Time is like a white horse passing through the gap, without a trace, in a blink of an eye, most of the days from the Wangtian Palace Zongbi have passed, and there are only two days left from the trip of Yunmengze, which is full of opportunities and dangers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang Xuan and Youruo, since the previous incident, have not shown up, in the huge sect, they have not seen them again, so that a group of idle people shouted and discouraged, finally there was a big event that was enough to cause a sensation for a short time, and it disappeared in a few days.

On this day, the same day has just dawned, from the top of a lone peak in the Weeping Yunxian Mountain, a majestic sword intent suddenly rises, straight into the nine skies, and the rich and heavy clouds are all shattered, and the incomparably domineering will instantly disperses a radius of hundreds of miles centered on the lone peak, revealing a terrifying sharp edge.

This breath lasted for only a moment, and then it dissipated, and the silence between the whole world and the earth returned to its previous silence, and even the clouds on the peak gradually returned to normal.

The abode of the inner disciples, in the ashram.

The scene of Yang Xuan's destruction when he broke through, the sect had already been repaired, and even strengthened a lot on this basis, forced by that strong power, for fear that the owner of this house would inadvertently damage it again when he cultivated.

"Really?"

Yang Xuan asked this sentence in a down-to-earth manner, holding a yellowed dilapidated scroll in his hand, looking a little helpless.

"Well, it's been decided" Bu Feng was still a one-armed sword, and his indifferent momentum flowed all over his body, and his aura seemed to be much stronger than a few days ago.

"You once said that you would leave the Wangtian Palace and go to the Central Domain when you broke through the Creation, but you didn't expect this day to come so suddenly"

"Is it all of a sudden? it's okay" The corners of Bu Feng's mouth pulled a slight arc, but he did smile, Yang Xuan could be sure of this, and his starry eyes stared straight at the ancient scroll.

"This is the only memorial of the Chongwu Sect, so I'll leave it to you, and my intuition tells me that he is more suitable in your hands than in my hands."

Yang Xuan didn't particularly agree with this statement, who could say this thing accurately? Moreover, although the ancient scroll has some connection with the ancient scriptures that I don't know if it exists, it is so great and mysterious, throughout the ages, and it has been passed down to the present, and no one has been able to find out the secrets in it, and it can't be said to be just a blank scroll, and the groundless rumors can't be accurate.

And now, just like Bu Feng said, the right should only be remembered for heavy weapons.

"But then again, you and I have been in the same family for several years, but I never knew that you were actually a member of the Yunhuang Bu family."

"Hehe, these are not important, they are all old things, when Ning Yue and I came to Yunhuang to look for you, they have all been resolved"

"It's okay, the past grievances are still over, and you will be worthy of your heart"

"That's the truth" Bu Feng nodded slightly, his right hand habitually rubbed the handle of the long knife hanging from his waist, and his expression was full of emotion, "This moment, four years have passed, and I still remember that you were just an ignorant boy who had not yet transformed into an ordinary person, but now you are a strange demon who has already comprehended the vision, and this thing is fate...... Tut-tut......"

"It's really speechless" Yang Xuan said as a result, and the two looked at each other and smiled, full of joy in their laughter.

"That's it, I'm leaving, you and I will meet again one day, when the time comes, in the Middle Domain, you and I don't know what kind of realm we will reach, but at that time, you can fight with me"

"Are you sure you're not afraid of losing?"

"Hahaha...... The only thing I'm afraid of is that you can't afford to lose, and you don't dare to fight me."

"You're thinking too much"

There was silence in the field, accompanied by Yang Xuan's words, there was a sad atmosphere of parting, which was also the key point for Yang Xuan to leave Chongwu and not choose to say goodbye to everyone, he hated this feeling.

For a long time, the two of them didn't say anything after all, Bu Feng resolutely turned around, raised his arm high, waved it gently, as a farewell, and left the quiet room step by step, Yang Xuan's eyes kept falling on his back, so gloomy, so lonely, but full of expectations for the future.

"When we say goodbye in the Middle Domain, you and I will have to compare our fists and feet, and we will seal ......"

Saying this slowly in his heart, Yang Xuan shook his head slightly, put the ancient scroll into the Sumeru ring, sat cross-legged on the bed again, and fell into a state of cultivation, he spent these dozens of days like this.

One of the reasons is, of course, to avoid the gossip of the outside world, and on the other hand, it is to realize his own vision, the sword of benevolence...... In the battle with Shen Fusheng, he felt a little, this vision was powerful, but judging from his current strength and control, it seemed that he could not apply it perfectly.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to fall to the ground as soon as it was used, if it weren't for Yuemei and others on the side, it would have been impossible to say that in that trance, the body would have disappeared.

And now it seems that the vision in your control can be used as a hole card, whether it is to save your life or to kill.

"In Yunmengze, it will definitely not be peaceful"

With this thought in mind, the mastery of visions became more eager.

......

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On this day, everything is silent, which is a very unusual phenomenon for the Wangtian Palace, which is accustomed to the hustle and bustle, and the huge square has lost the shoulders of the past, but it seems to be a lot more deserted.

The wandering wind blows through it, and there is a sense of loneliness.

With such a quiet atmosphere, even the outer disciples of the Mortal Realm in the sect, and even some miscellaneous disciples on duty, did not dare to make a sound, for fear that their rash actions would disturb something.

The next moment, the infinite sound of breaking the sky flashed again and again, and the sky was suddenly covered by all kinds of brilliance, and for a while it looked like a firework was blooming, covering the sky, incomparably magnificent and beautiful.

But behind this colorful streamer, there are high-spirited, coercive inner monks, the worst is also the realm of the physical body, at this moment is standing energetically in the field, densely looking, I am afraid that there will be a scale of nearly 10,000 people, filling the originally empty field neutrally.

Yang Xuan's figure was impressively in the column, he looked around, but he didn't find Youruo's figure, and in his heart, he suddenly noticed the gaze of a group of inner disciples behind him, undisguised, and looked extremely direct.

Looking back, in the crowd, some people were indignant, some were inexplicably happy, and some people looked cold, but one thing was the same, everyone was looking at him.

"That's Yang Xuan?"

"Yes, it's the companion of the little princess"

"How could ......it be?

"You still don't believe it, let me tell you, many senior brothers and sisters saw it that day, just on the east side of the square, two people walked over holding hands, Youruo even leaned his head on Yang Xuan's shoulder, that expression was ...... Tut-tut...... Not to mention it's ambiguous."

"That is, if the two of them don't have a leg, no one will believe it, do you think so, if they were really innocent, would they make such a move? If you want me to say, maybe the two of them have already ...... Hey, hey, hey."

Yang Xuan had a black line, what is this, the two of them obviously didn't do anything at the time, they just walked normally, and what this group of people said, he thought that he had lost his memory.

It's just a version of this rumor...... It's a bit unrealistic.

"Don't talk nonsense, I was at the scene at the time, and the two of them didn't have any ......ambiguity at all" At this time, a very small voice came into Yang Xuan's ears, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, after all, someone was right for him, and this Wangtian Palace was not full of unbounded people.

"That day, it was obviously a faint red face, and the eyebrows were full of spring, which was clearly the delicate appearance of the clouds and rain before, such a crowded scene, where could they be so calm, holding hands and shoulders......"

"Oh, that's the truth......"

As he spoke, his eyes looked at Yang Xuan in front of the crowd again, his eyes full of meaning that all men understand.

Hearing this, Yang Xuan almost wanted to spurt out a mouthful of old blood, but he didn't expect this version to be even more unreliable, what kind of thing that had just passed the clouds and rain, and it was completely imaginary, it was obviously the monk's random guessing, which made Youruo ashamed.

was angry in his heart, and he was just about to refute it, but the momentum in the field changed suddenly, and it seemed that an incomparably powerful aura escaped out, clearing all the slightly noisy fields. When I looked closely, it was hundreds of monks with a strong aura suddenly appeared from the sky, all of them were extraordinary in cultivation, and they seemed to be monks in a row of core disciples.

Among them, Wen Yuanzheng looked at himself with a fierce eye, his eyes were full of cruelty, and that hatred almost turned into substance, shooting straight out like a sharp sword.

Yang Xuan was stunned, and immediately had a thought, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect this groundless thing to make the other party completely hate himself by mistake, and the hatred of taking his wife?

Shaking his head helplessly, he dispelled the desire to explain, he also knew that the misunderstanding had appeared, and no matter how much he explained, it would be useless.

Not long after, when the atmosphere in the field was tense, several figures suddenly appeared in the main hall of Wangtian Palace, and it was a group of elders led by the Lord of Wangtian Palace, who were looking at the nearly 10,000 figures in the field with solemn faces at the moment.

"I don't know how many of these disciples will be able to return to the palace safely after this battle"

I don't know who sighed quietly, the atmosphere became more solemn, and if you appeared on the side of the palace master, the people in the audience also restrained their laughing expressions, this moment is not the time after all.

"Today is the day of the three-year battle of my Wangtian Palace, and it is also the time when the trial of Yunmengze begins" The palace master's voice was old, not very loud, but it resounded extremely clearly in everyone's ears.

"You all also know that the cruelty of Yun Mengze's trial, maybe half a year has passed, and everyone present is afraid that there will be no ...... ten."

As soon as these words came out, it was extremely obvious, and at least half of the nearly 10,000 monks looked frightened, and their expressions were a little stiff, as if they had already begun to retreat.

"However, there are also many powerful opportunities in the trial, so strong that if you get it, you can ascend to the sky in one step and become a famous master in this southern region, and even where there are many strong people, geniuses can have a place in the middle domain."

There was a momentary commotion in the crowd again, believing that for any cultivator, the word chance seemed to be more tempting than life, and some people could do everything for it, even at all costs, in order to achieve the ethereal and elusive peak of cultivation.

Seeing this, there seemed to be an inexplicable flash of helplessness in the cloudy eyes of the Lord of Wangtian Palace, throughout the ages, there has never been a shortage of such people who are willing to fight for their lives for the sake of chance, but often only one or two people win in the end.

"Very good!" There was silence for a long time, as if he was brewing an atmosphere, and as if he was sorting out his words, an elder beside him slowly spoke, "The identity jade card given by the sect to everyone is very important, it has its own formation, which will record your achievements in Yunmengze, and killing the demon beasts in it, there are even more points, and the battle of the heavenly list after half a year, the number of points will have a great effect."

"Yunmengze, all the treasures of heaven and earth, the inheritance of chance, as long as you can get it, the sect will not ask for half a point"

As soon as he spoke, it was difficult to maintain the previous quiet atmosphere in the crowd, and he exclaimed for a while, although Yun Mengze was a little unfamiliar to them, after all, most of them were participating in Zongbi for the first time, but after entering the palace for such a long time, they had more or less heard a lot of news about this grand event in the Wangtian Palace.

The most exciting thing is that in addition to the vast sea of opportunities, more is this sect rule, Yun Mengze gets it, and the sect does not ask for a cent......