Chapter 170: Selection Conference

Raising his arm, biting his fingers, he forced out a few drops of essence blood and dripped them into the purple polar mixed thunder armor, according to reason, it was impossible for blood to be integrated into the armor, but soon a few drops of red blood with a little golden light were integrated into the shining electric armor.

With the integration of essence and blood, the purple Extreme Mixed Thunder Armor, which was constantly shaking and struggling, also quieted down, like a tamed sheep, at this moment, Zhao Jiuge felt more blended with this Purple Extreme Mixed Thunder Armor in his heart, and there was a trace of connection.

With a little excitement, Zhao Jiuge, whose right hand trembled a little, gently stroked the purple pole mixed thunder armor that exuded a purple-blue halo and electric light.

This Purple Pole Mixed Thunder Armor seemed to have spirituality, and with Zhao Jiuge's touch, the flickering electric light on the surface immediately stopped.

Looking at this domineering and mighty Purple Pole Mixed Thunder Armor, Zhao Jiuge unconsciously felt a little more confident, which was also an improvement in strength!

"Zila..."

Suddenly, as soon as his fingertips touched it, the sloppy young man's hand was bounced away, as if he was electrocuted, and on the surface of the Purple Pole Mixed Thunder Armor, the silver electric light flashed away. Watching Zhao Jiuge laugh at this scene, his love for this suit became stronger and stronger.

"This master can be regarded as an extraordinary performance, fortunately, he did not disappoint you, and he was a medium spiritual weapon, and he was also right to live in the purple pole stone and this inner pill. Ou Yezi on the side looked at Zhao Jiuge's stupid appearance, and said with a nose and a glare.

"Contentment, contentment, thank you, master, next time I will come to you when I refine the flying sword, and I will ensure that the materials are not worse than this time." Zhao Jiuge said respectfully and gratefully.

"Hmm," Ou Yezi nodded with the expression of your kid, but the next moment Zhao Jiuge's words suddenly made him smile angrily.

"But it's the same as this, there is no refining fee. ”

Ou Yezi's eyes widened, and he said sarcastically, "Master Ben likes your refining costs, as long as you bring more good materials." After a pause, he continued, "Besides, come to me next time and bring me some better spirit wine." ”

"No problem. Zhao Jiuge agreed with a smile.

Ou Yezi continued to take a sip of the wine in the gourd, staggered around and went up the stone ladder, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly turned around and Zhao Jiuge said, "By the way, this Purple Pole Mixed Thunder Armor can only exert its full power when you reach the Yuanying realm, and it has to be placed in your Dantian Purple Mansion to nourish it, and before that, you can only exert the power of the armor." ”

After Ou Yezi finished speaking, regardless of Zhao Jiuge's reaction, he continued to walk towards it slowly, taking a sip of the wine gourd in his hand from time to time.

Hearing Ou Yezi's words, Zhao Jiuge remembered it in his heart, but he still felt that Ou Yezi, who was more casual and like a drunkard, was much more handsome than the explosive feeling style just now, and at the same time much kinder, thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge subconsciously chuckled.

At the same time, I also remembered his flying sword, and it was about to be the selection meeting, and when he entered the inner door, it would be almost time to refine his own flying sword. It won't be long before he, Zhao Jiuge, will come here again!

Saying goodbye to the sloppy young man again, Zhao Jiuge left the Sword Casting Hall with the purple pole mixed thunder armor that he couldn't put down.

The sloppy young man who was left alone looked at Zhao Jiuge's back with some reluctance, and his expression was a little complicated.

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The time of cultivation passed extremely fast, since the last time he got back the refined Purple Pole Mixed Thunder Armor from the Sword Casting Hall, Zhao Jiu Ge had closed his door, quietly cultivating and waiting for the arrival of the three-year period.

A month passed quickly, and a few days ago, Luo Xie broke through to the early stage of the foundation building realm at noon and caught up with the tail of this selection conference.

Since Luo Xie broke through to the foundation building realm and was able to participate in the selection conference, he has resumed his fun-loving nature, and he hasn't seen anyone for a few days.

Today, it was the third year of entry, and when the morning sun shone on the entire Xuantian Mountain Range, the entire Xuantian Sword Gate began to get busy again.

Zhao Jiuge on the wooden bed opened his eyes slightly, retreated from the state of cultivation, three years passed in a flash, fate is impermanent, who would have thought that he could come to this point now, and now that he has been in the field for three years, it is time to decide his fate, Zhao Jiuge is not excited, not nervous, only a little bit of unexplained melancholy.

Three years passed in a hurry, thinking about the fact that he had missed too many things in the past three years in order to cultivate desperately, but there was also a give-and-take, and before he knew it, he had grown up to the present, and he also had a group of friends, Zhao Jiuge was confident that he was now in the face, even if he faced the other two peaks, or the new disciples of other sects, he also had the confidence to fight.

After sighing on the wooden bed for a while, Zhao Jiuge got out of bed, tidied up his clothes, a blue sword robe representing Xuantian Peak, and then went to Xuantian Peak Square, today, right there, their Xuantian Peak is qualified, and the disciples who have reached the foundation building realm will be brought into the inner gate to participate in the selection meeting.

It is said that it is an inner gate, it is nothing more than some peaks that he can't go to during his three-year status as a new disciple, and at that time, the disciples of the other two peaks will also go there.

Compared with the drizzle-like special training, this selection conference will be more lively, because with the growth of time, there are more disciples whose strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and they all have some opportunities of their own, and at that time, they will work hard for the future future, to have a good master in the future, to be valued by some great powers, and to get more resources.

With a look of anticipation, Zhao Jiuge piloted the 'Big Dipper Seven Star Sword' and flew towards Xuantian Peak Square, with the improvement of today's cultivation, the accelerated rotation of the vortex in the body, the short-term imperial sword will recover quickly after a period of time.

Xuantian Peak Square.

Compared to the overcrowded scene last time, today is much more deserted, not only is the number of new disciples of Xuantian Peak this time smaller, but even the onlookers are empty.

When Zhao Jiuge controlled the 'Big Dipper Seven Star Sword' and shone with a roll of silver aura, it attracted the attention of more than 20 figures on the field.

Falling to the ground, Zhao Jiuge swept slightly, and found about thirty figures, all of which were at least the breath of the early stage of the foundation building realm, presumably the people here basically went to the Inner Gate Mountain Peak to participate in the selection meeting today.

Luo Xie and Leng Rufeng were talking about something with a low smile on their faces, Zhao Jiuge didn't have to think about it when he saw this scene, Luo Xie disappeared in the past few days because of Leng Rufeng.

The two of them looked at Zhao Jiuge's arrival and wanted to move forward to greet Zhao Jiuge and ask about some of the selection meetings, but when they saw Zhao Jiuge walking alone to a corner of the square, they didn't leave.

There is a graceful figure in the corner, cumin, left behind and independent, it is Bai Qingqing in a blue sword robe, outlining her moving figure.

Bai Qingqing seemed to be in a trance, in a daze, Zhao Jiuge looked at Bai Qingqing's absent-minded appearance a little strangely.

The sound of footsteps instantly woke Bai Qingqing up, looking at Zhao Jiuge's expression was a little subtle, but after a slight skimming, he continued to raise his eyebrows and ponder.

Seeing that Bai Qingqing just glanced at herself, her eyes looked away, which made Zhao Jiuge, who came over with joy, a little embarrassed, seeing that Bai Qingqing didn't seem to have the meaning to speak, Zhao Jiuge didn't know how to speak first for a while.

Since the last time the two of them had ambiguous and physical contact, one night, Bai Qingqing has returned to that cold appearance, and it seems to have become more eccentric than before, Zhao Jiuge thought to herself, it should be something at home that makes her so annoyed, Zhao Jiuge, who was a little worried, thought of her powerful second uncle, and suddenly put her mind at ease, there must be no big deal with such a powerful second uncle, but now how can Zhao Jiuge, who is not very broad-minded, understand that a mountain looks at a mountain high, even if he is in a high place, he has his own troubles。

"It's so early. The short silence made Zhao Jiuge a little unsure of what to do, and he relieved his embarrassment by speaking.

"Hmm. ”

In the square on the mountain peak, the wind howled, blowing up the white green silk, and the chaotic green silk flew in front of her, blocking her face, and her blurred expression was a little unclear.

With his hand, he flicked the green qi blocking his forehead, and Bai Qingqing replied softly, his voice seemed to be a little hoarse.

Although he didn't know why Bai Qingqing had been a little weird all this time, it was like two people, but Zhao Jiuge still continued to speak, "When the selection starts, we will still follow the old rules together?"

"Good. The voice still didn't have much waves, and Bai Qingqing said quietly.

The mountain peak is still howling in the wind, and the sound of Bai Qingqing is somewhat muffled, and the green silk on his head is swaying and flying with the wind.

Zhao Jiuge suddenly raised his hand and gently pulled up the messy green silk for Bai Qingqing, and then suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and there was a purple hosta, which was gently inserted into the bundle of green silk for Bai Qingqing.

"This is the hosta that I used the extra purple pole stone to refine when I was refining my armor, and gave it to you, although it is just a treasure, not as precious as the one you used to wear, but it is also a part of my heart. ”

Zhao Jiuge said with a somewhat complicated expression, what he didn't say was that in fact, he asked Ou Yezi to refine a total of four purple pole hostas.

Bai Qingqing's somewhat confused eyes finally brightened a little, and he looked at Zhao Jiuge's face a little sluggishly, as if he wanted to remember this face forever at this glance.

"Isn't it pretty. Bai Qingqing asked slowly, with a far-fetched smile, and his tone finally fluctuated.

Seeing that Bai Qingqing finally smiled, Zhao Jiuge didn't know why he was relieved, and hurriedly teased Bai Qingqing while the iron was hot, "It's good-looking, of course it's good-looking, and I don't see whose head it's on." ”

Bai Qingqing glanced at Zhao Jiuge with all kinds of amorous feelings, I don't know what she would know, seeing Zhao Jiuge's gentleness in holding green silk for herself, listening to Zhao Jiuge's sweet words, her heart was inexplicably happy, and she swept away her previous sadness, but even if she was smiling now, her beautiful eyes always carried the unique sorrow of a girl.

Restrained his smile, Zhao Jiuge said with a serious expression, "Qingqing, no matter what happens in the future, you can tell me, although I may be weak now and can't help much, but one day I will be strong." ”

After speaking, Zhao Jiuge's body was filled with confidence, and his eyes burst with a resolute look.

Listening to Zhao Jiuge's tender and sweet words, Bai Qingqing was unhappy in her heart, it was a lie, and even the sorrow in her beautiful eyes gradually dissipated and turned into a moving brilliance.

It was enough to have this sentence, and suddenly, Bai Qingqing's smile was like a flower, extremely bright, and he didn't speak, just looked at Zhao Jiuge with quiet eyes, stretched out his white and tender jade fingers, and stroked Zhao Jiuge's face.

Silently in my heart, you promised me that one day you would accompany me to the thirteen states of China.