The next morning, the sky was gray and overcast.

"Today is the last game of the competition, after the first two screenings, now the rest are the masters of the masters......" Xiang'er sat on the viewing platform and said a little impatiently.

"It seems that I caught up with the ...... today," Yun Tian also said with anticipation, his eyes unconsciously looking towards the attic in the distance.

"Is that the valley master in that attic?" asked Yun Tian seemingly casually.

"Well, that's right, it's the valley lord and the eight elders......" Xiang'er nodded. While several people were talking, the arena below had already begun the final round of competition.

In the stands, there were bursts of cheers. Although the venue is very exciting, Yun Tian's focus is not in the field, and inside the seemingly calm surface, his heart is actually thinking about the whereabouts of the Mother Spirit Monument.

Since this Qianshi Gu is a descendant of the ancient Tang family, what must have happened before, they should be clear, but what is puzzling is that in the library pavilion, about the sudden demise of the seven major families, and the nearly hundred years of historical window period, what is going on, could it be that they deliberately erased it? Yun Tian's mind was spinning rapidly, but no matter how he thought about it, this Qianshi Gu seemed to be deliberately concealing the truth of the matter.

It seems that if you want to figure out what is going on right now, you can only rely on that Mother Spirit Tablet, but this Thousand History Valley is so big, where will the Mother Spirit Tablet be hidden? Since this Mother Spirit Tablet is the only way to find out the truth, then this Thousand History Valley will definitely hide him very tightly, and ordinary disciples in the Valley will probably not know where it is, and only the Valley Lord and the Elder should know about it. Thinking of this, Yun Tian couldn't help but sigh lightly, and his eyes looked straight ahead.

"It seems that I can only look around on my own in the past few days, at least I have to find out the terrain in this Thousand History Valley......" Yun Tian muttered.

"Wow......" At this time, Yun Tian was interrupted by an exclamation, and looked at everyone's gaze, only to see an old man in ragged clothes standing in the venue, looking like there should not be much obvious difference from the beggar on the street.

The old man hunched his back, holding a jujube crutch in his hand, and his gray beard grew wantonly between his cheeks, looking old and decadent.

Looking at the surrounding stands, there was a burst of exclamation and cheers that had never been seen before, and then looked at the old beggar below. Yuntian's curiosity was also hooked.

"The next ones to compete are the Heavenly Remnant Lao Suo from Shangshui, and Ouyang Chongming from the Northern Dynasty Kingdom......" With the adjudicator's order, the competition between the two sides officially began.

Everyone present seemed to hold their breath, staring intently below, expecting a shocking showdown.

"It is rumored that this crippled old man, hasn't he retired to the rivers and lakes a long time ago? I didn't expect to come to participate in the group meeting this time, which is really a bit surprising......" In the attic, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm afraid it's not good...... It seems that this meeting will be very lively......" In the middle of the attic, the valley lord of Qianshi Valley said pointedly.

"This day the crippled old man...... What's the origin?, is it amazing?" Yun Tian looked at the two people below who hadn't made a move, and muttered suspiciously.

"This day the crippled old man is a top master hidden in the people, and he is already the best strength in the Heaven Breaking Realm, and it is rumored that even the royal left-wing golden cavalry who has never missed has failed to encircle and suppress it, this old guy has disappeared on the mainland for more than ten years, why did it suddenly appear again, I don't know......" Xiang'er said excitedly.

"It seems that Ouyang from the Northern Dynasty is going to hang ......," the Xuanwu Hall Master behind him muttered softly.

Hearing this, Yun Tian's gaze shifted to Ouyang Chongming, who was standing opposite the old man. The tall body and gorgeous clothes formed a particularly sharp contrast with the old man who looked like a beggar in front of him.

It's just that the expressions of the two of them do look completely different, the old man is on crutches, and his eyes keep drifting towards the surrounding stands. It doesn't seem to have taken the big Ouyang in front of him in his eyes at all. On the other hand, the big Ouyang looked at his calm expression at this time, but he was betrayed by the beads of sweat that kept coming out of his forehead.

In an instant, Ouyang raised the big knife in his hand and rushed straight towards the door of Lao Suo. At this time, a pale yellow halo instantly rose behind the old man, and the strong spiritual power surprised Yun Tiandu.

At the moment when the sword light was about to touch Lao Suo, Lao Sue instantly blocked the crutch horizontally in front of him, and the powerful big knife hit the crutch, and the halo brought by the collision of spiritual power quickly dispersed to the surroundings.

In the first round, the two were deadlocked, Ouyang used all his strength, but it seemed that the big knife did not show the slightest sign of sinking. Lao Suo only raised his eyes to look at the other party at this time, and a trace of chill flashed in his eyes full of disdain.

Immediately after that, Lao Suo held the crutches with one arm, and with a little force, he blocked the big Ouyang out a few feet away. Just when Ouyang Da Yi had just gained a foothold and wanted to attack again, the old man's crutches had already come to him, and at this time, everyone gasped, and in Ouyang Da's frightened and desperate gaze, the crutches hit his chest hard, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out, and Ouyang Da lost consciousness and fainted to the ground.

"That's it...... Two rounds ...... It's over?!" Xiang'er couldn't hide her shock and looked at the field dumbfounded.

"Then Ouyang is also a ninth-order master, and he is only one step away from the Heaven Breaking Realm...... How could you lose so badly!" There was a burst of discussion in the audience.

Lao Suo, on the contrary, did not react much, turned around and walked down on crutches.

"It seems that people are really unseemly......" Looking at the back of Lao Suo's departure, Yun Tian sighed.

"The master who came this time was really beyond my expectations...... I just don't know if this weird old man will come to my Suzaku Hall......" Zhao Zizhan said softly.

"I'm afraid that the other three halls will also come to strongmen, and when the time comes, it's really uncertain which side this old man will choose......," Xiang'er reminded on the side.

After this shocking competition with the crippled old man, the next competition seems to be a little less interesting. Before you know it, the day has passed. A total of 50 masters were selected for this meeting.

"It's wonderful...... However, tomorrow's branch meeting should not be missed...... "After everyone left, Xiang'er still said with an endless aftertaste.

Just as a few people were about to leave, several men in white robes walked aside.

"Today's competition is really unprecedented...... I didn't expect that even a hermit master like the Heavenly Remnant Lao Su would come to join in the fun......" a loud voice said as if laughing.

A few people followed the voice, and several people behind Zhao Zizhan instantly became vigilant, as if they were guarding against something.

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