Knowing that Yuan Fengqing was an elder, of course Ziying would not wait for her to strike first, and as soon as her right arm was raised, the purple bead shot towards the opposite side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In Yuan Fengqing's field of vision, the purple bead suddenly split into three, turning into three purple cords connected by purple qi, and swooped towards his chest, and the heavy power of the earth rushed forward, knowing that if he was drawn, it would be more than ten times more painful than the damage of ordinary magic weapons, and she couldn't help but admire the ability of Ziying to integrate the power of the earth into the purple beads and transform defensive ability into offensive ability.

If an ordinary disciple encounters this situation, he will turn around and flee as soon as possible, so as not to be drawn by Zisuo and be in pain, but Yuan Fengqing is the champion, and he is bound by the identity of the elders, how can he escape in embarrassment under the watchful eye of the public? So he just waved out the shark moon, and drove it to entangle with the purple rope in mid-air with his aura, and he was very happy.

The sound of crackling is endless, and the two lights and shadows, one white and one purple, dazzle people. The ground of the ring was pulled out of countless chaotic traces, scattered like a large-scale mural with no rules.

However, although Zisuo has been integrated into the power of the earth to reinforce, and its power has increased tenfold, after all, Ziying himself only has the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, and Tongyuan Fengqing is two small strata, and there is a huge gap between a small stratum, not to mention that there are still two strata. Even if Ziying relied on the special nature of the purple bead magic weapon, and the tacit understanding that had been fused with it for many years, he barely fought with Shark Moon for more than a hundred rounds, after all, because of the lack of aura, his face quickly turned pale, and his face was dripping with sweat, and he was defeated in less than half an hour, and he had to stop and admit defeat.

The two of them took back the magic weapon separately, and Ziying smiled weakly, "Thank you Uncle Yuan for your advice." ”

"You're welcome." Yuan Fengqing held the shark moon, smiled gently, and watched her fly off the ring and fall back to the mottled and scattered traces on the ground of the ring, thinking back to the battle just now, she has been using the Cangyunmen technique, there should be no flaws.

The words are divided into two ends, the figures on the top ten rings on the martial arts arena are flying, and the fight is wonderful, attracting the attention of all the onlookers, cheering, applauding, and sighing abound, and the scene has never been quiet from dawn to noon. Compared with the liveliness of the venue, the backyard of Mochizuki Peak, which is closest to the venue, has a solemn atmosphere, and the people sitting in the room are silent, and no one dares to speak easily, just because the face of Mo Xuan, the valley lord of Tianxiang Valley, who is sitting at the top, is blue, and his eyes are sad and angry, which makes people look extremely tight.

Chu Junli, who had been drinking tea slowly, had been sitting for a long time, the sun was scorching outside the window, bursts of heat poured into the house, everyone was sweating from their foreheads, as the host, he had to take the initiative to break the extremely dull atmosphere, Wen Yan smiled and said, "Brother Mo, you see that it is noon, let's go to Nancang Peak for lunch together, you must be hungry too." ”

It was rare for someone to relieve the oppressive atmosphere, and everyone present echoed, "Yes, Brother Mo, you spent the night protecting Master and Nephew Mo last night, and you must be extremely tired, why don't we go to lunch together first, and then come back to discuss." ”

Mo Xuan's gaze lifted and slowly swept over everyone present.

Except for Tianji Zhenren, who was silent, and Chu Junli smiled lightly like the wind and couldn't see his true mood, the rest of the people were all concerned on the surface, but in fact, there was no worry at all, and even Ye Qingtian, the owner of Penglai Island, who had always been very close to Tianxiang Valley, had a trace of imperceptible schadenfreude in his eyes, and his mood sank a little more.

I couldn't help but think of what he said when I met Yun Tianlan last night: "Brother Mo, you and I cultivate to go against the sky, gain endless lifespan, get rid of the eight sufferings of life, and no longer fall into the endless suffering of reincarnation. If you can attain the Tao, then everything in the red dust is like dust, whether it is fame or fortune, gold or silver, it is all outside the body and cannot be taken away. If you can't attain the Dao, you will become a pile of dry bones, and there is no need to take away other things, I wonder if you also think the same as Tianlan? ”

Although those words seemed to be discussing cultivation with him, they were actually advising him not to provoke the anger of all the immortal sects because of the mundane things of the sect's ranking, even if Tianxiang Valley was strong, in the face of all the immortal sects, he might not be able to get the slightest benefit.

Seeing it today, all the immortals here seemed to be quite concerned about the damage to their daughter's Dao heart, and hurriedly came to ask, but they really didn't have much sympathy in their hearts, presumably because Tianxiang Gu was too eager to participate in the Xianmen martial arts this time, and the disciples did their best to suppress many disciples of other sects in the personal challenge, which offended many fellow immortals, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

has reached the realm of his late stage of cultivation as a god, Yu Hongchen is really not interested in fame and fortune, and he doesn't care about the ranking of the sect, everything just follows fate. But he didn't care about anything for a long time, and he retreated for a long time just to break through the realm of transforming gods and successfully log in to the Yuanying high level, and everything in the valley was taken care of by his junior brother Shangguan Xuan and his junior sister Huo Ying'er, but he didn't expect that the two of them would make countless enemies in this Xianmen martial arts meeting, which really made him angry.

But no matter what, the ugliness of the family must not be publicized, Mo Liuxin's matter has made Tianxiang Valley lose face, if he allows Shangguan Xuan and Huo Ying'er to go on his own way, it will only put Tianxiang Valley in a more unfavorable situation, and in the future, he may be squeezed out by all his fellow immortals, and the development of Tianxiang Valley will be even more unfavorable.

Thinking of this, the gloomy color on his face gradually dissipated, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he smiled heartily, "Yes, you can't let all of you fellow Daoists go hungry with Mo, although the people of my generation can cultivate the Tao, but the people take food as the sky, and they really can't enjoy the food in the world, and this life is not very interesting." Let's go to dinner, let the juniors solve their own affairs, we are old, and we won't be able to worry about it for long! ”

Seeing the sudden change in Mo Xuan's attitude, everyone was stunned, but they also secretly exhaled and followed him up.

Chu Junli immediately got up to greet him, led everyone out of the side hall, and walked slowly towards Nancang Peak.

Along the way, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, and everyone deliberately avoided the matter of the Xianmen Huiwu and did not mention it again, so as not to cause the unhappiness of Mo Xuan's soul again, and the topic naturally led to the matter of the South China Sea.

"True person, it is said that the anomaly of the South China Sea has lasted for decades, why haven't we seen the birth of a strange treasure, could it be that the Qiankun Mirror of your sect predicted it too early?" Ye Qingtian, the owner of Penglai Island, took the opportunity to ask the head of the Xiaoyao faction, Tianji Zhenren, and when everyone heard it, their hearts were hot, and they naturally listened with their ears pricked up, for fear of missing any favorable news.

The childlike and white-haired Tianji Zhenren casually blew his long white beard and said with a smile, "The heavenly machine must not be revealed, even if the treasure of the town sect of my faction, the Qiankun Mirror, can peep into the heavenly machine, it is only the tip of the iceberg, how can I know more?" Don't be too anxious, it is still unknown whether there is a treasure hidden in the spring of the South China Sea, and it is even more unpredictable when it will be opened. ”

Everyone was a little frustrated when they heard him say so profoundly, there were no rules to be found, but in this world, only the Xiaoyao faction had the Qiankun Mirror of the Ancient Immortal Weapon that could spy on the heavens, and they refused to say it, and who dared to ask, they could only give up.