Dedicate One’s Mind

　　 Seeing that Feijian was about to pass through Wu Yi's body, many disciples couldn't help but exclaimed. The young disciple was full of triumph and hated himself for fearing Wu Yi's eyes before. It turned out to be a garish look.

　　 Ge Yunyi saw the appearance of worry on the face of this situation, but he was very happy, but he didn't expect that a disciple would come out on the opposite side with a flying sword, so it was not easy to deal with.

Although flying swords are basically of no use to disciples at the first stage of refining qi, most of them are used for flying swords. Because they have not mastered the art of warding off spirits, they can only go straight back and forth. Using them once will consume a lot of spiritual energy. The opponent basically lost his resistance after hiding.

But since this disciple dared to use the flying sword, he was able to simply change directions after years of hard training. With the flying sword, he could defeat his opponent within three rounds. This is why he dared to be the first one to come out. , Is to defeat the opponent in a short time to win the face for one's own side.

Ge Yunyi thought well, but worried that his selfishness was too obvious before. Li Gu complained and glanced at the head of the seat quietly. Unexpectedly, the expressions of Li Gu and the middle-aged Taoist were completely opposite. Li Gu seemed to be smiling instead of smiling. , His face looked at the play, while the middle-aged Taoist looked unhesitating and sullen.

　　 Realizing that something was wrong, Ge Yunyi quickly turned his gaze back to watch the fighting situation. Before he could see clearly, everyone cried out, and some even stood up.

　　 It turned out that "Wu Yi" was cut by a flying sword. It was **** and terrible, but soon everyone discovered that something was wrong, because after the blood fell on the ground, it disappeared, and there was no smell.

Feijian cut through "Wu Yi", and the young disciple couldn't help laughing out loud, but then realized that it was not good, so he reduced his smile, and said helplessly at Li Gu, "I thought this fellow Taoist would resist. I did not expect to miss it for a while, but I hope to understand."

"No need." The young disciple heard the deep sarcasm in the voice, and wanted to defend it a bit, but suddenly felt that the voice seemed a bit familiar, and raised his head in surprise. He didn't expect Wu Yi to be so suddenly. Close to his body, his figure hurriedly backed away, and at the same time he hurriedly called back the flying sword, but Wu Yi patted it with a palm and hit his abdomen, dissipating his strength.

　　 The palms were spit out, and the young disciple's body flew straight from Wu Yi's flying boat and landed on his original banquet position like a kite that missed the line. The position was just right, and there was no difference. This strength control can be described as minimal.

The young disciple was on a flying boat on Wu Yi’s side when the young disciple was invited to fight, but now he was beaten back, falling on the wine table, his clean Qingyun robe was covered with oily vegetable leaves, it looked very funny, Ge Yiyi first Everyone laughed out loud, and then the disciples couldn’t help but laugh. As for the disciples in Runan County, although they didn’t laugh out loud, they all looked disdainful, and they had to have this ability to grab the limelight. Now they are beaten and lost. To their faces.

It’s just that they recalled the previous fighting method in their hearts, how Wu Yi disappeared. They haven’t noticed yet, and there is a bit of jealousy towards Wu Yi in their hearts. If they are facing each other, they may not be able to see that Wu Yi’s illusion is coming. It may end up with this person. Not much better.

In fact, Wu Yi used one of the six dusts before. Wu Yi played against the heart demon day by day. He also learned some of the methods of the heart demon. He has mastered all the other five dusts except for the most obscure magic dust. , Although it is not as proficient as the inner demon, it can still be used to fight against other people.

In fact, Wu Yi used not only the color dust, but also the sound dust. The description of himself at the beginning left a reflection of not much practice time and insufficient fighting experience in everyone's minds, so he faced it later. When Feijian was stupid, it was generally accepted by everyone, and everyone would believe that this was his true body, and his true body had already approached the young disciple's side.

It is worth mentioning that Wu Yi did not immediately make a move after approaching, and secretly used an aerosol technique. Since the aerosol spreads out like aura, everyone only thinks that it is a young disciple who uses the Dao Law to naturally diffuse the aura. Unexpectedly, it was Wu Yi. After Wu Yi approached, he continued to watch the performance of that young disciple. This is also the reason why Li Gu's face seemed to be smiling instead of smiling, which seemed inexplicable.

After all, Wu Yi used the perfect combination of color dust and sound dust to make everyone think that the scared stupid was Wu Yi's original body, ignoring the surroundings, otherwise, how can a small trick like aerosol surgery have been hidden by so many people, a small blind eye trick Wu Yi "won the battle mysteriously.

　　 The young disciple heard the ridicule of the crowd and felt resentful. He looked at Wu Yi angrily, and secretly called Feijian in his heart, intending to attack Wu Yi.

　　 Feeling the sound of the wind whistling behind him, Wu Yi glanced at the young disciple coldly. Did he really think he had no success? It was too naive, and he dared to attack him.

Just when Wu Yi was about to use his back hand, the middle-aged Taoist turned to the young disciple Tong Can Chunlei: "Asshole, isn't it shameful enough?" Suddenly the disciple's condensed aura was shaken away, and at the same time it was shocked. After dispersing the alien aura lurking in his dantian, it was Wu Yi's back hand, and once it was triggered, he could abolish the disciple's dantian.

　　 It's just that Wu Yi still hid a ray of mind in that alien aura. After the aura was shaken, Wu Yi's body also tilted for a while, almost unable to stand firmly.

　　 The middle-aged Taoist is good at calculating. Not only does he stop the young disciples’ secret calculations and leave a good reputation for justice, they also secretly put Wu Yi together, and no one can tell what is wrong.

　　 Li Gu saw this scene and glanced at the middle-aged Taoist, Yun Danfeng said softly: "Brother Tao, let's not intervene in matters between juniors."

The sound seemed plain to everyone's ears, except that it fell in Wu Yi's ears and there was still a ringing bell. It was a purple and golden bell. Li Gu was helping Wu Yi to heal his injury. Before the voice fell, Wu Yi was shaking. The body stands upright, and the momentum is even better.

　　The middle-aged Taoist knew that his little trick was seen by Li Gu, and he was too embarrassed to expose Li Gu's help to Wu Yi's wounds. He whispered: "Isn't this teaching a shameful disciple."

The young disciple’s aura was shaken away, and Feijian lost control. He fell swayingly near Wu Yi. Wu Yi waved his hand and took Feijian in his hand. , The ice cold is bright, and I don't know what it is made of.

"Family Daoist, in the next Fan Mingqing, my clan brother is not sensible. I am here to apologize to you on his behalf. As for this flying sword is my Fan family's ancestor, I hope that Daoist friend can return it." Seeing Wu Yi got the flying sword After looking around, it seemed that there was no idea of ​​returning. Another disciple in Qingshui City, Runan County stood up and said to Wu Yi, still young but with a steady face, unlike the frivolousness of the young disciple before.

Wu Yi glanced sideways at the disciple who was speaking, and did not answer him. Instead, he glanced at the surrounding people. Most of them were expressionless, but there was still a small group of people who were interested in watching the show. Whether Wu Yitong disagrees, they are all the same. It's a good show.

"An ancestral thing is actually given to such a dude, and your family's heart is too big." Wu Yi said this sentence in a mocking tone, making the young disciple look ashamed and watching with fire. Wu Yi.

　　 "It's true that the elders have made a mistake." What Wu Yi didn't expect was that Fan Mingqing hadn't even cared about the face of his clan disciple. Even in front of so many people, he said so.

　　 "Fan Mingqing, you bastard, this flying sword was given to me by my father. What qualifications do you have to evaluate." The young disciple was like a burning oil drum, and suddenly pointed to Fan Mingqing's face.

　　 Fan Mingqing glanced at the young disciple proudly, and said lightly: "Fan Mingyi, where is the sword?"

　　 The young disciple, who was called Fan Mingyi by Fan Mingqing, had a flushed face. He gave Fan Mingqing and Wu Yi angrily, stomped his feet, and ran upstairs.

　　 "Friends of Daoist, this sword is not in your hand. I don't know how to exchange it." Fan Mingqing didn't know where to take out a sword and threw it to Wu Yi, calmly saying.

　　 I have to say that Fan Mingqing is more accessible than Fan Mingyi, who knows that he grew up in his family's favor at a glance.

Wu Yi took the tossed flying sword and looked at it. There was no difference. After all, he hadn't studied this, but Wu Yi didn't doubt anything. People like Fan Mingqing generally don't cheat on such trails. For people, there are ravines in their hearts that can accommodate mountains and seas.

　　 Wu Yi looked at Feijian and then at Fan Mingqing. Just when Fan Mingqing thought Wu Yi was about to agree, Wu Yi shook his head slightly.

　　 Fan Mingqing condensed his eyes and said, "Tao friends, you need to know enough, not greedy."

Fan Mingqing can easily take out a flying sword. His wealth is not small, and it is nothing to take another one. The key to his disagreement lies in his face. Changing one is to make up for his family's sneak attack. , Full of benevolence and righteousness, if there are more, it will be timid, he is not willing to carry a cowardly name.

　　 Wu Yi said with a smile: "The Daoist is too worried. The younger brother has just entered the Taoist school. When I first saw an expert like the older brother, my hands were itchy for a while, so I just wanted to ask for advice."

　　 Fan Mingqing's face was slightly dark, and said: "I have a few tricks in the inner sect. If I can't win, I'm afraid I will hurt my junior."

Wu Yi knew this for a long time. Among the people on the opposite side, he felt that Fan Mingqing did not seem to be the pinnacle of the four changes. Perhaps he had dealt with the black beetle a lot, and he was more familiar with flames. He clearly felt that there was a faint feeling in Fan Mingqing's body. The flame breath is just different from Dao Yun, which is very strange. Now Fan Mingqing said by himself, he understood in his heart that he might have cultivated to the nine changes after the Qi refining, but he did not know how many changes he had practiced.

　　 Seeing the eager look in Wu Yi's eyes, he knew that Wu Yi would not give up if he didn't do it before. Fan Mingqing had no choice but to say: "Since the younger brother insists, then the younger brother will make a move, and the younger brother will take it."

　　 At the beginning of the speech, Wu Yi's mind was tense. He had never confronted such a character before, and looked at Fan Mingqing carefully.

　　 "Roar", a roar echoed on the flying boat. Wu Yi took a closer look. It was a fire lion, composed entirely of flames, a thing created by spiritual energy.

The fire lion roared and rushed towards Wu Yi with a roar. This fire lion had already locked Wu Yi's breath. The six dusts that Wu Yi mastered were fundamentally ineffective. Several Qi blade techniques flew out by the fire lion. Shot out, no damage is seen.

Wu Yi frowned ~www.readwn.com~ and continued to send out a few Qi Blade Techniques. The Fire Lion wanted to repeat the story again, but the Qi Blade suddenly changed its direction and flew by the Fire Lion, making a deep hole. The flame momentum has also weakened a lot.

Fan Mingqing glanced at Wu Yi in surprise, and said, "Junior brother has opened his eyes." With Fan Mingqing’s vision, it’s not difficult to see that this is the art of guarding spirits, the art of mind attachment, and it is extremely difficult, at least for the time being. Without control, the reason why the fire lion can do such agile movements is because it locks Wu Yi's breath.

The middle-aged Daoist appeared to be much calmer. After all, he found out when he solved the alien aura hidden in Fan Mingyi's dantian. Although there are few disciples who control the art of imperial spirit in the refining stage, he has seen it once or twice. .

Through a little bit of attrition, Wu Yi finally wiped out the fire lion when he was about to approach him. After doing all of this, Wu Yi was already out of breath and had an unstable breath. Although the magic of the spirit defense was dexterous, it was costly. Big.

He changed hands and threw the flying swords on both sides back to Fan Mingqing. The winner was already divided. If Fan Mingqing released a few more fire lions when he was against a fire lion, he would resist it. This is a trustworthy person, and even more proud. People are very similar to Wu Yi, and Wu Yi doesn't care about two flying swords either.

　　 Fan Mingqing took back one of the flying swords, threw the other flying sword back, and said, "One yard returns to one yard. If you change it, you can change it."

　　 Wu Yi took Feijian without saying a word, nodded and returned to his position.

　　 After watching everything silently, Li Gu held up a glass of wine and said to the middle-aged Taoist: "Brother Dao, it's rare to see such harmony between the disciples. Come and have a drink together."

　　 The middle-aged Taoist smiled awkwardly and also raised his glass, saying: "Yes, yes, drink and drink together."

　　 A banquet is unpleasant and ends smoothly, at least on the surface.