The duration of the conference should be between two and three months.

As a rare event in the Qingyang Realm, in the later stage of the Dao Conference, there are not only links in the Jindan Period and the Yuan Infant Stage where they can show their own means, but there may also be Earth Immortal-level powerhouses who share the trace of Dao Truth they have mastered.

In line with the purpose of teaching without class, the Discussion Conference is not only a place for the monks of the four major sects and other small and medium-sized sects to communicate with each other, but also a place for casual practitioners who do not have much of a deep background, intending to learn from others to achieve a shortcut to self-improvement.

As long as you have the ability and courage, no matter who you are, you can show your strength on this big stage.

If they can win the favor of the monks of the Jindan period and even the Yuan Infant stage of the major sects, and worship the immortal sect from now on, the future growth path of these scattered cultivators will be more open and smooth.

At this moment, in front of a small school field in front of Locke, a sword cultivator from the Iron Sword Sect who was born in the foundation building period stood with his hands in his hands, quite a bit of a lonely and defeating man.

The Iron Sword Sect is just a small sect that is not well known, but their generation has cultivated a good seedling.

This sword cultivator, who was carrying a three-foot long sword on his back, had already defeated three powerhouses of the same level cleanly in the previous Dao competition.

Two of them were in the field and one was a foundation building monk of another small sect.

With such a record, looking at the thousands of monks who participated in this discourse conference, it can also be rated as a medium or upper level.

Next, those who can thwart the limelight are either the true disciples of the medium-sized sects, or the inner disciples of the four major sects are likely to be able to do it.

"Senior Brother Wang, if you go up and teach him a lesson, then the sword cultivation of the Iron Sword Gate is too arrogant. In the seat of the Hailan Sect, the female cultivator of the outer gate of the first Qi refining period said to the male cultivator of the inner gate in the blue robe in front of her.

The male cultivator who was called Senior Brother Wang did also have the strength of the foundation building period, and judging by the fluctuation of his breath, he was two points stronger than the Iron Sword Sect monk on the stage.

It's a pity that Senior Brother Wang turned a deaf ear to the suggestion of this outer female cultivator, and his attention was all on Li Wan, who was sitting in the corner and unknown for a long time.

"Senior Sister Li, do you want me to teach the monks of the Iron Sword Sect a lesson and raise the prestige of my Hailan Sect. Senior Brother Wang asked Li Wan in the corner.

"Senior brother just decides for himself. Li Wan replied coldly.

Half a year ago, she was a lively and beautiful girl who was famous in the outer door, but now she has become an iceberg beauty, Li Wan is not only charming, but also attracts the pursuit of many inner and outer disciples.

Of course, among them, her uncle of the Jindan Period, who was extremely spoiled by herself, also occupied a great weight in the hearts of these male cultivators.

Just when Senior Brother Wang was racking his brains to think about how to win a smile from the beauty, there was a new agitation on the school stage.

It turned out to be a monk from the Iron Sword Gate, and this time he didn't passively wait for someone to challenge, but took the initiative to choose an opponent.

And the other party turned out to be a loose cultivator with no sect and no sect.

"Me?" Locke, wearing the bronze mask, pointed to himself in surprise.

He watched the play so well, how could he become a character in the play inexplicably, the sword cultivator of the Iron Sword Gate, did he think that he was too good to bully.

"Even you, the strength in the middle stage of foundation building, can be regarded as qualified to become my opponent. The Iron Sword Gate monk said coldly, and then turned around and left the three daughters of Xiaoxue, Xiaoyue, and Han Xue'er beside Locke, leaving a back that he thought was handsome.

This guy is really not a random opponent, looking at the thousands of monks near this school ground, the number of female cultivators is less than thirty percent, and among them, the appearance can be compared to the three girls next to Locke, and it is even rarer.

How could this not make the male cultivators, who are also male animals, have a trace of envy and jealousy for Locke in their hearts.

This is also Locke's carelessness, he patronized to cover up the fluctuations of his own and others' breath, but he forgot the prosperous appearance of the third daughter.

Han Xue'er is okay, although this girl is also born with a national color and fragrance, she is still young and has not fully bloomed, and she is still a green apple.

But Xiaoyue and Xiaoxue are different, both women are fully ripe peaches, that is, Locke was a little stunned when he saw it for the first time, not to mention these young male cultivators who had never seen the world.

This was the first time Locke had fought jealously because of his pet, and when all the monks near the school grounds looked at him, Locke was still a little crying and laughing.

Since it was a conference on the Tao, Locke had no reason to retreat, otherwise it would attract the suspicion of others, and it would be more than worth the loss.

In order to prevent irreparable consequences caused by excessive heavy hands during the battle and exchange of monks in the foundation building period, the Qingyang Sect arranged a Jindan period real person in each small school field to take care of it.

The small school field that Wanshou Mountain handed over to the monks of the foundation building period today has more than thirty seats, which is equivalent to thirty Jindan period real people being sent here, which is enough to see the profound heritage and strength of the Qingyang Sect.

It's just that if the Jindan stage real person sweeps the formation, Locke doesn't need to worry too much, but it's best not to delay it for too long, otherwise if a Yuan Infant Stage monk notices this, it will inevitably be another trouble.

Walking slowly up the steps of the school field, until he stood in front of the Iron Sword Sect monk, Locke did not look at this guy squarely.

With the cover of the mask, the Iron Sword Gate monk couldn't see the change in Locke's expression, but the contempt shown from Locke's momentum made the Iron Sword Gate Sword Cultivator's heart suddenly angry.

The previous arrogance was all pretended, and when Locke stood still, the Jindan monk outside the school field also reminded him, "It's the turn of the competition to begin!" When the three-foot long sword behind the Iron Sword Gate monk came out, let out a buzzing sound, and stabbed straight towards Locke's face.

This is to come up and give Locke a dismount, he is not worried that Locke will not be able to withstand this move, there is a Qingyang Sect Jindan period real person sweeping formation, even if the long sword hurts Locke's skin, it will definitely not hurt his bones.

Defeating the enemy with one blow is also the sword path that this Iron Sword Gate monk has been pursuing.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. Through the previous battles between this Iron Sword Gate monk and the three foundation building period monks, many people could see that this person's most powerful and fierce moves were at the beginning stage, and then as the battle continued, this Iron Sword Gate monk would fall into an irrepressible decline.

Everyone thought that Locke would either be quickly defeated by the attack of the Iron Sword Gate monks, or he would come back from defeat after struggling to resist, but no one expected that he would choose a direct and hard-hitting approach.

"Ten Thousand Swordsmanship!"

One, two, three...... In just a few seconds, Locke's right hand conveniently condensed nearly a hundred wind attribute long sword phantoms.

With Locke's right hand pointing forward, and in the frightened gaze of the Iron Sword Gate monk, the hundreds of long swords flew straight towards the three-foot long sword shot out by the Iron Sword Gate monk!