Zhao Ning looked at Master Xiaoyi, "Master Xiaoyi, have you forgotten the tribulation platform in Wangxian Death City? There is still a chance."
Master Xiaoyi just shook his head with a smile.
He opened his palms and looked down. The divine light gathered in his palms was dim and weak. He could no longer even break the void or travel through space.
"It's probably God's will."
He murmured.
Then he seemed to not care about anything. He looked up at Lei Yun and laughed, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore."
"It is enough to hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening."
"Hahahahaha."
As if to cater to his laughter, thunder rumbled above his head, and the first thunder punishment had taken shape.
They can't stay here any longer, otherwise they will all be involved in the thunder punishment.
Zhao Ning carried Zhen Qiran away from the thunder punishment area quickly, but Zhen Qiran was still struggling and shouting in her hands, but it didn't shake the slightest.
It wasn't until Zhao Ning took him away and stood on the top of a towering mountain three miles away that he threw Zhen Qiran down.
Zhen Qiran collapsed on the ground in grief, his tears mixed with grass clippings made him imageless, but even so, he was overwhelmed by almost desperate guilt.
Boom——
The first lightning strike crashed down, and the entire mountain disappeared with it. As smoke and dust flew everywhere, a new thunder strike was brewing.
"Recruiting...Junior Sister Lin." Shi Yueze's voice appeared from behind, and he turned around and saw Shi Yueze coming in a hurry. In addition, almost all the Jindan masters in the sword fighting conference came, and the rest of the Foundation Establishment Realm, practicing The Qi Realm cultivators may also be here, but they can't get so close to the thunder punishment area.
"Who wants to be promoted to Yuanshen?"
Zhao Ning said nothing, but her eyes fell on Zhen Qiran.
The real people paused for a few breaths before they recognized that this was Zhen Qiran from the Jingtian Immortal Sect, and they immediately understood who it was that had transcended the Thunder Punishment of the God.
"Master Xiaoyi!"
"The shocking elder!"
For a moment, some people were overjoyed and some secretly gritted their teeth, but Zhen Qiran's performance seemed to be hinting at something. Suddenly, the atmosphere suddenly calmed down, and even those who were jealous just now fell silent.
The next moment, the second thunderbolt struck, but a shrill roar was heard, and a shadow went straight towards the thunderbolt until they met in mid-air, leaving only a dazzling light.
Immediately afterwards, a bright light exploded, and even the real people couldn't help but cover their eyes to avoid the light, but when they looked at it again, the thunder in the sky stopped.
Blood droplets exploded in mid-air and sprinkled on the ground like rain. Within three miles of the place, vegetation suddenly grew wildly and flowers bloomed out of season.
This is not some strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, but the spiritual energy in Yuanying Master's body feeding back to the earth after death.
"Master!!! Your Majesty!!!"
Zhen Qiran looked up to the sky and roared. Her tears had dried up and were replaced by tears of blood.
All the real people sighed, whether they had once admired or disdained, at this moment they unanimously held their hands forward.
"Regards—Master Xiaoyi—Heaven and Earth will last forever—"
The death of Master Xiaoyi caused a stir, but in the end it could not affect anything. Everyone continued to practice, and the sword fighting competition would not stop for this.
Not long after, all the Jindan masters who came to watch the catastrophe returned to the floating platform, and Shi Yueze also returned to preside over it.
Zhao Ning did not leave immediately. She walked to Zhen Qiran, put one hand behind her back, and pressed on his head with the other. The clear light spread over Zhen Qiran's body, and the wounds on his body and the injuries inside his body were all gone. Gradually repaired.
Zhao Ning withdrew her hand, but Zhen Qiran was still kneeling weakly.
She didn't look at him anymore, and just said lightly, "Your master asked me to take care of you before he died."
"No trouble for Master." Zhen Qiran said hoarsely and firmly, "I, Zhen Qiran, am incompetent in this life and have dragged Master down. I don't want to drag Master down any more. I will complete my path of cultivation on my own; the revenge I want to avenge will be done by myself. It can only be done by me alone.”
Zhao Ning was silent for a long time.
"I know."
"I may not be able to help you. But since I promised Master Xiaoyi, I should protect you."
Zhao Ning turned her hand over, and a dead leaf appeared in her palm. There were strange characters written on the dead leaf. The dead leaf fell lightly into Zhen Qiran's hand.
Zhen Qiran held it, confused and puzzled, but saw that the dead leaves suddenly broke into pieces, and the strange characters were printed on his palm.
"This is the word in the mind of Qi Shaji. Under this word, all living beings ten feet away will be extinguished. I will save your life."
Zhen Qiran's fingertips trembled, her knees moved, she turned towards Zhao Ning, and kowtowed deeply.
When Zhen Qiran raised his head again, Zhao Ning had disappeared.
Tianyue City Sword Fighting Conference is still going on.
When Zhao Ning returned to the viewing platform, she happened to see Guo Ying'er fighting against a female cultivator.
The two have similar cultivation levels and share the same swordsmanship. At first, Guo Ying'er was a little hesitant when holding the sword to cast spells, but when the other party provoked her to fight, they came and went. It was even more entertaining than the foundation-building sword fight. In the end, Guo Ying'er He defeated the other female cultivator with only half a move. There was no hostility between the two sides. When the battle was over, they felt quite sympathetic towards each other.
The sword fighting competition that followed was exciting, with swordsmanship from all sides on the stage, and swordsmanship from all walks of life presented, which dazzled everyone watching.
On the sword monument, the rankings in the last two rankings of sword talents changed day by day, until the last day of the rankings in the foundation building realm and the Qi training realm.
On the Qi Lianjing swordsmanship list, Guo Ying'er ranked among the top three. On the foundation-building realm swordsmanship list, Yun Jinfan barely climbed to tenth place, but Zhen Qiran, whom she had luckily defeated in the opening match, was far ahead at the moment, occupying the top spot.
Yun Jinfan won, but he didn't win either.
The sword talent rankings in the Qi Training Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm are not determined by one decision. Some can win every game all the way, while others can catch up despite being depressed. This change is probably also the charm of the Sword Fighting Conference. location.
However, when you reach the golden elixir realm, you are fully prepared, and there are only a dozen or so sword cultivators participating. Coupled with the gap between different levels of golden elixirs, the outcome is determined.
Probably for the gimmick of the competition, the competition of high-grade golden elixirs was ranked first.
The opening battle of the Golden Core Realm fell on Zhao Ning and Xiang Hongxuan.
Zhao Ning fell on the stage, Xiang Hongxuan held his sword and closed his eyes to rest.
There are only a few spectators on the floating platform. In addition to Jindan Zhenren and representatives of the sixteen sects, there are also many low-level cultivators with deep pockets.
Guo Ying'er and Yun Jinfan were not in the spectator seats. They were both short of money and had no intention of competing in the Golden Core Realm. Zhen Qiran did not want to waste time and went to practice after the Foundation Construction Realm competition.
The real person and the sect were not interested in this competition, but other spectators wanted to lie on the edge of the viewing platform and cheer.
Without him, this match has the highest odds.
Shi Yueze coughed lightly, suppressed the restlessness on the viewing platform, took a step forward, and lowered his gaze. Just in time, Zhao Ning raised his eyes, and their eyes met. Shi Yueze winked, as if to hint at something.
Zhao Ning didn't seem to notice and moved away naturally.
Following Shi Yueze's announcement, Xiang Hongxuan slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Ning.
He paused and then suddenly said, "You look familiar. Like... an old friend."
He didn't seem to find a suitable description.
Zhao Ning didn't answer his words, and immediately started to attack. He used an ordinary second-level spiritual sword, but his speed was extremely fast. He approached Xiang Hongxuan in a moment, but Xiang Hongxuan had already held the sword behind his back to block Zhao Ning's attack. .
"Very fast, but not as fast as me."
Xiang Hongxuan seemed to be still immersed in the question just now. He only used his sword to repel Zhao Ning. Then the sword light rose, the void rippled, and the green sword light turned into a lotus, approaching Zhao Ning step by step.
And he followed Jian Lian closer, "I've been looking for this old friend, do you know where she is?"
The light of Zhao Ning's sword made a shadow, and his body turned into mist, and the cloud wrapped around his long blade and disappeared in front of him in an instant.
Xiang Hongxuan paused in his steps and stared at the mist-filled arena with cold eyes. He could feel that there seemed to be sword light hiding everywhere, and the opponent's shadow seemed to be passing by everywhere.
But he just stood there for dozens of breaths.
He was not in a hurry, but the cultivators watching from the stage were restless.
"Hurry up and stop looking. It's obvious that the fog is an illusion. People are outside the clouds!"
"Yes, yes, kick her off the ring quickly!"
Xiang Hongxuan narrowed his eyes, and turned to shoot his eyes like swords at a certain place on the viewing platform. However, when he saw the shouting sound just now, his breath suddenly suffocated, and he passed out directly. No one dared to do so at this moment. He was talkative, but many of the representatives of the Gaotai sect raised their eyebrows slightly.
The next moment, a sword suddenly appeared from the clouds and mist, heading towards Xiang Hongxuan's heart. He raised his sword to resist, and then fiercely performed a strange and cumbersome sword technique. The Qinggang Sword tore through the clouds and mist, and thrust towards Xiang Hongxuan's heart. of Zhao Ning.
"I ask again, are you her?"
Suddenly, the entire floating platform was trembling. As he approached rapidly, a hurricane suddenly wrapped around Xiang Hongxuan and held him in place.
Zhao Ning raised her eyes and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiang, I have been cross-examining you many times, but you are asking questions knowingly."
"I have something to ask her about." Xiang Hongxuan paused on the spot.
But at this moment, the wind and clouds were surging, and the fog was heavy, blocking all sight lines in the viewing platform, and seemed to block the sound.
"I got something."
Suddenly he opened his hand and found a jade bottle. The jade bottle was clear and you could faintly see the purple elixir rolling around, and there was also a slight fragrance of elixir.
Zhao Ning realized that Ziyang contained the divine elixir.
Xiang Hongxuan said, "You didn't want to be my friend back then because you thought I had robbed you of the opportunity for a high-grade golden elixir. But I, Xiang Hongxuan, valued you and spent several years finding a Ziyang Yun divine elixir to make up for it. You. However, since you have already formed a high-grade golden elixir, forget about this."
He put down his hand, "I, Xiang Hongxuan, am so sincere. Shen Zhaoning, what do you think?"
Zhao Ning's expression remained calm at all. After a while, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
But she saw the double spiritual sword in her hand turning, and the clumsy brilliance dissipated. The spiritual sword turned into a spiritual treasure. In the high sky, the wind changed, the clouds changed, and the laws changed.
Xiang Hongxuan's eyes suddenly shrank, but he saw a mighty sword light slashing straight down. He wanted to resist, but found that the sword light was nothing more than a shadow, and there was an extremely powerful sword wind behind him, which instantly lifted him away. He rolled to the ground and raised his body up again. The tip of the sword was already positioned between his eyebrows.
The wind and fog dissipated from the stage, and the audience was still confused, but they saw that the winner had been decided.
Shi Yueze narrowed his eyes and smiled with satisfaction, and raised his steps to announce the result.
But he saw Zhao Ning raising his hand, holding a pill bottle in his hand.
Xiang Hongxuan was startled and moved his left hand. The pill bottle he had just grasped fell into Zhao Ning's hands at some point.
At this moment, the cork of the elixir bottle had been opened, and the elixir fragrance of Ziyang Yun Shendan overflowed, shocking the audience.
But Zhao Ning slowly poured the elixir down at this moment, and the priceless elixir just rolled on the ground like waste.
Her voice was light.
"Friend Xiang's heart is quite touching."
"Don't forget it for twenty years, and send elixirs thousands of miles away."
