At last year's Cangling Immortal Symposium, the young disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect swept all the top five in one go, and the entire Immortal Cultivation World was shocked.

The Cangling Immortal Symposium, the Everbright Buddha Banquet and the Ninefold Flame Yang Service are also known as the three major events in the world of cultivating immortals, all of which are held once every ten years.

The elite disciples of various sects would compete in these three grand events, and the strength of these disciples would always represent the strength of the sect to which they belonged. Such a grand event, except for those small sects and small sects that are not qualified to participate, the sects with a little bit of fame will strive to achieve better results in these three immortal cultivation events, so as to improve the ranking of their own sects in the immortal list.

After all, the higher the ranking, the more it can attract fresh blood, so as to continuously grow the sect itself.

Cangling Pavilion, Changming Temple and Jiuzhong Palace, which host the grand event of cultivating immortals, have a profound heritage, and have been established for more than a thousand years, so they are not included in the list of immortals. The originator of the immortal cultivation world naturally does not have the heart to compete with the sects that rise up later, and the disciples in the sect will not participate in all kinds of grand events.

Last year, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect swept the top five of the Cangling Immortal Symposium, and the sect's ranking in the Immortal Spirit List also jumped from sixth to the top, which aroused the envy of many sects, and even provoked many monks to spit sour water.

"If it weren't for my senior brother who stayed up all night last night to hunt that soul devouring beast that is rare in a hundred years, where would it be their turn to get the people of their Ten Thousand Swords Sect to be in the limelight!"

"This day of the Immortal Symposium is really not the right time, and it happened that my senior sister was sick. Alas, girls, there are always a few days a month when your hands and feet are weak, and your head hurts and your stomach is bloated. ”

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Although the words were ugly, they were just scratching their boots, and the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would not take these to heart at all. Feel free to say it, the more you talk about it, the more it proves the sourness and jealousy in the hearts of these people.

However, then, all the words of the secret poke and poke converged in one direction intentionally or unintentionally, which made the young and vigorous disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect a little unable to sit still.

"What kind of leader is the Ten Thousand Swords Sect? I'm afraid you've forgotten Yun Mengze at this time. ”

"It's strange and strange, this time the Cangling Immortal Talk, Yun Mengze didn't send a disciple here."

"I heard that there was something inside the sect, so I was temporarily absent from this immortal meeting."

"So, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect just won the top spot this time, and it can't be compared to Yun Mengze at all! People, but for twenty consecutive years, they have dominated the fairy list. ”

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Once into the clouds, once into the mud.

Those disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who had been training day and night for this Immortal Symposium were still being praised for their young and promising talents, and at this time, they were openly and secretly said to be flukes, and they were not considered to be above board.

The sweat that is shed every long night will not be known to anyone but themselves; And even if others knew, they wouldn't care.

People in the world care about the glory when they are surrounded by flowers, and they are willing to provoke the discord of others, so those most sincere efforts are not looked at.

Because of the evil words of others this time, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had some bumps against Yun Mengze. After all, they didn't steal or rob, they achieved good results in the Cangling Chat in a dignified manner, and won the top spot on the fairy list openly, but they were rumored like this, and it was inevitable that they would not be depressed.

This time, they were about to attend the Changming Buddha banquet in Changming Temple, and they were also faintly holding back a breath in their hearts, wanting to achieve good results again in this grand event and use facts to justify themselves.

However, not long ago, they got the news that Yun Mengze still would not participate this time, which made the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect angry and didn't know where to go.

They were flying in the air, and when they accidentally glanced down, they happened to see Li Chi Monk Ci. The clothes of these two people were so obvious that one of the disciples couldn't help but stop and taunt a few words.

Li Chi just looked at the people in mid-air indifferently, his fingers naturally hanging by his side, and his white clothes dragged to the ground, and he didn't even have the desire to speak. He has never liked to argue with others, and he will not give any special eyes to this kind of person who takes the initiative to stir up trouble.

Shang Ci wanted to refute those people a few words, but seeing that Li Chi exuded an aura of not wanting to argue, he had no choice but to raise his head and stare at the people above, and continued to walk with his head stuffy.

The trouble-provoking disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was bored with himself, and he wanted to say something with angry eyes, but he was grabbed by a tall man.

"Ah Shi, these two juniors who seem to know that they are Yun Mengze's junior disciples, I'm afraid that they haven't practiced the art of the sword yet, why bother with the two juniors so much? The feast of the Buddhist scriptures is about to begin, and if it is delayed because of this, the consequences are not something you and I can bear. ”

Mu Shi was coldly clamped on her wrists, and after receiving some education, her face was naturally blue and white. "Of course I understand this, but do you want you to say it? Also, what did you just call me? ”

When the man heard this, his face stiffened slightly, and he had to slowly let go of his hand, "It's me who has overstepped, Young Sect Master." ”

"It's good to know who you are." Mu Shi dusted his hands heavily, and the disgust in his eyes was not hidden at all, "Mu Guiliang, you are just an illegitimate child brought back by my father halfway, don't pretend in front of me!" ”

Several disciples next to him saw that the smell of gunpowder around these two people was getting stronger, and they all invariably urged their swords to move to the side, saving themselves from being affected.

One is the precious son of the sect master in the palm of his hand, and the other is a rookie who has recently shown his demeanor at major immortal events. If these two people fought, it would be their group of ordinary disciples who were in a dilemma.

Fortunately, Mu Guili is not as impulsive as Mu Shi, nor is he a-for-tat person. The spiritual power in his hand flashed slightly, and the sword under his feet rose upward due to the traction, "Everyone continue to hurry." With that, he flew forward first, his back desolate.

"Young Sect Master, don't be angry."

"Which eye did you see me angry?" Mu Shi sneered twice, "Also, what are you doing in a daze, didn't you hear Mu Guili tell you to hurry?" Are they all gathered in one place, do you want to wait for the Chinese New Year? ”

After he breathed like this, he adjusted his sword body and headed in the direction of Changming Temple, and the remaining disciples looked at each other for a while, and they could only keep their mouths shut and silently follow.

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"Senior brother, they just provoked us." Shang Ci followed behind Li Chi unhurriedly, and finally couldn't help muttering.

"Hmm."

"Senior brother, their Ten Thousand Sword Sect provokes us Yun Mengze!" Shang Ci felt that his voice was a little quiet, so he deliberately raised his voice.

"Hmm."

"......" Shang Ci didn't know what to say for a while.

With such a provocation, he, Senior Brother Li, can still "uh-huh-hmm" lightly, which is really different.