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Looking at the audience, there seemed to be still a little bit of sorrow, Hengxu Zhenren opened his mouth and sighed, but people couldn't tell whether it was admiration or fear. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The people of Fudao Mountain also stared at the sorrow for a long time, and they still haven't come back to their senses.

There was no suspense in that battle.

The "phantom body is sorrowful" and has the strength to crush.

A look, a movement, all make people intoxicated with its powerful power.

Especially......

At the moment when he tore apart the sorrow of the emperor and the wind and thunder wings.

Violence and gore reach their peak at the same time, ruthless and decisive, just with the strength of the hands can do this, how can the flesh be strong?

The thoughts in his mind were one after another, and the Fudao mountain man looked back at Hengxu Zhenren with hindsight, and asked three words: "Are you jealous?"

“……”

Eat one's heart out?

At this moment, he had no idea in his heart, so he had to put out a wry smile, shook his head, and asked, "What is the origin of the phantom body of the first disciple under your seat?"

The Fudao mountain man took a bite of the chicken leg, his eyebrows moved, and he glanced at Hengxu from the corner of his eye, and then lowered his head.

"Demons. ”

The two words came out, his face did not change color and his heart did not beat, but his face was full of worry, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about the future of his apprentice.

Xiahou Yu's phantom body is to see sorrow, or it can also be explained that he was defeated by the hands of sorrow and became obsessed.

Seeing this phantom body, there is a chilling sense of killing, which really makes people's hearts uneasy.

The people of Fudao Mountain said "inner demons", which is actually in line with the speculation of the rest of the people......

It's just that, for some reason, after the Fudao mountain people said this answer, Hengxu Zhenren didn't believe it.

But he didn't show any suspicions.

"I have just sensed that my apprentice Xie Buchen has appeared on the West Sea Slashing Island, and he must have brought back some news when he returned from the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery. The hidden realm is fragile and destroyed, and now it can only withstand the pressure of the Jindan period monks. If you and I follow the original plan, we will send a few Jindan monks to explore the hidden realm again, you disciples......"

Fu Dao raised his eyebrows: "How?"

"You, a disciple, must be among these people. Hengxu Zhenren obeyed what he said about the "inner demon", and only said, "If there is really a demon, it is best to solve it after the meeting." The hidden realm of Qingfengan is unpredictable, you must know better than me, if you worry about it temporarily, you will only be afraid that you can't do it. ”

"You still have to worry about this?"

As soon as he heard this, the Fudao mountain man rolled his eyes.

Silence.

The Fudao Mountain Man suddenly remembered something again, and said, "Your thirteenth disciple is not dead?"

On the second heavenly monument, the name of Jianwu appeared on Xie Buchen's name, Xie Buchen's name did not disappear, but only ranked second, proving that either he died when no one surpassed him to become the first, or he broke through when no one surpassed him.

Now listening to the unfazed words of Hengxu Zhenren, the people of Fudao Mountain came back to their senses.

It's not dead, it seems to be a breakthrough.

Hengxu Zhenren smiled slightly: "The great calamity is not dead, it can be a golden pill." ”

“……”

It seems to be modest.

The Fudao Mountain Man saw the disgusting feeling from his smile, and only laughed: "It seems that when you return as a disciple, it will be better for him to show the way, and then take a few people to explore the hidden world." ”

"Exactly. ”

As if he didn't hear the coldness hidden in the words of the Fudao mountain people, Hengxu Zhenren calmly bowed his head and gave an affirmative answer.

The Fudao mountain man shook his head and clapped his hands, with a bit of mockery on his face.

He didn't continue the topic, and snorted coldly: "Your apprentice is not much earlier than my apprentice. Besides, now this person is on the stage, but I am on it in vain!"

This is the real joy!

As for Xie Buchen?

The thirteenth true disciple of Kunwu?

What the hell!

He clapped his hands, and the gloom on his face suddenly disappeared, and a beaming smile appeared.

Standing on the steps of the Great Hall of the Heavens, looking down on the entire Yunhai Square and the entire Kunwu, the Fudao Mountain People cleared their throats seriously, coughed twice, and spoke loudly: "After the third test, one hundred and nineteen people, one hundred and nineteen rooftops, will be attributed to one person." ”

"Winner, Yashan, see sorrow!"

"Boom ......"

In a word, as if the entire Kunwu had been set on fire, one after another discussions rang out at the same time, and it was suddenly impossible to hear who was saying what.

Seeing that Chou had withdrawn all his exposed emotions, after hearing this voice, he subconsciously looked towards himself.

Xiahou pardon is gone.

Only a dark red back was left against the crowd, walking through the crowd.

"Click......"

The rest of the people who were originally distributed in the four directions of Kunwu all converged towards the highest rooftop platform.

Xiahou pardoned twenty-four, such as Playboy Sixteen, Xiaojin Thirteen, Jiang Wenchao Eleven, Zuoliu Ten-

One hundred and nineteen rooftops!

The hard stones collided together, like a landslide and a crack in the ground.

The dust was flying, and the stones were rising and sinking, and soon they became a huge high platform, like a vast land suspended in mid-air.

On the Yunhai Square, everyone looked up and was amazed.

Seeing the sorrow, he also looked back, looking at the huge shadow hanging in the sky, a little stunned.

Hengxu Zhenren had a smile on his face, looked deeply at the sorrow on his face, and only sighed, "In the end, the hero is a young man", and then took a step forward and stood at the front of the Great Hall of Heavens.

The wind was cold, and the robes were fierce and fluttering.

His beard is almost white, as if riding the wind, giving people a feeling as if he has become an immortal.

The palm of the hand in the sleeve is turned in front of you, the back of the hand is down, and the palm of the hand is up.

"One person please!"

Zhongzheng's peaceful voice is not very loud, but when it falls into everyone's ears, there is a sense of vicissitudes and vastness, and it suddenly resounds.

When everyone looked at it, they saw that Hengxu Zhenren flattened his palm, revealing the palm full of palm prints, and a complex black sigil was branded on the palm, which looked unremarkable.

But at the moment it appeared, the aura flowing between heaven and earth seemed to have stopped for a moment.

Once everyone's eyes fall on it, it will be difficult to take it back.

A golden light, slow and fast, quickly condensed from the black seal, like an arrow from the string, shooting towards the void directly in front of the Great Hall of Heavens!

"Bang!"

The golden light seemed to hit something in the void, sending ripples.

As a result, the shape of an octagonal platform finally appeared in the ripples.

The entire Middle Domain, almost sensing its existence, was sideways!

It has an ancient pattern, carved on the base, and eight tall pillars stand in the octagonal space, coiled with the patterns of the eight ancient beasts, with a vast aura, and it hangs high in the void in front of the Great Hall of the Heavens, as if suspended beyond the nine heavens, the end of the sky.

It's too high, it's too high, and there's a feeling of suffocation.

"Boom!"

The rooftop platform, which had already gathered into a land-like platform, cracked again at the moment when this high platform appeared, turning into a piece of floating steps of different sizes, starting from a low place, paving towards the high platform!

One hundred and nineteen rooftops, paved into a smooth road to the sky leading to the one-person platform!

Seeing the sorrowful looking up at the one-person platform above the clouds, I felt a blur.

She could only see its vague shape, but she could not peer into its every inch or edge, as if something in the dark was blocking her exploration.

The people of Fudao Mountain looked at the platform from a distance, and they also sighed with emotion: "How many names have been engraved on these eight pillars of heaven?"

"Not much, not too much. ”

Hengxu Zhenren smiled slightly, as if he didn't know how many names there were on it, he just looked at the sorrow: "The one-person platform has appeared, and it will disappear after a moment, what kind of opportunity can you get, it all depends on the fate of the monks on the stage, and please Yashan to see the sorrow Xiaoyou immediately set foot on the road to heaven and ascend to the one-person stage!"

I have heard about the origin of this person's platform.

It is rumored that this platform is a Dharma platform left by an ancient monk, and it has been floating outside the sky, as if it is drifting on the sea, drifting above the sky.

Hengxu real people invite one person out of the stage, not really "please", but just "set".

A "forbidden talisman" in his hand can temporarily borrow the power of the rules between heaven and earth to temporarily cut off the connection between the one-person platform and the sky, and stay in the sky above Kunwu.

In this way, the monks who are qualified to ascend the one-person platform at the left 3,000 small meeting can ascend to the one-person platform during this period of "forbidden" time to obtain their own opportunities.

The one-person platform symbolizes the highest honor of all young monks in the Central Domain.

Not necessarily every person who ascends the one-person platform can become a legendary monk, but every legendary monk is bound to have reached the top of one person and left his name on the eight pillars of the one-person platform.

The stars are shining, there are thousands of heroes, and the rest are alone after all.

Everyone's eyes were on the sorrow.

Some admire, some admire, some sigh, and some have a little doubt, and even can't believe it......

All these things are ignored as if they were not seen.

She bowed down to the real person of Hengxu and the mountain man of Fudao: "The disciple obeys the order." ”

The moon-white robe was clean and clean, as if dyed with the color of the sky.

Her movements were modest and respectful, her demeanor was calm and gentle, and there was a three-point sharp aura hidden in her eyes, except for these facial features, she couldn't see any connection with the phantom body that appeared before.

After both the Fudao Mountain Man and the Hengxu Zhenren nodded slightly, and after agreeing, she turned around and looked up at the octagonal platform outside the sky.

One hundred and nineteen steps lined up in front of you, each of which was incomparably huge.

Standing in front of this heavenly step, the figure of sorrow has become small.

Countless people's eyes fell on her, including Zhou Chengjiang, Jiang Wenchao, and the excited Zuo Liu, Xiaojin, and as for Nie Xiaowan and others, they were even more excited.

Nearly 100 people on the other side of Yashan also gathered in one place, looking at the sorrow, they all had a sense of honor, Shen Zhi was the same as the disciple under the seat of the Fudao Mountain People, and even his chin was raised a little higher, with a look of "This is my Yashan style".

Seeing sorrow, he only stood in front of him, motionless.

Vague, mysterious.

The octagonal platform stood still, and there seemed to be a circle of ripples vibrating around it.

The golden light that Hengxu Zhenren had laid down earlier was shining for a while, and dim for a while, as if it was in a fierce conflict with this high platform.

There is always an aura of danger, but because of its simplicity, it shocks people's hearts.

What kind of scenery is in the high places, she still needs to see for herself.

The Great Hall of the Heavens is already closest to the Heavenly Dome, and the one-person platform that is higher than the Great Hall of the Heavens is beyond the height of the sky, where should it be?

In his chest, he suddenly gave birth to a sense of pride.

There are 3,000 in the middle of the region, and the stars are shining. There are thousands of heroes, and the rest are only one after all.

And this person is her-

Cliff mountain, see sorrow.

So, one step at a time, I landed on the first step on the road to heaven.

"Buzz!"

The entire gray stone suddenly cracked into endless golden light, and the entire step-by-step upward road to heaven suddenly shone brightly.

Seeing that sorrow, I felt that kind of breath, and all the aura of heaven and earth was trapped and locked at this moment.

She can't control weapons, she can't control the sky, she can't even ride the wind.

This person is on the stage, and she wants to go forward step by step!

Walking with her back to everyone, her figure fell under everyone's eyes, like a layer of gilded edges.

Seeing the sorrow, he suddenly calmed down.

There is no anxiety at all.

One step down, then the second step, towards the highest one-person platform!

"Wait!"

At the moment when her second step just fell, an almost sharp voice suddenly sounded on the side of Yunhai Square!

The voice was unfamiliar.

Seeing that he was stunned, he subconsciously frowned.

Everyone looked towards the place where the voice came from, and saw a Miaoman's figure leaping up and landing on the Yunhai Square.

The beautiful face on weekdays is cold at this time, and there is endless anger hidden, and the sneer and ridicule on the lips make people's hearts tremble.

Candle-cutting pie, head candle heart!

She came first, and behind her, she was followed by nearly a hundred disciples of the Candle Cutting Sect, and she also landed on the Yunhai Square, walking in the direction of the Great Hall of Heavens.

Everyone was originally crowded on this Yunhai Square to watch, crowded one after another.

Now that the Candle Cutting Sect is menacing, and the Candle Heart Fairy has such an unkind expression, the rest of the people naturally can't retreat, and all make way for them.

All of a sudden, the candle-cutting faction that suddenly came up was like a sharp arrow, mighty, breaking through the crowd and going straight to Hengxu Zhenren and Fudao Mountain People.

The rest of the people didn't know, but the elders of the many sects above Yunhai Square had basically received the news.

The news that the Candle-Shearing Sect had been destroyed overnight had already spread among them.

It's just that now the small meeting is in front of it, and it is about Yashan, no one dares to open their mouths to say anything, only wait for the end of the small meeting to discuss one or two, and then I am afraid that it will be a bloody storm.

Unexpectedly, they didn't say that the head of the candle-cutting faction, Candle Heart, actually came directly.

There's a good show to watch this time.

Everyone didn't speak, and they all turned their eyes to Hengxu Zhenren and Fudao Mountain People.

The moment they saw the candle heart appear, Hengxu Zhenren and Fudao Mountain Man frowned at the same time.

The time for the one-person station to appear is limited, and if it is delayed, it will be another trouble.

Seeing that the sorrow had stopped, the voice of the Fudao mountain man was straight, and he only said: "Seeing the sorrowful girl, go forward." ”

Seeing that he retracted his gaze, he knew that he was afraid that something had happened, but he couldn't be sure.

After all, this is not the time to worry about this.

She also knew the priorities, so she bowed her head and signaled that she was clear, and she didn't care about anything "slow" or "slow", and strode forward!

Step by step, she walked steadily and quickly.

Taller and higher, taller and taller.

At the end of her line of sight, the high platform gradually became clear......

Candle Heart, who had already come to the front of the Great Hall of the Heavens, naturally heard this sentence from the people of Fudao Mountain.

She sneered, and her expression was gloomy: "Mountain man, Zuo Sanqian Xiaohui is the first, at least he must be a person of noble character." Yashan is sorrowful, insidious and despicable, and he is not martial, how can he get on the one-man stage!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Yunhai Square exploded.

Why did the Candle Heart Fairy say this?

Who doesn't know the recent grievances between the candle-cutting faction and Yashan?

Just how many of them really take it to heart?

Unexpectedly, now the candle heart fairy jumped out and directly said that he was not qualified to board the one-person stage?

It's so lively, but it's big!

The people in Yashan below were already frowning.

The people of Fudao Mountain didn't even change their expressions, and glanced at the candle heart lightly, with a thoughtful look: "Look at you, who is coming?"

“……”

There was an eerie silence.

The elders on the Yunhai Square were all stunned.

The candle heart fairy of the Candle Cutting Sect is also quite famous in the entire Central Domain cultivation realm. The candle-cutting sect in charge of him has also been thriving in the past hundred years, and among the sects dominated by female cultivators, it is only ranked below the White Moon Valley, although its strength is only in the middle of the stream, its reputation is not small.

How......

The people of Fudao Mountain don't seem to have heard of it at all?

Hengxu Zhenren glanced at the sorrow that was still on the move, the glimmer flickered, and when he turned around, he only calmly explained to the Fudao mountain people: "Brother Fudao has been practicing for a long time, and he traveled abroad three hundred years ago. The head of the candle heart has been practicing for less than three hundred years, and he has been in charge of the candle-cutting sect for nearly a hundred years, so his name is naturally not in the ears of Brother Fudao. ”

"Oh. ”

The people of Fudao Mountain listened, and then gave Candle Heart a straight eye.

"I said, it turned out to be a talent from Zhongyu in recent years, no wonder I haven't heard of the mountain people. ”

“……”

At this moment, Candle Heart's face was dark and dark, and it was difficult to see the extreme, as if he had been slapped by life.

The rest of the people above Yunhai Square looked at each other even more: it doesn't matter if the people of Fudao Mountain don't give face to the candle-cutting faction, after all, it's not right, he turned out to be such a dog temper, and he can't change it;