【网ww.】This water unicorn is a prehistoric spiritual species, an ancient strange beast. As soon as it shows its power, the wind and clouds change color, and the originally blue sky turns dark in an instant.
As it took the first step towards the steps, the originally calm mountain wind turned into a violent wind, whistling sharply and rolling over the top of the sky-reaching peak.
In the blue water pool closest to Shui Qilin, the water surface changed even more. It started to tremble from being as flat as a mirror, and then suddenly rotated violently. The entire pool water rotated rapidly, and a deep vortex emerged around the center. Deep in the whirlpool, there seemed to be a rumbling sound.
A moment later, everyone heard a loud noise, and a column of water suddenly rose into the sky from the depths of the whirlpool. It was as thick as three people embracing each other. As if driven, it fell in front of the water unicorn, like a swimming dragon, crystal clear, spinning and swimming in the air.
At this time, none of the Qingyun disciples standing on the steps, including Qi Hao and others who were the most advanced in cultivation, could no longer remain calm. They all changed their colors, and some even turned pale and trembled slightly.
The reason why Shui Qilin was able to become Patriarch Qingye's powerful help in exterminating demons and subduing demons thousands of years ago, and has been highly respected by Qingyun Sect for thousands of years, is that its strength was fully revealed at this moment.
Among the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the water unicorn is the best spiritual creature of the water system. Just look at its ability to control water out of thin air. He hovered in mid-air and swam endlessly without any sign of exertion. His spiritual power was strong and his thoughts were pure, far surpassing those of ordinary human cultivators.
Even in the Qingyun Sect, where there are so many masters, there are not many people who can achieve this level even if they use magical weapons, not to mention purely using their mind power.
At this moment, the sky and the earth were darkened, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and all the disciples of Qingyun Sect were dumbfounded and at a loss when they saw the spiritual master Shui Qilin burst into thunderous fury that had never been seen in more than a thousand years.
As soon as he said it, he saw Shui Qilin roaring incessantly, his eyes widened, and the look of rage and hatred in his eyes became more and more intense. It seemed that he felt something with deep hatred or extreme hatred, and he wanted to fight to the death with it.
And the thick water column hovering in front of this giant beast was swimming faster and faster. Suddenly there was a loud noise and a "boom", and the huge water column, with endless momentum, hit the Qingyun disciples on the steps overwhelmingly. .
At this critical moment, I heard a cry from mid-air: "Spirit Master, calm down!"
A dark green figure, as if appearing out of thin air, suddenly appeared in mid-air between Shui Qilin and Qingyun disciples. It was Daoxuan Zhenren, the leader of Qingyun Sect.
After five years of not seeing each other, his celestial spirit has not changed at all, but his brows are furrowed at the moment, and he is obviously extremely puzzled by the sudden attack of the water unicorn.
But the situation is urgent at this moment. Behind him are dozens of the best young disciples of the Qingyun Sect. In the water column roaring in front, there are waves of light, and there are faint shadows of various ferocious beasts. They are obviously the water unicorns of the past. After the death of the ferocious beast, its soul was absorbed into the body by the water unicorn, and it could not be reborn.
At this moment, the water unicorn is used in the water column, which increases its power. Even with Daoxuan Zhenren's ability to reach the heaven and the earth, one can't help but be frightened.
Seeing the water column approaching, Daoxuan could not avoid it, so he had to take a deep breath and recite: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
He raised his hands and held the ball in the air. His left and right hands formed a sword-pointing formula, which seemed slow but urgent. He drew a Tai Chi diagram in front of him. For a moment, the pattern glowed in the sky, bursts of white light, and filled with auspicious energy. Then Daoxuan said
When he turned back, his dark green Taoist robe swelled in the wind and suddenly floated down from his body. The Tai Chi diagram in the air immediately rushed to the Taoist robe as if driven, and was immediately branded on the Taoist robe.
This dark green Taoist robe seems to be a treasure of the Immortal Family. After being exposed to the Tai Chi diagram, with a "whisper" sound, it grew when the wind hit it. In a moment, it grew more than ten times in size and lay horizontally in the air.
"Wow", there was a loud sound, and the water column of the Shui Qilin Envoy hit the enlarged dark green robe. He heard roars in the water column. It seemed that the souls of the monster beasts were roaring in anger. Under the heavy blow of the dark green robe, they retreated.
After walking several feet away, the center of the Taoist robe was bulged deeply by the impact of the water column, showing the huge force.
The young disciples of Qingyun who were standing on the steps were almost dumbfounded. They felt that a huge wind suddenly came and they were all unsteady on their feet. Except for a few who had practiced deeply and could barely hold on, most of them fell down from left to right.
Everyone couldn't help but lose their countenance. If Master Daoxuan hadn't taken action to block Shui Qilin's thunderous strike, I really don't know what the consequences would have been.
Zhang Xiaofan looked pale and unsteady on his feet, so he fell to the side. Lin Jingyu saw it from the corner of his eye. He was about to reach out to help him, but unexpectedly, his body tilted, but he also fell to the other side, too busy to take care of himself.
Zhang Xiaofan was so shocked that he subconsciously let go of the hand holding the "fire stick" in his arms and stretched out desperately trying to find a place to support him. He didn't even notice the cold feeling as soon as his hand left the fire stick.
The feeling disappeared without a trace.
In the air, Master Daoxuan looked solemn and was ready for battle. Behind him, "Brush, brush, brush" sounded a few times, and more than a dozen figures appeared, standing behind him in the air. The leader was Master Cangsong, and the rest were
Among them were the leaders of the six branches and the elders of each branch, Tian Buyi and Suru, all of whom looked serious.
All the masters of the Qingyun Sect are here at the moment. Looking at the world, no one will be afraid of this kind of formation. However, this water unicorn shows no fear at all under the gaze of the first elders of the Qingyun Sect, who are highly skilled in the practice.
color.
But under the gaze of everyone, Shui Qilin's originally angry eyes suddenly calmed down, and instead showed a strange look, as if he was confused. The huge water column in front of him also slowly shrank, and finally lost control and died.
It fell to the ground with a "crash" sound, making the ground wet.
At this time, the water unicorn had no power at all, but its huge body stood on the spot, still quite terrifying. It ignored the elders in mid-air, and only stared at the young disciples on the steps, looking around.
, and sniffed the air with his nose, but there seemed to be no smell.
After a while, after repeating this weird behavior many times, the water unicorn seemed to finally give up, shook its huge head, turned around, waddled to another open space, and lay down.
, leaned his head on his legs, squinted his eyes, and after a while, he heard snoring again.
Everyone in Qingyun Sect looked at each other, dumbfounded.
Taoist Cangsong came to his senses quickly, quietly moved to the side of Master Daoxuan, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother, it is not appropriate for the disciples to stay here longer."
Daoxuan woke up, glanced at Cangsong, nodded, and said: "You take the disciples up first, what happened to my spiritual master?" After saying that, he turned around and flew towards the water unicorn.
Cangsong turned around and said loudly: "Just now, the Spirit Master made a joke to everyone. Don't be nervous. Now all the disciples who participate in the martial arts test should go to the Yuqing Hall one by one!"
All the disciples responded in unison, restored order, and walked up.
But in my heart, when I saw Shui Qilin's thrilling blow just now, I'm afraid not many people would believe that it was a joke!
Following the crowd, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu walked into the majestic and spacious Yuqing Hall. Standing in this hall, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt that the memories of the past five years were being turned over one after another.
"Jingyu." Zhang Xiaofan suddenly whispered.
"What?" Lin Jingyu looked at Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan said in a low voice, "I suddenly remembered something. Have you seen Uncle Wang in the past few years?"
Lin Jingyu's face suddenly darkened, and then he shook his head and said: "No, today is also the first time I have returned to Tongtian Peak. Three years ago, I asked Senior Brother Qi Hao about Uncle Wang's situation, and I heard from him that he was still that crazy.
, I have been running around on Tongtian Peak all day long, but with Senior Brother Nagato taking care of me, there should be no problem."
Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a while and said: "When this competition is over, I miss him, will you go?"
Lin Jingyu nodded and said, "Okay, I also want to see him."
At this time, above the main hall, a green shadow suddenly flashed, and it was Master Daoxuan who flashed in from outside.
The eyes of all the elders of Qingyun Sect fell on him. Cangsong Taoist walked forward and asked: "Senior Brother, Master Ling..."
Daoxuan raised his hand to stop and signaled to him. Cangsong Taoist understood immediately and kept silent.
Immediately, Master Daoxuan turned around as if nothing had happened, and said cheerfully to the dozens of young disciples of the Qingyun Sect standing in the main hall: "Everyone is here! Okay, okay."
All the disciples bowed and saluted together, saying: "I have seen the real master."
Master Daoxuan smiled slightly, walked back to his seat, and glanced at Taoist Cangsong. Taoist Cangsong immediately stepped forward and said loudly: "Everyone, you are all the leaders of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect. I, the Qingyun lineage, have been in the sect since
So far, it has been more than two thousand years. He is actually the orthodox and righteous leader of Taoism. But the ancients have a saying: 'Industry thrives on hard work, and waste comes from play.' There is another saying: 'Sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.' I have sent generations to
In order to warn future generations and guide young disciples, the Patriarch passed down the grand event of the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition, which has been held for twenty years now."
"Ah", there was a burst of exclamation from the disciples of Qingyun Sect. Twenty times, calculated as one year at a time, it lasted one thousand two hundred years.
Cangsong Taoist looked at everyone's reaction with satisfaction and said: "Today, under the leadership of Brother Daoxuan, the leader of our Qingyun Sect, it is prosperous and prosperous, far better than in the previous life. There are countless outstanding people among the younger generation. Therefore, this time we will be the leader.
After discussing with the leaders of each lineage, senior brother has specially increased the number of people for the grand examination to sixty-four to avoid the regret of leaving a pearl in the ocean."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but look towards Tian Buyi. He saw Tian Buyi sitting under Daoxuan Zhenren, with an expressionless face but a look of impatience in his eyes. After all, the increase in the number of people competing was said to be related to the leader of each lineage.
After discussing it, in fact it is not Master Daoxuan and Master Cangsong who have the final say.
I heard Cangsong Taoist continue: "The number of people in this big test has doubled, so there are some changes in the drawing of lots. Please take a look."
As he spoke, he pointed to the open space on the right side of the hall. Everyone looked and saw a large mahogany box placed there. It was square and had only a small hole on the upper side that could fit an arm in.
"In the mahogany box, there are a total of sixty-three wax pills, each containing a note with numbers from one to sixty-three written on it."
There was a sudden commotion among the disciples, but Taoist Cangsong ignored it and said: "After the drawing of lots is completed, the competition will be based on numbers, with number one against sixty-four, number two against sixty-three, and number three against sixty-two.
By analogy, in the second round, the winner of No. 1 and No. 64 will be against the winner of No. 2 and No. 63, and so on until the final battle. Do you understand?"
The Qingyun Sect disciples standing in the hall were silent for a while, and suddenly someone said loudly: "Excuse me, Master Cangsong, there are obviously sixty-four people, but why are there only sixty-three wax pills?"
Taoist Cangsong seemed to have been prepared for this problem. He coughed dryly and said: "The rules of this competition are that there are nine people from each of the seven branches of Qingyun Sect, and among them, Nagato will have one more person. However, ahem, because there is one
The Mai Tongmen only sent eight disciples in total, so there was one less person, so there were only sixty-three."
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Tian Buyi's face at the top of Dazhu Peak. A look of anger flashed across Tian Buyi's face, but he sat upright and did not move at all.
The Qingyun Sect disciples below suddenly became noisy and discussed one after another.
After everyone calmed down a little, Master Cangsong said seriously: "But this is not a difficult task. Among the sixty-three wax pills, as long as any disciple wins the number one, he will be extremely lucky, because
There is no opponent No. 64, so he gets a bye in the first round."
As soon as this statement came out, there was another uproar among the Qingyun Sect disciples. However, Qingyun Sect is a famous sect after all, and its upbringing is very strict. Although this method seems quite funny, no one objects to it.
Master Daoxuan stood up and looked around. He, the leader of the sect, suddenly became silent. Master Daoxuan nodded and said: "In that case, let's draw lots!"
Above the main hall, everyone's eyes fell on the mahogany box. First, ten disciples from the Nagato lineage walked out, walked to the box one by one, and each took out a wax pill, and then Longshou Peak
A disciple of the same lineage.
Lin Jingyu said hello to Zhang Xiaofan and walked out. Zhang Xiaofan glanced at his back twice, and then looked at the seven leaders and elders sitting at the top.
Among these people, from Master Daoxuan down to Taoist Cangsong, Taoist Tianyun, Shang Zhengliang, Zeng Shuchang and other leaders of each lineage, he had seen them five years ago. Only the one sitting on the last chair on the right
I have never met the female Taoist nun, but from the looks of it, she is probably the famous Shuiyue Master, the first of Xiaozhu Peak.
Zhang Xiaofan often heard his senior brothers mention this uncle. He heard that Xiaozhufeng was the only branch of the Qingyun Sect that only accepted female disciples. Master Shuiyue himself was also very profound and well-known in the Qingyun Sect.
The disciples from Xiaozhu Peak have also performed well in the previous Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition.
Zhang Xiaofan took a few more glances at Master Shuiyue and saw that she was about thirty years old, similar to Master Suru. She had an oval face, thin eyebrows and moist nose, a pair of bright almond-shaped eyes, and she was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe.
It was so graceful to go.
Behind her, there was no elder standing, but a female disciple, dressed in white like snow, with a very beautiful appearance, carrying a long sword on her back, the scabbard and the hilt were sky blue and bright in color.
There are faint waves flowing, and you can tell at a glance that it is an immortal treasure.
As he was looking at him in trance, the young woman suddenly turned her head as if she felt his gaze, her eyes were like lightning, and she stared at Zhang Xiaofan coldly. Zhang Xiaofan was shocked in his heart, as if he had received an electric shock, and his eyes seemed to be stabbed.
Pain in general.
He was startled, his face slightly red, but when he saw that the woman's face was expressionless, but there was a hint of contempt in her eyes, he quickly lowered his head.
At this awkward moment, someone suddenly reached out to pull him. Tian Linger's voice said: "Xiaofan, why are you in such a daze? It's time for us to draw lots."
Zhang Xiaofan said quickly: "I don't dare to look at Master Shuiyue anymore, I turned around and followed Tian Linger towards the mahogany box.
At this time, only two branches, Dazhufeng and Xiaozhufeng, were left in the main hall that had not drawn lots. The people from Dazhufeng, headed by Song Daren, walked to the box one by one, took out the wax pills, and then walked back to the hall.
Afterwards, when everyone was checking what number they had drawn, eight female disciples from the Xiaozhufeng lineage came out, including Wen Min, and the woman in white standing behind Master Shuiyue bowed her head to Master Shuiyue and said
After saying this, Master Shuiyue nodded and said: "You can go too!"
The woman in white responded, walked among the girls at Xiaozhu Peak, smiled with Wenmin and others, walked to the mahogany box together, and took out the last nine wax pills.
At this moment, in the main hall, all the disciples were checking the wax pills one after another, and the elders of each lineage sitting at the top could not help but become nervous. Their eyes were fixed on the disciples of this lineage, hoping that the disciples would draw good lots. If they got the words,
The note of "one" is naturally perfect.
As if responding to the mood of the teachers, the young disciples of the Qingyun Sect in the hall raised their voices one by one.
"Ah! I am twenty-six."
"I'm thirty-three. Hey, how old are you?"
"Oh, I'm forty-seven. I don't know what number my opponent is. Let me do the math..."
The disciples talked for a long time, but no one said that they had drawn the precious number one note.
Cangsong Taoist frowned, coughed twice, and said loudly: "Who drew the No. 1 lottery?"
His loud voice suppressed all sounds for a moment, and the hall fell into silence.
After a long time, among the crowd, a small voice suddenly came out, with a hint of surprise and caution, as if even he himself did not believe it, said: "Return, return to Senior Uncle Cangsong, here, at my place."
Everyone looked together and were shocked. They saw Zhang Xiaofan standing in the crowd, holding a note in his hand, standing there blankly, but looking at Tian Buyi timidly. This chapter was published by an online book friend www.