Chapter 37: The Gathering of Sects

The location of this outer disciple competition is in the White Bone Gate, and the disciples of the five major sects take turns every ten years, and this time it is the White Bone Gate host.

Which sect's disciple wins the first place, which sect has the first dominance to enter the Red Mist Secret Realm, this is crucial, so although it is only a competition for low-level disciples, all sects attach great importance to it.

Dongsheng Shenzhou is divided into four directions, southeast and northwest, the Yin Yang Valley is in the east, the east is close to the sea and the west is against the mountain, the place where the Yin Yang Valley is located is a spiritual vein with abundant spiritual energy, and it is also the lifeblood of the Yin and Yang Valley.

And the White Bone Gate is in the southwest direction, and it is the closest among the other sects in terms of Yin Yang Valley.

Xingxi flew with Zhang Yanchen at the fastest speed for two days along the way, and finally came to the White Bone Gate.

The scenery of the White Bone Gate is very good, a winding mountain range, and there are palaces on the mountain range. The degree of resplendence is no worse than that of Yin Yang Valley, however, the White Bone Gate feels more down-to-earth, and there is not such a strong immortal aura.

Zhang Yanchen followed Xingxi and landed in front of the mountain gate of the White Bone Gate, and a middle-aged Taoist came up to wave his hands.

"Xingxi real person, welcome to the White Bone Gate, please here, the wing room has been cleaned up."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of please.

Xingxi hummed politely, got up again, and followed him all the way to the accommodation.

"If the real person is resting, the younger generation will not bother."

Zhang Yanchen's eyes followed the middle-aged Taoist all the way, and when he turned around, he saw Xingxi entering the house, and when he came out again, he had already changed into clean clothes. With a faint expression, he rolled up his sleeves and said to her: "You just rest here, don't go anywhere, don't walk around." ”

Zhang Yanchen saw that he was going out, and he didn't ask much, but only obediently answered yes, and watched him leave, and the direction he looked at was the main hall of the White Bone Gate.

Half a day later, the places where this row was picked up for the temporary residence of the major guests slowly began to be noisy, and people moved in one after another.

Zhang Yanchen, who was meditating in the house, listened to the noise outside, and couldn't settle down calmly.

Pushing open the door, I looked at it from a distance, and there were many female nuns scattered in front of the door of the row of houses opposite, all wearing pink dresses, looking at the patterns on the belt, but they were the nuns of the Youshang Pavilion.

This large group of female cultivators, all of them are as beautiful as flowers, and they have a sense of immediacy as a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending.

At this time, in the pile of people next to him, Gu Yue came around and beckoned to Zhang Yanchen.

"Ember dust, over here."

Zhang Yanchen walked over, looked at the people in the Moon God Palace, and whispered, "I thought you were going to be late." ”

Gu Yue slapped her lightly and said angrily: "Hello, there is Uncle Xingxi with you, where is it like us, so many people can only fly slowly behind." ”

Xingxi only has one apprentice, but the Moon God has dozens of apprentices, plus all the disciples below the Qi Refining Consummation of the Moon God Palace, the number is almost hundreds, and no matter how fast the Bianye Boat is, it can't compare to Xingxi's one-person sword.

Zhang Yanchen looked at the same door next to him, and he didn't feel very kind, and then looked at the Youshang Pavilion opposite: "Where are Wuyumen and Xingsui Sect?" ”

"Wuyumen is in the courtyard in the north, and Xingsui Sect is in the south."

"Wuyumen......" Zhang Yanchen's gaze couldn't help but look to the north.

Gu Yue's eyes darkened and said, "The five major factions are gathered, and the people of Wuyumen dare not do anything." ”

Zhang Yanchen didn't hide that she had a grudge against Wu Yumen, but she didn't say what the reason was.

No matter how bold the people of Wuyumen are, they don't dare to use their status as elders to openly treat juniors.

Zhang Yanchen was not worried about this, otherwise she would not have followed Xingxi to Baigumen to participate in the big competition, but everything in life was unpredictable, and she underestimated the importance of Wu Yumen's destruction of her family, which made her almost lose her life in Huangquan and was almost expelled from Yin Yang Valley.

There were almost 500 Qi cultivation disciples who came to the White Bone Gate this time, and the courtyard in the east courtyard was all full.

After the second day, all the disciples gathered in the square set up by the White Bone Gate.

Zhang Yanchen stood behind Xingxi, dressed in blue and inconspicuous, not outstanding among many disciples, but as far as his eyes could see, he could still clearly see the unkind gaze.

It's Black Mist and Qi Zi, and there are others......

Zhang Yanchen lowered his eyebrows, avoiding Xingxi's inquiring gaze.

Subsequently, a representative of the White Bone Sect came out to make an opening statement, and then it was a draw, and the outer disciples were very fair.

From the beginning of the fifth layer of Qi training to the Great Perfection of Qi training, Ember Chen only had five layers of Qi training, so he stood in the ranks of the fifth layer of Qi training, drew a lot casually, and stood back behind Xingxi.

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose to play your strength." Xingxi Road.

Zhang Yanchen was stunned for a moment, listening to the advice of other uncles and uncles next to him to his disciples, and then comparing them with his master's advice, he suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

Everyone else is telling their apprentices to fight hard, and it is best to win the final victory, but her master is good, it doesn't matter!

"Yes, I know." Zhang Yanchen still responded obediently, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden, she really wanted to laugh.

If the competition in the cultivation realm is not like that of mortals, you can start all over again.

As a monk, if you encounter a great enemy of life and death, you will either die or I will die, and if you lose, you will not be able to start all over again.

Zhang Yanchen didn't think about whether he could get the first position in the stage of the fifth layer of qi training, but he wouldn't be so embarrassed to lose the first round.

After watching others compete dryly for a long time, it was finally his turn.

Zhang Yanchen hung the drawn lottery on his belt, jumped into the ring, hugged his fists and said: "Zhang Yanchen of Yin Yang Valley." ”

"Xing Sui Sect Domain Yongning, please give advice." Pan Yongning, who was dressed in purple and had thick eyebrows and big eyes, returned the salute.

"Please."

I saw that Pan Yongning on the opposite side was not ambiguous, his hands clenched into fists under his ribs, and the two fists came violently.

Zhang Yanchen touched the ground with his feet, left sideways, stood in front of him with two fingers, and stabbed the ground with his mouth in his mouth.

I saw countless sharp thorns suddenly rise from the ground, and the scalp of the human being was numb.

Pan Yongning jumped up, and his fist slammed down on the ground with a loud shout, and all the ground thorns turned into powder.

Pan Yongning fell to the ground and looked at Zhang Yanchen fixedly, he had inquired clearly from the beginning, the opponent in front of him was not an ordinary immortal cultivator, but a sword cultivator who was difficult to produce among thousands of people, and his strength was very different from that of ordinary immortal cultivators, so he was also very nervous, and there was even more helplessness and excitement.

Pan Yongning didn't move, Zhang Yanchen's mind moved, and the Thousand Machine Sword appeared in front of him, levitating.

Zhang Yanchen looked at Pan Yongning calmly through the Thousand Machine Sword, but there was a fierceness of sword intent in his calm gaze, as if he could pierce people's hearts.

Pan Yongning was slightly shocked in his heart, and he was even more energetic, full of energy, and took out his weapon, a big knife.

Now, it's up to whoever can't keep a calm mind, and who can't stay in peace first.

In the end, Pan Yongning couldn't keep his composure and made the first move.

"Slash!"