The spell is practiced like this, the days are passed like this, and the things are arranged every day, which is busy, and there is no time for it to think, after Beimo Zhiyan took root in the inner door, time is in a hurry, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and he is unconscious.

At the end of the year, in order to find out the learning situation of the disciples and distinguish the good from the bad, it is inevitable to compete in the school field and check the results.

Before the North Mo Zhiyan on the field, he made up his mind, hiding clumsy, concealing the edge, the results, the middle and the upper can, but unfortunately, the sky does not fulfill people's wishes, the competition is still out of the situation, the person who fought against her, not only cultivated as the first, and, the means are extremely ruthless, but also noble, very despised Beimo Zhiyan, that person and Beimo Zhiyan battle, even out of poisonous moves, tricks to kill, forced Beimo Zhiyan to retreat again and again, full of dangers, in order to protect herself, forced to last resort, at its critical juncture, she did not think much, naturally, used a stunt, the other party was beaten to the flying body, spit blood, fainted on the spot, I don't know the situation。

The person who cultivates to be the first is defeated by a person, so the person who defeats the first is naturally the new first.

Beimo Zhiyan is just a new disciple, her performance can be described as a blockbuster, stunning the audience, so that the invigilator's heart was shocked, and his eyes lit up, so that those fellow disciples, or happy or jealous, mixed tastes, hand to ear, whispering, a few sisters who have a good relationship with Beimo Zhiyan are happy, but also secretly discuss how to celebrate Beimo Zhiyan!

However, before they could calm down their excited emotions, the presiding officer of the Discipline Hall, Master Ye Kong, had a solemn expression, cold as ice, and led a group of burly, fierce and vicious doormen, like a gust of wind, rushed into the school martial arts field, without saying a word, the eagles grabbed chickens, twisted like a wooden chicken, did not know the so-called Beimo to stop the face, set up and left, and went in an instant, leaving a group of people on the school martial arts field, dumbfounded, shocked and frightened, and at a loss!

Beimo Zhiyan had no chance to distinguish at all, and was directly thrown into the prison of the castle by the other party, one pass is two days, in these two days, she was well fed and clothed, and she was not interrogated and beaten, but her spirit was greatly frightened, when she first entered the prison, she was frightened half to death by the other party's battle, almost collapsed, burst into tears, kept crying, but after crying for a while, she didn't cry, she was a resolute, There are wise people, this kind of character, determines her, she will be clear and calm when encountering things, she knows that it is useless to cry when encountering things, in addition to being annoying, it is impossible to solve any problems, and when encountering difficulties, find ways to solve problems, is the right way.

First of all, she wanted to find out why she was arrested, but she pondered and meditated, and combed through the piles and piles she had done since she went to the Heavenly Guard, but after thinking for a while, she didn't find out that she had done anything sharp and offended anyone with a background! But she has no roots and no basis in the heavenly guard, and she can't find anyone to rely on, even if she wants someone from her family to save her, now that the news is cut off, her family doesn't know! Since she can't find the cause of the trouble, and she can't think of a way to save herself, then she will do it one by one

Alas, that's it, that's it, now that the matter has come to this, everything is still left to fate, and let's adapt to the situation!

Beimo Zhiyan can't think of a reason for breaking his head, so he has to think about it, but once people are idle, if they don't want to think nonsense, it won't work, and people are in a predicament, and the results of what they think about are naturally frustrating, bad, and not happy at all!

Beimo Zhiyan didn't want to let herself indulge in a state of upset, sadness and despair, she wanted to find something to do, so as to divert the sad emotions, This one thought, she thought that practicing the exercises was a good way, so she sat cross-legged on the thatched stone bed, her eyes slightly closed, and her palms interlocked up and down. Luck Zhou Tian, concentrate and rest, practice spells with peace of mind, for a while, forget about things, fall into the realm of enlightenment and thinking, where is there leisure and time to be sad and sad.

Beimo Zhiyan stayed in the prison, when she found a quiet place to practice the exercises, concentrating every day, practicing spells day and night, but when she indulged in cultivation, she didn't know that there was an old man with white eyebrows and ears and a kind face turned into a phantom, floating at the door of the prison, staring at her, in the deep eyes of the other party, full of surprise, praise, and appreciation.

The phantom stood outside the cell door, stood for a moment, and then dispersed like smoke.

After a pause, a slightly fat elder walked into the cell, opened Beimo Zhiyan's cell, he stood at the entrance of the cell, carefully looked at Beimo Zhiyan, and then shouted viciously: "Little girl, come with me, there is a big man who wants to see you!"

Beimo Zhiyan was sitting cross-legged on the bed and practicing, and was stunned for a moment, but then quickly stood up, got out of the cell, and caught up with the fat old man.

Along the way, the old and the young, the old and the young, did not squeak.

Beimo Zhiyan followed the fat old man to the main hall in the main peak of the heavenly tower, walked a few into the palace, entered the inner courtyard, and came to an inner hall, the fat old man stopped, grabbed the sleeve of Beimo Zhiyan, pulled Beimo Zhiyan to a corner, hid behind the white curtain of the inner hall, stretched out his middle finger, and stood up in front of his lips, signaling Beimo Zhiyan to stop silent.

Beimo Zhiyan is just a child, driven by curiosity, glanced at the fat old man, after all, he couldn't help but gently open the curtains, from the gap between the two curtains, peep into the inner hall, only to see an old man sitting on the chair at the head of the inner hall, the old man's eyebrows are white, long hanging over the ears, long face, pale complexion, at this moment, his eyes are closed, as if he is in meditation, and as if he is dozing, the old man's desk rests a few books.

The white-eyed old man is the actual head of the heavenly guard, and the master respects the master of pure emptiness.

At the side of the Master of Qingxu stood a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, whose face was expressionless, his waist straightened, standing silently, like a lonely pine.

After a pause, outside the hall, a rough male voice sounded.

"Master Qiyu, Li Shan asks to see!"

The Venerable Master Qingxu didn't open his eyes, and said sickly: "I'm a little tired, let's talk about it later!"

The people outside the hall were stunned for a moment, and insisted: "Master, Li Shan has something important to tell you today, and I hope you will take the time to see you!"

The Venerable Master opened his eyes suddenly, his face was annoyed, his expression was stagnant, a little gloomy, he sighed secretly, and said slowly, "Come in!"

A middle-aged man, who was tall and thin and had a somewhat similar appearance to the Venerable Master Qingxu, lifted his curtains, walked into the inner hall, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully, "I have seen my father!"