Chapter 487: The King of Disciples
Liu Ruyin's words made the lost part of Sun Changkong's brain recover as quickly as if he was released from ice, and the previous scenes appeared in front of his eyes again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
"Bamboo Sea, Fox Half Immortal, Begonia Fairy, Emperor Sha, my body, I think of it all. β
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall the human tragedy that happened in his mind before, Emperor Sha killed his beloved with his own hands in front of him, that is, Liu Ruyin, who was in front of him at the moment. No wonder they can still see each other, it turns out that everything that day was just an illusion. Liu Ruyin is still alive, and his beloved is still alive.
"Ruyin, are you really alive?"
Liu Ruyin stroked the tips of Sun Changkong's hair and said with a smile: "This, I don't know, at least I didn't die in the hands of Emperor Sha." β
Sun Changkong was overjoyed and said, "Haha, I know!"
Sun Changkong's roar was extremely powerful, and under some influence, the heavy gloom that spread all over his body immediately collapsed, and the heart that had stopped beating actually exploded into countless pieces with a "boom", and another full and vivid human heart was immediately revealed in his body.
"Changkong, remember, you must come to me!"
Liu Ruru was by the side of the flying fairy, and suddenly shuddered. As the representative of the ethereal clouds, the chief disciple of the new head of the sect, she naturally will not miss the salary transfer conference of Cangbei Immortal Garden. What's more, this beautiful woman has another reason that she has to come, and that is Sun Changkong.
Since the separation a few months ago, Liu Ruyin has been worried about this man like the wind. Sometimes, she would even cry secretly in the middle of the night, for which his master Fei Xianzi also asked the truth many times, but he hastily took it. Now, her wish has finally come true, and he has hardly been idle since the beginning of the conference, and has been looking around the stands with his starry eyes, hoping to find his favorite among them.
"He should have participated in such a grand competition as the salary conference! Even if he didn't participate, with his character, he would come over to join in the fun, yes, it must be so!"
While Liu Ruyin was looking around, the newly appointed Flying Fairy glanced back at the other party, and then said in a very arrogant tone: "Ruyin, you have been soulless since just now, why, do you regret coming out with Master?"
What kind of temper is Fairy Xi, Liu Ruyin knows best in her heart. Seeing that she was not angry, she quickly retracted her mind and said with a look of awe: "The disciple doesn't dare, the master can bring Ruyin out to broaden his horizons, the disciple is already grateful, how can there be any complaints." Master, you have been overly worried. β
The flying fairy looked at Liu Ruyin, who fell beside him, and couldn't help but snort lightly, and then said casually: "I just heard that the disciple of Beixian Yuan who was once locked up with you in the five-phase horse thief seems to have also returned, why, don't you go to catch up with your fellow victims?"
Hearing this, Liu Ruyin couldn't hide the joy in her heart, but she couldn't behave too much, so she had to endure and said, "Master...... Master, how can you say that! Me and him, me and him are just nodding friends. Even if there has been an experience of sharing hardships and hardships, it is only in the past, and the disciples don't care at all. β
The flying fairy looked at his precious apprentice, and then sighed: "Ruyin, don't blame the master for being ruthless. But you also know that according to the rules of our ethereal clouds, the disciples of this sect are forbidden to be friendly with men outside, otherwise they will admit the punishment of a hundred swords and cut their bodies. Master is doing this for your own good. Ruyin, you can't hold a grudge as a teacher!"
Liu Ruyin swallowed her saliva, and then said with a straight face: "Thank you Master for your good intentions, the disciple knows." β
The flying fairy finally nodded with satisfaction, looked forward and said, "Okay, hurry up! If you can, choose a female disciple with excellent qualifications as your little sister. β
Liu Ruyin glanced at the smiling flying fairy, and had to echo and force a smile, and then returned to silence. On the surface, she is silent, but in fact, there are thousands of thoughts in her heart: Sun Changkong, Sun Changkong, why do I like you?
At this moment, an elder in a gray robe suddenly walked up to the empty arena, and immediately said in a loud voice: "In order to thank all the distinguished guests from all walks of life who have come from afar, our faction has decided to cancel the usual restrictions and allow the personal disciples and core disciples to participate in the salary transfer conference. β
As soon as these words came out, the voices of the people in the stands immediately boiled, and the momentum was huge, as if the entire arena was about to explode. Several representatives of the famous families who had previously chosen the salaried ones immediately became very unhappy and seemed to be very dissatisfied with this temporary decision of Xianyuan. But in fact, Shen Wanqiu and the others already knew. Moreover, the next person to come on the field is him, the leader among the disciples, the hope of the future of Xianyuan, Shen Wanqiu.
As his opponent, his strength will naturally not be weak, only to see an emerald shadow fall on the field, and a fresh air immediately swept the audience.
"Oh, no! Shen Wanqiu's opponent is actually a woman. β
That's the layman's statement. No one who really knows this woman's background dares to underestimate this woman, even Shen Wanqiu is no exception. At this time, I saw him clenching his fists and respectfully saying to the woman: "Senior sister, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"
Senior sister, how can Shen Wanqiu, a woman who has to call her senior sister in the history of the master, be an ordinary person. She has a very sad name, farewell, farewell.
Chu Bieli, like Shen Wanqiu, was also a disciple of Fang Xishi, and he was also a proud protΓ©gΓ© of his address back then. It's just that a big ugly thing after that made her fall heavily from above the crowd. At that time, this incident almost caused a sensation in the entire Cangbei Immortal Garden, and Fang Xishi was also sick with anger because of this, and he lay in bed for three months before he got better. However, the details of it are not known to ordinary disciples. After that, Shen Wanqiu, who was extremely talented, naturally became a rising star in the fairy garden, and the road of cultivation was smooth sailing.
Now, the king of the two disciples, the old and the new, is standing on this arena at the same time, not to mention the two of them, even Fang Xishi, who is a disciple, can't help but feel a lot of emotion.
"Wanqiu, farewell, you two are my brainchild, let me see who is worthy of the title of the king of disciples today!"
Chu Bieli is four or five years older than Shen Wanqiu, and the years have carved one scar after another on her face, although she is not outstanding, but she is not comparable to ordinary vulgar fans. With a thud, she pulled out her old friend from the scabbard, a saber named Lijian, on the hilt of which was written a vigorous but desolate "Li" character. She looked at it as if admiring her lover, and muttered, "You're still the same." β
The cold light of Lijian flickered, as if in response to him, Chu Bei smiled and said with a wry smile: "Hehe, even you say that I am old, it seems that I am really old." β
In the distance, facing his nervous opponent, Shen Wanqiu was a little at a loss, so he had to say, "Senior sister, shall we start?"
Chu Bieli raised his eyelids, frowned and said, "Come if you want to come, don't talk nonsense." β
Hearing the other party's arrogant tone, Shen Wanqiu gritted his teeth and nodded, then hugged his fists and said, "That's offended!"
The others hadn't even seen Shen Wanqiu make a move, and the ground where Chu Bieli was standing had collapsed completely, revealing the appearance of a rout. At the same time, Chu Bieli jumped lightly and went up into the sky. With the help of the sun's rays, an emerald green light suddenly lit up from the sword, and spread from the palm of his hand to his arms, shoulders, and entire body. When her whole person merged with the greenery, Chu Bieli seemed to disappear for a moment, completely becoming one with those refreshing greens.
At this moment, where there is light, there is a sword, and where there is green, there is her. How could the speed of light be something that ordinary humans could imagine? When Shen Wanqiu discovered his intentions, Chu Bieli and his Lijian had already come to him.
He was not good at using weapons, but under such strong persecution, Shen Wanqiu had to let go of the strong self-esteem that he had been proud of for many years. In a trance, a blood-colored beam of light jumped out of his cuffs, just in time to meet Chu Bieli. In an instant, the ubiquitous green immediately withered, and the momentum quickly retreated. When everyone looked at the field again, they saw that Chu Bieli had reappeared in the position just now, the only difference was that his left side of the hair was inexplicably missing a strand of hair, but it had fallen into Shen Wanqiu's hands again.
Looking at the things in his hand, Shen Wanqiu sneered: "Senior sister is worthy of being a senior sister, she is so fast, she almost can't react." β
Chu Beili looked at the other party's palm, and couldn't help but show a fierce face, and said angrily: "Boy, don't be complacent." Our competition has just begun. You might be cut off by me in a moment. β
Shen Wanqiu smiled for a moment, and then said coldly: "I'm really sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." β
Raising his hand and blowing, the black hair that he had cut off immediately fell into the air after he blew it like this. Suddenly, this severed hair was actually cut into thousands of pieces by a strange force, turning into countless powders that could not be seen by the naked eye, mixed with the air, and from then on there was no distinction between you and me.
Swords and swords are coming. Representing the two peak combat forces among the disciples of Cangbei Immortal Cang, they finally launched a showdown that only belonged to him.