Xiang Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw that the light spot was actually staying in the middle of the two areas of Iron Sword and Yunjing, and above the dividing line, there was no movement!

"I...I..."

Xiang Yun's eyes were wide open for a moment, and his mind was a little confused!

"Di...system, did I win the grand prize?" Xiang Yun asked again in disbelief.

"The host won the grand prize, plus the host raised the bet, and a total of six items were drawn!"

"Six...six pieces, six magical equipment?"

Xiang Yun almost died suddenly without excitement. At this moment, he seemed to hear the most wonderful sound in this world!

Immediately, I heard the sound of system improvement.

"Congratulations to the host, for receiving the "Iron Sword", "Mu Ren Lane Construction Order", "Lingbo Microstep", "One Hundred Top-grade Cloud Crystals", "Winning left and right", "One Thousand Top-grade Cloud Crystals", a total of six rewards."

After hearing the item reward, Xiang Yun finally came to his senses.

Speaking of which, Xiang Yun's luck is really average, and the options of Iron Sword and Yunjing were still drawn.

But when Xiang Yun heard Lingbo's micro-steps and left and right fighting skills were all among the prizes, he was already laughing out loud!

"Hahaha……"

"So what if you have bad luck? Is it a big prize or a bet!" Xiang Yun shouted with enthusiasm!

Although I didn't draw, like the psychic talisman in the world, it was possible to directly summon the big boss's magical items, but if I draw two advanced martial arts, I can greatly improve my strength and help the threats I should face.

At this moment, Xiang Yun entered the system space again and checked his spoils.

Xiang Yun was so happy that he checked two secret books, and he was extremely diagnosing in his heart.

Then he looked at the Muren Lane Construction Order. In Jin Yong's martial arts, the so-called martial arts in the world came from Shaolin, and Shaolin is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden.

After Shaolin disciples have mastered their skills, they must use their unique skills to create the "Wooden Lane" before they are qualified to go down the mountain and enter the world.

Therefore, as a Shaolin disciple, whether he can pass the test of "Mu Ren Lane", Xiang Yun can use this as a standard for evaluating his disciple's strength in the future, which is of great use.

Finally, Xiang Yun took a look at the iron sword that he despised very much. This is not the iron sword. The entire sword body is already rusty, and even the sword edge is blunt, so he can't even cut vegetables.

However, Xiang Yun still picked up the hilt of the sword and looked at it. He unexpectedly saw a word "spirit" engraved with a sharp weapon. It seemed that he had been a little old.

"Spiritual Sword?"

Xiang Yun thought to himself, is this iron sword still a mystery?

At that moment, he simply took out the iron sword, used the power of divine thoughts to investigate, and injected it with the power of qi and blood. As a result, his actions almost exploded the spirit sword directly.

This was actually a very ordinary, rusty broken iron sword, and Xiang Yun was speechless!

"Damn, the system even puts such prizes in to charge the numbers. It's so scammed!"

Fortunately, he won the big prize. If he won the iron sword alone, Xiang Yun would be so angry that he jumped into the wall!

He put the iron sword, jade flute, iron rod, etc. together and left it in the system space. Xiang Yun put away the cloud crystal and took care of it. He looked at the two secret books.

That night, Xiang Yun was in the sect master's cultivation room, waiting for the great devil to come out of seclusion, and practiced two martial arts at the same time.

...

In the blink of an eye, the Wuming Sect ushered in the first ray of dawn on August 15th!

On this day, the entire Nine Peaks of Wuming Sect were decorated with lights and colorful banners, and the sound of evening drums and morning bells resounded throughout the mountains!

The disciples and elders of each peak gathered towards the Peak of the Wuming Sect and Qingming Peak through the floating bridge!

At this moment, a tall altar was built in front of the mountain hall in front of Qingming Peak, and a bronze tripod that was more than one person was suspended in the void. Three high incense burned, and the green smoke curled up, connecting with the morning light in the east, as if purple air came from the east!

At this moment, a huge viewing platform has been built on three sides of the square.

On the viewing platform, first-class forces from all sides have arrived one after another, and envoys from each sect were second, but no force has reached the top of the viewing platform.

The cultivation world is the most respected by the strong and the level is very strict. These messengers naturally know that the top level is left to those who are truly super-class and top forces in the Tianxuan Continent. This is a symbol of identity and strength.

Seeing that it was only less than two hours before Chen Shi, Xiang Lingtian, Mu Yunzhi and Yue Jing, who were in charge of various matters of the opening ceremony in the square, were all anxious and looked at the towering golden pagoda in the back mountain from time to time!

Xiang Lingtian frowned and whispered: "Why haven't this kid come out yet? There is not much time left before the ceremony begins!"

Yue Jing was also so anxious that he was sweating profusely!

"Supreme Elder, have you said that the sect leader came up with a solution? The Killer Hall and the Seven Sects will probably arrive soon."

Mu Yunzhi stared at the golden pagoda and said firmly.

"He must have a way!"

...

Time passed minute by minute, and as the opening ceremony of the Wuming Sect was about to begin, the viewing platform was already full of people.

The entire Qingming Peak Square gathered no less than ten thousand people, which was extremely lively.

There were hundreds of breaths of the Star River Martial King present, and there were even dozens of auras of the Pole Star Martial King!

Many people may not see so many strong people in their lifetime. The scene of the opening ceremony of the Wuming Sect is really spectacular!

And just as the crowd was talking and the atmosphere was hot.

Above the Wuming Sect, in the direction where the rising sun suddenly appeared, a dazzling sun appeared, as if it was even more dazzling than the rising sun in the void!

The light sprinkled down, making the air in all directions of the Wuming Sect hot!

"The Supreme Elder of the Animazhao Sect, Zhu Lin, come to congratulate the opening ceremony of Wuming Sect!"

With a magnificent sound, falling from the nine heavens, the entire Qingming Peak Square fell strangely for a moment!

The next moment, the audience was in an uproar!

"Amaterasu!"

Amaterasu, among the seven major sects of the righteous path, actually arrived first.

This top sect that comes to the east of the mainland is a super sect that has been going on for more than 100,000 years. When it comes to the comprehensive strength of the sect, it can almost be comparable to the Divine Sword Sect, which is the leader of the seven sects.

Xiang Lingtian and Mu Yunzhi, the two Supreme Elders of the Unknown Sect, did not dare to be negligent. They immediately opened the magic array and rose up in the air.

"Xiang Lingtian, the Supreme Elder of the Wuming Sect, and Mu Yunzhi, welcome the envoy!"

The next moment, the blazing ball of light in the void gradually faded away, and a round of wheels fell from the sky.

There were five people standing on the roulette, led by an old man in gold robe and a middle-aged man in yellow robe.

Behind the two were three disciples of Amaterasu, one of whom was dressed in red, looked only seven or eight years old, and was about the same age as Qiao Feng.

But at such a young age, there was a look of contempt between his eyebrows, and the aura on his body even had a bit of fierceness!

"This is the Wuming Sect? It seems that it's just ordinary! But it's better than the previous deserted hills."

The boy in red looked at the nameless Sect Jiufeng below, and his face showed disdain.

"Can'er, since you have arrived at the Wuming Sect, don't say bad things about your master!"

The middle-aged man in yellow scolded and glared at the young man.

The boy was not afraid and said unfairly, but smiled at the middle-aged man.

"Uncle Master, with your cultivation level, you can choose the mountain gate of this unknown sect alone."

"you……"

The middle-aged man was determined to scold him with a stern face, but he was helpless to defeat his achievements.

He also has no way to curse this nephew who is used to being spoiled by the sect in daily life, such as "Hong Can", the first genius who took the sect today.

"Hehe... I didn't deny what I said. I knew, uncle, you must have taken that step. It seems that this time, uncle, is a great responsibility for coming to Wuming Sect."

Hong Can showed a mean smirk on his face.

"Can'er, don't be presumptuous!"

At this moment, the old man in the lead rebuked, and Hong Can, who was originally smiling, had a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head in disappointment.

"Today's opening ceremony of the Unknown Sect, you should listen more and talk less, and you should not cause trouble." The old man in the golden robe said in a low voice.

"Uh...yes, Grandpa Shi!" Hong Can lowered his eyebrows and bowed obediently.

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing when he saw this. It was really a matter of submission. However, who dared to disrespect his uncle Zhu Lin and the entire Amaterasu Sect except the sect leader and several ancestors?

"Walk……!"

The old man waved his hand and everyone rode on the jade plate, which immediately turned into a stream of light and shot towards the top of Qingming Peak.

Welcomed by Xiang Lingtian and Mu Yunzhi, the five of them stepped onto the ground of Qingming Peak.

When the five people landed, their eyes looked at the mountain behind Qingming Peak, the towering golden pagoda.

Hong Can immediately pointed to the pagoda and pulled the sleeves of the middle-aged man in yellow and said.

"Uncle Master, look, look! That tower is the divine call we came to the northwest last time and competed for, the one with the surname Feng..."

Before Hong Can finished speaking, he felt his heart tremble suddenly, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, which made him dizzy.

The little guy slowly came to his senses, looked at Zhu Lin in front of him, and immediately stopped talking.
To be continued...