The much-anticipated Dao meeting of the Ziwei Sect is finally about to begin, and this is a thing that is dressed up in the entire Central Plains Realm.

But after all, the Dao meeting of the Ziwei Sect was its own business, and after someone rejected all the requests of the outer sects to watch the battle.

On the day of the early spring in the mortal world, the Taoist meeting of the Ziwei Sect was held in the warm sun.

In fact, no matter how the alternation of spring, summer, autumn and winter in the mortal world is, the sun in the Ziwei Sect must be warm.

In the warm sun, the disciples of the Ziwei Sect were all dressed in uniform Taoist shirts, and they looked ready to go, but they were not going on an expedition, but just participating in a gang discussion.

Under the involuntary rectification, the entire Ziwei Sect has taken on a new look.

This is like a school with rules.

As usual, he stood on the steps in front of the Purple Pole Hall and began to speak.

"The first meeting of the Ziwei Sect was officially held today, all the disciples of this sect, please open your ears and listen carefully to every word I say next. ”

The words are still so simple and direct, without any roundabouts, just like the two broad axes behind him, and an axe is a move that kills people.

"Disciples, listen to the teachings of the real people. The dense disciples of His Highness Ziji replied in unison, and for a while, it seemed that the entire heavenly dome was shaken.

"The conference is divided into two phases. ”

"The first stage is mountaineering, and the second stage is preaching. ”

"The mountain you want to climb is the Tianyun Mountain you saw a few days ago, and if you climb halfway up the mountain, you will be considered qualified. ”

"As for the higher places, you disciples need to do what you can, and don't give up your life in vain because of your stubbornness. ”

"As for the performance, it is a one-on-one competition, and the two sides can combine it by themselves, and if there is no choice in the end, let me arrange it. ”

"Remember, the Tao is just a matter of learning from the same sect, so please distinguish between the importance of the same disciples, and don't cause bad results. All disciples maliciously hurt people, and the old man will have his whole body of cultivation abolished, his hands cut off, and exiled to the world. ”

"Except for those who have signed a contract of life and death. This sentence was said by others with Su Wu and Yun Liangji.

Every sentence that I can't help but say is very high-pitched and serious.

A monk who destroyed his whole body and lost his hands, and then was exiled to the world, living worse than a pig and a dog.

This is the punishment that cannot be helped, and under this punishment, the disciples who dare to violate the rules should not have it.

No disciple with a single body of cultivation is willing to be the mortal who was as humble as dust in the past.

Punishment by involuntary means, although severe, can be an effective method.

Fratricidal cannibalism is a very ugly thing, and although no one can come to watch the battle without friends, no one is still very reluctant to do so.

What he wanted to see was that the entire Ziwei Sect was united and solidified like a rope from beginning to end.

Only a rope that is so thick that it can be cut can withstand the test of time and never decay.

The rope of Ziwei Sect has gone through too many years of vicissitudes and has witnessed too many historical clouds, and it has long become a plate of loose sand.

It is not easy for people to think about re-solidifying this scattered sand into an impregnable fortress.

But he is already doing it.

Just do anything and it will have results.

Whether it's a good result or a bad outcome, at least there will be a result.

People don't just want a result, a righteous way that overcomes an evil way.

So he said loudly: "Disciples, start climbing the mountain, there is no time limit, you can climb halfway up the mountain, if you want to climb high, you will be responsible for any accidents." ”

The involuntary voice fell, which meant that this Ziwei Sect's powerful questioning conference had begun.

The dense Ziwei disciples are like ants crawling slowly, and like honey that pounces on the honeycomb.

If one looks down from a high place, one will definitely feel that the cultivators who are extremely admired in the eyes of mortals are so small, as small as moths flying towards the fire with their wings fluttering.

There are many moths that flutter their wings, but in the end, they are reborn from the fire and turn into an immortal bird that sings for six days, but there are often only one or two sparse ones.

The two immortal birds will eventually fly to the brighter sun, continue to pursue the light and heat of their lives, and finally fall again, along with their feathers and limbs, into the dirt, and disappear forever, no longer known to anyone.

After stepping into Tianyun Mountain, many Ziwei disciples only felt that the steps under their feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, ten thousand catties.

Everyone who stepped into the disciple was like suddenly pressing on a mountain, but no one bent down, they were the disciples of the Ziwei Sect, and there was no reason to bend down before they went into battle.

In the realm of Tianyun Peak, all the monks have become an ordinary person who is moving forward with a load, regardless of the level of the realm, everyone is now on the same level.

Except for Su Wu.

That crystal clear bead removed more than half of the huge oppressive force on Su Wu's body in an instant, and even so, Su Wu still felt that his whole body was suppressed by an invisible force, as if countless hands were pressing it to the ground.

But compared to the pressure on the rest of the disciples, what Su Wu was bearing could already be regarded as very light.

From now on, there shouldn't be too many people in the entire Ziwei Sect who will question Su Wu's strength anymore, let alone some ignorant disciples who will go to trouble Su Wu and Xiaoming.

Nie Yuanfeng, who suddenly went crazy with a gun, finally succeeded in waking up his gun, and it was impossible to be swayed by his gun from now on.

And the person who stirred the water into a muddy mess, but still no one could find out, this person was probably hidden among many ordinary Ziwei disciples, like a malaria that was constantly breeding and multiplying.

Tianyi Zhenren is still cultivating his own path in the meditation cliff, and he doesn't know when he will have to go out of the customs for the final ascension.

He hides in the dark, indifferently perceiving everything, silently, like eyes in the dark night.

Su Wu and Xiaoming finally reconciled and continued to cultivate quietly together, and they also had a new friend, this friend's name was Nie Yuanfeng.

After Nie Yuanfeng and Su Wu experienced a life-and-death dispute, they finally let go of the hatred that had been estranged between the two and became relatively good friends.

Dao Xisheng, who had walked out of the Great Dao River, had faintly become the strongest among the younger generation of disciples, and almost no disciples could survive the three swords under his hands.

The first Dao meeting since the opening of the Ziwei Sect was about to begin, and the heartstrings of countless disciples were very tense for the arrival of this Dao meeting.

Some people want to continue, and some people just want to be able to continue to stay in the Ziwei Sect to cultivate, catch the rich heaven and earth true qi in the sect to improve their realm faster, and make solid preparations for the day when they go down to the earth.

Under the discipline of others, the Ziwei Sect finally completely faded away from the lazy style of the past, and had a style that was still a famous faction.

Time passed quickly, and everything was in order.

It wasn't until the third day before the congregation that another person caused some small commotion.

A man came out of the woods.

This person's name is Xu Yu, and he is the third disciple of the Mayfly, and he is also the strongest of the Mayfly's own disciples.

This Taoist meeting finally brought out the last genius boy in the Ziwei Sect who had been in retreat for a long time.

The Whisker and the Mayfly are two insignificant beings with extremely short lives in this heaven and earth, and they are really a little incompatible with this pair of masters and apprentices with a transcendent realm.

Mo Daolin and Dao Changhe are also places where ordinary disciples would choose to be grounded, and these two places are too dangerous for ordinary disciples.

Although many of the disciples had never taken a step into the Mo Dao Forest, they all knew that there had always been a genius boy who had cultivated to the heavens.

Mo Daolin is not so much a bamboo forest as it is a sword forest, because every bamboo here is a sharp bamboo sword, and what fills the forest is a sharp sword qi.

Xu Yu was a swordsman, so this Mo Daolin became an excellent holy place for him to practice.

In this forest, Xu Xuan Pan has been doing it for five years, and in these five years, he has never touched a sword, nor has he touched a single bamboo, and he will always just sit silently, forcibly introducing the sword qi in the forest into his body, washing his bones and marrow, and turning his body into an increasingly sharp sword.

In the cultivation realm, this kind of body is called the acquired sword body, representing the peak physique of sword cultivation.

After meditating in the grinding forest for five years, he has now polished the acquired sword body to the point of perfection.

Every bamboo sword in the Straight Dao Grinding Dao Forest could have a strong resonance with him, and he was determined to go out of the level to compete for the first position in this Dao Society.

The two peerless young geniuses who used to move the Central Plains have finally come out one by one, and they are going to collide a little at the Dao meeting.

Many young monks in the Central Plains were about to forget these two legends that once represented the younger generation, and it was not until they were out of the customs that they remembered that Ziwei Sect still had such two legends.

In this way, Ziwei is far from falling to the point of being in the dark.

Xu Yu's exit is completely different from Dao Xisheng. His exit was on a lonely night, a rare full moon night in the Ziwei Sect.

Under the hazy moonlight, the once sharp and sword-like beard walked out step by step from the depths of the Mo Daolin with his thin body like a bamboo pole.

This is the shape of the acquired sword body.

Xu Yu's whole body had lost most of the water, and his internal organs had become very shriveled under the washing of the sword qi, so now he looked like an out-and-out unsheathed sword.

When this sword is truly wielded, there will be no other sword that has not been shaken by its edge.