I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 33: Cangyun Sequence (asking for monthly ticket)

The setting sun melts gold, and the dusk clouds merge together.

Lingbo Mountain, the male disciple courtyard.

Zhao Cangyun woke up from his meditation. At this time, Shang Shixu, who lived next door, should have come to call him to the dining hall for dinner, but there was no sound today.

"Strange, why is it so quiet? Where have all the people gone?"

Zhao Cangyun reached out to grab the black hairband hanging on the head of the bed, but pulled down the small black snake coiled there. The snake was as black as black jade, with a pair of short horns on its head and dark golden vertical pupils that glowed dimly.

hiss--

The little snake hissed in protest. Zhao Cangyun picked it up, looked at it, threw it away, and took out the hairband to tie his hair again.

Wearing the blue clothes of an outer sect disciple, Zhao Cangyun fastened the leather wristband, fiddled with the messy hair on his forehead, and his eyes under his sword-like eyebrows shone like cold stars.

"Let's go, Yugui, and look for that fellow Shang Shixu."

Two black-scaled knives, one long and one short, were hung on his side. Zhao Cangyun stretched out his hand, and the little black snake coiled up his arm, crawled into his clothes, and continued to sleep in his arms.

Pushing open the door, the setting sun shone down with warmth. The fifteen-year-old boy had a faint dimple on the corner of his mouth. He was as energetic as a deer in the woods, striding with big strides, his ponytail swinging behind his head.

When he arrived at the martial arts arena, Zhao Cangyun learned that someone had started a gambling fight today. He saw Shang Shixu standing alone in a sparsely populated area from a distance, staring intently at the direction of the arena.

Shang Shixu appears to be approachable on the surface, but he is actually a dull person who is only interested in insects and cultivation. If they had not met unexpectedly on the way to Cang Ling Sect and had not shared a life and death battle, it would have been difficult for them to become friends.

Zhao Cangyun walked towards Shang Shixu while looking at the arena.

On the stage, I saw a storm demon fighting with a wolf demon, and a male cultivator was controlling a magic weapon to launch sneak attacks from the side from time to time to support the wolf demon.

"Why is only one person fighting on top? The other one is lying down?"

Zhao Cangyun stretched his neck and jumped a few times. There were so many people in front of him that the road was blocked and he couldn't see anything clearly.

When he walked to Shang Shixu's side, Zhao Cangyun thought that Shang Shixu's side had a better view, but it turned out that there were more people in front. Both of them were still in the teenage stage of growth, and their height was not as high as those cultivators in front who had already reached adulthood.

"You can't even see a shit here, Lao Shang."

Shang Shixu glanced at him and tapped Zhao Cangyun on the head with the white jade flute in his hand. A subtle spiritual charm spread from between Zhao Cangyun's eyebrows.

Zhao Cangyun's eyes were shocked, and he immediately saw and heard the entire situation on the ring from all four directions.

The insect's vision is so clear that even the color and flow trajectory of the spiritual energy can be distinguished clearly.

This insect is called "Hercules", a rare spiritual insect, the size of a thumb, translucent throughout, and with wings like glass.

The wings flap silently, the trajectory is erratic when flying, and it can also penetrate low-level formation barriers.

When stationary, it blends into the environment, simulating the forms of dead leaves, rocks, and even fog. It has no spiritual fluctuations and is not easily detected, making it an excellent reconnaissance insect.

It takes a lot of effort for ordinary people to raise five or six insects, and the insects will die if they are unhappy. However, Shang Shixu can raise a group of them easily.

"It still has to be you, old..."

Zhao Cangyun's voice suddenly paused, and he looked at the yawning girl sitting cross-legged in the corner of the arena, his fingers tightening.

Shang Shixu noticed something and asked, "Do you know her?"

Zhao Cangyun felt inexplicably embarrassed, scratched his head and laughed, "It's hard to say."

"The thirteenth match, Jiang Yi wins!"

As the gong sounded, another fight ended, and the sound of Qi Tian jumping up and down and cursing could be heard again from the audience.

"What the hell are you bastards up to? She fought thirteen battles in a row, and only one person forced her to stand up. I'm so stupid!"

The smile on Zhao Cangyun's lips turned dangerous, and his fingers unconsciously stroked the hilt of the knife at his waist. "It's that idiot again, with a long tongue but no human language. How noisy!"

"What do you want to do?" Shang Shixu narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Cangyun. Zhao Cangyun was not as friendly and harmless as he seemed. When Shang Shixu thought of the scene on the way to Cangling Sect where Zhao Cangyun and a snake killed the group of people who were chasing him, he still felt frightened.

It is said that Zhao Cangyun is kind and simple. He would save a stranger and treat him sincerely. Along the way, he was like a young boy who left home for the first time, full of energy and without any pretense.

It is said that Zhao Cangyun is cruel and ruthless. When he kills people, it is as if a demon is in the world.

"What can I do in the sect? Come on, accompany me to the dining hall to eat something, but why are you so concerned about... her?"

"Nothing. Seeing the deep bond between the three sisters and how they support each other reminded me of a dear friend of mine who passed away long ago."

"I see. When did your best friend die? How did he die? Who killed him? A man or a woman? Weren't you there at the time? Why didn't you save your best friend? Why did you just watch him die?"

Shang Shixu held his breath and gave a weak smile, "Zhao Cangyun, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!"

"That won't work. Isn't the purpose of having a long tongue to speak? You've never experienced the pain of being anxious and unable to speak, so you don't know how good it is to be able to speak. Tell me about your deceased best friend. I promise not to tell anyone else. At most, I'll tell Yugui, who isn't human."

hiss--

"........."

As soon as the two of them left the martial arts arena, Shen Puning and Xin Wushuang arrived. Xin Wushuang changed into new clothes and came with a lunch box in her hand to deliver food to Jiang Yi on time.

"Ayi!"

Shen Puning pulled Xin Wushuang to the edge of the ring, congratulated Jiang Yi, and handed him a food box.

"I thought you were just going to have a few casual fights, but I didn't expect you to start a ring-defending bet. You're amazing!"

Without waiting for Jiang Yi to reach out, Hua Gu, who had just finished a fight, flew to Shen Puning and handed the food box to Jiang Yi. She also kindly helped Jiang Yi take out the food one by one and arranged them, and handed the chopsticks to him.

This scene made the onlookers gasp in amazement, and they couldn't help but want to twist their own demon's ears.

They are all demon spirits, so why do they have to feed the food to their own demon spirits? Their own demon spirits are often picky about food and overturn the table, but Jiang Yi's demon spirit serves her in return?
Jiang Yi smiled and said, "Thank you. It's not convenient for me to stand up now. Let's talk after I finish defending the ring."

Upon hearing this, Qi Tian, ​​who had been standing next to him, twisted his lips and pursed his lips, imitating Jiang Yi's words in a sarcastic tone.

"'I can't stand up easily', are you disabled? Lazy guy!"

Qi Tian's voice was very low. Jiang Yi raised his head slightly. He quickly turned to the side, lowered his head and pulled his sleeves, pretending to be very busy.

"Ayi, just compete well. Wushuang and I will be cheering you on!"

Xin Wushuang nodded and stepped aside with Shen Puning.

The setting sun sinks into the distant mountains and dusk gradually deepens.

The bronze lamps at the four corners of the arena in the center of the martial arts field lit up one after another, illuminating the arena as bright as day without any afterimages.

Jiang Yi was eating on the stage while waiting for someone to come on stage. Manager Luo Jun couldn't leave due to his duties. He hadn't completed the fasting, so he could only rub his stomach helplessly and swallow a fasting pill with tears in his eyes.

Most of the monks watching were reluctant to leave, fearing to miss the exciting moment, and they also took out their fasting pills to eat. For a while, there were constant sounds of retching from the audience.

Jiang Yi was enjoying the spiritual rice porridge from his bowl when another man jumped onto the stage, bowed and announced his intention to challenge him without any hesitation.

Luo Jun looked at Jiang Yi, who was slurping his food. "Don't worry about me, just get started."

The fourteenth round of the ring defense gambling fight began. Jiang Yi wanted to eat, so he started with a poisonous milk.

The opponent anticipated the situation and asked his little deer demon to dodge, but he failed to dodge and was hit hard instead.

The moment the little deer demon was confused by the milk, Hua Gu struck him with a bolt of lightning.

(｀⌒メ) Disturbing my master while he's eating, I'll kill you!
When the battle ended, Jiang Yi hadn't even finished his bowl of spiritual rice porridge.

You might say she was angry because she was disturbed during her meal, but she looked calm and happy. You might say she wasn't angry, but this time her attack was obviously faster, more accurate, and more ruthless than before.

(End of this chapter)