(Girls' Literature)

Changchun Zi laughed, and the wrinkles on her face spread layer by layer, like a thawed spring water soup.

Yu Zhenzi asked, "Senior brother, what are you laughing at?" Did you think of a way to relieve Chen Xue? ”

"Chen Xue has great powers, how can it be my turn to relieve him? I am Xiao Yiyangzi and Yuyangzi, two uncles, who have been tyrannical and domineering for hundreds of years, and they ended up in the hands of a junior. And this kid is still a descendant of the Nine Lotus lineage, and I am so happy to death when I think about it. ”

Taixu Zhenren glared at him, turned around and disappeared from the spot, and his heart blossomed, but he couldn't show it in front of his disciples, so he had to hurry back to the Golden Lotus Cave and laugh three hundred times.

Seeing the master leaving, Changchunzi and the others suddenly lost their restraints, and they all burst into laughter.

Yu Zhenzi said: "Senior brother, don't patronize and be happy, tomorrow is the big competition of the sect, we have to plan well." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Changchunzi's face was full of red light, and he nodded like a chicken: "The top ten core disciples of this peak have worked hard in the past ten years, and their cultivation is diligent, and they should have hope of entering the five hundred." ”

"Five hundred?" Yu Zhenzi paused his cane and said angrily: "Senior brother, is this your ambition?" Even if all of them entered the top five hundred, as long as no one could break into the top 100 and could not grab a place within the top ten, the Nine Lotus First Pulse would still be at the bottom of the seventy-two peaks. ”

Chang Chunzi smiled: "Senior sister, what are you anxious about?" Don't we have a little phoenix? With her current skills, isn't it a sure thing to get into the top ten? ”

"You know the idea of beating Xiaohuang, the big competition of the sect, all the seventy-two peaks participated, and there were more than 20,000 disciples who signed up for the competition. There is only Xiaohuang in Nine Lotus Peak, do you want to exhaust her to death? "Yu Zhenzi now regards Qinghuang as more precious than her eyeballs, how can she be willing to let her suffer a little grievance and injury?

Chang Chunzi said embarrassedly: "Little junior sister, you also know the situation of our Nine Lotus Peak, if the top ten core disciples can't do it, who else?" You can rest assured, this big competition is the most promising one in the Nine Lotus Peak in more than a hundred years, and I will definitely supervise them strictly, even if I fight hard, I have to get a good result back. ”

"I hope so!" Yu Zhenzi snorted coldly, she really couldn't raise her confidence in the ten core disciples of Nine Lotus Peak, once the war started, those ten fools would be thankful if they were not wiped out in the first round.

On the second day, auspicious clouds flew out of the seventy-two peaks, countless spirit birds flew all over the sky, and one by one the color exercises fluttered in the air, and a rainbow was erected between the peaks and Haotian Peak, and the peak masters and elders of each peak led the participating disciples to step on the rainbow, or rode the spirit birds to Haotian Peak.

Haotian Temple is located at the highest place of Haotian Peak, clouds and mist, golden and brilliant, and the legendary Lingxiao Treasure Hall in the mortal world is no different, the gods are majestic, the fairy music bursts, the birds are gathered, and the cranes are flying.

In front of the Haotian Temple is a huge square, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, paved with lapis lazuli and smooth as a mirror.

There are one hundred and eight huge stone pillars standing around the square, carving dragons and painting phoenixes, auspicious clouds are swirling, extremely majestic, extremely grand.

Thirty-six sword fighting platforms have already been erected on the square, each platform is nine zhang long, wide and high, the colorful flags fluttering on the platform, the wind hunts, and each has a sect elder to guard.

Between the Sword Fighting Platform and the Haotian Temple, a giant flying boat hung in the air.

The whole body of the flying boat is cast of gold, and the sun shines in ten thousand ways. The boat is thirty zhang long, and it is pulled up by nine green dragons.

The length of the nine green dragons is more than fifty zhang, the head has two horns, the back has two wings, the scales are larger than the mouth of the bowl, extremely hideous, but the bloodline is not pure enough, it is a variant born of the ancient dragon and Jiao.

In the era when the divine dragon disappeared, the mutant green dragon was the real overlord of this world. The Dao Gate was able to domesticate nine green dragons to control the golden flying boat, which shows the strength of the foundation.

The master of Yunyan and the masters of each peak sat on the flying boat, and there was a purple gold platform in front of each person, and there were all kinds of exotic fruits and delicacies on the platform.

Several young Taoist children with clear eyebrows shuttled between the various purple gold platforms, and from time to time presented cups of elixir and jade liquid to the peak masters.

Chang Chunzi glanced at it and found that the Taishang elders present this year were less than half of those in previous years, and none of the twelve real apologists were missing, and his heart suddenly sank.

Looking at the head of the sect Yunyan Dao again, he was calm and relaxed, his appearance was sanctimonious, and the smile on his face was like a spring breeze, and he couldn't see that something was happening at all.

The other peak masters talked loudly, smiling and smiling, looking proud of their ambitions.

Chang Chunzi secretly sneered in his heart, let's pretend to be fucking, and see who cries first when the time comes.

The sound of Luan Feng and Mingming sounded in mid-air, and the sound of the Daomen greeting envoy was like a bell, spreading throughout Haotian Peak: "The leader of the Holy Alliance is coming to ......"

"The abbot of Zenzangji Temple is coming to ......"

"The owner of the heartless building arrives at ......"

"The master of the True Martial Sect has arrived at ......"

"The Elder of the God and Demon Sect has arrived ......"

"Sect Master of Tianqin Sect arrives in ......"

……

With the sound, a spirit bird pierced through the clouds and fog, and a dragon car ran over the sky, and the figures of many monks appeared on Haotian Peak.

Daomen is one of the three giants of the cultivation realm, and the once-in-a-decade sect competition can be called a grand event in the cultivation realm, and the sects that come to watch the ceremony are shoulder to shoulder.

Yun Yan Sect Leader stood up and led all the Supreme Elders and Peak Masters to greet the envoys of the various sects.

There are many sects in the cultivation realm, and there are only a handful of people who are qualified to enter the flying boat.

Throughout the entire cultivation realm, there are no more than fifty forces above the third grade, which is the core of the cultivation realm and the guest of honor of the Dao Gate. There are many sects below the fourth grade, and both the sect master and the elders can only sit on the stands in front of the Haotian Temple to watch the ceremony, and are accompanied by the general elders of the Daomen and the disciples of the inner gate.

The cultivation realm speaks with strength, and there is no concept of equality. The strength is not enough, even if you are a sect master, you have to stand aside.

In the eyes of the Daomen, the eighth-grade or ninth-grade forces are not enough at all, and a disciple of the outer sect will send you away, and the sects below the seventh rank want to ascend Haotian Peak, but there is no door.

As for those who have not been invited, it is even more difficult to participate in such a grand event.

The Holy Alliance and the Zen Tibetan Temple are first-grade super sects, and the Wuxinlou, Tianqin Sect, Zhenwu Sect and the God and Demon Sect are all second-grade forces, and they were welcomed by the Yunyan Dao Leader and the peak masters to sit on the flying boat.

The Ghost King Sect, the Qingyun Sect, the Ethereal Sect, the Immortal Ape Sect and the Divine Axe Sect are all sects of the fourth to sixth grades, and they are not qualified to enter the flying boat.

A few days ago, the Zenzang Temple sent thirty-six elders and the Donkey Kong Dragon Bodhi Zhenren to the Ghost King Sect and the Ethereal Sect to personally sit in the town to deter those who tried to take advantage of the fire to rob.

Hua Qianxun asked the elders of the Zenzang Temple about Fu Chenxue's whereabouts, but did not get an answer, and heard that Qinghuang was taken into the sect by Yu Zhenzi, and participated in the sect competition as a disciple of three generations, so he couldn't sit still anymore, and explained to the elders of the Ghost King Sect, and hurried to the Daomen with the gold and silver ghost king.