Gu Chengtian looked at the small courtyard below in the night breeze, watched Changxing fall asleep, his heart gradually softened, and he took out a thing from his arms and slowly carved it.

This time he went out and found a piece of 10,000-year-old peachwood, the peach wood has the effect of warding off evil spirits and defeating demons, this 10,000-year-old peach wood is even more rare, but it is not much, Gu Chengtian carefully groped this piece of peachwood, Changxing's long ink-colored hair appeared in his mind, his heart moved, the spiritual power of his right hand conjured up a carving knife, and began to carve slowly, the crumbs of the peach wood fell off one after another, and in a moment, the peach wood in his hand began to take shape, and it already had the appearance of a hairpin, the hairpin head was a blooming lotus, and a half-open bone, Gu Chengtian carefully carved the lines of the hairpin, with a focused and gentle expression。

In the past two years, Gu Chengtian has completely seen his heart, but considering that the heavenly artistic conception is about to open, if he says his heart, he is afraid of messing up her heart, but it will not be beautiful.

In the past few months, Gu Chengtian has discovered a secret, Changxing's cultivation is not the ninth layer of qi refining seen on the outside, but the eleventh layer of qi refining, and the magic she usually cultivates is more psychic, which surprised Gu Chengtian, he thought, after Changxing came out of the heavenly realm, he went to ask the master to accept her as an apprentice, she has a reliance, and her life will be better.

The closer to the opening of the heavenly mood, the more calm Changxing becomes, going out for a walk during the day, coming back at night, meditating for a while, then falling asleep peacefully, trying to adjust the state to the best, this day she was about to go out, Xu An suddenly visited.

Xu An was not polite when he entered the door, and said straight to the point: "Today, on the orders of the master, I came to send you something." ”

Saying that, he took out a brocade box from the storage bag, and a jade box, and said: "In this jade box is a 10,000-year-old peach hairpin, which has the effect of warding off evil spirits and defeating demons. ”

Changxing wondered in his heart, and excused himself: "No merit is not rewarded, besides, Gu Zhenren has already helped me a lot, and I really can't accept the favor of real people anymore." ”

Xu An smiled faintly and said, "Master Meng's nephew take it first, the situation in the Heavenly Artistic Conception is complicated this time, you take it first, if you don't use it, you will return it to the master at that time." ”

Changxing thought about it, so he didn't shirk anymore, took it with a smile, and asked Xu An to thank him on his behalf.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the opening of the heavenly artistic conception has arrived, with this half a month of recuperation and relaxation, Changxing is full of spiritual breath and spirit, and after bathing, he changes into the disciple clothes of the sect, and Changxing goes to the designated meeting place.

Although they teamed up with Chen Jian, they were not standing in the same place, and the two made an appointment to contact each other after entering the heavenly artistic conception.

There are three huge flying spirit boats floating above the Zongmen Square, and thousands of disciples have gathered on the ground, and all the disciples are standing according to the designated seats of each peak, listening to the lecture of the head Xuantong Zhenren: "...... There are many spiritual grasses in the Heavenly Artistic Conception, and in the end, the top 100 will be ranked according to the achievements handed in by the disciples, and the top 100 can get the Zhuji Dan..... The opening time of Tianyi is half a year, and the exit will not be closed for half a year, if it happens

Danger, you can also leave the country early......"

In addition to the head of the sect, Xuantong Zhenren, the sect also sent three Jindan monks and more than twenty foundation building disciples to escort these qi refining disciples.

Changxing saw Sun Zhenren standing at the head of the team from a distance, secretly complaining in his heart, and then looked at the other two real people, one of whom he didn't know, and the other was Gu Chengtian, his heart was a little relieved, and after a while, the head of the house finished speaking, and the deacon ordered: "Start boarding!"

All the disciples walked forward in order, Changxing was in the third flying boat, standing on the deck, seeing that there were no familiar disciples around, he stood silently in the corner, leaning less, the disciples boarded the boat, the flying boat rose in the air, and flew forward quickly, the exclamations of the disciples were heard from time to time around, Changxing looked at the towering peaks of the past all passed under his feet, and his heart couldn't help but rise a kind of "look at the mountains and small" heroic spirit.

The flying boat flew in the air for less than an hour, and then arrived at an open field, surrounded by green mountains on all sides, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the scenery is very beautiful.

There were already a lot of people on the field, standing in a few squares clearly, as soon as the flying boat of Zixia Gate arrived, I saw a middle-aged male cultivator in blue clothes, stepping on a flying sword under his feet to quickly meet him, and said to the head of Xuantong, Shi Yili smiled and said: "Xuantong, you are late today!"

The head of Xuantong smiled heartily, hugged his fists and saluted back: "Lingxi, it's obvious that you're early!"

The two laughed after speaking, looking like they should have a good personal relationship.

I saw a beautiful female cultivator flying out of the team below, stepped forward and gave a salute, and said with a smile: "The head of Xuantong is finally here, but I want to kill the slave family!"

The head of Xuantong smiled slightly and said, "Love is really laughing again!"

Changxing saw that the female cultivator was extremely prosperous, and her demeanor was like a fairy, but her face was full of charm, Changxing didn't look at it twice, only to feel that his heart was agitated, the dantian was faintly a little hot, the ice flame opened his mouth, and a layer of cold spiritual power covered the dantian, Changxing suddenly calmed down, and then looked at the surrounding disciples with a trance on their faces.

I secretly said in my heart: This female cultivator is really not simple! She has not done anything, but she can have this effect!

I only heard Sun Zhenren snort coldly in mid-air, this "hum" seemed random, but it hit the hearts of all the disciples hard, as if they were drinking a stick, and the disciples instantly sobered up, and some of the disciples even blushed with shame.

Sun Zhenren woke up all the disciples, and said to the female cultivator with a very disdainful expression: "Thank you, put away your charming look, it's just some Qi refining disciples, you have to tease you, it's too bad!"

The female cultivator turned around, and her eyes were like silk: "Sun Zhenren is not jealous, don't worry, I'm not interested in you, I only like a handsome brother like Qingfeng Zhenren!"

Her voice was soft and glutinous, and she deliberately dragged it out, and the tail note was gently raised, which made people feel even softer, and when she said this, she had to lean towards Gu Chengtian in the back.

Changxing was secretly worried about Gu Chengtian, Gu Zhenren was only in the early stage of Jindan, and he was afraid that he was not the opponent of this female cultivator!

Unexpectedly, Gu Chengtian seemed to have a sense, and quickly glanced at Changxing, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't see how he moved, and a hundred and ten sword qi suddenly surrounded him, and he thought

The real person was just about to lean over and hurriedly dodge back, but Rao was like this, and her wide sleeves were also cut off by the sword qi.

As soon as the female cultivator's complexion changed, and her subordinates were about to move, the head of Xuantong had already stepped forward and said: "The head of love, Senior Brother Gu has never been a woman, and you don't know it, why bother to provoke him when you come back?" Let the juniors look at the joke!"

Speaking of which, he still grew up watching me, and it's enough for me to be his grandmother, but it's just to see him young and tease him!"

"It's better to be exempt from the true soul of love! lest the time comes, Mingfa Zhenjun will take care of your disciples again!"

The female cultivator's color changed suddenly, glared at the head of Xuantong fiercely, and left with her sleeves.

There was a disciple next to him who muttered in a low voice: "Lingxi Zhenren is the head of the Bixiao Sword Sect, this female cultivator is the master of the Hehuan Sect, don't look at her beauty and delicateness to underestimate her, the real femme fatale is used to seducing people with some evil tricks, and countless male cultivators have died in her hands!"

"No wonder the head of Xuantong is avoiding her from afar!" the other disciple whispered.

"It's not, it's the same when you enter the heavenly realm, stay away from the demon girls of Hehuan Gate, so as not to accidentally catch the way!"

Changxing looked around, according to the costumes, but he could roughly recognize that the one in yellow was a disciple of the Fa Sect, and the one in Hehuan Sect was very recognizable, and the most bewitching and exposed thing he wore was that another Jiang family also came, and the disciples of the Jiang family were wearing blue clothes, Changxing looked carefully, and did not see Jiang Chen's shadow, and his expression became solemn.

"What is Senior Sister Meng looking at?" Chen Jian's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Meng Changxing was secretly shocked in her heart, when did he lean over, she couldn't sense it at all! Is he really a cultivator in the Qi refining period? However, the Heavenly Artistic Conception can only be entered by Qi refining disciples, and if he exceeds this cultivation, not only will he not be able to enter, but he will also be banned and counterattacked, so no matter what kind of cultivation he does, he can only be in the Qi refining period when he has already left the sky.

Changxing restrained his emotions, turned around slowly, and replied: "The disciples of the Jiang family, they all look very energetic! No wonder they can be passed down for tens of thousands of years. ”

Chen Jian laughed: "Senior Sister Meng, most of the sects here today have been inherited for more than 10,000 years, why do you only praise the Jiang family?"

Changxing spread his hands and said, "No way, who let the Jiang family's disciples grow well?"

"Oh?" Chen Jian smiled, "I didn't know that Senior Sister Meng was actually a person who values skin?"

"My daughter loves to be pretty, and I'm also a woman, how can I not value it?"

Chen Jian smiled noncommittally, but did not continue.

Changxing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Chen Jian in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar, feeling like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, faintly carrying a dangerous aura, Changxing was secretly vigilant in his heart, he was afraid that the Jiang family's attitude towards her would change, what kind of change would depend on the artistic conception in heaven this time.

Other sects also arrived one after another, among which the arrival of the Thousand Demon Sect became the focus of the audience.

The disciples of the Thousand Demon Sect, regardless of whether they were men or women, were all dressed in black, but this black dress looked strange, and some of their faces were covered with a layer of black veil

, Some of the whole body is gathered in the black qi, because the qi cultivation disciples are the basic strength of each sect, therefore, most of the sects do not allow the qi refining disciples to go out to travel, so the qi cultivation monks have no chance to meet the demon disciples at all, seeing this situation, they are all a little worried in their hearts, but they heard the head of Xuantong drink clearly, the voice is not loud, but it seems to hit the heart, all the disciples instantly came back to their senses, they were a little sneering, and some even turned crimson: the loser does not lose the battle, as soon as they meet, they lose the formation first.

Changxing looked at it casually, and looked elsewhere, it seems that this trip to the Heavenly Artistic Conception, although it is to invite Xihuazhou to cultivate the true realm, but there are still differences in the number of people, Zixia Sect has the largest number of people, there are thousands of disciples, and the rest is the Bixiao Sword Sect and the Righteous Law Sect, these two factions have about eight hundred disciples each, and the number of the rest of the factions is about the same, each faction has less than five hundred people, and some small sects have fewer people, only one or two hundred people.

Changxing secretly calculated, there are nearly 10,000 people!

was sighing, but felt a beam of eyes fall on him, Changxing hurriedly raised his head, but he didn't find who it was, but this gaze was from the scattered cultivation team, Changxing gradually relaxed her heart, she didn't recognize any casual cultivation, maybe she just didn't intend to glance.

After a while, I saw the head of Xuantong, the head of Lingxi, There is also the head of the Fa Gate, the three of them suddenly flew into the air, standing in a triangular shape, the magic in their hands shot at the same time, the mouth came out of the mysterious formula, the three slowly rotated, first at first you can see the figure clearly, and then turn faster and faster, can no longer distinguish the body, only to see an afterimage, gradually the center of the three people rotated a black aura vortex, this aura vortex, keep rotating, the color gradually faded, and later, has become a translucent light veil general, through this vortex, you can see the green mountain face inside, the shadow of the tree is swaying, the disciples are holding their breath: the heavenly artistic conception is opened！

(End of chapter)

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