When the black stick was about to come into contact with the pale golden bamboo, a look of hesitation appeared on He Xiaoshi's face,

After a while, He Xiaoshi still withdrew the black stick.

This is not a place where he can do whatever he wants, and if there is a result that he cannot predict, I am afraid it will cause a lot of inconvenience.

Thinking of this, He Xiaoshi exhaled lightly, his eyes flashed a few times, and then he took a step and walked towards his room.

This is obviously the place where the Xuanqing Hall entertains ordinary guests, although it is not luxurious, but there is not much problem with the basic use.

He Xiaoshi looked around, casually made up a faint prohibition, closed his eyes, and gradually entered the cultivation realm.

In the center of this place, in an extremely wide courtyard, dozens of pale golden bamboos are planted, and the breeze blows, and there is a faint fragrance.

In the room completely paved with different wood, He Mingcheng of Xuanqing Palace, Li Kaixuan and Mo Xiaoyao of Tianjian Gate, as well as Mu Yonghan of Tianjian Gate and a woman surnamed Liu, five powerhouses of the Yudan realm, sat on the Taishi chair separately, talking about something in a low voice.

"Can He Daoyou represent your palace?" Mu Yonghan looked at He Mingcheng for a long time, his eyes turned slightly, and after finding that there was no one else here, he couldn't help asking.

He Mingcheng smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Since you are responsible for attracting all Daoists here, it is naturally the meaning of this hall, and I believe that it can be represented with full powers, so you Daoists can rest assured." ”

Mu Yonghan nodded reservedly, and suddenly looked at Li Kaixuan of the Barbarian Ghost Sect as if he remembered something, and asked: "If the news that Li got is true, the Daoist friends of the Barbarian Ghost Sect should have set off in advance, and they should be closer to the Xuanqing Palace, how could they arrive later than the main gate? Could it be that the Barbarian Ghost Sect can't take out a decent flying spirit weapon now?"

The woman surnamed Liu, who was sitting next to her, saw a hint of helplessness flashing in her beautiful eyes, but she didn't say much.

Li Kaixuan and Mo Xiaoyao glanced at each other, and both saw the anger in each other's eyes, the Heavenly Sword Sect suppressed the Barbarian Ghost Sect extremely hard decades ago, if not, why did the Barbarian Ghost Sect need to relocate?

Li Kaixuan snorted coldly, and lightly mentioned the matter of the Barbarian Ghost Sect's encounter with the devil fog on the way.

As soon as everyone heard the word "devil fog", their faces changed greatly, and it was Mu Yonghan, who looked arrogant, and a look of fear also appeared on his face.

For a moment, they all fell silent, as if recalling the horror of the devil's fog.

After a long time, He Mingcheng squeezed out a smile on his face and said: "It turns out that the Daoist friend of the Barbarian Ghost Sect has encountered the devil fog, and Zhang Daoyou has also fallen, it is really no wonder that he will be delayed on the road for a long time, but it is not easy for Daoist friends to escape from this thing." ”

Li Kaixuan's face turned slightly pale, his eyes turned on the face of the woman surnamed Liu, and he said lightly: "Okay, don't talk about it, since your predecessors have entrusted us with the responsibility of this big competition, then we should take care of ourselves, let's discuss the relevant matters about this." ”

Everyone bowed their heads and discussed with solemn faces.

Time passed quietly, and after the time of the two incense sticks, the five Jiedan cultivators discussed the detailed regulations of this big competition, and the rest was handed over to the deacons and disciples for implementation.

The business was over, and a relaxed look suddenly appeared on the faces of the five people, and a trace of tiredness appeared on the face of the woman surnamed Liu, and she was about to say goodbye and leave.

Suddenly, He Mingcheng's face suddenly turned cold, and the next moment he closed his eyes and sensed it seriously.

He Mingcheng is a person who greets everyone with a smile on weekdays, what happened at this time?

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at He Mingcheng with some curiosity.

After a while, He Mingcheng opened his eyes, and there was a look of helplessness on his face: "Everyone, it seems that you and I are not the only ones who participated in the big competition this time, those scattered cultivators heard the news about the Demon Emperor Hall from somewhere, and also asked to join this big competition." ”

Mu Yonghan, who was arrogant, became furious: "These low-level cultivators who have no sect or sect, what qualifications do they have to participate in the affairs of my three sects, I really don't know what it means!"

The woman surnamed Liu next to her flashed her beautiful eyes a few times, and suddenly said, "Senior Brother Mu, I'm afraid I don't dare to do ordinary casual cultivation, but what if there is an old monster from Haoyue behind to support you?"

Mu Yonghan's face changed, he opened his mouth, and some words were stuffed for a while.

He Mingcheng sighed and said: "Liu Daoyou is right, this matter is exactly what Haoyue's predecessors meant, I think Haoyue's seniors should have greeted the three sects, otherwise how could they be so bold?"

After hearing the word "Haoyue", these Jiedan monks, who each belonged to the mainstay of the sect, had complex expressions of admiration and fear on their faces.

After a while, they nodded their heads in agreement.

The area of the Aolai country is vast, and there are naturally some powerful cultivators in it, and these old monsters who stomp their feet, and the entire cultivation world will be shaken, basically belong to the three major sects.

However, the old monster of Haoyue does not belong to this category, he is a loose cultivator with no background, and he has cultivated to the peak realm of Yuanying with only his own strength, and with his combat power alone, he can be regarded as an existence standing at the peak in the country of Aolai.

He is called an old monster because his longevity is incomparably long, and most of the current Yuanying monks are a generation lower than this person.

It's just that this person's real Tao number is a Haoyue boy. Because not only is this person short in stature, but his face is also forever stuck at six or seven years old.

Haoyue Boy is not afraid of killing, and he is even more pretentious towards the elders of the three sects, and he is even more hostile to the cultivators of the three sects, so it is no wonder that the five people in the field are so jealous.

- - - - - -

When the sky was about to be dusk, He Xiaoshi, who had been cultivating with his eyes closed, moved lightly in his ears.

A round figure, touching his bulging belly, walked into He Xiaoshi's room.

It was the fat man Zhu Qian.

He Xiaoshi had expected the arrival of this person, and he also had some questions to ask the other party.

The two casually chatted a few words, and then got to the point.

"Hmm...... According to the past, among the people who participated in the big competition, the strongest ones were the two freaks who belonged to the Heavenly Sword Sect," Zhu Qian moved his fat body with some difficulty, and then frowned and thought for a moment before saying.

"Are those two brothers who are said to be innate yin and yang sword bodies? Are their strength stronger than Xia Han?" He Xiaoshi's heart moved slightly, and he asked with some doubts.

"This ...... It should be about the same, a few years ago, Sister Xia Han had a competition with the younger brother of the two, and it was said that it was evenly divided," Zhu Qian replied with some uncertainty after hesitating for a moment.

He Xiaoshi was shocked in his heart, Xia Han's strength, he had some experience, and at that time, it was obvious that Xia Han did not use all his strength, so he let himself use all his means, the younger brother of the two was actually so strong?

After Zhu Qian saw He Xiaoshi's expression, the fat on the big cake shook a few times, and continued: "And as far as I know, it seems that the Xuanqing Palace also has a cultivator genius who has been hiding in the snow, and his strength is definitely not inferior to those two brothers, and it seems that that person is already at the peak of foundation building, and I am afraid that he is the most likely person to come out on top in this big competition." ”

After He Xiaoshi heard this, he was silent for a while.

These three sects with profound backgrounds, sure enough, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it seems that it is definitely not easy for him to be free.

Zhu Qian suddenly smiled "hehe", stretched out his hand to stop He Xiaoshi, and said indifferently: "I came here to play soy sauce and have a long experience, you don't have to think too much, just treat this big competition as an ordinary trial?"

He Xiaoshi's mouth cracked, smiled, and did not speak.

In Zhu Qian's small eyes, the eyeballs gurgled around, and suddenly said mysteriously: "Do you want to see the demeanor of the genius disciples of the three sects in advance? Tonight, on the third watch, the Taoist friends of the Xuanqing Hall organized a small party, which is said to be able to fight." ”

"Wen Dou?" He Xiaoshi asked rhetorically.

The so-called literary fighting is a method of fighting for monks to explore each other, and the two are not fighting with real swords and guns, but using the power of divine consciousness to simulate various simple battlefields, and each of them uses magic to fight.

Of course, in this kind of battle, the side with the power of divine consciousness has a huge advantage, but it can also preliminarily guess the opponent's combat power.

It can be said that it is a relatively mild exchange.

Zhu Qian nodded vigorously and looked at He Xiaoshi with anticipation.

He Xiaoshi was silent for a while, then nodded and agreed.

Zhu Qian suddenly shouted excitedly, as if He Xiaoshi agreed to this Wendou to give him a great face.

When He Xiaoshi saw Zhu Qian's appearance, he couldn't help but think of Niu Tiezhu and Sun Huang, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

Time flies, and it has been three years since he came to this world.

I wonder how everyone in that world is doing?

I don't know if I will be able to return to that world in my lifetime?

......

Celestial Realm, Nine Heavens.

In the boundless Buddha realm, a blazing sun flew from the immortal realm at great speed.

Wherever the sun passed, the lotus flowers that radiated the light of the Buddha withered.

The sun flew in front of a mountain that radiated endless benevolence, and it exploded.

There was no heavenly fire spreading, because this wheel was ten thousand times hotter than the mortal sun, not the real sun, but a baby dressed in bright red silk like fire.

The breath exuded by the baby's body is extremely hot and immense, and it is better than that of the fairy king.

But the baby's eyes were full of worry.

The baby looked up at the mountain in front of him, which was not very tall, but was covered with powerful Buddha breath, and he was about to enter the mountain with one step.

At this moment, a black bear quietly appeared in front of the baby.

The black bear looked at the baby and did not speak, and the incomparably hot breath seemed to be a spring breeze in front of the black bear.

The baby looked at the black bear and did not speak.

One bear and one child, just like that, are silent and opposed.

The sky of the mortal realm suddenly gave birth to an induction.

A star in the distant night sky suddenly dimmed for a few minutes, and then this inconspicuous star fell straight to the western horizon.

In the Demon Emperor Hall of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, the black and white flames were constantly swaying.

"Black bear, you're getting more and more promising," the baby said lightly.

"Holy Child King, this is not the place you should be, so let's go back," the black bear said with his head bowed.

The baby, known as the Holy Infant King, took a deep look at the black bear, suddenly shook his head with a smile, and then turned into a round of scorching sun again and flew towards the Immortal God Realm.

"I don't know if it's important for my father to be alive or to be free," the baby thought suddenly.

Suddenly, the baby roared in rage: "Damn dead monkey!"

The night of the mortal realm suddenly brightened for a moment, and then returned to silence.

In the cave of Dou Sheng, he was like a monkey made of gold from the mother of the sun, and laughed.