Tao Zi frowned, and Huan Xu in front of him also had some confusion in his eyes, but he didn't speak.
During the next period of time, they all stayed in Jianzong, quietly waiting for the time to come.
At the same time, Jian Zong also announced a news - a banquet will be held tomorrow, and all monks participating in the competition can participate.
This is a custom. Each sect responsible for the competition will hold a banquet, usually after everything is over.
Tao Zi glanced at Luanxu not far away, and an idea came to her mind - could there be other reasons for entering Sword Mountain in such a hurry?
At this time, Xu Qianjia also woke up. He sat on the bed with a sullen face. Lan Yongji worriedly asked: "After this competition, will others look down on the Minglan Sect?"
He heard the faint blame in these words and sneered in his heart. This Lan Yongji was really allowed to be selfish by him.
When He Qianyi heard this, he felt anxious and immediately said: "Second Senior Brother, what are you talking about? It is normal to have losses and wins in the world of immortality."
As she said that, she took a careful look at Xu Qianjia's face.
His expression was as usual and he said: "Yong Ji, you go out first, I have something to say with Qian Yi."
Lan Yongji turned around and left without hesitation. He Qianyi said cautiously: "Brother, how is your health?"
"It's okay." He paused and then said, "What's the public opinion outside?"
She immediately lowered her head and said nothing, and Xu Qianjia knew the situation, but he also knew that being laughed at was inevitable.
He said calmly: "Keep an eye on Tao Zi, don't let others do anything to her."
If you have already lost, you cannot be told that you cannot afford to lose.
Xu Qianjia was there planning the next thing.
He Qianyi knew that he was saving face, so he said cautiously: "Actually, as long as the strength increases, no one dares to say anything."
He paused and said, "Senior brother, you know better. You should pay attention to the people in other peaks recently and don't let them act like monsters."
He Qianyi nodded, looking at the fatigue in his senior brother's brows, the original fear disappeared a lot.
Senior brother used to be very good, but now he has become like this because others forced him to do so.
Thinking like this, she somewhat felt sorry for her senior brother's difficulties, but she never thought about how difficult it was for the senior sister who used to shield them from wind and rain.
In their eyes, some people are born to give.
Xingfeng
"Hello, Senior Brother He."
Many people greeted the visitor one after another. Senior Brother He nodded with a smile and walked into the taboo room under their gaze, where the leader of the torture hall, Xing Zhan, was locked up.
Xingzhan looked particularly at ease. He was making tea and said calmly, "What do you want to see me for?"
Senior Brother He smiled slightly and said, "Master, let me show you a photo of the competition."
He glanced at the picture on the photo ball, his body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed quickly and said, "It's really not good."
"Master, do you know the woman above?"
Xingzhan sneered and said, "I don't know him."
"That's strange. At least nine of the ten outstanding physical cultivators came from the execution hall."
Xing Zhan said nonchalantly: "If you have narrow vision, don't come here to embarrass yourself."
Senior Brother He didn't take it seriously, smiled, turned around and went out.
No one noticed that his hands were shaking slightly when he raised the teacup. Only the ripples of the water witnessed all this.
Senior sister, is that you?
In the evening, the sky was dark with no clouds, and it looked a bit gloomy.
But no one cared about this. Everyone gathered in the back mountain and was excited.
Although the mountain where Jian Zong is located is also called Jian Mountain, the real location of the sword is not here - Jian Zong uses formations to hide it. The so-called open sword mountain refers to the formation that opens it.
The elder of Jianzong repeated the rules before opening the formation, and a burst of white light rose in front of everyone.
They walked into the white light, and a mountain peak standing on the top of the clouds appeared in front of everyone. Looking at the white clouds slowly swimming under their feet, they didn't know for a moment whether this was a virtual scene.
Wangxu was the first to go to the mountain, followed closely by everyone.
When they came to the mountain, countless sword hilts appeared in front of them on the mountain peak, and many people's breathing became rapid.
Wangxu said steadily: "Everyone, please release your spiritual power, and the destined sword will come to you."
As he spoke, the spiritual power in his body overflowed and reached towards the mountain.
Disciples of the Sword Sect only have one chance to enter the Sword Mountain once in their lifetime. If not for this competition, Wan Xu would not be able to enter the Sword Mountain again.
Tao Zi also released his own weak spiritual energy.
About a quarter of an hour later, a sword flew out and came to the disciples of Xuanzhaoqi under the gaze of everyone.
When the disciple discovered it, it turned out to be a first-grade spiritual sword. He was overjoyed and immediately grasped the hilt of the sword. The next second, he disappeared in front of everyone.
This disciple comes from an ordinary sect, and his first-grade spiritual sword is already a good sword.
Not long after, the foundation-building disciple also had a sword in front of him. He explored it, rejected the sword, and the sword flew back again.
Intermittently, many people found swords that they were satisfied with. Some of them tried to use spiritual energy to pull out the sword they wanted, but they suffered backlash and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Wanxu calmly reminded: "Don't force it."
Slowly, only Wangxu, Yue Qingya and Tao Zi were left.
People outside have been looking at this place through the photo ball, and the elder of the Sword Sect said in a low voice: "The young sect leader already has a natal sword, and it is a third-grade immortal sword. This time he is in trouble."
Swords all have spirits, and a monk who already has a natal weapon is destined not to be favored by a high-level spiritual sword, not to mention that his natal sword is still an immortal weapon.
At this time, a spiritual sword slowly appeared in front of Huan Xu. Upon inspection, it turned out that the ninth-grade spiritual sword was not bad.
He grabbed his sword and left.
Not long after he left, five or six swords suddenly rushed out from the mountain of swords, as if they were competing in speed.
The elder of the Sword Sect changed, and the sect leader also narrowed his eyes. There was a first-grade immortal sword inside.
Under the gaze of everyone, the swords surrounded Yue Qingya, frantically showing their kindness, and even took the initiative to put the hilt of the sword into his hand.
Tao Zi: ...Why are you not surprised at all?
Qiu Hehuan laughed out loud and whispered: "Qingya can't be defeated, he is indeed the chosen one."
Yue Qingya's expression didn't change, and he took out his hand to hold the fairy sword inside, but his movements paused for a while.
A sword floated from the sword mountain again, and its target was still Yue Qingya.
This time, even the leader of the Sword Sect straightened up, and an elder lost his voice and said, "No killing sword?"
Everyone was in an uproar. The Wushu Sword was a fourth-grade immortal weapon. It was one of the top three famous swords in the Sword Mountain. Even the sword in the hands of the young sect leader was inferior.
At this time, a sword floated out very quickly. It was a broken sword, and its target was Tao Zi.
Two fairy swords and several spiritual swords were floating around Yue Qingya.
And Tao Zi only had a broken sword hanging around, which was really pitiful compared to the other two.
The elder was silent for three seconds and whispered: "It's not like there are no useless swords in Sword Mountain."
Qiu Hanhuan: ...Sigh, the character still holds up.
