After refining the three sword weapons, it took Yang Yi less than half an hour to easily refine the second layer of Ziyun True Fire. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info had finished what needed to be done, and Yang Yicai left the earth fire room satisfied.

In the following days, Yang Yi took the time to go to Huangshan Lingfang City. He spent nearly 10,000 low-grade spirit stones to buy a large number of materials needed to refine swords, weapons, and magic weapons. In addition, the many materials on the corpse of the spirit beast in the Qiankun bag are enough to practice a lot of refining weapons. Of course, it is impossible for Yang Yi to refine the weapon all day. He only promised to refine one piece every three days, and the rest of the time was naturally hard training for his various methods against the enemy. After all, in March next year, the sect competition will begin. Although Yang Yi asked himself that his strength was not bad, he would never dare to be careless.

The days of penance always pass quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of the second year. At this time, the sect announced the time and place of Dabi. On the third day of the first month of March, on the peak of Huanyang. Yang Yi, who went to the Danyang Peak Internal Affairs Hall to sign up, felt surprised when he saw this Huanyang Peak. He had been in the sect for so long, and he had never heard of this mountain. However, the deacon's disciples of the Internal Affairs Hall also seemed to know that many of the senior brothers had never heard of Huanyang Peak at all. He actually made a lot of jade slips in advance, which specifically introduced the location of this Huanyang Peak. However, this jade is simply one hundred spirit stones. Yang Yi, who is now wealthy, naturally doesn't care about these spirit stones, so he bought one and looked at it.

This Huanyang Peak is a mountain specially opened up by the sect for the competition of the disciples of the Enlightenment Sect. It is located in the depths of the Lokyu Mountains, more than forty miles away from the mountain gate. When Yang Yi flew there, he saw this Huanyang Peak. Above the mountainside of this mountain, it should have been cut down by someone with great magical powers. Even though only half of the height remains, it will be more than 3,000 meters. Yang Yi estimated that if this peak had not been cut off by half of the peak, its majesty and height would definitely not be lost to Danyang Peak.

The entire Huanyang Peak was arranged by the sect with a psychedelic formation. Yang Yi could only see the grass and trees at the bottom of the mountain, and the smoke was shrouded above. With Yang Yi's eyesight and spiritual sense, he couldn't see through it at all. Yang Yi could only circle around the entire mountain peak once, then left here and continued to go back to cultivation.

After cultivating step by step until the third day of the third month of March, Yang Yi rushed to Huanyang Peak. When Yang Yi came to Huanyang Peak, nearly two hundred senior brothers had already arrived, and many disciples were coming one after another. They all flew into the air, whispering to people they knew. There are many people who are still talking about this mountain that is still hidden. Yang Yi turned around, but he didn't find a few brothers he was familiar with. Instead, I saw a disciple of Huiyang Peak who wanted to see it, but didn't want to see it. He is Kong Junxian, who once defeated himself in the Tongmai period. Kong Junxian's cultivation talent is indeed terrifying, and his cultivation time is shorter than Yang Yi's, but now he has the cultivation of the Six Seals of the Enlightenment. There were eight or nine Huiyang Peak monks, like stars holding the moon, surrounding him. Kong Junxian was talking, and he didn't even look at Yang Yi who passed in front of him, and didn't seem to recognize Yang Yi.

After a moment, Yang Yi saw that Xie Huai'an actually came with his second senior brother. Seeing this, Yang Yi hurriedly greeted him.

"I've seen the third senior brother, senior brother Xie. After not seeing each other for many days, the strength of the two senior brothers became more and more unfathomable. ”

"Senior brother, you are not bad, but after more than ten years, you have achieved such an achievement, which is really gratifying." Yan Hua said.

"Senior Brother Yan, your Senior Brother Yang is not bad now. When the time comes, his means will definitely be far stronger than you can imagine. Xie Huai'an knew Yang Yi well, and praised Yang Yi without a trace.

"Oh, then I'll wait and see how much surprise my junior brother can bring me." Yan Hua heard Xie Huai'an's words and showed a curious look. He really wanted to know what Yang Yi's current strength was.

The three of them walked while talking, and came to the vicinity of Huanyang Peak. There were quite a few monks from Quan Yang Peak and Yu Yang Peak who saw the arrival of the two of them and also came over to say hello. Xie Huai'an and Yan Hua also responded one by one. Although Yang Yi was also talking at this time, he kept thinking about Sikong Qingyu's shadow in his heart. He knew that with such a big sect, she would inevitably come. However, Sikong Qingyu continued her previous style. Even in the face of such a major competition, she was too late. After Sikong Qingyu arrived, he just glanced at Yang Yi and the others, which was regarded as a greeting. Subsequently, she got together with the sisters of Huiyangfeng.

Finally seeing Sikong Qingyu, Yang Yi suddenly felt a different kind of pleasure, which quietly arose in his heart. He secretly glanced at her from time to time, and felt that it was a great happiness to be able to see her once in a while. However, Yang Yi found that not only him, but many senior brothers also set their eyes on Sikong Qingyu's body. After all, with Sikong Qingyu's beauty and temperament, among the many spiritual cultivators in the sect, she is definitely one of the best.

Not long after Sikong Qingyu arrived, the elders who presided over the competition also came to Huanyang Peak. Seeing this, the group of enlightened disciples hurriedly stopped talking. Yang Yi saw that there were eleven elders in the Gathering Period who came this time. They were faintly led by a middle-aged monk flying at the front, wearing a Azure Falling Feather Sect robe, holding a scroll of pictures. And this person, Yang Yi also knows it. He is the current head of the Luoyu Sect, the previous peak master of Huiyang Peak, Zhang Qiliang.

"I've seen the master, elders." With their arrival, Yang Yi and many Enlightenment disciples said in unison.

The head of Zhang Qiliang, who was holding the picture, and the ten gathering elders behind him only bowed slightly, and then flew towards Huanyang Peak together. As they flew closer, the smoky Huanyang Peak revealed its true face. I saw that on the flat top of the mountain, there were nine rings for fighting. Except for the ring in the middle, its length and width reached 5,000 meters. The eight rings are neatly arranged on the periphery, and the length and width are also 3,000 meters. In the east, west, north and south directions of Huanyang Peak, there are steps leading directly to the flat top. The steps are exactly the same and are divided into three levels.

Zhang Qiliang, the head of the house, gently threw the picture in his hand towards the sky. I saw that this picture slowly flew to the sky directly above Huanyang Peak. After that, the whole picture is erected and gradually grows larger. It didn't stop until it was five or six hundred meters long and two or three hundred meters wide. The pattern drawn in this picture is the founder of the Luoyu Sect, Qinglian Zhenren. Qinglian's demeanor and appearance were exactly the same as what Yang Yi had seen in the secret room of Yuyang Peak. They were all armed with long swords and looked at the sky.

正当众位弟子观看这青莲祖师的画像时，掌门张启亮开口了“今天，是我们落羽宗，三十年一次的大比之日。 I think our sect opened the patriarch Qinglian real person......" He cooperated with this picture and talked for half an hour. It is nothing more than the life deeds of some Qinglian real people, the founding process, and some great achievements.

"This competition will be judged by ten elders to maintain the competition. This time it's just a competition between the same sects, so you must remember to get to the point, and don't kill the other party when they admit defeat. If there is a violation, the cultivation will be abolished at the least, and the person will be killed on the spot. In the end, Zhang Qiliang got to the point. Next, he introduced the next ten elders.

Next, there will be these ten elders to hold a competition. This head of the sect is still entangled in important matters, so he can't watch the sassy and heroic posture of the disciples. I also hope that the disciples of each peak can show what they have learned and obtain a good ranking, and there will be heavy rewards in the sect. After Zhang Qiliang finally finished speaking, he left with the sword.

"Congratulations to the master." Seeing the head leave, all the Enlightened Spiritual disciples said in unison.

"Okay, let the old man talk about the general rules of this competition. Let's start with ......" After Zhang Qiliang left, Elder Huang Hanming began a tirade. The next nine elders also took turns to speak something that was not nutritious. Then, they jointly announced that the first part of the sect competition had officially begun.

This first step is to let the disciples choose a step in a direction at will. As long as he can get from the first floor to the top in a quarter of an hour. Then, he has the qualifications to participate in the later links.

Yang Yi, Xie Huai'an, and Yan Hua came to the north step together, and the disciples here were relatively few. However, they also made it to more than 30 in line. Through chatting with Xie Huai'an, Yang Yi knew. These three steps test the three most basic aspects of the monk: the mind, the cultivation, and the means.

The three Yang Yi who stood in the back queue, and the first monk they saw on the stage was a monk in the middle of the Enlightenment. As he walked up the steps on the first floor, he suddenly took a few steps and stopped. Sometimes it's fast, sometimes it's like a turtle. It took him a full quarter of an hour to get to the first floor. The monk also seemed to know that the first floor would take a little longer, so he walked briskly towards the second step. As he ascended the second staircase, the judging elder signaled for the next person to go up to the first floor. At this time, the monk who was walking on the second floor seemed extremely calm, and quickly finished walking. Although he didn't make up for the time wasted on the first layer, it wasn't too bad. And when he came to the third floor, he started quite quickly. But then it got slower and slower. The last few floors simply stopped, and it took a long time to take a step up. When a quarter of an hour had passed, the monk was only one step away from the very top, but he could not go even further.

"Alright, you can leave." The elder, who was standing at the junction of the second and third floors, said as the time came.

The monk, who was still standing, seemed to be awakened by the elder's words. He quickly flew away from the steps, as if there was something on the steps that scared him.