In the central square of Qingyun Wuzang Peak, the afterglow of the sunset has come to an end at this moment, and the first day of the Qingyun Gate's sect competition is coming to an end. On this day, countless rising stars emerged in Qingyun Gate, making the Qingyun Venerable nod frequently, and there had been no sect competition for more than a hundred years, but this time alone dug up many good seedlings.

Of course, this is quite unpleasant in the eyes of the other eight gates, after all, they have suppressed Qingyunmen for thousands of years, and they can't imagine that Qingyunmen has not just died out, but has become more and more frustrated, if it weren't for the fact that the number of Jindan Realm could not be increased, then Qingyunmen was still the leader of the cultivation world back then.

Three thousand years in the blink of a finger, although the current Qingyunmen lacks high-end combat power, the quality of the disciples below the foundation is quite good, and even Wan Yong nods frequently. In recent years, Li Yuanba has engaged in wolf culture in Taishang Dao, he said, "A cultivator is like raising a Gu, and a cultivator is not an ethereal immortal, but a vicious wolf, and only in this way can he gain a foothold in the starry sky and ten thousand worlds." ”

It is precisely because of this that after Fang Lie's rebellion against the Nine Sons, Taishang Dao began to reform, no longer pursuing the previous free-range tactics, but began to train disciples in a planned and purposeful manner.

But Qingyun Sect has been very loose for many years, why are so many genius disciples popping up now? Except for the relatively weak one who opened the fire peak, the other senses are very strong.

Wan Yong looked at this old man who was in his last years, Li Qingyun.

In less than a hundred years, what kind of means did he use to reintegrate and develop the originally fragmented Qingyunmen to this point?

It wasn't just Wan Yong who had the same doubts, but also several other sect elders.

In the end, they unanimously came to a conclusion: Li Qingyun is a strange person who has not met for a thousand years!

When the last rays of the setting sun fell and the evening bell rang, the Venerable Master Qingyun announced: "Today's big competition is over, and it will start again tomorrow at noon." ”

The reason why the competition is set after noon is that it is particular, because in the morning the disciples all need to cultivate with the help of purple qi, and the cultivation is like a boat against the current, and those who do not advance retreat, so they can't miss every day.

In three days, today is considered a primary election, and from tomorrow onwards, the ranking of the three lists of heaven, earth and people and the number of places in the Sword Pavilion will be determined.

"All of you have come from afar, this sect as the master should fulfill the friendship of the landlord, this sect has ordered people to prepare spiritual wine and spiritual food, and go to Qingyun Hall to talk about it, not to the door of the people, just talk about Fengyue?"

Elder Liu of the Linglong Pavilion and Elder Huang of the Imperial Beast Sect immediately opened their mouths and smiled, "The Venerable Master has an invitation, I might as well obey my fate if I am respectful!"

The other elders glanced at each other, and they also felt that it would be too rude not to go, so they responded one by one. After a while, the disciples who had not yet dispersed saw more than a dozen streamers of light heading straight from the stands to Qingyun Peak, and the disciples below the foundation looked up and marveled, they also wanted to be able to fly in the sky one day. If you haven't even touched the blue sky, it's too boring.

Of course, the elders have a place for the elders, and the eight disciples also have a place for the eight disciples, some go to find acquaintances, and some simply return to the accommodation arranged for them by Qingyunmen, of course, before coming here, they all received warnings, don't mess around in Qingyunmen, you must know that Qingyunmen's Heavenly Great Array is famous all over the world, not to mention a few disciples, even Jin Dan has to be careful.

Last time, the spies of the eight doors suffered enough losses.

Among the eight sects, the disciples are divided into two groups, one is the northern faction headed by the Taishang Dao, and the other is the southern faction headed by the Lihuo faction. If you don't say anything else, I'll ask you if you want Tsukidan or not?

Among the eight gates, the Lihuo Sect, the Leiyin Temple, the Miaoyin Temple, and the Longxiao Gate are all gathered on the side of the Lihuo Sect.

On the other side are the Taishang Dao, the Ethereal Sect, the Imperial Beast Sect, and the Linglong Pavilion.

A situation of confrontation between the north and the south has quietly taken shape. The senior brother of the Lihuo Sect is named Zhang Daocheng, and he ordered the attack today, but what he didn't expect was that he was overturned by Fang Shiyu's sudden outburst.

Zhang Daocheng was hanging a bandage at the moment, after all, his tendons were broken, although there was an intermittent ointment to pick it up, but it would take time to recover after all.

"Everyone, this time it was me Zhang Daocheng who planted it, but this time Qingyun Sword Pavilion is not just a matter of me leaving the Fire Sect, if you don't want to see Qingyunmen continue to be arrogant, then work together to eradicate Qingyunmen in Qingyun Sword Pavilion and completely break the backbone of Qingyunmen's generation. ”

As soon as Zhang Daocheng spoke, the disciples of the southern sect all nodded, of course, this did not include a handsome monk, at this time, the handsome monk actually defected to the northern faction, and he had been talking to the mysterious Ethereal Pavilion disciples.

"This fairy sister, the little monk sees that your Buddha is bright, and he thinks that he has a relationship with my Buddha, why don't you practice with me and rejoice in the avenue?"

The little monk's eyebrows are clear, his eyes are sincere, revealing a row of white and neat teeth, and some disciples of the Northern Sect are naturally dissatisfied with the words and deeds of the little monk, and angrily reprimanded: "You are a monk who not only abides by the rules and precepts, but also comes here to disturb the fairy, what should you be guilty of? I think you are a flower monk." ”

"Alas, this senior brother, how do you know that the little monk is a flower monk?

Hua Xiangrong gags and has been wandering among the female disciples, but to the surprise of others, these fairies who usually have their nostrils facing the sky do not show the slightest boredom with this little monk, but want to welcome and refuse.

The senior sister of the Ethereal Pavilion was dressed in black, with a black scarf on her face, only revealing a pair of bright eyes, her eyes were deep, and she secretly said in her heart: "This little monk is by no means simple!"

In order to keep her junior sisters from being bewitched, she strictly ordered everyone not to deal with the little monk.

Hua Xiangrong's actions naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of Zhang Daocheng, who opened his mouth to discuss "business", but when he thought of his master's advice, Zhang Daocheng decided to endure it.

At this moment, the people of the Taishang Dao also spoke, and unlike the other sects that had a person who spoke, the Taishang Dao was divided into two factions, one faction was headed by Jiang Tianming, and the other faction was headed by Wan Wanqing.

Jiang Tianming is dressed in white with an outstanding demeanor, and his face always has a shallow smile whenever he is, if it is a woman, it must be a disaster that will captivate the country and the city, of course he is a man but he is also like an immortal, handsome and abnormal, many female disciples secretly looked at him.

On the other side, Wan Qing looked much rougher, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, although he was also upright, but compared with Jiang Tianming, it was in the pit, and it was not worth mentioning.

Obviously, Jiang Tianming and Wan Qing are very different from each other, in fact, the reason is very simple, the status of the two people is actually about the same, one is from the Jiang family of Taishang Dao, the other is from the Wan family, and the Jiang Wan family each holds a peak position. It stands to reason that as the two most talented disciples of this generation in the clan, the identity of the ninth son of Taishang must be in the bag.

But after Li Yuanba came to power, he reduced the privileges of the nine of them, and one of the nine sons of this generation must be fought for by these two people.

So this led to a tense situation between the two, Jiang Tianming supported it, and Wan Qing naturally opposed it.

Regarding Zhang Chengcheng's words, Jiang Tianming strongly agreed.

"What Brother Zhang said is extremely true, my northern faction agrees with what Brother Zhang said, unite the north and the south to jointly crusade against Qingyun. ”

Jiang Tianming said with a smile.

"Hey, when did the master be represented by you, I said Jiang Tianming, you kid is getting more and more domineering, and now you haven't become the ninth son of Taishang, so you have begun to represent your master. Do you have to ask, my Wanjia knife?"

Wan Qing was playing with a meniscus knife in his hand, seeing that the posture was about to slash at Jiang Tianming if he didn't say a word, he hadn't slashed it in Taishang Dao, if it weren't for the ancestor in the family, he would have killed this bastard who dared to compete with him.

Wan Qing is very envious of Sister A, his Sister is scolding the air, see who is not happy to cut him! But Wan Qing is not angry, if he was born a few years earlier, he will definitely not be much worse than Sister Ah, this time he came to Qingyunmen with a mission, saying that he wanted to protect his little nephew.

Wan Qing is most afraid of trouble, in his words: "What are you protecting? Wouldn't it be safe to tie it up directly to Taishang Dao!" Of course, there is no doubt that Wan Qing was slashed by his sister.

At this moment, these guys in front of him were discussing how to target Qingyunmen, and as far as he knew, his little nephew was in the team of the Qingyunmen Sword Pavilion, wouldn't he have to deal with his little nephew if he didn't protect his little nephew?

Wan Qing never wanted such a thing to happen, so no matter what the purpose was, he had to stand up against Jiang Tianming.

And although Jiang Tianming was quite unhappy in his heart, in order to maintain his usual demeanor, he still smiled and said: "Brother Wan, although you and I are competing, we still have to benefit this sect when we go out, and this time the north and south are united to fight against the clouds, which is the great plan set by the ancestor of the sect." ”

"Okay, don't give me those shitty things, when did I Wan Qing take care of the righteousness of the sect? Whoever makes me unhappy, I will cut whom, I even cut my father, do you care about your bullshit sect righteousness? I don't care how you target Qingyunmen, but I will say the ugly things in front, my nephew is inside, and whoever wants to touch my nephew at that time will definitely kill him." ”

Wan Qing said in a dragging voice, and the little brothers behind him also looked vicious, and their expressions seemed to say: "Don't mess with me, I'm fierce, hack you to death..."

Everyone is quite helpless, the Wan family is this virtue, the ancestor of the Wan family was even more crazy in the early years, but it has converged a lot over the years, but his descendants have not converged at all, but have become more rampant, Wan Qing is just one of them.

As soon as he heard that he was going to cut people, Monk Hua's ears were pricked up.

"Amitabha, the little monk heard that he was going to cut people? Well, it's not good, it's extremely bad! The Buddha said: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground... My Buddha said: Cut one person into a demon, cut ten thousand people into a Buddha. This donor, if you want to cut people, be sure to bring a little monk. ”

A group of elite disciples looked at the mysterious monk on the bright side of Lei Yin Temple.

Monk Xuan Miao cried and cried out in his heart: "Don't look at me, that's what he said, my Buddha didn't say that!" Xuan Miao also wanted to stop this ridiculous little junior brother, but could he stop it? This little junior brother did not abide by the rules, touched fish and birds, and was not taboo in meat and vegetables, and even more so, he often went to the bottom of the mountain to hook the fence, mainly because he did not give money every time, and was brought to the temple every time.

But every time this little junior brother escapes punishment, the main thing is that the elders of the Discipline Hall will never be able to argue with him. "What Buddha sits in his heart, wine and meat pass through the intestines", "color is emptiness, emptiness is color", "prostitution is not prostitution, no prostitution is prostitution" and other crooked theories, but these seemingly absurd reasons have actually been recognized by the Buddha's treasure.

So everyone can't do anything about him, and now this little junior brother actually said the crooked theory of "cutting one person to become a demon, and cutting ten thousand people to become a Buddha".

"Amitabha..."

Xuan Miao could only recite Buddhist scriptures in her heart, so the two sides were tense and arguing, but at this time, there was a voice outside the courtyard where they were resting, and someone came to report.

I only heard him say: "Distinguished guests, my Qingyunmen has always been hospitable, and the true legend of Zhufeng has set up a banquet in Mufeng Qingyou Pavilion, and I invite you to enjoy your face to the banquet!"