Tianlun mirror, makeup like a golden wheel, has two sides of yin and yang, the yin side is white, the yang side is red, with the ability of ghosts and gods, can determine life and death, the white face is a dead end, the red face is a life door, and you can even see through the future.

"It turned out to be the Tianlun Mirror?" Feng Yang's eyes widened, looking at Dongfang Changqin, thinking about it for a while, and then feeling relieved in his heart.

Now, Qingfeng Pavilion and the Seven Peaks Sword Sect are not in harmony with each other, and they are secretly competing, and the Seven Peaks Sword Sect's move is to tell the people of the world that the Seven Peaks Sword Sect is a meritocracy, and it is not like the Qingfeng Pavilion headed by the Lin family, and wants to attract people from all over the world with this.

Li Tianhao, his face was full of calmness, touched his beard, and nodded with satisfaction.

"This time, the Sword Conference is divided into two competitions, the preliminaries and the finals!" Dongfang Changqin said loudly about the rules of the competition.

"The first game, the preliminaries, is carried out in the spirit world, the content of the competition is to snatch the jade medal, 30,000 participating disciples, each has a jade medal, after entering the spirit world, within three days, whoever can snatch the most jade medals will win, the number of places in the finals, only sixty-four people, so, you must work hard yourself!"

Hearing the rules of the preliminaries, Xiao Tian rolled his eyes, and muttered in his heart, the competition of 30,000 disciples can only be held in the spirit world, which is the most suitable, but the spirit world, last time in the battle between the two venerables, it was full of holes, I don't know if it can be used as a venue?

"As for the finals, it is the sixty-four people who won from the preliminaries, and after the draw, they will face each other one by one!"

Listening to the rules, all the disciples have a small calculation in their hearts.

"This competition is not only a test of cultivation, but also a test of wisdom, so in the spirit world, there is no limit to the means!" Speaking of this, Dongfang Changqin's tone suddenly changed, and he was boundless in seriousness, and said sharply: "However, if I find out that someone is using conspiracy behind his back and mutilating the lives of his fellow disciples, he will be dealt with severely, do you hear clearly?"

The disciples shook their bodies and responded, "Yes." ”

"In the first preliminaries, Ximen is in charge, Zhuge is in charge, and Huangfu is in charge, as the supervisor!" Speaking of this, Dongfang Changqin also paused for a while, rolled his eyes, and said loudly, "In addition, I will also invite Elder Li of the Sword Pavilion, Elder Qin of the Qingfeng Pavilion, and Elder Feng of the Northern Frontier Pavilion to enter the spirit realm together as the supervisor!"

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other, nodded, and stood up from the VIP seat.

Dongfang Changqin, with a wave of his right hand, in the void, the wind and clouds changed, and a golden long sword appeared, and around the long sword, golden sword qi was exuded.

"I announce, the Seven Peaks Sword Debate, officially begins!" Dongfang Changqin said loudly.

"Coax~!"

"Coax~!"

"Coax~!"

In the sky, there was a strange sound, the purple gas condensed in the sky above the square, swirling, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, colorful and beautiful colors appeared in turn, reflecting each other, brilliant and dazzling, in the colorful streamer, seven people led by Yue Lingling rode the crane, falling from the sky.

"It's beautiful!"

Tens of thousands of mysteries clapped their hands in unison and shouted.

The seven people were wearing lotus clothes, looking like seven fairies descending to earth, Yue Lingling, standing in the center of the martial arts field, and the remaining six people surrounded it in the center, and then, each of them showed their swords and danced, like a lotus.

The Lotus Sword Dance was originally a women's sword dance, Yue Lingling looked like a fairy, and she had that lotus-like temperament on her body, "out of the mud without staining", raising the sword dance to a realm.

Looking at the sword dance, Xiao Tian was also amazed in his heart, completely shocked by Yue Lingling's appearance today, "Oh my God, it's so beautiful, there is still this kind of dance in this world." ”

Watching the performance in the air, the others also watched the performance with motionless eyes, constantly clapping their hands and applauding in unison.

"Dad, look, it's my sister!" Yue Yang's face was full of excitement, and he shouted by pointing at Yue Lingling.

Yue Peng's eyes leaked a trace of excitement, his face was full of pride, and he said secretly: "The real female college eighteen changes? Lingling and her mother really seemed to know it when they were young, so they came over together and let her see their daughter?" ”

"Lao Yue, your daughter was born well!" Xiao Yidao stood aside and nodded with satisfaction, his face full of approval.

Yue Peng smiled when he saw it and said, "What's good, I still haven't grown up." ”

At the same time, on the VIP stage, Long Lingxi looked at Yue Lingling's sword dance, blinked his eyes, and leaked a trace of complexity. No wonder, he didn't go to me? It turned out that this Yue Lingling was also a peerless beauty.

After the sword dance was completed, everyone present felt that they were still unsatisfied, and their faces were full of pity.

In the void, the wind and clouds changed, a dazzling red light rose to the sky, and more than a dozen large furnaces were pushed onto the martial arts field, and the whole audience was stunned.

"Alchemy!" Xiao Tian looked at the Dan furnace with a burst of surprise in his eyes.

Seeing this, the others instantly boiled and looked at the martial arts field intently.

"Alchemy, I came to the sect, I haven't been to Danfeng for three years, I'm very curious, how is the alchemy of the Seven Peaks Sword Sect?"

The thirteen disciples of the Seven Peaks Sword Sect, led by Nangong Saburo, slowly walked to the field, walked to the stove, and held their breath.

"It's Senior Brother Nangong!"

"He is the heir of the Nanyang Sword, Nangong Saburo?"

Seeing Nangong Saburo walk out, the entire mountain top instantly erupted into a burst of cheers.

It seems that Senior Brother Nangong is very popular! Xiao Tian rolled his eyes, and he could not leak a smile.

Each stove is equipped with medicinal materials, thirteen people seem to be in the same action, open the stove, you can see the flame rolling above the stove in the distance, thirteen people began to clean the medicinal materials, put it into the furnace, each time you put in a piece of medicinal materials, the flame bubbles, and the movements are basically the same.

"The alchemy skills of these disciples are as pure as fire, and they are even stronger than the old man back then. Feng Yang nodded approvingly, turned his head to look at Dongfang Changqin and said, "Seven Peaks Sword Sect, the younger generation, it's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

"Where, Elder Qin, you are too modest, don't boast about these boys. Dongfang Changqin said with a smile.

That being said, Dongfang Changqin was also proud in his heart, Feng Yang's attainments in pills were rare in the mainland, and he had such a high evaluation of these kids, which undoubtedly added a lot of light to the face of the Seven Peaks Sword Sect.

The fire of the Dan furnace is getting stronger and stronger. In the sky, there was a red light, and suddenly, the aura changed, and above the Dan furnace, there was a colorful spiritual light, and one after another the four-grade pill was baked.

"Four-grade spirit pill, Zixia pill!"

Feng Yang recognized the grade of the pill at a glance, and his heart was full of shock, he didn't expect that the Seven Peaks Sword Sect actually had a disciple, and the attainment of the pill was so high.

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

In the void, there were seven swords of gangqi, a burst of dancing, the sword qi was pressing, according to the trend of the Beidou, the void and the real and the real, the real and the virtual, constantly changing.

In reluctance, everyone withdrew from the field, their faces full of regret.

(End of chapter)