Changyang

She is so calm.

Calmly, as if you still have a backup plan.

Chai Yingguang looked into Chang Yang's eyes and couldn't help but start to doubt himself. She could even break the Soul-Eating Scroll, could Fu Yinyi really withstand her offensive?
What if she still has some power left in those previous swords?

Once this idea emerged, it crazily occupied Chai Yingguang's brain. He was like a trapped animal, and even used his peripheral vision to look for his senior brothers in the audience.

He was too afraid of death.

He regretted it.

If Chang Yang had not been tricked in Jie Ya, he would still be an enviable Tiansan cultivator.

"What is he doing?" The master of the sword hall in the stands noticed the clue, and all interest in his eyes suddenly disappeared: "In a life-and-death battle, who else does he expect?"

The master of the Beast Control Hall shook his head: "There is only one ending for a monk who has lost his will to fight. Now I am curious about what Chang Yang will do."

"That Chang Yang can't even stand there. Chai Yingguang didn't seize the opportunity, but was frightened by her words." The master of the formation hall looked a little ugly. Most of the formation masters of the Tianzi class may enter the formation in the future. Damn, this Chai Yingguang is simply embarrassing all the formation masters.

Chai Yingguang was so frightened that the soul-eating trap was broken. He didn't realize how bad Chang Yang's condition was, but he actually gave her a chance to crush the spirit stone and recover.

This is no ordinary competition. In a life and death battle, every moment can turn the situation around.

He was an early Nascent Soul Formation Master and had a low-grade Earth-level magic weapon to protect him. Even if the killing formation in his hand was broken, he still might be able to win if he took advantage of Changyang's weakness and determined to fight tooth and nail.

pity……

By the time Chai Yingguang wanted to start the formation, Chang Yang had already crushed hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones to obtain a temporary supply of spiritual power.

The unsheathed sword glowed golden red in her hand, and strong winds blew up behind her. Countless sword shadows appeared, and they swung away with one hand, slashing straight towards Chai Yingguang.

The sword energy was fierce, but Chai Yingguang realized that the shadows of these swords were not even as powerful as the previous swords.

Fu Yinyi can completely resist it!

Chai Yingguang suddenly understood that Changyang couldn't hold on any longer!

This move used up all her strength, but it was so unbearable.

At this moment, Chai Yingguang seemed to be reborn, his fear dissipated. He stared at Chang Yang, who was rushing towards him from the shadow of the sword, and formed a formation with his hands.

However, Chang Yang, who was among countless sword shadows, disappeared like ghost smoke under his eyes.

This is the trick again.

Chai Yingguang knew that she couldn't last long, and the formation on her hands was almost formed, so she laughed: "I won't give you another chance to add..."

Before he finished speaking, his ears twitched slightly and he heard an extremely familiar voice coming from above his head.

The sound of spiritual stones shattering into powder from the outside.

Is she above?

Chai Yingguang suddenly looked up and saw Changyang swooping down from top to bottom. The sword pattern in her hand flowed like fire, and her whole body was like a shooting star.

not good!

Chai Yingguang's hands were already at their peak, and he raised his hands to use the formation to block the sword intent above his head, but he was too late.

That indomitable sword intent can burn almost everything.

Faster than he could raise his hand.

This sword, which gathered all the power of Chang Yang, pierced Chai Yingguang's forehead, passed through his spiritual platform, and the violent killing intent of the sword shattered his skull, neck bones, and sternum, and finally destroyed the Nascent Soul of his spiritual palace.

At the same time, the jade medallion around Chai Yingguang's waist suddenly exploded along the red line, broke into two halves, and fell to the ground.

"呲-"

Chang Yang rolled over and landed on the ground, pulling out his unsheathed sword. Chai Yingguang, who was standing on the spot, dropped his hands, and then fell to the ground like a puddle of rotten cotton.

She swallowed the blood rising in her throat and crushed a few more spirit stones with her left hand before she managed to stand on the spot. But if she looked closely, she found that even her left hand was shaking without strength.

All the cultivators in the audience looked up, but no one spoke for a long time.

Shang Rong raised his hands, clapped twice, and said in front of all the hall leaders: "I like her."

"She is a sword cultivator." The master of the sword hall said, "If you want to stay, you must stay in the sword hall."

"Jian Tang?" Shang Rong raised his eyebrows, "I don't think she will stop here."

The other hall masters did not answer the question for a while. The group of monks who entered the star realm were not limited to each hall, so there was only one choice.

But Changyang hasn't even experienced thunder disaster yet.

The leader of the formation hall said: "It's too early to talk about these things."

Xie Jinling in the audience was thoughtful: "... Fu Yinyi needs to change it, otherwise it will be impossible to block such a move from above."

Que Shanxiao heard this and said, "Then it's not a low-grade magic weapon."

Xie Jinling was immersed in how to improve the shortcomings of Fuyinyi: "Maybe we can carve a formation."

Chang Yang's body on the stage swayed, and she held herself up with her sword to prevent her from falling. She looked down at her jade token, only a red line was left.

Chang Yang turned around and looked at the group of Beidou Pavilion monks under the stage, and found Jiang Hong accurately.

Her opponent in the third life-and-death battle.

Jiang Hong's face was ugly, but he didn't show any fear like Chai Yingguang. He was the one with the strongest cultivation in Tiansan Academy.

The two looked at each other for a moment, but were cut off by Bai Mei and Ping Qingyun who rushed up. When Chang Yang looked again, he had disappeared from the stage.

"You just broke the formation, that move was powerful." Bai Mei said excitedly, obviously wanting to see it again.

Changyang put away the unsheathed sword. She had no strength to speak, so she was helped down by Ping Qingyun in silence.

"Your hand..." Ping Qingyun stood on her right side, holding Chang Yang's right arm, and then he discovered the clue.

The bones of the forearm were crooked, and one even poked out, but it was only blocked by the sleeve.

Ping Qingyun happened to bump into her, and he quickly let go and helped her shoulders: "Why didn't you remind me?"

"...I don't feel anything." Chang Yang calmed down before speaking.

After she made the last stroke on her right arm, it was squeezed to pieces by the pressure. She relied on her spiritual power to force it forward, and she swung the sword again with a will. Now she has completely lost consciousness.

"Your eyes." Bai Mei noticed something was wrong with Chang Yang, "They are bleeding."

There are five levels of pupil-opening technique, but Changyang has only learned one level. If she had not been determined and woke up first, she would not have been able to break the illusion of the Soul-Eating Scroll.

But after his eyes were forcibly opened, the damage gradually appeared.

The whites of Changyang's eyes were bloodshot, his vision was blurred, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Ping Qingyun was anxious: "Bai Mei, take us to the hospital." When Bai Mei heard this, he transformed into a wolf. This time Ping Qingyun reacted quickly, turning over and sitting on her back with Chang Yang.

One wolf and the other two disappeared instantly.

When the master of the Beast Control Hall in the stands saw this scene, his face turned green. Who would be so kind as to serve as a mount for his classmates?

That stupid wolf with white eyebrows!

No face at all!How could a demon cultivator show up casually!

……

Changyang's injury is not serious at all. After all, he is a golden elixir monk, and his body is not that fragile. As long as the elixir can keep up, he will recover quickly.

She used a lot of the points she earned before.

They were all old acquaintances in the medical hall. The medical practitioners were not surprised and treated her promptly.

"Even the eyes can be injured like this." The medical practitioner applied the medicine to Chang Yang and covered her eyes with gauze. "Are you practicing eye skills? Using this medicine for a period of time will be good for practicing eye skills."

"Doctor, when can I take it off?" Ping Qingyun asked from the side.

"Ten days or so." The medical cultivator held Chang Yang's wrist and sorted out the chaotic atmosphere in her meridians. "Take good care of yourself these days and don't get hurt again. You have just advanced and you need to completely stabilize your state. Otherwise, you will be promoted later." Nascent Soul is prone to problems."

"Thank you, doctor." Chang Yang was blindfolded by the gauze and could only tell the direction by the other person's voice, and thanked the doctor with a tilted face.

The medical practitioner touched the jade plaque on her waist: "You're welcome, as long as you have enough points deducted."

……

The third life-and-death battle was at the end of December. Changyang couldn't see his eyesight and was recuperating from his injuries. He didn't even go to school anymore and suddenly felt empty.

Ping Qingyun and Bai Mei still had classes to attend, so she stayed alone at the Beidou Pavilion residence.

Changyang spends most of his time sitting on the bed, practicing to stabilize the late stage of the golden elixir and regulate his spiritual power.

During this period, Xie Jinling came once. She came to ask for the Soul-Swallowing Scroll. She also expressed interest in the Soul-Eating Scroll.

"I think the Soul-Eating Scroll you picked up is a bit interesting. Can you lend it to me for a while?" Xie Jinling asked her.

Changyang took it out from the storage bag, handed it to her and said, "It's broken."

Xie Jinling took it and looked at it for a long time: "It's not broken, just something broken. I can fix it. I'll play with it first and then return it to you."

Last time she had the idea of ​​modifying the Fuyinyi, and the urge to make weapons was out of control. Her hands were itchy and she wanted to tinker with everything.

"You take it." Chang Yang was not very interested in this. He just picked it up at that time and deliberately distracted Chai Yingguang's attention.

Xie Jinling came secretly and left in a hurry.

Changyang was left alone in the room again, and even Changhua had fallen asleep these days.

Her state gradually stabilized, leaving only the medicine gauze on her eyes.

The window on the side of the study room was not closed tightly, and the cool autumn breeze blew in, making Chang Yang feel drowsy.

In the rare free time, the surroundings were silent. She couldn't resist the fatigue that came over her, so she lay down and slowly fell into sleep.

The string in her mind had been stretched too tight for too long.

After falling asleep, I almost let down my guard.

……

"Let's go, let's go! The nobles are giving out steamed buns!"

"real?!"

"There are so many baskets, they're all hot! Go quickly!"

In the freezing cold wind, beggars in ragged clothes along the street ran in one direction one after another, with expectations on their faces and an indescribable stench on their bodies.

A thin figure rustled out from beside the pile of waste firewood under the wooden stall. He seemed to be only seven or eight years old. He had a rag hanging on his body and dirty straw stuffed in his arms to barely keep out the cold.

A face was hidden under messy hair, and the exposed ankles were bruised and mottled by the cold.She followed the beggars, limping forward on the frozen snow on the ground.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and sometimes kind people give out porridge, so I can eat some early.

Steamed bun……

She hasn't eaten in a long time.

She didn’t know if she could grab it, maybe there would be a fight, or a few fights, and she would eat it first.

She thought about it in her mind, and after dragging her injured leg and running after him, she discovered that the beggars, big and small, were lined up neatly, and there were tall guards with knives watching on both sides.

Many baskets of steamed buns.

She saw from the crowd that there were rows of steamed buns piled in bamboo baskets on the steps, and people were constantly bringing out new hot steamed buns.

Some beggars stuffed a few mouthfuls into their mouths as soon as they had received them, for fear of being robbed. There were also beggars who choked and rolled their eyes before being carried away.

She needs to chew faster.

For a long time, the bamboo baskets on the steps were changed again and again, and finally it was her turn.

At this time, she looked up and discovered that there were red strips on the outside of the bamboo baskets with writing on them.

"Long-lasting happiness, eternal blessing..."

She read it unconsciously, her voice was very low, but the noble man opposite who was making steamed buns heard it.

"Oh, she is still literate." The nobleman handed her a steamed bun and took two more steamed buns from the bamboo basket. "Today is our little master's birthday. I will reward you for reading this blessing well."

She grabbed it and stuffed the steamed bun into her mouth because she was hungry. She really chewed it faster than others, and she didn't leave, just stood beside it.

That way no one will come to snatch it.

The backs of her hands were so bulging that they were cracked by the cold and still dripping with water, but it did not affect the movement of stuffing buns at all.

While she was biting the bun, she raised her eyes and looked at the half-opened back door not far away. It was also very lively inside, with lanterns and colorful lights, and all the noble people coming and going.

Nice, she thought.

You can have steamed buns to eat on your birthday.

she thought again.

It turns out that was the meaning of the congratulations.

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