The boy is famous, it is the woodcutter who takes it for his health, and hopes that he will be healthy and healthy all his life, and the boy will be ironic when he wants to come, and the grace of his parents can not be forgotten, from his father's surname Ding, his name is Ding Kang.

"My name is Ding Kang, what is your name?" The elder was also the first time to see a young man speak, and he couldn't help opening his mouth, Ding Kang had not spoken for three years, and everyone in the sect thought he was mute.

"My name is Huangtian, the emperor of the three emperors and the five emperors, the heavenless sky. For some reason, the young man saw that the emperor had an indescribable sense of intimacy, and he had a strong premonition, as if they were brothers and sisters in his previous life.

Huangtian also felt the same way, but the conference was about to begin, the young man frowned deeply, on the one hand, he was longing for friendship for a long time, and he stomped his feet and did not leave, for fear that if he looked at Huangtian more, he would harm him.

The so-called fate is already predestined, there is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it, just like the alternation of day and night, the rising sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and there is no mistake day after day.

When the emperor saw Ding Kang leaving, although he was unhappy at the moment, he didn't have any hatred for him, so he had to play with other partners around him.

In front of the sunset cliff of the ethereal peak, Huayangzi, the head of Confucianism, stands here, and the purple robe and white jade crown show his graceful and luxurious posture. The people of the three sects saw that he loved purple and called him Ziyang Zhenren, but no one knew that his real name was Zhou Huayang, and his disciples also liked to call him Zilao.

Zi Lao sat on the futon, stroking the white jade qin, the ancient sound of Zheng Zheng floated in the mountains and forests, and the wisps of green smoke from the incense burner in front of him made people feel like falling into a fairyland in a dream.

Everyone was intoxicated by the sound of the piano, and when everyone was intoxicated, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. The pinnacle of the three religions began to preside over the conference, and the entire Ethereal Peak set up a ring according to the gossip bureau.

Dry, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Nankun, Dui, eight rings.

With a gong and drum from Mo Qingxian, a great disciple of Confucianism, the people holding the pair marks in the ring began to compete, one pair of five hundred, two against four hundred and ninety-nine, three against four hundred and eighty-eight...!

The contest between cultivators was judged in less than a moment, and the difference was already seen in the ring. The people in the audience applauded when they saw the trick, but Huangtian was not interested, and occasionally came to the crowd to watch, and finally ran to a few senior brothers to cheer them on.

The opponent Miao Qingqing faced in the first game was the favorite to win the championship in this conference, Xuan Jingjun, the second disciple of the peak of the Dao Gate, the Bitter Bamboo Dao Chief.

Kuzhu Taoist people are old-fashioned, bitter but not mean, and they are very stingy all their lives. is unparalleled in the world, and the apprentices he teaches are also dragons and phoenixes among people, and no one dares to underestimate them.

Bitter bamboo Taoist people don't know whether they were born with a bitter gourd face, or if they have gone through all the vicissitudes of life to become like this, and everyone who sees him feels that this person is frustrated, bitter and hateful.

Of course, the lack of the peak of the three religions is to understand the reason, and it is inconvenient to say. The so-called self-owned own difficulty, the bitter bamboo Taoist himself can't beat Zhengyangzi, but he is very much looking forward to this apprentice, especially the seven sons of Quanzhen under the door, each of whom is earth-shattering.

Xuan Jing is the second in line, a bitter bamboo true biography of too void swordsmanship, and there is an image of the Yangtze River pushing forward, regardless of the past, he realized the Jingxu swordsmanship by himself, and he moved quietly, and he was preemptive, and there were few opponents among his peers.

On the other hand, Miao Qingqing rarely fights with others, and has almost no combat experience except for learning from his peers on weekdays.

Xuan Jing's swordsmanship is good at defense, defending the middle and attacking, seeing that the other party has no offensive momentum, he took the initiative to ask for a move, and Zhengyangzi nodded and signaled for her to let go.

Miao Qingqing is like a dragonfly dotting water, her feet are full of lotus flowers, she moves like a dragon, and her body is erratic, so that Xuan Jing has no idea where to start for a while.

Zhengyangzi taught Miao Qingqing the three steps of Jinghong, she is a woman, if she has nothing, her strength is not enough, so she guides her with dexterity, Xuan Jing was shocked, but she ran into this opponent who is mainly Min.

Xuan Jing is fixed, the shadow sinks, close his eyes and listen to the sound of the wind, Taoism is to the five senses, shape, sound, smell, taste, touch, are different from ordinary people, Taoism cultivates the inner family mind, can close the four tricks and strengthen a sense.

Miao Qingqing's body is like a ghost, his steps are light, like a drizzle of Fusu, moisturizing things silently, Xuan Jing is not moving like a mountain, and there is a faint roar of a dragon out of the shallows behind the abyss.

Taiyuan sword out, the edge is fully displayed, but it is reserved, Miao Qingqing's toes are light, narrowly avoiding the sword, and a light veil on his body floats down.

"Qing Niang!" Huang Tian saw that Qingqing was falling behind, and shouted with concern, but others heard a change of taste, shook his head and sighed that such a young and beautiful woman was actually a mother, and they all showed incredible expressions.

"Huangtian, I'm fine!" Miao Qingqing was afraid that he would worry, so he put it down distractedly, the Taiyuan Sword roared like a huge wave, and Xuan Ling heard the child's words because of Guan Siqi, and knew that the other party was in the way, but he didn't have time to put away the sword, and everyone didn't want to look at it and turned their heads.

However, Zhengyangzi was calm, Miao Qingqing was like grass blown by the wind, floating with the wind, pressing his two fingers on the Taiyuan sword, and the whole person was like flowing water in the direction of Taiyuan, and he dodged it. Then the slender jade pointed at Xuan Jing's chest.

Xuan Jing also calmly put away the sword, knowing that if Miao Qingqing held the sword in her hand just now, she would be a wisp of her soul, so she was ashamed to admit defeat and walked out of the ring generously.

Xuan Jing didn't dare to look directly at Kuzhu, his face was always an expression, ready to be scolded, but the Kuzhu Daoist was indifferent, Xuan Jing left in a gloomy manner, how did he know that Kuzhu just didn't want to reprimand him in front of everyone, and lost his own façade.

Next, Zhengyangzi's four apprentices all entered the second round without danger, and after the afternoon, there were only 100 of the 500 people left, and some people were injured and the list of retirements became an odd number, which means that if there is another draw, there will be one person who can win without a fight.

Huangtian, a child, is also a child, and often appears next to those losers, pointing at them, saying that this is not right, that is not good, it should be like this, in order to be undefeated.

Those losers were already angry, and there were children fanning the flames in their ears, and they were actually ashamed to guide them who had been cultivating for many years, and they were so angry that they wanted to seize the emperor and beat him hard to relieve their anger.

However, Huangtian Xiao'er, his body is surprisingly fast, and he is even better than Miao Qingqing. Everyone couldn't help but marvel that Zhengyangzi deserved the reputation of the first person in Shenzhou.

Today's results are except for Xuan Jing, who was unpopular, and the disciples of the three sects have all entered tomorrow's competition without danger.

Ding Kang's Green Bat Sect also has two disciples who have passed the test, the reason why the elder brought Ding Kang here is to let Ding Kang cheer for the other party as much as possible, as long as Ding Kang helps, even if the other party's strength is above his own, it will be difficult to win, I have to say that the master of the Green Bat Gate is really high, and it is really a ghost talent.

At this point, Ding Kang became the mascot of Benmen. Sure enough, except for the three disciples whose strength was really weak, the two senior brothers who were still strong were all successfully promoted, whenever Ding Kang shouted and cheered for the opponent, those people always felt weak, suddenly their hearts ached, and they suddenly felt in a trance, which was really evil.

The emperor saw that all the people in the same door won easily, he was in a good mood, and he came to Ding Kang's side in a jumping manner, and the elder saw the smiling Huangtian who was also very fond of it, and saw that the emperor wanted to play with Ding Kang, and couldn't help but sweat profusely, and wanted to stop it but it was too late, this Ding Kang was a plague god, and contact with him would summon bad luck, he didn't want to offend Zhengyangmen, if the emperor's little ancestor had a mistake, it would be the disaster of the Qingbat Gate.

Just when the emperor was about to touch Ding Kang, the sky seemed to feel it, and the thunderbolt in the clear sky fell in the sky, Ma Zhengyang quickly picked up the emperor, and the thunderbolt split between the emperor and Ding Kang impartially.

The elder of the Green Bat Gate was silent for a long time, and the closest to Ding Kang was to block this thunder for Ding Kang, his head was smoky, and his face was actually soot, which made the emperor laugh. Ma Zhengyang also didn't know why the thunderbolt suddenly fell on this day.