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

Wuxiangzong and Jindingzong Jiang Yanlu have also never been there.

The original book did not even describe the internal situation of these two sects.

Jiang Yanlu gets along with Ke Tang and the others on weekdays, and never discusses topics related to plants.

She decided that the next time she met Ke Tang or Wen Shiyuan, she would ask if there were hibiscus trees in the two sects.

Just when all the disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect were lighting up the lights and cultivating at night.

At the same time, in the East Eight Peaks where the disciples of Jindingzong lived temporarily.

The residences of all the disciples were also lit with everlasting lights.

The light of the ever-burning lamp mixed with the temperature of the red flame.

It reflects the compulsion and lovelessness in the pairs of eyes in front of the alchemy furnace.

In the hearts of all the disciples of Jindingzong, the most gentle and elegant, he has no temper at all on weekdays, and even if the other party points at his forehead and scolds, he can calmly reason with the other party—Wen Shiyuan, who is going back and forth at the moment in their residence.

Changing from the usual gentleness, the whole person exudes a state of madness from the inside out.

"—It's still early, you're going to bed so early? Do you know what Jiang Yanlu is doing now? She's practicing alchemy, and even a swordsman knows that she needs to practice a few more batches of pills before going to bed to increase her own strength. As the number one alchemy sect in the entire cultivation world, don’t you feel ashamed that our disciples only want to sleep? Can you still sleep?”

"—Do you know why Jiang Yanlu was able to defeat our countless disciples of the Jindingzong in the alchemy individual competition by himself? Because she practiced alchemy every day, her control over flames, and her ability to control all grades Your familiarity with the alchemy recipes, and even the breadth of your understanding of spiritual plants, is stronger than most of the disciples in our sect! As a disciple of our Jindingzong, you were defeated by Jiang Yanlu, the master, in the alchemy individual competition. Are you willing to compete with sword cultivators? Not reconciled and not getting up to practice alchemy! She practices alchemy for one hour a day, and we will practice for two hours!"

The disciples of Jin Dingzong had never seen Wen Shiyuan like this before.

They didn't even dare to fart, they quickly got up from the bed and began to practice alchemy day and night, reciting the classics of "The Encyclopedia of Spiritual Plants of the Three Worlds".

As everyone knows, Wen Shiyuan is able to have the current situation, and it is unknown how long this situation will last, the direct reason is the suzerain of the Jinding Sect.

The suzerain watched Jiang Yanlu's individual competition during the day, and heard Elder Yinzheng invisibly showing off how hard their sect's disciples practiced. Even in the East Ten Peaks, the fifty disciples did not miss a day of cultivation.

Not to mention Jiang Yanlu, she not only practiced, she also practiced alchemy and drawing talismans.

When the suzerain of the Jinding Sect heard this, it was fine!
If things go on like this, wouldn't Jiang Yanlu take away their top spot in the alchemy individual competition this time!
So the lord of the Jinding Sect would come over every now and then to check on Wen Shiyuan's cultivation progress and the duration of his alchemy.

Wen Shiyuan was forced to roll up with Jiang Yanlu.

This high-intensity Jiang's cultivation method will make him overwhelmed for a while.

In addition, he watched the disciples of the Zongmen still doing nothing and having fun every day.

His responsibility as a big brother came spontaneously.

He began to urge the disciples of the sect to practice every day, and slightly changed the words that the suzerain had been whispering in his ear all day long, and relayed them to a group of juniors and sisters.

Seeing everyone struggling with him in pain, seeing everyone like him, hearing the word "Jiang Yanlu", subconsciously reflexively wanted to take out the alchemy furnace to practice alchemy.

Wen Shiyuan finally felt a little more at ease.

As soon as the door of his room was closed, a new round of alchemy began.

*

Early the next morning.

Jiang Yanlu first went to the second test field of Dongerfeng to participate in the final of the Fushu individual competition.

Competing with her on the same stage is Wu Xiangzong's chief disciple, Ji Wen.

Ke Tang, as No.3 in the Fushu individual competition in this big competition, sat in the front row of the stands to watch the match.

His mouth had already been glued on by a senior brother from the same sect with a closed mouth talisman in advance.

Prevent this guy from getting excited again, forgetting which sect he is a disciple, not only smoothly integrating into the Taixuan Sword Sect's support group, but also trying to force them to join!

Brother Wuxiangzong ignored the pitiful eyes of the other party, and said firmly: "I only have one thing for you today - sit quietly in the stands, can you do it?"

Ke Tang touched his back, tore off the shut-up talisman on his back, and assured him, "Don't worry, brother! I can definitely do it this time!"

After speaking, he put the expired talisman on his mouth again.

Be obedient and quiet again.

The senior brother was startled by his series of actions and was dumbfounded on the spot: "You!"

He was so shocked and angry that he couldn't even speak, only his upper and lower lips kept trembling.

How can there be such a junior!

How can there be such a junior!

The talisman takes effect when it is attached to the body, and it will be completely invalid the moment it is torn off from the body.

Senior brother never thought that Ke Tang could do such a thing at this moment in his life.

He took away the invalid closing talisman on Ke Tang's mouth.

On his back, he re-pasted a fixed amulet and a closed-mouth amulet.

Seeing that he couldn't reach out to tear the talisman by himself this time, his already numb face finally had some other emotions.

At this time, the two people on the competition stage had already started drawing symbols at their respective desks.

The rules of the last talisman individual competition are that both sides can draw a talisman that they think is the most powerful within a day.

After voting by all the stewards in charge of the talisman individual competition, the one with the most votes will win.

Before participating in the competition, Jiang Yanlu thought about what kind of talisman he would draw in the last talisman individual competition.

But the runes of those high-level talismans and even the runes of higher-level talismans she knew were not as good as Ji Wenduo, who had practiced talisman art in Wuxiang Sect since childhood.

Ji Wen can basically draw the runes that she can draw.

It is very difficult to win against Ji Wen.

Jiang Yanlu thought about it, and it seemed that the only talisman she could be sure of winning Ji Wen.

……

The soft white hairs on the tip of the Talisman Pen were dyed cinnabar.

Jiang Yanlu focused on drawing complex and difficult runes on the blank talisman paper bit by bit.

Halfway through the painting, a familiar pinprick-like pain began to come from her sea of ​​consciousness.

Jiang Yanlu frowned, and continued to draw without stopping.

Time passed little by little.

The monks in the stands came and went and changed several batches.

The two people on the competition stage were still sitting at the table. They seemed to have forgotten the time and continued to complete the unfinished runes.

If you look closely, you can see that both sides seem to be in a bad state.

The eyebrows of the two were tightly locked, their lips were pale, and dense beads of sweat began to ooze from their foreheads and the tip of their noses.

Even the nasal cavity started to ooze blood.

But no one wants to stop.

Their current state is really scary.

To draw symbols requires the use of spiritual knowledge, if the spiritual knowledge in the sea of ​​knowledge is completely exhausted.

It's easy to see Hai Lingtai completely destroyed, from a genius to a fool.

This kind of thing is no joke.

A steward asked in a low voice, "Do you want to force them to stop?"