"I didn't expect Brother Liang to be so strong. My little sister was impressed!"
Nangong Xiaomei looked at Liang Yan who was exiting the court and said with a smile.
Liang Yan smiled back and said, "You'd better stop teasing me now. I see that your opponent is no ordinary person."
"She!"
Nangong Xiaomei glanced at a figure not far away, shook her head and said: "I am not her opponent in the first place. If I meet her, I will be unlucky."
The man not far away seemed to have something in his mind. He turned his head almost at the same time and looked towards Nangong Xiaomei.
This person is dressed in blue palace clothes, and he is the bright moon of Shuijing Pavilion.
The two women looked at each other and smiled indifferently, as if they had known each other for a long time.
"It seems that you have to fight for the top three spots in the Wenxiang Sect this time." Nangong Xiaomei turned around and said to Liang Yan again.
"I'll do my best." Liang Yan touched his chin and said.
The ensuing battle progressed very quickly. Li Huan's was almost a one-sided defeat, and Nangong Xiaomei also lost to Shuijing Pavilion's Mingyue after a fierce battle.
At this point, the three rounds of fighting have been completed. Chu Shi on the high platform glanced at the four people who were promoted and thought to himself: "In the end, the four people who were promoted are still from our four sects."
He showed a satisfied look on his face and announced loudly: "The four winners of today's battle are Ma Yuan from the Qishan Sect, Li Huan from the Blood Knife Sect, Mingyue from the Shuijing Pavilion, and Hao Xiu from the Wenxiang Sect."
"The four of you can go back and recuperate for a day. The ranking will be determined here at noon the day after tomorrow. The top three will receive the conference reward, a Spirit Tempering Pill!"
After Chu Shi finished his announcement, he bowed his hands to the other three people on the stage, walked down the stage, and left with his disciples of the Qishan Sect.
The remaining monks, knowing that the play had ended for the day, immediately left the competition venue in small groups.
Nangong Xiaomei walked towards Liang Yan at this time and said to him:
"Brother Liang has advanced to the top four. Congratulations! With your current strength, it shouldn't be a big problem to fight for the top three. But Brother Liang should be careful about Li Huan. Although he is narrow-minded and will retaliate for his anger, his strength is not trivial! I'm afraid of him.
I will kill you in the game."
"Haha, don't worry, Miss Xiaomei! If Li Huan really has evil intentions, I will make sure he never comes back!" Liang Yan said nonchalantly.
"As long as you are sure, if you lose, you can just give up and admit defeat. After all, for monks like us, life is the most important, and only by surviving can we get what we want." Nangong Xiaomei said to herself.
He said worriedly.
Liang Yan felt warm in his heart and said to himself: "Song, Zhumei and others have different personalities. Yue Xiaozhu is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, Li Xiaosong is carefree, and Nangong Xiaomei is a rare attentive and considerate person."
At this moment, he had regarded the Wenxiang Sect members as friends, and he immediately cupped his hands and said:
"Thank you very much for your concern, Miss Xiaomei. I will do my best according to my ability!"
Nangong Xiaomei nodded with a smile and said nothing more.
At this time, Li Xiran also walked towards them, and they set off together and rushed back to Lingbao Pavilion in Luo City.
That night, Liang Yan sat cross-legged and practiced Qigong on the bed, silently replenishing the spiritual energy lost in this day's competition.
In the evening of the next day, Liang Yan got up after finishing his work. At this time, he was in high spirits and did not show any signs of fatigue.
"Speaking of which, if I successfully obtain the spirit tempering pill and replace it with the sword nourishing pill, I can start asking someone to make the pill. This "Xiao Sancai Sword Art" has detailed methods for condensing the sword embryo. As long as
I will continue to take the sword nourishing pill, and one day I will be able to enter the 'sword embryo stage'."
He thought to himself, and took out a delicate small box from the storage bag, raised his hand to open it, and found a pile of golden sand inside.
"This galaxy sand is a precious material for refining weapons. If you add one or two and a half coins to my fixed light sword, it will definitely become more powerful. It's a pity that I don't know how to refine weapons myself. It seems that I have to find someone to help me.
Built.”
When Liang Yan thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh. He was now a casual cultivator and could neither refine elixirs nor weapons. Even though he had so many precious resources, he could only stare at them, which was really helpless.
Liang Yan thought like this, suddenly raised his head, glanced at the courtyard outside the door, and said with a smile:
"Why did you change your temper today and know how to wait outside?"
As he spoke, he stood up and opened the door, only to see a girl with double braids standing outside the courtyard. It was none other than Li Xiaosong.
She had put on a new dress at the moment, and her little face was so pink that she was really cute.
"Liang Shaoxia showed off his power yesterday and defeated three people in a row. He is so strong. Xiaosong and I can't lose our etiquette!" Li Xiaosong raised his two pink hands forward and said arrogantly.
"Stop coming!" Liang Yan said angrily: "What kind of trouble is this? Let's talk about it quickly."
After Li Xiaosong heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "I blame you for being smart because of your bad face! There is an underground gathering of monks in Luo City tonight, and I want to go with you!"
"A gathering of monks?" Liang Yan frowned slightly, but he suddenly woke up.
There were thirty-two monks participating in the competition alone, and these monks did not come alone, but were accompanied by many fellow disciples.
There are probably hundreds of monks in Luo City at this time. Since they are gathered together, it is inevitable that there will be some underground gatherings for the purpose of exchanging ideas.
"Why are you looking for me? Isn't your sister Xiaomei here?" Liang Yan asked.
"Stop talking, Sister Xiaomei went somewhere early in the morning, and her junior uncle also disappeared. Looking at the entire Lingbao Pavilion, you are the only monk left. Can you bear to look at me, a minor?
Is a little girl going to such a gathering alone? If I have something wrong with me, don’t you feel guilty?”
Li Xiaosong asked Liang Yan in a barrage of questions, which made Liang Yan put his hand on his forehead as if he had a headache.
"Besides, if I happen to see the information on the sword-raising elixir recipe at this gathering, I might reveal it in advance!" Li Xiaosong added.
"It's done!"
This time, Liang Yan didn't hesitate at all. He closed the door behind him and said to her, "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
When Li Xiaosong saw this, he was slightly startled, then rolled his eyes at him and said: "I thought you were a gentleman, but I didn't expect you are also a master who doesn't let go of eagles when he sees rabbits!"
"Haha, each other, didn't I think you were a harmless and cute girl before?" Liang Yan chuckled and took the lead to walk towards the outside of the hospital.
"That's what I am!"
With an angry look on his face, Li Xiaosong quickly followed Liang Yan and disappeared together at the corner of the corridor of Lingbao Pavilion.