Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

Chapter 61 The sword is broken

After finding the information she wanted, she took back the jade document with satisfaction.

Yan Yun looked up at the sky, the sky was very dark, just like her eyes.

If the world requires her to kneel, then she will stand up.

She took the jade document and ran to find Zhou Zhengyuan.

Zhou Zhengyuan seemed to expect that she would come to see him tonight, so he moved a chair early and lay down at the door.

"How was the game today? The swordsmanship I taught you is amazing."

"Won."

Yan Yun nodded and sat on the ground not far from him.

"Can you draw symbols?"

"Character? I don't know how to do that, but if you want to learn, I can guide you."

Zhou Zhengyuan yawned, not feeling that there was anything wrong with what he said.

So is it yes or no?
"It's easy to get started with that stuff. For those entry-level ones, just follow the pictures."

"Elementary, it's okay, but once you encounter a bottleneck, it will be very troublesome."

Zhou Zhengyuan turned over, and soon there was a snoring sound.

This uncle is getting more and more sleepy, and sometimes Yan Yun even wonders if he is practicing in his dream...

Soon, Yan Yun verified it, and sure enough, as Zhou Zhengyuan said, it is very easy to learn how to draw talismans, as long as you know how to draw.

But that's not what she wanted.

Yan Yun skipped page by page, and finally fixed his eyes on a rudimentary spell.

If you want to draw elementary spells, you must have a talisman pen.

Because there is no talisman at the moment, she has no choice but to accept this heart first, after all there is a competition tomorrow.

"Host, aren't you blackened?"

Duocai's worried voice sounded, it was really afraid that the host would destroy the world.

"...shut up if you can't speak."

Yan Yun rubbed his head, but he didn't know where it got the weird idea.

She was not very lucky in the competition on the second day, and she won Feng Lan, a disciple of Yulongzong who was higher than her.

On Fengyun Terrace, there was still some spiritual fluctuations from just now. She stood on the stage, holding swords in each other's hands and bowing to the opposite side to show their respect.

After only a few moves, Yan Yun passively defended himself, but she accidentally cut his arm.

She doesn't fight recklessly, this time the opponent is much stronger than her.

Every move of Fenglan happened to block her way, and she could only defend herself firmly.

"clang--"

The two swords confronted each other, and the cold light overflowed.

She kept exerting pressure, forcing Yan Yun to retreat to stabilize the sword in his hand.

There are only two paths before Yan Yun, one is to admit defeat, and the other is to turn passive into active.

With a flick of her gaze, she drew the energy of heaven and earth into the dharma sword. Feng Lan on the opposite side seemed to sense something abnormal, and swung her sword away without hesitation!
This is a good opportunity to turn passive into active, but an accident happened.

Because Yan Yun's dharma sword couldn't bear the pure energy of heaven and earth, it cracked inch by inch.

"..."

She was stunned, and Feng Lan on the opposite side was also stunned.

Isn't it, such a pit?
The dharma sword shattered into pieces in an instant, and landed on the huge Fengyun Terrace.

Although Fenglan is facial paralyzed, she has a lot of inner drama, and she is panicking at this moment!
Hurry, hurry, hurry!Could it be her who broke it? The sword is like a wife, she chopped up other wives, it's over.

"I surrender."

Without a weapon, Yan Yun is purely looking for abuse if he continues...

"The Jade Dragon School is in a storm, win."

Seeing her step off the stage, Feng Lan hurriedly chased after her, "I'm sorry I broke your wife..."

"what?"

Yan Yun, who hadn't reacted yet, rubbed his head, what kind of thing, what kind of wife?
Seeing her dazed appearance, what Feng Lan thought was.

It's over, I was fooled by her stimulation.

Feng Lan held her hand, "Don't get excited, I'll pay you back!"

"and many more!"

Yan Yun finally understood, and said sincerely, "It's none of your business, our sect's swords are of poor quality."

"..."

Liang Xun who was passing by silently made a note, the stinky girl actually slandered their Changle sect, hateful, too hateful!
He returned to the high platform, looked at the back of the ethereal figure standing at the front, and approached with a smile on his face, "Old Ancestor, why are you here?"

Yu Feng didn't know how long he hadn't been here, but this time he was a little surprised.

But thinking of Song Qingyue's return, it seems that it is not unreasonable.

"When did Chang Lezong's magic sword become so brittle?"

Yu Feng withdrew his eyes from the projection stone, and looked at Liang Xun sharply, with a bit of a questioning taste.

"Old Ancestor, I don't know..."

Liang Xun's smile disappeared, and he wiped his cold sweat fiercely. He definitely didn't pocket his own money, please let him go.

She lost the game, and the subsequent games were none of her business.

Yan Yun thought about Fubi, so she had to go down the mountain, and when she was about to leave, she heard Jiang Qinghe's hasty shout.

"Yan Yun!"

"Brother, what's wrong?"

She turned her head and looked at him. Jiang Qinghe had obviously traveled a long way, and her hair was a little messed up.

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? If you want to watch my game, I'll be here soon."

Jiang Qinghe stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter if you lose the game, it's all about the sword!"

He saw that her face was normal, and then slowly opened his mouth to comfort her.

"Yeah, brother, don't worry, I'm not that fragile."

Knowing that he came here specially to comfort her, Yan Yun rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Then are you going to watch my game?"

Looking at his expectant eyes, she couldn't say what she wanted to refuse, so she nodded in agreement.

Jiang Qinghe was happy, and dragged her along the way, nagging non-stop, "Oh, by the way, Master is here too, and it's his first time here."

"I don't know what he's here for. He's got such a bad temper recently that I dare not go to him..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yun raised his head and looked towards the high platform.

She presumably came to see Song Qingyue, she was thinking, why did she like her so much and not give him a title?

Or, people like this sneaky feeling.

After all, if you want to pursue excitement, you must carry it through to the end!

"Sit here, I'll be there soon, remember to cheer for me!"

Jiang Qinghe found a seat for her to sit down before running back to the waiting area. He was too hasty when he turned around and almost bumped into the people behind him.

"It's so rough every day."

Yu Feng's indifferent voice sounded, not only frightened Jiang Qinghe's back, but also Yan Yun's face froze in the seat.

"Junior brother is like this, unlike someone who is as dull as a stone..."

Song Qingyue followed beside him, pointing to something in his words, staring straight at Yan Yun.

"If you want to scold me, scold me. Why do you always target her?"

Jiang Qinghe was not happy anymore, because of what happened last time, he now has a lot of opinions on them, and even Wen Qingyu is unwilling to pay attention to them.

Wen Qingyu had nothing to do with him, Jiang Qinghe was just a brat in his eyes, so he had to coax him?

As a result, the relationship between the three of them has become very stiff recently.

"Talk less nonsense than your Sai."

Yu Feng waved impatiently and sent him directly to the waiting area.

Yan Yun is on pins and needles right now, it's okay to meet these two people, why does she have to sit behind her... Is there still time for her to run?

Because he was sitting here, no one around him dared to sit down.

It made Yan Yun want to run away even more.

"Host, do you want to do an interesting task?"

Yan Yun, who was just about to run, listened to the voice in his head, and his legs went down silently after standing up.

Yan Yun: Are you Yu Feng Trigger?
"Dear host, please interrupt Yu Feng and Song Qingyue ten times when they are talking, and reward [-] low-grade spirit stones for completing the task."

Yan Yun: Do you want me to die?
In fact, she doesn't have to earn the [-] low-grade spirit stones.

"You still haven't earned 14."

Yan Yun: OK, no problem.

(End of this chapter)