As the Spirit Contest approaches, undercurrents surge in Tiankui City, and leaders from all directions are constantly coming.
After Si Xueyi and the other two decided to stay, they rented a yard in the city and did not meet with Shengyuan and others.
That night, the stars are as clear as the moon and the wind is clear.
Si Xueyi came to the front yard alone.
His handsome face was filled with a faint smile, bright eyes and white teeth, and a quiet and relaxed expression.
To be honest, the drunkenness of tears in the daytime has not passed, and the past hidden deep in memory has caused some impact on him.
He and Xiluo were once close, and had no secrets between them, whether in their hearts or in their bodies.
But the arrow nine hundred years ago, the arrow shot from Long Zhi's sigh, was eventually shot by Xi Luo.
“The past is really sad…”
Si Xueyi sighed lightly, her eyes firmly became firm, and she pondered: "But I am not a sentimental person, the person in front of me is the most worthy of cherishing."
Alas!
The Burial Immortal Sword was unsheathed, and Si Xueyi practiced the Qilin sword technique in the mythological jade slip in the night.
There are six unique skills in mythological jade slips, including the Qilin sword, the phoenix gun, the blue dragon finger, the black wu shield, the white tiger seal, and the vermilion bird wings.
Now the Qilin sword technique has reached the realm of being in a state of enlightenment. The killing move of the Saint's Sword without Self can be easily used, and the Holy Qilin's light can be broken out at any time.
With his current eighth level of the dragon vein, he can directly practice the second unique skills Phoenix Spear.
Surlock!
Under the moonlight, Si Xueyi was wearing a white dress and moved around in the yard. The sword light shone brightly, the sword shadow changed a lot, and the sword sound echoed endlessly.
The four artistic conceptions of Qilin sword technique, wind, fire, thunder and water, are vividly interpreted by it, as elegant as an immortal dancing a sword.
"Such a beautiful scene, my senior brother really didn't sleep."
When the sword technique practice was completed, a crisp sound came.
Si Xueyi shook her wrist, her sword body turned into the air, and shed it neatly into the sheath of her left hand.
He looked up and saw who else could the speaker be if it was Duanmuxi.
Duanmuxi's face, like a lotus in clear water, is flawless under the moonlight, with silver hair shining and eye-catching. She is more beautiful than the fairy in the sky.
Si Xueyi looked at her with a smile and said softly: "I'm waiting for you."
The two have a tacit understanding.
While drinking during the day, Duanmuxi saw through his thoughts and advised him to stay in this Tiankui City, so he naturally had something to say to him.
"Then senior brother, please lend me Fengleiqin."
Duanmuxi quickly stepped forward and took the Fengleiqin that the red medicine gave to Si Xueyi.
"Purple wind and thunder, Shenxiao Jiu Transformation."
Duanmuxi knew the story of this piano and Hongyao. After saying a little, he sat in the yard and played the piano.
She looked up at Si Xueyi, her expression was abnormal. There was no charming look under the moonlight, only quietness and solemnity were left.
Si Xueyi was wondering, and the sound of the piano suddenly rang, and his face immediately changed.
"Rich Shang Feathered Clothes!"
His expression moved, his shoulders swayed slightly, and he couldn't help but walk half a step forward.
This is one of the ten great songs in ancient times. When the person who can learn this song can count with one hand, even he will not be able to play this song.
But no one in the world can do it, and that Yueda Master will definitely do it.
Si Xueyi remembered that before leaving the Holy Courtyard, she saw Xuanyin Guqin breaking through the water in Jingxin Lake and turned into a scattered geese to escape from the moon palace.
"I see."
Si Xueyi looked stunned.
Yue Bingyun gave up the way of music, and the mysterious guqin was covered with dust for nine hundred years. That day, it turned out to be to teach Duanmu Xi's colorful clothes and feathered clothes songs.
No...No.
Si Xueyi quickly realized something was wrong, her expression was completely moved, and her body became a little nervous and uneasy.
He didn't want to listen to the sound of the heavenly sound, letting his thoughts run wild.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end, and Si Xueyi was still at a loss until a soft body hugged him tightly.
"The first person asked me to teach you this song, saying that only the song of the colorful skirt and feathered clothes played by my beloved can help me go further in the Nine Heavens Xuannv Dance."
Duanmuxi's voice rang in his ears.
Si Xueyi's eyes were wet, and a drop of tears fell silently.
His right fist was clenched, his heart was cut like a knife, and he was in great pain.
Nine hundred years!
It has been nine hundred years since Yue Bingyun has not forgotten him and is still thinking about him. So how hard has she lived in the past nine hundred years?
"Senior brother, she is very lonely at the first place, but I know that she has no intention of not recognizing her senior brother. She just can't say anything about her pain in her heart. She doesn't know how her senior brother survived the past nine hundred years."
"But she didn't want her senior brother to be as lonely as she did, so she asked Xi to transfer this Nishang Yuyi Qu to her senior brother. She wanted to fulfill her senior brother and Xi."
"Senior Brother, even if you get the Purple Thunder Holy Fire, stay here. Don't leave in a hurry. Xi believes that the knot between the head and the senior brother will definitely be opened."
...
Si Xueyi turned around and looked at the silver-haired girl in front of her, and couldn't help but reach out to touch her face.
He felt sorry for Yue Bingyun and cherished the person in front of him. A lot of guilt surged in his heart and said softly: "Our company Xueyi is really lucky. What kind of virtue can we meet a woman like you."
Duanmu Xi said: "Senior brother, why do you have to say this? I know that nine hundred years ago, the person who was against the first person was the senior brother. Just like the senior brother, he also knew that Xi was the so-called saint of Taixu Immortal Sect, we are all sad people.
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"At that time, my senior sister took care of me who was the most helpless. It was my senior brother who let Xi dance again. Xi was honored to meet her senior brother."
She lifted up the long hair next to her cheeks and pressed her tightly against Si Xueyi's face.
After a long time, the two slowly separated.
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "I promise you that even if you get the holy fire, you won't rush to leave the holy academy."
"very nice."
Duanmu Xi smiled sweetly, and his face was particularly charming under the moonlight.
Si Xueyi looked at the smiling face in front of her and had a thought in her mind that he wanted to take down the holy Yin fruit after ascending the spirit and give it to Duanmu Xi.
Don’t say that you can never pay it back if you owe Duanmuxi too much.
If you can't afford to pay it back, won't you pay it back?
No, if you can't afford to pay it back one by one, start with what you see.
In the following time, Si Xueyi practiced the song of the Nishang Feathered Yi during the day and practiced the Phoenix Gun in the Mythical Jade Slip at night.
Compared with the changing artistic conception of the Qilin sword technique, water, fire, wind, and thunder, there is only one kind of artistic conception of the Phoenix Spear, which is flame, endless fire, endless fire of anger, burning the sky, destroying the earth, and dying the people.
Si Xueyi was able to practice easily, and there was no obstacle.
A few days later, he realized the truth in flames and rage.
In the flames of the phoenix, we have realized the way of rebirth and death, and the flame is not just anger.
The phoenix soars and dances for the people, the phoenix sings the nine heavens and the golden lights and flames spread the sky, and the flames only burn all the filth in this world.
Nirvana between rebirth and death, a new world is nurtured.
To be fair, there is no difference between the power of the Phoenix Spear and the Qilin Sword, but the artistic conception is completely different.
The Qilin sword is noble and cold, and the Phoenix gun is immortal and endless.
If an opponent adapts to the Qilin Sword and uses another set of Phoenix Spear, it will definitely catch the opponent off guard and cannot deal with it.
...
As time goes by, Tiankui City becomes more and more lively.
Especially when Meng Xinghe also came, this border city was completely boiling.
What a man Meng Xinghe is!
That is a superb destiny, a young genius, a legendary figure in the Pure Land of Tianxu.
Since the Shenwu Empire set the dragon list, he is the only one who topped the list in less than a year.
And after reaching the top of the list, I never came down again.
You should know that there are many older generations on the Dragon List. It is almost impossible for the younger generation to pick all these people within one year.
Such a monster has attracted much attention since becoming famous and is also the goal that countless people want to challenge.
When he made a bold statement and wanted to top the spirit promotion conference, it immediately caused a sensation.
All kinds of geniuses came to fight him.
If he can defeat him, he will not only be famous in all directions, but also get a magical object like the extraordinary sacred Yin Fruit, and maybe he can also seize the luck that the opponent has accumulated on the dragon list.
Who wouldn't be moved by those who are energetic?
You should know that in this Pure Land of Tianxu, there is nothing short of genius.
Tiankui City commands 36 county towns on the frontier. The city lord's mansion is magnificent and grand, and is built by the Ministry of War of the Shenwu Empire.
There is a Fengyuntai in the city lord’s mansion!
Fengyuntai is a huge martial arts arena. On weekdays, soldiers often fight here, allowing tens of thousands of monks to come here to watch the battle.
The Spirit Ascension Conference is held here.
All the tickets were sold out half a month ago, and now they are hard to get tickets, and they are being hyped off the market to sky-high prices.
Originally, the Spirit Ascension Conference only allowed the City Lord's Mansion and several overlord-level sects to participate, but as this matter became more and more serious.
Especially after Meng Xinghe arrived, the city lord's mansion changed the rules.
Any monk, regardless of right or wrong, can participate in the competition for the spirit ascendant conference as long as he pays thirty top-grade spiritual jades.
Once the rules change, the sky will be shaken.
Many monks were shocked. Just by the registration fee, the bright light could make a lot of money.
But what is even more surprising is what exactly is Ming Guanghou want to do?
It is already weird enough that Ming Guanghou intervenes in the battle between the holy Yin Fruits among the six major sects. Now this rule is even more incredible.
What confidence does this Ming Guanghou have to ensure that the city lord's mansion will definitely get the extraordinary sacred Yin Fruit?
This is a conspiracy!
Everyone knows that Ming Guanghou holds this spirit-raising conference to make all the leaders of his own stepping stones and eventually bring the extraordinary sacred Yin fruit into his pocket.
But even so, leaders from all sides are still coming.
Because the six major sects are not soft persimmons, Ruming Guanghou really does not abide by the rules and is not afraid of breaking up with him.
Today, it finally came the day of the Spirit Ascension Conference.
The martial arts arena is already crowded, and the people from Fengyuntai Outer Saint Academy and the five major overlord forces have already taken their seats in the VIP seats.
Meng Xinghe is also among them, and monks from all walks of life can see it at a glance.
"Meng Xinghe is also a smart person, why did he still enter the game with his own strength?"
A young man in purple with extraordinary talent stared at Meng Xinghe in the distance, frowned.
His name is Qu Yin, and he is the ninth genius on the Dragon List. His cultivation and strength are unfathomable.
He continued: "How could Mingguang Hou take out the Tianji Liuyao Pan for no reason to do good deeds? If you are not sure, this Spirit-Summit will be a wedding dress for others."
Li Daohong, a young man in white next to him, smiled and said, "Maybe this is confidence."
Li Daohong is also not simple. The genius on the eleventh day of the Dragon List is Qu Yin's friend.
Although Qu Yin has a high ranking, he really dares not say that he will win the other party with confidence.
Qu Yin looked at the friend beside him and said, "Brother Li seems to know something?"
Li Daohong smiled mysteriously, held the folding fan, and whispered: "Brother Qu has been in seclusion for too long. The news may have been blocked. Do you know the Qianqiu Holy Banquet?"
"The Feast of Thousand Ages? The Feast of Thousand Ages held once a hundred years."
Li Daohong spread his folding fan, shook his head, and smiled and said, "It is the Holy Banquet of Thousand Abbreviations, the saint of the saints, which only took place once every thousand years. It is reported that the first Holy Academy was instructed by the Emperor Xiluo of the Shenwu Empire to restart the Holy Banquet of Thousand Abbreviations in the Pure Land of Tianxu.
Stable the empire's rule in the Pure Land of Tianxu."
Qu Yin was shocked and felt unbelievable.
Li Daohong pondered: "Once the Thousand Abbreviation Holy Banquet is held, it will be the biggest event in the Tianxu Pure Land in a thousand years. Any genius and monster cannot get a seat in it, and their peers will be left behind in an instant."
"And the threshold of this Thousand Abbey Holy Banquet is the realm of the heavenly throne. Meng Xinghe participated in this spirit-raising conference with a high profile, just to repeat his story on the Dragon List. He gathered all the monsters on the Dragon List and defeated them all in one breath.
The invincible style enters the realm of heaven and continues his legendary myth."
Qu Yin's face changed slightly. He obviously did not expect that there was such a hidden story behind the Spirit Contest.
After a while, he said in a deep voice: "This Meng Xinghe picture is so big."
Li Daohong shook the folding fan and looked at Meng Xinghe in the distance and said coldly: "How can he be satisfied? I really think that there is no one on the dragon list!"