ten poems and poems that have been handed down for generations. Isn't it a strange thing that he owns some kind of cultural treasure?" Zhang Yiyu looked at Cai Zhulian.

Cai Zhulian smiled: "If he doesn't have cultural treasures, it would be called a strange news."

"So, we can wait for him here!" Zhang Yiyu let out a long breath: "Speaking of which, if a troublemaker like him accidentally breaks into the Lingyun Ranking, it would be a miracle in the world."

Lingyun list?

Cai Zhulian looked around, her heart skipping a beat.

Oh my god, it’s true!

So far, only five or six hundred people have come up to the fourth platform. Everyone knew it before setting off. Getting to the fourth platform is basically equivalent to stepping into the Lingyun Ranking. The controversy is nothing more than the ranking. bit problem.

The Lingyun List records one thousand people, and these one thousand people are the young generation of cultivating elites from the Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States.

If this literary genius were to step in, it would really rewrite history.

There are also people on the Lingyun Ranking who have studied literature and art, but at most they have achieved the title of scholar. Throughout the ages, there has really been no number one scholar who has set foot on the Lingyun Ranking. Why?

Have you ever seen a top student from Tsinghua University participate in an excavator competition and win a prize?

The two women passed the test and did not need to rest. They chatted and laughed decently, discussing whether Lin Su could pass the third test.

They guessed that Lin Su could pass because Lin Su had cultural treasures.

It is not illegal to use magic weapons to pass the level, and Lin Su is by no means a pedantic person, so there is no need to worry too much about him.

Lin Su once again stepped into the gap between the two women's thoughts.

In fact, when he stepped out, he stepped on everyone's thinking gap.

Because he passed the third level, he was different from everyone else.

There is no attack technique - although his sword-breaking style can accurately hit every snowflake.

There is no protection - although his return sword style can block all attacks.

There is no need to use the Nine Steps of Zhoutian - although his Nine Steps of Zhoutian can already travel through the middle snow area without any obstacles.

He used the stupidest method.

That is: like an old farmer, walking out of his house step by step when the mountains are blocked by heavy snow.

Yanshan snow fell on his head, piled on his shoulders, covered his back, and covered his whole body.

He really regarded Yanshan Snow as ordinary snow.

Isn't this seeking death?

In ordinary people's perception, it is obviously so.

Yanshan Snow, with its yin-cold energy that penetrates directly into the internal organs, and its overbearing power that destroys all internal energy, is what practitioners fear the most. They would rather be covered in highly toxic toxins than this seemingly pure and flawless snowflake. , get even a piece on any part of your body.

Because their internal organs are fragile.

Their nerves are exquisite.

The operation of every part is delicate and cannot tolerate the penetration of any foreign energy. Otherwise, their true energy will be impure and their true energy movement will not reach a perfect and flawless state.

Lin Su is different!

His meridians are thicker, his lines are not so fine, and he does not deliberately pursue subtlety. He even feels that whether it is the internal organs or the soul, they should not be flowers in the greenhouse, and they have to be given more. Carrying the burden, lest as time goes by, one by one turns into a charming lady.

So, he accepted the baptism of Yan Shanxue.

The snow from Yanshan Mountain penetrated straight through the whole body, shaking all the cells in the body, and the meridians also endured a huge test. The same happened to the nine-story tower, which was on the verge of collapse.

Lin Su just seized this opportunity to comprehensively check the weak points of his body and make targeted corrections, just like he did in the mermaid Yuanchi that day.

In Yuanchi, he can search for the imperfections of his body and make up for them, so he can step into the world with a perfect body.

Now, his dream is about to happen, but he can't go to the Mermaid Holy Land. Without Yuanchi's detection, he can't find any imperfections.

Yanshan Snow is like Yuanchi in another sense.

Although they are similar in nature, the treatment is very different.

How wonderful it is to make up for the shortcomings of Yuanchi. Lying there, the energy of heaven and earth operates automatically, it doesn't hurt, and there is a little beauty without clothes next to her, which is eye-catching.

But what kind of treatment is it now?

Pain, numbness, coldness, and even several meridians were injured.

If it were an ordinary person, if it reached this level, it would be an extremely serious internal or physical injury.

But Lin Su has one more thing, rejuvenation!

As soon as the rejuvenating mother came out, to repair the damaged meridians and strengthen the weak points, Lin Su held the best demon pill (the one obtained from Yandang Mountain, close to the demon emperor realm). His whole body was filled with steam, and he was in the snowy area. Walking little by little...

This journey lasted another three hours.

In three hours, everything outside has changed.

The dust has settled on the first level and it has become quiet.

The dust of the second level gradually settled.

At least three thousand people were defeated by the formation and rolled onto the second platform. They were frustrated, angry, and scolded, including Zheng He, the former No. 1 player of the Bishui Sect.

Zheng He was a direct disciple and was the number one for a long time. He was regarded as the soul of the Bishui Sect in the battle against the Yaochi Society. It was in the last battle for the Golden Order that he was defeated by Zhang Yiyu with an autumn fan, and he suffered the consequences. The first setback in his life, his master, the great elder of the Bishui Sect, told him: A man can be stretched or bent, and a temporary defeat does not mean eternal defeat. The Yaochi Society is your goal, and your cultivation is far ahead of Zhang Yiyu. On, you can regain your glory at the Yaochi Meeting.

He came for this honor.

But, fold in the second level! But Zhang Yiyu flew away, flying far away. She didn't know which level she had reached. No matter which level she was in, she always won! And he, Zheng He, failed again, many times worse than the last time.

The only one he could have gotten out of was that damn little bitch who changed the formation and invisibly tripled the difficulty, only for him to fall headlong into the second level!

This little girl is the culprit, who is she?

Everyone was filled with indignation and denounced in unison. Little Huya sneezed continuously in the third level...

However, there were also hundreds of people who broke through the enhanced version of the Hundred Flowers Formation.

Among them, there are a few people who are quite impressive...

One person held up an umbrella, forming a mist in the south of the Yangtze River. She was like a beautiful girl from the south of the Yangtze River in the rain, rising from the flowers and emerging from the formation...

"Misty Rain Jiangnan?" The face of the Yunxi Sect leader changed slightly, and he firmly focused on the woman named Yuan Ji.

A man pulled out a big sword in his hand and shouted: "There is fire burning the world in the south." The flower array in front of him burned into a sea of ​​fire, and he came out arrogantly.

On the alien viewing platform, Long Wentian, a mighty dragon from the dragon clan, suddenly opened his stern eyes and locked onto the sword. After the sword was activated, there was a clear dragon pattern on it.

"Jun Tianxia? Burial area?" The dragon pattern on Long Wentian's forehead flickered slightly.

In the snow area on the third layer, a cloud rose. When the cloud closed, it merged into the eyebrows of a little beauty. Two beauties were standing on the fourth floor platform at the same time. They looked very similar, but the one on the right looked mature, and the one on the left looked very mature. He was innocent, just staring at Caizhulian: "Are you Wushan Saint Caizhulian?"

"Yes, you are?"

"Yunxi Zongmengzhu!" the little saint said: "I heard that you have a book specifically for recording poems?"

The mouth of Caizhulian opens to form an O shape...

On the way to practice, someone asked her what exercises she had practiced, someone asked her if she was married, and the weirdest question was whether she had children, but absolutely no one asked her, the booklet...

"I'll make a bet with you. If my ranking is higher than yours, can you show me this booklet?"

"Do you like poetry?"

"I don't like it, my mother does!"

"No need to gamble, I will show you now..."

Zhang Yiyu and the little saint's sister Mengqing looked at each other in confusion.

What is this? Do these two weird people cherish each other?

There are very few people in the world who like poetry. Even if they do, they are not so weird. They also carry a small notebook with them. When my sister said that the Wushan Saint in front of me was such a weird person, Mengqing almost couldn't help laughing. Who would have thought that my sister would come right up to him, like a close friend.

Suddenly, there were clouds below, and a figure flew high into the sky and landed like a dead dog. His face was pale and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

Zhang Yiyu and Cai Zhulian, who was presenting a book of poems like a treasure, looked at each other and were all shocked...

"Li Xingkong!"

Who is Li Xingkong? The super master ranked seventy-two on the Lingyun List!

The top 100 people on the Lingyun List are all on a different level than them, and they are the ones they need to look up to!

But now, Li Xingkong was actually thrown up from below. Who?

There was a boom, like thunder, and a bolt of lightning rose from below and landed steadily on the stage. He pointed directly at Li Xingkong with one hand: "Li Xingkong, I will not kill you today, nor will I waste your cultivation on the way forward. , I’ll play you to death!”

Li Xingkong pointed at the person who suddenly appeared, his fingers trembling wildly: "You...you...poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out far away.

Everyone was stunned.

The most shocked ones were Zhang Yiyu and Cai Zhulian. The two women looked at each other, and a voice reached each other's ears at the same time: "Thunder Fury!"

Cai Zhulian took a deep breath: "There have been rumors in Yao City that Li Xingkong has abolished Thunder Fury?"

"Yes, the Tianxing Sect almost announced this matter to the whole city, and drank dozens of jars of wine to celebrate this waste."

It must be said that what happened to the top leaders of Lingyun Ranking was the news shared by the whole world. As soon as they entered Yao City, they heard the rumor that Li Xingtian had deposed Lei Nu.

Li Xingkong is ranked 72nd on the Lingyun Ranking, and Lei Nu is ranked 93rd. They are both masters within the top 100.

It is too difficult to get into the top 100. Therefore, the death of any master is a good thing for others. Therefore, many people who are ranked around 100 and have drums in their hearts are as excited as chicken blood when they hear the news. , in an instant, the news spread everywhere.

The Tianxing Sect is very happy. First, their holy son is famous all over the world. What about two? Thunder Fury was a good choice as an opponent. Lei Nu belongs to the Lei family, and the Lei family is deeply feared by the royal family. Therefore, it has almost become the political correctness of the Xitian Fairy Kingdom to travel around the world and strengthen oneself to avoid trouble and harm the Lei family.

Your own holy son has defeated the most promising person in the Lei family. How happy do you make Master Tianxing?

However, now there is a deviation in the script, and the person who was originally deposed reappears and directly kills Li Xingtian.

With this reversal, the players among the hundred or so on the fourth level platform got to know Thunder Fury again, and they urgently considered whether their rankings were in danger.

On the highest stand, the head of the Tianxing Sect looked ashen.

The main theme of the Yaochi Grand Meeting is still the same, not confrontation. If Lei Nu kills Li Xingkong directly, he will have something to say. But now, Lei Nu is very smart and will not kill Li Xingkong or even destroy his cultivation. Beat him to the ground, and then say this condescendingly...

All it takes is this scene for Tianxing Sect to lose all face.

According to the legend, although this person was extremely subversive, he never left a direct reference to him, and even the major sects who wanted to deal with him had no name, so he stayed in the world for ten years and slowly grew up. At a young age, he was so sophisticated that he could Very.