Chapter 17 True Martial Arts, Xi True Martial Arts!

The two of them did not rush like those people, but walked towards the snow-white mountain peak that reached the sky at the end of their sight.

The so-called one step at a time, no hurry, no delay.

The two of them are slightly thin, but they are calm and free and easy.

This is the tacit understanding after last night's heart-to-heart talk, like a real friend.

When the sun, which had broken through the confines of the horizon, slowly climbed high into the sky.

Lin Jiao and the two finally stopped and stood on a slope.

As the lush color began to appear on both sides, looking up slightly, what appeared in front of the two of them was the bluestone steps that spread to the end of the line of sight, at a glance, like a ladder to the sky.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Cang Luofeng raised his head and stared at the ancient stone steps that I don't know how many years it had existed, his eyes slowly closed, faintly, there seemed to be a subtle sound of the sword, from the end of the stone steps, crisply passed down, quietly echoing in the mountains and forests, like a bell, which made people feel intoxicated.

At the end of the long stone steps, the clouds and mist are shrouded, after the clouds, is a huge square, the square is completely paved by the boulders of the same color, it seems to be simple and atmospheric, in the center of the square, the huge stone tablet, stands majestically, on the stone tablet, it records the names of the previous masters of the Zhenwu Sect and the people who have made great contributions to the sect.

On this ladder to the sky, countless figures fell into the eyes of Cang Luofeng, speckled with black spots, all moving rapidly, and in this regard, he just shook his head, feeling very boring.

However, the True Martial Sect is also a sect that has been inherited for so long, can you help me unlock the Nine Heavens Lock Soul Seal?

Cang Du Luofeng doesn't have much hope, but if he can become the master of the True Martial Sect, his knowledge is probably not low, at least there is a clear way to let himself go, let's try!

With such a mentality, Cang Dusk Luofeng and Lin Jiao walked on the bluestone platform, but after all, they are two spiritual cultivators, and the speed is naturally not comparable to ordinary people, and soon, the two of them walked to the end of the bluestone steps, looking down, it should be ten zhang high, which looks very atmospheric.

Walking through the bluestone steps, you can see that it is an extremely large square, larger than the square of the Lin Mansion, larger than the royal square in the imperial city, which is the largest square that Cangluo Feng has ever seen.

Looking around the square, at this time, there are countless figures, all on the east and west sides of the square, and nearly a thousand people are sitting in it, and these people are the people who came early to participate in the big competition.

Of course, not necessarily, some just come to join in the fun, and they occupy the majority.

On the south side of the square, the most prominent of them is the white-robed youth, they are dressed in plain robes, and there are a few faint gold threads on their chests, which should be the logo of the Zhenwu Sect, and the young people wearing these plain robes are the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect, they are well-trained, they are extremely polite, and they give people a particularly noble feeling in the crowd.

At the top of the square, there are some towering stone seats, which are empty at this time, no one sits, and at the bottom of the steps, there are many old people, although their robes are also a kind of plain robes, but they are different from ordinary disciples.

They are the elders of the True Martial Sect, Hakka level figures.

Although there were nearly 1,000 people in the square, there was no sound in the square, except for the whining of the wind.

Occasionally, a slightly strong wind blew through the square, and suddenly, in the eyes, the white robe fluttered, as if the clouds were falling in the sky, such a scene, at a glance, quite shocking.

"It is worthy of the true martial arts, I hope it is really as I think. With a light sigh in his heart, Cang Dusk Luofeng had to sigh, how difficult would it be to train the cooperation between these disciples so tacitly?

The wide square is quiet and silent, and time is also in the quiet, quietly passing by.

Above the sky, the huge sun slowly climbed to the top, and the warm sunlight poured down, filling the entire mountain top.

At a certain moment, the sound of subtle footsteps suddenly sounded quietly from under the bluestone steps outside the square, and the gentle sound slowly came up, so that the breath of unity in the square changed slightly.

In the field, all the disciples of the True Martial Sect opened their eyes, and their eyes were locked on the bluestone steps, and the sound of footsteps that was not light or heavy came from there.

The footsteps were getting closer and louder, so much so that more than a dozen white-robed old men on the stone platform also opened their eyes and looked at the same place.

Far away in the sky, suddenly the sun shone down, through the cover of the ethereal clouds, just shot at the end of the stone steps, there, a tall and thin figure, finally slowly appeared in countless sights.

Under the gaze of nearly a thousand eyes on the square, a half-grown old man walked the last step with a single step.

He is the great elder of the True Martial Sect, known as the first person under the master of the sect, and his status is extremely respectful, he walked to those towering steps, where he passed, the disciples saluted one after another, but he didn't pay any attention to it, and then walked to the highest step and sat down.

Those elders sat down immediately, among those elders and elders, there were a few people whose robes were different from the others, they should be the powerhouses of the imperial clan, except for those few people, everyone else was standing before the great elder came.

It turned out that they didn't sit because of anything else, but because they were waiting for someone.

The one who waits is this Great Elder.

With such symptoms, I am afraid that only this person can except the door master.

"Today, thanks to the blessing of the sect master, at this time, at this moment, the sect competition here will be presided over by me, I believe you know, now is also the time for my True Martial Sect to recruit disciples, I wait for the elders to discuss and decide with the sect master, and the winner of this big competition can enter my True Martial Sect to cultivate!"

The Great Elder's plain and simple words slowly floated on the huge square, making the bridging aura that permeated the square slightly turbulent and disorderly.

The two of them came to the west, and the seats here were very ordinary, but more people did not sit down, perhaps because they were too excited.

The two of them saw many familiar faces, Zhuge Qing, Zhuge Yun, Qin Hao, Qin Chuan, they were all together, with extremely happy colors on their faces, obviously full of confidence in this big competition, and there were many people who were at the peak of the Source Spirit Realm, and they all wanted to use the ability of the True Martial Sect to break through the Enlightened Spirit Realm.

Of course, there are also people who just hope to find a sense of breakthrough in the big competition, and learn from each other about the cognition of spiritual cultivation, which is the main purpose.

As soon as Cang Luofeng sat cross-legged, he saw a beautiful figure.

It's the little witch.

"Brother, you haven't seen me for a few days, do you miss me?"

The little witch sat on the side of Cang Luofeng without any fear, and Lin Jiao sat on the other side very familiarly.

Silently watched, did not speak.

Just like his quiet countenance.