The only way

Chapter 224 Friendship Theory

The Dapeng bird carried fifty Sanqing disciples, as well as True Monarch Yunlan, riding the wind for thousands of miles, looking at the rivers and mountains on the ground in nine days, stepping through Jiuming State, passing through Tingjian State, and then arrived at Tingjian State. , the entrance to the ancient battlefield at the junction of the two states of Chiyang.

The entrance to the ancient battlefield will change every time.

Where it will be, when it will be opened, and how many disciples can enter, are all deduced by Qianji Pavilion.

Although it is ever-changing, it has never been out of Donglu.

Along the way, because the disciples were temporarily learning the way of the battle formation, Master Yunlan would occasionally stop Dapeng and spend a day or two to let the disciples practice the battle formation.

Among the jade slips given by the Zongmen, there were three battle formations, five battle formations, and nine battle formations, which varied so much that even though all the disciples were foundation-building monks, they couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Even if it is the beginning of the spirit, with the foundation of the formation method, it is quick to master it. However, the way of battle formation is to pay attention to cooperation, not the formation method, as long as the formation master arranges it alone.

In the occasional rehearsal on the road, although Lingchu performed very well, there were still some minor problems when cooperating.

Along the way, after reciprocating several times like this, the natural speed slowed down.

The arrival time of the other sects is about the same, and it is still the time for Dapeng to catch up on the road day and night.

When he arrived at the mountain where the entrance of the ancient battlefield was located, Lingchu mingled with the Sanqing disciples, and under the leadership of Senior Brother Kuang Han, he found an empty space where there was no one to settle down.

Kuang Han, a disciple of the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment, the No. 1 disciple in the Sanqing Inner Mountain Competition, beat Senior Sister Hongying and won the first place.

Coming from the lineage of Yuqing, with outstanding talent and calm temperament, he was designated by Master Yunlan as the disciple leader of this ancient battlefield.

When Zhenjun Yunlan was away, after entering the ancient battlefield, he was commanded by this senior brother Kuang Han.

Among the fifty Sanqing disciples, there are less than ten female disciples.

Among the female disciples, Senior Sister Hongying has the highest cultivation level, so Senior Sister Hongying consciously needs to take care of these senior sisters.

"Red Ying!"

There was a clear voice, among the disciples of the Fuyou Palace near Sanqing Daozong, someone was waving towards this place, his tone was full of surprise.

This cry attracted everyone to look over.

A girl in a green shirt waved her hands, her hands were as white as jade, reflecting the green sleeves, they were as transparent, her small face full of smiles was delicate and smooth, her eyebrows were dark without outline, her lips were red without spots, and her eyes were like apricots. Crystal clear.

Hongying's delicate face also showed surprise, and she looked at the green shirt girl with a hearty smile, "Qiu Shui! You're here too!"

The girl in the green shirt waved her hand, then turned her head and said a few words to the girl in the blue skirt beside her. After getting the nod of the girl in the blue shirt, she bounced to the foothold of the Sanqing Taoist Sect.

Hong Ying hurriedly went up to meet her, took the green shirt girl's hand, just wanted to reminisce about the old days, but remembered that she still had to take care of the sect's junior sister, so she pulled the green shirt girl and came to Lingchu and the others.

Although it is said that there should be no distinction between men, women and children in the pursuit of the Dao, there are still differences between men, women and children among monks.

Therefore, among the disciples of the Sanqing, the few female disciples are actually standing in one place.

Naturally, Lingchu was also among them. He was standing with Senior Sister Zhantai, when he looked up, he saw Senior Sister Hongying pulling a girl in green shirt over.

"Let me introduce to the junior sisters. This is Yu Qiushui from the Fuyou Palace. I met him when I was traveling. She has a good temper. Of course, she is not weak in fighting." Senior sister Hongying raised her lips and smiled heartily. He patted the green shirt girl on the shoulder.

Yu Qiushui has a lively and pretty face, but to be able to become friends with Hongying, he is naturally a cheerful temperament.

Wen Yan was not shy or humble, but smiled and bent his almond eyes, "That was back then, I don't know if I can still beat him now."

When it came to fighting, Hongying's eyes lit up. Yu Qiushui was not at the stage of foundation establishment, but at the late stage of foundation establishment. However, there were not many opportunities to compete with disciples of other factions. On the way, Hongying immediately forgot about taking care of her junior sister. There was still some time before the opening of the ancient battlefield. There were monks everywhere here, and there were several Nascent Soul monks, so there was absolutely no problem with safety.

Thinking of this, Hongying only felt that her hands were itchy, she pulled Yu Qiushui and walked towards the empty space, muttering, "Come, come, play with me, let's see if you have improved over the years. "

Yu Qiushui followed with a smile, the green shirt was as fresh as a smile, "Okay, I haven't seen you for so many years, it's time for a fight."

The two of them talked, and went to discuss each other on their own.

Everyone who watched was shocked.

Kuang Han glanced at it, then looked away. Although Junior Sister Hongying likes to compete and have fun, she still does things properly, so he is not worried.

Among the disciples of the Floating Palace not far away, the blue-shirted girl standing at the front also took a look at the two people who were happily going to the sparring together, her eyes fell on the green body, and she sighed imperceptibly.

Her younger sister is really lively.

This is not the only one who came to say hello, or went to say hello elsewhere.

There are not many exchanges between the several major sects in the Eastern Continent, but there are also many.

It is almost customary for Zongmen disciples to go out and travel after foundation establishment, and it is not strange to meet some disciples of other Zongmen once in a while.

Therefore, after coming to this mountain, many disciples started talking about the past one after another.

Lingchu looked curiously at the disciples of other sects. At the first glance, her eyes were full of human heads, and her eyes were dazzled, so she looked away. She didn't remember any other disciples of other sects she knew.

"Senior Sister, don't you want to catch up on the old days?" Lingchu looked at Senior Sister Zhantai, who was standing silently beside her, like a snowman on an iceberg, and said.

Zhan Taimingyue stood with a slender waist, her snow clothes were spotless, her eyes were light, she didn't answer, she just shook her head.

So what if they know each other, they are just strangers.

"What about you?" After thinking for a while, Zhan Taimingyue's quiet eyes fell on Lingchu, and asked lightly.

Lingchu stretched out his fair fingers and tapped his chin, his face full of distress, "I want to reminisce about the past, but unfortunately, I can't seem to think of any disciples from other sects, or casual cultivators, who I know."

What a failure.

Lingchu criticized himself.

"Friends are more expensive than they are, so don't worry about it." Zhan Taimingyue said ethereally, as if comforting Lingchu.

Her clear eyes were curved, and there was a smile on Ruyu's face. Lingchu's voice was clear and sweet, "Is Senior Sister comforting me? Actually, I'm just a little bored."

There is still some time before the opening of the ancient battlefield. During this time, the cultivation is too short and the standing is too long.

The only solution is to find something to do.

Little did they know, among the disciples of several other sects, there were a few eyes that looked at her vaguely.

　Thank you, deep cloud and fine rain,?For the reward, thank you Demon, the monthly ticket of the free wave, Xiaohuahua gave it to you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)