In the morning, she drank the nectar and spirit liquid from the disciples, and then accompanied Li cangmin to meditate. At noon, she went to sleep in the sun, and in the afternoon, she continued to practice. Murong Ling's life of self-cultivation was orderly. If it wasn't for yesiyin's reminding, she and Li cangmin almost forgot that there was a challenge arena.

At the end of the challenge, 21 friars were promoted to the final today. As a referee, ye chengshuang had to be present, so he asked ye Siyin to ask if they would go with him.

The monks who can be promoted are all the best in the same level. The competition will be more wonderful and meaningful. Naturally, Murong Ling will not refuse. After giving orders to Dahong, she goes out with Li cangmin.

Today's martial arts competition arena is more lively than last time. There are a group of monks watching. Fortunately, the referee has a special channel, so Murong lingcai won't be squeezed into dry flowers. Under the leadership of the father and son of the night family, he and Li cangmin sit in the referee's seat.

The first line is the position of ten referees. After ye chengshuang pleaded guilty to Li cangmin, she did her job. At this time, there were five or six people sitting in the referee seat. Murong Ling didn't know any of them. She quietly poked Li cangmin in the chest for him to introduce. Finally, she focused on Murong batian, the leader of the Murong family.

As if he was aware of peeping, Murong batian looked back at him as if Li cangmin was looking at him. A strange color flashed in his eyes and his face was friendly and polite. He nodded at him and said hello to Quan Dang.

Li cangmin also nodded his head in reply, and then he communicated with Murong Ling, "is Ling Er curious about her identity?"

Murong Ling ordered some corolla, "I don't know whether my mother came from Murong's family in the hidden world or her blood."

"Don't worry. I've asked Bai Chu to make a thorough investigation. I think we'll have a result when we go back."

"Well, it's not urgent." Murong Ling sighed with regret, "homesick."

Compared with the ancestors of the Murong family who didn't know their identity and trace, Murong Ling was more concerned about the palace she didn't live in for long. It turned out that she had unconsciously taken the palace as her home.

Li Cang min was a little stunned, his Obsidian eyes suddenly filled with a gentle and affectionate look, and his cold face showed a smile, "well, I miss our home too. Don't worry, we can go back soon. "

Murong Ling rubbed his face and felt that their hearts were getting closer.

Li cangmin talked to Murong Ling, but he didn't know how much sensation he caused among the monks because of his handsome appearance and his cultivation in the later period of the Yuan Dynasty.

After ten days of deliberation, his deeds have been spread throughout Zhongzhou and even the hermit world. He not only defeated Qian Yijin, one of the geniuses, but also left the ancient friars' eight treasures glazed pagoda safely and became one of the only two late Zhuyuan monks in the hermit world. Most importantly, his bone age is younger than that of the current gifted disciples ye Siyin and Qian Yijin, It can be said that it's not too much to be a genius. How can we not make people crazy.

Especially the nuns, looking at the flash smile on his face, almost gasped, "if I can get the favor of Master Li, even if I am a concubine, I would like to."

"Oh, you are not half as beautiful as Master Li, and you dare to think that Master Li is really a toad who wants to eat swan meat As soon as a nun expressed her admiration, she began to sneer.

"I look much better than some ugly people. I think you are jealous." The refuted nun said, "with the beauty of Master Li, even the beauties on the hundred flowers list can't match. Since they can't match, I'll think about what happened."

Two nuns quarrel incessantly. Qian LAN stares at the man on the referee's bench and suddenly thinks of Murong Taoist friend. When she stands beside Master Li, she doesn't lose her grace at all. This is a natural beauty.

She lowered her eyelids and covered her eyes.

This kind of unwillingness flashed in Qianlan's eyes. At this moment, I don't know how many people are confused by him. As the culprit, Li cangmin turns a blind eye to all kinds of eyes. As long as Murong Ling's eyes fall on him, it's enough.