Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Chapter 230 Shall we go and see together
Jian Yuquan's butt just touched the stand.

Looking up, he met Jiang Yanlu's unspeakable eyes.

He frowned, and the alarm bell suddenly rang in his heart.

Subconsciously, he hugged the saber in his hand tightly.

What kind of eyes does Jiang Yanlu have?
What does she want to do?
Jiang Yanlu: "..."

This series of movements of holding the sword is so familiar that he seems to have performed it countless times in private.

It was clear that she had never seen Jian Yuquan act like this before.

It seems that the shadow cast on him by throwing the sword last time is quite big.

Jiang Yanlu withdrew his gaze, walked to the stand and sat in the vacant seat next to Qiyue.

The ten-to-five individual swordsmanship competition can all be over in one day today.

At that time, the responsible steward will personally draw their opponents for the next round.

In the same pair, the person with the bye will advance directly to the next round.

As the sun was setting, the five people who had advanced to the next round of the individual swordsmanship competition were finally selected.

They are Jiang Yanlu, Qiyue, Yunqing, Xiao Jue, and Gongyuyou.

The list is announced.

The faces of the Kunlun Palace disciples turned green as a whole.

In the past few competitions in the comprehension world, ten out of five were selected, not to mention that their sect could win all of them, at least three of them could enter.

This time, apart from Gong Yuyou, everyone else is a disciple of Taixuan Sword Sect!
A monk next to him was amazed: "No one thought that Taixuan Jianzong was upset in the individual swordsmanship competition this year, and the Kunlun Palace is trying to survive in the cracks!"

On the competition stage, the steward has already organized the next round of the five players.

Pray for luck against the sky, and get a bye to enter the next round.

Xiao Jue played against Gong Yuyou.

Jiang Yanlu vs. Yunqing.

Hearing the steward's voice on the competition stage, Jiang Yanlu's eyes moved slightly.

It's never her turn to have such a particularly lucky bye.

In the plot of the original book, she and her younger brother did not come to participate in the competition in the cultivation world.

The bye was another sword cultivator from Kunlun Palace.

Xiao Jue fought Gong Yuyou, and Yun Qing fought a male swordsman from Kunlun Palace.

After all, they are the male and female protagonists in the book. Even though the overall strength of the two Nascent Soul Realm monks in Kunlun Palace is higher than the two of them, they still won by a narrow margin and successfully entered the next round of individual competition from five to three.

But in this life, due to the joining of her and the junior brother, the original development has been changed, resulting in many deviations in the plot.

But overall it is positive.

At the very least, Xiao Jue and Yun Qing are not the only disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect who came to participate in the competition in the cultivation world in this life, and all their fellow disciples performed very well in the individual competitions!

At the same time, Yun Qing, who was sitting three rows behind Jiang Yanlu, heard the steward's announcement, slightly raised her eyes that were as gentle as water, and looked at the back of Jiang Yanlu's head.

Subconsciously, the fingertips curled slightly toward the palm of the hand.

Not counting the last time she fought in Wucanghai's main heart hall, this time, it should be the third time she competed with Jiang Yanlu in swordsmanship.

In the first two matches, she lost to Jiang Yanlu because of underestimating the enemy and being careless...

Jian Yuquan also heard it. He looked at Yun Qing worriedly, and said:

"Jiang Yanlu is insidious, her swordsmanship is unexpected, and she strikes fiercely. She has strong swordsmanship and always likes to target you. Qinger, your leg injury is not healed yet. You must remember to protect yourself when you play tomorrow."

Jian Yuquan didn't know about Yunqing's three months of thinking about it in Taixuan Jianzong's Siguoya, until he arrived at the Kunlun Palace.

Especially after learning that her knee injury has not completely healed due to being frozen for too long, and after participating in the individual swordsmanship competition with the injury for so long, I feel even more distressed about Yun Qing.

Thinking of this, he was indignant:
"If it wasn't for Jiang Yanlu and Xiao Jue, how could you have a heart demon? How could you be controlled by a heart demon and do those things in the main heart palace? You are innocent, and you feel uncomfortable in your heart. What did you do to you?"

Shen Lancheng: "..."

He was sitting next to Jian Yuquan.

He didn't know if the others heard Jian Yuquan's words, but he heard them all.

He really felt that his big brother, every time he met Yun Qing from the Taixuan Sword Sect, his brain stem was sucked away by the other party.

How could such a normal-looking person say such bastard words?

He was so speechless that he wanted to take off his ancestral uniform, just thinking that he and Jian Yuquan were not disciples of the same sect.

Shen Lancheng listened for a while, but couldn't take it anymore.

He patted Jian Yuquan on the shoulder with no emotion on his face:
"Brother, that day at the bottom of the Wucang Sea, you went out to look for the sword and didn't enter the Lord's Heart Hall with us. It was a very wrong decision."

Jian Yuquan didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing."

Shen Lancheng glanced at Yun Qing, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I hope, senior brother, when you go to the secret realm alone in the future, you can also happen to meet an 'innocent' person who suddenly became mad and feel the despair and heart-piercing pain of being almost killed by the other party."

There is no mention of Yun Qing in every sentence, and every sentence is about Yun Qing.

After he finished speaking, he got up and left.

Just as Jian Yuquan was about to rush forward, Yun Qing suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother Jane."

There was no trace of anger on her face, only the hand holding the fabric of the sleeve, clenched a little tightly.

"It's just a child's angry words, don't take it to heart."

……

"Not bad."

When Jiang Yanlu and his group returned to East Ten Peaks, the Suzerain of Taixuan Sword Sect and Elder Yin Zheng were already waiting here.

Seeing Jiang Yanlu and the others, they both had gratified smiles on their faces.

The suzerain felt relieved and said happily: "Our sect has not achieved such excellent results in the individual swordsmanship competition for a long time. You are the hope of our sect in the future!"

In previous years, the Kunlun Palace was the best.

He is more familiar with Gong Yuyou, he is a young monk who can jump over the ranks and kill the strong in the transformation of the gods.

Two years older than Xiao Jue.

Gong Yuyou was difficult to deal with, even if none of the four members of their sect won the first place in the individual swordsmanship competition, he would not be sad, let alone reprimand.

After all, being able to achieve today's results is already very satisfying to him.

The suzerain had already set his posture, and planned to express his heart in a long speech.

His actions and expression are very similar to Jiang Yanlu's current leader who is ready to speak every time he is stuck in a group meeting at the end of get off work.

Jiang Yanlu frowned, and quickly winked at Elder Yin Zheng.

Is now the time to hear the suzerain speak?

The most important thing now should be cultivation!

The Kunlun Palace is full of aura, and it would be disrespectful to absorb a little less aura!

Elder Yin Zheng was surprised that he understood Jiang Yanlu's eyes.

He immediately grabbed the suzerain who was about to speak, and said: "Sovereign, they still have a round of individual competition preparations tomorrow, so we won't disturb them any more and give them time to rest or train on their own."

"With your personal care today, they will definitely perform better tomorrow, let's wait and see!"

The suzerain thought so deeply, and before leaving, he said a few last words: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, you are already very good."

*

That night.

Jiang Yanlu was drawing and writing runes in the room when Cheng Xinglan's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Little sister, are you there?"

Jiang Yanlu finished the rune in his hand, put the drawn talisman and Qiankun pen into the jade bracelet, and then pushed open the door.

Under the moonlight, the young man's black hair was tied up high, leaning against the door frame with folded arms, with a smile on his face, he urged:
"Little sister, I found a place with the strongest aura in Kunlun Palace, would you like to go and see it with me!"

(End of this chapter)