In the northern desert, the clouds are low.

The Nine Heavens Sword Sect is from south to north, the clouds are steaming, and the weather is thousands.

In the past few days, the luck in the north of the Great Han Kingdom has been extremely strong, and the entire sea of clouds in Mobei is surging, with the Nine Heavens Sword Sect as the center, and the thick sea of clouds is gathering layer upon layer below this sect.

The Nine Heavens Sword Sect's once-in-a-century Sword Discussion Ceremony is imminent, and the invitation to observe the ceremony has been sent by the disciples of each pavilion three years ago, and the Nine Heavens Sword Sect has been preparing for several years for this Sword Discussion Ceremony.

In the nineteenth year of Chengping, late autumn.

The penultimate day of the Sword Ceremony.

After all, it is a prosperous era once in a century, so the Nine Heavens Sword Sect has sent a lot of invitations to various places, and many monks have come to the sky one after another, and the monks who can receive the invitations from the Nine Heavens Sword Sect are all people with prominent identities and status.

Most of these people are immortal and graceful, such as Qing Shanzi, Li Boyang and others, of course, there are also some raunchy, such as the sword-casting master Lu Gou. Some of them came directly from the sky, some stepped on auspicious clouds, some rode strange beasts, and some monks came maverick and rode directly on Kunlun slaves.

The impressive procession went north from the east, west and south of the Han Kingdom, all the way to the north.

On the Chengtian Sword Platform paved with white marble in Xuantian Pavilion, dozens of monks of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect had been here a few days ago to greet and receive those senior masters who might come at any time.

There are forty-two people in this welcoming team, these forty-two people are the most outstanding monks of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, these forty-two people are respectively Chen Tianyuan of Xuantian Pavilion, Song Haoran of Haoran Pavilion, Mu Ziyin of Sword Casting Pavilion, Ouyang Qian of Taiyuan Pavilion, and Xie Youyu of Sword Pavilion are five people as captains, each of whom leads eight people to receive visitors.

Song Haoran, the captain of the third team, was naturally out of the ordinary, and the matter of receiving smiling faces and welcoming people was really not suitable for him; that day, if it weren't for Senior Brother Zhang San, who was in charge of the overall situation, holding a sword and forcing him to come with a sword, he would not have taken this errand to death.

After Song Haoran sent away a few second-rate monks with a kind face and a smile, he was ready to run away and scold, and when he was unlucky, he stuffed his teeth when he drank cold water, and Song Haoran, who was about to run away, happened to bump into Zhang San.

After seeing Zhang San, Song Haoran reacted quickly, he walked over with a pleasant face, and explained to Zhang San: "There was something wrong with the Liyang faction just now, and I am going to go over to help." ”

Zhang San glared at Song Haoran, he watched this kid grow up, how could he not know what kind of fancy intestine he was, "You can go, if I don't see you come back for a while, I will go to you in person when the time comes." ”

"Uh-uh-uh......" Song Haoran reacted for a moment and said, "Forget it, I estimate that the group of people from the Liyang Sect can solve a small matter by themselves, and I won't go over." ”

Zhang San nodded and said, "It's just right to go over! I just received the news that the people from the Extreme Yang Sect and the Canglong Sect are coming together, and it is estimated that it will be almost there, there is only Senior Brother Chen at the front door of Xuantian Pavilion, I estimate that he can't stand it, you hurry up and help me." ”

"Why don't you let the monks of the Sword Suppression Pavilion go, they are still related to the Extreme Yang Sect, wouldn't it be more appropriate to go?"

Zhang San glanced at Song Haoran and said, "You don't know the group of people in the Sword Pavilion, they are full of muscles and hairy hands, and they are not suitable for the ceremony! It would be good if they could live and understand......

Song Haoran sighed and said speechlessly, "Okay." ”

Zhang San patted Song Haoran on the shoulder, and said something that Song Haoran had been tired of listening to for a long time, "You are not too young, you are such an adult, just restrain a little, don't giggle all day long, there is no ...... of righteousness"

Song Haoran saw the opportunity to interrupt Zhang San's words and said, "Senior brother, it is estimated that the monks of the Extreme Yang Sect and the Canglong Sect are about to arrive, so I will go." ”

Zhang San looked at Song Haoran's back and smiled.

On the side of Chengtian Sword Terrace, the boring duo of Liuyun Pavilion - Qi Yingyun and Lu He have been standing there for most of the day, and no one has come to say hello, this is not to say that the popularity of the two of them is not good, but that the Chengtian Sword Platform is too busy here, and everyone has no time to take care of it......; It's true that the popularity is not very good......

Lu He didn't know where to get some melon seeds, and after giving them to Qi Yingyun, the two of them swallowed.

Qi Yingyun asked Lu He, "Senior brother, if I go to receive monks from other sects, do you think it is appropriate?"

The monks who received them were all the most handsome and elegant people from the various pavilions, and Lu He looked at Qi Yingyun's appearance, which looked like that, so he was ready to decide to risk his conscience and tell a lie, "Senior brother, it's a pity that you go to the reception! With your appearance, looking at the entire Han Kingdom, it is also second to none, how can you do such a lowly thing!"

Qi Yingyun asked again, "Then why didn't they call me to receive it?"

Lu Ji paused and said, "Maybe it's because Senior Brother wants to close his eyes, they think it's inconvenient for Senior Brother." ”

Qi Yingyun listened to Lu Ji's words full of desire to survive, nodded and said, "Senior brother, it makes sense. ”

Lu Qihan smiled and said, "When did I deceive my senior brother." ”

"Little junior brother is estimated to be out of the tower in the next two days, can you write his name?"

Lu He said: "It's written! At least two people from each pavilion have to participate in the sword test, and if you don't go, and the little junior sister is not there, I can only write the name of the little junior brother." ”

Qi Yingyun nodded and said, "That's good, I don't like to try the sword, it's not interesting to fight and kill." ”

Lu He glanced at Qi Yingyun and said, "Senior brother, I think you may have some misunderstanding about yourself. ”

"Oh?

"I remember when you went out to do penance a few years ago, you once got a nickname......"

Qi Yingyun waved his hand, interrupted Lu He's words, and said, "That's all old things, don't mention it again." ”

This way.

Song Haoran walked to the gate of Xuantian Pavilion with his front foot, and the group from the Extreme Yang Sect and the Canglong Sect arrived with his back foot.

After seeing the group of Canglong Sect and Extreme Yang Sect clearly, a certain monk of the Sword Pavilion let out a loud voice, "Canglong Sect Wu Qinghou, Qingshanzi, Zuo Que, Li Yu...... Visit. ”

"Extreme Yang Sect Tianhuo Zhenjun, Wang Laohu, Luo Lie, Lu Zihao, Lu Zizhen, Qu Lanling...... Visit. ”

After Song Haoran saw Wu Qinghou's group, he hurriedly walked over and said with a smile on his face: "Welcome to visit the Nine Heavens Sword Sect." ”

Qing Shirt and Song Haoran have had several faces, although the friendship is not deep, but they cherish each other, Qing Shirt greeted: "Brother Haoran hasn't seen you for a long time, how are you lately?"

Song Haoran said with a smile: "Thanks to my brother's concern, I'm doing well." ”

After the two had an extremely long and unnutritious conversation, Song Haoran left the front door with the group of Canglong Sect under Wu Qinghou's impatient cough.

Chen Tianyuan, who was standing as steady as Mount Tai at the gate, suddenly felt a powerful aura, and his half-squinted eyes slowly opened, revealing a deep gaze like a sea of stars.

After opening his eyes, Chen Tianyuan was not confused, he walked in front of the Extreme Yang Sect and his party, and said: "Such a momentum! It turns out that you are the predecessor of Tianhuo, and you are here, welcome everyone from the Extreme Yang Sect to watch the ceremony and discuss the sword." ”

The generation of Tianhuo Zhenjun is extremely high, he and the Nine Heavens Sword Sect Founding Sect Patriarch Fusang Zi are monks of the same era, the entire world is the same generation as the entire old man, and it is estimated that there are no more than three people alive.

Tianhuo Zhenjun's face was full of pale beard, and he was dressed in a fiery red robe, which was as dazzling as blood; Wang Laohu was considered burly and majestic, but Tianhuo Zhenjun was a head taller than Wang Laohu, and his figure was only slightly worse than Lu He.

The dying old Tianhuo Zhenjun, although he has a fierce appearance, but he is a gentle old-timer, this old man and Chen Tianyuan's master Tianjizi are old friends, so he also loves Chen Tianyuan very much, he laughed a few times, and said: "You have grown so big, when you were a child, Tianjizi brought you to the Extreme Yang Sect when you were a child, and you were still a child at that time; ”

Chen Tianyuan said: "The master still hasn't returned this year. ”

Tianhuo Zhenjun said with a big grin: "That old immortal doesn't know why he went! On such a big thing as the Sword Ceremony, I don't know how to come back, and I won't return home like a child all day!"

Qu Lanling looked at the open-mouthed old man, quietly walked over, and pulled the sleeve of the Heavenly Fire True Monarch.

The old man turned his head and was about to ask what this apprentice of the pearl in his palm was doing, but when he turned around, he saw Qu Lanling glaring at him, and the old man realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Tianhuo Zhenjun smiled and said, "This disciple of mine has wanted to come to your Nine Heavens Sword Sect for a long time, do you have a name for Chang'an?"

Chen Tianyuan nodded, "What did the senior say, but Li Chang'an? This person is Uncle Xiao's little apprentice." ”

Tianhuo Zhenjun said: "Yes, yes, yes, it's him! Hurry up and find someone to take my apprentice grandson to find that Li Changan, you can take us around casually." ”

Chen Tianyuan said "um", then turned his head to look, and sent some Qi Yingyun and Lu He, who were doing nothing, so he said to Qu Lanling: "On the Chengtian Sword Platform behind me, the two people standing are Li Changan's senior brothers, the girl can go to them, they should know that Li Changan is there." ”

Qu Lanling's face was flushed, it was not to go, it was not to go, and it was not a good time to know, Tianhuo Zhenjun touched his beard and said, "My disciple is thin-skinned, so you should take her over and say something." ”

Qu Lanling's face turned redder than before when he heard this.

Wang Laohu looked at the backs of Qu Lanling and Chen Tianyuan, and said, "Uncle Shi, this Chen Tianyuan's realm is getting thicker and thicker, I estimate that this person should be the leader of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect!"

Tianhuo True Monarch looked ahead and said, "Wrong! Among the younger generations of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, the most terrifying person is the person in front. ”

Wang Laohu looked at the gaze of Tianhuo Zhenjun, and only saw the young man on the Chengtian Sword Platform with his eyes closed, basking in the sun and munching on melon seeds.