A wisp of true yang flame that was extremely pure condensed from the dantian, passed through the martial veins and entered the governor, and traveled through the three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points of the whole body through the Zhou Tian Great Cycle, constantly absorbing true power to refine itself.

When it returned to the dantian, the original bean seedling-like true fire swelled to the size of a baby's fist, and it quickly merged into the Jiuyang fire entrenched in the sea of qi, and a thin orange-red line appeared on the surface of the fire.

There are as many as seven or eight similar red lines, which are hidden and wandering from time to time!

After the exercise was completed, Qin Yun, who was sitting on the futon in the quiet room, slowly opened his eyes.

In the first half of last night, Qing Yunzi did not hesitate to point out many of his cultivation problems, especially in terms of how to consolidate and enhance the Qi Refining Dacheng realm, Qin Yun benefited unimaginably much, it can be said that half of the obstacles on the path to the Innate Dao have been swept away.

And in the second half of the night, he spent the night in the cultivation of Jiuyang Xuangong.

Jiuyang Xuangong turns two to three turns, and it is necessary to quench ninety-nine True Yang Flames to smelt the fire, and the more you go to the back, the more difficult it is, but once the fire refining and three turns are successful, it is not a problem to break through the innate at all.

In addition to condensing a mouthful of True Yang Flame, through his cultivation, Qin Yun had raised his Essence and Divine State to the peak realm, and he had full confidence to face today's Five Peaks Disciple Sword.

When he came out of the ashram of his residence, the sky was not yet fully bright, and Chasing Cloud Peak was shrouded in a light veil of mist, and he could not see the distant scene in a hazy way.

Although it was late spring and early summer, the cold air on the peaks and mountains in the early morning was pressing, Qin Yun took a deep breath of cold air, and seemed to smell the fragrance of millet porridge.

in the compound. A servant in Tsing Yi is sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom made of bamboo branches.

Seeing Qin Yun come out, he immediately put down his things and bowed down and said, "Senior Brother Qin Yun, Patriarch Qingyun instructed you to have breakfast here before going down the mountain, and the porridge has been prepared in the kitchen." ”

"I'm sorry for your trouble, thank you!" Qin Yun nodded in return.

The breakfast in Qingyun Villa is not rich, and a pot of rice porridge and two vegetarian points are all counted, but both the materials and the production are extremely fine. In particular, Huang Chengcheng's stone pot millet porridge is mixed with medicinal herbs such as Huangjing salvia, and the whole body is hot and sweating after drinking, and it seems that even the strength has increased a little.

After eating breakfast. Qin Yun asked the little servant in Tsing Yi to bid farewell to Patriarch Qingyun on his behalf, and left the courtyard to go to Fuyun Mountain.

From Chasing Cloud Peak to Fuyun Mountain, dozens of miles have passed all the way. Qin Yun walked slowly.

The sky gradually brightened, the clouds and mist shrouded the peaks gradually dissipated, the warm sun shone among the peaks, and the clear blue sky heralded the beginning of a clear day.

The road through Fuyun Mountain was full of high-spirited Sword Sect disciples, as well as hundreds of guests who had come from thousands of miles to watch the ceremony, and the entire Heavenly City Sword Sect was like a lion waking up from its slumber, exuding an incomparably majestic aura.

Qin Yun blended in the crowd and came to the top of Fuyun Mountain.

Today's Fuyun Mountain was completely different from the situation a few days ago, thousands of Sword Sect disciples sat on the ground in different areas according to their status levels, and the five surrounding sword test platforms became the stands of the sect's high-level elders, elders, deacons, inner disciples, and guests watching the ceremony.

Tens of thousands of sect disciples gathered in one place. The strong shirt is like a long sword like a forest, showing the prosperity of the Heavenly City Sword Sect.

This time, the sects that came to the Heavenly City Sword Sect to observe the ceremony included the Tiannan Kunlun Sword Sect, the Dongteng Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Xihai Northern Netherworld Sect, the Yunyi, Chidan, Nulan, Luoyue and Beihu five side sects and more than a dozen Zuo Dao in Yanyun Honzhou!

The Kunlun Sword Sect, the Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Tiancheng Sword Sect are all the top ten sects in the world, and the friendship and friendly exchanges between them can be traced back to thousands of years ago, while the Northern Hell Sect and the Tiancheng Sword Sect have always been in conflict with each other, but the two sects are very close. There was a lot of communication between them, but more of them were for the purpose of demonstration and show-off.

In addition to these well-known sect side doors, the Great Yan Dynasty and the major wealthy families also sent representatives, whether it was the royal family or the wealthy families, there were many children who worshiped under the Sword Sect, and naturally paid special attention to the Floating Cloud Sword Society.

Especially those of Yanyun's famous clans, the Heavenly City Sword Sect can determine their rise and fall to a certain extent!

In the location area of the first vein of the Cloud Chasing Peak. Qin Yun found Shui Wanning and Lu Liu.

As a true disciple who is about to be promoted, Shui Wanning is qualified to go to the sword test platform to watch the battle, but she obviously prefers to stay under the stage with Lu Liu.

Shui Wanning encouraged: "Work hard, don't live up to the expectations of Qingyun Master, I believe you will be able to win at least one or two victories!"

Qin Yun nodded, and at this time, he keenly felt that there was an obviously malicious gaze projected on him!

Qin Yun turned his head to look and immediately saw a man in white standing in the crowd not far away, who was Feng Wuji.

Finding that Qin Yun was looking at him, Feng Wuji showed a cold smile with a very disdainful expression.

He walked straight over and stood in front of Qin Yun, and said unceremoniously: "Qin Yun, my first challenge today is to chase Yun Peak, if you have the courage, you will go on stage to fight, if you are afraid of losing, go back early!"

This is the location of Cloud Chasing Peak, surrounded by Cloud Chasing Peak disciples, hearing that Feng Wuji is so arrogant, many people glared at him angrily, even Shui Wanning frowned, and his heart was displeased.

Qin Yun smiled faintly, looking at him with indescribable contempt in his eyes: "It's just a defeated general, am I still afraid that you won't succeed?" If you have the guts, we might as well gamble again, if I lose, I will offer five hundred sects with both hands, do you dare?"

Qin Yun was rarely so aggressive, but in the face of Feng Wuji's malicious provocation, he couldn't bear it!

Feng Wuji's breath was suddenly suffocated.

His personality has always been gloomy and cunning, and he is very good at superficial kung fu, so he is quite famous within the Sword Sect.

But when I saw Qin Yun today, I didn't know how the evil fire was rising in my heart, and I couldn't help but step forward to provoke.

His original intention was to provoke Qin Yun, but he didn't expect to be defeated by Qin Yun!

Five hundred sect contributions are not a small amount, the sect contributions of the Heavenly City Sword Sect are difficult to obtain and extremely easy to use and practical, although Feng Wuji is an inner sect disciple, it is not easy to take out five hundred at a time.

The corners of Qin Yun's lips flashed with a hint of mockery, and he smiled freely: "Since you don't have the guts, forget it!"

This is naked contempt!

The group of Cloud Chasing Peak disciples next to him couldn't hold back for a long time, and when they heard Qin Yun say this, they immediately laughed at the same enemy one after another, looking at the jokes of Feng Wuji.

"That's right, if you don't dare, get out, and you want to challenge us to chase Yunfeng, joke!"

"Senior brother, who is this?

"Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Feng Wuji Feng who picked up Tianfeng? How could Senior Brother Feng not be able to contribute from five hundred sects, we are just a new disciple who has just started!"

Most of them didn't know Qin Yun and Feng Wuji, but they would stand on Qin Yun's side in a reasonable way, and of course it wouldn't sound good if they squeezed Feng Wuji.

Feng Wuji's originally handsome face became gloomy and ugly, he stared at Qin Yun with great resentment, and said hatefully: "Five hundred sect contributions, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed, I'm afraid that you won't be able to get it if you lose at that time!"

"If Qin Yun can't take it, I'll contribute the five hundred!" Shui Wanning said lightly.

Shui Wanning came forward to vouch, where else can Feng Wuji say, whether it is his identity, status and strength, he is a big step behind the other party, and he should salute and call Uncle Shi when they meet!

Qin Yun smiled, clasped his fists and saluted to the fellow disciples next to him: "Please also ask all senior brothers to be a witness, if I lose to Feng Wuji, then I will lose five hundred sect contributions, if he loses"

"Of course, I want to compensate you for the same five hundred sect contributions!" someone shouted loudly: "If he dares to rely on his debts, I will squat in the teahouse every day to publicize Senior Brother Feng's heroic deeds!"

Everyone burst into laughter, Feng Wuji's face turned from blue to black, and a few words were squeezed out from between his teeth: "Wait and see!"

Before he could finish speaking, he immediately turned around and left.

But this gambling contract is a sure thing, the disciples of the sect attach great importance to their promises, and Feng Wuji cannot regret it unless he is willing to lose his reputation.

At this moment, the time has come for the sun to rise, and Feng Menglong, the patriarch of the Heavenly City Sword Sect, stepped onto the Great Discussion Sword Platform.

He bowed to each of the four sides, and after finishing, he said in a deep voice: "Thank you colleagues for coming to the Heavenly City Sword Sect to watch the Floating Clouds and Discuss the Sword, and I welcome you on behalf of the Heavenly City Sword Sect!"

The applause and cheers suddenly sounded like spring thunder, rolling over the top of the Floating Cloud Mountain, which was the welcome and greeting of the tens of thousands of Sword Sect disciples present to the guests who watched the ceremony!

The guests who sat on the sword test table stood up and returned the salute.

Feng Menglong raised his arms and pressed them weakly, all the cheers and applause suddenly disappeared without a trace, only his strong voice still echoed above everyone's heads: "Today, the five peaks are mainly swords, and the five peaks of the Heavenly City are brothers with the same qi and branches, and the sword competition is only for the sake of learning and progressing, and the point will not hurt the friendship of the same family!"

"Vertical gold rod!"

With his shout, the four Sword Sect warriors worked together to erect a thick wooden pole several feet high.

The poles are divided into straight wooden strips from the bottom to the top, and each wooden pole is hung with a few to a dozen golden bells, shining in the sunlight!

The mountain wind blew, and hundreds of fist-sized golden bells swayed and collided, making a crisp and pleasant sound, which was carried far away with the wind.

This is a well-known champion bell, and it is not unique to the Heavenly City Sword Sect, and the major sects often use it as a record of their achievements, and it is also known as "fighting for gold and winning the championship"!

The disciples of the Five Peaks of the Sword Sect discuss swords, and if they win a game, they can pick up a golden bell from the golden rod, and finally determine the ranking according to the number of golden bells.

And the disciples who win the victory can also embroider a golden bell on the left sleeve of their sword suit, which is regarded as a high honor within the sect, although it is not as majestic as the thirty-six heavenly gangs, but it is enough to be proud.

After the golden rod was erected, Feng Menglong retreated to the southeast corner of the Great Test Sword Platform.

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