Chapter Seventy-Five: The majestic mountains of Qiankun are endless, and the slight Cheng Xi is scattered in the Qiankun Mountains that cannot be seen at a glance, and the towering Qiankun Mountains are like a giant dragon lying in the center of the Honghuang Continent, and the tall peaks soar into the sky. With a slight breeze, the clouds in the sky are dancing one after another.

The bamboo forest is accompanied by a slight breeze that rustles all the time. At this time, I saw a young girl sitting on a white boulder, the woman looked at the corner of the mountain gate in the distance, smiled for a while, and looked distressed for a while.

"When will you come back? How are you doing now? Do you know that there is still me thinking about you at this time!"

I saw that this woman was dressed in a white outfit, with black and black silk coiled around her small waist, and under the white skin was a very handsome little face, and a pair of charming eyes revealed a little bit of longing. In an instant, a trace of joy surged on the girl's face, it was so happy.

"Brother Qianlin, it's been three years! Didn't you say that you would definitely come back in three years? Why haven't I seen you, do you know, if you haven't come back in three years, I'll ......" The woman said unwillingly, she could hear her thoughts about Wenlin from her words, but she was a little unwilling and a little melancholy!

"Do you know, it's going to be a martial arts conference soon, why don't you 、、、、、、、、" said the woman took out a small red jade pendant from her arms, looking at this little jade pendant woman seemed to be thinking about something.

"Ask Brother Lin, do you know, I still keep the jade pendant you left for Yan'er, I will take it out whenever I think of you, hehe ask Brother Lin, Yan'er misses you. ”

The breeze once again blew in the bamboo forest, and the girl's green silk coiled up with the breeze!

"Master! There are still three months to go before the martial arts conference! Look at 、、、、、、、" At this time, a new face appeared in the Qiankun faction! I saw a man in his sixties in the middle of the Qiankun Hall sitting majestically at the top of the hall of the Qiankun Palace, the man was wearing a white and blue robe, his hair was a little gray, and the old man also revealed a bit of majesty. Sitting below sat several men in their forties, each dressed differently. They all have their own merits.

"Well, yes, it's been a lot of time, and it's been three years like this, but now it's 、、、、、、," the old man in the white and blue veil said to the men below. There is indeed some concern from the words!

"Senior brother, you see, it's almost the same now, this Wen Lin should almost come back, right! Just see what kind of cultivation he doesn't know what kind of cultivation he has become now?" said the old man in his forties who sat down in a black outfit with anticipation in his eyes.

Murong Yun said angrily: "Hehe, then it depends on this kid's luck, the Demon Domain is not something that ordinary people can clear, I don't think he will die!"

"Ahem, look at what you say, how do you say that!" the old man in white and blue clothes immediately replied, looking at this guy in front of him with some anger!

Murong Hua below immediately said: "Big brother, everything is unpredictable! You see that it is only three months away from this martial arts conference, you see this 、、、、、"

Hearing Murong Hua say this, he immediately stood aside, "Murong Hua, you can't be a little confident, not to mention that our Qiankun is still the number one big gang in the entire Flood Desolation Continent, you will only take other people's 、、、、、、"

Murong Tian said angrily: "What about the two of you, can you stop just bickering! Look at you one by one, I really don't know what to say about you, besides, isn't there still three months? What's the use of you arguing like this? Besides, don't we still have hole cards? really!"

"Murong Tian, you said you have hole cards?"

I saw Murong Tian on the side and said quietly: "Do you think that after your uncles ascended, they didn't leave such a thing? Hmph, it's really you alone!"

Murong Qing, who was sitting at the top, spoke at this time, "Brothers, don't talk about it, what matters now is the martial arts conference in three months, what do you think, the disciples prepared by everyone should be about the same!"

It is said that in the year after Wen Lin went to the Demon Realm, Murong Feng and several senior brothers broke through the last level of cultivation in retreat and cultivated one after another, and successively ascended to the Immortal Realm, which made the Qiankun Sect stunned in the entire Flood Desolate Continent.

Seeing that the elders of the Qiankun Sect had all ascended to the Immortal Realm one by one, the disciples at the moment were everywhere looking forward to the day when they could come.

But after Murong Feng and a few people ascended to the immortal realm, the good times didn't last long! In order to win the ranking of the martial arts conference, none of the major gangs were idle, just look at the previous few days, the Xiaoyao faction also gathered in an instant, and the major Xiaoyao scattered people also gathered together in an instant, an unprecedented gathering, but it alarmed the entire Honghuang Continent.

Besides, the strength of the current Qiankun faction is not as good as before, the head of the house is Murong Qing, Murong Qing's strength is about the late stage of the Dao Meeting, and the strength is about the highest in the entire Qiankun, it is conceivable that the current Qiankun faction is no longer the huge thing that Niu Niu was back then, and if it is not good, it is in decline.

Besides, in the current situation, the martial arts conference in three months, said to be a martial arts conference, is actually the time when the major gangs show their strength, and then you can see at a glance what kind of strength you have, so it seems that Murong Qing's face is not in a hurry, but he is more worried than anyone else, looking at his own strength. Now all Murong Qing's hopes can be pinned on his baby daughter, and besides, Yan'er's strength is also in the Dao period, if she exerts a little external force on her, hehe, that's.

A slight breeze rustled the bamboo forest.

"Senior Sister Yan'er, you are here, hehe, look at your haggard face, isn't it 、、、、、?"

Yan'er sat in the middle of the white stone and looked at Su Ye who was walking towards her in the distance, only to see that Su Ye was dressed in dark makeup, and her figure was abrupt and powerful.

"Hehe, it's Senior Sister Su Ye, hehe's nothing, it's just that I'm tired from practicing, just take a look here!" Yan'er said softly, looking at Su Ye who was hot in front of her from time to time.

"Hehe, junior sister, you see that you still don't admit it, you want to ask Senior Brother Lin, right?"

At this time, Yan'er's face was flushed, and it immediately appeared. Who let Su Ye break through his little thoughts with a single sentence.

"Senior sister, you're joking with me again、、、、、、"

Saying that, Yan'er walked down from the stone embarrassedly.

"Hee-hee, my good sister, who doesn't know, hehe!"

Yan'er's face turned red, "Senior Sister Su, you 、、、、、、、、、、" and ran out of the bamboo forest as she spoke.

"Hehe, infatuated little girl!" Looking at Yan'er who ran away, Su Ye laughed unconsciously.

"Senior sister, Senior Uncle Murong Qing called you, told you to go to his place for a while!"

Yan'er was stunned.

"Senior sister, I know、、、、" said Yan'er and quickly ran down the mountain.