Si Xueyi returned to Tianlin Peak. When he was halfway up the mountain, a burst of singing came back from the top of the mountain.
Singing about the seventh cup of wine.
"Xi is singing."
Si Xueyi, who was about to return to Shuanglei Courtyard, rushed towards the top of the mountain with several ups and downs.
Not long after.
He then arrived at the top of Tianlin Peak. Under the sacred tree, Duanmu Xi, with shining silver hair, was looking at him with a smile.
The setting sun is full of rays of light.
Duanmuxi stands under the green sacred tree, with an endless sea of golden clouds behind him.
Her eyes were as gentle as a lover's, and her smile infected the whole world, making Si Xueyi laugh involuntarily.
Si Xueyi stepped forward and said with a smile: "Xi, why did you come to the top of the mountain to sing?"
Duanmuxi raised her eyes, she stared into Si Xueyi's eyes and said softly: "Senior brother has not been close to us recently, he must be hiding a lot of things in his heart."
Si Xueyi opened her mouth to explain.
But Duanmu Xi smiled brightly and said: "That story from nine hundred years ago is actually about Senior Brother, the head of the Yue family of Lingxiufang, who is now the first master."
Si Xueyi's pupils shrank sharply. He was shocked, but he quickly calmed down.
With Duanmuxi's intelligence, it is not difficult to guess the reason.
Si Xueyi said: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."
Hearing this, Duanmu Xi took a step forward, hugged Si Xueyi tightly, and said in his ear: "Because senior brother, you didn't intend to hide it from Xi."
If Si Xueyi hadn't been at the top of Tianlin Peak, telling that story nine hundred years ago.
No matter how smart Duanmu Xi is, he will never guess the relationship.
Duanmuxi let go, held Si Xueyi's face with both hands, and said softly: "But senior brother is not happy."
Si Xueyi stared into her eyes, and he saw distress and love in Duanmu Xi's eyes.
Before Si Xueyi could react, Duanmuxi took the initiative to approach and kissed Si Xueyi.
The two of them entangled each other in this kiss and separated after a long time.
Duanmu Xi said: "Xi just wants to tell senior brother that we will always be by his side. No matter what happened in the past, senior brother should be happy."
Si Xueyi's heart moved and she said, "Hongyao and Xiaobai are here too."
"Brother Xueyi, it's time to eat hot pot!"
After the words fell, a bright and clear voice came. Fu Hongyao and Bai Lixuan walked out from behind the chun tree carrying a scalding hot pot.
"Brother Xueyi, come and eat. This is made by Brother Juggernaut. The red medicine is just a little hard work, so the taste is fine, hehe!"
Fu Hongyao put the hot pot on the stone table and said with a smile.
Si Xueyi came over and sat down and said with a smile: "Even if you make it yourself, I will eat it. I will eat as much as you make."
Hong Yao's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed, but he quickly said: "Hey, Hong Yao still leaves the delicious food to Brother Xueyi. If the food is unpalatable, Hong Yao will eat it all himself."
Several people laughed when they heard this. Duanmu Xi took out a pot of wine and filled several people's cups.
Bai Lixuan said: "Si Xueyi, you are in danger now."
"How to say?"
Bai Lixuan said: "You have been involved in the battle between Longyuan Pavilion and Sangong. Duanmuxi has learned that the first master of the Holy Court is preparing for the Qianqiu Holy Banquet. In the past, the battles between Sangong and Longyuan Pavilion were all
In secret, the leader did not interfere, and the three palaces have been fighting to gain the upper hand."
"But because of the Qianqiu Holy Banquet, I have to stand up. You are the chess piece that the first one is interested in, and you are already at the center of the whirlpool quietly."
The Feast of Thousand Years?
Si Xueyi put down her wine glass and looked towards Duanmu Xi.
Duanmuxi said: "The Three Palaces and Longyuan Pavilion are competing for the dominance of the Qianqiu Holy Banquet. Unfortunately, senior brother came into Longyuan Pavilion's field of vision and became the most suitable candidate."
Si Xueyi touched her nose and was not surprised by this.
Saint Lord Yanmiao had said something similar a long time ago. He was useful to the leader, so he had the opportunity to meet Yue Bingyun.
Si Xueyi held the wine glass and said, "Xiao Bai, what do you say?"
Bai Lixuan said: "I didn't say much. Anyway, you know it. I will say whatever you say."
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "Xi."
Duanmu Xi said softly: "Xi doesn't want senior brother to leave any regrets. If conflict cannot be avoided, Xi will let people like San Gong know what cruelty is."
Si Xueyi said: "Red medicine?"
Hongyao said with great enthusiasm: "Brother, who do you want to beat?"
Si Xueyi smiled, then looked at Xi, feeling filled with emotion.
Even if he didn't say a word, Xidu would find out everything that threatened him.
The next morning, Si Xueyi and his party went to Qianqiu Square again.
After five days of fierce competition, one hundred places in the Holy Court Ranking Group A were finally determined.
The top ten and first place will be selected in the finals, which will be a battle a hundred times more brutal than the preliminary round.
As long as you can enter the top ten, you can receive many rewards, all of which make people jealous and jealous.
Many monks have already gathered in Qianqiu Square, and almost all the disciples from San Gong and Sixth Academy have arrived.
After five days of fermentation, the disciples of the Holy Academy have selected the top ten most popular players in Group A.
Without exception, they are all eighth-level Dragon Vein monks, and everyone is terrifyingly strong.
As for Si Xueyi, his popularity is also extremely high, even surpassing these popular players.
With Si Xueyi's cultivation level, no one would rank him in the top ten.
But his performance was so amazing, especially the sword technique used to kill Bai Ting, that people are still talking about it to this day.
Si Xueyi and the three of them walked towards their own fighting platforms.
When he arrived at the battle stage of Group A, he unexpectedly discovered that Group A was divided into ten battle stages.
"It seems that the rules of the finals are different from those of the preliminary rounds."
Si Xueyi murmured to herself.
It is impossible to deduce the content of the rules just from the battle platform, and we can only wait for Gu Yue Half Saint to inform us.
After everyone arrived, Gu Yue Half Saint stood in the sky.
He looked down at the crowd and said: "The rules of the final are very simple. One hundred people are divided into ten groups. Each group has a champion, and the rest take turns to pick the champion. The winner is the new champion, and the loser is eliminated.
This will be used to determine the top ten of the Holy Academy’s ranking battle group.”
Si Xueyi murmured in his heart, this rule is simple and easy to understand.
Who will be the first challenger?
There seems to be no benefit in being the champion. Who can guarantee that he will not lose once and win continuously?
The most important thing is that the more games there are, the more trump cards will be exposed.
Others in Group A were also muttering, seeing the loopholes in this rule, and started talking in low voices.
Seemingly hearing everyone's discussion, Guyue Half-Saint said: "After the first challenger fails, he has the right to challenge again, which means that the challenger can lose twice."
Si Xueyi nodded, it seemed okay.
But even so, I'm afraid no one is willing to take the initiative to be the champion.
Once someone sees through your tricks, you are almost invisible. Unless you have strong confidence in your own strength, no one is willing to take the lead.
Moreover, after the top ten are determined, we still have to compete for the top spot. The more trump cards, the better.
Guyue Half-Saint did not hesitate and said directly: "No one wants to take the lead, so we will randomly decide the first challenger."
Whoosh!
Guyue Half-Saint waved tokens one after another. There were numbers on the backs of the tokens. Si Xueyi took them and looked at the back.
"Nine."
Si Xueyi was thoughtful.
If he wasn't the ringleader, his appearance order would still be pretty good.
At this moment, three figures flew through the air and landed on the Panlong Stone Pillar in the blink of an eye.
It is the Holy Lord of the Three Palaces, the Holy Lord of Qianyang, the Holy Lord of Dragon Head and the Holy Lord of Xuanyin.
The other saints and half-saints on the stone pillar quickly raised their hands and saluted, but the saint of Feng Yuan did not salute and only glanced at him from the corner of his eye.
"Feng Yuan, you are really powerful now. When you see me and the other Holy Lords of the Three Palaces, you don't even say hello."
Saint Lord Qianyang said with a smile.
Feng Yuan Shengjun had a stern look on his face and said calmly: "We don't agree with each other if we have different paths."
Holy Lord Xuanyin said secretly: "These words are really strange coming from your mouth. The days are long, so don't regret it in the future."
The Dragon-headed Saint said coldly: "Today is enough to make him regret it. The finals are different from the preliminary rounds. There is no room for survival at the seventh level of Dragon Vein. Does Si Xueyi still want to overturn the world?"
Saint Lord Qianyang smiled and looked relaxed.
As the Dragon Head Sage said, there are many people in the preliminary round and their cultivation levels are uneven, so Si Xueyi still has a chance to win in the chaos.
When it comes to the finals, he doesn't panic at all, just wait and see how Si Xueyi makes a fool of himself.
There is even a high chance of falling directly.
Feng Yuan Shengjun's expression changed, and rarely he did not fight back. He was no longer as sharp as before.
Because he knew that what the Dragon Head Sage said was true.
The eighth-level dragon vein monks are too invincible, and the Arhat's golden body is completely invincible to low-level monks.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, there was a loud cracking sound in the air, and two figures fell from the sky.
It was when mist and dry clouds descended at the same time that the faces of many saints on the Panlong Stone Pillar changed drastically, and many even stood up to salute.
Feng Yuan Shengjun's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Two saints, why are you interested in watching this Holy Court ranking match? Longyuan Pavilion has never appeared in the past."
The Yanmiao Saint wears a wreath on his head, has red lips and white teeth, and his body is full of natural beauty.
She looked as handsome as a girl and said with a smile: "Si Xueyi was instructed by the leader and practiced in Longyuan Pavilion for a few days. Lord Kuyun and I came to see this kid."
As soon as the words fell, a strange look flashed in everyone's eyes.
The first one gives personal guidance?
Good guy, the first one is serious!
Before, many people thought that Si Xueyi was just a name-dropper and would never get the first recommendation.
Si Xueyi just appreciated her talent and casually recorded it in her name.
call out!
Holy Lord Qianyang frowned slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his face became much gloomier.
The Dragon Head Saint and Xuanyin Saint next to them looked at each other, and their expressions also looked quite unkind.
Feng Yuan Shengjun was overjoyed and said with a smile: "It seems that the first one really recognized Si Xueyi's demeanor as an immortal, and it was not just a joke."
Holy Lord Yanmiao smiled and said nothing.
Feng Yuan Shengjun glanced at him and then looked at Kuyun Shengjun.
Facing this white-haired sage, Feng Yuan's eyes were much hotter. This was the sage in charge of Danyun Palace.
He said eagerly: "Holy Lord, what do you think of this child Si Xueyi?"
Lord Kuyun smiled and said: "He is very low-key, I have a very good impression of him."
Low profile?
Everyone looked strange, even Feng Yuan Shengjun was surprised.
"Since no one wants to be the ringleader, then I'll do it."
At this moment, a hearty laughter came from below, and Si Xueyi strode forward and climbed directly onto the fighting platform.
Feng Yuan looked at Lord Kuyun and said, "Sage, this guy is good at everything, but he really has nothing to do with being low-key."
Holy Lord Qianyang said coldly: "Arrogant, do you really think that you are invincible with the guidance of the leader? Aren't you still at the fifth level of Dragon Vein? If you dare to be the master of the challenge, I will see how he will die!"