"You ......"

The escort pursed his lips and looked angry.

Zhou Hao's implication is that she doesn't have a brain.

Seeing that she was a little angry, Zhou Hao smiled and said, "Accompaniment, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that." ”

The escort pouted and ignored him.

Soon, the two came to the center of the White Capital.

The center of Baidu is the most crowded place, and it is extremely prosperous and noisy. Martial cultivators can be seen everywhere, some of them have a strong aura, some have a weak aura, but they don't see a fight.

"Accompaniment, there are so many martial cultivators here, why aren't there any fights?" Zhou Hao glanced at and asked.

The escort said: "It is forbidden to tear and fight on the street to disturb everyone in the white capital, if there is a grievance, you can go to Baihe or Baiyu Square to solve it." ”

Zhou Hao nodded, there was no record of this matter in the book.

Then he asked, "What is the White River?"

The escort glanced at him and said depressedly: "Did you come out of the wild mountains?

Zhou Hao nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I just came out of the wild mountain." ”

The escort didn't believe him, but he didn't bother to bother with him, so he said: "The White River is very wide, built around the palace, it is the palace moat, and many martial artists in the innate realm go there, or go to the White Feather Square. ”

"The White Feather Square is very close to the royal palace, and you can see the statue of the White Feather from the square, and not only that, you can also see the Qingyun stone carvings. The escort said.

"Qingyun stone carving, is it the Qingyun List?" Zhou Hao looked at the escort and asked.

The escort glanced at him and said, "Yes, the Qingyun stone carving is the Qingyun List, which is engraved with the ranking of geniuses in each era." Would you like to check it out?"

Zhou Hao nodded and said, "I want to go and see." ”

Escort Zhou Hao walked towards the center of the white capital, three days later is the day of the enrollment of the Yusheng Heavenly Sect, in recent days, there are many outsiders in the white capital, not only people in the White Feather Dynasty, but also young talents from other dynasties, so the center of the city is particularly lively.

At the end of the White Feather Square, there is a bridge, the White River Bridge, on the other side of the bridge are various pavilions, behind the pavilion there is a huge white statue about a hundred feet high between heaven and earth.

The white statue is carved out of dragon bone jade, and it is all over the body, and the figure is carved so lifelike that it looks like a real person standing there.

The stone statue is carved by a young man, with long hair flying, holding a flute in his left hand behind his back, and holding a book in his right hand on his chest.

Zhou Hao glanced at it, but was attracted by the young stone statue, and gradually he felt a faint pain in his eyebrows, and then the pain became heavier and heavier, making him unbearable, constantly shaking his head, and finally squatting on the ground with his head in his arms.

Walking in front of the escort, he was taken aback when he found that Zhou Hao had changed, and ran over and said, "Hey, Zhou Hao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Hao's whole body was shaking, and he kept shaking for two or three minutes, and the pain in his eyebrows gradually weakened, and he looked at the stone statue again, and a monstrous wave rose in his heart.

"Escort, do you have any reaction when you see the stone statue for the first time?" Zhou Hao took a few deep breaths and asked with some prostration.

The escort nodded and said: "Of course there is a reaction, at that time, the first time I saw the stone statue of the white god, I was impressed by the momentum of the white god, that look, that look, that action, I, I will never forget it in my life......"

Zhou Hao was speechless, his reaction to asking was not these, obviously the escort meeting was wrong.

He stood up, glanced around, and saw that many teenagers were looking at the stone statue of the white god, some were talking, some were worshipping, and no one reacted like him.

He patted his forehead to sober himself up.

Then with the escort to the end of the square, there is a ten-zhang high stone tablet here, the stone tablet exudes a blue light throughout, and the material of the white god stone statue is the same, but the color is different.

At the highest point of the stele, there are three big characters engraved: Qingyun Bang.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, and the momentum is strong.

Outside the Qingyun list, tens of thousands of people watched, and Zhou Hao and his escort couldn't squeeze in at all.

There are hundreds of meters apart, and with the ninth-level spiritual power, you can also see the handwriting on the Qingyun list clearly.

It's just that to Zhou Hao's surprise, the names of the top 100 people on the Qingyun list, he can't see it clearly, and it is distorted by the light.

Only the people after the hundred can see clearly, and he found that the top ten geniuses of each era are recorded on the Qingyun list.

At this time, the accompanying voice sounded in his ears: "The Qingyun List only records living people, if they die, the names engraved on it will automatically disappear, these people come from all over the mainland, some are from our White Feather Dynasty, some are not, and even people from the Demon Clan." ”

Zhou Hao nodded, the human race and the demon race are in an alliance relationship, and it is normal to see the people of the demon race on the chassis of the human race.

"Will there be people from the Demon Clan and the Ghost Clan?" Zhou Hao asked.

The escort nodded Shen Shen and said, "Occasionally, there will be, but they all participate in the competition for the Qingyun List in other capacities." ”

Zhou Hao nodded and said, "How often will the Qingyun Controversy be held?"

"It's held every ten years. The escort glanced at Zhou Hao and said, "The next Qingyun battle will be in two years, don't think about it, you won't have a chance." ”

Zhou Hao didn't speak, whether he had a chance or not, it was not the accompaniment who had the final say, but he had the final say.

"Two years later?" is a bit of a time crunch.

The battle of Qingyun, the battle became famous, and the progress was successful, so there was the battle of Qingyun.

The person who ranked last on the Qingyun list was a genius in the last ten years, named Yuan Jianlong.

Zhou Hao didn't know about Yuan Jianlong, but there was a mark on the Qingyun stone inscription that when Yuan Jianlong participated in the Qingyun Battle, he was in the Congenital Seven Realms and was only twenty years old.

Now that eight years have passed, this Yuan Jianlong is only twenty-eight years old, what kind of realm has he reached?

The realm of Yuanhao? or the realm of the pole star?

At this time, the accompanying voice sounded: "Yuan Jianlong is the personal disciple of the sect master of the Tianyun Sect, he is twenty-eight years old this year, he has reached the peak of the Yuanhao Realm, and he has stepped into the Polar Star Realm with half a foot. ”

Zhou Hao nodded, in eight years, from the cultivation of the Innate Seven Realms to the peak of the Yuanhao Realm, this Yuan Jianlong is very powerful.

The escort continued: "Do you know what kind of physique this Yuan Jianlong has awakened?"

Zhou Hao shook his head.

Escort said: "What he awakened was a superb Xuan Body, which was seventeen levels of courage at that time, and his combat power was very strong, and he only won the tenth place." ”

Zhou Hao nodded solemnly, the superb Xuan Body, even more powerful than Lu Jingchen's physique, when he participated in the Qingyun Battle, he was an innate Seven Realms, seventeen levels of courage, and he was only twenty years old, he was indeed a great genius.

Yuan Jianlong is like this, isn't Ning Wuchen, who ranks first, even more powerful?

Accompanying Zhou Hao stared at Ning Wuchen's name, on the Qingyun list, Ning Wuchen's name ranked tenth from the bottom, that is, the first ten years ago.

She smiled and said, "Childe, this Ning Wuchen is a disciple of the Feather Saint Heavenly Sect, but unfortunately, he is not from the White Feather Dynasty. ”

"Where is Ning Wuchen now?" Zhou Hao asked with a glance at his companion.

The companion shook his head and said, "How do I know this, maybe it's in Tianzong, maybe it's returning to its own dynasty, or maybe it's wandering on the rivers and lakes......"