"Who is this kid?"

"Miss Yan is already a rare beauty. I didn't expect this female cultivator wearing a ghost mask to be even more ridiculously beautiful."

"Don't forget, there are two fairies with gauze-covered faces beside him. You can tell from your butts that they must be beauties who will conquer the entire country!"

The whispers were like buzzing mosquitoes in summer, which made Qin Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Nanzhi! You..."

"Hehe~"

Qingyun's annoyance made Yan Nanzhi reveal a pair of sweet dimples on his face.

"Qin, the winner has been decided, and you, Qingxutian, have also come to the limelight. I don't think there is anything more to say, right?"

Yao Pofeng said with his nose slightly raised.

Hearing this, Qin Yun glanced at Yan Nanzhi who had returned, and did not rush to speak. Then he turned his attention to Dan Chen, the leader of Qingxu's five sons who had not come forward from the beginning to the end.

"It seems that Qin Yun does have some palaces. There are indeed very few ordinary people among the great sects."

Qingyun commented in his heart.

"Junior Brother Qin, why do you think so of me?"

Danchen smiled slightly and spread his hands, speaking quietly not far away.

"Brother, what do you think?"

It was only then that everyone present seemed to remember this miraculous figure who could command the five geniuses of Qingxu Heaven with just his cultivation in the Concentration Realm.

His low-key and restrained style are extraordinary.

"Oh…"

Sighing, Dan Chen, dressed in Taoist robes, slowly walked forward alone.

It's just that every time this person takes a step, there seems to be surging wind and waves between his steps, which seems to be controlling the wind but not controlling the wind. Anyone who looks directly at him will feel the turmoil of a mountain falling. Even if he has superb cultivation Mingyu is no exception.

"The leader of the Five Qingxu Sons, he truly deserves his reputation! It seems that he plans to suppress his realm to the limit."

Ming Yu's slightly admiring comments came to the young man's ears.

However, what everyone did not expect was that Dan Chen did not pay attention to his junior brother first, but stood in front of Qingyun with a strange look in his eyes!

"My little fellow Taoist, I would like to ask, do we know each other?"

Danchen's words made Qingyun's pupils shrink instantly.

In the past ten years, the young Taoist priest Dan Lin would most likely be able to recover from his injuries, no matter how serious they were. Therefore, he would most likely reveal everything that happened in Baizhen City to his senior brother.

Although his appearance has changed, high-level monks often do not rely on simple external appearance to remember a person or object. What the other person remembers is probably his own aura.

Thinking of this, Qingyun buried his head deeply, cupped his fists and saluted:

"Senior Danchen has a good memory, junior Qingyun, I have seen..."

"What's your name?"

Danchen suddenly interrupted.

"Junior Qingyun..."

"Qingyun..."

Danchen chewed these two words in his mouth repeatedly, his expression was exactly the same as Yan Nanzhi's when he heard Yao Mengxun's name just now.

An incomprehensible and complicated expression appeared on Gujing Mubo's face for no reason at first. Sometimes it was like chewing wax, and sometimes it was like drinking nectar. All in all, it was very strange, and Qingyun couldn't figure out Danlin at this time. Have you disclosed your information to Danchen?

"Are you the same person in the village back then..."

At this point, Dan Chen suddenly paused, while Qing Yun's heart was equally shocked.

"He really remembers me!"

At the same time, Qingyun also realized another problem again.

The memories of Danchen and Danlin are different from those of Yan Nanzhi!

Yes, in Yan Nanzhi's memory, Qingyun was not kicked out of the school by Yan Liangshan, and naturally he never met these two senior brothers with her.

But comparing Dan Chen's words with when he met Dan Lin in Baizhen City a few years ago, Qingyun became more and more certain. In the memories of these two brothers, it was obvious that they had seen the thief hiding outside the door.

Listen to yourself!

"What is going on? Why are our memories biased? Could it be... Damn it, the more I think about it, the more confused I am. Is everything that happened in the Spiritual Mirror Festival true or false?"

Quickly gathering his thoughts, the complicated expression on Dan Chen's face disappeared, and the conversation with Qin Yun also interrupted the young man's thinking:

"Junior brother Qin, we will observe the ceremony with each of the five peaks of Qingxu this time. You don't need to ask my opinion on how you should act."

"In that case, I will represent the disciples of Qingxu Heaven..."

With a flash of light in his eyes, Qin Yun was waiting for Dan Chen's words.

Because of the special nature of this meeting, he has never been able to find a way to overpower Danchen. As Qin Chengtian gradually becomes more powerful and Yun Youya's lineage becomes increasingly exhausted, everyone on Jianqing Peak does not want to overwhelm the main peak Shenqing in all aspects.

The limelight of the peak.

Now that I finally got a chance, I had to elevate myself to the position of chief!

But before he finished speaking, a voice as gentle as water, yet dreamlike and beautiful suddenly rang out:

"Qinglian is my follower, and Mengxun is also my good sister. No one has the right to bully them, not even Qingxutian."

"Write a poem?"

The young master suddenly opened his mouth wide, and even Alian, who was holding his arm, was stunned.

"Sister Fu Shi, you..."

No one expected that Long Fu Shi, who had always been delicate and taciturn, would actually die in front of such a large audience without even speaking a word!

Suddenly, Qin Yun's face, which had always been calm and natural, suddenly fell down, and the anger that had been suppressed by the arrival of Ding Fengyuan and Yao Pofeng burst out.

"It's not your junior's turn to point fingers here!"

Qin Yun rebuked angrily.

Just now I was trying to find a way out, so you just bowed your head and admitted your mistake. It also shows the great magnanimity of my Qingxu Tian disciples, but you are so shameless!

Without moving, the long sword at his waist made a sword cry like a dragon's roar, and then a surging will burst out like a raging flame, and together with the sword cry, it suddenly attacked Long Fushi, who made rude remarks.

Including Qingyun and Alian.

The young master, who was on guard for a long time, instantly opened the protective spirit shield. At the same time, Luo Yunjian broke out of his body, holding the hilt and blade of the sword with both hands, standing in front of his chest, and immediately protected the two girls.

Behind him.

"sharp!"

Qin Yun's spiritual consciousness attack is different from ordinary monks in the Concentration Realm. It seems that there are swords and sound waves mixed in it. There is reality in the void, and there is void in the reality. Even though he knows that it is formless and formless, Qingyun still seems to be able to hear the sound like a strong wind.

Howling sound.

"This feeling...could it be the sword's intention?"

Compared to himself, Luo Yun's sword resisted more strongly, and a familiar feeling came from the slightly curved sword, which reminded Qingyun of the scene when he fought against Sun Zhen'e.

"No, this is not a mature sword intention yet, it is just the prototype of his sword intention."

Generally speaking, the will of the sword has invincible attributes such as fearlessness and cutting. Therefore, there are often swordsmen who use their powerful invisible sword will to defeat others without fighting, which is similar to the pressure of spiritual consciousness of high-level monks.

However, although Qin Yun is highly skilled in cultivation, his sword is still not able to be freely retracted and released. It seems to be powerful, but in fact, it is difficult to sustain the power. After Qing Yun poured evil energy into Luo Yun's sword, he began to be able to slowly resist his force.

A sharp sense of oppression.

This feeling is quite mysterious. He obviously can't tell what mature sword intention is, but he can easily judge that the other party has only understood the rudiment of sword intention like himself.

Of course, this is still the reason why Qingyun Jianxin gradually becomes clearer. In other words, he who has always relied on the power of the physical body in the past has gradually embarked on a new path.

However, this can be seen from the side that Sun Zhen'e, the security guard outside Wangjia Village, is indeed extraordinary in swordsmanship.

After all, so far, he only has the cultivation level of the early stage of the Concentrated Soul Realm, which is several small realms behind Qin Yun's late stage of the Concentrated Spirit Realm and even Yuanyuan.

But even if Qin Yun's sword intention has not really solidified, the immortal true spirit body still has excellent resistance to spiritual consciousness. The young master can still feel pain like needles all over his body, and the protective spirit shield is even more fragile.

The cicada wings are about to collapse.

Fortunately, his reaction was very quick, so that Long Fushi and Alian behind him were not greatly affected.

"Hmph, it turns out he is an evil cultivator! He associates with evil spirits at a young age. It seems that he lacks the discipline of his elders."

Qin Yun snorted with disdain.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his thumb and ejected the long sword from his waist by less than half an inch. Qingyun's body protective spirit shield shattered with a sound, and dozens of small wounds appeared all over his body at the same time, and his body stepped back.

Big strides.

I don't blame the other party for misunderstanding. There is both evil energy and a fierce sword. No one who sees this situation will think that Qingyun is a good-spirited young man.

"Yin Jue."

"Phantom String."
To be continued...