Lan Yao came out of the pagoda that day, she fell into a deep sleep for a while, her eyes never opened again, and the spiritual power in her body wandered very chaotically, spending a hundred years old trying to help her channel her spiritual power, but to no avail.

"What should I do, there is still an hour before the sect exchange conference." Ji Xuansheng anxiously asked Hua Baisui, looking at his calm appearance, he was anxious.

"You get out." Hua 100-year-old eyebrows are dark and translucent, his pink lips are slightly open, and his eyes are hidden under the curly eyelashes, and he can't see his mood.

"But I ······" Ji Xuansheng still wanted to refute, but when he saw Hua Baisui's eyes looking at him with contempt, he had to swallow his grievances, obediently went out, and thoughtfully closed the door of the wing.

Hua Baisui saw that there was no one else in the house, and as soon as his fingers gathered, the robe of the head of the Xuanyuan faction hanging in the wing room was dragged in his hand.

Hua Bai's well-defined fingertips swept over Lan Yao's clothes, and with a slight pull, the robes were all scattered, and the movements of his hands were familiar, with his rare carefulness.

But in a moment, Lan Yao had already put on the robe of the master, he touched her hair, and a wisp of divine consciousness was injected into her body along with the hair, only to see Lan Yao, who should be sleeping, opened her eyes, and she said, "Let's go." ”

But it was not the cold appearance on weekdays, and suddenly there was a little more arrogance.

And a drop of sweat crossed Hua Baisui's cheeks, his breathing was disordered, and his eyes were a little more dense.

Stabilized his mind, waved the door open, and said to Ji Xuansheng, who looked like a little white rabbit outside the door, "Take good care of her." ”

After finishing speaking, he plunged his whole body into a soft collapse, his fingers pulled a blanket at will, covered his body, his eyes closed, silky smooth green silk spread wantonly, just like from the bud to the bright and blooming plum blossoms, making people indulge in the beauty of weakness.

"You used the puppet technique?" Ji Xuansheng saw the appearance of Hua Baisui, he was an immortal in the heavenly realm, and he knew what he had done at a glance.

"Hmm." Hua Bainian has never opened his eyes, the voice is empty, ethereal in the air, the fragrance of plum blossoms is bursting, and it is getting more and more intense.

"Hundred-year-old, if you are like this, what if you backfire?" Ji Xuansheng's hair was fluffy and soft, and people couldn't help but want to touch it, his little face was wrinkled as if he could pinch out the water, and his big watery eyes were full of mist.

"It's okay, it's important to her." Hua Baisui's lips moved almost invisibly, he didn't expect that the puppet technique would consume his mental power so much, obviously Lan Yao was just an ordinary mortal, he only submerged a wisp of divine consciousness, it was impossible for him to have such a feeling of exhaustion, why didn't he even have the strength to raise his eyes now?

Ji Xuansheng knew that Lan Yao cared about the sect exchange conference, opened his mouth, and finally swallowed his words.

He stretched out his white fingertips and tugged at Lan Xiao's little hand, which was very cold, with her peculiar feeling, "Let's go, Master." ”

"Hmm." Naturally, Hua Baisui said this through Lan Yao's mouth.

Ji Xuansheng glanced back at Hua Baisui worriedly, and finally left the wing, and was afraid that someone unscrupulous would come to disturb him, so he controlled the immortal art and set up a layer of protection for this place.

The sect exchange conference is full of people at the moment.

The Xuanyuan faction set up the sect exchange conference in Fengming Cliff, and the position of the head of each sect was placed at the high position, which was spread out from the middle to both sides, and the lower the sect, the smaller the sect, and there was a tacit understanding.

In the center is the platform of the competition, there are several huge stone pillars standing around, the pillars are carved with the lines of rose branches, spreading to the highest place, one or two fires are as bright as blood, and behind them is a cliff, fortunately, the Xuanyuan faction set up a barrier when the son of God was alive, so it will not be the disciples of the sect who fall into the cliff because of the competition.

With the backdrop of the cliff, and the fact that the various sects regard this matter as particularly important, the scene is too solemn and grand.

At this moment, the other heads have already taken their seats, and only the position of the host, the head of the Xuanyuan faction, is still empty.

"Why is the head of this Xuanyuan faction late?" The head of the Qingling Cave is a bewitching woman, she is dressed in a white dress, wearing a light blue green water thin smoke veil, her eyebrows are not painted but Dai, her face is charmed without rouge, and a jewel and gold hairpin are obliquely inserted in the bun on her head, and she is charming and boneless.

She just leaned lightly, and she looked like a thousand styles.

"Could it be that this Xuanyuan faction has fallen miserably since the death of the Divine Son, and now the successor head is said to be just a little girl in her teens, I'm afraid I haven't seen such a big scene, and I'm too scared to leave the boudoir." Another voice jokingly said, only to see the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks of the life, a face full of flattery, clearly to please the light-collared cave master.

"Yes, yes. Three years later, at the exchange conference, the Xuanyuan faction was simply shaved away, lest we have one more joke in the immortal cultivation world. Back then, the Divine Son was too arrogant and busy with his own cultivation, and he didn't hear anything about the major affairs of the sect, which led to the current depression of the Xuanyuan Sect, which is really a cycle of cause and effect. This voice has an ethereal taste, if you just look at the sound and don't see people, ordinary people must think that they have met a gentleman.

But the words that the gentleman spat out made the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect who were waiting below disgusted.

They wanted to resist, but they knew that the strength of the Xuanyuan faction was indeed not in the top three, and now even these small fish and shrimp could be ridiculed at will.

"Silence." The head of Xiaoyaoxuan, who has been silent, spoke out to stop it, he has always been upright, he really can't look down on the yin and yang weirdness of these people, he and Shenzi were friends on the road back then, and they are about the same in terms of cultivation and views.

It's a pity that the Son of God was no longer busy with cultivation later, but more about cultivating his sentiments and doing what he loved, which led to the later immortal death.

And he never stopped cultivating, so now that he has cultivated the Separation God Stage, he can almost live forever.

Sure enough, as soon as the voice of the head of Xiaoyaoxuan came out, the audience was silent and even the sound of the needle tip falling could be heard clearly, this great god in the god stage can call the wind and rain on the entire road, even if he wants a country, it is an easy thing for him.

Most of the immortal cultivators have no interest in the things of the world, which is why those emperors can sit on the throne so securely.

"The master is here—" While everyone was impatient, the two of them walked slowly from the lush dense forest in the distance.

The person in front was a woman, she was wearing a robe embroidered with the totem of the Xuanyuan faction, the gray robe was so mediocre but she was lined with extravagance, her long red hair reached her waist, her hair fluttered in the air with the frolic of the wind, her delicate and flawless face was fair, her eyes were cold and a little arrogant, and she faintly exuded a noble momentum around her, which made people willing to surrender.

And the man who followed her was born with a ravaging heart, the wet pupils of the eyes were black and white, the small mouth was slightly raised and full like a pomegranate grain, and the curled eyelashes were slender, like a small fan.

"This is the head of the Xuanyuan faction?" I don't know who asked first, and the others immediately turned their heads to each other, after all, they had never seen the new head, and they didn't even hold the succession ceremony.

They couldn't believe that this woman was really as young as the rumors, and her face was so delicate that even the Qingling Cave Master, who had always been known as a fairy in the immortal cultivation world, was secretly jealous.

"I'm the head of the Xuanyuan faction." Lan Yao stepped on the steps, step by step, and as she followed, the nobility of her body was even worse, and the heads of several small sects were overwhelmed by this momentum.

This domineering appearance made the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect below rejoice, and they could see that the head of the sect deliberately released spiritual power to exert pressure, just to ask for a breath of relief.

"You've reached the merger stage now?" The head of Xiaoyaoxuan has no ripples for beautiful women, he thinks that the skin is just floating clouds, and strength is king, but he never wanted to explore at will, and he actually found that the woman in front of him had already reached the merger, what a genius this is!

"What, she looks like she is in her teens, how can she be promoted to a merger?!" The Qingling Cave Master had just relied on a pill to be fortunate enough to ascend to the end of the merger, and she was just about to be distracted, and she had been cultivating for nearly three hundred years, how could this woman be at the same stage as her at such a young age!

"She may have built the foundation earlier, so she maintained this appearance, maybe she was older than the cave master!" The head of the sharp-beaked monkey cheek comforted, he naturally didn't believe that the woman in front of him was really only a teenager.

The cave master of Xiaoyaoxuan didn't agree, he just inadvertently touched the woman's bones, the bone age would not lie, he really was only a dozen, this is the reason why he was really shocked, this anti-heaven qualification, there is no second person in the world!

Lan Yao did not refute, she sat down gently, and leaned on the pear blossom wooden chair to close her eyes and cultivate.

Ji Xuansheng looked at Lan Yao with some concern, he glanced lightly, and the master of ceremonies at the bottom of the steps immediately understood, and he whispered with aura, "The exchange conference has officially begun!" In the first level, cultivation is a competition, and the participating disciples are not allowed to bring spiritual pets or magic weapons! The test is your skills, from foundation building, rotation, fusion, heartbeat, spiritual silence, disciples at the same stage of the competition, and finally the remaining one person on the field is the winner! ”

When the master of ceremonies spoke, the entire competition table began to change, from one competition table to two, three, and finally to five competition tables, and the participating disciples were automatically put into the competition table that belonged to him according to the spiritual power test.

There are the most disciples on the foundation platform, there are more than 100 disciples, the higher the level, the fewer disciples on the test platform, and when it comes to spiritual silence, there are only ten people!

Of the ten people, five were from Xiaoyaoxuan, four were from Qingling Cave, and only one was from the Xuanyuan faction.

The disciple's name is vowel, he swallowed his saliva in the gray robe of the Xuanyuan faction, he was able to rise to the stage of spiritual silence from the pagoda, he didn't have any actual combat experience at all, if he lost, he would be ashamed of the sect and disappoint the master, he subconsciously looked towards the position of the master.

I saw that the head of the house, who was supposed to squint and not ask about the world, actually opened his eyes that hid the galaxy and stared straight at him as a sign of encouragement.