Zhan Ziyang walked with a relaxed pace and appeared on the edge of the square together with other disciples who had not had the chance to participate in the Qi Summit.
Akabane narrowed his eyes slightly and lay lazily on Zhan Ziyang's shoulder, as if he was not interested in Qingyun Sect's Qifeng martial arts at all.
Zhan Ziyang kept scanning the square with thousands of disciples participating in the Seventh Summit, quickly looking for Liu Dong and others
In the end, Zhan Ziyang found a few figures among the ranks of inner disciples arranged according to the inheritance of their respective mountain peaks.
Yue Wumeng, Xu Wei, Liu Dong, Xu Yun, Nangong Yin and others who are related to Zhan Ziyang all participated in the Seventh Summit Wushu.
"Hey, junior brother, why are you here?" Zheng Yu, who came from a distance, couldn't help but asked curiously when he found that Zhan Ziyang was not among the crowd of disciples participating in the Qifeng Wushu.
Zhan Ziyang nodded slightly and explained with a smile: "Master said that since I have reached the ninth level of innate perfection, it is better to prepare for the tribulation with peace of mind. If I am injured during the martial arts competition, it will be dangerous, not to mention my junior brother.
I have never been very interested in the Qi Summit, so I did not participate."
Zhan Ziyang did not tell the story of his expulsion from the sect, but chose to conceal it. He was afraid that the news would reach Liu Dong and affect his martial arts competition.
Zheng Yu nodded in agreement, and sighed with some regret and said: "Even so, if you miss this opportunity, little junior brother, you will have no hope in the future. No matter how you say that the Nine Great Schools come to visit, I, the Qingyun Sect, can't help you."
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Zhan Ziyang smiled nonchalantly, changed the subject and said: "Elder brother, do you think among the many disciples of the sect who will participate in the martial arts competition this time, who will be selected to shake the rain palace?"
Zheng Yu carefully scanned the three thousand inner disciples in the square, pondered for a moment and said: "Needless to say, this girl Yue Wu Meng, her innate fire source body has long been spotted by the head of Shaoyu Palace.
Now, will other people be admitted smoothly? I think Junior Sister Xu Wei, Junior Brother Xu Yun, and Junior Brother Nangong all have a chance. However, Junior Brother Liu Dong and Junior Brother Qian’s spiritual root quality is a bit worse than others.
, but it may not be them, it also depends on their respective luck."
Zhan Ziyang also nodded in agreement. The inner disciples of the Qifeng Wuling who have outstanding performance or can successfully enter the top ten ranking competitions will have the opportunity to enter the Shaoyu Palace for further training.
However, if we guess according to the situation in previous years, even the top ten may not necessarily enter the Shaking Rain Palace. In the end, three to five disciples can enter the Shaking Rain Palace to practice, which is already very good.
At this time, Liu Dong, who was standing among the inner disciples, was originally worried that he could not find Zhan Ziyang, but unexpectedly found him among the crowd of people watching on the edge of the square.
"Why is Yangzi standing there? Did he give up this opportunity?" Liu Dong muttered to himself very strangely, looking at him with questioning eyes.
Zhan Ziyang looked at Liu Dong looking over with questioning eyes, nodded with a smile, confirmed his doubts, and said in his heart: "Dongzi, you must strive to enter the Shaking Rain Palace, so that even if I leave the Qingyun Sect, I will still be there."
There will be no worries anymore.”
Liu Dong looked at Zhan Ziyang's affirmative gaze and couldn't help but feel a little angry. He didn't understand why Zhan Ziyang gave up this rare opportunity, so he walked over to ask for more information, but he was stopped by the senior brother next to him.
Liu Dong felt unhappy at that time, and wanted to ask the man why he was blocking him, but when he turned around, he suddenly saw nine bright divine rainbows shooting out from the fire peak.
The two were led by a very old man who looked to be over a hundred years old, with a stooped body and a flying sword with thunder attribute. Next to him was an old man who looked no more than thirty years old and still had a graceful appearance, with his feet on the water.
Beautiful woman with flying sword attributes
The seven people following them were the head Xuanyangzi and the elders of each peak.
As the nine people slowly landed on the high platform of the square, the disciples of Qingyun Sect present immediately kowtowed in unison.
"Welcome to the two masters, the head master, and the elders!"
More than 20,000 disciples shouted in unison, their voices soaring into the sky, like rolling thunder, sending out ripples in the sky and rushing around.
Zhan Ziyang also knelt down and worshiped along with the more than 20,000 disciples who participated in the Seventh Summit Wushu in the square.
Zhan Ziyang, the man and woman who led them, still knew that they were the previous head and elder of Lei Feng who lived in seclusion in Qingyun Sect. Daoxuan and Daoci, who were in the late stage of becoming gods, were also the only people in the history of Qingyun Sect who spent the four-nine days together.
The Taoist Companion of Tribulation
These two people have been practicing for nearly three thousand years. Zhan Ziyang still dare not show any disrespect to them, so he can only bow respectfully. If he accidentally offends these two people, he believes that he will be killed in an instant.
will turn into nothing
"Disciples of Qingyun Sect, all stand up!" Daoxuan stood on the high platform and waved his hands. He looked old and twilight, but his voice was filled with a powerful sense of power, which shook the heartstrings of everyone in the square.
I couldn't help but tremble violently
Zhan Ziyang calmed down the trembling feeling in his heart and said to himself: "What an old monster!" Then he stood up with other disciples.