When Feng Yi and his friends first entered the hall, everyone's eyes turned and gathered on them, making them feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the head sect Tao Xuan Zhenren and the head of each vein entered. Everyone did not dare to be arrogant, so they turned their eyes back and stood there without looking sideways.

The Taoist Master Daoxuan and the first seats of each vein were sitting one after another. Behind each vein, most of them were elders in their own sects and a few disciples. However, all the disciples of each vein who participated in the grand event were standing in the hall at this time.

Feng Yi sneaked into the eye.

But when I saw the head of the upper body, I was sitting in the middle of Daoxuan Zhenren. His face was elegant and detached, and he was in a Taoist fairy style with extraordinary temperament. Especially the eyes of Daoxuan Zhenren, as deep and quiet as the stars in the night, making people unable to see through it no matter what.

Then the six people were lined up on the left and right. A Taoist sitting on the top of the left head sat a Taoist, with a serious face, serious smile, and a faint gloomy meaning. Feng Yi thought about it and recognized that he was the head of the Dragon Shou Peak, who was in charge of Qingyun's punishment!

Below the pines was another Taoist, and then there was a woman wearing a moon-white Taoist robe with a cold appearance. Feng Yi ruled out and understood the identities of the two. It was thought that they were the first Taoist Tianyun on Luoxia Peak and the first Master Shuiyue on Xiaozhu Peak.

The three people in the right head are the oldest, and the other two are familiar with Feng Yi. It is his master Shang Zhengliang and Tian Buyi, the first person in Dazhu Peak. Then it is clear that the only one left is Zeng Shuchang, the first person in Fenghui Peak.

It is rare to have this opportunity to see the head of the veins, and Feng Yi knocked them down one by one.

Let’s talk about the teachers and leaders who entered the hall, all the disciples bowed and performed the disciple’s rituals.

After the ceremony, when Master Daoxuan saw that everyone was here, he should start, so he turned sideways and showed Daoist Cangsong beside him. He was the one who presided over this "Seven-Meridian Martial Arts" exam.

Taoist Cangsong understood the meaning, then stood up, walked to everyone, and said loudly: "Everyone, my Qingyun lineage has been invented for more than two thousand years. It is actually the orthodox and leader of Taoism. You are the best among the younger generation of my Qingyun Sect. Although it has made great achievements, it is enough to comfort our ancestors, but the ancients said: Practicing Taoism is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. In order to warn future generations, our ancestors of all generations have passed down this grand event of the seven-line martial arts event once in Jiazi. It has been 20 years since then."

Once every 100 years, it will take more than 1,200 years!

At this point, it was just the time to hold the "Seven-Meridian Martial Arts". Feng Yi sighed in his heart that only in this world of cultivation could there be such a long history. In a thousand years, many dynasties were enough to evolve in the previous life, but in the eyes of those who practice Taoism, it seemed as if it should be.

The disciples in the hall were filled with enthusiasm and pride when they heard Cang Song's words.

With more than a thousand years of inheritance, the solid foundation is indeed something that Qingyun deserves to be proud of. No wonder although there are "three major upright factions" in the world, the status of the leader of the Qingyun Sect is unshakable.

Immediately, Cang Song said some exciting words and then announced the rules of the major test.

The rules of the grand test are not complicated. Sixty-four contestants (one person in Nagato) draw the number plate in turn. Then, with the number plate number number plate number, they fight with the beginning and the end, and the winner advances. Then among the winners, they correspond to the number plate order, with the end of the first battle, and then go back and forth until the final winner is determined, a total of seven rounds of competition is required.

Because the major test adopts the elimination system, luck is sometimes very important. Because Dazhu Peak has one less person and failed to collect nine people, the actual number of participants is only 63, so there is a bye quota in the first round.

Everyone was a little surprised and talked a lot when they heard this, which made Tian Buyi, who was sitting in the first seat, look a little ugly. Fortunately, Taoist Cangsong was under pressure on his usual days, and his eyes swept over and everyone was silent.

Then the lottery began.

Feng Yi and his wife stood in the same place, and the position was relatively backward. It was their turn. Feng Yi didn't think much about it, so he reached out to touch the wax balls into the box and took them out. He saw that it was "No. 7", and the number was quite forward. He took the license plate and registered with a disciple of the Nagato.

Not long after, the lottery ended.

Taoist Cangsong stood up and said, "Did anyone draw the No. 1 draw? Those who draw the No. 1 draw will be bye in the first round and will advance directly!"

Everyone spoke out in surprise and quickly asked around, seeing that the lucky one was so lucky.

Feng Yize looked directly at a dull boy beside him with a look of shock. Taoist Cangsong said again when he saw that no one stood up. It was not until this time that Zhang Xiaofan had just reacted, a little unbelievable but inexplicably happy, and hesitated: "Teacher, Master, No. 1 sign, seems to be here for the disciple!"

Everyone in Dazhu Peak was stunned for a moment and immediately surrounded him excitedly.

Jiang Feng and Xu Ming also squeezed over to take a look, sucking breath with an incredible look on their faces. They looked like they had swallowed a few bottles of aged vinegar, and the smell was full of sourness.

"This kid is so lucky, right? He only draws the last few, and he can draw the No. 1 lottery!"

Feng Yi smiled and said in his heart, do you think the saying "man of destiny" is to joke with you?

After the lottery was finished, Taoist Cangsong ordered everyone to calm down, and then he invited the head of the sect, Taoist Xuan, to leave.

Although in recent years, Daoxuan Zhenren has focused on practice, and many of the affairs in the sect were handled by Cang Song, which weakened his sense of existence in the sect. However, no one dared to neglect this gentle and generous leader, all of whom were in awe and listened to the teachings honestly.

The true man Daoxuan had a leisurely aura and his eyes faintly swept to everyone.

Then he spoke slowly: "You are all the best in my Qingyun and my veins, and my qualifications and cultivation are outstanding. There is no doubt that in the future, the heads of each vein, the elders, etc., will be selected from you, and even my position as the head of the sect, may be selected from you."

Although everyone knew in their hearts that most of the positions in the head of the sect could not fall on them, they still did not delay everyone's enthusiasm and were moved together.

Master Daoxuan nodded with satisfaction and continued: "My Qingyun Sect has been a famous sect since the founding of the sect of the Qingyunzi Patriarch, and now he is the leader of the righteous path. In this world, although the righteous path is prosperous and evil demons retreat, the evil demons and crooked people have always been insidious and vicious, and their hearts are not dead. Recently, they are even more ready to move and reveal their whereabouts!"

"At this time, we are just in need of pursuing the Tao to eliminate traitors, so you must concentrate on practicing Taoism. As long as we are self-reliant, the evil demons and heretics can take advantage of it!"

Everyone looked stern and replied in unison: "Abide by the head's teachings!"

In order to increase everyone's interest in participating, Daoxuan Zhenren actually said in front of everyone: "In addition, the winner will receive the magic weapon "Liuhe Mirror" as a reward!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was moved.

Even some elders of Qingyun couldn't help but look surprised when they heard the "Ruohe Mirror", which was obviously unexpected.

Liuhe Mirror, the tenth generation leader of Qingyun Sect, has no treasure for practicing Buddhism.

There is no doubt that this treasure has extremely high quality and great power. It is a full "first-level" magic weapon, which can be called "immortality", and is only slightly inferior to the "Nine Heavens Divine Weapon". In some occasions and for some special purposes, the "immortality" magic weapon is better than the "divine Weapon"!

For this "Seven-Meridian Martial Arts" test, the head of Dao Dao Zhenren actually took out a "first-level" magic weapon. No wonder everyone was sensation after hearing this news. It seems that Qizhen is ahead, and even those who are cultivating the truth and practicing Taoism can't help but be very moved.

Feng Yi was even more moved.

I couldn't help but think in secret that with the quality of "Ruohe Mirror", its material must be excellent. If the sword is melted, can I refine the "Divine Weapon" level fairy sword?

Feng Yi swallowed his saliva and was extremely moved.

I just wonder if the elder Qingyun knew about this, would he be punished for his great disrespect? Or would he hand over the "Ruhe Mirror" to Uncle Yan, and Uncle would help him melt it, or would he lift his sword and beat him up?

Feng Yi thought about it and according to his uncle's personality, he should have chosen to melt it.

After all, in his eyes, everything in the world is full of sword-casting materials. No one can be melted, only suitable for sword-casting.

However, he thought about it seriously and felt that it was even more likely that the uncle of the master would beat him up first, then snatch the magic weapon and melt it, and throw the pot to himself.

When Feng Yi thought about this, he shivered, thinking that even if he got the "Ruohe Mirror", he would be more cautious.

After everything was finished, more than 60 participating disciples left one after another.

Feng Yi originally planned to guard the Yuqing Palace and see what the peerless beauty who had fallen in love with many cloud cultivators in his previous life looked like, but Chu Yuhong and others pulled him to make a small gathering in the door.

They chose a secluded pavilion, with few people around them, and only the nine people Chaoyang who participated in the exam were present. As the lowest-ranking people among the crowd, Feng Yi was very sensible and bowed to everyone honestly: "Senior brothers and sisters!"

However, everyone stared at him, their eyes were burning, and they just didn't say anything.

That look really made people feel panicked. Feng Yi hurriedly said, "Senior Brother, if you have something to do, just by order, I will never refuse what I can do!"

Hou Che snorted: "If you can't do it, then you will shirk it?"

"Okay." Chu Yuhong didn't let them continue to quarrel, stood up and looked at Feng Yi seriously, "Junior Brother Feng, in fact, we have something important to come to you. But before that, I would like to ask you, how far is your current cultivation level?"

It turned out that although the senior brothers and sisters vaguely felt that Feng Yi's cultivation might have surpassed them, they had no conclusion. Until before, in front of the Bitan of the Yuqing Palace, Feng Yi used such powerful magical powers, and even suffered a blow from the Spirit Lord, he was suddenly shocked to realize that the two sides were no longer stronger, but that the gap was so big?

Therefore, this question was asked.

Chu Yuhong added: "If it is inconvenient to say it, it will be a mistake for my brother."

Feng Yi shook his head and said, "Well, it turns out that this is the matter. Senior brother, don't worry too much. There is nothing to say. It's just that Master told me not to gossip. Senior brothers, senior sisters, have never asked, so I didn't say much. - What's my current cultivation level? I just broke through the 'Eighth Level of Yuqing' half a year ago."

“——!!”

Everyone looked at each other in a very tacit understanding.

The storm waves seemed to surge in my heart, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a while, Chu Yuhong sighed and said, "Although it was indeed unexpected, it seems that my initial judgment was quite accurate. Then, Junior Brother Feng, we have something to do with you. - The opponent of this big test, Junior Brother Feng, is in the hall. I think I have experienced it one by one. I don't know what can I teach me?"

Feng Yi did not answer and looked at the others: "Well, do you want to know this too?"

Everyone nodded, their faces full of solemnity.

Feng Yi sighed: "I have only one word to tell you - no matter who the opponent is, who comes from, and treat each competition as the last one. Do your best and don't have to hold back, so that you can win with a chance."

Xu Ming was young and was very energetic: "Junior brother, would you be alarmist? Is our chances of winning so low?"

Feng Yi looked at Xu Ming: "Senior Brother, do you know me - will I joke about such things?"

Chu Yuhong patted Xu Ming on the shoulder. Chu Yuhong could feel the absolute pressure more than Xu Ming who participated in the exam for the first time.

"Then everyone, be aware of it, for Chaoyang Peak!"
Chapter completed!