"You send me back?" Qin Shi was stunned, showing a little puzzled look.
Wanyue nodded with a chuckle, and then she waved her jade hand and an extremely amazing picture appeared, making Qin Shi open his mouth wide and very shocked when he saw this.
As Wanyue's jade hand was teasing, the sky was filled with fluorescence from the empty stone slab square, and the fluorescence merged into the endless river of heaven. For a moment, the sky turned into a brilliant galaxy, with countless stars, like eyes that could smile, blinking and turning into a vortex.
Staring at the vortex that finally condensed, Qin Shi felt the extremely powerful space power from it, as if he could penetrate time and space.
"This, is this a space wormhole?" Qin Shi opened his mouth wide in shock.
Wanyue taps her head lightly.
Qin Shi was even more surprised by his affirmation. You should know that spatial impulse, especially space wormholes like this, connecting the two domains, require extremely large spiritual power to create. The huge spiritual power is the cultivation level of Wanyue's realm, and it cannot be used at will.
Don’t forget that in the Talisman Contest, the space wormhole that the Sword Sect connected to the chaos domain was created by Fang Qing and countless elders of the perfect domain realm. That’s it, it took only half a month to do so. How could Wanyue create such a wormhole at this time?
"Boy, don't be surprised. Maybe you want to go to other domains. I have no choice. However, the Sword Sect is not difficult. This wormhole was a thousand years ago. Fang Qing and I were angry. At that time, we were going to attack the Sword Sect. It was only later that the two domains were reconciled, so it was useless to use it. Now it has fulfilled you."
"Uh? Attack the Sword Sect?" Qin Shi smashed his tongue. Did the Refining Domain and the Sword Sect have such grudges thousands of years ago?
"Okay, don't be dazed. If you don't hurry up, even if it's a space wormhole, I'm afraid you won't have time." Wan Yueying smiled.
Qin Shi was stunned for a moment, and then became anxious. Indeed, there were only a few hours left before the competition started. If you delayed it, it would be too late.
"Then I'll thank you for your senior."
"Thank you, just thank yourself. If Lingsha has any mistakes, I will not let you go. This is what you have won." Wanyue was very direct and paused immediately and said, "This space wormhole has not been started for thousands of years. There are many damaged places in the middle. I will send you back. If you are, something will probably happen."
Qin Shi thought about it but didn't persist. After all, if something goes wrong with the space wormhole, it will really be dead. He can't joke about his life.
Wanyue nodded with satisfaction, then she waved her jade hand, and a residual light wrapped the two of them, turned into a beam of light and rushed into the galaxy.
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The other side of the distant place, the Sword Sect.
The annual disciple competition of the Sword Sect is about to begin, and nearly one million disciples gathered in the central square of the Sword Sect.
For the Sword Sect, this year's disciple competition is even more valued than the Divine Realm Sacrifice and the Talisman Contest. After all, this is related to the quota of the Sword Tomb Holy Spirit Hall and the highest honor of the Sword Sect.
Many disciples are ready to go.
As early as half a month ago, for this annual disciple competition, the elders of the Sword Sect made preparations and used spiritual power to create a suspended platform above the central square. On the platform, an extremely sacred sword crisscrossed and intertwined.
The shape of the sword is the spirit of the Sword Sect and the highest honor of the Sword Sect.
Four circles on the suspended platform are several seats that rise into the altitude. In the center of the seat, there is a high platform, and on the platform, there are two dragon chairs.
From a distance, it is easy for people in the world to see that these two dragon thrones will be the highest law enforcer of the Sword Sect, that is, Fang Qing.
But what makes people confused is another trick.
"What's going on?"
"Yes, why are there two dragon thrones? Isn't there only one every year?" When I saw the two dragon thrones, countless disciples and elders expressed confusion.
Among the elders, Jian Qing frowned slightly, and then he shouted angrily: "Zhao Yu, give me an explanation, what do these two dragon chaises mean?"
Zhao Yu, the elder in charge of the stands, naturally these two dragon thrones were taken by him.
Hearing this, he approached Jian Qing and smiled, "Elder Jian Qing, why are you doing with such a big temper?"
"What are you doing with such a big temper?" Jian Qing snorted coldly and said angrily: "Then tell me why there are two equal dragon thrones this year? Do you think that in my sect, besides Sect Master Fang Qing, there are other people who are qualified to do that position?"
"Oh, this matter." Zhao Yu smiled expectantly: "Haha, that dragon throne was of course prepared for Elder Zhang Hun. Indeed, in my sect, Sect Master Fang Qing is of course the highest law enforcement officer. However, Elder Zhang Hun is also the leader of the Supreme Elder after all. He watched Sect Master Fang Qing grow up. I thought about it for a while. I think there should be nothing wrong with him in this position."
"You...!" Jian Qing's eyes were on fire.
"Jianqing, don't be angry." But suddenly, a very majestic voice resounded, and Fang Qing had already appeared on the platform.
She was still the light and simple long skirt, very dignified.
"Sect Master, but this..." Seeing Fang Qing, Jian Qing was obviously much calmer. He thought that if Fang Qing hadn't appeared in time just now, he would probably have the heart to tear Zhao Yu apart.
Without giving Jian Qing a chance to speak, Fang Qing interrupted him and said, "Jian Qing, enough, Elder Zhao You said it well. If it is calculated based on qualifications, Elder Zhang Hun will be above me. If he has not even sat in this position, I will be even less qualified."
"But the domain master... is the rules!" Jian Qing shouted in a deep voice.
But suddenly, Fengsha leaned out and stopped him.
"Senior Fengsha!" Jian Qing seemed to see a savior.
However, Fengsha shook his head at him and signaled him not to argue more.
At this time, a dead figure fell from the sky, and his appearance was very dazzling, even surpassing Fang Qing. With the appearance of this figure, there was also an extremely arrogant smile: "Haha, once a year, the annual disciple competition is finally about to begin."
"Zhang Hun!" Jian Qing's teeth itched.
"Elder Zhang Hun." Zhang Hun fell on the high platform that was equal to Fang Qing, and Fang Qing smiled faintly.
Zhang Hun stroked his beard and smiled, "Haha, Qing'er, you haven't seen each other for half a year, and your cultivation has improved again."
"Haha, isn't Uncle Hun?" Fang Qing sneered, staring at Zhang Hun with jade eyes, revealing a few unexpected fears.
Fengsha was also stunned below, and his eyes were cold: "In the past six months, this old guy's cultivation has improved so much? It seems that it won't take long to enter the realm."
"What?" Jian Qing showed a little surprise next to him: "Elder Fengsha, do you think Zhang Hun is going to enter the realm of boundaries?"
Zhang Hun entered the realm of the realm. Logically speaking, this should be a happy event for the Sword Sect. After all, in the past ten thousand years, no domain in the eight realms can have two realms at the same time. This is likely to allow the Sword Sect to break the balance of the eight realms and stand out.
However, when I received this news, the faction elders who had followed Fang Qing in the past showed some worries at this time.
Fengsha sighed: "Well, it shouldn't be far away."
When Jian Qing heard this, he clenched his fists tightly: "Is it going to happen in the end?"
They could all imagine how chaos would happen to the Sword Sect when Zhang Hun reached the realm.
Two major factions are full of war.
Fang Qing also frowned, feeling inexplicably uneasy in his heart.
However, seeing the fearful gazes of Fang Qing and the elders of Fang Qing faction, Zhang Hun seemed to enjoy it very much and laughed: "Indeed, I have a good luck this past six months, and I have been lucky enough to touch the shackles of that level."
"That's really a congratulations." Fang Qingyu's eyes were cold.
Zhang Hun could naturally feel the coldness, but he smiled disregardlessly: "Haha, compared to you, I am still far inferior to you. Qi Qing has taught you her lifelong experience. Don't insult her reputation, you must lead the Sword Sect 'correctly'."
Fang Qing nodded sneered: "I won't worry about this."
Zhang Hun simply stopped responding, paused, and said, "Oh, tell me, these juniors are really. I have told them deliberately that there is no need to do these for me. Just sit in the same row with them. As a result, they insisted on building a chair for me here, Qing'er, look at this..."
"Haha, Uncle Zhang Hun was joking. With your qualifications in the Sword Sect, you should really be sitting here." Fang Qing interrupted Zhang Hun.
Zhang Hun smiled satisfied: "Then I'll be entitled to it once."
Fang Qing ignored it and turned around and stared at the ring floating in the center.
On the ring, there was an hourglass that hung upside down like a waterfall. The hourglass looked like a sword. At the top, there was a golden dragon.
As the hourglass was about to end, when the hourglass was over, the auspicious day when the annual disciple competition began, the whole audience gradually became nervous, neshu, and boiling.
The hearts of millions of disciples flow with the hourglass.
bite!
The last grain of sand finally fell at this moment. In an instant, the grain of sand seemed to have magical nature and instantly turned into crazy waves and spread on the Sword Sect Square that was ten thousand meters away.
The audience held their breath.
Fang Qing finally stood up at this time. She left the world independent, and used enough to make the audience hear it softly and said: "The auspicious time has come. Disciples, I hereby officially announce that the annual annual disciple competition of our sect will begin now, officially!
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At that moment, the whole audience was in full bloom.
Fang Qing announced that the competition had begun, and the elders in charge of law enforcement came forward and announced: "The competition started. This competition was divided into three stages. The first stage was a million auditions. I will divide the millions of disciples of my sect into fifteen battlefields to conduct auditions. Each audition, 50 winners stood out from it, and they will have the opportunity to enter the second stage. Now, I will start allocating the team!"
After saying that, the elder's palms were pinched, and in an instant, millions of lights were shot out. A phantom screen floated from the high platform in the center. Above, the names of disciples from the fifteen groups of teams were listed vertically and horizontally.