pin bone

Chapter 39
After a few days, the opportunity came.

Qingxuanmen on Penglai Xiandao will hold a competition meeting every four years.

Qingxuanmen is the head of the four great immortal sects. It has always been famous for its swordsmanship, and most of its disciples are also very talented.There are many people participating in this conference. Apart from the immortal cultivators of this sect, there are also disciples of the remaining three major immortal sects.

According to the usual practice, the competition will last for seven full days.Before the event, Tiangong will send several gods to give lectures.

This time I found Zhong Linlang.

Everyone in Tiangong knows that this God is not very interested in teaching the Fa, and has not participated in several sessions. This time, Ning Ye let her go so that she can relax and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Penglai Xiandao .

Zhong Linlang was very happy about this, not only because she used to be a disciple of Qingxuanmen, but also because the people who participated in this meeting came from all over the world, so they might be able to find out some news, maybe they could see the people they wanted to meet.

She took Liu Manyi and Huahe with her.

That night, when Zhong Linlang was watching Huahe happily packing her luggage, Liu Wanyi came to look for her.

Zhong Linlang went out to talk with her.

"I'll go to Penglai Xiandao with you tomorrow, can I see Fu Jingce?" Liu Wanyi asked impatiently.

Zhong Linlang told her honestly: "Maybe, but it's unlikely."

Those who came to Penglai Xiandao for the competition were all disciples of the Immortal Sect. Fu Jingce, a half-demon, had trouble even getting in.

Liu Wanyi sighed, looking a little disappointed.

In fact, if she doesn't see Fu Jingce, Zhong Linlang will be even more disappointed than she is.

"You, you, you!" The two of them had their own thoughts, and suddenly a petite figure jumped out from behind the tree, seeming very angry, which startled them.

Hearing this voice, Zhong Linlang could guess that it was Huahe.

"You are in Tiangong, how can you miss that little demon god!" Hua He walked upright in front of Liu Banyi, stood on tiptoe, and tapped her shoulder with two fingers, "Do you know how old he is?" Bad! Kidnapped Sister Linlang, and even made a big fuss!"

Zhong Linlang was stunned for a few seconds. She didn't know where she heard it. The phrase "causing trouble in the world" was a bit untrue.

Liu Wanyi has a weak temper, facing her domineering arrogance, she can only bow her head in embarrassment.

When she raised her head again, her eye sockets were a little red, but she still replied: "It's not true, he saved my life, I want to see him."

After all, Huahe was a proud little girl, she was a bit upset when she heard the rebuttal, and she wanted to speak again but was stopped by Zhong Linlang.

"You little girl, what are you eavesdropping on?" Zhong Linlang gently tugged at Huahe's ears.

Hua He immediately jumped up in dissatisfaction: "I'm not a little girl! This person's origin is unknown, how could Sister Linlang let her be in Tiangong! And even take her to Penglai Fairy Island!"

Huahe felt a little wronged.At first, she thought that Zhong Linlang would only take her there to play, but she didn't expect to bring this woman of unknown origin, she looked so delicate, she must have a lot of things.

When Liu Wanyi heard the phrase "unknown origin", her face turned pale for a moment, she bit her lip, as if tears would fall in the next second.

Zhong Linlang looked at her and sighed, raised her hand and patted Hua He's head, threatening: "Okay, go and pack your luggage, I don't blame you for eavesdropping, be careful not to take you to play tomorrow gone."

Hua He stomped her feet when she heard the words, and went into the hall with an angry expression.

She really didn't understand why sister Linlang insisted on defending that woman!

Liu Wanyi stood at the side helplessly.

Zhong Linlang handed her a handkerchief: "Don't cry, come with me tomorrow morning."

The gods who were going to attend the meeting the next day woke up early and went to Penglai Xiandao together with Yufeng.

Penglai Xiandao is one of the three great fairy islands, where the auspicious aura lingers and lingers all the year round, more like a divine realm than a divine realm.

After Zhong Linlang arrived, disciples from Qingxuanmen immediately came to welcome them, took them to the sect, and arranged several rooms.

The eyes of the leading female disciple were full of admiration and envy, and she shouted one after another.Zhong Linlang felt a little embarrassed. Just as she was about to say that she didn't have so many rules, she heard God Luo Hua jokingly said, "You don't have to be polite to her. Lin Lang was promoted to a goddess from your Qingxuan sect. It stands to reason that you only need to call her Senior Sister."

The female disciple immediately lowered her head, "God is joking, this disciple dare not."

Luo Hua was immediately amused, and teased Zhong Linlang: "Look, it's all your fault that you always have a stinking face, scaring my little junior sister!"

Zhong Linlang made a gesture to hit her.

A group of people went in mightily.

They each returned to their own rooms, and Zhong Linlang went to talk to the head of Qingxuanmen to catch up.

The master is Yuan Frame Daoist, an old man with a fluttering white beard, who has higher qualifications than the gods, and Zhong Linlang has been the master since he was still a disciple.

Yuan Frame Daoist is watering the flowers alone in the front hall.

Zhong Linlang walked over quickly, and bowed respectfully, "Disciple Zhong Linlang, pay my respects to the master."

Real Yuan Frame noticed her, and immediately chuckled, stroked his beard, and helped her up with his hands: "You are no longer a disciple, but a god in the sky."

"It all depends on the master." Zhong Linlang said.

"I recently heard that you were abducted to the Demon Palace, are you alright?" the headmaster asked with concern.

Zhong Linlang nodded, and said to herself that luckily she didn't ask why she was abducted, "It's fine, thank you for your concern."

"I used to see you as a little girl, but I didn't expect you to become a goddess now." People like to recall when they are old, and the real Yuan frame feels that time flies, "But it's only a few hundred years."

Zhong Linlang nodded in agreement.

"How is your master Yunyao God?" The old man sighed, "Are you still retreating?"

Zhong Linlang nodded, her eyes dimmed: "Yes. Master's immortal essence has been damaged, and he is still practicing in retreat in Yingzhou."

Real Yuan Frame shook his head, regretfully said: "If it wasn't for the battle between gods and demons, nothing would happen to your master. You are a good boy, don't let him worry about it."

Zhong Linlang answered yes.

Real person Yuan Frame continued to explain: "It's my Qingxuan sect's honor that God is willing to reward me this time, and I will invite God to guide our disciples later."

Zhong Linlang raised his hand and made a bow: "Linlang's luck."

Yuan Frame Daoist did what he said, but after a while, he had people summon all the disciples of Qingxuanmen to meet in Yaoguang Square.

Zhong Linlang was pushed to the high platform.

The eyes were filled with darkness, and the disciples were all dressed in white and held long swords, waiting expectantly for her to speak.

Zhong Linlang hadn't spoken in public like this for a long time, and she was so panicked that she died.

In fact, there is nothing to say, it still depends on practical guidance and personal understanding.

She thought for a while, then raised her finger to the male disciple closest to her: "Come here."

The male disciple was a little surprised, and after repeatedly confirming with his companions that God was calling him, he walked up quickly and bowed his head:

"God."

Zhong Linlang nodded and pointed to the sword in his hand, "Come on, dance the sword."

The disciple hesitated for a moment, then drew out his sword.

His movements are fast, and his swordsmanship seems to be quite familiar, but his footsteps are a little unsteady.

After finishing a set of sword skills, Zhong Linlang nodded in admiration.

"Swordsmanship and Heart Jue are very familiar, but the steps are not very steady."

She borrowed the disciple's sword, silently recited the fairy formula in her heart, joined two fingers together, and began to dance the sword.

The sword seemed to be given life in her hands, every move was perfect, Zhong Linlang was full of flowers every step of the way, her movements were light, seemingly weak but full of strength.

"Qingxuanmen swordsmanship emphasizes the intent of the sword." Zhong Linlang pointed out while dancing the sword, "Most disciples of the Immortal Gate pursue speed, but neglect stability and softness. Steadiness can defeat the enemy, and softness can overcome rigidity." The last move After the demonstration, the sword plunged straight into the ground quickly, cutting a hole in the stone road, which shows the great strength.

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd.

Zhong Linlang pulled out the sword, handed it to the disciple, and smiled: "You did a good job, practice your steps more, be steady."

The disciple took the sword and said yes respectfully.

Yuan Frame Daoist and the elders who were watching from the side nodded and expressed their appreciation.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for your guidance!" All the disciples in the audience saluted in unison.

Zhong Linlang's ears turned red, a little shy.

Many years ago, when the old gods were bragging together, they mentioned her swordsmanship, which has the power to shake Kyushu.

(End of this chapter)