Chapter 117: Good luck

How to put it, her mood now suddenly became contradictory, because she became selfish-an idea to stay to understand this spell, instead of taking the young master home some days and staying on Flying Fish Island forever .
　　 May I ask who does not desire freedom, but desires stronger?
　　 shook her head. Miao Yin felt that it was better not to think about it. This kind of thinking would kill her.
When 　　 was about to find the entrance to the second floor, Miao Yin suddenly felt that his body could not move anymore, as if being imprisoned by something. Struggling to no avail, her eyes immediately showed a panic, and she could only watch her uncontrollably sitting on the sand.
　　 is a blessing or a curse, it is unknown.
　　……
　　 At the same time, when the two-hour trial time was nearing the end, Qin Mo, Zhao Qing and the others were standing outside the library, talking to each other, looking forward to the appearance of Yun Liao and Miao Yin.
　　 It didn't take long for Yun Liao to walk out of it.
　　 Junxiu's face is black and white, with some yellow mud stained, and her face embarrassed.
　　 When everyone saw this, they were a little surprised and hurriedly surrounded them. They didn't expect that Elder Yun, who had an innocuous body, would be so miserable.
　　 Only Qin Mo, who had experienced the first level, knew that Elder Yun’s appearance was normal. After all, Yun Liao is a 13-weight body refining, and he must be able to go farther, and it also means that the guardian will be stronger.
　　 The flame spell is difficult for the body refiner to stop.
　　 Qin Mo stepped forward and asked, "Elder Yun, which floor did you reach?"
　　 Yun Liao answered, "The third floor."
　　 When everyone heard this, they were surprised and happy.
　　 Qin Mo immediately became interested in this, and immediately asked: "Elder Yun, can you tell us about the trials after the second level? It also gives us a psychological preparation."
Yun Liao nodded, and said, "You should all know about the first level. The guardian displays flames. According to your strength, with the help of pseudo-innocuous bodies, you should be able to beat them. Second level, two Although the guardian is a body-refining eighth layer, it can release a fiery snake that is several feet long. It is very difficult to entangle. If you are not careful, you will get entangled and seal your way back."
　　 "Fire Snake!" Qin Mo seemed to have not heard Yun Liao's warning, and he was actually happy.
　　 I started to imagine what the fire snake looked like, but thinking that Yang Lele they all have an unsullied body, his whole person is not good-he could also have an unsullied body.
　　 After sighing helplessly in his heart, he asked with the biggest doubt in his heart: "Elder Yun, have you understood the magic?"
　　 "Spell?"
　　 "The fire spells used by those guardians are spells, the Sovereign said."
Yun Liao Mingwu nodded, and then shook his head, "Not very lucky. Although you have passed the third level, you have not gotten anything. With your current strength, it is very difficult to get to the second level. That girl should be fine. It’s hard to say whether you have the luck to comprehend the spells cast by the guardian.
　　 The voice just fell, and there was movement behind him.
　　Miaoyin came out of it.
　　 The wonderful sound that was originally beautiful, now looks like an embarrassed look, but compared to Yun Liao wearing an immortal wind robe, her embarrassment is a little bit awkward. Upon seeing this, Qin Mo quickly took off his casual clothes, put it on Miao Yin, and asked, "How is it, what floor did you get to?"
"Second floor."
　　 "Yes, I didn't shame me." Qin Mo showed a bright smile, because the maid had this achievement, it also gave him a long face.
　　 "Hee hee." Miao Yin chuckled, and saw Yun Liao on the side inadvertently. When he saw Yun Liao looking straight at him, Miao Yin quickly retracted his gaze in panic.
　　 No one saw this scene, neither did Qin Mo.
　　 Qin Mo then asked, "Have you realized what?"
　　 Facing Qin Mo's question, Miao Yin's red lips lightly opened, and slowly said a word that stunned everyone.
　　 "I realized the first level of fire art."
"Wow!"
　　 "No way, luck is so good!"
　　 Everyone exclaimed, and then they started clamoring for the wonderful sound to try to release it, and at the same time vacated the open space outside the library.
　　Unable to hold back everyone's request, Miaoyin began to print according to the picture formulas and steps in his mind.
　　 After a breath.
　　Printed!
　　 Fire now!
　　 raging fire directly rushed forward.
　　……
　　 After leaving the library, Wen Ping came to Qingshui Street. However, coming to Qingshui Street again today is different from the past. When the people on Qingshui Street saw him, they all put down their things and surrounded them with joy.
　　 Wen Ping couldn't hear what they were talking about, because dozens of people spoke at the same time, and there were hundreds of words in their ears in one breath. But in general, Wen Ping can hear it, that is, he doubts the authenticity of the reopening of the martial arts club.
　　 For them, perhaps the reopening of the Wushu will only appear in their dreams, right?
　　 And dreams are sometimes impossible to achieve.
That day, the little second saw it and ran out of the restaurant quickly, opened his arms in front of Wen Ping, and blocked the person who was following Wen Ping who wanted to enter the restaurant outside ~EbookFREE.me~ and shouted loudly. : "Everyone, be quiet. The martial arts meeting is real. Just two or three days later, you can go to the foot of Yunlan Mountain. It's a bit too much for you to surround Sect Master Wen like this."
　　 Hearing Xiao Er's words, and thinking about what he had posted in the past few days, everyone nodded in agreement.
"let's go."
　　 "It turned out to be true, the big idiot next door didn't fool me."
　　 "God opened your eyes, the martial arts meeting finally reopened."
　　……
　　 The dispersal of the crowd is still lingering.
　　 Driven by the shop's second child, the people in front of the restaurant were gone, but the joyful atmosphere lasted.
　　 Wen Ping looked at this scene and shook his head with a smile.
　　 When he was the young master of the two-star sect, he had never been so successful, but now it is very popular to be a sect master without a star. This scene reminded him of the martial arts meeting ten years ago, when the streets and lanes were so lively.
　　 It's a pity, the whereabouts of his parents are unknown, the life or death is unknown, I can't see the reopening of the martial arts conference, nor can I see him like this.
　　 How much he hopes his parents can see this scene, not for anything else, to let them know that his son is not in vain.
　　 While thinking about it, the fat boss Luo Yi walked over and poured a pot of tea for Wen Ping himself. The scent of tea refreshes one's heart and one's mind, and one smells it to know that it is good tea. Wen Ping took the tea cup handed over by the boss next to him, took a sip, slowly put down the tea cup, and smiled: "This tea shouldn't be cheap, right?"
"Whatever Sect Master Wen said, others will not be able to flatter you with real gold and silver. If you can condescend to come to this shabby place, this tea is not worth mentioning." After all, the fat boss quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped Wen. The table sat flat, even though it was spotless.