The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

When Yin Biyue came down from the stage, the deacon of Qinglu Sword faction forgot to declare the victory and defeat, all the people of Baozong forgot to go on stage to support people, and the disciples of Cangya Mountain also forgot to cheer.

The summer breeze blew through the elm trees and the lush foliage near the side of the ring. After being destroyed by fire and ice, it finally fell in the wind.

The frost was gone, and shallow water was accumulated on the platform, and the dead leaves floated on it.It's like a sudden fall rain, washing away the hot summer days and bringing the chill to the earth.

The deacon disciple suddenly looked back and said loudly, "This field is over! Cangya Mountain wins!"

This is like a signal.Not only the disciples of Cangya Mountain, but also many people in the ring, waving their swords in cheers, the voice spread far away, and the people of Yecheng in the distance also applauded.

The disciple of Bao Puzong flew to the stage, and from left to right he helped pale down.

Duan Chongxuan laughed loudly, "Six Brothers, I will serve you tea and pour the sword in the future, it's up to you to cover me!"

This is naturally a joke, and all the disciples of Cangya Mountain laughed, all cheered to Yin Bi.

Only Luo Mingchuan frowned slightly, Shen Sheng asked, "Can there be any injuries?"

His question reminded everyone.This victory was so beautiful that they forgot that Yin Biyue had just confronted such a vigorous sword intent, and they were all worried.

Yin Bi shook his head, "No."

Luo Mingchuan looked at him carefully, his expression finally relaxed, "Go back and rest."

The disciples of Cangya Mountain spontaneously gave way to let Luo Mingchuan accompany him to Qiuhu first.

Duan Chongxuan originally wanted to go all the way, but he looked up and saw a colorful skirt and umbrella over a dozen feet.

Knowing that having one's own way was also causing trouble to Brothers, they had to treat them both, "Goodbye Qiuhu at night, and Brothers Four have a good rest."

Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue walked towards Yecheng.

As soon as they left, the two half-step mahayanas on the east stand also began to say goodbye. The elders on the stage were busy getting up to salute and rearrange the seats; Qinglu Jian sent deacon disciples to clean up the water on the ring; Bao Puzong The people over there have already gone halfway, and it is said that they carried him to find the medical practitioners of Jekong Temple.

Zhong Shan and Song Tang didn't know when they had left.

Bidou still continues, but there are fewer people on the edge of the ring.

Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan walked in Yecheng.

Today's Xiaoshu, the scorching sun, the blue stone shining brightly.

The long street was empty and there was no vocal barking, as if the whole city had fallen into a deep nap.

Only Xia Chan cried tirelessly.

In the sweltering summer, Luo Mingchuan felt the chill of coldness, and overflowed from Yin Biyue.

On the way from Cangya Mountain to Yecheng, Luo Mingchuan had long discovered that he had a low body temperature in peacetime, especially at night.

Duan Chongxuan also joked, "Walking next to Brother Si is very cool, and it's cooler than catching fire beads."

Because Yin Biyue practiced the sword power by the cold lake of Xihuafeng for many years, and his body became cold.

This is not uncommon. Both the martial arts skills and the spiritual talents of spiritual cultivation will slightly change the physique of the monk.

But now, after Yin Biyue urged the Sword of Cold Water, this kind of chill became abnormally abnormal.

So Luo Mingchuan stopped and looked at the young man's face, and asked seriously,

"Brother, are you uncomfortable?"

Yin Bi became more silent.

He didn't expect Luo Mingchuan to be so keen, knowing he had controlled his breathing and pace to the point.

He was indeed not injured, but after all, he fought across the border, "Tao Shanhe" drastically consumed his consciousness and mental strength, and the last sword of the whole body was poured out...

The spirit of the whole battle was highly concentrated. At this time, I suddenly relaxed, and I felt the chill of the bone meridian.

It is the meaning of the cold water sword.

If it were in the past, such a small problem that is not a concern, only need to run the true yuan a week to solve.

But he now has no real element and no strength.When asked by Luo Mingchuan again, he felt a wave of exhaustion flowing like tide.

I'm too lazy to walk two steps, did you drag me back?

...Oh, this is too shameful.

Yin Biyue pursed her lips, "Nothing, let's go."

Luo Mingchuan didn't move, a little embarrassment appeared on his face,

"Actually, this...I have been standing in the hot sun for a long time, maybe I was caught in the heat, and now I feel dizzy...Is Brother Shi willing to help me?"

He smiled embarrassedly.

Yin Biyue seemed to see the picture of him and Luo Mingchuan climbing back to Qiuhu.

Brother Luo!

Did you really tease me!Why is heat stroke caused by breaking the barrier?!

If another person said so, Yin Biyue would not believe it.

But Quan Cangya knows that Luo Mingchuan is a decent gentleman and never lie.

Yin Biyue has started to think about it arbitrarily. Could it be that the other party has practiced special exercises and can't stay in the sun for long?...

He looked at the hot street and found that there was no dog, not to mention human.

So he nodded as hell, "Okay!"

Just help!

The two of us helped each other and climbed back to Qiuhu together!

...But such a shameful thing must not be known to the third person.

Yin Biyue approached two steps, held out his hand, and supported Luo Mingchuan's right arm.The supported person leaned over him slightly.

An unfamiliar and warm breath came across.

Although getting along all the way, there is no longer the uncomfortable exclusion of the first three feet close.

But such a short distance has never been seen before, and Yin Biyue still feels uncomfortable.

Seeing Luo Mingchuan's sincere expression of thanks, "Teacher Brother."

"……No trouble."

After two steps, the expected difficulties did not appear, but Yin Bi soon discovered...

Sure enough, it's really warm!~\(≧▽≦)/~

The coldness in his body oozed from the bone meridians, and no matter how hot the sun was, it could not be dispelled.

But supporting Luo Mingchuan is obviously different.

The skin on Luo Mingchuan seemed to circulate a thin layer of truth, warm and dry, and passed on to him through the robe.

The damp chill spreads, and every inch of bones is like the warm sun.

Is this... the heatstroke is so serious that the true element overflows?Won't you faint?

Yin Biyue already had the strength to hold the people closer and walked towards Qiuhu step by step.

The cicada rang through the long street, and the breeze shook the tree shadow.

In Yecheng in midsummer, two young men in white robes helped each other and walked through winding and narrow streets.

Lanterns on the cornices of the tallest households flickered in the wind, and behind the thousands of buildings, there was the sparkling lake.

At this moment, they all thought they were relying on each other.

"Sword Saint disciple Yin Biyue defeated the fifth-ranked "Bao Pu Qi Zi" at the Zigzag Festival."

The news spread to every corner of Yecheng as quickly as possible, and then to the Southland and the whole world.

Every detail of that battle was recited.How the two sides of the battle are making swords, how to make twists and turns, and how to be dangerous, every teahouse restaurant in Nanlu can make guests feel immersive.

But people with rich combat experience still have doubts.

'Tashan River' vs.'Shang Qingyun','Bapu Bagua' against'Han Shui', this is an indispensable response, but where is the realm high, and how can Yin Bi win?

Just swordsmanship?

His state is limited, can he really show off his perfect sword with dead branches?

So Yin Bi's direction toward the sword was noticed.

A speculation spread that the cold water sword defeated the enemy with one sword, not cracked down, but cracked.

He cracked the gossip sword.

"Absurd! The gossip sword has changed a lot, and the old man has studied sword for a hundred years and dare not say mastery. Can a later generation who has lived for less than 20 years be cracked?!"

The elders leading Bao Puzong jumped into thunder immediately upon hearing this statement.

Where on the bed is pale.

He was originally this zigzag meeting, holding Pu Zong's most promising person.

But he was unlucky, and he met Yin Biyue in the first round.

There are still precious medicinal stones to cure the wounds of the skin and the bones. How can the cracks in the heart be saved?

But he is one of the "Bao Pu Qi Zi", the gossip of the Eight Diagrams Sword Array. If he is not there, how does the Sword Array become a trend?

For Bao Puzong, this issue is more important than his injury.

In order for his Dao heart to be harmonious and the sword array to succeed, Bao Puzong will always do something.

The elder engraved a jade jade. After the jade was completed, it immediately turned into a streamer and flew towards the Hengduan Mountains in the western continent.

"Really I can't send anyone else?"

In a few days later, there were more Buddhist cultivations in Jiekong Temple and Xingshan Temple. The big handprints of Buddha gates and the unbroken body of Vajra did indeed make people admire; in Lianjianzong, it is called the first spiritual devotion in the young generation. The human deceased fell on the field and exhibited the dry wood every spring tactics; and the Qinglu Sword School’s Tongfeng brother of Zhongshan, which made the flying feather sword shining with brilliance; even an unknown young disciple of the East Land, the sudden emergence of a new army Become the second cross-border winner...

In the first round of the Zigzag Fair, many young people showed amazing talents and spiritual accomplishments.

But there is no such thing as a splendid level, which is better than Yin Bi.

So the next match of Jiansheng disciples became particularly exciting.

At the end of the first round, 162 people advanced to the next round and will be divided into eighty-one groups.

This time the lottery will be drawn from the last 81 numbers.The three of Yin Biyue do not have to go to the lottery, just wait for themselves to be drawn.

Yin Biyue had been in the room a few days ago.After the battle with Helai, he felt a lot, so he couldn't close the door and combed carefully.Sitting on your own photos, the threshold for breaking the barrier becomes clearer.

On this day, the result of the lottery is out.

He pushed open the door and saw that Hao was about to go out.

"Six Brothers are going to Shen Yingbi to see the draw result?"

Yin Biyue nodded.

The words said with a smile, "There is a place where the news is faster, why should we stay close?"

Yin Bi got it better, and then he said that he was inviting himself to visit Hualou again, no, teahouse.

According to the lively folk customs in Yecheng, the news of the teahouse is indeed the fastest.

He glanced at the closed door opposite Luo Mingchuan, not knowing if the person was inside or had already gone out.

That day he brought Luo Mingchuan back to the house and made sure that he was okay before leaving, so there should be no problem.

Yin Biyue didn't understand why he dare to take to the streets.Before it became clear, every time he went shopping, he made it like a street show.

When they walked out of the autumn lake, walked through the mansion of the nobles in the south of the city, and walked on the main street of Yecheng, a few girls looked at them with grumbling eyes, and then sighed,

"I was blocked at the gate of the city two days ago, so I said, "I have a heart under it, and I love one person. This life is not her marriage."...... This is really useful."

Yin Bi became more and more surprised, no wonder, it turns out that your play has been transformed from a golden bachelor into an elder infatuated man.

It was the Taihe Building that day. Before the night was the busiest, the hall was still full.

Yin Biyue and the two went to the second floor.

He didn't know that his current reputation was not weaker than words. Many people noticed him when he climbed the building.

It's just that there is no prying eyes of the monks, because they are fearful, and they don't carelessly fall on him because of awe.

At the next moment, in the noisy teahouse, the needle fell quietly and suddenly.

In front of him, a robe of splashing ink landscape appeared.

They are going upstairs and the other is going down.

The stairs are wide, and the three are enough to go side by side.

But the other party obviously didn't mean to go down.

Yin Bi looked up.

Compared to his face, he saw his sword first.

Wind and rain sword.

Zhongshan.