Outside the Yingxu Palace, the Qiong Pavilion of the Immortal Mountain, the clouds and mist are swirling, the purple gas comes from the east, the flying turbulence is vented down from the nine heavens, and it converges in the curved water on the ground, surrounded by Yingying, and gathers into a pool. The white mist on the pond is churning, the flowers are falling on the water, and the blue light lingers. In addition, the immortals of various sects and factions gathered, and for a while, on the floating platform in the sky, under the blue light, the sword flew, and the feather coat flew, which was very good-looking.

After the three bells rang, each immortal gate was in its own formation, sitting in a precarious position, standing solemnly. Various colors converge and gather in mid-air, which is not an ordinary scenery. Under the floating platform, more than 300 disciples of Qingyin Palace wore long swords on their waists, and the bones of the fairy wind were standing between the curved waters.

In the Yingxu Palace, Qing Xuan has come here since the first bell rang. Thinking of such a big event like this in the past, the Lord of the Mo Palace will definitely come here early, and he will not lose his prestige, but this will ...... It's kind of weird. Seeing that Qingyin's sword discussion was about to begin, Qingxuan had no choice but to go out first to preside over the overall situation.

Qing Xuan stood on the central floating platform, and Yan Cao was dressed in Xuan clothes, heroic and compelling, standing on Qing Xuan's side. Qingxuan coughed lightly, and the sound came out, and the majestic voice clearly spread throughout Qingyin:

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's Qingyin Sword is different from previous years. This time, the disciples will compete on the ninth-order floating platform, starting from the first order, placing the spirit bead in the curved water, and the spirit bead flowing into the pool, then the competition will end. The one who is on high wins. ”

As soon as Qing Xuan's voice fell, Yan Cao was instructed, took a few steps forward, stood on the edge of the floating platform, and the immortal power condensed between his hands, and he saw that above the curved water, the nine-step floating platform began to appear layer by layer, sinking and floating in the white mist.

"So now, the Qingyin Sword is officially ......"

"Eh, Qing Xuan Immortal Monarch, didn't you say that His Majesty the Heavenly Monarch was going to visit today, why didn't you see anyone?

The speaker, Han Feng, is about 800 years old, and he is the head of the Xuanji Sect, the second major sect of cultivating immortals, and he is also the father of Han Yu. His internal strength is profound, his cultivation is extremely high, he is high-profile, pedantic and old-fashioned, but he treats the disciples in the door very well, and he does not provoke right and wrong at will, and his life is stable. It's just that Qingyin Palace is the first major sect, and this battle between the open and the secret is naturally indispensable. But on the surface, the hundred schools of Xianmen are still headed by Qingyin Palace, and the master of Qingyin Palace Mo Palace is respected, and they are united and live in harmony.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm late. ”

As soon as Han Feng's words fell, he heard a Lang Run's voice and internal force not far away, coming from outside the clouds, and everyone was shocked and looked towards the source of the sound.

But I saw a man in white slowly descending from the sky, his eyebrows were elegant and light, as if he had rubbed into the breeze, his temperament was dusty but not tacky, his light-colored eyes were tinged with a faint warmth, and when he raised his eyes, it seemed to blow off the peach blossoms; Mo said that it was a woman, and the men present were also a little stunned.

The Heavenly Monarch is 18,300 years old so far, but he is still a young man, which shows that his cultivation is profound. He has been in charge of the Six Realms for more than 10,000 years, and although he has often been in retreat, all the affairs of the Six Realms are under his control. Known as the name of generosity and benevolence, it is as warm as jade, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

He stood on the floating platform where Qing Xuan was, stood with his hands in his hands, and bowed slightly to the immortals.

"Tianjun is here, I have missed the welcome, please forgive me. ”

When everyone heard the voice, they knew that it was Mo Siqing, the master of Qingyin Palace, who had arrived, and they all got up to greet each other.

But seeing that Mo Siqing is also dressed in white, like bathing in the moonlight, like picking up white frost, holy and noble, lonely and proud of the world, self-contained, people should not approach, everywhere is cold, and the world is discolored.

The woman he was holding was stunning in purple, unparalleled in the world. There seem to be stars in the eyes, but they are faint and not close to people, floating out of the dust, and do not eat fireworks.

Mo Siqing and Luo Yaozhan also stopped on this floating platform, and saluted to Cang Yan, Qing Xuan, and all the immortals. All of them are in place. Mo Siqing, Luo Yaozhan and Qing Xuan sat on the left and right sides of Mo Siqing respectively, while Cang Yan arranged a floating platform to watch separately, on the left side where Mo Siqing was. Seeing this, Mo Siqing said lightly:

"You've been waiting for a long time, and the Qingyin Sword Discussion will begin now. ”