"Wind and Thunder Baojian!" The words fell, and the audience fell into a deathly silence. It was a long time before a deafening cheer suddenly erupted in the crowd!

"Wind and Thunder Treasure, what kind of treasure is that?" asked Fan Fan as he lowered his voice and faced Chen Qingyun. Chen Qingyun pondered for a moment and said, "This Wind and Thunder Treasure is a magic weapon that the three ancestors of this sect refined 1,500 years ago. Not only does it have the power of wind and thunder, but the treasure mirror is also made of the essence of hardware, which can reflect almost any five elements of magic in the world. Senior brother, you think, most of the spiritual roots of the world are within the five elements of the spiritual roots, and the spells they use are naturally inseparable from the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. This wind and thunder treasure envoy will come out, and he is really invincible, and no one can stop him. At the same time as this Wind and Thunder Treasure Sword, there are also two magic weapons, the Chixiao Sword and the Dragon Binding Rope. Relying on these three magic weapons, the ancestor of this sect opened a sect in this Shangqing Mountain, becoming a rare famous sect in the world. Hearing this, Ping Fan nodded, and said, "I know this." Any sect in this world, as long as there is a Yuan infant senior, it can immediately become a first-class cultivation sect. Back then, there were three ancestors in the infancy of this sect, no wonder it was so beautiful. ”

Chen Qingyun said: "Who says it's not? It's just that as the saying goes, no one is good, and no flower is red." The next thing that happened was something that no one could have expected. As he spoke, he suddenly sighed and continued: "Until three hundred years ago, there was a side door cultivator who claimed to be Yu Zhenzi, and suddenly broke into the mountain gate to compete with the three masters of the sect. That Yu Zhenzi is unknown, so everyone didn't take him seriously. Seeing that he was crazy, several uncles and uncles in the Jindan period stepped forward to stop him, but they were all seriously injured by this jade Zhenzi raising his hand. At this time, everyone realized that this old Dao, who did not look amazing, was actually a rare Yuan Infant Stage Loose Cultivator. Fortunately, although he shot hard, he didn't hurt people's lives, and Yu Zhenzi's move was to force the three ancestors to compete with him. When Ping Fan heard this, he was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "Yu Zhenzi, Yu Zhenzi! Could it be that the master I buried in the back mountain?"

At this time, the three ancestors could no longer shirk the blame, so they had to order someone to carry those uncles down and take on the challenge. That Yu Zhenzi was very arrogant, and even proposed to fight three with one. The three ancestors remembered that he was a member of the Daomen, and when they made a move, they left some strength and did not want to hurt his surname. When Ping Fan heard this, he hurriedly asked, "What happened later?"

Chen Qingyun frowned and said: "Who knows that this person doesn't know what to do, not only is he not grateful, but he blames the three masters for looking down on him, and when he does it, it is all a ruthless trick to take people's surnames." A master ancestor was caught off guard, and he sacrificed the Pure Yang Purple Fire Sword, and the sword was cut into ashes, but it was a pity that even Yuan Ying couldn't escape. ”

"The dust son sneaked up on it, snatched the ancestor's Chixiao sword, and used the pure yang purple fire sword to kill the other two ancestors. Unexpectedly, these two ancestors came to be on guard, and secondly, they had a deep friendship with the innocent ancestor who died, and in a fit of rage, they each sacrificed their magic weapons and fought with the jade Zhenzi. These three are all masters of the Yuan Infant Period, and all of them have the ability to move mountains and seas. After this vicious fight, not only did the disciples of this sect suffer countless casualties, but also flattened the top of the Shangqing Mountain. When Ping Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be excited and scared, and thought: "It turns out that Master Yu Zhenzi is indeed the senior who is buried in the back mountain. As for the red sky, I'm just afraid...... I'm afraid that most of it was the master who got it from that master. I saw that it was in tatters, and it didn't seem to be of much use, but it turned out to be so big. Well, since this sword is a treasure of the sect, I will never use it at will. If it is discovered by any of the seniors, not only will this sword be difficult to protect, but I am afraid that I will be even more worried about my life. Thinking of this, Ping Fan sighed softly and asked, "Third Senior Brother, what happened later?"

Chen Qingyun shook his head and sighed, "Later...... Later, the three of them had a vicious fight, and the two ancestors were seriously injured and died, and even the Wind and Thunder Baojian was hit by the scattered earth splitting beads, and the mirror and the earth splitting beads were damaged at the same time. Later, although the Wind and Thunder Treasure was reforged, it also fell one level because of this, and became an extremely powerful top-level magic weapon. After this battle, the whereabouts of that jade Zhenzi are unknown. I remember that at that time, many uncles and uncles were afraid that he would retaliate afterwards and secretly fled the sect, and there was even a small turmoil in the sect because of this. Pingfan casually asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Qingyun's face changed slightly, and he didn't answer, and said for a long time: "It wasn't until one hundred and fifty years ago that Master Qingxu was elected by everyone to be the head of this sect because of his extraordinary cultivation and excellent popularity. Because of the friendship between this faction and the three factions of Shushan, Emei, and Qingcheng, the mountain gate was not taken away by others. Speaking of which, the head of the master is really a great contribution. As for the predecessor of Yu Zhenzi, I have not heard of the whereabouts of Yu Zhenzi in the past few hundred years, presumably ...... Well, I guess I won't come back. After a pause, Chen Qingyun's face suddenly turned grim, and he said in a deep voice: "Seventeen, although you are a disciple of this sect, there are some things that you still don't know. Knowing too much is not good for yourself. When Ping Fan heard the warning in his words, his heart couldn't help but jump suddenly, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, Seventeen doesn't ask." Seeing this, Chen Qingyun waved his hand and said, "Okay, this matter will be stopped." Go back to your seat, we'll have a competition later!" Ordinary replied, turning and retreating.

After a while, Ping Fan secretly thought: "The third senior brother just talked about the civil strife, why did he suddenly stop talking about it? In this gate, the inner gate is divided into two branches, the Bodhi Yuan and the Muni Hall, what is that for? This sect is called Shangqing Palace, what does it have to do with the Shangqing faction?"

Just as he was thinking about it, a clear voice suddenly came from the stage and said: "The competition of the outer three doors, the first one begins: Chu Hongliu of the Golden Sword Gate will face Qin Lie of the One Word Hui Sword Gate!" The fat man who made the knife must be Chu Hongliu, and the other thin man is naturally Qin Lie. The martial arts of these two people were ordinary, and after only a few rounds of fighting, Qin Lie was kicked in the chest by Chu Hongliu, and rolled off the stage with his bones in his bones. When the martial artists on the stage saw it, they all laughed.

After watching for a while, the characters in the field changed back and forth, some won one or two games, and in the blink of an eye, they were knocked out of the stage; some people did not win a single game, and after losing, they had to be ridiculed by others. Especially in the stands, Gu Feng laughed while saying some light words, which made a female disciple outside the venue hide her stutter and laugh. Among the onlookers, only a black-clothed young man stood with his sword in his hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes closed, as if he had never been oblivious to the surrounding scene.

After a while, two more middle-aged men were replaced in the field. These two people are sluggish, and they are obviously masters. These two people have made hundreds of moves, but they are still inferior. Suddenly, the man on the left stepped forward, and with his left hand, he took a lead and dissolved the attack of the man on the right. Then he stood with his right palm and hit the chest of the man on the right. The man on the right withdrew his left palm at the outer door, eager to take it back, and his right palm was also standing, and with a "snap", his palms were connected, which was compared to the internal force. After another stick of incense, the two of them closed their palms and took two steps back, and it turned out to be a tie again. Where the two of them stand, there are four more neat footprints about half an inch deep, and the internal force at the end is extraordinary. After the two competed, they both arched their hands to each other and retreated into the formation of their own team.

Others were still speculating about the intentions of the two, so they heard Chen Qingyun say softly: "These two people are very good at martial arts, and it turns out that their scheming is so deep. Thinking about it, the two of them knew in their hearts that the other party was extremely unaggressive, and this competition ended in a tie. Not only showed such a handful of kung fu, but also appeared calm, extraordinary skills, said that the future of the faction of employment, naturally first thought of them. Ordinary listened, and let out a soft "oh", and then suddenly realized.

After the above two compared, no one came up in the field. Presumably, everyone knows in their hearts, and they know that they are not the opponents of the two just now, so it is better to hide the surname Suo and not lose face on stage. After waiting for a long time, the deacon disciple who had shouted earlier pointed to the black-clothed young man outside the arena and said, "You, come out!" When the black-clothed young man heard this, he still ignored it, leaned against the tree on the platform, and felt as if he was asleep. The deacon's disciple lost face in front of everyone's eyes, and his face turned red with anger.

There was silence for a while.

After a while, Qingxu Zhenren walked off the stage and asked with a kind face, "Little brother, what is your name?" The young man sneered slightly and said, "They are not worthy of fighting me." After a pause, he said proudly: "My name is Jing Wusheng, and the fast sword Jing Wulife!"

(In this chapter, I will introduce the origin of the Wind and Thunder Treasure and Chixiao, and fill in the big pit in front of me by the way.) The story will unfold slowly in the future. Why did the Shangqing Palace split? What is the purpose of Yu Zhenzi's challenge? What is the relationship between the Shangqing faction and the Shangqing Palace? The next chapter, the last competition before the fight, ordinary appearance!)