Chapter 281 The sleeping place is surrounded by hundreds of flowers
Chapter 281 A hundred flowers bloom in the sleeping place
The young man noticed something was wrong with the old Taoist expression and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"No problem," the old Taoist came back to his senses, looked away from the mountain wall, and glanced sideways at the few disciples he had picked up along the way, "My master has decided that from now on, this stone mountain peak will be
The location of my Qingxiaomen ashram!"
Hearing this, many boys and girls cheered and jumped off the backs of the blue luan birds one after another, making a fuss amidst the sounds of play.
…
Echo small realm.
Taiyu Shengzong's third round of proportions is also the last round of proportions. Now there are only 500 people left.
"No. 167, Su Linhao," the disciple on the stone platform took out a stream of light from the dense light and shadow in front of him, and probed his spiritual sense into it, with a little sympathy in his expression.
"No. 1, quarter, month and year."
Although the Great Comparison of the Holy Sect attaches great importance to the disciples' understanding, qualifications, nature, bones, bloodline, etc., the most important thing is still the word "bi". The third round of direct ratio abandons all external forms.
, let these five hundred upper-level disciples draw lots in pairs, and pick the number of two hundred and fifty, and then draw lots in pairs, and pick one hundred and twenty-five of them.
By analogy three times, including those who were lucky enough to have a bye, thirty-two upper-level disciples were finally selected to participate in the final competition of the Taiyu Sheng Sect's sect competition.
The huge cloud arena with a radius of several thousand feet trembled slightly, and two blazing white light curtains condensed from the east and west sides of the arena, and in a moment they rose to a height of several feet.
Nine strings of crown beads penetrated from the light curtain on the west side, and what followed was a nine-bead snow jade crown, and the person wearing this crown was the most attractive person in the echo small realm at this moment.
The creature that people pay attention to is the month and year in Yuting Palace.
As the light curtain door on the east side flickered, a figure wearing a dark green Taoist robe leaped out and stood on the cloud arena.
The cloud arena has a radius of more than three thousand feet, and the two light gates are several miles apart. Even so, Su Linhao still had a bitter look on his face. As soon as he landed, he headed towards where Ji Yuenian was.
He bowed in the distance.
"Su Linhao from Chaolu Mountain Range has met senior brother Ji Yuenian."
Although he did not admit defeat directly, he had already scolded the disciple in charge of drawing lots dozens of times in his heart.
In the past, during the competition, due to some unknown reasons, the Echo Secret Realm randomly selected lots, but now this time is different from the past. Several unsuspecting disciples were temporarily replaced to eliminate all fraud.
possibility.
"No need to be polite."
Ji Yuenian shook his head and looked calmly past Su Linhao towards the top of the distant cloud arena.
With Yutai Realm Xueyu Yuanjun endorsing him, this sect competition seems a bit boring.
To be able to ascend the throne of the Holy Son on the Third Mountain is something that countless creatures in the Yuanyan Realm cannot even imagine, but compared with what they really want to do, this is just the beginning.
It's not even the beginning.
"Please give me some advice, senior brother!"
Su Linhao's expression was still bitter. Although he knew he was outmatched, he was unwilling to give up directly. He gritted his teeth and directly used a bright blue psychic long knife, pinched a spell, and transformed into hundreds or thousands.
The shadow of the sword came to attack.
Ji Yuenian withdrew his gaze and looked at the dense swarms of sharp swords that were killing him quickly. He flipped his palms slightly, and the seven-colored sword lights appeared faintly on his fingertips.
"Nine rays of sword light."
With a faint stroke of his white finger, the seven-colored sword light suddenly shot out, with a sound that tore through the void, and cut through the sky at an extremely terrifying speed. In a moment, it penetrated the entire building with a radius of several thousand feet.
Cloud Arena.
After a few breaths, the arena became quiet again.
Su Linhao's face was pale, with a trace of blood coming out of the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and glanced at the long green sword that had collapsed into countless pieces. He once again raised his hand towards Ji Yuenian and said: "Senior brother's power is enough to surpass that of Taiyu."
This generation of disciples of the Holy Sect is definitely beyond our ability to resist."
With the victory or defeat decided, the two light curtain gates gradually spread and expanded, covering Su Linhao and Ji Yuenian. After they dissipated, there were no more people on the cloud arena.
…
However, in just a few hours, the three rounds of competitions have ended. The upper-level ratio represented by the Great Return to True Realm has already selected the thirty most outstanding members of Taiyu Shengzong in hundreds of years, except for those who are yet to be determined.
Two disciples.
The third mountain is Yuting Palace.
"Brother Zhao Dao, you are now a genuine creature from the realm of the Soul of the Divine Sea. Are you sure you can beat those at the top?"
Luo Shui stared at the huge light curtain in the hall and spoke in a low voice.
Zhao Xiaoyun gave a bitter smile, shook his head, and said: "Miss Luoshui is joking. Although I have achieved the Divine Sea, my profound energy is extremely weak. Now I only major in the "Tai Yu Xuan Qing Spirit Gathering True Art". Those powerful
I don’t have any magical powers and spells. If I were to face Chen Tongxuan or Zhu Shengping, who have been waiting for the Holy Son for many years, I’m afraid they would crush the heart of Shenque in ten breaths, and they would be defeated and run away.”
Luo Shui frowned and said, "What chance does that clan brother have of winning?"
Zhao Xiaoyun glanced at the black-robed young man in the huge light screen, remained silent for a moment, and said: "Although my cousin is only in the Great Returning Realm, he is of the noble and powerful Tongxuan heart ghost bloodline. Not only does he have many terrifying magical powers and spells,
Next to me, there are several pure Yang magic weapons with terrifying power. According to my opinion, Chen Tongxuan, Zhu Shengping and Hu Yandao are no match for my cousin."
While they were talking, a young man in black clothes walked in under the door of the side hall and said to Luoshui: "Master of Luoshui Hall, the visitor from Shen Mu Dojo has arrived at Xuanguang Hongqiao."
Luoshui looked confused and said: "Could Shen Mu's dojo be from the Blood River Ancestor?"
The young man in black clothes paused for a moment, cupped his hands and said, "If this disciple has not mistaken me, it should be Senior Brother Bai from Bai Yulou who is close to the eldest son."
Zhao Xiaoyun carefully looked at the young man in Xuanyi who was neither humble nor overbearing, stood up and walked down from the throne, saying: "Are you from the Ji family?"
"The disciple's name is Ji Wushu. Thanks to the rescue by his ancestors and the Lord Tunyun, he was not buried in his hometown in Anyang." The young man in Xuanyi looked respectful, and he was well-founded in his advance and retreat. He was not at all panicked because of Zhao Xiaoyun's cultivation in the Divine Sea Yunling Realm.
Fear.
"The old land of Taichu has been annihilated long ago. There is no need to mention the title of 'Lord of the Territory' again," Zhao Xiaoyun waved his hand, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, "The understanding and talent are all good, no wonder he can serve in the Jade Court Palace."
Ji Wushu saluted Luo Shui and Zhao Xiaoyun and slowly retreated.
Luo Shui raised his eyebrows and said: "Although there are not many direct bloodlines left in Anyang's hometown, there are actually a few people among them who can be focused on cultivating."
Zhao Xiaoyun nodded and said: "After my cousin ascends to the throne of the Holy Son, he not only has to assist the mountain owner to control the Tongming Mountain Range of Nuoda, but also has to take charge of the Tongming Shang Palace with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. These Ji family bloodlines are still of great use, but they are pitiful.
I am very aware of the Zhao family, and now only Zhao Yanran and a few others are left."
"How is Zhao Yanran now?" In Luo Shui's soul memory, he left the Taichu territory with Zhao Yanran, Zhao Xiaoyun and others. Now that he heard Zhao Xiaoyun mention this woman, he couldn't help but show curiosity in his eyes.
meaning.
Zhao Xiaoyun sighed and said: "Although his qualifications are ordinary, he is of the blood of my Zhao family after all, and he is my blood relative. I passed a warrant in the name of my cousin a few days ago, and he will be transferred soon."
When we get to the Yuting Palace, I will accept the position of a deacon in the Lower Hall."
There are dozens of palaces and rooms in Yuting Palace. Although the deacon of the lower palace is not a high position, his status cannot be considered low.
Hearing this, Luo Shui's eyes became a little sad and said: "The territory of Taichu has now become a desperate place. When we never return to our hometown of Anyang, those Xuanyin ghosts are really too abominable."
Zhao Xiaoyun waved his hand slightly and said in a deep voice: "These creatures are extremely terrifying. According to rumors, even the City God of Yuanyan personally came to Anyang County and made a pact with them to live for a hundred years and leave Yuanyan forever.
The two Yuanjuns of Taiyu Shengzong stopped intervening in this matter, which shows how troublesome this Xuanyin ghost is."
While he was talking, two footsteps came from the palace door, and Ji Wushu led a handsome young man in white robes to walk in.
Zhao Xiaoyun and Bai Yulou had been getting along with each other for a long time in Shen Mu Dojo, and they were already quite familiar with each other. He immediately stopped talking, stood up and said with a smile: "Didn't Master Shen Mu order Brother Bai to practice in seclusion at Baihualing Valley? How can I have time to leave Qingluo now?
Come and hang out in Tongming Mountains?"
Bai Yulou first glanced at Luo Shui, who had white hair like snow, his eyes moved slightly, and then he cupped his hands towards Zhao Xiaoyun and said with a smile: "Brother Taoist, please don't make fun of me. If you stay longer in the 'Baihua Spirit Valley'
In time, I'm afraid that Brother Tao will never see me again."
