Li Guofeng was not surprised and said calmly:
"Last time Pei Sili explained the rules of the first half to you, he didn't mention the second half in detail. Because the content of each Grand Prize is different, but some basic rules remain unchanged. For example, the first half is a competition. , the second half will throw you all into a Tao realm, and compete for the final victory according to the established rules.
"The so-called Dao Realm can be understood as a blessed land in the cave. Yunqi Dao Realm is the name of this session."
Ji Ping'an sighed, thinking that after all these years, there still wasn't much new ideas.
Wang Xian said:
"I heard that the so-called Tao realm is derived from the heavenly book and contains the universe. It is similar to the mustard seed Na Sumeru in Buddhism."
"Book of Heaven?" Upon hearing this word, many young star officials showed yearning and curiosity.
As practitioners, they more or less know some "basic knowledge" of practicing martial arts.
For example, every major sect today has at least one magical weapon that suppresses the sect.
Among the Taoist sects, the most famous one is the "Three Volumes of Heavenly Book".
The legend was written thousands of years ago by Taoist Master who understood the world.
There is an alternative version, namely:
The Book of Heaven is not a human creation, but a divine object that fell from the sky and was picked up by the Taoist Master.
Passed down from generation to generation, each page has a different purpose.
The powerful Taoists of all ages have tried to gain a glimpse of the true meaning of the Tao from the "Book of Heaven", but no one has ever succeeded.
"That's right," Xu Xiurong nodded and said:
"Because it is the evolution of Taoism, it is infinitely mysterious. There are many rules set in it. When you enter it and compete according to the rules, you can determine the winner. However, the specific internal situation has not been made public to avoid the fear of various sects. Prepare in advance. At present, we only know that the interior of the Dao Realm is dominated by a town surrounded by forests."
Next to him, Li Guofeng added:
"In order to reflect fairness, all entrants are only allowed to bring a specified number of low-level magic weapons. This is very detrimental to Mo Lin painters and practitioners of Taoist talismans and alchemy cauldrons, but it has little impact on us star officials."
Zhao Xinghuo, who was tall and thin with a somewhat knight-errant temperament, muttered:
"We don't know the specific content, but Daomen will definitely know."
Fang Liuhuo, with flaming eyebrows, glanced at the useless disciple and said angrily:
"Why do you think the Taoist sect has been able to maintain the Grand Prize for so many years? Do you really think someone like Headmaster Xin would use this method?"
After a pause, he added:
"Besides, even if you think about it, Master Qi won't agree."
So...you are not as righteous as you say...everyone is criticizing you.
Ji Ping'an felt that with Xin Yaoguang's status and character, he would not favor him in this regard.
Xu Xiurong suddenly glanced at him and said with some meaning:
"The content of the assessment for each Taoist realm is different, but compared with force, the requirements for the practitioner's comprehensive abilities such as resourcefulness and judgment of the situation will be higher."
mind? Resourceful?
Everyone looked at Ji Ping'an, as the saying goes, he had a heart for playing tactics.
Obviously, Xu Xiurong has high hopes for it.
Li Guofeng said solemnly: "It is precisely because of this that this award is not good for us."
The disciples looked over and Jian Zhuang hesitated and said:
"What the warlord is saying is that the three factions will join forces to surround us and the Taoist sect?"
Qin Tianjian and Dao Sect are leaning towards the imperial court, while the other three factions are on the opposite side, and there is inherent camp opposition.
In the second half, since everyone is competing on the same stage, joining forces vertically and horizontally, and winning over allies is of course also a part of it.
Of course, this relationship is not unbreakable.
Also consider the estimation of each other's strength.
For example, if possible, everyone would prefer to work together to eliminate the strongest player first, so that their winning rate will increase.
Before the grand prize started, the results predicted by the five warlords were:
During the competition stage, the Taoist sect was the strongest and its own family was the weakest.
In this way, after the second half is opened, it is possible that three sects will join forces to attack the Taoist sect, and Qin Tianjian will take advantage of the situation.
Unexpectedly, due to the existence of Ji Ping'an, Qin Tianjian performed well during the competition stage.
This will inevitably lead to the remaining three becoming more closely united.
"Yes, and we also have the smallest number, which is also a huge disadvantage."
Li Guofeng said in a deep voice:
"Gao Mingjing visited the Beast Control Sect and Yunhuai Academy yesterday, which is evident. I have communicated with Elder Chen of the Taoist sect. The opinions of both parties are: in the first half of the Taoist realm, we can join forces with the Taoist sect, and wait for the second half. Everyone depends on their abilities.”
This was the real reason for calling them here this time.
Everyone secretly noted it down to express their understanding.
Xu Xiurong added:
"In addition, you must also be careful of those Jianghu people. In short, except for your own people, you must be vigilant."
Then, several supervisors gave some instructions.
After discussing the main business, a group of people spoke freely and asked questions.
Mu Yaoyao was not qualified to participate, she was just paddling, and her focus was a bit skewed, so she asked:
"The Heavenly Book is so powerful, has any weapon spirit been born?"
Xu Xiurong rolled his eyes at her, thinking that if you don't participate, just shut up, but he still said helplessly:
"No. This kind of ancient treasure is rather special. Anyway, I have never heard of the existence of weapon spirits."
Ji Ping'an listened without saying a word.
Of course he had read through the three volumes of the Heavenly Book, and it was true that there was no innate weapon spirit, but that did not mean that there was no acquired weapon spirit.
…
noon.
News about Yunqi Dao Realm began to spread, and the matter of the three sects' alliance also spread like wildfire.
When Ji Ping'an walked into the dining hall, he felt the familiar tense and depressive atmosphere.
"Senior Brother Ji," a slightly familiar Si Chen saw him and asked worriedly, "Are you sure about the Dao realm competition?"
Ji Ping'an smiled: "It hasn't started yet, how do you know?"
After a pause, he asked curiously: "Is everyone worried?"
That Si Chen was a little embarrassed, but still nodded and said:
"I've heard that the second half is different from the competition. We have fewer people..."
The rest of what he said was not too straightforward.
In the final analysis, the brief highlight of the competition does not represent the true strength.
Ji Ping'an came out on top in the Qi-nurturing realm, but in the end it was just Qi-nurturing.
Wang Xian and others have lost their tactical advantage and will return to their original level.
Moreover, Qin Tianjian has the smallest number of people and the worst overall strength. These fatal points have not disappeared.
It was briefly covered up, but when the second half rolled around, it was all revealed.
A dull atmosphere enveloped every star officer.
Some even started to sigh.
Rather than raising expectations because of the competition, it is better to be worse from the beginning, so that even if the final ranking is the last, the people in the capital will not be disappointed.
"These days, because of the martial arts competition, the people in the city have high expectations for our Qintian Prison. If the result is too disastrous..." This Si Chen hesitated to speak.
But Ji Pingan understood what he meant:
The higher you lift it, the harder it falls.
"What do you mean by coming here and saying this? Senior Brother Ji has already done so well, what else do you want?" As a loyal fan, the female superintendent jumped up and shouted angrily.
His chest was heaving with anger, and he felt that these people were incompetent and would put pressure on Senior Brother Ji.
"That's not what I meant." Young Si Chen waved his hands hurriedly, then sighed and seemed to run away.
Ji Ping'an calmly looked at the looks that were either expected or worried, and left the dining hall without saying anything.
…
In the evening, Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
The sound of singing and dancing was as usual, and the door of a conservatory room on the second floor was pushed open.
Wearing a light gauze dress, the fair-skinned and graceful court lady smelled of alcohol and had messy black hair. She held her forehead with one hand and stumbled into the house while being supported by the maid.
"Madam, the bed is over here..."
The eldest maid said, dragging the drunken lady to the Jinta. When the latter's body collapsed, she sighed and muttered:
"How could these guests be so cruel and trick the lady into being like this..."
At the same time, he squatted down, took off his embroidered shoes, and lifted up the quilt to cover the latter.
"Have a good rest, ma'am." After saying that, the maid left and carefully closed the door.
When the footsteps left, Xiang Ning, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes and slowly sat up.
His eyes were clear and bored, but how could he be half drunk?
She looked toward the window and saw wisps of black air flowing in along the cracks in the window, condensing into a pure black, fox-like mist on the ground.
"The reward will be renewed in five days, and our people can arrange to go in."
Xiang Ning’s voice was calm:
"There are restrictions on powerful magical weapons in the Tao realm, and the strength of disciples of all major sects has been weakened. It is the best time. Even if you can't kill them, you can still make a profit by seriously injuring a few."
The black fox walked gracefully across the brown floor, came to the bed, jumped up, then sat down on the bed, mouthing human words:
"Won't Xin Yaoguang find out?"
Xiang Ning said lightly:
"It seems that you still don't understand. Even if she finds out, she won't care. The other sects won't care either, and will even welcome us. The purpose of the Shendu Grand Prize is to make these practitioners stronger, and It’s not about cultivating a group of wastes with empty cultivation. Otherwise, why do these sects always arrange for young disciples to go out for training instead of protecting them? "
The black fox clapped his paws impatiently and said:
"Isn't this using my clan as a whetstone?"
Xiang Ning smiled and said:
"We are each other, so why don't we sharpen each other? You need to understand this quickly so that you can take over my job. I am really tired of dealing with these men all day long. I have stayed in this city for too long. When this grand prize is over, I So I applied for a change of place and never want to come here again.”
The black fox muttered:
"What you said seems to be planting a flag for yourself..."
Xiang Ning yawned lazily and said:
"It's better to plant a flag than anything else..."
fox:? ?
Something is wrong with you.
…
In the next few days, news about the second half of the grand prize began to spread in the city of God.
The people in Beijing are becoming more and more excited and expectant, just because:
Different from the competition in the Grand Observatory, according to previous rules, the second half will be held in a different place, and people from the whole city can go and watch.
There is no need to buy "tickets" or have connections.
This is certainly attractive.
In addition, the final ranking of the five major sects and whether anyone among the Jianghu people in the city will emerge has become a hot topic.
In this atmosphere, five days passed quickly.
It’s time for the grand prize opening again.
…
early morning.
In a certain inn in the city, when Xiang Yiyi got up and washed up, and pushed open the window, she shivered from the cold and damp air outside.
The short girl wearing a red and black sarong had goosebumps on her neck.
He raised his head and looked at the gray clouds gathering in the sky outside the window, the misty rain falling in the air, and the slightly gloomy capital. He exhaled softly, turned around and shouted:
"It looks like it's going to rain!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the window next to her was pushed open, revealing Xiang Xiaochuan dressed as a young hero with a striking scar on his forehead.
However, unlike before, the gloomy look on today's young hero's face has disappeared. Although he still doesn't like to talk, the free and easy joy that should belong to young people is gradually recovered.
He smiled and said:
"The Qin Tian Jian issued a climate notice the day before yesterday, and Hong Bo had already bought an umbrella yesterday."
The day after they obtained Wang Lun's head, they confirmed that Wang Lun had indeed been killed. They also learned that no one in Juxianzhuang City had survived.
This was not the end. Later, changes in the government and the opposition were reported. His Majesty the God Emperor was furious and issued an edict, ordering the annihilation of Jianghu forces in Juxian Village.
The master and servant were overjoyed by the good news that came one after another.
During this period, Xiang Xiaochuan also tried to contact the mysterious person that night according to the address written on the note.
He didn't make any material demands, he just wanted to ask who helped them.
Unfortunately, the other party strictly kept the secret and never mentioned it, so Xiang Xiaochuan had to return with regret.
After his great revenge was avenged, the depression accumulated in his heart dissipated. Coupled with the resources sent by Ji Ping'an, Xiang Xiaochuan broke through overnight and became even more happy.
So much so that in the past few days, he had more smiles on his face than in the past three years combined.
Xiang Yiyi was also sincerely happy. Her only regret was that she didn't know who her "benefactor" was.
"Let's go. Uncle Hong has hired a carriage. You have to go early, otherwise you won't be able to get a good seat when the time comes." Xiang Xiaochuan said.
The three of them are also going to see the Grand Prize today, but considering the danger and the high ticket prices, they are not planning to attend.
"kindness!"
The girl nodded vigorously, quickly arrived at the door of the inn, and got into the carriage with her brother.
The old servant with missing front teeth smiled broadly, handed over the umbrella and a few steamed buns, then whipped his whip and drove the carriage along Zhuque Street towards the Hun River.
According to the notice issued by the court yesterday, the location of today's grand prize will be located by the Hun River.
The sky was gloomy, but there were surprisingly many pedestrians on the road. Everyone was carrying umbrellas, horses, water bags and other items.
Apparently they were all there to watch the grand prize. When we got near the Hun River, we could see the big stone bridge in the distance, and the crowds became increasingly dense.
In the carriage, Xiang Yiyi happily opened the curtain, looked outside, and chattered to share with her brother.
"Hey, that's the team from Tingxue Tower. I wonder if the owner of Tingxue Tower will participate."
Looking through the moving curtains of the car, one can see a huge group of veiled women.
The leading woman was tall and had an outstanding temperament, which attracted the attention of many people. The big red tasseled eyes behind her looked around, looking extremely excited.
In the past two days, the owner of Tingxue Tower did not mention the existence of the "man in a hat".
But after it was confirmed that the owner of Juxian Manor was dead, the entire Tingxue Tower heaved a long sigh of relief.
I originally thought about leaving Shendu immediately and returning to Lanzhou to take advantage of the chaos to "recover the lost territory", but unexpectedly, on the eve of my departure, I learned that the imperial court had ordered to send troops to attack...
The owner of Tingxue House was shocked. She didn’t expect that the “man in a hat” that night would actually do this for her...
Well, that's a bit pretentious.
But since there are officers and soldiers taking action, they naturally don't have to leave in a hurry.
In the carriage, Xiang Xiaochuan analyzed rationally:
"Probably not. In fact, although there is a chance of enlightenment when entering the Tao realm, there are actually too few successful examples, and it is also accompanied by dangers. How can a dignified sect leader take risks, but it is possible to send a few sect disciples in. "
"profound."
Xiang Yiyi looked like she had learned something, which was very useful to the former, and then she said in surprise:
"Buddhist monks are here too."
On the street, a group of monks surrounded the carriage and entered the scene.
It's just that unlike the majority of people who took the river bank as their destination, this group of monks went straight to a building blocked by the imperial army somewhere on the bank.
In the queue, the dark-skinned Zen Master Huiming and the young novice behind him also looked at the crowd of people with some amazement.
The young novice monk stared directly at the group of Tingxuelou heroines just now, his face turned red, and he said nervously:
"Master, there are many female donors over there."
Zen Master Huiming looked like a sage, glanced at his disciples, and warned:
"Don't worry about it, this is a red and pink skull."
The little novice monk praised: "The skeleton is so beautiful."
Huiming was silent for a moment and clasped his hands together:
"Amitabha."
…
In the crowd, Pei Qian, who was well-dressed, with a sword hanging on his waist and a round and festive face, marveled:
"Tie Sha, look at that little monk over there, he's still staring at that heroine."
The middle-aged man with broad shoulders and thick lips said in a dull voice:
"Third Young Master, you'd better pay more attention to the reward later."
"Calm down," Pei Qian took out the 'ticket' purchased with a lot of money from his pocket. This is the certificate for entering the Taoist realm:
"Don't you bring them all with you? If you ask me, I can go in alone."
"That won't work." Tie Sha objected.
Pei Qian didn't insist, Le Diandian squeezed through the crowd, and the view suddenly opened up.
Ahead was the wide Hun River. Overcast clouds piled up in the sky, and the river surface also looked a little dark.
The moist wind blowing from the river shocked him.
The drizzle gradually became heavier, and the people and warriors on the river bank held up oil-paper umbrellas and joined together.
In the distance on the right side of the field of vision, in the misty mist and rain, is the outline of the large stone bridge.
There is also a three-story pavilion standing on the bank of the river, where dignitaries and big shots from various factions sit.
"I heard that this second half will last for several days and will not stop during this period. The officials can watch from a distance in the building, but to our pain, we can only watch in the rain." A martial artist cursed.
Someone next to me said:
"Not many people can enter the building. Didn't you see that even the people from Qin Tianjian and Dao Sect were standing in the crowd and soaked in the rain?"
Just as he said, in front of the river bank, ordinary disciples of several sects had arrived and were separated from the crowd at a distance.
Discussions were also gathering at this time.
"But why didn't you see Ji Sichen and the others?" Someone stretched his neck and looked at the formation, wondering.
Not only Ji Ping'an, but also the geniuses and elders of other sects did not appear.
An older spectator laughed and said:
"You don't know this, right? Every time the Grand Prize Realm opens, the real big shots and geniuses from all factions are the last ones to appear."
After a pause, he added:
"It is said that this is a strange rule set by the Great Master of the Zhou Dynasty in the past. It is said that... important people always appear last, but it is a pity that there is no Biji."
Jade Chicken, mother? A group of warriors were at a loss.
However, the obscure words left by the Great Zhou Imperial Master were not just a few sentences, and everyone was used to them.
At this time, we simply talked about the final ranking of the five major sects, and there were also speculations about which genius was the most outstanding.
After talking for a while, a commoner couldn't help but said:
"Why don't any of you talk about Ji Sichen? With his strength, why can't he compete with him?"
"Yes, yes, you gangsters, why don't you mention Ji Sichen at all?"
"To keep saying that Qin Tian Jian is not good is simply nonsense."
Immediately, a large number of people echoed and expressed their dissatisfaction.
A martial artist said "ha" and looked at the group of people with disdain:
"What do you know? You just watch the excitement. Do you really think that Ji Ping'an is very powerful? He is just famous. In terms of strength, he is only good at the Qi-nurturing realm. But when he enters the Dao realm, there are a lot of people who break the Nine Realms. , which one doesn’t just crush him casually?”
"And Qin Tianjian, he has the lowest background and is at the bottom. What is nonsense?"
As "professionals", the warriors sneered at the novice questions of these common people.
The Shendu Grand Prize has such great influence that most of the audience actually knows little or nothing about spiritual practice, and they only judge the level based on who is more famous.
During the previous competition, the audience was separated and it was not obvious.
This time, a large group of novices and experts mixed together, and a cognitive gap suddenly appeared.
"How is that possible? Ji Sichen was in the newspapers, and the immortal masters in the Taoist Academy praised him very much."
Someone retorted:
"I also defeated that Mo Lin and defeated three arenas in a row."
"Yes, these guys blew those people into the sky. Why didn't they come out to destroy Mo Lin's majesty?"
"I'm afraid I lost the bet and am jealous of Ji Sichen."
The people expressed disbelief.
A scholar from the Jianghu community sneered:
"Foolish man and foolish woman, summer insects cannot speak of ice. Just wait, when Ji Ping'an enters the Tao realm, Ji Ping'an will show his true form. At that time, not to mention being defeated by the Pojiu monks of the major sects, if he is defeated by any It would be interesting if the martial arts warriors cut him down."
Hearing this, those who either lost the bet or simply resented Ji Ping'an's reputation all agreed.
Needless to say the former, the latter is also very common.
In people's simple minds, once they feel that someone's fame exceeds their strength, they will feel disgusted.
The so-called "moral mismatch" is this logic.
Although in fact, strength and fame are not necessarily related...
Ji Ping'an's current situation is like this. His reputation among the people is much greater than that of Shengzi, Qin Leyou and others, which of course makes many insiders unhappy.
And the situation of being chopped down by martial arts warriors... is really not impossible.
After all, there are a lot of individual people who want to become famous by defeating the big geniuses in the Grand Prize.
Ji Ping'an was a perfect target.
"Haha, I even heard a news that Qin Tianjian may not send him to play this time. Maybe he is worried that he is too weak, but his reputation is so great, and he will die in the Taoist scriptures. Even if he is selected, he is still an inconspicuous one. For position and core, we still have to rely on Luo Huaizhu, Wang Xian and his group of real geniuses." The Sanren added.
The people were angry and felt that their idols had been slandered.
Suddenly he was filled with righteous indignation and cursed "thief" and "common man"...
But in view of the difference in force value, it only stopped at verbal abuse.
However, as the comments of these professionals spread, the common people began to waver, wondering whether Ji Sichen was really what they said?
Can't play today?
Or even if he participates in the war, he is still a marginal figure?
The shouts and curses in the crowd gradually died down, and an indescribable frustration and disappointment surged into the hearts of the people.
…
At this time, in a pavilion building supported by red painted wooden pillars on the river bank, the Duke of Lu, dressed in rich clothes, stepped on the stairs and walked step by step to the "viewing platform" on the third floor.
In the past, this building was used exclusively for people to hold cultural gatherings and enjoy the river view. Today, it is used as a grandstand.
"My lord, please sit down quickly." The old eunuch wearing a python robe arrived early and greeted with a smile on his face.
Emperor Yuan Qing will not be coming today, and Eunuch Deng will attend on his behalf.
In addition, Bachelor Chengzhi, Master Xueting and others are also present - there are many seats placed in the entire pavilion, but most of them are empty.
"It's getting late, it's time for all parties to take the stage."
Duke Lu walked to the railing, looked at the drizzle outside and the undulating Hun River, and said:
"I really look forward to the immortal family's methods."
In the second half of all previous Grand Awards, there is an unwritten rule, which is to show off your magical powers in front of the people of the city.
…
Yunhuai Bookstore.
"Master! It's time to set off."
Qin Leyou was dressed in a moon-white scholar's robe, with a sword hanging on his waist, his chest slightly open, and his handsome and masculine face no longer frivolous.
In the hall, Master Zhang, who had a goat's beard and crow's feet around his eyes, said "yes" and stood up from the mahogany armchair.
Put your hands behind your back and step down the steps.
Looking at the scholars and swordsmen lined up neatly in the court, he nodded with satisfaction.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and he said: "Raise the sword!"
Han Qingsong took the lead and followed: "Raise the sword!"
Qin Leyou followed closely: "Raise your sword!"
"Raise your sword!"
"Raise your sword!"
When everyone read this sentence, the long sword at his waist came out of its sheath with a clang, swelled in the wind, and turned into a door panel.
A famous scholar from Huaiyuan jumped onto the sword, roared into the sky, and flew with the sword.
…
Molin Inn.
Wearing a large robe, with an ancient inkstone hanging from his waist, the great painter with silver hair shawl opened the door and also looked at the painters and musicians lined up in two teams in the courtyard.
Qu Chuchen and Zhong Tongjun said at the same time: "Master, the time has come."
Gao Mingjing was full of fairy spirit and laughed loudly:
"Today, it is fitting that I, Mo Lin, will become famous."
While he was talking, a scroll slipped from his sleeve, and Gao Mingjing smashed it casually.
In an instant, a mysterious and terrifying aura descended.
A stone bridge in the painting suddenly materialized, with one end plunging into the courtyard and the other end extending infinitely toward the sky.
Gao Mingjing took the lead, followed by the other painters and musicians, and stepped onto the bridge.
…
By the Hun River, drizzle was falling.
A large group of people held umbrellas to resist the cold wind and talked among themselves.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Sword Immortal!"
The common people looked up and saw silhouettes in the distant sky approaching with swords, piercing the sky and making sharp whistles. This was a scene that could only appear in the stories of storytellers.
It's really happening now.
Not long after, the scholars of Huaiyuan were suspended above the Hun River with their swords and their clothes fluttering, which attracted a burst of admiration.
"Someone is here again!"
This time, it was a stone bridge that stretched out from the void and plunged directly into the gray river. A group of men and women on the bridge arrived in an instant.
Then, suddenly a red cloud floated in the sky and covered the earth.
In the cloud, a disciple of the Beast Control Sect appeared one after another, carrying various rare and exotic beasts around him.
Then, with a burst of cranes and a strong wind, a rosy glow rose in the direction of Qingyun Palace, and then a group of Taoists rode cranes and descended into the mortal world.
The people watched it with great enthusiasm. If it were in the past, how would they have the opportunity to witness so many magical methods.
"Where is Qin Tian Jian? Isn't he here yet?"
Hongying in the crowd muttered:
"I don't know if Ji Ping'an will show up that time."
Tingxuelou also heard those rumors.
"Brother, are what those people said true?"
Xiang Yiyi held an oil-paper umbrella, a little unhappy, and looked expectantly at the young hero beside her.
Xiang Xiaochuan hesitated and then told the truth:
"That's true. That Ji Sichen came out on top in the competition because it was divided into two stages: Nourishing Qi and Breaking Nine. Unless he could advance to Breaking Nine in just a few days, he would be thrown into the Dao Realm and ranked in terms of strength. It’s indeed not high, even lower than some martial artists... But how easy is it to break through to the great realm? In Qintian Prison, he must be ranked in an inconspicuous position."
Xiang Yiyi lowered her head in despair.
At this moment, there was finally movement in the direction of the Qintian Prison, and people only saw that the sky suddenly darkened.
Under the gray-black clouds, stars twinkled all over the sky.
Then, five beams of different colors were like giant swords, rising from the ground and slashing through the sky.
It turned into five bright stars that kept pace with each other.
In the blink of an eye, five starlights cut through the drizzle and shone on the dim Hun River. At this moment, the entire sky lit up.
"When it comes to big scenes, star officials are good at it."
On the viewing platform of the pavilion, Mr. Lu Guogong commented with a smile.
The people around him all agreed, while Master Xueting looked at the bunch of green starlight.
I saw that the starlight slowly faded away, revealing a group of star officials wearing various colored robes, headed by the five great warlords. As soon as they appeared, they harnessed the starlight and fled towards the pavilion.
He also gave way to a group of young disciples standing behind him, Luo Huaizhu, Wang Xian, Lin Qin, Shi Hao...
However, contrary to what many people expected, the person standing at the front, center, and "core" position of a group of star officials was not the girl who only wanted to take three breaths when faced with trouble.
But a young man with a peaceful smile.
"Ji Sichen!"
"Ji Sichen is here!"
"That's the one at the front!"
The people along the coast were first shocked, and then the disappointment and doubt in their hearts turned into surprise and excitement, and many people even shouted.
This is the admiration for the hero who defeated three arenas in a row and made the people of Great Zhou feel proud.
Who said Qin Tian Jian would not allow him to appear?
Who said that with his cultivation level, he would only be in an inconspicuous and marginal position?
Xiang Yiyi looked surprised, and Xiang Xiaochuan felt a little pain in his face.
The red-tasseled heroine was stunned for a moment and muttered: "Is Qin Tianjian so confident?"
The warriors who had previously slandered Ji Ping'an were also stunned. They all looked confused and shocked. They didn't understand why the big shots in Qintian Prison dared to arrange this?
Moreover, why are Luo Huaizhu and other talented people willing to stand behind Ji Ping'an and be willing to be green leaves?
They don't understand.
In the crowd, Pei Qian pressed the hilt of the sword with his left hand and pointed with his right hand. He looked envious and said:
"This is what a man should do, and he can take his place."
Tiesha held up the umbrella silently without saying a word.
…
High in the sky, above the stacks of gray clouds.
Xin Yaoguang and Qi Hongmian sat in the clouds, their two pairs of eyes pierced through the clouds at the same time, and saw the cheering people below.
The female sword fairy looked a little strange. She didn't expect this guy to have accumulated such a huge popularity without knowing it.
Qi Hongmian sneered. He didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly said in a complicated tone:
"As expected, he is a disciple of the Imperial Master. He has the same lineage. In those days, the Imperial Master Zhou was always the center of attention wherever he went. Even if he changed his name and appearance, he would still be the same."
Xin Yaoguang glanced at her and said softly:
"Is that why Master Xu falls in love with you?"
Qi Hongmian, who was dressed as the "Queen", had an expressionless face. The temperature around her began to rise, and her fists hanging in the crimson sleeves were clenched.
The corners of Xin Yaoguang's mouth raised slightly, and immediately he no longer angered this domineering woman, and spoke in an empty voice:
"It's getting late, let's get started."
Qi Hongmian sneered, closed his eyes and meditated, no longer looking at her.
Compared with the boring competition, the two most powerful women in the world will overlook the whole game, in order to avoid some irreparable accidents.
Xin Yaoguang's expression was cold, her beautiful eyes swept over the crowd below, she held a fly whisk in one hand, and pulled out a page of Taoist scriptures with the other hand, throwing it away into the clouds.
In an instant, a roar that could be heard clearly from any corner of the entire city emerged.
…
Ji Ping'an raised his head from the Hun River, his face was wet by the drizzle, and the cold wind ruffled his hair.
In his narrowed eyes, the sky above his head first rolled, and then, an entire lush world slowly fell down.
A misty light rose around him, turned into a beam of light, and was sucked into the page.
The people watching on both sides of the Taiwan Strait fell silent at the same time. They were deeply shocked by this scene and did not dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavens.
Among the crowd, Pei Qian and other Jianghu people holding "vouchers" walked out, burned the vouchers in their hands, wrapped themselves up, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed into the Yunqi Dao realm.
In the pavilion viewing platform, Xu Xiurong, Luan Yu... and others also quietly watched the page of Taoist scriptures, which turned into an endless page and slowly spread out on the surging Hun River.
Then, the river surface projected a stream of light and shadow, and under the gray clouds, a lifelike world was projected.
…
When the vision returned to clarity, what Ji Pingan saw were thick tree trunks and the sky blocked by intricate branches.
He was in a lush forest.
Underfoot is the ground covered with dead branches and rotten leaves, and the moist and warm air is mixed with the smell of rotten wood.
It's not raining here, and it's obviously not in the same space as the outside world.
But when you raise your head, you can see the end of the trees, filled with white clouds.
So... "Yunqi" means this.
Ji Ping'an withdrew his gaze and looked forward, finding a forest cabin directly in front of him.
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