It was almost early in the morning, after the three people left, Lin Xiaozhuo walked out from a corner in the sky.
"It turns out that this is really happening. Boy, how can you get involved in the people of Jianshan Mountain in Western Shu?"
Qin Liaozhi stood at the top of the Yanyu building, until black spots flashed in the north, then he turned around and went downstairs, looking disappointed.
Zhou Xinrui looked at her background and sighed: "What you say is not what you mean."
After Yun Xiaotian came back, he didn't go out again until the top three finals started three days later.
At Nanming Lake, a big wolf-skin drum was set up on the platform, surrounded by flowers and red flags. Many dignitaries were sitting behind it. They led their followers to visit the final battle of the top three, and the venue was packed with water.
The eldest brother also made an Eight Immortals Incense Table, and sat in it in a dignified manner. Behind him, Twelve Finger Sword Mountain and others, dressed in brocade clothes, chasing the spring breeze, beaming with joy.
The iron-faced sect leader gave the order and the competition officially began.
Feng Ning'er's white clothes were fluttering, and the Crescent Sword was shining brightly in her hand. Many people had already seen that this was the Crescent Sword, the token at the top of the Baiyun Peak of Xishu Sword Mountain, and took a higher look at this young woman.
She walked out of the crowd with twinkling eyes and shocked the crowd as soon as she spoke: "Senior Sister Qin, Ning'er wants to fight you!"
Yun Xiaotian looked over, with a hint of bitterness on his lips. He never thought that Ning'er would choose her, but he didn't say anything.
Qin Zhizhi was slightly surprised, then glanced at him, thought for a moment and nodded.
Seeing Lin Xiaozhuo staring at him unkindly, Yun Xiaotian's inner anger had already risen. Ning'er had already told him everything he had done as a dog-skin plaster. In addition, through Ning'er's explanation, Yun Xiaotian
Xiao Tianneng was sure that it was him who controlled Huiwu, not only causing Senior Sister Qin to be injured, but now that Li Chichi of Xuanyao Ji was defeated by Ning'er, this person will definitely become more serious in the future. In this way, Yun Xiaotian has no idea about this person with evil intentions.
Half a good impression.
Seeing the two people's unyielding momentum, Qingliang and Yichen looked at each other and nodded.
Battle of the top three
First round
Qingliang vs. Monk Yichen
Qing Liang had a handsome face and was suave, with jade trees in the wind and green clothes making a sound on the stage. He pulled out a piccolo and said: "Qing Liang, the chief disciple of Zhuhuang Nanyin Valley, practices the true technique - He Ming Jiu Xiao, please
Senior Brother Yichen gives me some advice."
"Amitabha."
A Buddha's chant resounded through the sky
Monk Yichen made a move and said, "Junior Brother Qingliang, please."
The Buddhist sects in the Central Plains are headed by Fuyuan Mountain, and Jingtan Mountain is second only to Foyuan Mountain. It is the sixth strongest sect among the eighteen sects. His cultivation level is not much different from Huahe's, and the two of them can be regarded as equals.
The sound of a flute hit the ears, causing many disciples with weak cultivation to have their energy and blood surging. They stood unsteadily and pointed at the seven white cranes that slowly swam out in mid-air on the platform.
The power of Crane Crying in the Sky is to use spiritual power to turn into white cranes to attack the opponent. The number of white cranes formed is used as the standard of strength. The strongest state is to travel with nine cranes. After cultivating to the ultimate state, one can even ride on cranes and soar up, looking down at the sky.
Qingliang has been able to open Qihe.
Monk Yichen's whole body was glowing with golden light. He used the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques and the Vajra Arm to angrily hit the white crane. The white crane turned around nimbly and shouted at the golden arhat. The sound wave attack came out. There were circles of spiritual power ripples on the golden arhat's head.
Open, after doing this several times, the golden body was on the verge of collapse.
Yun Xiaotian said to Senior Brother Hua He beside him: "Senior Brother Hua, what do you think?"
Hua He clasped his hands together and said: "If Junior Brother Yichen masters Buddhism's 'Golden Lion's Sky-shattering Roar', Junior Brother Qingliang will definitely not be his opponent. On the contrary, Junior Brother Yichen will be much more passive. After all, their spiritual power is evenly matched."
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Qingliang is playing the piccolo on the platform, and his figure is dancing lightly on the seven white cranes. The piccolo is melodious, and the cranes are chirping crisply, so handsome and elegant.
White Crane used softness to overcome strength, and the sound of the sound wave was endless. After a long fight, Monk Yichen was already tired. He made the Buddhist lion seal with his hands twice without success. He seemed to be a little unfamiliar with that true secret, so he made it a few more times.
, finally a golden lion appeared, but as soon as Qingliang's flute played, the sound increased several times, and seven white cranes screamed at the golden lion together. The golden lion roared, and its figure disappeared into the air, and the monk Yichen's body disappeared.
His body fell from the air and staggered a few steps after landing. Hua He quickly stood up and stepped forward to support him. When the latter saw that it was him, his face lit up and said, "Senior Brother Hua..."
Huahe nodded to him.
Qingliang stepped on the white crane and landed lightly on the ground. He looked so handsome and majestic. He cupped his hands and said: "Senior brother Yichen, Qingliang is lucky. Thank you, senior brother..."
Yichen clasped his hands and sang the Buddha's name: "Junior Brother Qingliang, you're so polite. A monk is not afraid of winning or losing. No need to say thank you."
The victory or defeat was decided, and there were bursts of applause from the audience, especially many of the female disciples, who were fascinated by this handsome and elegant Tsing Yi.
Qingliang twirled the piccolo twice and inserted it into his waist, then swaggered towards the direction of Twelve Finger Sword Mountain and others.
second round
Feng Ning'er fights Qin Liaozhi in Jianshan Mountain of Western Shu
White clothes, walking slowly.
The real Mozhu on the mountain in the distance looks towards the pointing platform in the lake.
"Ning'er, in the last competition, my master requires you to show your full strength. Our Xishu Sword Mountain has been suppressed by those two mountains for too long."
"Yes, master."
Pointing to the platform, white clothes look at Lan Yi.
Feng Ning'er slowly closed her eyes, her clothes were fluttering, and her black hair was flying. There were traces of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye gathering around her on the lake. She held her palm, and the clear spiritual energy rippled like water waves, and the Crescent Moon Fairy Sword came out on its own.
The sheath flew around a few times and slowly fell into her hands.
Many strong men around the stone platform suddenly stood up.
"Borrowing the spiritual power of the earth."
"Tai Chi Three Pure Secrets - Jade Clear Realm?"
"How is it possible? How old is she? How is it possible?"
"Unless she is one of the three divine bodies of Taoism."
"Hiss! Xishu Jianshan is about to rise."
At this moment, a sword seemed to strike out from everyone's minds on the man in white.
"Ah~"
Many people felt pain in their eyes and held their heads.
Yun Xiaotian looked at the field in disbelief, with an excited expression. The sister who had always been protected by him, who had been wronged and would only hide in the corner and cry, had grown up.
Qin Liaozhi was also shocked by Feng Ning'er, who started with the Yuqing realm. The Yuqing realm in Xishu Jianshan was no different from the Xiaotaihua realm. Although she had reached the bottleneck of the Xiaotaihua realm, she was not there after all.
breakthrough.
"Jade Clear Realm, Natural Sword Embryo, the person Yunyi met a few days ago, is it you?"
Feng Ning'er came riding the waves, her clothes as white as lotus, spotless.
"Senior Sister Qin...be careful." Feng Ning'er reminded Qin Zhizhi who was still distracted.
"Um!"
Qin Zhizhi flicked his index finger and the Mo Lin sword was unsheathed.
…
three years ago
At the Sanqing Hall in Jianshan Mountain, Xishu
The hearty laughter of Master Yuxing echoed in the hall, and the head of the six peaks under the seat also nodded frequently.
"Junior brothers... have you ever seen the Three Gods in your lifetime?"
"Never seen it before."
"Senior brother, I'm so happy!"
There was hesitation in Li Dongyang's eyes, and he said: "Senior brother, innate sword fetuses are rare, but this woman's life experience."
However, Master Yuxing disagreed and said: "Junior Brother Li, did you know that the Barbarian Territory was also my territory of the Central Plains before? Now that the Barbarian Territory has suffered such a catastrophe, we cannot regret it because of her life experience."
Li Dongyang thought for a moment and said: "That's what senior brother admonished."
"Moreover, this woman is kind-hearted and has a heart as pure as jade, so she will be fine."
The six people sitting down kept nodding, agreeing with his view. Besides, the innate sword embryo is so rare, how can it be given up so easily.
Master Yuxing said again: "Since I have inherited it from Jianshan Mountain in Western Shu for thousands of years, there has always been a saying about the three divine bodies of cultivation. These three divine bodies are the 'innate Taoist body', the 'Nine Apertures Exquisite Heart' and the 'natural sword embryo'.
', these three physiques are all peerless talents, and they have not appeared a few times in thousands of years, but every time they appear, I, Xishu Jianshan, can be the best in the world."
"Senior brother, I am very happy in Xishu Mountain."
Master Yuxing nodded and said: "It is truly an honor to be able to see the sword fetus in my lifetime. If there is still a chance to see the illusory 'innate Tao body', I will become an immortal immediately and there will be no regrets."
The six people all looked at each other and were overjoyed.
"Junior Sister Mo Zhu, your Baiyun Peak only accepts female disciples, so this responsibility must be yours."
"Yes, senior brother."
"Remember, junior sister! This is a heavy burden!"
"Yes, senior brother! Mo Zhu will do his best."
"Okay, okay!"
Master Yuxing nodded frequently.
On Baiyun Peak, not only did the girl's swordsmanship improve by leaps and bounds, but her spiritual power also improved steadily. Master Mo Zhu once suspected that this girl was two gods in one, but Master Yuxing had gone into seclusion and she did not mention this matter to others.
Pointing to the platform, white and orchid clothes were flying up and down, and the shadows of swords were staggered. Qin knew that her energy could control the waves, and her sword could guide mountains and rivers, but Bai Yi could see mountains breaking, and rivers cut rivers. Moreover, there were four stars and seven stars emerging behind her.
The Demon-Sealing True Technique has been cultivated to four stars. Gradually, Yun Xiaotian frowned and stared at the stage with a pair of black eyes. You can decide the winner, but there must be no casualties.
Qin knew the true art of sword control, and the surface of the lake rolled like a sea, stirring up huge waves of hundreds of feet. The arc of the sword contained the morning glow avenue, and a black unicorn stepped on the yellow waves and slashed towards the white clothes.
Feng Ning'er looked at Brother Xiaotian under the stage, with a painful look on her eyebrows: "I'm sorry, Master." Four stars behind her shone brightly, and she swung out a sword, but its strength was reduced by three points.
Boom~
Pointing to the lake surrounding the platform, huge waves of hundreds of feet exploded again.
Then it landed on the stone platform with a crash, and Feng Ning'er's sword dropped from his hand and flew backwards.
Qin Lingzhi froze on the spot in disbelief, looking at his palms in confusion.
Everyone on the stage was in disbelief. None of them thought that the loser... was actually her.
Yun Xiaotian also stayed where he was, his legs felt like lead, not knowing what to do. This chapter has been completed!