Dan Chenzi sat cross-legged in the room, looking like he had his eyes closed, but his tightly knit brows revealed his somewhat complicated feelings.

Yang Xiaofeng's matter is still clueless.

He talked with Li Changfeng all night, but there was no result of the discussion.

Yang Xiaofeng's significance to the Spirit Sword Sect is extraordinary, you must know that Ling Songzi has always cultivated Yang Xiaofeng as a successor.

But now Yang Xiaofeng's life and death are uncertain, which makes him go back and explain how to explain to the senior brother in charge.

There is still an hour before the sect conference is about to start, if there is no news of Yang Xiaofeng, I am afraid it will be a little difficult for the Spirit Sword Sect to achieve a good result this time.

If Yang Xiaofeng was here, with his current strength, among the younger generation, there seemed to be no one else except for Qin Chuan of the Yuntian Sect who could compete with him.

However, the current situation is that Yang Xiaofeng is not there, and it seems a little reluctant to achieve a good result only with the strength of Jinghua and others in the later stage of foundation building.

"Uncle Shi, it's time for us to leave. ”

Outside the door, Jinghua and others have been waiting for a long time.

"Hmm!"

Dan Chenzi went out and faced everyone, without mentioning Yang Xiaofeng's matter at all, but just said lightly.

"Let's go to the convention first. ”

Dan Chenzi walked in front of everyone, holding his hands behind his back, and his mood seemed to be a little heavy.

Su Xiaoling is so smart, she already understands nine times out of ten when she sees that Dan Chenzi didn't mention Yang Xiaofeng.

It seems that yesterday's investigation did not get a trace of news about Yang Xiaofeng.

"Could it be that Senior Brother is really ......?"

Su Xiaoling didn't dare to think about it further, she couldn't accept that result.

However, the top priority is to represent the Spirit Sword Sect in the sect conference, no matter how many negative emotions you have, at this moment, you must hide them.

This is what Yang Xiaofeng taught her, and she also promised Yang Xiaofeng that if she encounters difficulties in the future, she will definitely do so.

It's only now that she realizes how difficult it is to really do it.

Despite saying that, Su Xiaoling still forcibly controlled his emotions, making him look less sad.

Let's say that everyone came to the place where the sect conference was held.

As the saying goes, there are 100 schools of immortals, although it is an exaggeration to say this, but it also shows that there are many sects in these mountains.

Although many immortal sects do not often contact each other on weekdays, they are in the same spirit, because they have a common enemy-the Rakshasa Sect.

Most of the followers of the Rakshasa Sect are scattered cultivators, they have no sect or sect, and they rely on some opportunities and their own strength to go all the way.

Originally, when the Rakshasa Sect was founded, it was just to provide a better cultivation environment and shelter for many scattered cultivators, but when the third sect leader took charge, everything changed.

This sect leader was expelled from the sect by a certain sect, because he saved the second sect leader who was besieged by many demon beasts at that time, and was brought back to the Rakshasa Sect by the second sect leader at that time.

Seeing that he was quite talented, the sect leader taught him all his strength, and passed on the position of sect leader to him when he was dying.

When a person's power is greater to a certain extent, his heart will change, which is unavoidable for most people.

After all, not everyone is a sage.

The man remembered the humiliation of being expelled from the sect of the sect back then, and took revenge in his heart, and led a group of disciples to wash the sect of the year in blood.

Since then, the Rakshasa has been regarded as an outlier by all the sects, and everyone has been punished for it.

This sect conference, firstly, is to provide a platform for the younger generation to show themselves, and secondly, it is also to show their strength and deter evil demons.

There are so many sects in this sect, even if only a few representatives are sent, there are four or five hundred people, and the exchanges between cultivators are different from ordinary people using swords and guns. The natural site also needs to have a certain area.

Li Changfeng thought about it, so he settled on a lawn outside Suowu Town.

In the center of the lawn was a marble ring that was four feet long and five feet high.

Tables, chairs and benches had already been set up around the ring, and it was obvious that it had taken a lot of effort.

By the time everyone arrived, it was already three poles in the sun.

"Fellow Daoists!"

Li Changfeng stood on top of the ring, blessed with spiritual power when he spoke, and his already thick voice resounded between this heaven and earth.

"This sect conference was held in my Wuyin Gate, and I feel honored by Li. ”

"Many Taoist friends came to my small fog hidden door, which added a bit of brilliance to this door. ”

"Here, I, Li Changfeng, thank you. ”

Li Changfeng stood in the ring and bowed his hands.

"Where is the Spirit Sword Gate, why don't you see that Yang Xiaofeng?"

Yun Tianzong and the Spirit Sword Gate sat opposite each other, and Qin Chuan, who had been standing behind Chen Tianlang, found that there was no Yang Xiaofeng among the people in the Spirit Sword Gate.

"Could it be that he doesn't dare to come and compete with me?"

Qin Chuan couldn't help but ask.

If he knew about Yang Xiaofeng, he would definitely feel sorry for him, because in life, he rarely met one or two real opponents.

In Qin Chuan's heart, Yang Xiaofeng has the qualifications to be his opponent.

Even if the two of them only fought for a short time.

But now he didn't even see Yang Xiaofeng's shadow inside the Spirit Sword Gate.

This couldn't help but make him a little disappointed, and in addition to disappointment, he was more disdainful.

"Looks like I'm thinking highly of him. ”

Qin Chuan thought so.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the rules of this sect conference are the same as in previous years, draw lots to decide their opponents, and the winner will enter the next round, and the draw will start now. ”

As is customary, there is a referee in the ring.

In fact, in such a competition, the existence of referees is of little significance. After all, in the ring, the two sides face off against each other, and they can use any means to show them, and there is no such thing as a "foul". As for winning or losing, as long as one side leaves the ring, it is considered a loss.

There are many ways to "leave", such as falling down, being thrown out, or jumping off your own initiative.

There is also a special way to decide the outcome of the battle, which is that one side of the battle is beaten alive by the other side.

When people are dead, can't they tell the winner?

The sect conference is not only about victory and defeat, but also about life and death.

And everything that happens in the ring, including killings, the referee doesn't care, only when one side leaves the ring and the other pursues.

Of course, if there is no deep hatred, there may be another purpose. After knocking out an opponent, he generally does not kill a person.

Because once life and death meet, they will form an undying enmity with each other.

The competition was carried out in an orderly manner, and most of the representatives of the various sects sitting on the sidelines closed their eyes and were ready to play at any time.

Soon, the lottery ceremony began, and all the members of the three representative groups drew lots, and then went to the corresponding ring to compete.

To be honest, there really wasn't much to see in today's games.

Because the conference lasted for nearly three days, most of the competitions on the first day were two people with very different strengths.

It didn't take long for Qin Chuanxiang, who was the first to compete on stage, to blast his opponent out of the ring with a sharp swordsmanship.

It only takes a few breaths.

Then there is Jinghua, which is also only one move, and then Sun Jun, who is even more ferocious, only half a move, the opponent was shocked, and quickly jumped out of the ring.

Such a thunderous start made all the audience stunned.

The disciples of the three small sects, although their strength is not good, but at least they also have the cultivation of building a foundation, but in the face of Shang Qinchuan, they were defeated, and they couldn't even parry for a round.

Qin Chuan didn't say it for the time being, after all, he had a Jindan-level cultivation, and it was reasonable to kill the other party in one move.

But Jinghua and the others, but they are only building a foundation for cultivation, and most people should experience a duel of equal strength in the face of opponents with the same cultivation, but when it comes to them, it is contrary to common sense.

Although the performance of Qin Chuan of the Cloud Heaven Sect was eye-catching, many disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were not far behind.

"In the next game, Yang Xiaofeng of the Spirit Sword Gate will face Shaozhou of the Tiandu Gate!"

Hearing Yang Xiaofeng's name, everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect was like being struck by lightning, and they suddenly remained motionless.

"What's going on?"

Dan Chenzi asked.

"It seems that I wrote my brother's name on the list before. ”

Su Xiaoling said.

"Nonsense!"

"The man is coming?"

Hearing Yang Xiaofeng's name, Qin Chuan was a little excited, like a hunter who had been waiting for a long time and the prey was finally about to fall into his trap.

"Where is Yang Xiaofeng of the Spirit Sword Sect?"

The referee in the ring shouted loudly.

"Danchenzi Daoyou, where is Yang Xiaofeng of your Spirit Sword Sect?"

"This ...... I ......"

At this time, Dan Chenzi was also a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

"Spirit Sword Sect Yang Xiaofeng is here!"

Click!

A long black sword fell from the sky, and with it, a young man dressed in white.

The young man's hairband tied with his hair fluttering in the wind, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, one person and one sword, just like a person in a painting.

"Big brother!"

Su Xiaoling and the others were all taken aback.

"It didn't disappoint me!"

Looking at Yang Xiaofeng on the stage, Qin Chuan showed a very satisfied smile.

"It's finally time to catch up!"

Yang Xiaofeng breathed a long sigh of relief.

"If it weren't for me, would you have been able to come back so quickly?"

"You're embarrassed to say, and I don't know who transferred me to some unknown ghost place three times in a row. ”

"Let's talk about what I'm talking about, let me settle the matter in front of me first. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm late, something is delayed on the way. ”

Yang Xiaofeng said to the referee.

"Now that both of you are ready, let's start the game!"

The referee leapt and flew into the air.

Here he can see everything in the ring, and if there is any emergency, he can also rescue him at the first time.

After all, the significance of the Zongmen Conference is to provide a platform for the younger generation to show themselves, not to see each other in the ring.

Although it is true that it is allowed to see life and death at the conference, but cultivators always value harmony, and besides, the hundred schools of the Immortal Sect are in the same spirit, no matter whose disciple unfortunately loses his life in the competition, it is a loss.