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Chapter 47

Facing the powerful blow, Jing Yingrong didn't move at all, the cloud on her arm swung up, like a weak floating cloud lying under the knife.

The saber-shaped magic weapon slashed at Yunluo, as if it encountered a copper wall and an iron wall, and couldn't make an inch of it.

Then, with a leisurely swing of Yunluo, the knife-shaped magic weapon was thrown out.

Before Sun Hong could react, he felt his body tighten.He looked down and saw that he had been entangled by Yun Luo into a silkworm chrysalis.

"what!"

Sun Hong turned pale with shock, he urged spiritual power to flow out of his body, intending to destroy Yunluo.However, no matter what he did, not only did Yun Luo not suffer any damage, but instead became tighter and tighter, like a giant demon python, revealing cold and murderous intent.

Sun Hong's bones gurgled, his face was distorted in pain, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I surrender."

As soon as Sun Hong finished speaking, Yun Luo let go and flew back to Jing Yingrong.

Then, the voice of Taichu Guan's disciple sounded in the field: "Mirror Yingrong, win!"

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and almost everyone's eyes were full of disbelief.Stares full of astonishment focused on Jing Yingrong, and no one paid attention to Sun Hong who fell to the ground in a state of distress.

Jing Yingrong's complexion was dull, and when she stepped off the stage, she met Wu Yaochen's brilliant and hidden gaze.

Wu Yaochen said: "Fellow Daoist Jing was able to defeat the mid-stage Golden Core with a single move at the late stage of foundation establishment. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be borrowed from unknown people. Could it be that I am ignorant?"

Jing Yingrong thought about it seriously for a while, and said, "This name is indeed borrowed from namelessness."

Wu Yaochen was stunned, very puzzled.But before he asked again, Jing Yingrong had already left and returned to the group of people in Zhenwu Academy.

"You are too powerful! Real people don't show their faces!"

Tang Zhile and the others excitedly surrounded Jing Yingrong, "Could it be that you got advice from an expert? And your magic weapon, what rank is it? Why is there no spiritual power?"

One question after another was thrown at Jing Yingrong, but Jing Yingrong didn't answer, as expected, the group chatted internally as usual, regardless of whether Jing Yingrong answered or not.

Yin Xueze was entangled by Zhao Jinxu, so it was rare that he didn't yell at them that they thought they were noisy.Tang Zhile turned her head and saw Yin Xueze who was listening to Zhao Jinxu's speech, and asked on a whim, "Fellow Daoist Jing, if you fight Brother Yin, what is the probability of winning?"

Upon hearing this, the others fell silent, looking at Jing Yingrong with curious eyes.

At this time, Yin Xueze suddenly turned his face and said, "She will win."

Tang Zhile was so startled that he didn't turn the corner, and asked in a daze, "Are you going to lose?"

Yin Xueze: "Well, I will definitely lose."

"how is this possible!"

When everyone was in shock, Zhao Jinxu was the first to question.His eyes were wide open, and he said angrily, "I don't believe it, you can't lose."

Yin Xueze raised his hand, and Zhao Jinxu bent down and hooked his neck reflexively so as to be touched on the head, but unexpectedly Yin Xueze gave him a brain attack with a backhand.

"Wow! Hiss—"

Zhao Jinxu covered his head and gasped in pain, "What are you doing, brother Xueze!"

Yin Xueze raised his eyelids, looked at his grinning face, and dropped three words:
"Little fool."

"I'm not stupid, you—hey, wait for me!"

Zhao Jinxu fled after Yin Xueze, and his servants followed behind diligently at a fixed distance as usual.

Tang Zhile was stunned when he saw it: "The young master of the Zhao family enjoys the only treatment in the world with Brother Yin."

The person next to him said: "Of course, he was brought up by Brother Yin alone."

"What you said is as if they are related by blood."

"Hey, keep your voice down, Brother Yin hasn't gone far yet, do you want to be beaten?"

While everyone in the Zhenwu Academy was chatting and laughing, Jing Yingrong quietly withdrew from the crowd and returned to her residence.

Since this challenge, no one has troubled Jing Yingrong in order to snatch the key, but more people have come to her to compete and try.

Jing Yingrong accepted all the invitations for discussion.No matter what kind of cultivation level the opponent is, whether it is the early stage of Golden Core or the Great Perfection of Golden Core, she can defeat the enemy with one move.

Over time, her name became famous, and she gained a lot of fame among those who signed up, so some people wanted to visit and make friends.

"If you find it annoying and don't want to see them, change the room restriction to the state of retreat and do not disturb."

When playing in the city with the people from Zhenwuyuan, others reminded him so.

Jing Yingrong: "Yes."

Others said: "It will be fine after a while. I heard those people said today that you are indifferent and not approachable. I guess they will get more interesting and won't bother you after a while."

Jing Yingrong: "Am I indifferent?"

One of the female nuns said: "It's quite cold, but it's not a bad thing. I think you are very good."

"That's right, your character is like this, and it doesn't hinder anyone, so don't worry about them."

Everyone comforted Jing Yingrong one after another.

Jing Yingrong listened quietly.At some point, her consciousness caught something.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Jisha Sword said: "A junior from Taichu Guan?"

Jing Yingrong remained calm, and said in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Maybe."

Jisha Sword: "Why are you staring at you?"

Jing Yingrong: "I don't know. I don't know him."

Jijie Pen: "It's not difficult to guess. It should be that you have gained fame these days and attracted the attention of some people in Taichuguan. The apprentice acceptance meeting of Taichuguan is a big event, and many eyes are staring at it."

Jisha Sword: "Well, it makes sense."

Ji Yanzhu was eager to try: "Catch him and ask him, you will know."

Jing Yingrong: "No need."

Jisha Sword: "Be careful that your cultivation base is exposed."

Hearing this, Jing Yingrong concentrated his mind, and simulated the cultivation base of the later stage of foundation establishment more realistically.

It took a long time for the other party to leave.At this time, Jing Yingrong and Zhenwuyuan's group came to a symbolic place in the ancestral city - Liexia Altar.

This is a stacked spiral conical altar, its color is like a rainbow, magnificent and magnificent, like a huge sharp drill piercing the sky, trying to poke a hole in the sky.

At the very top of the altar, there was a small opening, and a cluster of tiny flames emerged from the opening.The flames were pale white, standing upright and burning quietly, and looked extremely small in comparison with the huge altar.

"I've seen the Spring of Immortality, Quicksand Rubik's Cube, and Dreamland of Worry-free. We haven't seen the four major scenes of 'earth, wind, water, and fire' in the ancestral city. We haven't seen the Liexia Altar."

"I heard that these four sceneries are the eyes of one of the great defensive formations of the ancestral city, the four-shark runner great Tibetan formation. I don't know if it is true."

"Impossible? Shouldn't such an important existence of the eyes of the array be hidden? Can it be revealed like this, so that people can watch it?"

(End of this chapter)