Chapter 22 opens the Great Contest

Zhao Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then cried with joy!

Seven sounds!

She actually rang the ancient bell of the trial seven times!

The vision unicorn grass seemed to want to break free from the ancient bell wall and enter Zhao Xuan's body, but it failed in the end.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan showed regret on his face.

The same is true for everyone, because although Nangong Yuran also rang the seven ancient bells at the beginning, the vision that appeared on the ancient bell was directly out of trouble and entered Nangong Yuran's body.

Some people are born with visions, while others are acquired from cultivation.

But after all, people who are born with visions are rare, and they can greatly improve their strength if they have a vision given by the trial Gu Zhong!

Even in the future, he is much faster than others.

In the main hall of the sect.

The ancient bell of the seven-tone trial rang.

The Heavenly Saint Ancestor laughed and said proudly: "I didn't expect that my Heavenly Saint Sect will have another Heavenly Proud of the Holy Son and Holy Maiden level, Elder Sun, this disciple will be taught by you, after all, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden already have it." ”

The Heavenly Sage Ancestor said this, and he also had some meaning to show the strength of the disciples in the sect in front of Xiao Fengping, otherwise he would not have started the trial competition now!

Cao Wudi's face was embarrassed, he got up and hugged his fists, and told him everything that had happened recently.

The Heavenly Saint Ancestor was furious in his heart, glanced at Xiao Fengping, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then said to Cao Wuxian: "Since this is the case, then this disciple has taken the place of the Holy Son and Holy Maiden!" Cao Wuving, a Nangong speaker, dared to rebel against the sect, and killed him directly, why bother with the predecessors behind him! Do you believe in? ”

"You are not very competent as the sect master, you are mainly responsible for the death of the Holy Son!"

Cao Wuving's face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Ancestor, don't worry, Invincible will deal with it seriously later!" ”

Xiao Fengping was calm on the surface, but in his heart was turbulent.

"Nangong Yuran, you troublemaker, the senior in your mouth, can't it be me? You're really going to dig for me! ”

"Fortunately, when the Great Elder Cao Li went to Yaoxiao Town, he must have made a splash, I can't imagine it, Master, I am now in your Heavenly Saint Sect."

Heavenly Saint Ancestor turned his head to look at Xiao Fengping: "Let Xiao Daoyou smile." ”

Xiao Fengping coughed lightly: "It's okay, it's okay!" ”

Cao Wudi's eyes flickered, but he was wondering in his heart whether Cao Li had found the so-called master in Nangong Yuran's mouth.

At this moment, he was already murderous.

If Cao Li directly killed that person, forget it.

If it weren't for that, Cao Wushu planned to take action directly and personally, and now because of the matter of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Heavenly Saint Sect, the ancestor was already dissatisfied with him.

So Cao Wushu must make up for it.

It seemed that the ancestor was also jealous of this senior Xiao, so Cao Wushu opened his mouth to test it.

"Senior Xiao, I don't know what sect you belong to? In the future, our Heavenly Saint Sect will also come to visit. ”

Xiao Fengping chuckled: "What sect and what faction, does it matter?" After all, I am just a mortal, doing farm work in my spare time, and occasionally going into the mountains to collect medicine, this is my leisurely life. ”

The corner of Heavenly Saint Ancestor's mouth showed an imperceptible sneer.

Until this time, this person was still secretive, and he was definitely not a person with a deep background.

It seems that it is time to move on to the next move.

Dinghai Ruyi pestle, absolutely can not flow out!

A deacon elder had already gone to Tianqi Peak and brought the inner disciple Zhao Xuan, who had rang the ancient bell of the trial, into the main hall of the sect.

I had never entered the main hall of the sect before, and I had never seen so many elders gathered together.

Zhao Xuan was extremely apprehensive in her heart, but she also understood that she had to make arrangements for ringing seven ancient bells and bringing herself here.

She wanted to become a disciple of the Elder of the Transformation God the most.

"Inner disciple Zhao Xuan, meet the Ancestor, the Sect Master, and the Elders!"

Zhao Xuan obediently knelt down and bowed.

Zhao Xuan's well-behaved and polite made Old Ancestor and Cao Wushu extremely satisfied, and they couldn't help but nod slightly.

Especially Cao Wudi compared Zhao Xuan with Nangong Yuran.

Nangong Yuran's recklessness is even more annoying.

Cao Wushu raised his hand slightly, and a breeze directly helped Zhao Xuan up.

Cao Wushu smiled and said, "Your name is Zhao Xuan?" Good name, people are also born beautiful, I didn't expect my Heavenly Saint Sect to produce another Tianjiao, it's really congratulatory! ”

Zhao Xuan said softly: "It's all the sect master's teaching!" ”

"Hahaha, good, good!"

Cao Wushu laughed, and then announced, "From today on, you, Zhao Xuan, are the holy daughter of my Heavenly Saint Sect!" From now on, move to the Virgen Peak! ”

Zhao Xuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly kowtowed to thank him.

Even if the current Nangong Yuran is suspected of killing the Holy Son Cao Sheng, after all, there is no order to cancel his position as a Holy Maiden.

The Heavenly Saint Ancestor laughed and said to Xiao Fengping beside him: "Xiao Daoyou, take a look, how is the Holy Maiden of my Heavenly Saint Sect?" Each of them is peerless and talented, and these two can be shared, but they are rare in the world! ”

Xiao Fengping glanced at His Royal Highness Zhao Xuan.

chuckled, shook her head and said, "The Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Saint Sect is naturally a peerless Tianjiao, but if you let me say it, she is not as good as Nangong Yuran." ”

Heavenly Saint Ancestor and the other cultivators all changed their faces slightly at this moment.

This person is also too unkind to give the Heavenly Saint Sect face.

Xiao Fengping really felt that this woman named Zhao Xuan didn't even have one ten-thousandth of Nangong Yuran.

Although Xiao Fengping doesn't like this Nangong Yuran who always digs holes for himself, but in terms of appearance, Nangong Yuran is indeed worthy of a "fairy appearance" admiration.

Xiao Fengping especially remembered the appearance of Nangong Yuran covered with bronze face armor, dressed in holy white clothes, carrying a dragon horse chariot, galloping through the void.

Heavenly Saint Ancestor laughed dryly, "Xiao Daoyou, you are really fast-talking, straightforward and frank!" ”

The Sky Swallowing Mouse in the back basket looked at the table full of spiritual fruit wine, and his saliva was about to fly down three thousand feet, and finally, he couldn't help but poke his head out of the back basket.

When Xiao Fengping saw this scene, he slapped the Sky Swallowing Rat without a trace.

At this time, don't come out and make trouble.

Then Xiao Fengping laughed, picked up the plate containing the spirit fruit on the table in front of him, and poured the spirit fruit on the plate into the back basket.

"I'm a mortal in the countryside, I'm used to being rude, and I've never eaten such a fragrant fruit, so I'll take a few more and eat it, and I hope that fellow Daoists won't be surprised."

The Heavenly Saint Ancestor suddenly seemed to be petrified.

I couldn't help but wonder if this young man was pretending to be stupid?

The Sky Swallowing Rat looked at the spirit fruit that fell from the sky, excited.

I hugged one and stuffed it directly into my stomach.

"It's still our Immortal Emperor boss who is good to us, I know that I am hungry for spirit fruits."

"Immortal Emperor boss, don't worry, I will definitely eat well and for you more!"

Tianqi Peak.

One by one, the disciples rang the bell one after another on the ancient bell of trial.

But there are only three at most.

Two sounds of breaking the air sounded, and before the ancient bell was tested, two young disciples fell.