The inertia of history, or the fate of the number, Zhou Bai still drew a bye.

Unlike the original, whether it is a bye or not, it no longer means anything to him, and he has no interest in the so-called "** mirror".

But Zhou Bai still wants to win the championship, this is Tian Buyi's desire, and it is also the cause and effect of this body and Da Zhufeng.

After all, he is Zhou Bai, not Zhang Xiaofan.

Seeing that Zhou Bai was a little in a daze, Tian Ling'er turned his head sideways and said to Zhou Bai: "Xiaofan, anyway, with your current strength, you will survive the first round like probing and fetching, otherwise... Just sign this to me!" The quirky expression caused several senior brothers next to him to laugh.

Zhou Bai smiled and handed the signing paper to Tian Ling'er.

Song Daren's face changed slightly, he looked around, and said in a low voice: "Little junior sister, don't mess around." ”

Tian Ling'er smiled "fluttering", as bright as a peach blossom, her cheeks were slightly red like jade, she stretched out her fingers like green onions, and flicked it lightly on Zhou Bai's forehead, "Fool, I'm joking with you." ”

Zhou Bai's figure was slightly trance, as if the smoke and rain were invisible, and he happened to dodge Tian Ling'er's fingers, and said with a smile, "I'm also joking with you." ”

At this time, on the elder's side, Cangsong Daoren frowned, and then said loudly, "Since the lottery has been completed, all the disciples will come to me and report their names according to the signature number, and then post it on the red list, and you will know who your opponent is." Now, I would like to give the floor to the senior brother in charge. ”

The disciples who were originally a little noisy heard that the head of the sect, Dao Xuan Zhenren, was going to come out to speak, and they all fell silent. Dao Xuan Zhenren stood up from his seat, walked slowly in front of everyone, glanced at the disciples, and then said, "Everyone, you are all the elites of the younger generation in my Qingyun Sect, and your qualifications and talents are all outstanding. In the future, the seats and elders of the various veins of the Qingyun Sect, and even me, the position of the head of the sect, are very likely to be filled by the best of you. ”

The Qingyun disciples shook for a while, and many of them had yearning and excited looks on their faces.

Xuan Zhenren smiled kindly, "Of course, if you want to reach this point and sit in the position of these elders behind me, you still need to work harder." ”

Everyone said in unison, "Yes." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren stroked his long beard, nodded, and said, "I, Qingyun Sect, have always been famous and righteous since the Qingyunzi Patriarch established the sect, and now I am the leader of the righteous path in the world. Under the party, the righteous path is prosperous, the evil demons retreat, and the world enjoys peace. But the remnants of the demonic path are treacherous and vicious, their hearts are immortal, and they seem to be ready to move over the years, at this time, it is even more necessary for us and other people in the righteous path to hold the path and hoe the traitor, so you must concentrate on cultivating the Tao and strengthen your mind, as long as we are strong and self-reliant, then there will be no gaps in the evil demons and outer paths!"

"In order to encourage the disciples of Qingyunmen to work hard towards the Tao and practice inspiringly, I discussed with all the elders here, and decided to start with this Seven Vein Martial Arts, and give a small reward to the final winner every time after the Seven Veins Martial Arts Test. Dao Xuan paused, looked around at the disciples in the hall, and said with a smile, "The prize this time is the '** mirror'"

There was something strange on everyone's faces, and most of them seemed to be secretly swallowing saliva, it seemed that the strange treasure was in front of them, even if they were cultivators, they would inevitably be greatly moved.

It is also said that whether it is in the martial arts or the cultivation world, any divine weapon and spiritual treasure can set off a bloody storm, and a person who cultivates the Tao is also a human being.

Dao Xuan Zhenren paused for a while, smiled and watched the young disciples discuss, and after a while, he said, "Okay, that's basically it, you go back and take a rest, tomorrow morning, the Seven Veins Martial Arts Competition will begin." ”

The Qingyun disciples saluted in unison and said in unison, "Yes, the head of the sect." ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded, "You guys go." ”

All the disciples gradually retreated, and only the Qingyunmen Seven Veins and a dozen elders were left in the main hall, Dao Xuan Zhenren turned around and smiled at those elders and said, "Senior brothers, you should also go back and rest early, starting tomorrow, there will be many competitions, and you need to worry a lot." ”

Some of those elders were full of white hair and wrinkles, and some of them looked young and tight, and they had skills in their faces, and at this moment they listened to the words of Dao Xuan Zhenren, and they didn't say much one by one, so they walked out one by one, and in the end, on the Yuqing Palace, only the seven veins of Qingyunmen remained.

Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly put away the kind smile he had been hanging on his face, his gaze swept over the other six people sitting on the chair, and said lightly, "Okay, now there are only seven of us." ”

Shang Zhengliang, who was sitting on the right side of the "Chaoyang Peak", frowned, "Senior Brother in charge, do you have anything to say to us?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded, his face expressionless, and said slowly: "I went to see Lingzun just now. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed.

Cang Song frowned and said, "I don't know why Lingzun is crazy?" The eyes of several people next to him also looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren in unison.

With a wave of Dao Xuan Zhenren's long sleeves, the pitch-black and dull fragments shook out of the sleeves, and they were adhered to into a broken sword in the air with spiritual energy.

"This is ......" Shui Yue's cold expression showed a hint of disgust, she was the most sensitive to the evil spirit's evil spirit, even if the black smoke in the fragment had dissipated, she still felt an inexplicable sense of rejection.

At the suggestion of Dao Xuan Zhenren, Tian Buyi coughed lightly and stepped forward to explain, "This is what Zhang Xiaofan under my seat picked up in the deep valley of the mountain behind the Great Bamboo Peak. Glancing at Dao Xuan Zhenren, Tian Buyi repeated the origin of the red jade broken sword to several first elders.

Shang Zhengliang's eyes became more and more aggressive: "Obviously, this is a plan that the Demon Sect has been planning for a long time. ”

Cang Song took a deep look at the broken sword suspended in front of him, and when he reached out to touch the sword body, he didn't find anything abnormal, compared to other weapons, the only difference should be that the material of the sword body is too special. It is not copper, nor iron, nor bones, wood, and stone.

Dao Xuan said in a deep voice, "Have you ever seen this sword elsewhere, or have you heard of the evil sword demon soldier named 'Red Jade'?" He had already tested it before he came in, and even the rare high-grade spiritual weapons of Qingyun Sect could not damage this fragment in the slightest.

This made him guess that if this sword was intact, the grade should be no less than that of Dragon Slaying and Tianya.

Several people shook their heads, Dao Xuan stroked his long beard, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The Demon Sect has been silent for many years, and it is no accident that the matter of plotting against Lingzun is not accidental. ”

The sky outside the main hall is clear, and the winter sun is warm.

Dao Xuan's heart was clouded with a layer of gloom, and he faintly felt that Qingyun seemed to have fallen into a huge whirlpool, and the slightest carelessness would surely lead to a catastrophe.

Thinking back to recent years, the poisonous prince who was in the limelight in the outside world and the ghost king sect who secretly accumulated strength.

Dao Xuan couldn't help but sigh, the vast land of Shenzhou that had been calm for a long time.... Chaos is coming.

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Cough... Ask for a wave of tips.