Three souls, seven souls and wills surged, and the huge symbol of kindness in his mind finally shined brightly.
The sword energy is like silk, with strips flowing around him like a cage and like a river.
Zhang Xiao couldn't help but be extremely surprised. Zhai Wangsun, who was only in the realm of Zhenwu, could drive so much sword energy to move around him. I'm afraid he wasn't much weaker than Bie Zhelai.
However, what Wangsun Zhai said is right, it is not suitable to fight for a long time here.
In fact, it’s fine if I lose. The key is related to the honor of Yunjuan Academy.
If he loses here, it will be difficult for the students of Yunjuan Academy, especially among the other eight county colleges, to hold their heads up in the future.
"Good sword technique, but Prince Zhai, this is related to the honor of Yunjuan Academy, so I won't be polite."
Buzz..., a sword light spurted out, and the Wen Dao vitality of the middle Dantian, the vitality of the Lower Dantian and the Meng Qiu Divine Art all roared out.
Cang, this sword light erupted with a huge buzz, like a master calligrapher writing a stroke at the height of the second altar!
Click, click, click, the sword light that was originally hidden on the altar was instantly cut open by this sword light, turned into countless streams of light, and returned to Wangsun Zhai's long sword.
"This sword-controlling technique, Meng Qiu Divine Art, is actually so powerful?"
Zhai Wangsun was unwilling to accept it. He looked at the arena full of autumn killings, and his mind was filled with thoughts, and he felt a little dejected.
"This kid actually knows how to wield a sword?"
Countless students all stared blankly at Zhang Xiao holding a sword in the air, with endless and intense envy in their eyes.
"Don't you know this? The reward for the champion of Yunjuan Academy's competition is the introductory sword technique of the Good Sword Sect, the sword control technique!"
There was a Yunjuan student who was extremely excited and proudly introduced it.
"It seems that sword control is real. Since this kid knows this, he must have defeated Princess Zhaoyang to get it."
"It's just that the competition has only been over for a long time, and you have already learned it?"
There were still students who looked at Zhang Xiao in disbelief, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"Hmph, my brother is the most powerful. What's so rare about this sword-controlling skill? It's not as hard as our Phoenix Divine Spear to learn."
Xiao Doudou's angry voice sounded, making countless people stunned.
Phoenix God Spear Technique? Isn't it a piece of shit that's just for sale on the street? How can it compare to the skill of wielding a sword?
"Haha, children are children. Sword-controlling skills are the secrets of middle-grade spiritual martial arts, and the other is the secrets of middle-grade true martial arts. Which one is on the same level?"
Some students shook their heads slightly, looked at Zhang Xiao with a silly smile, and couldn't hide the envy in their eyes.
Until this moment, no one doubted the strength of Zhang Xiao's championship and Yunjuan Academy.
"Oh, yes, yes, there are experts in the county court. They actually have cultural background. Our empire is really going to prosper."
"Yes, it's just that Dean Tao of Yunjun College is also fooling around. He doesn't reward good literary secrets. He insists on giving Zhang Xiao, who has a good cultural background, secrets of sword sect. Isn't this nonsense?"
"I just thought it was Dean Tang's Tang shirt, but I didn't expect it to be this illegitimate son."
"What kind of illegitimate child? Tang Zichen and his mother are not married..."
On the first altar, a Confucian scholar spoke arrogantly, making Zhang Xiao's eyes turn cold in the air.
Dong Dong Dong...
At this moment, nine bells rang out from the high altar above the first altar, causing all the students to tremble.
Whoosh, countless students hurriedly put away their vitality and walked quickly towards the location of their college.
Huh? What is this for?
Just when Zhang Xiao was in a daze, suddenly, a cyan soldier stood under the high worship platform and shouted loudly.
"The Qinglong Festival will begin in ten breaths. All students, please return to your place!"
Cang, the sword light surged, Zhang Xiao hurriedly fell from the air, looked at Instructor Wen who had been watching the show, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Teacher Wen, have you seen enough dramas along the way?"
"Is it possible that you want me to help you defeat Wang Sun Zhai?"
The gentle voice sounded, but Zhang Xiao was stunned and couldn't find anything to say to refute!
Whoosh, whoosh, tens of thousands of students, their Confucian uniforms shaking, making bursts of sounds, the scene turned out to be unusually grand.
Zhang Xiao slowly sat on the futon on the ground and looked around, only to see Xia Dongyuan, Tao Zai, Zhao Hei and others all giving him a thumbs up.
However, these thumbs all became weak and unimportant compared to Ye Qingni's beautiful smile.
"Brother, you are the most powerful."
Xiao Doudou got into Zhang Xiao's arms from the side and whispered coquettishly, making countless students roll their eyes.
Zhang Xiao is good at everything except doting on this little baby.
"The sky is high and the sky is high, but virtue is long..."
Suddenly, a loud voice sounded on the altar, and a figure in red robes appeared.
A man wearing a luxurious red robe, with a tall Confucian crown on his head, holding a glass of turbid wine, suddenly poured it into the eastern sky.
"The sky is high and the sky is high, but virtue is long..."
Countless Confucian students followed this person and recited loudly, and then the sound of reading slowly sounded from the second altar and the third altar.
"This is the other dean of Shangru, named Bai Jingdan. He is equal to your father..., well, he is equal to Tang Sanqiu."
Instructor Wen's voice sounded, and Zhang Xiao was shocked.
It turns out that this is the Dean Bai mentioned by the mentors Ye and Zhou.
It’s just that it’s too far away and I can’t see clearly what the land looks like!
"The Emperor Ming is compassionate and has ambitions in all directions..."
Another glass of turbid wine was poured towards the northeast, and Dean Bai's voice sounded again.
Wuqi Sanjiu, a sacrificial method passed down from ancient times, was unexpectedly inherited perfectly.
Zhang Xiao looked at Dean Bai, who was leading tens of thousands of students on the altar and participating in the sacrifice, and sighed in his heart.
This is probably the most complete thing preserved in the Blue Star civilization besides writing.
Thinking of this time, endless doubts were swirling in Zhang Xiao's heart.
What exactly has happened between ancient times and the present? Why have all the things that should have existed disappeared?
"Forge the soul and body of the Azure Dragon, protect the human race, and kill all directions. The Azure Dragon Sacrifice begins."
"Qinglong, it's time to wake up and eat. If you don't increase your energy, how can you grow? How can you protect the human race and how can you wipe out all the little ones?"
The voice with majestic literary rhyme sounded on the high altar, and Dean Bai shouted loudly, echoing in all the green mountains of the Zhengyang Mountains.
Whoosh, as soon as Dean Bai's voice fell, a breeze suddenly came, blowing up the mountains under the golden sunshine.
Countless ancient trees are blown by the mountain wind, like a dragon twisting and turning, and the countless green waves of ancient trees are like the scales on the body of a green dragon.
hold head high···.
A majestic dragon roar resounded throughout the vast Zhengyang Mountains, the heaven and earth shook, and countless creatures crawled.
Tens of thousands of students followed them respectfully, and Zhang Xiao, who was extremely shocked, followed them sluggishly and lowered his upper body.
Is there really a dragon? It was the dragon's roar just now.
With his head on the ground, Zhang Xiao looked at Ye Qingni, Zhao Hei and Tao Zai in disbelief.
The three of them nodded slightly and put their index fingers between their lips.
Don't say anything!
During the Qinglong Festival, do not make any messy noises to avoid being disrespectful.
Um..., Zhang Xiao looked at the appearance of the two people and was speechless for a while.
After all, it is a world where one can practice. Although in the mortal world, divine objects like the Azure Dragon are rare, but the Azure Dragon in the Azure Dragon Festival is not a real divine dragon. Is it necessary to be so cautious?
Alas, tens of thousands of students are all worshiping on this altar. Are they worshiping Qinglong or surrendering to Emperor Ming?
Zhang Xiao suddenly felt a little distracted. He raised his head slightly and looked at Dean Bai Jingdan who was on the stage.
Should the high-ranking and powerful dean also bow to Qinglong?
I wonder if Master will worship Qinglong?
Huh, a stream of turbid wine was sprinkled into the void, the tall Confucian crown shook, and the resonant voice of Dean Bai Jingdan sounded.
"Welcome to the majestic blue dragon..."
"Welcome to the majestic blue dragon..."
The voices of countless students rang out, like the roar of war drums and the sound of thousands of thunders, shaking the mountains.
The humming and swaying mountains seemed to have no intention of stopping, and the winding green mountains around them seemed to be coming to life.
With a rumble, countless rocks rolled down the mountain, and countless creatures in the mountains began to run in fear.
Rustling, at this moment, all the trees and grass in the Zhengyang Mountains were trembling, and the green waves all over the mountains were swaying.
On the high mountains, leisurely white clouds were suddenly attracted by the swaying mountains, and merged with the strange mountain mist exposed in the swaying mountains, like a huge dragon, slowly moving towards the third place.
A crowd of worshipers came to the altar.
Tens of thousands of students all held their breaths, their bodies kneeling on the ground, tilted slightly, looking sideways at the clouds and mists above the Zhengyang Mountains, looking at this strange dragon in disbelief, opening their eyes wide and reluctant.
Blink.
A uniform and unique sound resounded inside the long dragon of cloud and mist. Inside the long dragon, a faint golden light emerged, as if a dragon soul was rolling.
Ang, another huge roar sounded, shaking all the students, their ears rang in unison, and a long line of clouds and mist finally arrived on the stage.
Whispering, the eight jars of fine wine turned into eight springs and rushed towards the long dragon of clouds and mist. On the altar, the literary energy became rich and masculine.
"Hello, I am Bai Jingdan, Dean of Confucianism. We are about to sacrifice lives for Senior Qinglong, and we will ask you to open the Qinglong barrier at that time."
Bai Jingdan's voice sounded on the stage, and Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment.
It turns out that this is not a blue dragon, but just a dragon soul?
"hold head high!"
Another loud voice sounded, seeming to agree with Bai Jingdan's words, causing the dragon soul to roll, and the clouds and mist in the mountains rushed like a long river, frantically surrounding the altar.