Qin Yi really wanted to see Minghe. After half a year of separation, how could he miss it? He was also worried that Minghe might be very hurt to lose his magic weapon. He would rather give up exchanging what he could use from Meng Qingying, and then exchange Minghe's magic weapon for her and return it to her.

He might jump up with joy when he meets him on another occasion, but for this occasion, emmmmm...

Qin Yi couldn't imagine what expression he should have when he met Minghe in front of his senior sister, and what he said was more appropriate?

What kind of monk's life-and-death battle is that? The Shura Field is the purgatory on earth...

Liusu had long been laughing in the stick and rolling around: "The price of a peach blossom man depends on how you die."

Are you happy that I die? Qin Yi dared not reply. Liusu's divine consciousness is now recovering stronger and stronger. He can teleport his thoughts in front of his senior sister and not be discovered. Qin Yi is not good at it.

Qin Yi, who was full of stoop, turned around in a daze and planned to return to the mansion to be autistic. As soon as his body turned around, he was stopped by Ju Yunxiu: "Where are you going?"

"Ah, oh, go back to the house to practice."

"You have been practicing Qinhua with me these two days, why are you back?"

Qin Yi wiped his cold sweat and knew what his senior sister had called him to stop him.

Because my senior sister has always liked to be with him while painting with her Qinle and painting, the people in the fairy palace were so angry that they saw their free and easy appearance. But my senior sister was very happy. What she wanted was actually very simple, it was just that.

Ju Yunxiu bit his lower lip: "It's because I haven't let you touch it these two days?"

"No, no." Qin Yi said: "I just remember that there are magic weapons seized from Dahuanxi Temple that need to be sacrificed and refined."

Ju Yunxiu pondered and said, "I saw your Demon-killing Sword. You can only use that sword once now, which means you won't lose your strength after using it. The string of Buddhist beads seized from Dahuanxi Temple is also a Huiyang thing. You cannot use these two things at the same time in your practice. You should consider the magic weapon you use normally."

Qin Yi said: "There is a bowl..."

"That is not suitable for you, and in this battle you are not suitable for using this to stimulate your opponent, which will instead bring back the hatred that the opponent is concentrated on Zheng Yunyi."

"Hey, it makes sense... Senior sister has also become a little bit bad..."

"Didn't you learn from you?" Ju Yunxiu's face turned slightly red: "Where is your Yunxiu Di?"

"Well, the flute material is a spellcasting medium, not directly aggressive."

"You can re-sacrifice and reform." Ju Yunxiu said: "Yunxiu is in hand, don't just think about blowing, she can hit people."

Qin Yi was so nervous that he was not afraid to make a sound by this pun.

I always feel that Minghe will be beaten when he comes.

In Ju Yunxiu's eyes, he felt that this little thief had rarely climbed up the pole today, and became serious, not bad.

So he said, "The casting medium is just a basic purpose of magic weapons. To sacrifice and refine it upwards, it can be released by self-contained power. Who said that it was attacked with materials? Did you turn yourself into a hammer after wielding the stick for a long time, or did you see too many bowls in Dahuanxi Temple?"

Qin Yi scratched his head. Today, he was really worried, and he was unable to think clearly, so he could only be scolded honestly.

Ju Yunxiu said: "The twelve holes of the horizontal flute are combined with the number of the earthly branches; one of the blowing holes, six of the holes, and seven main holes are combined with the number of the Beidou. If you sacrifice and refine them according to my ideas, you should be that every time you input magic power into one hole, a special magic will burst out, and at the same time you can activate a certain number and have combination skills. Such a rich variety of changes is a qualified natal magic weapon. Now you can develop the first one."

Even Liusu couldn't help but say, "Your senior sister is indeed a insightful Huiyang powerful man. Unfortunately, she is not fighting. She is probably very limited in her practical experience in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is often the one who is defeated by others, which is a bit of a waste of her Taoism."

Everyone has their own ambitions and what is the waste or not? Qin Yi thinks that his senior sister is a true immortal, and he doesn't think about the person who hammers every day. Of course, he can't argue with Liusu. He quickly thought of the first direction that flutes can develop.

The sound attack skill, whether it is motivational, ecstasy or harmless, cannot spare the time to play during the battle, and is not practical, so he can only abuse and show off. As a result, he has used Yunxiu Di less and less in the real battle situation, and has never used it in recent stages.

If you can input different mana into the sound hole, the corresponding music will automatically sound, which should be a practical development as a magic weapon.

He solemnly bowed to Ju Yunxiu: "I'm sure to receive the teachings."

Ju Yunxiu looked at him with a smile. She knew that this guy rarely treated him as a master, or simply said to be a woman and treated him more strongly.

But once he becomes serious, he is very cute. In fact, he respects himself very much. If he is not allowed to go further, he will be honest and never surpass him.

I just don’t know which one he respects more than the unknown master hidden in his heart?

Ju Yunxiu held his chin and said, "So don't go back to the cave. You have to develop the ability of sound attack. Can you do it without me?"

Qin Yi: "..."

So in the eyes of other people in the Immortal Palace, the helpless Qin Yi not only did not go back to practice, but instead hurried in the gentle country of Qinqi Peak. He went out and went together all day long, touching a flute and blowing around, and often hid in the house together for a while, and didn't know what he was doing all night.

To put it nicely, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals. To put it ugly, it is like two salted fish.

Oh no, Santiao. There is also a Qingcha sitting beside her every day watching people feed dog food, but I don’t know why I’m not tired of it.

"No more help."

"Wait for death."

"I'd better hope Zheng Yunyi can get back on the situation. I can't rely on this."

…………

The days passed in a flash, and the month arrived soon.

The competition venue was not in the Wandao Immortal Palace, but an independent secret realm opened by the arbitrator Tianshu Shenque. It was on the edge of the East Sea, with a floating cloud platform, and there was only one small dot from the ground.

The four sects of Wandao Immortal Palace and thousands of disciples who could fly climbed to the Yuntai. After going up, they found that the territory was very large, not only was it very large, but many people had also come.

Although the battle between Wandao Immortal Palace and Dahuanxi Temple has not reached the level of the sect war, it has been a rare major conflict in the past century. Many sects and casual cultivators who received the news came to watch the fun. Tens of miles of Yuntai were actually covered with tens of thousands of people.

Before he got close, he saw a bunch of figures from afar. Qin Yi realized that there were so many people who practice immortality in this world, and they were all idle.

No wonder everyone thinks it will greatly affect reputation. This is in full view of everyone, I am afraid that the immortal world of China will know everything...

Losing means losing. No one cares about how many levels the gap between you and your opponent is. That is something you two have agreed on by yourself, and others only care about the result.

Similarly, in full view of the public, the outcome of winning or losing is a kind of statistic. No matter what hatred you had before, this battle is the end. If Zheng Yunyi and Qin Yi were killed, if the Wandao Immortal Palace retaliates with this, it will make people feel that they can't afford to lose; if the person from Dahuanxi Temple was killed and wanted to continue revenge, it will make people feel that the shrew was stubborn. People have put their disciples in danger and face you with a high-level war monk. What else do you want?

Of course, it may be no big deal for others to despise you, and this requires an arbitrator. If anyone does not follow the rules, the arbitrator will help the other party beat you up. You should consider whether you can afford it.

To be able to be such an arbitrator, one must also be a sect with sufficient prestige and confidence.

For example, Tianshu Shenque, known as the leader of the righteous path and the first sect in Shenzhou, has three Qianyuan placed on their faces. I don’t know how strong the sect leader is. The size of this family can bring together the Wandao Immortal Palace and the Dahuanxi Temple.

Minghe, who was in the heart of the Qin, stood in front of the Huiyang-level Mangshan ancestor. Such a cruel Mangshan ancestor had to smile very friendly. This is the power of the name of Tianshu Shenque.

So in the conversation between Qin Yi and Xianhe, everyone agreed that the four words were: the family was too high.

Although Tianshu Shenque is extremely disgusted with Dahuanxi Temple, it may not be worthy of some evil things in Wandao Immortal Palace. Its position may be slightly biased towards Wandao Immortal Palace, but it is not too far. Dahuanxi Temple knew that it would be difficult to find a more suitable neutral person, so it could only pinch its nose and recognize it.

But they never thought that the beauty that came was such a beauty.

There are nearly half of the tens of thousands of monks here. Even if the cultivators did not deliberately change their appearance, they naturally had white skin as snow as slim figure. With the temperament of fairy spirit, they could say that none of them were ugly. Even the most ordinary one was placed in the mortal world, and they could probably be called a fairy, and the best among them might be hyped as a slim figure.

But thousands of fairies here were actually suppressed by a Taoist nun.
Chapter completed!