Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

No matter how he conflicts with Yuqing, it can't change what has happened.

Chu Qiurong hit Luo Qinghe with a soul-breaking sword technique, but fortunately, Luo Qinghe's cultivation was still shallow and he could not fully exert the power of this sword technique.

Chu Qiurong was able to fight despite being injured, and finally lived up to expectations, defeating Luo Qinghe by virtue of his cultivation gap. After that, he persisted and won the remaining two matches against other players, winning the first place in the group.

As for the final result, no one in Jiuxue cared about it. As soon as the swordsmanship competition ended, several people led by Tu Nian immediately took Chu Qiurong back to his residence. Then Nie Yanchen rushed over without any effort on his front and back legs.

After he entered the door, he first kicked everyone out of the room, leaving only Jin Nanfeng and Xu Ziqiao as helpers. Originally, Tu Nian was also one of the people who was going to be expelled, but she couldn't bear it and insisted on staying. Next, Nie Yanchen was anxious to check Chu Qiurong's injuries, but did not go to get into trouble with her.

Then Tu Nian grabbed Xu Ziqiao's clothes and was standing by the bed, when he saw Nie Yanchen taking off Chu Qiurong's clothes with his backhand.

"hiss--"

Taking a breath of cold air, Tu Nian immediately turned his head and raised his hands to cover his eyes.

But it was of no use. With just one glance, the firm and beautiful back muscles were completely imprinted in her mind.

What's more important is...God, he's so good at carrying it!
  While he was shocked, Tu Nian vaguely seemed to hear Bo Qiu muttering in a slightly annoyed voice: "What the hell is this?"

"Master!!"

Feeling the sudden chill on her back, Chu Qiurong's face suddenly felt hot. Regardless of her injury, she quickly got up from the bed with strength on her waist and tried to put on her clothes. However, as soon as she raised her body, she was pulled back by someone again. Nie Yanchen ruthlessly pushed him back onto the bed.

"You're still moving around. I think you don't want this level of cultivation."

"Master, Master!"

Chu Qiurong struggled wildly, "I suddenly felt that it doesn't seem to have much influence whether I want or not to cultivate this thing——"

He was serious. Rather than letting an underage girl look at his naked body like this, it would be more satisfying to lose all his cultivation.

Nie Yanchen was annoyed by him and frowned. He slapped his head with a loud slap, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will strip you naked and hang you on the banyan tree at the entrance of Sanhuangjing."

Chu Qiurong only felt a "buzz" on his head, and his whole body immediately became calm. Then Nie Yanchen pressed his back with one hand and slapped it irregularly. For a moment, there was nothing but "pop, pop" in the room. There was a sound of hitting, and there was no other sound.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too dull, so Tu Nian hesitated for a long time, closed his eyes and reassured him: "Senior brother, don't worry, I turned my head away and couldn't see."

I'd rather you didn't say it.

Xu Ziqiao's suppressed laughter came to her ears, and Chu Qiurong thought with tears in her eyes.

Just like this, he patted his back all over, which was a preparation for the examination. Nie Yanchen ordered him: "Now control the spiritual power in a stable state, follow the guidance of my spiritual power, and dredge the meridians from top to bottom. I want to Check your meridians for damage."

The power of breaking a jar and breaking it is powerful. When Chu Qiurong accepted the reality that Tu Nian saw her bare back, she had the idea that "the dew has been exposed, and it must be made valuable", so she checked He also became extremely cooperative.

After talking and laughing, everyone was still very concerned about Chu Qiurong's condition. During the inspection for more than half an hour, the three relatives in the room, apart from helping, spent the rest of the time worrying.

Especially Xu Ziqiao, even though he and Chu Qiurong are usually as big or small as each other, this time he took care of all the trivial things. He was so busy that he seemed to be working harder than Nie Yanchen. .

After the final inspection, Nie Yanchen breathed a long sigh of relief. Seeing his relieved expression, Tu Nian immediately understood that Chu Qiurong's condition was not as bad as she expected.

"How?" she asked impatiently.

Pulling Chu Qiurong's half-undressed clothes, Nie Yanchen said: "That sword only damaged some insignificant meridians in his body, and his internal organs and spiritual roots were not seriously damaged." "Just now, I have helped him cut off those meridians. It’s almost repaired, and you just need to practice it carefully for a while, and you’ll be fine.”

"That's fine."

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and Tu Nian also patted his chest.

"What about the sect melee?"

After putting on his clothes, Chu Qiurong turned over and leaned on the bedside behind him. He pointed out the details in Nie Yanchen's words with some fatigue, "Is this 'for a while' before or after it?"

Nie Yanchen showed a look of solemnity on his face, which soon turned into helplessness, "This is what I want to tell you. Although cultivation can ensure that you are safe, there is one thing you should pay attention to, that is, when you use spiritual power before you are completely recovered, At most, it can only contribute seven points."

"..."

The atmosphere in the room, which had just improved a bit, suddenly dropped again when Nie Yanchen poured cold water on it.

"Seven points of power."

Chu Qiurong chewed on this ratio and calculated it for a moment, and finally came to the conclusion, "It is about the third level of the early stage of Nascent Soul, and it can use the first five moves of the Snow Sword Technique with all its strength."

"What is the use of the three-layer tube in the early stage?"

Xu Ziqiao pursed his lips and said gloomily: "Of the Nascent Souls from other sects this year, the worst ones have the initial two levels of cultivation. In such a comparison, our sect is not ranked first, but it is Even the top three are difficult.”

At this point, a look of deep guilt appeared on his face, "It would have been better if I hadn't gone to Yuqing then..."

"It's over now, don't think about it anymore."

Slowly interrupting his self-blame, Nie Yanchen looked at the disciples in front of him with joy and said: "In fact, winning or losing is not important. I can see that the disciples in the sect have grown to this level. This competition Even if it’s not in vain.”

"Stop it!"

The more Tu Nian listened to the conversation between the two, the more he felt something was wrong. He raised his hand in the air and glanced at the pair of master and apprentice who were trying to exert negative energy in surprise, "Our sect is leading the standings now. It's hard for both of you to be in the top three, but if one of you has grown up, it won't be in vain, and you act like you're bound to lose, so what's going on?"

Nie Yanchen was relatively easy to understand. She was under great psychological pressure and wanted to stop putting pressure on others. What about Xu Ziqiao? Adolescent depression?
  Soon, Xu Ziqiao answered her question head-on, "So what if we are leading the standings now? Without Second Senior Brother, how can our sect rely on us to compete with the sect led by Yuan Ying? Could it be that we rely on you?"

Okay, it turns out that this person simply looks down on his own level.

Angry at the idiot he produced, Tu Nian raised his eyebrows in response, "Third Senior Brother, let me remind you that although there is still a gap in levels, you and I are both golden elixirs. If you want to despise me, why can't I wait for you? Let’s talk about it after ascending to Nascent Soul?”

"I……"

Tu Nian's words obviously hit Xu Ziqiao's Achilles' heel. He believed in strength first, and naturally he would not be complacent just because his cultivation level was a small level higher than anyone else's. So he held it in for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence while holding his neck. : "Sooner or later I will break through the Nascent Soul!"

Little boy.

Tu Nian laughed secretly in his heart, turned around and said to several masters and brothers: "The focus of the sect's melee is not only the word 'war', but more importantly the word 'mix'. Therefore, in this competition, the top strength is left to the two Senior brother, leave the rest to me."

Such an old song, such a bad joke (mentally confused)