There is a building complex on the main peak of the Linjiang faction, and in the center of the building complex is the Linjiang faction meeting hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although there is hardly anything to discuss in this large and gorgeous place, the disciples of the Linjiang Sect who are not proficient in cultivation but are proficient in various crafts always call it the living room of the sect master.

During the Tianding Conference, it also became a resting and gathering place for the elders of various sects and factions.

From here, you can see the ten major battle platforms under the entire main peak, and even the two peaks on the left and right can be seen for most of them, when those young and excellent cultivators draw their swords on the mountain to compete, those big people who hold their own identities sit here, drinking tea or wine, saying something to each other at their level, maybe talking about something in the cultivation world, someone, in short, compared to those warm competition places, this temple on the top of the mountain seems more pure and more leisurely.

The hall is not a very solemn arrangement of seats, but a similar banquet layout, sitting in the first place is known as the landlord of Linjiang Immortal, and on the seat next to him are the elders of the major sects, although there is no person at the level of the head of the major sects here, but every elder is noble, that is, the sect masters of some small sects want to come in and sit at the end is also delusional.

Elder Mu, one of the two elders led by the Northern Sect, gently put down the teacup, at this moment, the previous topic of these people had just ended, Elder Mu saw the opportunity and said, "A lot of time has passed, and the morning competition should be over." ”

The sect master of the Linjiang faction sitting in the first place was an elegant man, he was only in his fifties, but his real age was already rare, Yang Qingfeng smiled when he heard this: "Yes, it's time to end." ”

He didn't care much about the competition on the first day, those real geniuses of the big sect would not end up in the next few days, although they were confident that the people who signed up were very good young cultivators, but the so-called excellence was not enough to see here, only geniuses were frequent visitors here, and compared to the genius boys at the level of the North and South Sects, the rest of the people were also much bleaker.

"It's only the first day, and I don't think there's much to see. Someone laughed.

Elder Mu smiled and looked at an ordinary-looking middle-aged man in the seat: "Have you forgotten? There is a competition for the Zhenze heirs today, speaking of which, it is the first time he has come to Tianding." ”

The middle-aged man looked at it after hearing this, and said softly, "I didn't expect Elder Mu to care so much about my junior brother. ”

He is a senior brother of Lu Zhangcha in the Zhenze Sect, he is forty years old, although the number of Zhenze is not as large as many sects, so he is too lazy to set up any elder positions, but this "senior brother" who is not very famous is by no means below the elders here, and even Elder Mu is quite jealous of him.

"After all, it is Sect Master Lu's personal inheritance, as we all know, Sect Master Lu likes to polish his disciples the most, and now that you Zhenze is coming, I am also nervous. Elder Mu smiled and said a word on the official face, his posture was very friendly, in fact, the relationship between Zhen Ze and the Northern Sect was not bad, although he did not have much deep friendship, but Lu Shan had a very good personal relationship with Tu Su, the dean of the Northern Sect's outer court.

The middle-aged man smiled faintly and didn't say anything, he is not a person who likes to talk very much, sitting here most of the time is still drinking tea and eating some melons and fruits, and his sense of existence is very low.

Yang Qingfeng, who had an elegant demeanor, said: "Lu Zhangcha's child's temperament is really good, as far as I can see, he has already stepped into the Three Realms, right? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, many people nodded their heads and smiled in agreement, and Zhenze's middle-aged man also smiled helplessly.

"But when it comes to it, Sect Master Lu's temper is still so ...... Haha, with Lu Zhangcha's cultivation, he doesn't have to fight with those small sect disciples and scattered cultivators step by step, he still has to deal with those competitions these days, I'm afraid he won't be able to enjoy the scenery of the Canglang River with peace of mind. ”

The other person shook his head and said, "As far as he is concerned, it is really a waste of time to fight with those small disciples, but it is by no means uneasy, most of the people who enter the Tianding Conference are only cultivators of the second realm, but even if they stand at the peak of the second realm, they are only the second realm, what can they do in the face of the three realms? ”

These words immediately aroused a burst of approval, after all, it was just small talk, these people were very casual, and with their realm, they really didn't have the slightest interest in the battle under the three realms.

At this time, a disciple of the Linjiang Sect hurriedly walked over, and he probably ran all the way over, so he seemed to be a little messy and handed a stack of white paper to Yang Qingfeng at the top.

"Master, this is the result of the great competition of these few hours. ”

"Oh, put it down. Yang Qingfeng said lightly, obviously not very concerned, but after all, he had to ask routinely: "Are there any particularly outstanding young people?"

Although I don't want to admit it, but every time the Tianding Conference will always emerge some unknown teenagers who are not weak compared to the disciples of the big sects and even have great talents, and there are definitely many geniuses who have risen from obscurity to the first battle of the Tianding Conference, in fact, the great cultivators who have cultivated to rank among the top in the continent in history have never been monopolized by the big sects, and there are always many pearls and jades hidden in the dust in the world, and they will show their glory when the time is right.

Although, this situation is really rare.

As soon as Yang Qingfeng asked, these people in the hall also raised their eyes, and the disciple who passed the message couldn't help but be a little nervous in the face of the gazes of so many powerful cultivators, and bowed his head slightly before he said, "Master Qiqi, there is one thing for Master and the elders to decide!"

"Oh, what's the matter?" Yang Qingfeng was stunned, and he was also a little puzzled, he couldn't imagine that it was only the first day, and there was no genius boy competition worth paying attention to, and what would be something that he and everyone here would need to decide collectively?

However, he knew very well that this disciple was not a stupid person, and since he had come over in such a hurry, he naturally had something important to say.

The disciple who only heard the lowered head said loudly: "It's the matter of Senior Brother Lu, the successor of Zhenze!"

"What's wrong with him?"

Everyone was a little puzzled, and even the senior brother, who had always been very low-key, stared at him suspiciously.

The disciple swallowed his saliva and hesitated before he said loudly: "Senior Brother Lu is tied with someone on the field and falls off the battlefield at the same time......! How do you decide?!"

"What?!"

A group of people in the main hall were dumbfounded.

......

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In a brilliant brilliance, Han Daye and Lu Zhangcha actually flew backwards at the same time, and fell off the battlefield at the same moment.

It's just that the only gap is that Lu Zhangcha only took three steps back after landing and stood firmly, although his face was flushed with qi and blood, and his breath was also very disordered, but he was not seriously injured, and Han Daye was a little troublesome, when he fell from the battle platform, Dai Zong in his hand could not hold it and fell, and his whole body was also scorched black, with black and red blood on it, which looked very miserable, but he didn't make any sound, just fell like a stone, stood up like a stone, and finally stood silently under the stage without moving。

And there was already silence under the battle platform.

Han Daye is still alive, that's for sure, although he looks like he's bleeding a lot, he's still breathing, and although he looks miserable, it seems that he hasn't hurt the roots, at least his body is still steady, and his eyes are slowly regaining clarity.

And Lu Zhangcha looked inexplicable.

He put his sword into the sheath and looked at the cultivator who was acting as a referee in disbelief, at this moment the person was already stunned, and he only recovered from shock when he saw Lu Zhangcha's gaze, and then he heard the very light and powerful voice of this Zhenze descendant: "Find someone to heal him." ”

Then, he continued: "We are tied in this game, how do you think it should be judged?"

"How is it judged?" The cultivator was speechless for a while, and then could only say to everyone: "This situation is really rare, I will go and tell the sect elders to make a decision!"

No one objected, and in fact there were still people who did not recover from the shock.

The descendants of Zhenze actually drew with a country boy, which is really something that everyone did not expect, although it is said that it ...... Judging from the appearance after landing, it is obvious that Lu Zhangcha has a great advantage, but after all, he fell off the stage, and if he fell, he failed.

In the midst of all the chatter, this unexpected battle finally ended, and Hu Junzi said: "I'll go and see Ohno." After that, he ran over, Yuan Lai thought about it and didn't follow, he turned his head to look, but found that Xin Qing didn't know when she actually left, so suddenly, just like her sudden arrival.

When he raised his head again to follow Lu Zhangcha's figure, he only saw that he had already gotten off the battlefield and slowly walked into the crowd.

Yuan Lai hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked over.

After Lu Zhangcha put aside the chaotic crowd, he walked quietly along a mountain road alone, the more he went up, the quieter it became, the Linjiang faction was originally not many, and they were all busy with the Tianding Conference at the moment, and there were almost no people left in this secluded place.

There are trees on both sides of the mountain road, which are maple trees, and when the autumn wind blows a few days ago, it is suddenly dyed crimson, this red seems to have a strong infectious effect, and even some dense grass blades under the trees have a subtle red, like blood.

The mountain road is paved with rough stone steps, and many autumn leaves are blown off it, but the original red color is a little chilly at this moment, and if a few layers of hoarfrost fall, the scenery must be beautiful.

Lu Zhangcha seemed to be thinking about something, it didn't look like he had just fought a battle, he walked quietly for a while, and suddenly stopped, he sensed that someone was following behind him, and it seemed that he had been following for a long time.

He wasn't surprised, but he wondered who was following him.

He didn't have eyes on his back, so he turned around and asked, "...... are you?"

Then, his gaze met a familiar pair of familiar eyes, always tinged with serenity and hidden in the depths of an unknown emotion.

Lu Zhangcha then laughed, a little surprised, but not particularly surprised.

"Yuan came, you really came. (To be continued.) )