Xiao Fan left Tian Buwei, and Xueyue and Xiao Jian were also following him.
After returning to the back mountain, Xiao Jian was alone in Xiao Fan's arms and unwilling to leave. When she was resting at night, she also hid in Xiao Fan's arms and occupied a position that should have belonged to Lu Qingya.
Early the next morning, the atmosphere of the sect began to become tense. After five years, this day finally came again.
"Dong!!"
The bell rang on Zixia Peak, awakening a small number of people who were still asleep, quickly put on their clothes and rushed to Zixia Square.
The mountains of each vein of Tianxuan Sect were silly, and the peak masters, elders, guardians, disciples and others of each vein rushed towards Zixia Square.
Xiao Fan opened the door and took a deep breath. The fresh air seemed to be mixed with a smell of blood, and the heaven and earth were filled with a murderous aura. Today is destined to be a bloody day, and it is a whole sect.
Unforgettable days.
On the left side of the bed in the thatched hut, Lu Qingya was sitting upright in front of the dressing table to comb her hair. Xiao Jian was lying on the dressing table, holding his chin with both hands, blinking his curious big eyes and looking at Lu Qingya in the mirror, and his face appeared
A innocent smile.
"Sister Qingya, you are so beautiful. Is it better for my son to grow up as beautiful as his sister?"
Little boy looked in the mirror with his big eyes open, and said with his little finger in his mouth.
"Of course, my son will definitely look better than me when he grows up."
Lu Qingya smiled, combed her hair, looked in the mirror, then picked up Xiao Jian and walked to the door.
"Xiaofan, let's go."
"Um."
Xiao Fan nodded, took Lu Qingya's hand and left the back mountain. Xueyue lay on Xiao Fan's shoulder, opened her misty eyes and looked at him, then squinted her eyes and fell asleep.
When Xiao Fan and the others came to Zixia Square, Tian Buwei and others had already arrived.
"Junior brother!"
"When did you come back, why don't you know that we'll say!"
Cai Hexuan, Song Qingfeng, Zhang Peng and others were stunned when they saw Xiao Fan, and then they looked excited.
"Senior Brother."
Xiao Fan pulled Lu Qingya over and nodded, saying that he had met three senior brothers.
At this time, countless eyes were cast in Zixia Square, and Xiao Fan immediately became the focus.
On that day, in the outer courtyard of Dan Pharmacy, the disciples of the entire sect saw Xiao Fan being taken away by the Sect Master of the Demonic Sect. They thought that Xiao Fan would not be able to come back before the Martial Arts Competition, but they did not expect that he would suddenly appear today.
"Senior Brother Xiao is back. I wonder if Senior Brother Xiao's cultivation has been broken in the past two months. The hatred between Zixiafeng and Senior Brother Xiao is so deep. This time, unless Senior Brother Xiao abstains from power, he will definitely be on the ring.
If you meet the previous chief disciple of Zixia Peak, it will be dangerous then."
"Yes, although Senior Brother Xiao is extremely talented, his cultivation time has always been too short. How can he compare with those previous chief disciples who have been practicing for decades?"
"I heard that those previous chief disciples are already strong people at the half-step level of masters. It's too unfair to even participate in the ring competition at this level."
"Well, with Senior Brother Xiao's temperament, he will definitely not choose to abstain. After all, there are only four chief disciples in Wuwei Peak. If Senior Brother Xiao doesn't go to the battle, then the other three will go to fight. As long as they face the previous chief disciple of Zixia Peak, they will be the only one who will be the first to fight.
The ending of death is inevitable. The master's move is too cruel. Senior Brother Xiao is in danger, so he shouldn't have come back at all."
The disciples were talking a lot, and the female disciples of Cihangfeng and Chu Xiufeng were all looking at Xiao Fan. They knew that with Xiao Fan's personality, they would never retreat, so today's situation would be dangerous.
"Well, everyone from all veins has arrived. Today is the day of the five-year Huiwu Competition. Each Huiwu Competition has great significance for our Tianxuan Sect. Through the competition, we can discover it
Many potential disciples.”
Zhenren Ziyang walked out from behind the ten elders of the Protective Sect, glanced at the audience, and the sound was like a loud bell.
"I believe everyone knows the rules of the competition, so I won't say much. On the ring, the winner will passively accept the challenge of any disciple. Disciples from every lineage can come to challenge and show your strength
As long as you perform well, you will be rewarded after the competition. Disciples with very good performances may be directly promoted to elite disciples, or even chief disciples."
In the square, the disciples of each vein were silent, without any excitement or excitement, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.
This martial arts competition is different from the outside world and will surely be full of blood, and everyone knows it. However, some inner disciples still have hope and hope to perform well and are promoted to elite disciples.
The chief disciples looked extremely solemn.
"Why don't everyone look forward to it?"
A sound sounded, which made the disciples buzz. Looking along the sound, two old men with gray hair and beards came in the air, as if walking on flat ground.
"Greetings to the left and the right!"
"No need for politeness!"
The two old men came to the venue, looked at Ziyang, and said, "Ziyang, why don't you tell everyone the prizes of this competition."
Ziyang Zhenren nodded and looked at everyone in each vein and said, "The Supreme Elders' Court has always attached great importance to the Martial Arts Competition. This time, he specially took out a pair of top-grade spiritual soft armor as the prize for winning the first place, and I, Zi
Xia Feng took out two medium-grade spiritual weapons as the prizes for the second and third place. I hope that during the competition, every disciple can exert 100% combat power!"
"Wow!"
At this moment, a noise finally broke out among the disciples of each vein. The top-grade spiritual soft armor is a defensive spiritual weapon, and there are very few. Such a spiritual weapon can withstand the attacks of the innate realm, which is very precious, and many chiefs.
The disciples were all jealous.
However, some people's enthusiasm quickly cooled down. Only one of the chief disciples could get the soft armor, and the rest had no chance. In addition to the previous chief disciple of Zixiafeng, the winner of the first place,
Do the rest have that strength?
"Soft Armor is here. Whoever can win the first place with his strength will get it!"
Ziyang Zhenren took out a pair of silver soft armor, which shone silvery light in the sun. The whole soft armor was woven from unknown metal wire, and those metal wires had seal carving marks, emitting an inexplicable ray of
breath.
When the top-grade spiritual-level soft armor appeared in front of me, many disciples' eyes became hot. Who wouldn't want to get such a soft armor?
Some of the chief disciples who originally planned to abstain from the power of the power were rekindled to fight. For the sake of the top-grade spiritual soft armor, they decided to take risks.
A sneer appeared on Xiao Fan's face. Such a inferior method made many people jump in even though they knew it was a pit. Zi Yang successfully aroused the desire of some chief disciples to desire the top-grade spiritual-level soft armor.
"Xiaofan, come here."
Lin Caixuan's voice came from his ears.
Xiao Fan turned around and saw that Lin Caixuan had retreated to the crowd at some point. She was looking at herself silently and walked to her side.
"Uncle Master, is there anything wrong?"
"It's okay, can't my uncle look for you?"
Lin Caixuan asked back, her tone of displeasure.
"Of course not, I just asked casually."
"You hold this."
Lin Caixuan did not continue the topic with Xiao Fan anymore, took out a piece of seal carving paper and stuffed it into Xiao Fan's hand.
A chaotic light flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes and exclaimed: "Seal carving talisman paper that can exert a blow to the master's realm!"
"Well, today's are extremely dangerous. If you lose, you will activate it in critical moments. In any case, living is the most important thing."
Lin Caixuan said, her eyes full of worry.
"Uncle Master."
Xiao Fan looked at Lin Caixuan, grabbed her slender hand, and put the seal carving talisman paper into the palm of her hand.
"I don't need this. Besides, you, Chu Xiufeng does not have a seal engraver. This level of talisman paper is also very precious to you. Don't worry, I won't have anything to do, believe me."
"Xiaofan, be obedient, hold it."
Lin Caixuan wanted to force the talisman paper to Xiao Fan, but Xiao Fan held her hand and the talisman paper in her hand, and said, "It's really not necessary, thank you for your concern. I haven't visited the teacher in the past two days after I came back.
Uncle, did the uncle blame me?"
"What do you think? Most of the time you can't remember Uncle Master. In your heart, you only have your aunt and sister, and Sister Qingya, and maybe the witch Qin Hanyue, and Uncle Master, I am just an outsider."
Lin Caixuan's tone was a little sour.
"Uncle Master, okay, don't you do this? The martial arts competition is over later. When you wait for me in Huashen Valley, we will study Nishang's body technique again."
"Hmph, this is what you said in person. If you break your promise, don't care about Uncle Master in the future. Let Uncle Master marry that Ying Zheng."
"That won't work!" Xiao Fan's voice was cold, and there was a murderous intent, and he said, "He wants to marry you? I'm afraid he won't have that fate!"
"Yoyo, why are you so fierce? Uncle Master's marriage is not your business."
"Uncle Master, don't be angry."
Xiao Fan grabbed Lin Caixuan's hand and shook it like a child.
"Okay, Uncle Master will not be angry anymore. Remember what you said. Uncle Master will be waiting for you there. If you don't come, don't meet Uncle Master in the future."
Lin Caixuan smiled and knocked Xiao Fan's hand off with a snap.
"Go back quickly, so that your sister Qingya will not be jealous."
"Hehe, you are so nice, uncle."
Xiao Fan grinned, suddenly reached out and pinched Lin Caixuan's face, and then ran away quickly.
"Little guy."
Lin Caixuan spat lightly, looking at Xiao Fan's departure back, and a red glow appeared on her face.
When Xiao Fan returned to Lu Qingya and others, Lu Qingya just glanced at him softly and did not ask more questions.
"Now, the masters of each meridian peak will take their respective disciples to Nanfengping."
The voice of Ziyang Zhenren resounded throughout the square and kept echoing.
The disciples became even more nervous. Arriving at Nanfengping means the competition is about to begin, because the ring is there.
When leaving the main hall square, Xiao Fan felt that there were many gazes looking at him from behind, and several of them made a chill on his back.