Two weeks passed in a flash, and Qiao Yun had already taken the selected group of disciples to Tianfeng. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Each session of the sect competition is held in Tianfeng, which has become a tradition among the hidden sects, and there is a saying among the disciples of the major sects, "Nine years of the Heavenly Summit, there are heroes in the generations".

Every time there is a big competition between the sects, the intelligence bureau will block the area around Tianfeng for a period of time, so that the big competition of the sect can go smoothly, and also prevent the scene of the big competition of the sect from being leaked to the outside world and causing a sensation.

From a distance, Qiao Yun saw the majestic Tianfeng Mountain Range, the entire mountain range was endless, extending into the distance, like a natural giant dam, blocking the water in the sky. A few thin wisps of smoke in the sky can't stop the scorching sun, and people will feel a lot more open-minded in this situation.

After stopping for a moment, everyone continued to run towards Tianfeng, and after half an hour, everyone stood at the foot of Tianfeng.

"Sect Master Qiao!haha, what a coincidence!" A group of people came in the distance, led by a middle-aged scribe.

Qiao Yun stood still, looked at the person who came, and recognized it as Xu Chengyan, the sect leader of the Jiuyan Sect, Xu Chengyan had come to the Xiaoyao Sect to congratulate the founding of the sect before, Qiao Yun still had a good impression of this Xu Chengyan, and there was a kind of wisdom in his conversation.

Clenching his fists slightly, Qiao Yun also smiled and said: "I didn't expect to meet Sect Master Xu here, if Sect Master Xu doesn't mind, let's go to the peak together!"

"Haha, that's exactly what I want!" Xu Chengyan knew that Qiao Yun was extraordinary, and he also wanted to befriend Qiao Yun, and the two of them had already walked towards Tianfeng while laughing, and the disciples behind the two followed closely.

The height of the Tianfeng can only be known by those who are immersed in the scene, and there are countless mountains in the Tianfeng Mountain Range, but the location of the Zongmen Dabi is not the highest peak, but is selected at a slightly wider peak, this peak is called Dingkun Peak. The summit of this peak is flat, hundreds of kilometers wide, although it is high, there is no snow trace, it can be said to be an excellent place for the sect to compare.

The stage and seats on Dingkun Peak have already been set up, this is led by Xuantian Temple, each sect has sent disciples to assist Xuantian Temple, and Qiao Yun also sent dozens of Yellow Order disciples to Tianfeng to assist a week ago. Outside the arena and seats, they were surrounded by a circle of camps, all of which were built by people sent by their respective sects for their respective sects to live in.

The huge platform was empty, and the flags at the four corners of the platform were pulled by the wind, but there were already a lot of disciples in the seats on the side of the stage, and more than a dozen sect masters had already sat on the main platform, all of whom were greeting each other and asking about the current situation of their respective sects.

When Qiao Yun and Xu Chengyan came to the top of Dingkun Peak, the whole scene was already very lively, most of the sects had already arrived, and there were thousands of disciples sitting in the audience.

Qiao Yun glanced at the many disciples, and felt full of emotion in his heart, Qiao Yun thought that there were not many Chinese martial artists, but he didn't expect to see so many disciples in the sect competition, and these are just the tip of the iceberg, and the disciples brought by each sect must be less than one-tenth of the sect.

Thinking of the family level, Qiao Yun couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, even if it was the Zhang family at the beginning, it was not as good as the smallest sect in the hidden sect, and it was estimated that one finger of someone could make the Zhang family disappear.

Qiao Yun asked Fu Tongguang to lead the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect to sit down, and he walked to the main stage with Xu Chengyan. The dozens of seats on the main stage were almost full at the moment, and Qiao Yun saw many familiar faces among them, Bian Jiang, Kuai Lun, Luo Qiaofu......

Qiao Yun and Xu Chengyan came, everyone looked over one after another, and many people who recognized Qiao Yun greeted Qiao Yun one after another.

"Sect Master Qiao, you're here! I thought you couldn't find a place!" Lu Qiu Hongzhen, the sect leader of the Luobi Sect, said with a smile.

"Sect Master Qiao, I have admired the name for a long time! I was able to go to the Xiaoyao Sect to congratulate the establishment of the sect before, and I ask Sect Master Qiao to forgive me!" a middle-aged man said apologetically.

"Sect Master Qiao, come, sit here with little sister!" Luo Qiaofu from Ziyin Fang greeted Qiao Yun with a smile in her eyes.

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Qiao Yun responded to these sect masters one by one, and many people who didn't know Qiao Yun's name also knew Qiao Yun's identity in a few words from the people around him. Many sect masters of small sects knew that Qiao Yun had destroyed the Divine Sword Sect, and they even rose up to make friends with Qiao Yun, this kind of strong person they hadn't heard of before, and they didn't make friends if they heard about it, unless there was a problem with their heads.

Xuantian Guan's master Xuanyang Daoist was also enthusiastic about Qiao Yun, which made Qiao Yun quite surprised, in fact, Qiao Yun was a little surprised when Xuantian Guan sent someone to send a congratulatory gift, after all, Xuantian Guan is one of the three major sects, and its strength is far from being comparable to ordinary small sects, but Xuantian Guan has a good relationship, and Qiao Yun is naturally happy.

It can be said that the sect masters on the entire main platform are more or less polite to Qiao Yun, of course, there are two exceptions, one is the white-eyed monk sitting on the right side of the stands, and the other is the cold nun sitting in the middle of the main platform.

The monk Qiao Yun didn't care, he was just a martial artist at the peak of the middle of the Heavenly Rank, and what Qiao Yun really cared about was a gray-robed bhikshuni sitting in the middle. I saw that she was holding a string of Buddha beads in her hand, slowly moving, her face was as plain as water, it seemed that none of the surrounding ones could cause her the slightest wave, and her cultivation was terrifyingly higher, and the real cultivation of the late stage of the Heavenly Order, the kind of restrained condensation of strength, was far from being comparable to Zhao Qifei, the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Order, which was forcibly infused.

Even the Xuanyang Daoist is only a cultivator at the peak of the late stage of the Heavenly Order, and he is still a little far from the Great Perfection, but this bhikshuni is the late stage of the Great Perfection. Qiao Yun already had a faint guess in his heart, it seemed that this bhikshuni undoubtedly represented the Nine Lotus Pudu Zhai, one of the three major sects.

"This master is invited, Qiao Mou has great respect for Buddhism, I didn't expect to meet people in Buddhism here, I'm really lucky!" Qiao Yun walked to the white-eyed monk and said.

The white-eyed monk didn't expect Qiao Yun to come over to talk, and folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, I didn't expect Sect Master Qiao to enter my Buddhism at a young age, it's really commendable, commendable!"

"The master said that Qiao just admires Buddhism, and if he says that he has entered Buddhism, it is far from this. Qiao Yun smiled, "Qiao is presumptuous, dare to ask the master's number?"

"The poor monk is empty. "The white-eyed monk said.

Sure enough, Qiao Yun sneered in his heart. When he saw that this white-eyed monk didn't come to talk to him, Qiao Yun thought of the true sect of Fanzen, especially the cultivation of this white-eyed monk coincided with the peak of the middle of the heavenly order that Qiao Yun forced from Yin Chuan, so Qiao Yun came to talk to him and listen to the truth, but he didn't expect it to be Yin Chuan's master, the monk Xuqing.

"It turned out to be Master Xuqing! Qiao Mou has admired the name of Master Xuqing for a long time, but he didn't expect to be able to see it today!" Qiao Yun said with a smile, "Qiao Mou has not been able to thank the master for sending the Buddha beads before, if it weren't for the Buddha beads sent by the master, Qiao Mou would have lost his life! But the string of Buddha beads has been destroyed, and it can't be returned to the master, and I hope that the master Haihan!"

Monk Xuqing's face changed slightly, looking at Qiao Yun's distant figure, his eyes were cloudy, he understood that Qiao Yun had already known that the Fanchan True Sect had targeted him before, and recognized that he was from the Fanzen True Sect. Qiao Yun's words before were undoubtedly a wake-up call for himself, so that he should not think about acting rashly.

In fact, even if Qiao Yun doesn't ring the alarm bell, the Xuqing monk doesn't dare to act rashly, the Fanchan True Gate is no longer the Fanchan True Gate back then, and even the Divine Sword Sect is not as good, Qiao Yun can destroy the Divine Sword Sect, and it is not easy to destroy him Fanzen True Sect! Although Xuqing hates Qiao Yun for killing his most proud disciple Yin Chuan, but Yin Chuan is dead, and Xuqing will not put the entire sect into it for a dead person.

Although Qiao Yun knocked Xuqing, he was also sincerely grateful to the string of Buddha beads, not that the string of Buddha beads blocked part of the force of Wang Weiyi's blow in the stone forest, Qiao Yun really didn't know if he could get out of the stone forest alive.

The feud between Qiao Yun and the Fanchan Zhenmen was just caused by Yin Chuan, and now that Yin Chuan is dead, there is no irresolvable hatred between Qiao Yun and the Fanchan Zhenmen. Qiao Yun is not a murderer, so he plans to shock Xuqing, and then from now on, the well water will not violate the river water with the Fanchan True Sect, but if Xuqing can't open his eyes and still have to find his own trouble, then Qiao Yun doesn't mind helping him remove the name of the Fanchan True Sect from the hidden door.

The Xuanyang Daoist let Qiao Yun sit down on the right side of the center of the main platform, and no one had any objection to Qiao Yun sitting in the position of the sect leader of the Divine Sword Sect of the three major sects in the past. Originally, Qiao Yun's strength was there, not to mention that even if he sat in the position of the three major sects, he might not be able to beat the other sects in the sect competition to get the position of the three major sects.

With the mentality of letting Qiao Yun sit in the position of the three major sects, everyone didn't say anything, but sat down one after another. Everyone knows in their hearts that the big comparison of the sect is not only how high the strength of the sect master is, but the overall strength of a sect, and only the sect that ranks in the top three in terms of overall strength can be called the three major sects.

"Sect Master Qiao, this is the head of Lianchen. Xuanyang Daoist sat down on the left side of the cold nun and introduced Qiao Yun.

"I've seen Master Lianchen. Qiao Yun hugged his fist at the nun sitting on the right.

The cold nun didn't squint, but just nodded slightly, indicating that she heard what Qiao Yun said. As for her gaze, she always looked at the ring not far away, and the Buddhist beads in her hand were still moving.

Qiao Yun frowned slightly, even if this cold nun seemed to be unusual, Qiao Yun didn't think so. If you come to participate in the sect competition in this hidden sect, it is obvious that you can't let go of the world, and you still want to make a name for yourself. In that case, why pretend and put on a pretentious look!

"I see that the major sects are almost here, let's start the sect competition!" Xuanyang Daoist saw Qiao Yun's dissatisfaction, and hurriedly made a round. (To be continued.) )