When the morning light broke through the shackles of the clouds and projected onto this land, the entire Songyue City was also in an uproar for a while, and a lively atmosphere enveloped the entire immortal city.

On the long horseshoe street, the monks of the past are hurrying, and in this season that is supposed to be a bright spring, everyone seems to have a good vision and hope for their future.

On the long street, shops of all sizes are still open, and in the smiling faces of countless men, they earn a lot of spiritual crystals from monks from all over Middle-earth.

And behind this smiling face, everyone is talking about the same topic.

That is the Martial Heaven Sect Sect Meeting this time.

The sect will be martial, it is a grand event in Wutian County, and monks from all walks of life gather and come all the way to see the grand occasion of the sect.

It was morning tea time, and Songyue Castle was shrouded in the aroma of food.

Countless noisy sounds swept along with the crowd.

At this moment, a seemingly ordinary plain white letterhead was sealed in a blank secret letter, and came in from the back door of a large commercial building, and the person who took it only glanced at a certain begonia-shaped mark in the corner of the envelope, and suddenly his face sank, and he immediately strode up the stairs, leading to a huge courtyard, and came to the innermost Accord, and knocked lightly on the door.

The envelope was handed over, the door was closed again, the footsteps were hurried, the figure swayed, and after a while, the inconspicuous plain white letterhead was quickly handed to a person standing by the window on the street, who was silently looking out.

This is a young, cold and noble woman.

I saw her head flying in a fairy bun, and a few fragmentary golden flowers were different from the bun, which highlighted her noble temperament. The two ribbons hanging from her head fluttered gently in the breeze, adding a bit of immortal elegance to her noble temperament. The eyebrows are like a crescent moon, the eyes are like stars, and the end of the look is delicate and moving, and it is fascinating. On the chest is a red satin wrap on the chest, and a red gauze is draped over it. Through the translucent red gown, her jade-like skin and delicate arms could be faintly seen.

In this beautiful and prosperous city, she is as beautiful as a splendid peony, cold and arrogant, dazzling, and people dare not look at it directly.

With white hands, she opened the small note, her eyes swept over the first few simple words, the woman took a deep breath, raised her head again, and looked in the direction of Wu Tianshan.

Then, a sneer slowly passed from the corner of her mouth, and at that moment, her flower-like beauty seemed to turn into a cold blade, and in this noisy street market, no one knew about it.

At the same time, the disciples of Wutian Sect all came to the Xianmao Square, and at a glance, there was a vast sea of people, shoulder to shoulder, and the popularity was at its peak, so it was not lively.

On the huge square, in the five days of preparation, eight high platforms have been erected, which are made of waist-thick huge iron and wood, separated by dozens of zhang from each other, and arranged in the direction of the Bagua Array.

At this moment, there was already a sea of people in front of and behind the stage, and on the field in the middle of the immortal man, a large red list of tens of meters was towering, and the signatures and names of the disciples participating in the competition were written in huge gold-inlaid characters, as well as the signatures and names of the opponents.

And in the audience, Qin Mu looked up for a long time, but he didn't find his name.

Qin Mu's face sank, and he secretly looked at several senior brothers around him, and the others were also staring at the list intently, only Song Chenwu complained to himself: "Hey, it's not fair! ”

As soon as Song Chen turned his head, he saw that Qin Mu was staring at him, and he didn't know how to explain to Qin Mu in his heart, so he immediately looked embarrassed, stepped forward, patted Qin Mu's shoulder, and said, "The list of this sect meeting was set by Uncle Cangfeng, and it was above-"

"There is no name on me. Before Song Chen finished speaking, Qin Mu said lightly.

Song Chen nodded, didn't say anything, but Qin Mu said: "It's okay, I'm only sixteen years old, it's right that Senior Uncle Cangfeng didn't let me participate in the sect meeting, he is doing things according to the regulations, and Senior Brother Song doesn't have to take it to heart." ”

Song Chen touched Qin Mu's head, smiling all over his face, feeling very pleased for the growth of the little junior brother.

According to the regulations of the Wutian Sect Association, all disciples under the age of 18 are not allowed to participate in the competition.

First, the competition is dangerous, and disciples who have not broken through the bottleneck of martial arts cannot participate.

Furthermore, generally speaking, sixteen-year-old disciples are still chopping ironwood, so they are naturally not eligible to participate in the competition.

It's just that Qin Mu is a special case.

Although it was a special case, in the face of the regulations, Qin Mu was still mercilessly brushed down by Cangfeng Zhenren.

After all, Qin Mu belonged to the Martial Cultivation Vein, and Cangfeng Zhenren was the first seat of the Qi Sect, so he naturally didn't know Qin Mu's cultivation situation.

Even if Cang Feng knew Qin Mu's strength, maybe he would still not let Qin Mu compete.

Because, Cangfeng Zhenren is well-known in Wutian Sect.

At this time, all the senior brothers also seemed to see the clues in the list, and they all turned their heads to look at Qin Mu, Qin Mu didn't feel anything, but at this time, shrouded in the sympathetic eyes of the senior brothers, Qin Mu seemed to have been pricked by a needle in his heart, and couldn't help but lower his head.

"No, I'm going to talk to Master and see if I can make an exception for my junior brother to compete. Bi Cai complained.

"That's it, I'll go too, the little junior brother is completely qualified to participate. ”

"Let's go, let's go together. ”

As soon as the two of them wanted to leave, they were stopped by Zuo Zongtang, who sighed lightly and motioned to Bi Cai and the junior brother not to act recklessly.

Then, the diameter went to Qin Mu.

"Senior Brother Qin, you are still young, and when you are eighteen years old, it will not be too late to participate in the competition. Senior Brother Zuo Zongtang saw that Qin Mu's expression was a little strange, and he walked over and comforted him.

Hearing this, Qin Mu hurriedly raised his head and responded: "What Senior Brother said is that it is just that he has lived up to the high expectations of all Senior Brothers. ”

Zuo Zongtang looked at him, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Where is it, although you can't participate in the sect meeting this time, you are still the best junior disciple in our minds." Speaking of which, your cultivation talent is higher than mine, haha. ”

As he spoke, he touched Qin Mu's head, and several other senior brothers also accompanied him and comforted: "That's it, that's it, don't take it to heart, little junior brother-"

Qin Mu nodded again and again, and said, "It's okay, senior brother." As he spoke, a smile appeared on his little face.

But is it really okay?

In the midst of laughter, only Qin Mu knew what was going on in his heart.

Not being able to participate means that you still have a long time to practice.

That means that it will take a long time to rescue my mother.

Sixteen years old is indeed a little too young for a cultivator.

In Wutianzong, Qin Mu has always regarded Senior Brother Zuo as an object of worship.

He admired Senior Brother Zuo's perseverance and his talent for cultivation.

In the Wuxiu Pulse Gate, Zuo Zongtang has always existed as a legend.

At the last meeting, he had already left a regret.

I don't know if he can make a breakthrough in this sect meeting.

Everyone's eyes secretly fell on Senior Brother Zuo again, only to see Zuo Zongtang turn around and walk towards the stage, and everyone followed behind and gradually blended into the crowd.

"Bell!", a crisp bell sounded, echoing in the huge fairy square, so that all the spirits were lifted, and for a while, the originally noisy square suddenly quieted down.

I saw that on the high platform in the center, the figures of Yuxu Zhenren and Cangfeng Daoist appeared, and on the VIP seat of the huge high platform, the remaining four vein masters were sitting in danger.

On the high platform facing it, there were no less than ten heads of different sects, all of whom were also sitting upright, which couldn't help but give people a sense of oppression.

In a silent atmosphere, Cangfeng Zhenren took a step, looked around at the countless disciples in the audience, as well as those monks who came from afar, and said loudly: "The competition begins." ”

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve robe, and suddenly the bell sounded again, "Bell bell!" resounded in the sky, Qin Mu heard it in his ears, and suddenly there was a feeling of blood boiling, he secretly glanced at the senior brothers around him, but saw that all the senior brothers were full of joy and eager to try.

In the whole Xianmang Square, everyone began to play in batches, and then Yuxu Zhenren came out and said a few words, and finally there was a crisp and pleasant bell sound, at this time, the competition officially began.

Qin Mu looked at Song Chen and said, "Senior Brother Song, why don't you see Little Senior Sister today?"

Song Chen smiled and said, "What's the matter, the little junior brother misses the little junior sister?"

When Qin Mu heard this, his face turned red, and he shook his head again and again: "No, it's-"

Song Chen glanced at him again and said, "Haha, tease you." The sect will only be limited to the martial arts sect, and Nanyin Temple belongs to the sword cultivation sect, so she naturally can't participate in the sect. Today, although you can't participate in the sect meeting, you must also pay attention to the competition of your senior brothers and sisters, this kind of opportunity is rare, and it is great and beneficial to you, do you know?"

"Oh. Qin Mu replied softly, and then looked at the high platform.

And Song Chen, who was on the side, glanced at Qin Mu, and he saw the melancholy in the young man's eyes.

There was also a trace of regret in his heart, so he quietly turned around and left-

The sect meeting was held in full swing, and the atmosphere was hot, wave after wave.

It was noon, when the disciples of the Martial Cultivation Pulse were cheering for the brothers of the same lineage in the audience, suddenly Song Chen ran over and patted Qin Mu's shoulder, and said with a happy face: "Little junior brother, good news, good news!"

The disciples hurriedly turned around from the excitement of watching the game, and asked in unison, "What kind of good news?"

And Qin Mu on the side was taken aback by Song Chen's pat, he seemed a little overwhelmed, so he was also surprised* and asked, "Senior Brother Song, what good news?"

"Just now, Master and Uncle Cangfeng told you about your situation, and your name has been written down at this time. Song Chen said loudly with surprise on his face.

"Really?"

"Haha, that's good news!"

All the disciples immediately understood, and gathered around Qin Mu one by one, happy that he could participate in the sect meeting.

"I'll just say, Senior Brother Qin is talented, it's a pity not to compete on stage. ”

"Senior Brother Song is still reliable, you must have told the master. ”

"Haha, Senior Brother Qin, you have to show yourself well, don't live up to the high expectations of all the senior brothers-"

At this moment, everyone saw the tears flashing in Qin Mu's eyes, since his father died, Song Chen took care of him like his big brother, and this time he personally went to the master to intercede for him for his affairs.

This kind of emotion made Qin Mu's tears finally unstoppable and flowed out.

Song Chen stepped forward and touched his head, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, what's wrong? ”

Qin Mu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his heart was full of gratitude to Song Chen.

"Hmm. ”

He nodded, a smile twinking at the corner of his mouth.

Everyone was also laughing.

At this time, I don't know when, on the central list of Xianmao Square, Qin Mu's name suddenly appeared miraculously.

Qin Mu took a cursory look at the places on the list, there were a total of sixty-four people competing, eight rings, and looking at the form, the contestants were going to be divided into four batches-

Soon, among the next batch of candidates, among the disciples of the Martial Cultivation Pulse was Qin Mu who competed, and on the Eastern "Heaven" platform, the Martial Cultivation Pulse naturally flocked to the stage.

Qin Mu's opponent was a disciple of the Qi Sect, surnamed Zhong Mingli, and at this moment, that person had already jumped up and entered the ring, and his figure was quite chic.

There was a round of applause from the audience.

Qin Mu looked at it in a blink of an eye, and saw that under the high platform, except for the hundred or so people of the Martial Cultivation Vein, almost all of the rest were disciples of the First Sect of the Qi Sect, and even the first Cangfeng real person of the Qi Sect was watching from the high platform not far away at this moment.

A faint smile appeared on Cangfeng Zhenren's face, obviously attaching great importance to this disciple named Zhongli.

Yuxu Zhenren stood on the central platform and glanced at Cangfeng Zhenren who was standing beside him, Cangfeng also looked over, the two looked at each other, as if there was a faint spark, but the two just smiled faintly, as if nothing happened.

At this time, all the disciples gathered around Qin Mu and cheered him on.

When Zuo Zongtang heard the good news, he also walked over from the competition venue on the other side, stepped forward and patted Qin Mu on the shoulder, and said, "Senior Brother Qin, come on, we all support you." ”

Qin Mu glanced at the stage, smiled, without the slightest hint of nervousness, and said, "Senior brothers, just wait for my good news." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Chen, who clenched his fists to cheer him on.

Qin Mu smiled indifferently, and his left hand trick was introduced, "Get up!"

I saw that as soon as his words fell, a burst of arrogance exploded, and the strength of Qin Mu Martial Sect's realm exploded instantly, and a thick layer of Yuan Qi Kai instantly condensed, causing a slight fluctuation in the surrounding air.

Song Chen and the disciples of the Martial Cultivation Vein stood behind Song Chen, only to hear Zuo Zongtang say happily: "What a powerful vitality!"

The Jade Void True Man who was not far away looked at the armor condensed by Qin Mu's vitality, although he didn't speak, his expression was also quite happy.

The Kai of Yuan Qi, almost everyone knows that if you want to form such a thick Kai of Yuan Qi, I am afraid that only the strength of the mid-stage Four-Rank Martial Sect can do it!

In that way, Qin Mu had already advanced to the middle stage of the Martial Sect.

Then, if he practiced smoothly in the later period, he would be able to advance to the later stage of the martial arts sect in less than five years.

"It only took two years for Senior Brother Qin's cultivation to reach the Martial Sect True Yuan Realm, not bad!" Zuo Zongtang looked at the Yuan Qi Kai on Qin Mu's body and said with relief.

And the disciples were also amazed.

Immediately, as soon as Qin Mu turned around, his smile was still there, and his figure flashed, and he was already standing on the high platform.