Song Zhen heard that Yexiang would even say greetings, and said with a smile: "It's all okay, in the past six or seven months, I have been worried all day long, and the master is always worried that something unexpected will happen, but the result is just a false alarm, and I feel much more at ease when I see everyone today." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

As a few people were talking, at this time, the candidates for the cultivation field fighting method had another result, and the dream of Cuihe Peak defeated the falling wind of the incense refining wall.

I saw the gray face of the falling wind hanging his head, and walked into the team of Boundless Truth. When the Boundless True Person saw it, a trace of gloom flashed on his face, but he didn't say anything. And Cuihe Peak's dream was full of joy, and his eyes flashed with excitement and returned to Master Xukong's side. Under the bright sun, the little red on her forehead was like a beauty with a seductive red color, and her already graceful posture and dignified and beautiful face were more beautiful.

Master Sukong looked at Meng Xi and nodded slightly, and then looked around at the surrounding peak masters with envious eyes, very satisfied.

Next, several groups went up to the cultivation ground one after another, and after one bitter battle after another, until the sun set. However, it was not Song Zhen's turn until dark, and only six games were played in one day. Song Zhen casually estimated that he was the last group, and he would have to be acquired when it was his turn, so he didn't care about it in the first place, and now he couldn't talk about it.

When the last rays of the sunset faded, everyone slowly dispersed, and there were words of discussion floating behind them.

"It seems that the boss of this year's head of the Peak Flying Taicang Seven Immortals is none other than Yun Zhongzi!"

"I think so, then seeing that he didn't use all his strength at all, he easily defeated Xiao Tianfeng's extraordinary strength Elder Qingbone. ”

"And that New Realm disciple Yun Qianmeng is so powerful, he defeated his opponent in less than half an hour, it's really not easy!"

"It seems that there may be new disciples in this peak master, I heard that there was no such situation before, and those who can step into the peak master position must at least enter the mountain gate, and have nearly more than a hundred years of cultivation to do it. And in this peak lord election, except for the few elders such as Qing Gu of Xiaotian Peak, one of them is younger than the other, that is, those old disciples, who are not very old. ”

"You're so right, I found out too!"

......

On a quiet night, Song Zhen was lying on the comfortable big bed, and he should have enjoyed it and slept beautifully. Lying on such a comfortable big bed in my memory, this is the first time since I left Xiancheng, but Song Zhen can't sleep after tossing and turning. On weekdays, no matter how high the level is, the disciples will not have such treatment, and they all live in their own caves. Only when there is a major gathering at the mountain gate, the disciples of each peak have the opportunity to enter the courtyard of this peak with the high-level figures of the peak and enjoy it.

Xuanlingmen except for the mountain peak where the three pure women are located are all this rule, the huge peak lord palace, countless pavilions and pavilions, no less than 10 million, and only the peak master and some high-level elders are allowed to live, this rule is really a bit inhumane in Song Zhen's opinion. Song Zhen also thought about it carefully, and finally thought that the upper echelons did this, maybe to make the disciples more diligent in cultivation, too comfortable, people will fall!

Outside the window, the blue sky, a crescent moon, hooked with a few cold stars, shuttled like a boat in the clouds. A faint starry moonlight shines through the gaps in the slightly fluttering leaves outside the window, shining into the silver rays of the room.

Seeing the silver light, Song Zhen's nose couldn't help but sour, thinking of his buddy Song Zhen and the naughty black eagle Qiqi, when he was lying on the stone platform of Xianyuan Cave with them, and saw how similar the moonlight at the entrance of the cave was to the moonlight tonight.

Sometimes, Song Zhen regrets a little, if he and his buddies don't come to this Xuanling Gate, they just stay in the fairy cave in a daze, which is actually not bad, at least the two brothers can get along day and night.

And yet now...... Alas!

Alas! Song Zhen sighed, lifted the quilt, put on his clothes, and walked to the window.

The Fengke Courtyard where he lives is located on a cliff, which is a two-story cross-courtyard, and the teacher and others live in other courtyards of this Fengke Courtyard.

Outside the window is a small space, sparsely growing a few inexplicable spiritual trees, the tree is not very tall, but the branches and leaves are more and more luxuriant, pieces of almost heart-shaped leaves, crowded one after another, staggered growth on the branches.

The moonlight was like pearls, smashing on the leaves, and then shattering, twinkling with stars.

Suddenly, Song Zhen saw that among the layers of fallen leaves and stars, a strip-shaped shadow was suddenly covered, and the shadow was so familiar in his heart. So much so that as soon as the shadow appeared, the excitement that had been sealed for a long time suddenly aroused in my heart.

"Astrological ruler!" Song Zhen wiped his eyes and looked at it again, yes, it was the astrological ruler that he had lost inexplicably. I still remember that six years ago, that is, one night when my buddy Liu Lianlang was imprisoned in the Confession Bing Zhuang, when he was cultivating, the astrological ruler on his head suddenly became irritable, and then he broke through the roof of the cave and shot into the sky, and he never knew where to go.

And this kind of strange thing happened to Lan Shuang, Dan Soul, Lihate and Yuexian. Lan Shuang lost the Immortal Pen, Dan Soul lost the Immortal Realm Mountains and Rivers Map, Lihate lost the Qiankun Chess, and Yuexian also lost the Bishui Qin.

"Squeak!"

Song Zhen gently opened the window, twisted his black and white eyebrows, and his eyes shot two extremely excited eyes to look above the shadow, and his heart was in his throat. It's it, it's really it!

I saw that the ruler was dark all over, flashing with a strange light, floating quietly above the small tree.

It was analyzing, it was searching, it trembled slightly, and as the window opened, it sensed Song Zhen's breath, and began to jump happily for a while, and then suddenly shot towards Song Zhen.

"Hahaha! My astrological ruler is back!" Song Zhen grabbed the astrological ruler with his hand and smiled excitedly.

Song Zhen was so happy, stroking the astrological ruler and closing his eyes slightly, immersed in the joy he had not seen for a long time. The cool bubbling of the astrological ruler was injected into the body, and each other's thoughts quickly exchanged.

"Huh?" Stroking the astrological ruler, Song Zhen suddenly opened his eyes again, and they opened them widely, his black and white eyebrows twisted, and his eyes were full of blank color.

Because the astrological ruler suddenly poured into his mind a thought that he had never thought before. This is a magical recipe, known as the Seven Recipes of Destiny.

The magical power contained in this method immediately attracted him, and he couldn't help but immediately sit cross-legged and practice in the room......

Outside the window, there has always been a pair of eyes looking at all this of Song Zhen, seeing that Song Zhen is still so cool and rough, this pair of eyes is full of happiness and blessings. Then the cloud drifted away quietly.

In another place of Taicang Peak, hundreds of miles away from Taicang Palace, on the top of a Cangfeng cliff, there is a slender blue figure standing proudly. A proud face, long eyelashes, and a beautiful face, but his eyes are full of resentment. Her face was a little pale, she first looked at the direction of Xiao Tianfeng for a while, and then raised her eyes to examine the scene of the Eight Firmaments in all directions of the Heavenly Universe.

Tonight, the teacher asked himself to think clearly, whether he could become the peak master of Cuihe Peak, it was almost midnight at the moment, but Yun Qianmeng still did not give up, how much he hoped that he would suddenly appear again when everyone did not expect it, as before.

Yun Qianmeng stared at the flowing clouds in the sky, and her heart was like a surging river, and the waves were tumbling. Time passed minute by minute, and when the crescent moon gradually slanted westward, Yun Qianmeng's heart had sketched again and again, and the dream gradually shattered.

It turned out that he appeared when he shouldn't have come, and tonight was the night sky of the crescent moon, and it was not destined that the crescent moon would not become perfect until it set.

Yun Qianmeng glanced in the direction of Xiao Tianfeng for the last time, a pair of beautiful eyes under his long eyelashes, shed two lines of tears, and then bit his lips, and the lightning generally disappeared into the dark night.

"Hmph! Slut!" Less than a moment after Yun Qianmeng left, a cloud of darkness was torn apart in the night, and a huge black-robed figure jumped out of it, floating on the top of the cliff where Yun Qianmeng stood.

This black-robed man wore a very peculiar pitch-black crown on his head, his face was in the shape of an oval blood moon, and on his head were nine dragons of different colors.

Blood Moon's face, revealing a hollow mouth and cold eyes. This person seemed to be very dissatisfied with Yun Qianmeng, staring at her disappearing back and snorting coldly, and saying ugly words.

The Blood Moon Mask Man watched Yun Qianmeng pass away in the direction of the Taicang Peak Guest Courtyard, and said to himself: "Nine old things, since they have all chosen the new peak master, what is the use of you living! Tonight, yes, just tonight, let me send you to the Western Heavens!"

After the Blood Moon Mask Man finished speaking, Hula turned around and disappeared in place.

At the same time as the black-robed Blood Moon Mask Man disappeared, a faint cloud in the sky above also disappeared.

In the Naxian Hall of Taicang Peak, the nine peak masters were sitting on the platform of the hall according to their previous habits, talking about the situation of the daytime campaign for the peak master fighting method, as well as the arrangements for the follow-up work, and while they were talking, the nine peak masters all felt an unprecedented huge and cold aura coming from outside the hall.

This powerful aura makes people feel depressed and hopeless, and the cold carries the smell of death with it.

The nine peak masters were startled for a while, and they all stood up, and their bodies were covered with a layer of protective qi, and then they glanced at each other, and then they shot out of the hall one after another, and then flew up a high cliff, exploring the source of this powerful aura.

This powerful aura was getting closer and closer, bringing up gusts of wind around them, and the nine peak masters were all hunting with the wind in their robes, staring at the direction of the comer.

"Haha, old things, are you still alive? It's all your death, it's always a bad thing for me! I'll send you and the three old things Huolong, Aoyu and Zixiao to reunite today!" said a voice from a huge dark cloud above him.