Chapter 16: Dabi Begins

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and the day of the Great Competition of the Sect is approaching, and the disciples of the six major veins have all received invitations, and the flying sword vein is naturally no exception. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xin Jiuli, who was at home, slowly collected his work at this time, and looked at a piece of rune paper that appeared in front of him with a solemn expression, the runes were strange and abnormal, and unknown words were engraved on them.

Xin Jiuli grabbed the rune paper and put it away, and after a while, the young man looked very excited: "I didn't expect the personnel of the sect to be determined so quickly, but it was a few days earlier than last year, and it was held three days later in advance." ”

This messenger was naturally sent by Li Yuanhua, and the content of the letter was very concise, just to prepare for Dabi three days later, and did not describe it too much.

This made Xin Jiuli a little annoyed.

"Doesn't even Master believe in my strength?"

"Hmph, we'll see!"

The young man muttered a few words to himself and then settled down again, and a trace of vitality around his body slowly drilled into his body, and so, the day's cultivation began again.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past three days, Xin Jiuli has cultivated day and night, barely stabilizing the sixfold cultivation of the Kaiyuan Realm, and some significant changes have also taken place in his body.

Not only does the spirit of the whole person look completely different from a few days ago, but the Yuan Force in his body has also been replenished to the peak, and it can be said that he is now in the most peak state.

Hey! Speech! elder brother

At this time, Xin Jiuli was still pinching his hands in the house, silently cultivating, when suddenly the bell above the Heavenly Dao Sect Master Peak rang loudly.

The voice was distant and clear, but as soon as it reached Xin Jiuli's ears, it made his blood surge and his fighting spirit soared.

Xin Jiuli's eyes opened, and he secretly counted the bells, and only stood up when he was thirty-six.

At the same time, the bell also stopped abruptly.

The young man laughed.

He turned and pushed the door open.

"Meet Senior Brother !!"

As soon as the young man went out, more than a dozen male and female disciples outside the door respectfully knelt on the ground.

Xin Jiuli was stunned, "Why are you here?" ”

These people are disciples of the Flying Sword lineage, and they don't know how long they have been at the door.

A young man walked out of the crowd, and Xin Jiuli recognized this person as his second junior brother, Zhao Jian.

"Senior brother, we are not qualified to participate in the big competition, we are here to cheer for senior brother!" The boy's fists clenched, and there was a faint sound of intertwined bones.

Xin Jiuli was relieved, the sect was great, except for the Kaiyuan Realm five or above, the other disciples were not qualified to participate at all, and even he himself was only participating for the first time.

He understood that his junior disciples had now pinned all their hopes on himself.

"Brothers and sisters, get up. This time in the big competition, my flying sword line will definitely win the top 50. As soon as the words fell, a mysterious gesture was made in his hand, and immediately the flying sword on his waist flew out automatically with a "poof", and then slashed to the ground in the air, and the nearby ground "snorted", and a slender crack was cracked in the middle out of thin air, and the sound of sword roars sounded back and forth all around, as if the whole world was trembling.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Flying Sword !!"

Seeing this, the other disciples of the Flying Sword Pulse were naturally even more ecstatic, and they bowed down again to salute, and the words of praise continued.

At this time, disciples in the entire Heavenly Dao Sect kept appearing, and they all rushed to the top of the main peak, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of people gathered.

Among them, of course, there were disciples under the age of twenty-five who participated in the big competition, but even more were many old disciples over the age of thirty who came to watch the battle.

Although these old disciples were unable to participate in the big competition, they would naturally never want to miss such a grand event that could only be seen in a few years.

And Feng Daoyi, the sect leader of the Heavenly Dao Sect, was already standing in the center of the square with more than twenty elders of the Condensing Light Realm at this time, quietly waiting for something.

I don't know how long later, the Heavenly Dao Sect Master suddenly flew up in the air, and after his eyes swept around, his sleeves flicked, and a flat jade brick several inches in size flew out.

Then he said something in his mouth, and the jade brick immediately rose to the sky, and quickly rose in the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a suspended jade platform dozens of zhang long.

Only then did the powerhouses of the Condensing Light Realm fly up to the jade platform one after another, looking down on the thousands of disciples below.

"Listen up, all the disciples, the four-year big competition is about to begin. The rules of this competition are the same as before, and the core disciples will be tested according to their strength, from back to front, and finally the top ten, top three, and first place core disciples will be determined. In the end, the top ten core disciples can challenge the top ten true disciples, and the winner can become a true disciple. In the big competition, life and death are conceited, and all disciples who come to the stage must sign a life and death order first, but those who deliberately injure themselves seriously in the competition and wantonly kill their fellow disciples will also be severely punished. Now the disciples are ready first, and after a stick of incense, Dabi officially begins. Feng Daoyi, the sect leader of the Heavenly Dao Sect, said lightly on the stone platform, although the voice was not loud, it was clear and unusually heard by everyone's ears and eyes.

Then he raised one hand, and a thumb-thick incense candle flew out, and after a tremble, he quietly suspended in front of him and didn't understand.

One finger is then flushed with the incense candle and a little more empty.

Immediately, the top of the incense candle flashed with fire, and a sandalwood smell came out.

At this time, an old man from behind the stone platform walked out and waved his hand into the void.

A yellow scroll more than ten meters long appeared in the sky, and the black light on the scroll flowed, and the words on the surface turned into a huge light text appeared, even the disciples standing at the very edge of the square could immediately see the words on the scroll clearly.

Those new disciples who participated in the Great Contest for the first time raised their heads one after another, and they glanced at these huge light texts for a while.

Xin Jiuli stood in an unobtrusive corner, equally staring at the words written on the scroll.

On top of the scrolls, there are ten sparkling names.

He saw the name of "Ziyun" at a glance, and it was written below the name, Ghost Dance.

Seeing this, Xin Jiuli's eyes narrowed slightly.

For this Senior Sister Ziyun, he had already guessed her identity, but he was not surprised, his eyes moved to the side, and names such as "Yi Qiunian" and "Cangkun" appeared one after another.

In the end, his gaze stopped at a place of nine and one vein.

"Northern Stygian!"

Regarding the name of the first member of the sect, he had naturally heard it many times.

I heard that this person has the body of a demon, and at the same time is proficient in the secret art of the two major branches of the Ghost Dance and the Nine Rings, not only has he once won the competition, but he has never heard of his defeat.

Many people in the sect believe that he has a good chance of becoming the next suzerain's heir.

After a moment, he had read all the names clearly and memorized them in his heart before he looked away and swept them roughly towards the other disciples' gathering places in the square.

Obviously, most of the old disciples who were over twenty-five years old were standing farther away from the square, gathering in twos and threes, and pointing at the crowd with their hands, talking in low voices.

Most of the disciples who were going to participate in the big competition had solemn expressions, and occasionally some of the younger disciples looked excited and full of eager expressions.

After Xin Jiuli hurriedly looked at it, some of these faces were quite familiar, such as Fang Yuanshan, Ziyun, Zhu Yan and others.

His expression suddenly moved, and he felt that someone was watching him nearby, and immediately turned his head to look over.

I saw that among the several disciples on one side, a young man with white eyes and gray hair was looking over coldly, and when he saw him looking at each other, he looked away with the same expression.

Seeing this, Xin Jiuli couldn't help but be a little more careful about that person.