Yan was frightened, his eyes were full of tears for some time, his knees bent, and he knelt down for Li Zhichuan.

"Although I know that this trip may bring risks to Engong, but now that I can see it, I don't know if there is a chance to meet again in this life, so I can only take the risk to come. ”

Li Zhichuan sighed softly, "When I saved you back then, I couldn't bear to see the Yan family's bloodline incense cut off, and there were not many noble reasons. You don't have to. ”

Yan raised his head in shock, and the tears that flowed wantonly drew traces on his face, "No matter what kind of mind Engong has, for me, it is Entong reconstruction, the Yan family is full of three hundred and seven mouths, and finally a trace of incense is inherited, and for the Yan family, I will also thank Engong for the grace of protection." ”

There was a hint of reminiscence in Li Zhichuan's expression, "I think that when Ling Qingyun's command was full of talents, he was full of spirit, swept through the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, and once he died, he caused so many human tragedies, and the battle in the world was so tragic." ”

Yan was frightened and gradually stopped his tears, and sighed: "Ling Shuai's talent, the great hero who did not come out of the world, was calculated by that Yang Hao, it is really hateful. ”

Li Zhichuan got up and gently helped Yan Jinghan up, this old Taoist priest was even half a head taller than Yan Jinghan, "What should have been said has been said, let's go back quickly." ”

Yan was shocked and knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, and said: "Engong must take care, if necessary, you can inform the general's mansion, and Yan will die forever." ”

Li Zhichuan smiled slightly, "No, no." ”

The door opened without wind, there were no lights inside or outside the house, it seemed quiet and mysterious, Li Zhichuan took the hand of the wild goose and stepped out, and he had already arrived in the mountain road a hundred steps away, Li Zhichuan said in his heart: "Good boy, take care." ”

Yan returned to the house in shock, still a little surprised, his benevolent father, the Taoist master who did not fight or rob, and whose reputation was not obvious, was a great monk who was deeply hidden.

Li Zhichuan sat back on the futon and sighed in his heart, "Manpower is poor, and the destiny of heaven is difficult to violate." ”

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Zhou Mo sat in a room, his eyes were dark, and he was faintly lost.

Chen Qingfeng sat opposite him and comforted: "The Sword Sect's sphere of influence has been greatly restricted over the years, and some news is relatively closed. ”

Zhou Mo shook his head slightly, "It's expected, it's just that there are still some unrealistic expectations in my heart." ”

Chen Qingfeng thought for a while and roughly understood Zhou Mo's thoughts, "You're right, if you don't have news, I shouldn't have any news here." ”

Looking at Zhou Mo's slightly thin body, thinking of the hardships of him and Guo Youtang supporting Sixiang Mountain alone, Chen Qingfeng said: "You come this time, in fact, it is very risky. ”

Zhou Mo smiled nonchalantly, "If I don't want to die, I'm afraid they won't be able to kill me easily." ”

Chen Qingfeng laughed, "I forgot the comment that circulated in the world back then." ”

Zhou Mo said with a little exaggerated hatred: "I want to know who roasted me on the fire, and I have to take revenge on me." ”

Bidding farewell to Chen Qingfeng, Zhou Mo walked towards the mountain road under the leadership of a disciple, Chen Qingfeng stood at the door of the room, looking at Zhou Mo's back, admiring in his heart.

A talent like him, if he is willing to bow his head slightly to the Daduan Dynasty, he will be able to get Yang Hao to greet him, the situation is very different from the present, and it is not a fool's dream to revive Sixiang Mountain with supreme glory, but he is as smart as him, but he is still firmly guarding the ruins of Sixiang Mountain, like a stupid man who is struggling to support the building about to collapse.

"It's all your own choice, two senior brothers, I want to know your choice, I want to. Zhou Mo on the mountain road said silently in his heart, even if all the facts were telling him that Fu Lin and Cao Yelai were no longer there, he never thought that his two senior brothers would quietly dissipate into this world like this.

Zhou Mo looked at the night around him, it was pitch black, but a little starlight in the night could break through the obstacles and paint this beautiful light world.

So, he laughed silently.

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The Sword Sect has a special martial arts ring, which covers a wide area and is built in a comfortable atmosphere.

Chai Yupu saw the surrounding mountains and the huge platform that had been leveled out in front of him, and sighed in his heart that the foundation of the Sword Sect was indeed profound.

In the matter of sword cultivation, there is not so much red tape, and Chen Qingfeng announced the specific regulations of this unique sword crown competition after everyone arrived.

The Sword Sect has a total of twenty-eight registered disciples, and seven people will be determined through two rounds of internal competitions, and then one person will be directly nominated by the Sword Sect, making up for eight people.

The other families selected eight people, and the eight people of the Sword Sect made up the top sixteen, and decided the battle by drawing lots until the first place was finally decided.

When the news was announced, Yan Tianhan, who was watching the ceremony, stood up first, "The Sword Sect is high and bright, with such courage and mind, it is worthy of the head of the five sects!"

Zhou Mo, Li Zhichuan and the others got up one after another, and even Chai Yupu and Ge Xun had no choice but to pinch their noses and get up, praising the high righteousness of the Sword Sect.

The remaining big lords and the rest of the sects, as the elders of the Lu family took the lead, they also stood up and thanked Chen Qingfeng in unison.

Even Chai Yupu and others, who were the most difficult to deal with with the Sword Sect, had to admit that the Sword Sect was completely worthy of a high reputation in the setting of this link.

Even in the eyes of some fair people, the Sword Sect was almost self-defeating, and it was already very biased towards them as guests.

The Sword Sect's sword crown competition this time has almost become a grand event with the participation of the younger generation of the world's cultivation sects.

Chai Yupu wondered in his heart, could it be that this was another trick of the national teacher, who used some means to make Chen Qingfeng have to give in? If this is the case, the national teacher is really terrible.

Ge Xun quietly asked Chai Yupu in his heart, "Master Chai, is there any fraud in this?"

Chai Yupu said in his heart: You think everyone is as treacherous and cunning as you. But he still replied with his heart: "Everyone is watching, how to deceive, rest assured." ”

Ge Xun nodded, then he was relieved.

Cui Hong, the third elder of the Cui family, had not yet arrived in the Six Realms, and he could not communicate with people with the ripples of the heart lake, so he had to lean over and ask the elder of the Wang family beside him in a low voice, "Brother Wang, do you want to send a junior to try?"

An old man with a Chinese face whispered: "Go, why don't you go! ”

Cui Hong sighed, "It's a pity that I didn't bring any juniors out this time." ”

Zhou Mo sat quietly in the countless blazing eyes around him, thinking in his heart that the mystery of all this should be in the quota that was promoted by the Sword Sect.

Chen Qingfeng looked at everyone's expressions, his expression was as usual, but he smiled bitterly in his heart and recalled the scene in the presbyterian meeting that day.

One night a few days ago, when Chen Qingfeng sat in the ancestral hall and calmly said his idea for the design of the Sword Crown Competition, he unsurprisingly received the same objection as last time, "Are you crazy again?"

Even a few people who had been supporting him were puzzled.

Chen Qingfeng explained the idea in detail again, but still did not win the approval.

Elder Mo said menacingly: "The Sword Crown Contest has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there has never been such a thing, let them participate in the Sword Crown Contest this time, will they be allowed to practice on the mountain next time?

The spit sprayed sideways, but Elder Mo was still angry, and said hatefully: "Are you old and confused, or who gave you this idea, even a fool knows that this will not work." ”

Chen Qingfeng looked at his nose and nose, and a figure suddenly appeared behind Elder Mo and slapped him on the back of his chubby head, "You mean that the old man is not even as good as a fool?"

Elder Mo was directly beaten from the chair, and turned around angrily, "Who...... Ginger...... Uncle Jiang. ”

Everyone in the hall hurriedly got up and saluted in unison: "Uncle Jiang." ”

Old man Jiang walked to the middle, Chen Qingfeng wanted to give him the chair to sit on, but was scolded by old man Jiang.

He stood in the middle of the hall, restrained his cynicism, and asked sharply, "I used to come here often, but I shouldn't come now." So, I want to ask you, why is the Sword Sect not like other sects, the old immortal and the young are not up?

As soon as the words came out, some of the elders in the hall showed thoughtful expressions, obviously not thinking about this layer.

Old man Jiang pointed at Bai Qingyue, "You used to be the smartest in this gang, can you tell me?"

Bai Qingyue hurriedly got up, "When it is because I am worried that the elders will be in a high position for a long time, they will gradually give birth to a conservative and appeased heart, and at the same time, the new force will not be able to grow, accumulate resentment, and the two diseases will be combined, and finally it will lead to disaster. ”

Jiang Taixu nodded, "You are indeed smart." Bai Qingyue hurriedly gave a humble salute, not daring to be proud.

"Let's go deeper, give the position to the young people, what do we want the young people to do? When you will face such a day in a few years, how can you reflect on your twenty-year career as an elder of the Sword Sect, and what do you want to warn the juniors?"

In fact, those words, you can think about it earlier, and say it to your current self, maybe it's not too late. ”

"We hope that they will forge ahead, dare to forge ahead, and fight for the Sword Sect with the unique vigor and momentum of the new force; we also hope that they will be old and thoughtful, and use excellent means and layouts to solve all kinds of difficulties and challenges that the Sword Sect is facing all the time; in the final analysis, we hope that they can stand on our shoulders and do better, instead of lying in the shadow of their predecessors and thinking about how to protect their own one-third of an acre. ”

"Heritage and inheritance are not shackles worn on the feet and people can't move their steps, but should be a sledgehammer wielding in the hand that smashes all obstacles. ”

With these words, Old Man Jiang stepped out, his figure disappeared in place, and there was silence in the Patriarch Hall.

After a long period of contemplation, the topic resumed, and Chen Qingfeng's suggestion was quickly adopted, and with the improvement of everyone, some details were patched up more perfectly.

Only when it was decided to elect one person, some people raised some objections to Yunluo's name, but after Chen Qingfeng said that Yunluo had been in the mountain for a month and a half, and they were all learning swords from Uncle Jiang, these objections instantly drifted away with the cold wind outside the ancestral hall.

Old man Jiang stood in a forbidden place in the Sword Sect, in front of him were several clothed mounds, he carried a jar of wine, poured some in front of the grave, and then sat down silently and took a sip, "Today I went to the Ancestor Hall, although this is not in accordance with the rules, but who let you all go early, no one can control me." ”

Speaking of this, he was even more sad, picked up the wine jar and poured another sip, "Those rabbit cubs have no problem with their minds, but they don't have a good brain, they just want to get a trick to see and dismantle, and they won't break the game and flip the table, Lao Li, weren't you the best at this back then, full of bad ideas, so you didn't pass on some to your apprentice?"

It was destined to be unanswered, and the old man Jiang chattered here for a long time, and the wine in the jar was slowly drunk, and he was a little drunk.

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Yesterday, the twenty-eight disciples who had signed up for the competition had already conducted a secret competition to determine seven winners.

This competition was hidden by Chen Qingfeng, and the hidden thoughts that might exist in the Daduan Dynasty also came to an end.

Just when Chen Qingfeng was stunned, the seven winners walked into the ring under the leadership of Bai Qingyue.

Bai Qingyue said to Chen Qingfeng who was at the top: "Sect Master, all the seven winners of our sect who participated in the Sword Crown Competition are here, please ask the sect master to command." ”

Chen Qingfeng said: "We still have a candidate who hasn't been announced, right?"

Bai Qingyue said: "Yes." ”

Chen Qingfeng said: "Then let's meet the elders and talents from all walks of life." ”

Looking around, he saw a small group in the group of disciples, and smiled, "Yunluo, you come up." ”

Pei Zhen and the others naturally knew about this arrangement a long time ago, and calmly patted Yunluo and wished him good luck.

But there is nothing to worry about in his heart, because at least at this moment, Yunluo is better than them, and what these real geniuses are thinking about is how to catch up with or even surpass him as soon as possible.

But some people don't think so, Dai Longtao stood with Dong Shen, Yu Heng and others, the jealousy in his eyes was thick, and he secretly spat out, why is it not himself who is in the limelight in front of the heroes of this world, but this mud leg.

Dong Shen and Yu Heng glanced at each other, and there was heavy worry in their eyes.

For the heads of the various sects in the field, they were very curious, gathering for a long time, unheard of, and for a while, the sound of discussion and conversation suddenly began.

In short, all eyes were on Yunluo's body in an instant.

Yunluo tried his best to calm his expression, but he complained and was grateful to Old Man Jiang in his heart, so he had to make such a way for himself to make an appearance.

Chen Qingfeng got up and cleared his throat, "Next, let me introduce to you the eight disciples of my sect who participated in the big competition. ”

"White Song, Three Realms. ”

Bai Song, who was standing on the far left side of the team and was the leader, took a step forward and arched his hand in all directions, his expression cold.

Xing Tian looked at the figure, and a strong battle intent swelled.

"Cold ocean, three realms. ”

Behind Bai Song, a tall man, like Bai Song, took a step forward and saluted in all directions, with the same cold arrogance on his face.

"The disciples of the Sword Sect are really all ice lumps. The female disciple of a small sect muttered in a low voice.

Immediately, he was slapped by his own head and scolded in a low voice: "Shut up!"

The head looked at Chen Qingfeng, who was at the top, and his expression was uneasy.

Chen Qingfeng smiled at him, waved his hand slightly, and continued to read: "Qing is like this, three realms." ”

The third place was actually a woman, her expression was no longer cold, but some of the delicate and gentle women of Jiangnan women, smiling lightly and saluting around.

When Chen Qingfeng finished reading the seventh place, all eyes looked at Yunluo.

"The clouds fall, the middle grade of the two realms. ”

The hall erupted in laughter.