He felt that the other party's spiritual thoughts were as deep as the ocean, unfathomable, and made people feel frightened. He immediately withdrew his gaze and smiled at the master of the mortal palace, but said in his heart: "Wait until I become a divine infant and defeat this person.
It’s not difficult.”
The master of Fanchen Hall was also surprised in his heart when he felt Li Xing's tenacious and powerful spiritual thoughts in an instant.
"What is the origin of this child? His spiritual power is not weaker than that of the divine fetus master, he is very powerful!"
Thinking of this, he took a deep look at Li Xing and smiled in return.
When they arrived at the Fanchen Palace, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. They saw a huge palace with a height of 100 meters standing in front of them. In front of the palace gate, there were ninety-nine and eighty-one huge stone pillars, which were pierced into the sky.
When people stand in front of the huge palace, they feel as small as ants.
The gate of the palace is also very high, so even if everyone walks side by side, they can still pass easily.
I had no time to sigh and had already entered the main hall. The layout of the hall was simple and solemn. There were also many huge pillars in the hall, which was extremely empty. In the center, a stone platform was built.
The stone platform is ten meters high and thirty meters long on a side.
Opposite the stone platform, there are twelve top chairs, which are obviously reserved for judging. The stone platform is where sword discussions are held and where everyone competes for supremacy.
The master of Fanchen Palace turned around and said loudly: "Tomorrow, at dawn, there will be a sword debate here. At that time, my male disciples from Piaomiao Palace will also participate. You all will stay here for one night. Please don't do anything casually in the meantime.
If you move around, you can only stay in the temple."
After saying that, the master of Fanchen Palace left immediately, leaving everyone behind.
Li Xing took matters into his own hands and found a place to sit down. Gu Yu, Li Jie, and Bei Shibing, who was disguised as a man, were all near him. Gu Yu knew Bei Shibing. When he saw Bei Shibing,
His expression was very surprised and happy.
However, Bei Shibing seemed to have no impression of him and only talked to Li Xing. This made Gu Yu sigh secretly, lowered his head in despair, and finally closed his eyes altogether.
At the same moment, the Forgetting Palace in the Misty Twelve Palaces.
In the empty hall, Chen Xue and Chen Shuang were sitting face to face. Their beautiful appearance was almost the same as when they parted ways with Li Xing, but they were just a little more mature and steady.
Chen Shuang raised her beautiful chin with a bright wrist and said lazily: "Sister, we have all practiced the first level of Shen Shen now. I wonder how Li Xing is doing? His cultivation level must be higher than ours."
"Do you miss him?" Chen Xue glanced at her sister.
Chen Shuang's nose wrinkled up, which was very cute.
"Huh! I don't miss him. This heartless guy has been here for several years, more than five years, and he hasn't come to visit us. If I bump into him, I will definitely..." She gestured.
Pink boxing.
Chen Xue smiled slightly: "What kind of place is Piaomiao Palace? How can he come here whenever he wants? Unless he is strong enough. Besides, how do people know that he will come to us one day if he is not practicing hard now?
"
Chen Shuang sighed again: "I know in my heart that I just...just really miss him. It's so boring and annoying to stay in this ghost place. Fortunately, I have my sister to accompany me. How can one forget love?
"
Chen Xue's eyes also revealed a look of worry: "Once we enter the Forgetting Palace, we are no longer human beings. We may really not be able to get out and will stay in the Piaomiao Palace forever."
"No! He will definitely come to us, just like the legendary Lan Gusheng and Shui Rourou, sister, don't you think so?" Chen Shuang's tone was extremely firm.
Speaking of Lan Gusheng and Shui Rourou, there were expressions of expectation in their eyes. Which woman doesn't envy heroes? She hopes that one day, the man in her heart will fall from the sky, like a man from heaven descending to earth, to save her from suffering.
This kind of story has been performed countless times and is undoubtedly a classic and dream in the hearts of women.
"I heard that tomorrow is the day of Piao Miao's sword discussion." Chen Shuang blinked, "Whoever wins the sword discussion can choose a disciple of Piaomiao Palace Girl."
Chen Xue looked at her: "Do you think Li Xing will show up? However, we are disciples of Wangqing Palace and there is no way we can participate."
Chen Shuang's eyes sparkled and she smiled: "But, I still hope he can come."
"What do you want to do?" Chen Xue's eyes widened. She knew this sister very well.
Chen Shuang sighed: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to see if there is Li Xing among the people here. If not, when we go out one day, we must give that bad guy a lesson."
Chen Xue smiled bitterly and looked around: "We can only leave the Forgetting Palace three times per month, and tomorrow is not the time to leave."
"It doesn't matter, you can leave quietly. The palace master seems to be very busy recently and has not appeared for several months. Besides, we have become gods now and are core disciples. Who among them dares to stop us?" Chen Shuang tried his best to persuade Chen Xue.
Chen Xue bit her lip. Why didn't she want to go out? However, her personality was much more conservative and steady than Chen Shuang's.
After thinking for a long time, she bit her teeth and whispered: "Okay, let's go out!"
In the Fanchen Palace, everyone found a seat and waited quietly for tomorrow's sword discussion.
One night passed quickly. When a ray of red sunlight shone down from the top of the palace, the master of Fanchen Palace and a group of people from Piaomiao Palace appeared. The twelve gods and men were all tenth level.
, took twelve top positions respectively.
Behind them, stood a group of male disciples from the Piaomiao Palace. Each of these male disciples had a rouge aura on their bodies and had no masculine appearance, just like human actors. However, there were many sixth-level gods among them, and they should not be underestimated.
The Twelve Divine Men in the top chair are none other than the Twelve Hall Masters of the Piaomiao Palace. This Piaomiao Sword Discussion is only held once every twelve years. It is very grand, and the Twelve Hall Masters actually come together to serve as judges.
Among the twelve halls, the master of Fanchen Hall is still the main person in charge. He stood up at this moment and said loudly: "A total of 567 people participated in this sword discussion. Among them, 317 were national scholars and gods.
, two hundred and sixty."
"According to the old practice, the gods and men will have a sword discussion first. The order of appearance has been marked on their respective Piao Miao Orders. When discussing swords, life and death will not matter. Next, the Piao Miao Palace's twelve-year sword discussion conference begins now!"
Suddenly, among the people in the audience, the Piaomiao Token in the hands of two gods lit up. This Piaomiao Token is a magic weapon that can be controlled by others to facilitate the ranking of swords.
The two gods immediately flew up to the stone platform. These two people are both at the first level of god training and have equal strength. The first level of god training opens the divine power meridians, so both of them have amazing powers. You punch and I kick, and they fight.
It's overwhelming.
However, in the eyes of Li Xing, a martial arts master, these moves were just like pediatrics and not worth mentioning. He shook his head at them. Is this also martial arts? It was just like children fighting, it was unsightly to watch!
He glanced at the Piaomiao Token in his hand. Sure enough, the number "Seven Three" appeared on the Piaomiao Token, which showed that he was the one who appeared in the seventy-third group. He was relatively low in the queue and had to wait for a long time.
Just as he was about to leave and find a place to practice in peace, he suddenly saw two beautiful figures. A flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and Li Xing was stunned.
Chen Xue! Chen Shuang!
Thinking he was dazzled, he quickly rubbed his eyes. Yes, they were indeed Chen Xue and Chen Shuang. The two women carefully wormed their way in and out of the crowd. They still looked the same as before, with four pairs of beautiful eyes, wandering around in the crowd.
Glancing, it seems that he is looking for something.
"Eh? Sister, why isn't Li Xing here? This bastard, didn't he come?" Chen Shuang said angrily.
Chen Xue was also a little flustered and looked around, but there were too many people and she couldn't find him at once. She didn't dare to use her mind to search. She smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe he didn't come."
Li Xing stepped on Wu Xiang's step, like a light smoke, and suddenly arrived behind the two women. He put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "What are you two beauties looking for?"
Like a thunder, the two women were stunned, and then slowly turned their heads, and they immediately saw Li Xing. This guy, with a wicked smile on his face, seemed to be saying, are you looking for me?
"You..." She only said the word "you". Chen Shuang felt that she had infinite grievances in her heart and wanted to release them at this moment. She didn't care that there were so many people here or that the Master of the Twelve Halls was above. She forgot
One year later, he threw himself directly into Li Xing's arms.
With a warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, Li Xing sighed, hugged the little girl, and said in her ear: "Have you missed me in all these years?"
"No!" the girl replied.
Li Xing smiled bitterly, and her gentle gaze passed over Chen Shuang's shoulders and fell on Chen Xue. This woman smiled gently and softly. She was much more reserved than Chen Shuang, but that strand of love was also tied to
On Li Xing.
The two hugging each other like this attracted the attention of everyone around them. Fortunately, the twelve palace masters' attention was all on the fight on the stage. As long as there was no commotion below the stage, no one would pay attention to this place.
"Are you Chen Xue and Chen Shuang?" Bei Shibing jumped out and stared at the two sisters with a curious look on his face.
When Chen Shuang saw this little girl, she suddenly had a pretty expression on her face, opened her eyes and asked, "Who are you?"
Bei Shibing smiled "hehe": "I am Li Xing's friend. I know everything about you. Li Xing came here specifically to take you away."
Li Xing quickly said: "Yes, she is a friend I know, and we are here together." Then he changed the subject and asked, "How can you come here? Isn't it in the Palace of Forgetting Love?"
Chen Xuedao: "We came out secretly and wanted to know if you would participate in the Piaomiao sword debate, and you came indeed." She laughed, and her smile was very sweet.
Li Xing said firmly: "Don't worry, I will defeat everyone, so that I can make a request. My request is to take you two away."
Chen Xue and Chen Shuang looked happy and were about to speak. Suddenly, a woman came to the side. She was dressed as plain as snow and had an ordinary appearance. Her expression was colder than ice. She said coldly: "Are you that Li Xing?"
Hearing this voice, Li Xing suddenly remembered that it was this person who took away Chen Xue and Chen Shuang, and he remembered this voice deeply.
"It's you!" Li Xing sneered, "I once said that after three days of separation, we should look at each other with new eyes. Today, I just want to take Chen Shuang and Chen Xue away!"