The next day, the four of them got up early, ate in a hurry, and walked away from Xuanyu Old Road. The group of people chatted and laughed as they walked towards the rooftop of Tianchi Peak.
It was too early for the four of them to go, and after chatting for some time, they saw all the disciples coming. After a while, all the elders also arrived. Since most of them had been eliminated in the competition, there were obviously fewer disciples here today.
Yesterday.
Zhu Ganglie muttered nonsense, with a look of unwillingness on his face, blaming those who didn't come for not being human beings and not coming to see him. Uncle Zhu was showing off his power, which made the disciples who happened to hear it look at him angrily.
Even though he was an enemy, the idiot didn't take it seriously. He curled his lips and kept talking nonsense.
Lang Fei and the other three had no choice but to pretend to turn a blind eye and not hear. The idiot performed a one-man show for a long time and felt that it was boring. The three of them had no choice but to keep silent and wait for the start of the game.
After a while, when the three elders arrived, Dan Bizi stepped onto the high platform and still kept silent for a while, while the disciples who had been promoted came up to the stage to choose jade cards.
All the disciples filed out and stepped forward to draw the jade tokens. After a short while, the four of them also finished selecting and returned to where they were to discuss.
Lang Feizhi's jade number is seven, Xue Ya's number is twenty-three, Zhu Gang's number is thirty, and Yunhan's number is fifteen.
Lang Fei rubbed his brows with a look of annoyance on his face. "Your life is miserable. I'm taking the lead again. Why don't you let me fight with you?"
"I'd like to teach you how to show off some authority. You're so unwilling to be so verbose!" Zhu Ganglie took the last seat again, and he didn't like to use words to get rid of him.
"You idiot is acting stupid again, don't you want to be beaten?" Lang Fei rubbed his fists and looked at the idiot fiercely.
Zhu Ganglie chuckled and said: "Brother Fei, please give him some strength. When he comes to power, he will be lucky. How can he bully me now?" After saying that, he took a few steps back and hid behind Xue Ya.
"Brother Fei, don't pay attention to that idiot. The situation in the field has become clear. It's your turn soon, so be prepared." Yun Han frowned and looked at the two of them, trying to persuade them.
After hearing this, Lang Fei hurriedly turned around and took a closer look. As expected, he saw that the winner of the three games in the field had already been decided, and the remaining pair had also come to an end. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, straighten his clothes, and recited meditation several times.
Be prepared for battle.
"Please invite the next jade medal winner to enter the competition!" Following the order from the elder guarding the stage, Lang Fei bowed his hands to the three of them and said goodbye, separated from the crowd in front of him and slowly walked onto the stage.
"Look, Grandmaster, he is still so handsome." However, several female disciples who had been eliminated long ago came to watch the battle.
"You little girl are feeling lusty again, aren't you? How do you compare to your great-uncle's apprentice?" An obviously older female disciple next to her couldn't help but make a sound.
"Senior sister!! They are masters and apprentices, it is against ethics."
"This world of cultivation has never followed secular etiquette. In my opinion, it's better for you to stop thinking about it."
"Humph..." The female disciple with an oval face and a palace dress was speechless angrily, but her beautiful eyes were focused on Lang Fei even half an inch away.
"Uncle Master, I have asked you to salute me, but I hope you will show mercy." The disciple Qi Ping, who was dressed in black, had thick eyebrows and a solemn face, bowed to Lang Fei with his hands raised.
Lang Fei saw that he was very polite and was very satisfied with him. He nodded lightly and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I have my own sense of propriety."
"So, uncle, forgive me, disciple, take action." After saying this, Lang Fei took out a strange object from his bag without waiting for a reply.
Suddenly, when he raised his hand, Lang Fei felt a sound in his ears. He focused his eyes to examine it carefully, and saw that the object was a harp, with a dragon body carved from gold and fine sandalwood, a phoenix head inscribed on jade and jade, and a tassel.
Colorful rosy blooms, blue algae. Very good looking.
Lang Fei was startled and stared at the disciple in black with all his energy.
"Uncle Master, this thing was temporarily borrowed from my master. Its name is 'Chengkong', and its power far exceeds that of ordinary magic weapons." The disciple in black caressed the body of the scorpion very lovingly and did not forget to remind Lang Fei.
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"Tsk, tsk, the vertical konghou is really a good thing. Why didn't Mr. Zhu of his family do it right? If he could make the konghou a headband and give it to Xue Ya, she could listen to music every night and play music every day, wouldn't it?
It's a pity, it's a pity that a pedantic person like Brother Fei can't do anything that captures people's beauty." Zhu Ganglie shook his head with an expression of extreme pity.
Xue Ya also learned the art of music when she was young. Her beautiful eyes stared blankly at the vertical konghou with envy. When she heard the idiot speak, she just gave him a cute look and glared at him.
"Hehe, it seems that I really like him, sister Xue Ya, but don't worry, I will tell Brother Fei when he steps down, and I will give him to you to ask for one." The idiot saw her expression and felt understanding.
, couldn't help but fan the flames.
Xue Ya bit her teeth lightly and didn't answer. She remembered that Lang Fei was still on the stage, and her concern started to rise again. She stopped watching the battle and ignored that idiot.
Zhu Ganglie chuckled dryly, tugged on Yun Han's sleeves, and whispered something in his ear. After he nodded, he smiled with satisfaction and turned his head to look at each other.
At this time, the black-clothed Taoist on the stage had already taken a few steps back to distance himself from Lang Fei, sat down cross-legged, stood the harp by his side, spread his fingers flat, and pressed lightly on the strings.
Lang Fei looked solemn and looked at the disciples in black in the distance with a look of fear. He circulated his true energy throughout his body, especially his ears, which were even more protected.
"Ding..." A sound like drops of clear spring came, and Lang Fei felt his whole body relaxed, as if hearing the sound of nature, and he couldn't help but show enjoyment on his face.
"Ding ding dong..." Seeing this, the black-clothed Taoist gently touched his five fingers, and the twenty-three strings swayed one after another. The beautiful notes jumped out of the harp like a dancing celestial being and flew into everyone's ears.
"Yeah! Yeah!" Zhu Ganglie shook his fat head and moved to the rhythm. Yun Han also nodded his head. Only Xue Ya frowned deeply. The music was soothing and the strings sounded softly, but it was quite rhythmic.
However, she clearly sensed some danger in it, there was murderous intention hidden in the calmness, and there was murderous intention in the leisurely way.
"Dong dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, jingle..." The sound of the song gradually became louder, and for a moment, he was like an iron horse with high fighting spirit. Lang Fei held the ice whale steel blade in his hand, his eyes were deep, and he was always alert to the front. At this time, the song did not show a trace of killing.
On the contrary, it makes people feel like drinking nectar, refreshing the heart and spleen.
While he was reminiscing, a glint suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Taoist in black across from him, and he hurriedly stroked the strings a few times. When the sound subsided, he hurriedly grabbed it and instantly stabilized the trembling strings.
As soon as the sound stopped, Lang Fei felt as if he was being hung in mid-air. His heart was churning, and he couldn't move up or down. A breath of suffocation accumulated in his chest, which made the zhenqi in his whole body chaotic.
"Presumably this is Huo Yunzi's favorite disciple. Tsk, tsk, gold-based Qi, coupled with such a killing thing, is extraordinary." Tian Yuzi couldn't help but admire.
"Ice, thunder, sound, cloud, and poison, these five spiritual roots are all rare in the world. The harp made by Huo Yunzi's nephew has improved the sound quality, and is equipped with the main killing energy of the metal system to imitate the way of music.
, but it is somewhat desirable." Yun Yuzi was also quite satisfied and commented similarly.
Old Taoist Xuan Yu shook his head and said softly: "The music is so vast and subtle, so how can I imitate it? The juniors are people who have never seen the spiritual roots of the music system. I want to use that rhyme method for my brother when he is young. The elders will give him a clue."
The Holy Sect participated in the Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting and was fortunate enough to see disciples of the leader of the Tianyin Sect fighting. After just one song and without using even half of their attack methods, the opponent suffered self-destructive injuries and all five internal organs were injured, which is beyond the comparison of such small ways."
"The so-called heart-breaking song, where can I find a close friend in the world? With his local musical roots, he finally won the 18th place in the Ten Thousand Sect Competition. He was able to leave here and go to the central sea of stars to find the avenue." Old Taoist Xuan Yu thought about the past.
I couldn't help but feel sad again.
"Of course, what the senior brother said is absolutely true. When I went to participate in the competition, I didn't have the chance to see Yin Linggen. However, those people with amazing talents and Tian Linggen also had difficulty in getting ahead and winning good rankings. They have all kinds of strange physiques.
Weird spiritual roots emerge one after another, and I really gained a lot of knowledge." Yun Yuzi also recalled that he was filled with emotions when he went to participate.
The three of them felt that they had not heard anything since they were young, and they were in a daze. After a while, Tian Yuzi was the first to come back to his senses and said: "Okay, senior brother, don't talk about such distant things, it is better to focus on the immediate matters first."
"Zheng..." There was a trembling sound, and the sound of the harp sounded again, but this time the black-clothed Taoist's hand was filled with a white air, and he plucked the first string of the harp.
The strong wind suddenly rose, and a chilling air rose into the sky. The string trembled sharply, and a white air blade that was indistinguishable to the naked eye suddenly shot out, heading straight for Lang Fei, who was still in a daze.
At this time, he had already been distracted by the music, and his mind was captured by the sound of "Zheng". Although his eyes could see it, his ears could hear it, and he could vaguely see the white air blade, he could not lift the true energy in his heart.
He could barely tremble his physical body, but how could he dodge the air blade with such a trivial skill? He had no choice but to watch it come.
"Ah!..." There was an exclamation in the audience. The black-clothed Taoist had never brought out such a sharp weapon during the competition before, but now he had such power as soon as he took it out, and Lang Fei pinched everything.
A sweat.
"Clang..." With a crisp sound, the Ice Whale Steel Blade fell onto the jade platform, shaking and shaking. Cold air filled the air under the impact, water droplets emerged, and Lang Fei's hands were covered with a layer of frost and snow visible to the naked eye.
"Whoosh!" The air blade slashed past, and the distorted light refracted shadows, making the trajectory of the stroke extremely horrifying.
Lang Fei's face was dripping with cold sweat. If he hadn't struggled to throw away the steel edge just now, the cold air surged up and made him wake up a little. He was busy using his energy to avoid it. At this time, he might have been defeated. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Those who can survive
Each of today's disciples is somewhat outstanding.
"Zheng..." There was another crisp sound, and the black-clothed Taoist had already plucked the second string. The same air blade passed through the void and hit Lang Fei when he was still standing.
Lang Fei felt a ringing in his ears again, his thoughts were confused, and his body seemed to be uncontrollable. He gritted his teeth to wake up his nerves with the sting, touched the ground, rolled over to the steel edge, and grabbed it in his hand.
Instead of holding the hilt of the Wen Yu sword, he grasped the steel-edged sword body and allowed its cold power to invade his body through his palm.
"Drink, drink!" Suddenly shuddered, Lang Fei used his energy to resist the cold. In this way, although he was unbearably cold, he finally alleviated the impact of the sound of the konghou and was able to gain some opportunities to take action.
"Now that the cold has entered my body, I can't hold it back. We need to determine the winner as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will definitely be injured by this cold air." Lang Fei thought about the current situation and couldn't help but think to himself.