On the third day of the third month of March, the Shangsi Festival. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info everything is green, spring returns to the earth, and the air is filled with thin water vapor, which is a good day to go green. However, the disciples who stood straight in front of the gate of Wufu Sect didn't have the heart to go out, their faces were full of solemn looks, even if they waited for a long time, they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, and they didn't even dare to move. Standing in front of these inner disciples was a Jindan Stage Elder of the Wufu Sect, Changhe Zhenren, who saw his long inky hair scattered, his tall body draped with a robe of a dark gold talisman, and his handsome face was full of bored looks.

"Chong'er, what time is it?" Nagagawa asked the disciple standing beside him.

The man named Yang Zhong counted the hour in his heart, and replied respectfully: "If you go back to the master, the hour is still a moment away." ”

"Huh." Changhe sneered, "The shelf of Mingxin Valley is big enough." ”

This day is the day of the great competition of the four major sects of Yanzhou, Yishui Tiangong, Mingxin Valley and Danxia Sect, this round is hosted by the Wufu Sect, the head of the four major sects, and the other three factions are led by the Jindan period monks, and they come here at the appointed time. And as a greeting, it must also be a cultivator of the same realm. Therefore, Changhe Zhenren has been waiting here for a long time in order to welcome the monks of Mingxin Valley, although there is no impatient look on his face, but he is still a little dissatisfied in his heart, Mingxin Valley is only ranked third among the four sects, and now he dares to let him wait for so long.

However, as soon as Changhe finished speaking, the vast divine consciousness range of the Jindan period caught a cloud flying rapidly from a distance, and after only estimating the speed, he knew that he could get here in a few breaths, or arrive before the time of the hour.

"What's that?" Ordinary inner disciples, but they don't have the breadth of the Changhe's divine sense, and they only see this cloud when they fly closer, no, a few of them are shallow in their knowledge, and they are still amazed.

"Chong'er." Changhe only called Yang Chong's name again.

Yang Chong was helpless, as a personal disciple of Changhe, he knew that Changhe was dissatisfied, and he disdained to surrender his identity, so he explained to these disciples in the foundation building period, so he had to let him come out.

"This is a kind of flying magic weapon specially refined by Mingxin Valley, the speed is acceptable, and it is better than the number of people it can carry, which is still a little inferior to our Tianhe boat." Yang Zhong explained two sentences simply, dispelling the curiosity of some people, so that as soon as the team returned to quiet, they saw that the clouds had stopped steadily in front of them, and the woman led by them pinched a trick, and the clouds turned into smoke, lingering around the team of delicate, gentle, or cold female cultivators, like true immortals, and dissipated after a long time.

"Friendly means of Chaoyandao." Changhe saw that some of the disciples who came to greet him showed obsession in their eyes, and sighed with emotion.

"Changhe Daoyou praised it." Chaoyan Zhenren Wan'er, "It's not as good as Changhe Daoyou." After finishing speaking, he raised his left hand and waved his arm. The dark long sleeves rolled, sweeping the shadows and waving away the clouds and smoke that had been shrouded all year round, revealing one of the wide immortal ascending roads, on both sides of which were either cranes playing in the water, or Rui beasts walking, a scene of immortals.

"Zhao Yan Daoyou invited." Changhe smiled, not taking Chaoyan's words to heart.

This is in the territory of the Wufu Sect, Mingxin Valley was originally a guest, no matter how proud Changhe was on weekdays, now he is half a step behind Chaoyan, in order to show his attention to Mingxin Valley.

"Friends of the Long River, I wonder if the other two sects are here now?" Slowly pacing on the path of ascending to immortals, letting the female cultivators under the sect communicate with the disciples of the Wufu Sect, Chao Yan only casually talked to Changhe.

"The Yishui Heavenly Palace has arrived, and the Danxia Sect will only come when the time comes."

"I don't know which Taoist friend led the team in Yishui Heavenly Palace?" Chao Yan's heart moved, and he asked again: "But Jiang Chengzi Jiang Daoyou?" ”

Changhe recalled the rumors he had heard, it was said that the Chaoyan Zhenren in front of him, and her sister Xiyan Zhenren were all deep in Jiangchengzi, but the goddess had a heart, and King Xiang had no intention, and now look, this rumor also has some truth. However, after a while, Changhe had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he only answered Chaoyan's question: "Chaoyan Daoyou guessed wrong, the leader of the team is not Jiang Daoyou, but Meichuan Daoyou." ”

When he heard that it was not Jiang Chengzi, he snorted lightly at Yan, "It's Mei Daoyou, how can he be willing to step out of the Yishui Heavenly Palace?" "Speaking of Meichuan, there is another public case involved. He was originally a child in the mortal world, but he met an elder who traveled out of the Yishui Heavenly Palace, and saw that he had the dual spirit roots of wind and thunder, so he brought him back to the sect to practice. For hundreds of years, he practiced smoothly all the way to the Jindan period, but when he went back to his hometown, he only found that the whole furniture had been made ancient, and only one boy was left in his descendants, and it was such a single seedling, and he was also burdened with immortal fate. This kid also lived up to expectations, and succeeded in building a foundation in only a few years, seeing that a great future was in front of him, but when he was learning from his fellow disciples, he was broken his dantian and his cultivation was broken. The child who had put in great anticipation cut off his future like this, how could Mei Chuan not be angry, and in a fit of anger, he killed the little insect in his eyes with the power of the Jin Dan period, but this time he stabbed the basket. That person turned out to be Jiang Chengzi's eldest apprentice, known as the Jindan monk who was most likely to condense the Yuan Infant, how could Jiang Chengzi be a good match? Directly holding a long sword to hit the door, others still thought that this would be a protracted battle, Jiang Chengzi broke Mei Chuan's body protection true qi with a sword, a sword sharpened his natal magic weapon, a sword pointed directly at the place of Jindan, and the three swords pinched the lifeblood of a Jindan monk, forcing him to retreat for decades, one is to consolidate the realm that can be dropped, and the other is to warm up the damaged natal magic weapon, I didn't expect that this time it was him who led the team.

"I don't know much about this, but Mei Daoyou and his party are now in the Heavenly Sword Hall, do you want to go to Yan Daoyou?"

"I'm tired of the long river friend." Although it is not the first time to come to the Wufu Sect, but because of the constant operation of the Nine Heavens Star Array, the Great Mountain Protection Array of the Wufu Sect, every building corresponds to the operation of the stars, and without knowing the algorithm, Chao Yan does not know where the Heavenly Sword Hall has been operating in this year.

"Chaoyan Daoyou, please." Changhe stretched out his right hand, his index finger was a little empty, and a red spiritual qi line appeared in mid-air, as long as he followed the red line, he could reach the position of the Heavenly Sword Hall.

When Changhe Zhenren led a kind of monk from Chaoyan and Mingxin Valley to the Heavenly Sword Hall, the competition on the field happened to have just ended, and the female cultivator of the Yishui Heavenly Palace lost to a monk of the Wufu Sect with one move, and the blood dripped onto the white long skirt, like a red plum on the snow, which was a kind of miserable beauty.

"Senior sister!" A woman standing in the center of the team of Yishui Heavenly Palace exclaimed in surprise, with a smile on her face, her toes tapped the ground, and she stepped up to the high platform lightly. The woman who came to the stage after fed the injured sister a wound medicine, and used aura to help her resolve the power of the medicine, and after seeing the "junior sister" step down safely, she got up and gave her hand, "This scene is my defeat in Yishui Tiangong, and then I will ask you for advice from your brothers and sisters." ”

The disciples of the Wufu Sect who were gathered around the high platform discussed a few words in a low voice, and saw one of the disciples in a black robe slowly coming up to the stage, gently fanning the fan in his hand as he walked, looking like an elegant Confucian scholar.

"In Xiajianghe, I was mistaken by my master, and I went two between my brothers and sisters, I don't know what to call this sister?" The man closed the fan and asked.

"Jiang Tong leaves." The woman replied lightly, "As for the senior sister or the junior sister, let's see the real chapter under our hands." ”

Jiang He smiled dumbly, "Since Senior Sister said so, you have to be careful." ”

"Please."

As soon as Jiang Tongye's words fell, Jiang He waved his hand, and the fan he held in his hand was not only used to vassal elegance, but it was actually a high-grade spiritual weapon!

Five short black arrows flew out from the fan, two of which went straight to Jiang Tongye's Purple Mansion and Dantian, and three of which sealed the direction she could dodge.

The black big sword appeared in Jiang Tongye's hand, and with just one block of his hand, he swept the two threatening short arrows to the ground, and with another swing, the other three short arrows were also swept away.

"Okay." Jiang Tongye's weightlifting action made Jiang He applaud, but while saying yes, the movements in his hands were never broken, the right hand holding the fan did not move, but the five fingers of his left hand moved like a piano, and for a while people couldn't understand what he was doing.

"I see." The five short arrows that were obviously swept to the ground were actually shot from different angles, and their angles were tricky, and if they were not always vigilant, there was a great possibility that they would be hit. This time, Jiang Tongye did not swing these short arrows away, but directly cut them off with the dragon sparrow, so as not to control them again.

"That's it." Jiang Tongye didn't look at the results of Jiang He's swing of the fan, he only took a step forward, and picked up the dragon bird obliquely from the bottom up, and the sharp sword qi slashed forward with the evil qi, smashing the raging flames gushing out of the fan, cutting off the surging river water flowing out of the fan, and when the fan was printed, but it was blocked for a moment, and it slashed towards the river.

Seeing that even the high-grade spirit weapon could not block this sword qi, Jiang He was a little anxious, and hurriedly laid more than ten layers of protective shields on his body, hoping to be able to use this sword qi at the moment.

But how could this sword qi be so easy to be stopped, the layers of protective cover in front of this sword qi were like eggshells that would shatter when touched, seeing that there was only the last layer of protective cover left, Jiang He could already see the rich evil qi wrapped around the sword qi, and he could also see his own reflection from the protective cover, and his face was already pale......

A skeletal hand stretched out from the side, gently pinching the sword qi that had just been slashed on the last layer of protective cover, and with a slight clenching of his five fingers, the sword qi that was still menacing just now dissipated in his hand.

Jiang Tongye put away the dragon sparrow, and used the evil qi above to assist the sword qi, the effect was a little too good, even she herself was a little uncontrollable, and pinched a heart purification spell with one hand, and after the spiritual platform was clear and unaffected by the evil qi, she looked at the man who suddenly appeared on the field and pinched her sword qi with one hand, "Dare to ask Your Excellency?" ”

The man raised his eyes and slowly said three words: "Su Yu is late." ”