After being dressed as cannon fodder, I took the sect to fly up

Chapter 107 Difficult to Promote

When Yun Lielan returned to the room, he let go of his mind and was in a daze alone.

She could hear Mr. Yuluo's last few whispers clearly. Master said that she was in the Moon Tower.

Wangyue Tower is the forbidden area of ​​Wangyue Sect. No disciples are allowed to enter. Only the master of Wangyue Sect and several elders can enter. At this time, Yun Lielan only has a shell left. Master put her into Wangyue Tower , no one can hurt her anymore.

"Knock Knock-"

"Yunlan, it's me."

Nan Shengyue's voice sounded.

Yun Lielan opened the door and saw Nan Shengyue pale, "What's wrong with you?"

She helped Nan Shengyue into the door, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "It's so late, what can I do for you?"

Nan Shengyue shook his head, "Yun Lan, in two days, I'm going to break through. It's no problem at first, but because of the seven-color bracelet you gave me these two days, I faintly recovered a little consciousness, and every time I reach the critical point At the moment, there will be a force in my mind to stop it, can you help me see?"

He had been troubled for a long time, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to look for Yun Lielan. He believed in Yun Lielan, and judging by Yun Lielan's spiritual sense, maybe he could help him find the reason.

Furthermore, he would always unconsciously think of Yun Lielan in his heart.

Upon hearing this, Yun Lielan immediately released his spiritual sense to investigate for him.

The mist in Nan Shengyue's spiritual consciousness showed signs of receding. Although it was small, Yun Lielan could still detect that the seven-color bracelet was given to her by Lu Ganjun, and it would be harmful for no reason.

Yun Lielan's divine sense cleared the obstacles for Nan Shengyue bit by bit, and she didn't find anything wrong.

"Why don't you try to break through here, and I'll help you take a look."

Nan Shengyue did not hesitate, nodded and immediately entered the state.

The floating spiritual power spread around, Yun Lielan assisted Nan Shengyue, when everything went smoothly, suddenly, Nan Shengyue's complexion changed slightly, and the veins on his forehead stood out.

That strange power invaded his mind again, and this feeling made him unconsciously angry and want to tear this power to shreds.

"Nansheng, calm down." Yun Lielan only realized that strange power, which was extremely powerful and strange, she had never seen it before.

Nan Shengyue's face became paler and paler, Yun Lielan tried to take off the seven-color bracelet, but Nan Shengyue didn't get any better.

"Nan Sheng!"

Nan Shengyue didn't respond, she was immersed in the struggle with that force, and the fog in her consciousness receded a little again.

Yun Lielan had no choice but to rely on his divine sense to encircle and suppress this strange force together with Nan Shengyue.

With Yun Lielan joining, Nan Shengyue's frown gradually eased.

The strength of the entanglement was no match for the strength of the two, and he retreated into Nan Shengyue's consciousness, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

"Nansheng, are you okay?"

Yun Lielan didn't expect that the power would be so cunning that it would enter the mist, which was a field neither of them had dived into.

Nan Shengyue shook his head slowly, "It's nothing." He sighed and smiled again, "It seems that I have a long way to go to promotion."

Yun Lielan comforted him: "No, this power is no match for you and me, and it was hidden in your consciousness. It proves that it is not our opponent. It is just afraid now."

Speaking of this, Yun Lielan suddenly recalled the previous guess, and hurriedly asked: "The fog in your consciousness has loosened, but is there anything unusual?"

Nan Shengyue frowned slightly: "Anomaly, there has never been an anomaly. What's wrong?"

"It's good if you don't have one. If there is any abnormality, you must tell me. Your spiritual consciousness is a little different from ordinary people. Now that you have loosened it, I'm afraid that something will happen to you." Yun Lielan explained.

Nan Shengyue smiled, "Okay."

The fourth round of competition in the Hunting Club is to select 50 people from the remaining 25 people to enter the fifth round of competition.

Now, the disciples of all sects are much more excited than the first half month, and the competition will be more exciting in the future, just Jiang Huaichao from Xiaoyao Palace's promotion to Nascent Soul in the third round is something to watch.

What's more, Jiang Jiyan from the Yunshan faction in the last Xun Dou meeting should not be underestimated. In the three rounds of competition, his performance was stable, and his full strength is still unknown.

As for Yuan Weibai of Lijingmen, his strength is gradually rising these days, and he no longer cares about strength as before. His current strength includes fierce offensives and gentle fights, which makes people look hard through.

"Yun Lan, do you have the confidence to face Jiang Huaichao?" Fan Yunjin asked while sitting beside Yun Lielan.

Yun Lielan didn't hide from them about the visit to the Moon Gate two nights ago, and it was thanks to Jiang Huaichao's skills that she was able to let her know the news. Fan Yunjin and the others knew about it. Apart from being bold enough to shock Yun Lielan again, I didn't say much else.

They have grown up so much, they have never seen a young disciple of the Jindan stage who can boldly enter the Wangyue Gate.

"I'm looking forward to meeting him." Yun Lielan looked at the location of Xiaoyao Palace with great interest.

Nan Shengyue coughed lightly, "Liu Qingchen is on stage."

Liu Qingchen, who has overcome obstacles all the way with the fireball, is now facing Dong Ye, who is on the pear mirror gate.

Dong Ye was one of the top five disciples in the Lijing Sect. Liu Qingchen dodged his attack flexibly, and the fireball he threw was also parried by Dong Ye with one move.

"It seems that Dong Ye and Liu Qingchen can fight for a long time," Yu Jiang Luo said.

Yun Lielan glanced, "Dong Ye's strength is good, but once he fights with Liu Qingchen for a long time, he will be in a lower position."

Although Dong Ye's strength is good, compared to Liu Qingchen, he still can't fight against him.

The offensive of the two became more and more fierce, but Dong Ye was already at a disadvantage. Before the last palm hit, he was injured by Liu Qingchen's fireball.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Yuan Weibai sighed faintly: "We lost."

"The next round, Furong Pavilion Illusory Jade, is against Xiaoyao Palace Wang Weifeng!"

Both of them are women, and their strengths are almost the same.

After Liu Qingchen came down, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the battle with Dong Ye also consumed a lot of his strength, "People from the five major sects really shouldn't be underestimated. If it wasn't for the fan pulling me to practice diligently, I'm afraid I will be here today."

Dong Ye's moves are capable, and every move is not redundant. If he hadn't gained the upper hand in Jindan's strength, there is no guarantee that he will win against Dong Ye's strength.

"Now you know mine?" Ling Shanzhu squinted at him.

Liu Qingchen embraced it with a smile: "Of course!"

Yun Lielan watched the two figures on the stage, and suddenly remembered: "In Furong Pavilion, Huanyu is the strongest disciple now, right?"

"Yes." Fan Yunjin replied.

Wang Weifeng's strength in Xiaoyao Palace ranks lower than Jiang Huaichao's, and Huanyu is on par with Wang Weifeng at the moment, probably this year's Xundouhui, Furong Pavilion will fall behind.

Both Huanyu and Wang Weifeng were slightly injured, but Wang Weifeng was more seriously injured. Huanyu defeated Wang Weifeng while she was in a trance.

"Junior Sister, what are you thinking?" After Wang Weifeng came down, Jiang Huaichao turned his head to look at her. When Mingming was on stage, he was on par with Huan Yudou, so why did he lose his mind at the last moment.

Wang Weifeng covered his shoulders and coughed exaggeratedly: "Brother cough cough cough I feel so hurt."

Jiang Huaichao rolled his eyes, "Come on, what's going on?"

Wang Weifeng curled his lips, "What else could it be? Didn't Master say that he wouldn't give the pill to heal the injury? I'm thinking, I'm injured now. If he really doesn't give it, then I won't be hurting in vain."

Zhao Wuyi didn't pay much attention to these competitions, and he didn't want his disciples to be injured because of the competitions, so he established the rules early in the morning.

Jiang Huaichao thought about Zhao Wuyi's temperament, and laughed muffledly: "Okay, he won't give it, and I will find him for you when the time comes."

"I knew it, Brother Jiang is the best!"

(End of this chapter)