The second night after the Luochuan attack blew up half of Xingcheng's commercial district into chaos, it ended peacefully.
But the ladies of many wealthy families in Kexing City cautiously summoned people to keep watch in the yard, with pairs of sleepy eyes staring at the sky. The slightest sound of light can scare people to death.
, did not let everyone go back to sleep until late at night, for fear that when what happened the previous night happened again, they would be like the few unlucky ones who died the night before, and died in their own bed in a daze.
There is nowhere to complain.
A group of villains colluded with the demon barbarians to assassinate the prefect of Lijun. What else could they do besides admitting that they were unlucky? Should they seek trouble from the disaster star of the prefect of Lijun, or should they go to the Shanshan Army of the prefect of Yongchang and accuse them of being guilty?
For ordinary people, or even if you have some money, this is nonsense.
After a peaceful night, people felt as if they were alive again. The few remaining restaurants in the business district were packed with people. I don't know whether it was to celebrate that they were not dead, or to feel that they were alive.
The atmosphere in the Summer Palace has become a little strange, as if there are huge depressing dark clouds floating in the sky. Even the traders talking about transactions in the still prosperous market in front of the palace are a little distracted, because
What happened on the day of the discussion of Taoism at the Northwest Wuzhou Heaven and Earth Conference has gradually spread from unknown sources.
Those rumors were fragmented and confusing.
But one thing they have in common is that Bai Xianji Tianyan was indeed in Kunlun when they were attacked by the demon clan.
And this super strong man, who few people in the human race can match, failed to prevent the attack from happening...
As a result, the hearts of the sect disciples, families, and casual cultivators became uneasy. After the four major counties jointly signed an official letter asking for help from the monks all over the world, Xingcheng ushered in the second wave of monks leaving.
But more people still stayed.
I don’t know how much of it is for the righteousness of the human race, and how much of it is for a still pure Taoist heart...
On this day, as if to confirm the rumors, Lijun Qingqi and Anyang warriors all entered Xingcheng, and Guangjun Navy docked directly at Xingcheng port. Huge warships were lined up from the port.
When you reach the middle of the Yashui River, it is very spectacular.
Everyone knew that this Annan Conference should have reached the most critical moment.
Discussing Taoism, still in Summer Palace.
However, the large and small mandalas that were originally used for fasting and offering sacrifices to heaven were left empty, and turned into a discussion platform with magic formations engraved on it, blooming with strands of light in various colors.
Eight chairs are placed side by side on the steps of the palace in the north of the Lundao Platform. The prefects of the four major counties in Southwest Hanzhou and the heads of the four major sects are sitting on them. Behind them, many powerful characters have gathered. From them
The auras vaguely emanating from the body are connected with each other, forming a mountain of aura that is invisible to the naked eye but has deep pressure, putting a huge stone on the vain hearts of all the monks who are watching the ceremony.
Then, when the sun fully rose, Headmaster Cangyan, who was sitting on one of the two middle seats among the eight seats, raised his right arm, and a huge stone that was more than ten feet high and shaped like a sword embryo came from somewhere in the Summer Palace.
Flying up, wrapped in golden light, it flew like a leaf, and slowly landed on the largest altar in the center of the venue under everyone's gaze, piercing into it with a click of more than ten feet!
Then the golden light disappeared, leaving only the huge stone in everyone's sight.
On the steps of the palace, sitting next to Headmaster Cang Yan, Luo Chuan, who was also sitting on one of the two seats in the middle of the eight seats, slowly stood up. His face was obviously still very pale, but it was already better than the previous day.
Too much, he waved his sleeves, and his voice spread throughout the audience, "Annan Conference, three days of discussion, the three buildings on the north side are the Fourth Realm, the Fifth Realm, the Sixth Realm Competition Dojo, World Monk, and Middle Three Realm Monk
All can enter, and those who have won seven games in a row will be shortlisted. Before sunset tomorrow night, the finalists in the three competition venues are eligible to be recruited and become the guardians of one of the four counties of Li, Guang, Anyang, and Yongchang. The three on the south side are
In the trial dojo, all monks of all levels can enter, and on the last day, the strongest men from the upper three realms will discuss the Tao!"
"Annan Conference, discussing the world," he paused for a moment, glanced across the silent audience, and shouted, "Enlightenment!"
After saying that, he turned around and returned to his seat. The moment he sat down, he let out a long breath. Only people who were closer to him could see it. After just saying a few words, there was already blood on his forehead.
Breaking out in cold sweat.
Hua Yu, who was standing behind his seat, leaned over and whispered in his ear if he wanted to wipe it with a silk scarf. Luo Chuan shook his head slightly, then looked at the first person on stage in each of the three dojos in the venue,
They are all casual cultivators.
In just a moment, three more casual cultivators from the Third Realm of Middle Stage entered the scene, and started fighting with the three before them. For a moment, the zhenqi surged on the altar, and the light flickered, making it very lively.
Luochuan looked at it for a while and noticed something different.
Compared to his common fighting style among the troops under the mountain, where true energy and demonic energy are directly intertwined, or the ruthless close-quarters methods of Anbu assassins who invite death or even exchange lives for lives when fighting with people, the monks on the mountain
The sparring battles between them seemed gentler and more dizzying.
They first exchanged names politely, and then instead of attacking with their swords, they each retreated. With a flash of light, they first affixed one or even several protective talismans to themselves, and then used their body skills to circle around the venue.
, while taking out some more talismans and throwing them in the direction of the opponent, until the field was filled with smoke or fog, then he found the right opportunity to rise up with his sword, or stabbed secretly against the ground, or took advantage of the opponent's momentary unawareness to drop from the sky and point straight at it.
Crucial.
During this period, there were people who were verbally irritating each other, and even people who openly took elixirs to restore their health on the separate altar. Various talismans and magic weapons emerged in endlessly, and their functions and usages were even more diverse. People who were originally at similar levels of strength, maybe just one oversight would lead to them being destroyed.
He was knocked down cleanly, and even someone who was originally weaker in strength could use several talismans and a magic weapon to turn the tide of the battle and win.
"Although many of these methods may not be of much use on the battlefield, some things may have miraculous effects if used well," Luo Chuan turned his head and looked at Su Yiming next to him who finally appeared in public with him.
"But if you leave the battlefield and just fight alone, then most of these methods will be interesting."
"The fighting method is always determined by the fighting environment, but whether it is a single fight or a group fight, swordsmen are a group of people who are born to fight," Su Yiming replied with a smile.
Luo Chuan then turned to look at the several sword-carrying Taoist priests standing behind Master Cangyan like stone figures, and then asked the young woman among them, "When will Fairy Lingjing enter the venue?"
"There's no rush," the young female Taoist was in a very bad mood today. She just said this and thought of ignoring him. However, she still turned her head and glanced at him and asked, "How is Si Qi's injury?"
Luo Chuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm awake, it's okay. I'll be fine after some training."
The young female Taoist glanced at Qianxue, who was also standing behind Luo Chuan and next to the shadow, and added, "She has risked her life several times for you. You must remember her kindness..."