After Dao Xuan touched the mechanism, just to the right of the Tai Chi pattern, a ring-shaped crack suddenly appeared in the originally intact stone wall, and then slowly rotated to the side to separate, revealing a secret hole.

It's just that at the entrance of this cave, there is a strange thing that looks like a gray and white mist, which looks like fog and water waves, rotating non-stop, and the inside is hazy and unclear, and it is not real at all.

In that mist, there is a so-called phantom array hidden, and if you want to enter the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion to practice and comprehend, this level must be passed.

Even the head of Qingyunmen is no exception.

Therefore, Qingyunmen can rest assured that this cave is placed here without any 'guarding'.

Ye Feng did not hesitate, and walked in with great strides, and after a while, the gap in the stone wall disappeared.

Looking at Ye Feng's back, Dao Xuan sighed softly, but his eyes were full of hope: "Little junior brother, I hope you can have that terrifying talent like your ancestors." If today's machine is disordered, how I Qingyunmen move forward may need to rely on you. ”

...

More than a month later, on the Yuqing Palace, Dao Xuan looked at the dozens of elite disciples in the hall, and then looked at the other peaks, nodded with satisfaction, and glanced at Cang Song on the side.

Cangsong Daoist took a step forward and said loudly: "Everyone, you are all the leaders of the younger generation of Qingyunmen, my Qingyun lineage has been more than 2,000 years since the establishment of the faction, and I am really a Taoist orthodox and righteous leader.

But the ancients had a saying: industry is prosperous in diligence, and absurdity is in play. There are clouds again: sail against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. In order to warn future generations and promote young disciples, I sent the patriarch to pass on the grand event of the Seven Veins Huiwu, which has been held for a full 20 years now. ”

"Ahh

There was an exclamation among the disciples of Qingyun Sect, and the twenty sessions, calculated at one time, were 1,200 years long.

Cangsong Daoren looked at everyone's reaction with satisfaction, and said: "Today, under the leadership of Senior Brother Daoxuan, my Qingyun Sect is prosperous, far better than in the previous life, and there are countless outstanding people in the younger generation. Therefore, after the senior brother in charge of the sect discussed with the first seat of each vein, the number of people in the big test was increased to 64, so as not to regret the loss of pearls in the sea. ”

"May I ask Uncle Cangsong, there are obviously sixty-four people, but how come there are only sixty-three wax pills. ”

After the draw, someone suddenly realized that something was wrong and asked Cangsong loudly.

Cang Song coughed lightly: "The rules of this competition are that there are nine people in each of the seven veins of Qingyunmen, of which there is one more person in Changmen, but, cough cough, because there are only eight disciples in the same vein, there is one less person, so there are only sixty-three people." ”

For a while, everyone's eyes fell on the face of Tian Buyi, the first seat of Dazhu Peak, and Tian Buyi had a burst of anger on his face, but he sat upright and did not move at all. The Qingyunmen disciples below were in an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion.

When everyone's voices calmed down a little, Cang Song Zhencai said: "However, there was originally your junior uncle Ye Feng, who said that he would also come to participate, but now, he has not yet come out of retreat, and when he comes out, this number will be enough." Before that, as long as any disciple won the No. 1 draw, it would be extremely lucky, because if Senior Brother Ye couldn't catch up, he would have a bye in the first round. ”

Speaking of this, Cang Song glanced at the people who were a little happy: "However, if Senior Brother Ye goes out of the customs, then this luck will probably become unlucky, haha..." ”

As soon as Cang Song spoke, all of the seven veins present were smiling, including Dao Xuan, who felt that this was a very interesting thing.

From heaven to hell, it depends on Ye Feng, Ye Feng comes one step earlier, that is hell, Ye Feng comes one step later, that is heaven.

At this moment, there are still some disciples who have the purpose of rejoicing, and their faces are not very good, this is really unreliable.

As a result of the draw, it was not surprising that Zhang Xiaofan still drew the No. 1.

Now, there are those who are happy, those who are envious, and those who are jealous.

However, more people are waiting and watching to see if Zhang Xiaofan is the son of luck or bad luck, but it is estimated that more people hope that Ye Feng will go out of the customs before the martial arts.

After returning to Dazhu Peak, Zhang Xiaofan's mind became confused.

If there is anything he is most reluctant to encounter in this competition, it must be Ye Feng.

Not only because Ye Feng's realm is much higher than him, but more importantly, Zhang Xiaofan knows very well what grace is and what hatred is.

Ye Feng has the grace of guiding him, without Ye Feng, he may still be stuck in the fourth layer now, but now he is already at the peak of the seventh layer, and he can break through to the eighth layer.

This kind of kindness has made Zhang Xiaofan very grateful to Ye Feng for this period of time, and even introduced Ye Feng as a confidant and benefactor.

Fortunately, when the martial arts were about to start, he didn't see Ye Feng, which made Zhang Xiaofan breathe a sigh of relief.

A few days later, the Seven Veins Martial Arts officially began, and after the people of the first vein of Dazhu Peak came to the competition venue, many disciples looked at the side of Dazhu Peak and discussed one after another.

The topic is nothing more than that little apprentice of Da Zhu Peak, who is too lucky.

I completely forgot that just a few days ago, most of them, but they were looking forward to Ye Feng being able to get out of the customs quickly.

"Dang", a crisp bell sounded, echoing in the sea of clouds, which made everyone feel excited, and the originally noisy square suddenly fell silent for a while.

I saw that on the huge stage in the middle, the figures of Dao Xuan Zhenren and Cangsong Dao Ren appeared, Dao Xuan Zhenren took a step, looked around at the countless disciples in the audience, and said loudly: "The competition begins." ”

With the official start of the game, it was also announced that Zhang Xiaofan would directly advance to the second round.

Even if Ye Feng appears now, Zhang Xiaofan doesn't have to go to the ring anymore.

This kind of luck made many people red-eyed, and because of this, some people were angry and sprinkled their anger on other people in Dazhufeng.

This time, fate began to change, too, Ye Feng's butterfly is about to become an Alexander bird-winged phoenix butterfly, this big wing fanned twice, and the vibration was really not small.

Chaoyang Peak's Shen Tiandou met Tian Ling'er this time, and he didn't know what the situation was, anyway, Tian Ling'er was still playing around, but Shen Tiandou didn't give Tian Ling'er another chance.

The tricks of pressing the bottom of the box were exhausted, and Tian Ling'er was simply knocked out of the ring.

Although in the eyes of many people, he didn't know how to pity the jade, but he successfully advanced to the next round of the competition, and since then, he has changed his fate.

"Hmph, stinky girl, can't you play anymore? let people defeat you so easily, how can I let me and your father rest assured that you will go out to practice in the future?"

Su Ru had a cold face and looked at Tian Ling'er for a while.

After training for a while, it was finally his own daughter, so he put this matter aside.

Seeing that her husband Tian Buyi was not easy, she began to train other apprentices, so that they should not learn from Tian Ling'er to underestimate the enemy.

Tian Linger made a grimace and ran to see her lover, leaving Zhang Xiaofan, who was full of sadness, speechless and looking at the sky.