Early that morning, Han Sheng sat cross-legged under a tree, with a blood-red knife on his lap. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info his consciousness completely sank into the blade of the sword, and fought with the sword in the endless desert.

Dao Zun reversed his previous calmness, his body was covered with blood, and he gasped and said: "Boy, if you want to defeat me, your knife is not enough!"

Han Sheng was also scarred with an immeasurable knife, but he looked up at the sky and said, "Everything is possible. ”

Daozun roared, raised his knife and rushed towards Han Sheng. Han Sheng suddenly jumped to his feet and spun wildly in the sky, his sword even turning into a ray of light, which was unimaginably fast.

"Do you think this stupid trick is useful?" "Whoever will give you time to recharge, I will kill with one sword!"

The sword light was like a meteor, stabbing at Han Sheng's chest and abdomen. Han Sheng swung out a knife violently, facing the hard shock, Dao Zun sneered, suddenly shook his hand, and raised the tip of the knife towards Han Sheng's throat, and it reached the Adam's apple in an instant. Han Sheng immediately made a decision, dodged the knife with a twist, and slashed towards the waist of the sword venerable. Daozun rose into the air and slashed at Han Sheng, Han Sheng took a step to the left lightly and skillfully, and swirled around and cut at Daozun's throat again.

"Hell!" Daozun roared angrily, "Are you a?"

Han Sheng smiled and said nothing, swirling around Daozun like Tai Chi, the knife momentum was like a dragon tumbling, and from time to time he cut a hole in Daozun's body.

"Okay!" Dao Zun looked at Han Sheng's footwork and knife momentum, and suddenly laughed and said, "It seems that it didn't turn in vain that night, but let your kid comprehend the 'sweep' word!"

"Sweeping the word?" Han Sheng asked, but his movements did not stop for a moment, constantly testing the body of the machete.

Daozun didn't care about those knife shadows, and said: "Lao Tzu's slaughter of eight knives, there are a total of eight characters: sweep, split, dial, cut, sweep, press, chop, stab. You're a big deal of 'sweeping' words. ”

Han Sheng looked at Dao Zun in surprise and asked, "Do you still make up a recipe for your own sword technique?"

He always thought that Daozun's rough personality didn't bother to write exercises at all, and he just cut it with a knife.

Dao Zun said: "This was written by the head of Kongtong at that time, and he wanted to spread the knife technique widely, so he wrote eight tips to guide newcomers to get started." I thought it was interesting, and I wrote it down. ”

"So there is a novice entry?" Han Sheng said in shock: "I thought your sword technique was actual combat slashing. ”

"That's right," Dao Zun said confidently: "My sword technique is the introduction to actual combat, and these eight words are just a description and summary." I remember there were eight more mantras, which were well written, but they didn't work. The knife technique is punched, not seen. ”

What Dao Zun said was very reasonable, leaving Han Sheng speechless.

"Dao Xuan, it's time to go down the mountain. The voice of the head of Qingsong suddenly sounded in Han Sheng's ears.

Han Sheng held the knife and looked at Daozun, who noticed his eyes and asked, "Someone is calling you?"

Han Sheng nodded: "I have to go out, the head told me to go down the mountain, I guess it's time to start the competition." ”

There was a bloodthirsty light in Dao Zun's eyes, and he sneered: "I haven't seen you for 160,000 years, just let me see how weak the current immortal cultivation realm is!"

Han Sheng smiled faintly and said, "Maybe it will surprise you." ”

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Outside the main gate of Shushan, the sun is shining, and the colorful clouds are surging. A colorful Shenzhou appeared in the air, with a looming figure on it, flower petals sprinkled, fragrant. In an instant, all the disciples and tourists held their breath and looked up at the colorful divine boat sailing towards the Mixed Yuan Peak.

Mount Emei is coming.

On the mountain road of Shushan, dozens of people rode war horses, with hats, and rushed straight to the main gate. Everyone who saw them was trembling with a terrifying momentum, as if there were black clouds pressing down on the city's sea of blood corpses.

Kongtong Mountain is coming.

A flock of cranes appeared in the eastern sky, surrounded by auspicious clouds. On the back of the crane sat a group of monks in apricot yellow robes, who were holding dust whisks and meditating cross-legged. The simple and solemn atmosphere makes people feel calm and grateful.

Kunlun Mountain is coming.

At the foot of the Mixed Yuan Peak, the elders of Shushan stood in a row, and the head of Qingsong watched the three waves of teams, and when he stopped in front of him, he smiled slightly, and said, "Welcome all Taoist friends to Shushan." ”

The Shushan disciples on both sides of the road bowed at the same time to show their respect.

The four immortal gates gather in Shushan.

Han Sheng was also among the disciples on both sides of the road, and he also bowed and saluted. Therefore, I didn't see a thin young man sitting on his back on the crane in the middle of Kunlun Mountain, and he didn't jump down until he was called by the same door. And on the other side of the gate, among the bustling 10,000 monks, two men and a woman were trying to find among the disciples of Shushan. An old man looked at the team of the Four Great Immortal Gates with a smile, and the child he was pulling had countless stars twinkling in his eyes.

This is just an ordinary Xianmen rookie competition, but it is destined to be recorded in history forever and made countless descendants yearn for it.

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Han Sheng lowered his head, deducing his newly created move in his heart. Originally, I wanted to experiment with Daozun, but these immortal sects came too early, and I only had time to try one knife technique, and there was no experiment in fist and body techniques. Thinking that with just one type of spinning knife strength, he would beat the knife venerable to the point that he was bruised all over his body, and Han Sheng suddenly had a little more confidence in winning the championship.

"Senior Brother Daoxuan, the elders of Chiang Rai called us. Daoyun gently tugged at Han Sheng's sleeve and pointed to the south.

Han Sheng looked up and saw that the Immortal Sect Elder who had been talking had already gone to Mixed Yuan Peak, and the disciples of the other three Immortal Sects had also followed up the mountain. Only Chiang Rai remained in place, with his back to them, looking at the ethereal peaks motionless.

Daoyun walked to the front, Daolu, Dao Lin and Han Sheng followed, and when they waited for the Chiang Rai elder, Daoyun bowed and saluted, "I don't know what the elder has to summon me?"

Chiang Rai turned around and said lightly: "The boss explained, when you encounter danger in the battle, you can directly abandon the game." This contest is not for your level. ”

The four of them were shocked, and Dao Lu ate and said, "But...... This is the Xianmen competition...... The three of us represent Shushan!"

Chiang Rai said: "It is precisely because you represent Shushan that the head of the family asked you to give up as soon as possible." Among the contestants of these three sects, the lowest are Yuanying, and you are just Jindan, and you can't fight. ”

The three disciples bowed their heads in shame, and their hearts were full of pain.

Han Sheng asked, "What about our Yuanying disciples?"

This question has been hidden in his heart for a long time, there is no female disciple Han Sheng in Shushan who can understand it, and the elders are extremely paranoid about the disciple's cultivation. Don't say anything about love and hatred affecting cultivation, they even prohibit idle books, chess, cards, wine and meat, for fear that their disciples will not be single-minded in sword practice. directly led to every seven-vein competition, the disciples of Shushan were like crazy demons, desperately venting. Then the practice was steady and fast, and there was a lot of actual combat experience, so the Shushan sword cultivation was famous all over the world.

Chiang Rai's face changed, and he said coldly: "I went down the mountain to practice." In short, if you can't beat it, you will admit defeat. Even if you fight strongly, in addition to damaging your own cultivation, you won't be able to get better. ”

Looking at the four people who were dejected, Chiang Rai sighed: "Don't be discouraged, you are the pillar of Shushan in the future, and the head of the family is also afraid that you will be damaged." Maybe one day, just like in the last years of antiquity, Shushan needs you disciples to protect it, so protect yourself. Your battlefield is not a ring, and what you are guarding is not face, and we cannot let you get hurt. ”

"Yes. The four of them whispered.

Chiang Rai walked towards the Mixed Yuan Peak and beckoned: "Go to the Mixed Yuan Peak first and wait, once the competition starts, the monks will watch, and it will be difficult to enter the Mixed Yuan Peak again." ”

On the way up the mountain, Daolu suddenly said, "I can break the pill and give birth to a baby." ”

This thoughtless sentence made the other three look up at Dao Lu and were shocked.

"Senior brother, you're crazy!" Dao Lin glanced around and said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid of failure to break through and shatter Dan on the spot?"

Dao Lu said in a deep voice: "I have confidence, the fetal shape has been brewing for ten years, and it will not be broken or standing." Why do you have to break through in an absolutely safe environment? My Jindan Avenue is never afraid of any challenge!"

Daoyun persuaded: "The Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth is coming, are you still obsessed with fighting fiercely, is it appropriate?"

Dao Lu said angrily: "Senior brother, do you see me like this? I not only fight for the glory of Shushan, but also for the freedom of my little junior sister!"

"Little junior sister?" Dao Yun, Dao Lin, and Han Sheng looked at Dao Lu at the same time. Gradually, a smile appeared on Han Sheng's face.

Dao Lin said blankly, "What's wrong with the little junior sister?" He was a disciple of Dongzheng Peak, and he didn't know anything about the wind kite.

Dao Lu gritted his teeth and said, "I learned from Elder Qingbo that the little junior sister is getting married! The three major immortal sects all want to marry her, I went to the Ethereal Peak to ask the little junior sister, but she has already gone to the back mountain." I went to the back mountain to look for her again, and the masters and ancestors drove me out. I don't believe that the little junior sister will be willing to learn etiquette and marry someone, she must have been forced, I want to save her!"

"It's just your imagination," Daoyun shouted in a low voice, "Don't slander the elders of the sect!"

Han Sheng said lightly: "It's true to get married, it's also true that you don't want to marry, her jade spirit is still on me." Anyway, I'm going to win the championship this time. ”

"You ......" Daoyun looked at the calm Han Sheng and was speechless.

"Hehe, don't think about it, the champion is mine!" Dao Lu sneered, but there was a trace of warmth in his eyes, it turned out that this Dao Xuan was quite human.

Looking at the distant figures of the two, Daoyun sighed: "You are so impulsive, how can I be good?"

Dowling shook his head and said, "Senior brother, we can only go all out." ”

Daoyun smiled bitterly and quickly followed.

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At the top of the Mixed Yuan Peak, in the Shangqing Palace, the heads of the four immortal sects and the elders gathered together. The four heads sat side by side on the stage, while the elders and participating disciples were divided into four areas according to their sects and stood respectfully below.

Unlike the heads and elders who could listen to boring speeches like chanting scriptures with relish, the participating disciples quickly lost their patience, they were all proud of the sky, how many of them could endure such torture?

Soon the eyes of the disciples began to communicate and collide, and the young disciples of Emei were dressed in brocade and jade, accompanied by beauties on the left and right. In the teasing eyes with the senior sisters, he looked at the vacant seats in the Shushan area from time to time, and was annoyed that the disciples of Shushan had not yet appeared.

The red-clothed young man in Kongtong, with unkempt hair, like a fighting on the field, stared at the Kunlun disciple opposite. The senior brother next to him used his eyes to strictly stop his transgressive behavior, and he was not allowed to expose his murderous aura.

Kunlun's disciple was uncomfortable when he saw the eyes of the young man in red, and he secretly glanced at the senior brother. As expected, the senior brother, as usual, seemed to be listening carefully, but in fact, he had already fallen asleep, as evidenced by the hara on the corner of his mouth.

It's really boring, Jiang Lin glanced at the audience, continued to read the manuscript, continued to stare at the eyes, and continued to sleep when he slept. Why didn't the disciples of Shushan come? I hope that they have gone mad, so that they don't have to fight and go back to Kunlun directly. Master and Senior Brother promised to take me to the 100,000 Mountains when I went back, hoping that Brother Han and their lives in the 100,000 Mountains would be happy, and I don't know if he was okay after not seeing him for seven years......

A voice interrupted Jiang Lin's thoughts, echoing in the Shangqing Palace.

Daoyun said respectfully: "The disciple and the others are unexpectedly late, please punish the master." ”

Qing Song said lightly: "It's okay, go back to your original position." ”

For a while, these four Shushan disciples became the focus of everyone's attention, and their faces were as usual, and they walked towards the Shushan area.

When he was about to return to his position, Jiang Lin's trembling voice sounded: "Han ...... Brother Han?"