Jun Mianchen got off the martial arts stage, and walked directly to the rest area to meditate on his knees, the loss of the successive battles just now was too serious, and at this moment, the galaxy of the dantian was dim, and even the rotation felt like it was going to stagnate.

Di Xiu regained that expressionless look, and just took a deep look at Jun Mianchen's meditating figure before stepping down.

With a flip of his right hand, the sword intent turned into a strange light little by little, surrounding himself bit by bit, and finally all of it melted into the small glass sword on his forehead.

On the second stage, there was a sea of fire, exuding bursts of heat, and a pretty figure could be vaguely seen in the sea of fire, which was Russell.

There is no doubt that Russell easily defeated his opponent and won the third place, Russell also looked at Jun Mianchen's figure meditating on his knees before stepping off the stage, and then looked at Di Xiu who was walking off the stage, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, the crowd under the stage erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

"Emperor Xiu! Emperor Xiu! Emperor Xiu!"

"Senior Brother Jun, don't be discouraged! You are the best!"

"Sister Russell!

......

The cheers rang out, and the elders on the pavilion exchanged their heads and ears, as if they were discussing something, and they did not make a sound to stop the disciples watching below from cheering like this.

Although the number of people in this discussion is the smallest in history, and the previous discussion usually has several days of competition and countless battles, this discussion is indeed one of the most exciting.

Whether it was the appearance of Russell's dark horse, or Jun Mianchen's wonderful martial arts, or Na Dixiu's domineering and unrivaled strong performance, all the disciples present were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood!

After all...... This is one of the few entertainment items for many disciples during their long journey, and it is only once a year that you can observe the discussions of the senior brothers up close.

The sloppy deacon did not say anything to stop the commotion on the field, but looked up at the elders on the pavilion silently, the position of the head of the center was still empty, and the one did not appear from beginning to end.

The sloppy deacon was not in a hurry, and flew down on the stage to stand and wait.

On the pavilion of the palace.

Wang Zhu knew that Emperor Xiu was very strong, and he also knew that Emperor Xiu would definitely be the first in this discussion, after all, this Emperor Xiu was the most important chess piece in the master, and there was no doubt about his strength, talent, etc.

But he was also surprised in his heart, this Jun Mianchen's talent was also very strong, this son was mature, old-fashioned, and observant, especially his eyes!

Wang Zhu stared at Jun Mianchen's meditating figure and frowned, when he fought against Na Russell and Di Xiu, the shadow in his eyes that he didn't know what it was, gave people an unfathomable feeling.

Jun Mianchen seemed to sense something, opened his eyes and looked at the pavilion, only to see the elders talking about each other, but did not find anything, and immediately closed his eyes again to recover his spirit.

Wang Zhu pretended to talk to Nong Taihua, skillfully avoiding Jun Mianchen's gaze, but he was secretly frightened in his heart: "This son has such an amazing perception, the old man senses it just by looking at him!"

The eyes of the Jing Pavilion Elder have been on Jun Mianchen, this is the first time he has faced this disciple squarely, at the beginning, Li Xiangling's intercession, Shang Xian's personal observation and other things suddenly came to mind, and the Jing Pavilion Elder is still a little trance.

This disciple he originally thought was very ordinary, but he was able to master a small water polo technique so perfectly, and he was slightly inferior to the emperor Xiu, who was rumored to be the reincarnation of the sword immortal.

As an elder of the Jing Pavilion, he had seen too many disciples come to learn the exercises, but he had never seen such a talented person.

He admitted that he had lost his eyes at the beginning, and he had to know that although it was only a low-level technique, he had to see who was using it, and some high-level people, even if they held straw in their hands, they could split mountains and rivers, and that was the real capable person.

Thinking about it, the elders of the Jing Pavilion felt more and more that Jun Mianchen was pleasing to the eye, and there was some appreciation for it.

Great Elder Li Xiuying didn't say anything to anyone, just sat in the second place and pondered silently, she didn't care about Di Xiu or Jun Mianchen now, she cared about her only granddaughter Li Xiangling.

As the Great Elder of the Cabinet and the first person under the Sect Master, she knows far more Mi Xin than others, and she always has a hunch that this is too one, and I am afraid that it will not be peaceful for long.

So she took advantage of her family relationship early and sent Li Xiangling to the Li family branch in the central domain, she didn't know if this move was right or wrong.

"Xiangling...... Grandma is for your good...... I hope you don't blame grandma ......"

This is also something that can't be helped, Li Xiangling is the leader of the Li family's generation, even if she doesn't send her back now, she will have to return to her own family after all in the future, and if she goes back early, she can get much more cultivation resources than the Taiyi Sect, which may not be a good thing.

But why was Li Xiangling so reluctant when he left, was it because he had feelings for Taiyimen? Or did he have feelings for someone?

Wouldn't it be too reckless to let her go back to Li's house so early......

The old woman had some self-blame and helplessness in her eyes, and she returned to normal in a moment.

The other two elders were in charge of foreign affairs and the mission hall, and they didn't get too involved at the moment, but they showed special attention to Emperor Xiu between their eyebrows, and the shock in their eyes when they saw Emperor Xiu use his sword intent just now was still a little at this moment.

......

On the mountain on the right side of the Yanwu Palace, there is a small platform, and there is a pavilion on the platform.

At this moment, in the pavilion, there are several richly dressed figures.

"This inner disciple is very extraordinary, I don't know how Senior Brother Yunyi felt when he saw this emperor Xiu. ”

A young man in brocade clothes shook his fan, with a graceful demeanor and indescribable elegance, and was pointing at the emperor who was meditating cross-legged.

A black-robed disciple standing next to the young man with a fan said with a smile: "Haha, what Gou Shao said is right, Senior Brother Yunyi is also a sword cultivator, and he successfully comprehended Yicheng Sword Intent a few months ago, and his strength is unfathomable, and he must be very interested in seeing this Emperor Xiu." ”

The black-robed disciples were a little flattering, and the other disciples around them also echoed, and it seemed that they were all headed by this young man surnamed Gou, and bursts of laughter spread far and wide.

These figures are like some veteran inner disciples of the Taiyi Sect, who came to observe this Dao competition.

Among them, there was a woman in red, standing on the side without saying a word, just looking at Russell softly, like a relative.

"That junior disciple named Jun Mianchen is also very good, and he can master the water polo technique to such an extent, which shows that his understanding is also amazing. ”

The young man who shook the fan commented again, and then shook his head again: "But compared to that Emperor Xiu, it is still a lot worse, and it is not in my eyes, and it is not bad to be a follower." ”

The inner disciples around him echoed with a chuckle......

The young man who shook the fan was very satisfied with the feeling of being held by the stars, and immediately pointed to Russell, who was meditating on his knees, and asked the woman in red beside him.

"Senior sister, that disciple named Russell is your sister, right?"

When the woman in red heard the young man with a fan say, she turned around and smiled, "It's my sister." ”

The young man who shook the fan nodded, shook the folding fan in his hand and didn't know what he was thinking, but he left with everyone, and glanced at Jun Mianchen's body when he left.

......

Great Elder Li Xiuying looked left and right, and saw that the time was almost up, so he glanced at the sloppy deacon in the audience.

The sloppy deacon immediately understood, got up and said loudly: "This martial arts exercise is over, Emperor Xiu is the first, Jun Mianchen is the second, and Russell is the third." ”

The countless observing disciples in the audience erupted into a powerful cheer again, and the sloppy deacon smiled and continued to speak.

"The martial arts discussion is over, the promotion of the inner disciples this time has come to an end, and Di Xiu, Jun Mianchen, and Russell will be promoted to the inner door from today! ”

With that, the sloppy deacon slowly walked off the stage and disappeared into the crowd.

The major elders on the pavilion were all smiling, looking at the dense crowd under the stage.

Li Xiuying stood up, walked to the carved railing, and spoke loudly.

"Today's discussion is very exciting, and I hope that all the disciples will work hard to cultivate, and strive to see your heroic posture on the martial arts stage next year. ”

The crowd erupted in cheers that shook the mountains and rivers again......

Seeing that all the links had been completed, Jun Mianchen opened his eyes, got up from meditation, did not stop long, and walked directly to the cave of the female disciple of the outer gate.

He was going to find Li Xiangling, even if he was sure in his heart that she was not there.