Qingzhou holds a sword conference every few years, located in the ruins of an ancient battlefield on the border of Qingzhou. On weekdays, the sky is filled with yellow sand, surrounded by Gobi deserts, and rarely visited.
But every time a few years pass and the ruins here are rebuilt, they will naturally attract many monks to compete for the ten places in the sword domain.
Although the Wanjian Sect did not take this place as its own, after all, it was the fate of the entire Qingzhou, but on weekdays, even if there was no one here, the Wanjian Sect would send a sword cultivator in the realm of gods to sit here.
After all, it is related to the fate and opportunities of the entire Qingzhou, so Wanjian Sect naturally does not allow other monks or forces to get involved.
Wan Jian Zong has thought of countless ways before, but still has no solution. This place is very regular. It starts every once in a while, and there are ten places at a time. Then the Sword Domain starts, looking for opportunities, no matter what method is used.
, could not change this, and later on, Wan Jian Sect simply accepted its fate.
This time, it is the beginning of the Sword Discussion Conference again. The originally desolate Gobi desert is also bustling with activity. After all, in the half year before the Sword Discussion Conference has even started, many monks from other places have come to prepare for this day.
Just make preparations.
Although at a glance, the figures of those sword cultivators were densely packed like locusts, but because the troops of Wanjian Sect were here again, everything was in order and no one dared to act arrogantly.
You must know that the Wanjian Sect is very powerful, even among the nine holy lands, it is among the best, and the sword cultivator is inherently better at killing.
On weekdays, there is a god-transformation realm from Wanjian Sect who is here to take charge. Now that this ancient battlefield is about to open, several elders from Wanjian Sect have come to take charge in person. As for the disciples, there are almost thousands of them.
Order is maintained here.
Anyway, this place is located in the Gobi desert, and the location is spacious. Even though there are many monks here, it is still not crowded. There is still a certain distance before the opening day of the Sword Discussion Conference, so these figures are looking for places one after another and settling down.
Waiting for the last moment to arrive.
Ye Han and Haitang came a few days ago, but they didn't move around. After all, it was better to keep a low profile. Originally, Ye Han wanted to see if Gu Yunfeng would come to join in the fun this time, but there were too many people.
Moreover, thousands of disciples of the Wanjian Sect alone came here. Those disciples of the Wanjian Sect, who were carrying flying swords and wearing blue sword robes, all looked proud. This was the confidence coming from the Holy Land. Even if they were
The most ordinary disciple who maintains order still has a strong sense of superiority.
Through secret observation over the past few days, Ye Han has noticed several strong dangerous auras, which were obviously deliberately revealed by several elders of Wanjian Sect in order to frighten some monks with impure minds.
As for the sword cultivators who came to participate, there were countless powerful figures. However, due to the limitation of their age and bones, most of the sword cultivators who came were very young, and they were generally monks in the golden elixir realm. As for Nascent Soul
Realm is rare, even if it exists, most of the time it is hidden and restrained.
Even the Wanjian Sect himself would not miss such a big feast. Every time a sword discussion conference is opened, all disciples in the sect who meet the age limit will participate.
In addition, relying on the status of the Holy Land, even if there is a conflict in the Sword Discussion Conference, the other party does not dare to kill the disciples of Wanjian Sect at will.
The day before the Sword Discussion Conference, many disciples of the Wanjian Sect suddenly appeared here wearing black and white sword robes. Obviously, these Wanjian Sect disciples were all disciples who were going to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference.
The disciples of the Wanjian Sect wearing blue sword robes and the deacons of the Wanjian Sect wearing gray sword robes maintained order.
Tomorrow is the day when the ancient battlefield opens, and before that, qualified sword cultivators need to spend a sum of spiritual stones to purchase special wooden tokens from the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.
After all, this wooden sign is almost related to your life. Once you are in danger, you can only activate the wooden sign before you can be directly teleported out.
Ye Han glanced at the figures in the distance around him, and estimated in his mind that there were at least tens of thousands of figures participating in the sword discussion conference this time, and they were densely packed. As for the specific number, Ye Han had no idea.
It is naturally extremely difficult to compete for the last ten spots among so many people.
In this ancient battlefield, there are many dangers. These dangers not only come from each other among the monks, but also from the many local environments of the ancient battlefield.
After all, the ancient battlefield is a place where some powerful monks fought and left behind, so there are many weird things. In addition to the biggest opportunity, the ten quotas, there are other opportunities, but opportunities and risks come together.
Because of the large number of people, as the day before approached, most of the people participating in the Sword Discussion Conference had already purchased those wooden plaques from the disciples of the Wanjian Sect.
And everything that should come has already come, so everything can only come tomorrow. Because the atmosphere is depressing, although there are many people here, there is no noise.
After all, with the opening of the Sword Discussion Conference, I don’t know how many of these vigorous monks here will die and be unable to get out.
Ye Han and Haitang were originally very confident, but when they came here and felt the real environment and atmosphere here, they themselves became much more solemn.
After all, the murderous atmosphere here is too strong, and as soon as they enter, some people will do anything to compete for the last ten places. In this regard, some monks in Qingzhou seem to have already seen the cruelty of this sword discussion conference.
They are generally used to it, after all, they have seen this kind of scene too much.
As night fell, everything was very quiet. Many monks were quietly waiting for the arrival of tomorrow. Sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Ye Han felt a little uneasy and looked at Haitang and quickly gave instructions.
"After entering, the two of us will definitely be separated, so don't show off. There are too many powerful monks. After all, there are too many opportunities in this world. I'm not sure we can all get them. Don't force it."
Haitang smiled knowingly, looked at Ye Han and nodded, "I know, you have told me no less than a dozen times, and so have you. Although Hua Rujing's matter has put you under a lot of pressure, but as you said
Yes, as long as you are alive, you will be able to do anything."
After saying that, Haitang seemed a little uneasy. After all, Ye Han's character was sometimes completely stubborn and easy to get into trouble when he was in competition.
So Haitang continued and said, "After all, this is Qingzhou. If it doesn't work, just activate the wooden sign and come out. We will meet at this place."
Ye Han nodded heavily. In his opinion, there shouldn't be much problem in saving one's life in the Nascent Soul Realm. Then he would be afraid of being besieged. After all, many local sect forces would have many disciples entering together.
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When the sky turned white the next day, the whole world seemed to have become hot and dry, because today was the day when the Sword Discussion Conference started.
Many monks here are waiting for the opening scene of the ancient battlefield. At the same time, many monks are very excited. After all, this is not only related to their own destiny, but also the day when they become famous.
This feast will be viewed through the Mysterious Light Realm in many places in the nine states of the Xuanhuang World. Once you perform well here, you will definitely become famous in less than a day.
When it got brighter, Ye Han and Haitang stood up one after another, holding the wooden sign tightly in their hands.
Waiting is undoubtedly the most painful thing. Today is the day when the ancient battlefield begins, and everyone is waiting for him to start.
Ye Han suddenly turned around and looked into the void in the distance, thinking that maybe Ye Wanqing would watch every move here today. However, when he thought that Ye Wanqing might be practicing in seclusion, he had no time to pay attention to it, and Ye Han's expression changed slightly.
As the weather gets colder and colder, the temperature above the Gobi Desert begins to get hotter and hotter, and tens of thousands of sword cultivators are equally hot.
Time passed little by little, and when the sun hung in the sky, finally the entire world here changed. The faces of many monks in the field also changed instantly!