Xiaobai had some confusion in his eyes and asked strangely: "The pressure is very high, is Xiaobai very heavy?"

Liu Ruyue walked slowly and laughed softly, "How could Xiaobai be heavy? It's just someone who is embarrassed."

Xiao Chen smiled embarrassedly, looked at the two of them and said, "Sorry, I'm worried."

During the hard practice, although Xiao Chen was immersed in the cultivation, his spiritual consciousness continued to spread around him and knew the situation outside.

Liu Ruyue's actions made Xiao Chen feel a little guilty. Such a dangerous thing would definitely be worried when someone who cares about him saw it, and he would not think about it at that time.

Liu Ruyue whispered: "You and I can't use such pretentiousness between you and me. Let's go, go back and have some rest first."

The three of them walked back slowly. Along the way, Xiaobai was the most active of the three. He talked about everything and asked some questions that made people laugh and cry, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Time flies and soon the end of the month collapses. During this period, Xiao Chen is not as crazy as before.

He only spent half a day practicing every day, and spent the rest of the time wandering around the Tiandao Pavilion with Xiaobai and Liu Ruyue.

After visiting Tiandao Pavilion for so long, Xiao Chen has not yet visited Tiandao Pavilion well, and maybe he will not have the chance to be as free as he is now.

So when Liu Ruyue proposed to wander around, Xiao Chen immediately agreed to (Chang) (Feng) Literature     et.

As the end of the month approaches, the atmosphere in Tiandao Pavilion is very busy, and from time to time, some famous masters from all over the world come.

These are all lonely warriors, or some smaller sects and families, who have not received invitations from the Tiandao Pavilion.

Come with a heavy gift, hoping that Tiandao Pavilion can give you an invitation letter and show your face during the welcome ceremony to see if it can leave an impression on the people in the Holy Land.

Some sects with particularly outstanding disciples are even more eager for invitation letters, if people in the holy land can fall in love with their disciples.

The family or sect can immediately become a first-class or second-class force in the Daqin country, and each person will be taken away according to the traditional holy land.

They will give their subordinate forces a lot of benefits. There will be no less advanced secret book spirit stone secret treasure soul soldiers. The most important thing is that they will be protected by the holy land, and no one will cause trouble.

The endless stream of people made disciples with flying spirit beasts at Wangtiantai so that they could make money from the spirit stones.

Almost as soon as I finished carrying one person, business came to my door immediately, looking at the high and steep roads on Tiantai Mountain.

If you walk up, even if you try your best, ordinary warriors will have to spend half a day.

For these anxious people, how could they bear it? They naturally rushed to be flying spirit beasts one by one.

Xiao Chen looked at the foot of the rooftop, and people holding hopes one by one said with emotion: "The charm of the holy land is really not that big. One piece of news alarmed the entire Qin Kingdom."

Liu Ruyue whispered beside her: "There is no way. In the eyes of ordinary people, the holy land is like a god. The inheritance of tens of thousands of years has made this awe come to my bones."

Xiao Chen frowned slightly when he heard this and said softly: "How can the road of warriors place their hopes on the gods? Let's go to other places, there is nothing good to see in this place."

Liu Ruyue sensed the sharpness and sharpness in Xiao Chen's words, and was slightly surprised. Xiao Chen seemed not very concerned about the holy land.

"Then let's go, let's go to other places to see. There is another good place in Tiandao Pavilion that you haven't gone to." Liu Ruyue chuckled softly.

After a while, the two of them came to the top of a mountain. The peak was more than 10,000 meters high, which surprised Xiao Chen.

Walking up a thousand meters from the hillside, the entire mountain peak was completely in the clouds. When we arrived at the top of the mountain, it felt like we were walking in the clouds.

As they flew along the way, both of them felt a little tired. After reaching the top of the mountain, they immediately went to rest.

Looking at the endless rolling clouds in front of him, Liu Ruyue's eyes were a little melancholy and she said softly: "Ye Chen, the people from the Holy Land will come in three days. After the competition, you must leave Tiandao Pavilion."

For Xiao Chen, the Tiandao Pavilion was just a post station. Liu Ruyue knew it very early, and his steps would never stop in the Tiandao Pavilion.

After learning to hear the sword and communicate with the spirit, Xiao Chen actually should have left, but he has not left. Liu Ruyue knew clearly that he might have a little nostalgia to repay his kindness.

When Xiao Chen heard this, his face did not change much. This problem had troubled him for a long time.

But when Liu Ruyue waved her sword to cut off the tree that night, he had already figured it out that people have seven emotions and six desires, and if they just suppress them, they would definitely produce inner demons.

On the way the warrior advances, love is definitely not a way to the warrior.

Xiao Chen didn't know that when he had such an idea, he invisibly survived the biggest bond and love barrier of a warrior in his life.

The love barrier is sad. In history, too many powerful people and geniuses have fallen on the word "love". Pressing emotions in the heart, there are even more decisive people who directly cut off their love threads and walk alone on the warrior's avenue.

When we reached the real bottleneck of the peak, the inner demon suddenly arose and could never overcome that kind of cut, and in the end we would never reach the peak.

After pondering for a while, Xiao Chen looked at Liu Ruyue and said very seriously: "Ruyue, I like you. One day I will make Qingyun Peak no longer a burden and take you with me."

When Liu Ruyue heard this, her pretty face turned slightly red. She never thought that Xiao Chen, who was usually restrained and a bit dull, would say such bold words.

Standing for a while, she couldn't speak. Seeing Liu Ruyue bowing her head and saying nothing, Xiao Chen suddenly burst into laughter.

Liu Ruyue looked up at Xiao Chen, and asked with confusion: "Why are you laughing at?"

Xiao Chen laughed continuously and continued, "Ruyue, I really like you. I am such a fool. I only know now that I like you more than I imagined."

"Actually, I should have said that I like you no matter whether you want it or not. If you are willing to wait for me, one day my strength will make Qingyun no longer a burden."

"I like you, Liu Ruyue, I like you, I like your words and smiles, I like everything about you, I like you to be kind to me, I really like you!"

Xiao Chen suddenly said loudly, his voice roaring like thunder roaring in the sky of ten thousand meters, echoing endlessly.

Those words like you shook the endless clouds and scattered back to Liu Ruyue's ears, which lasted for a long time.

Liu Ruyue blushed and covered Xiao Chen's mouth and said, "Don't be so loud, I know you like me."

Xiao Chen looked at Liu Ruyue with a slightly wet corner of her eyes, gently took her right hand, which was placed beside her mouth, and then held it tightly.

Liu Ruyue held Xiao Chen's palm in her back hand, sensed the temperature of the other party's palm, and smiled with tears, and said softly: "I believe you can do it. I will be on Qingyun Peak and wait for you to come back."

Xiao Chen gently pulled Liu Ruyue's hand and hugged her whole body in his arms. The two of them hugged each other tightly without saying anything.

Three days later, the grand welcome ceremony finally began. The entire Tiandao Pavilion was immersed in a festive atmosphere, and all the inner disciples got up early on this day.

The same is true for Xiao Chen. Before dawn, he put on his clothes and stood up, and practiced his sword skills in the courtyard.

There will be a great battle today, whether it is Duanmu Qing, Duanchengxue, Shifeng, Yan Chixue, Hua Yunfei, Ji Changkong, these are all famous leaders from all over the world.

Although Xiao Chen was confident and defeated them one by one, he did not dare to be too careless.

The breeze was shining and the sword light flashed. Xiao Chen used all the martial arts he had learned one by one.

Of course, I just practiced it once and didn't use too much energy. Otherwise, if I really exert it all, the courtyard would probably be destroyed immediately.

When Xiao Chen finished executing it, Liu Ruyue, who appeared beside him at some point, was holding a folded white robe in her hand and looking at Xiao Chen with a faint smile.

Xiao Chen looked at the white robe in Liu Ruyue's hand, sensed a strange energy on the clothes, and asked in confusion: "Ruyue, what is this."

Liu Ruyue explained: "This is a secret treasure, one of the most precious treasures of Qingyun, called Qingfeng Robe. After wearing it, you can increase your degree by 10% in all aspects, whether it is dodging, shooting, or running degree, it will increase by 10%.

"The most important thing is that it doesn't require you to consume any energy, it will automatically swing the effect every moment."

Xiao Chen took the white Qingfeng robe and showed a look of joy on his face. If he just listened to the previous sentence, it might not be a big deal, but it would only increase by 10%.

But with the next sentence, this Qingfeng robe can afford the word "Super Treasure". Without consuming energy and always exerting the effect, it is equivalent to directly increasing the martial artist's body skills by 10% forever.

It also increases with the increase of the warrior's degree. There is no fixed upper limit. It is a perfect match when used with Xiao Chen's Fengxing boots.

"Don't stand, hurry up and get familiar with it." Liu Ruyue gently pushed Xiao Chen and said.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, walked to the bedroom with a white robe, took off his coat and put it on Qingfeng robe.

After dressing, he was about to wear it. Xiao Chen looked at the bronze mirror. In the mirror, Xiao Chen called out a white robe, his face was fair, and a blue cloth strip was tied on his head.

Covering the mark of the blood-colored throne, the whole person's temperament became very extraordinary, and there was an elegant atmosphere compared to usual, completely covering up all Xiao Chen's murderous intent.

This is a change on the outside. Xiao Chen was even more surprised by the change inside, when he put on a robe.

On the surface of the white cloth, thin energy lines that are invisible to the naked eye are immediately shot down, penetrate into the skin from the pores, and are soon connected to all the cells and meridians in Xiao Chen's body.

Xiao Chen waved his hand and immediately felt that the wave was much faster than usual. He just took a step forward with his legs. Who knew that this step was much faster than he thought. He almost fell down after his body was unstable.
Chapter completed!