Sky War Soul

Half a month passed quietly.

Chu Yun went out alone and rushed to the imperial city.

He also asked others if they were interested. Everyone shook their heads.

Since the painter can be called "sage", he is naturally very powerful. Moreover, he has developed the painting school to this step in just over 3000 years, and made Tianjiao, a powerful force, yearn for it, so he must have many terrorist means.

It's a chance to worship him.

But there is only one quota, but we have to face the competition of tens of millions of people, which makes all people flinch.

Even if there is only one quota, you Chu Yun will go. Who can compete with you?

Therefore, all the people in the tour hall left this thought and began to practice hard.

When Chu Yun came to the Imperial City, he was shocked by the current scene.

Inside and outside the Imperial City, there are at least a million or more cultivators. There are countless and mighty cultivators in the void.

"So many people?"

Chu Yun took a breath of cold air. He didn't expect that there would be so many cultivators in the holy kingdom of yaochi alone to try their luck.

It's very difficult to choose one out of ten million.

Want to be selected, in addition to strength, but also have enough luck.

There is no chance for ordinary practitioners to go.

Not by chance, or what?

"Teacher!"

In the crowd, several people saw Chu Yun with sharp eyes.

Chu Yun looked at them and found that they were some scholars of taicollege who had taught them in Beitang.

"Teacher, are you going to the unreal world, too?"

Those scholars stared, some of them could not set the channel: "if you also go to the teacher, we can go back to wash and sleep, what else is it?"

"Never, there are ninety-nine peaks in the painting clan, each of which is different. If you perform well enough, you can also be accepted as disciples by the peak masters of those peaks. Those masters of the mountain are all disciples of the painting sage. Each of them has great strength. When you are a teacher, you must be qualified. "

Chuyun said with a smile, people still have dreams. Remember not to give up halfway.

Those scholars thought for a moment and found that what Chu Yun said was true.

There is only one person who can become the disciple of the painter. They are very clear in their mind. Naturally, they can't ask too much.

Even if you can't become a disciple of painting saint, it's good to be able to go back and ask for the second place.

"Thank you very much, teacher!"

Several scholars laughed and walked away, as if picking up their confidence again.

"Chu Yun!"

Gao Gonggong walked quickly and said with a smile, "how is your rest this month?"

Chu Yun smiled bitterly and waved: "where can I have time to rest? I'm practicing every day..."

"With such talent and such humility and hard work, you are a model for all Tianjiao."

Gao Gonggong's attitude towards Chu Yun has changed a little. Although he used to take good care of Chu Yun, he has some tone from his predecessors.

As for today, it's all the greetings from peers.

"In the kingdom of yaochi alone, there are so many people who want to take chances in the illusory world?"

Chu Yun's eyes swept around and looked at the cultivators all over the world, which naturally surprised him.

"Yes, but most of their minds are very simple. If they can stay on ninety-nine mountain peaks to practice, it will be regarded as success. It's a rare chance to know that the fame of the painter is extraordinary, even if it's only from his disciples! "

When Gao Gonggong spoke, he was arrogant: "in terms of the number of Tianjiao, the other three holy countries are not as good as us! This is because it is very important for the establishment of Taiji college to give full play to the strengths of Tianjiao as soon as possible and help them improve as soon as possible! "

"However, if there are many people in the holy land of yaochi who stay in the painting school, isn't that a lot weakened for us?"

Chu Yun doubts that there are many aristocratic families and clans in the holy state of yaochi.

If some of the arrogance of these forces flow out, they will certainly weaken themselves.

"No matter where they practice, the holy land of yaochi will always be their hometown."

"Due to the terrain, our cultivators in the holy land of yaochi have a deep love for their families. Even if they practice in other clans, they will return here one day," said Gao with a smile

When Chu Yun thought about it, he did.

In the last life, many people drifted north and south.

Over the years, only a small part of them are willing to stay. Most of them return to their hometown again.

Among them, there is the same thing!

"How far is the unreal world from here? Will it not be troublesome to take millions of cultivators with one breath? "

Chu Yun somehow recalled the transmission array inside the palace.

"During this half month, the secret pattern master in the Imperial Palace has created a direct transmission array, which is connected with the transmission array of the illusory world. With the stability of the transmission array, let alone millions of cultivators, even if tens of millions of cultivators go together, they can also be accommodated! "

Gao Gonggong smiled and saw that he reached out his hand and there was another gate floating in the void on the huge square in front of the imperial city gate.

The gate is shining with brilliant light, and there is a faint breath of space flowing around. I think it is very stable.

Around the transmission gate, there are hundreds of powerful people in the imperial palace. They look around with deep eyes, so as not to be intruded.

"It seems that there are millions of people going, but in fact only a few people have a chance to compete for the final place. And Chu Yun, you are your Majesty's greatest hope! "

Gao Gonggong stepped forward a few steps, stood side by side with Chu Yun and said with emotion, "we must win!"

Chu Yun nodded, but didn't feel too much pressure.

I think he is used to facing high pressure.

Too many times, he is fighting alone, and has long been practicing a big heart.

Even in the face of foreign demons, there is no fear.

Today, the same is true.

How can tens of thousands of cultivators compete together?

Looking at it, who is my opponent?

No one!

This is Chu Yun's arrogance!

Although I didn't say it, I was domineering at any time.

Even if the breath is restrained, no one will look down on him.

"Chu Yun, don't be hurt."

I only heard the voice of a valley orchid coming from a distance. I saw nine princesses standing there, smiling.

"Princess nine, why are you here?"

Chu Yun was a little surprised. Although nine princess was dressed in casual clothes, she still couldn't hide her flawless and delicate appearance.

It's like a fairy coming down to earth, bringing people endless wonder.

"I love painting. Since there is a chance to learn from the painter, I will not miss it."

Nine Princess smile very sweet, she always has a temperament, let people can't help but want to close temperament.

"The slave has retired."

Gao Gonggong saw some clues. He quickly bowed his head and walked away slowly.

In situ, only nine princesses and Chu Yun are left.

Chu Yun's heart moved. In the face of such a beautiful woman, it's hard not to ripple.

Nine princess's temperament is very unique, with easy to leave, Tang Zixian they are very different.

However, it is this tranquil temperament that exudes extraordinary attraction.

Just then, the sky suddenly began to snow.

Chu Yun raised his head and said with a smile, "it's snowing."

The ninth Princess reached out her hand, caught a snowflake, and said softly, "I like the poem you gave me earlier, but it's just a little fleeting. It's really fast disappearing, and I haven't seen enough at all. I wonder if you can make an ink painting yourself and send it to me? "

"That poem?"

Chu Yun recalled that he had been competing with Chen Jingxuan in poetry at the beginning. He couldn't help smiling at the corner of his mouth: "if Princess nine likes it, I will write it to you when I have time. But my handwriting is not good-looking. I hope Princess nine doesn't mind."

The ninth princess did not turn her head. She looked up at the rivers and mountains of Wanli and murmured to herself, "she once thought that she would be sentimental and hurt Buddhist practice. When she was free in the mountains, she would not fall into the city. In the world, she would be safe and happy, but she would not be in love with Rulai."

After a pause, the ninth princess looked at Chu Yun with those breathtaking beautiful eyes and said softly, "are these words what you want to say to me?"

Chu Yun scratched his head. At that time, he thought about a poem casually, and didn't think much about the artistic conception of the poem.

I didn't expect that there was a black dragon.

"I......"

Chu Yun did not know how to open his mouth, but smiled.

It can't be said that I copied it, right?

"I'm so stupid. Only when the poem tells the inner thoughts can it show a strong sense of true feelings. Since the name of this poem is given to Yao Jia, it should be written to me..."

"There are not many people in the world who know my name. You are one."

Nine princesses say here, pretty face is tiny red, low head comes, some wriggle.

It's like saying something that's hard to say.

When Fang Wujing was born, she suddenly came to the artistic conception and was named Yaojia.

Only a few people know the name.

But Fang Wujing also joked before. In the future, he can only tell his son-in-law.

Although that sentence is just a joke, nine princesses remember it in their hearts.

When the first day impulse, the name told Chu cloud.

But she didn't regret it.

Chu Yun didn't know what to say, but only smiled.

Nine Princess palm, falling snow.

She closed her eyes and whispered, "when the snow falls, I think of you the most."

After that, she clenched her fist gently and witnessed the snow melting.

Her mouth, always with a smile.

Maybe, it's because it's not other people standing on the opposite side, but Chu Yun!

"It's really elegant!"

Chu Yun's eyes lit up and clapped.

He can read the charm of this poem, which is accompanied by the deep miss of nine Princesses for one person.

That kind of real feeling is not pretended!

At least, it's much better than myself.

As expected, the talent is unparalleled!

Chu Yun can't help but expand his thinking, and I don't know which man is so lucky to make nine princesses miss so much.

Somehow, he had something to eat in his heart.

Is it Chen Jingxuan?

You know, Chen Jingxuan likes her very much!