In the library, Sang Luo continued to draw a few more blocking talismans. Although these things could not hold up the human-demonic front, they might come in handy at critical moments.
But it has to be said that drawing this thing takes quite a lot of mental energy. As soon as he drew six blocking charms, Sang Luo felt dizzy. He was lying on the edge of the table and couldn't lift up at all.
It also needs the blessing of ancestor Dachun.
But Sang Luo didn't dare to go because he had just offended Master Chuxue.
On the side, Chu Yanshu poured her a glass of spiritual spring water.
"No, drink some spiritual spring water."
Sang Luo smelled the faint fragrance of the spiritual spring water, raised his eyelids slightly, raised his hand to take the spiritual spring water, and drank it in small sips.
While drinking, she raised her eyes to look at Chu Yanshu opposite.
The young man sat in front of the table, with his black hair tied high and the broken hair on his forehead blowing in the wind. His narrow peach blossom eyes were slightly drooped, his eyelashes were curled and thick, and he was looking at the ancient books in front of him seriously.
To be honest, Chu Yanshu's skin is really good-looking, and it just fits Sang Luo's aesthetics perfectly.
It's a pity that he has his own way to go in the future.
And she also has her own way.
The breeze outside the house blew, and Sang Luo closed his eyes for a while, and simply lay on the table with his eyes closed to relax.
Not far away, Lin Qinghan was reading the book "Basic Knowledge of Sword Cultivation" over and over. Yun He looked up from the various spells out of boredom, and his eyes followed the blue-haired boy unconsciously.
Ling Yunfeng staged a martial arts field, and the Xiaotian Ranking competition has started. It adopts the form of defending the ring and fighting in the ring. Various spiritual techniques and techniques are scattered, and the fight is fierce.
The phoenix cub, with his fiery red hair, looked at Sang Luo, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Don't you want to become an immortal? Why don't you go to the Xiaotianbang martial arts test?"
Sang Luo yawned,
"What's the rush?"
She lowered her head and glanced at her spiritual jade, and received the message from Boss Wang——
The results of the martial arts test came out. Zhang Jianting fought against Ji Qingfeng, and Zhang Jianting lost.
Sang Luo's bet has been doubled five times.
Boss Wang transferred the spirit stone to Sang Luo online, and Sang Luo accepted the money, once again convinced that Zhang Jianting was cheating on the match.
Sang Luo asked Boss Wang,
"Has the schedule for the next game been announced?"
Boss Wang immediately sent a form over. The next match was between Zhang Jianting and Zhou Wenting of Tianshu Pavilion. Zhang Jianting was still the winner with more than 70% of the votes.
After all, Tiansuan Pavilion's main business is fortune telling, and its combat power cannot be compared to that of sword cultivators.
But there are also some people who feel that the Tianshu Pavilion has calculated all the secrets and should be able to find a chance to turn defeat into victory.
Sang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately transferred another 300,000 high-grade spiritual stones to Boss Wang.
"Help me continue to defeat Zhang Jianting."
"..."
Halfway through the Xiaotian Ranking, Zhang Jianting's name has been bouncing up and down the rankings. Although Sang Luo has not yet made it to the rankings, Zhang Jianting's blessings have turned around.
On this day, she was counting the days, so she left the library, swiped her identity badge, and went to the martial arts field.
In the center of the martial arts arena, a huge beam of light stood, and each name was engraved on it, from the first to the last hundred.
Until the end of the Xiaotian Ranking competition, if the ranking is still engraved on the light pillar, you will be qualified to enter the Hongmeng Secret Realm.
At this moment, Lin Qinghan has not yet entered the competition. The first place is Lu Changsheng, the second place is Ji Qingfeng, the third place is Zhou Wenting, the fourth place is Yun He, and the fifth place is Song Qingyun... In the first ten miles, nine seats were occupied by the descendants of the seven sects.
Sang Luo had no intention of competing with the casual cultivators, so he directly picked the tenth-placed Zhang Jianting in the ring and flew up.