"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and get everything ready, this year is the first thirty years of the Battle of the Dust, if anyone messes up this worship, I want someone's head!"

Speaking is the young Junjie who has re-emerged in Qingqiu in the past thirty years, there are many young people like this, they are all valued by Shuli, and the cultivation of the focus belongs to the current Qingqiu genius boy.

"Got it, got it, by the way, do we need to prepare any program for this pilgrimage?"

"Show?"

The genius boy glared at the other party: "What program are you going to prepare?" Let me tell you, this is a serious matter, we will do what is explained above, and also, the sword god cannot be blasphemed, and it is best to have few things to discuss in private." ”

"Got it, got it. ”

After the young man left, the Qingqiu tribe who was instructed said dissatisfiedly: "Why can they watch the Sword God up close, but we can't?"

He thought his whisper would be inaudible, but then a voice froze him in place.

"Because you haven't worked hard enough, to put it mildly, not everyone can get close to the sword god, and besides, you are new disciples in the past thirty years, and you don't know anything about the great battle thirty years ago, except for outstanding disciples, you are not qualified enough. ”

"Big, big girl. ”

The eldest girl is Qianlong, she has not changed her appearance in the past 30 years, but her temperament is more outstanding, if you have to say how outstanding it is, it is one, she is very similar to Ling'er back then!

The same indifference to everything, the same stubbornness and self-confidence.

Qianlong is one of the few geniuses who survived the Qingqiu catastrophe thirty years ago, but also because her relationship with Ling'er is not ordinary, since Qingqiu was rebuilt over the years, but all the characters who have a relationship with Ling'er, regardless of the height of cultivation, have received great respect, and this big girl is the highest respect for Qianlong.

In addition to Chitaki's strength being really strong, the most important thing is that she got Ling'er's sword.

That's right, this sword was once in the Dragon Palace, a sword that Ling'er instructed her, after Ling'er became a sculpture, Qianlong spent thirty years to commemorate Ling'er, so as to pick up this sword again, and practice to the peak, this sword is very similar to Ling'er's sword drawing style, so Qingqiu's disciples also have a saying that Qianlong is a descendant of the sword god in private.

Chitaki didn't say anything about this, only those who came to her point knew how terrible Ling'er's sword was, and only those who experienced the catastrophe thirty years ago knew how powerful Ling'er was and how terrifying this ten thousand worlds were!

These new generation of clansmen, they still lack strength, although Qingqiu is now developing under a high degree of tension, everyone is desperately cultivating, resulting in this atmosphere directly affecting the new generation of clansmen, but they still don't understand the horror of the year!

They still lack strength, but now the unexpected peace of the Ten Thousand Worlds, many forces are recuperating, there are few wars, and the list of immortals has not been updated for a long time, and Ling'er's previous ranking has not changed, and it is on the ground list, but everyone knows that this is just an appearance.

For Qianlong's words, the disciple who spoke turned red, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, I'm sorry big girl, I'm not, I'm not ......"

"I know. Chitaki waved his hand: "There are too many disciples of the new generation, and all you know about the incident thirty years ago is the rumors of the Ten Thousand Worlds and the rumors within Qingqiu, but as long as you work hard, you can not only understand the truth, but also have real contact with the Sword God." ”

"Is that okay?"

"Absolutely. Qianlong left a back, and the disciple who spoke looked at her back blankly, and muttered: "I want to work hard, Sword God, Sword God!"

The matters related to the worship were soon officially entered under the operation of many clansmen.

There is nothing on the top of the mountain where the statue of Ling'er is located, only a huge high platform in front of the statue, which is a high platform for worship and a place for Qingqiu's current competition.

But all the disciples who can come to the competition are the most outstanding clansmen in Qingqiu, and in addition to inspiring the clansmen, Shuli built this place in the first place, but also wanted Ling'er to see each generation of Qingqiu, although he didn't know if Ling'er could see it. The prayer is a three-bow process, and after the prayer is completed, a contest begins.

Knowing that Ling'er doesn't like those red tapes, everything is simple when the book is separated, there are no words, just silent silence.

"The worship is complete, and the competition begins. ”

Shuli sat under the statue of Ling'er, a row of seats was designed here, the ten elders and the strong people of Qingqiu are gathered here, and below the high platform are the people of the black press, each of them is quite excited, it is a great honor to come here to get in close contact with the sword god, and it is a blessing to be able to compete under the statue of the sword god!

The faces of each of them are full of the spirit of not admitting defeat, and in front of the sculpture, everyone wants to do everything to win!

Looking at the competition below, Shuli sighed lightly, and the great elder on the side said: "Fox King, the sword god has been sealed for thirty years, and there is no fluctuation of aura and vitality in the whole body, in addition to the reason for immortal arts, it is more about whether it represents ......"

Before the Great Elder's words were finished, the Second Elder Huo Lie spoke, although his tone was still not good, but compared to the fiery temper thirty years ago, he was already much milder at this time.

"Impossible, the sword god cultivates to the sky, and he gets the power of dust, even if it is a black hole, have you forgotten that time when the sword god took the initiative to fall and then be reborn?"

"That's the help of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, and now that the Dragon Palace has disappeared, have you ever seen them in the world?"

"That's... That's not necessarily, isn't there still a lot of miracles created by the sword god in the ten thousand worlds? Don't look at the fact that it's just a sculpture now, how many eyes in the ten thousand worlds are staring here, they are afraid that the sword god will suddenly appear in the world, if you want me to see, this world is sooner or later, and the moment the sword god is born again, the heavens and the earth will surely shake for it!"

"It's hard to say these things, but the sword god has always been the creator of miracles, I believe she will not fall easily, but this immortal art must be cracked by immortal arts, otherwise it will be actively disintegrated internally, and now the only one who knows immortal art in the ten thousand worlds is the Great Sage of Tongtian, but obviously, the other party has no intention of helping us, and no one knows what the state of the sword god is now, and we don't know what the consequences of rashly breaking the seal will be. ”

"Wait, by the way, Qiu Laosan, what are Qiu Ren and Ling Xiao doing?"

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