Two hundred years later.
Thirteen men and women stood on the edge of a huge cliff. These thirteen people looked different, but they were old and young. They wore different clothes, but all of them had a pure aura.
Among the thirteen people, Winter Wind, Master Boulder, Baihuaxian, and Fairy Smallpox were among them. They were the ancestors of the thirteen sects including Tianzhishan.
Not far behind them were more than a thousand disciples wearing the costumes of various sects. Although these more than a thousand people came from thirteen sects including Tianzhi Mountain, all of them, without exception, had reached the perfect state of god refining.
Under the cliff is a lush dense forest. The dense forest is endless. From time to time, you can hear the roars of animals, and there is no end in sight.
A dense white mist floated in the dense forest, surrounding the dense forest and filling every corner.
This white mist seems to have a strange power, completely blocking the detection of spiritual consciousness. Even those in the realm of Winter Wind and others cannot see the earth below through the white mist.
"Hehehe, are we still following the old rules?" At this time, Master Dashi, one of the thirteen ancestors, was the first to speak.
As soon as he said this, the other twelve people looked at the Master of the Rock at the same time.
This place is called the Misty Forest, and it is located near their thirteen sects. Due to the reason that only 140 people can barely enter each time the Split Heaven Immortal Valley is opened, so in addition to the fixed number of ten people from each family, the remaining The ten places will be selected here.
The thirteen people were obviously divided into two camps. The four headed by Dongfeng stood together, while the other nine stood about ten feet away.
After a while, a beautiful middle-aged woman among the nine people with a good appearance smiled lightly and said, "It's getting late, so let's let those little brats go quickly."
Winter Wind, who was wearing a fierce aura, nodded slightly, "Still according to the old rules, there is no limit on the number of people competing for the tokens. Disciples of each family are not allowed to search for their own tokens. It will be over until ten tokens are found."
Seeing that no one in the room had any objections, the Master of the Rock was the first to move, "Let's begin."
After saying this, the Great Master of the Stone raised his sleeves first, and then he saw two streams of light flying out of his sleeves, one winding down and falling into the void, and after a slight pause, a three-foot rod appeared. Long black formation flag.
"rise!"
The man on the boulder shouted in a deep voice.
The black formation flag suddenly shook, and a black light surged out from the formation flag and spread toward the outside world.
"go!"
The man on the boulder raised his sleeves.
With a sharp roar, the formation flag immediately turned into a black light and rushed towards the horizon. However, it reached the end of the sky in an instant and disappeared from sight in a flash again.
The ancestors of the other twelve families also took action, taking out the formation flags of each family and striking them everywhere in the misty forest.
The Celestial Immortal Valley is a secret realm with the opportunity to transform into spirits. Even one quota is extremely precious. Naturally, the extra ten quotas cannot be wasted, so the thirteen families came up with this method to isolate their spiritual consciousness. The misty forest serves as a contested area, and thirteen formation flags are placed in it.
Whether it is luck or strength, the ten people who retrieve the formation flag first will be eligible to enter the Split Heaven Immortal Valley.
The strength of the thirteen sects is not very different. The total number of unselected monks who have perfected the spirit of refining is a thousand. However, the thirteen sects have not set any rules and can use any method during the competition. Means, life or death, only the final result is important.
There are only ten places among a thousand people, so it is destined to be a fierce competition.
The path to promotion for a monk is cruel. Every step he takes is piled with corpses. The immortal bones of Dust Star are hard to find. As long as there is a chance, the monks will flock to them. Whether they live or die can only depend on themselves. They cannot blame others. This is the eternal law of the jungle.
The more than a thousand disciples of the Thirteen Sects on the cliff had different expressions. They were either worried or their eyes were full of fire.
Only ten of the more than a thousand people are qualified to enter the Split Heaven Immortal Valley, which means that their fellow sect members are also destined to be competitors. If they want to grab that spot, they can only rely on themselves.
When the thirteen formation flags disappeared into the misty forest, these people began to be eager to try.
"start!"
Suddenly, a loud shout was heard from the cliff.
The next moment, all kinds of glorious lights rushed up from the cliff, and a huge aura that only belonged to the perfection of refining the gods poured out. Then there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air, and more than a thousand escaping lights, dragging the sky. Guanghua rushed into the misty forest.
But while they were fighting for the formation flag here in the misty forest, another thing was happening in Tianshi Mountain.
On the bank of a clear pool, there is a giant tree that has grown for an unknown number of years.
I don't know what kind of tree this giant tree is. It looks like a weeping willow and grows extremely lushly. Each branch looks like a woman's green hair, like weightless silk.
There are dense pink stamens growing on the branches, and each one exudes a fresh and elegant fragrance. From time to time, it falls into the pool, causing the quiet pool to ripple in circles.
The pool of water is like a mirror, reflecting the ancient tree and at the same time a figure under the ancient tree.
This person was wearing the robe of a disciple of Tianzhi Mountain. He had long black hair, hanging down his straight back. His back reflected in the water was as graceful as a woman's.
This man was holding a faint blue paper umbrella, with one hand formed into a sword finger and placed between his knees. He closed his eyes slightly and breathed a long time. He was none other than Ji Liao, who had been worshiping at Tianshi Mountain for two hundred years.
The breeze blew around Ji Liao's body, causing the ancient trees behind him to sway, but there was a sense of nature and the integration of heaven and man.
Suddenly, I heard a few footsteps in the distance, and not long after, I saw an elegant woman in a green robe arriving near the pond.
Ji Liao's slightly closed eyes trembled twice, then slowly opened his eyes, looking at the woman with a pair of dark eyes, and smiled faintly, "You're here!"
That woman was none other than Ling Dongfeng's second disciple and Ji Liao's senior sister, "Wan Suxin."
Wan Suxin nodded slightly, and without saying much, she raised her hand and turned it over. A green light immediately flashed in her palm. After a moment of concentration, a green three-foot long sword hung in the air.
Wan Suxin clasped her hands together, forming a sword-finger posture. A green light immediately lit up between the four fingers, and then she heard a buzzing sound of the sword. The green long sword in the void suddenly shook, and split into pieces in a flash. Four.
Wan Su recited softly in her heart, and the four long swords flashed immediately, blooming with dazzling green light, and with a flip, the sword points pointed directly at Ji Liao.
"Go!" Wan Suxin shouted in a low voice.
Boo hoo hoo hoo...
The four long swords immediately pierced the sky, dragging a long beam of light straight towards Ji Liao.
Seeing the situation, Ji Liao curled up his lips, turned one hand over, and formed a sword finger. There was a bang, and an arc of electricity immediately jumped out from the tips of his two fingers, and it shot straight into the void and stopped a few feet away. It exploded, and the Tribulation-Destroying Sword flashed out.
Ji Liao moved his fingers and pointed towards the sword light that was stabbing him.
"Boom boom boom..."
Hearing the rumbling thunder, a fierce electric arc suddenly jumped around the Sword of Destruction and shot towards the sword.
"boom..."
But when thunder exploded, the arc released by the Tribulation Sword suddenly increased in size, and instantly turned into a white thunder ball more than ten feet long, which directly swallowed up the four sword lights.
The rumbling thunder could not be heard, and the violent power of thunder and lightning destroyed the four sword lights.
Wan Su decided to change her mind.
The four green sword lights buzzed at the same time, and the four green lights were connected together, but they completely ignored the power of thunder and lightning and strangled the sword of destruction in the middle.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
Five rays of sword light instantly entangled together in the void, emitting a piercing sound of swords intertwined with fine iron.
The Miejie Sword is an immortal sword at the level of an immortal weapon, but Wan Suxin's sword is only at the top level of the divine level. Although its aura is weaker than the Miejie Sword, it is obvious that Wan Suxin's attainments in swordsmanship are far superior to Ji Liao's. At this time, he was not losing at all, and he was still vaguely trying to suppress the Tribulation Sword.
Ji Liao looked at the entangled sword light in the void, and his body that was sitting cross-legged was slightly stunned. The next moment, he appeared about ten feet away. He raised his hand and made a move, and the Mie Jie Sword entangled with the four sword lights immediately shook. The sword light was shaken away, broke free in the void, turned into a thunderbolt, rushed out, and fell into Ji Liao's hand in a flash.
Boom boom boom...
Thunder exploded and spread directly to Ji Liao's body. In an instant, Ji Liao was instantly enveloped by the thunder, and he vaguely felt like he was one with the Tribulation Sword.
Wan Suxin's face remained indifferent, but with a move of her hand, four sword lights immediately shot back and flew around her body.
Ji Liao smiled lightly when he saw this, "Here he comes!"
After saying that, he tapped his toes lightly and suddenly stepped forward ten feet.
A rumbling thunder light burst out, and a thick winding thunder light emerged behind Ji Liao. In an instant, Ji Liao seemed to turn into a violent thunder dragon, with endless ferocity, opened his huge mouth, and moved towards Wan. Su Xin rushed forward.
Wan Suxin couldn't help but frown this time, and the magic technique in her hand changed. The four green sword lights surrounding her body trembled, and there was a rapid sword cry. The next moment, the four sword lights rose up and turned into illusions. The sharp light filaments filled the sky, swirling around Wan Su's heart, and in a blink of an eye, they formed an emerald green vortex that could separate everything.
Ji Liao pointed his toes again, and jumped more than ten feet, shaped like a gust of wind, and as powerful as thunder. It seemed that he could vaguely hear the roar of a furious dragon, and he rushed towards the green whirlpool.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
There was a loud roar and explosion, and the earth shook for an instant. The distant pool suddenly shook, and the clear water rushed straight towards the sky.
The thunder dragon and the emerald green vortex intertwined together, and the two colors of light surged rapidly in the void. Ten breaths later, the two colors of light separated, and the figures of Ji Liao and Wan Suxin appeared again.
The sharp and sharp aura gradually disappeared, and the place became calm again.
The pool water that was overturned to the sky fell, but it turned into a gentle drizzle. After it fell, a seven-color rainbow like an arch bridge appeared on the sky.
Ji Liao held the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in his hand. The arc on it bounced twice and finally retracted into the sword body.
Ji Liao smiled faintly and threw it away. The Heavenly Tribulation Sword immediately turned into a sword light that snaked up. With a slight twist, it shot directly back to Ji Liao's storage ring.
Wan Suxin danced with the long green sword in her hand, and the remaining three sword lights flashed immediately, buzzing and returning to the green sword body in her hand.
Ji Liao turned around and looked at Wan Suxin, "Hehehe, senior sister's swordsmanship is indeed superb."
Wan Suxin's eyes flashed slightly, but she remained expressionless as she said in a soft voice, "You have only practiced swordsmanship for more than two hundred years, so it is very rare to have such strength."
Ji Liao laughed bitterly when he heard this, raised his hand to lift up the hem of his clothes, and saw that there was a two-foot-long hole on the hem of his clothes.
"If Senior Sister uses all her strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to save my leg."
While they were talking, the two of them stood together, side by side, and both looked at the prosperous ancient tree.
After a while, Ji Liao slowly spoke, "Master will take his fellow disciples to compete for the spot in the Split Heaven Immortal Valley."
"Well!" Wan Suxin nodded slightly and hummed. Then she suddenly remembered something and looked at Ji Liao, "Master was afraid that you would be in danger in the Immortal Bone Secret Realm, so that's why I didn't let you enter the Immortal Valley Secret Realm this time. quota."
"I know!" Ji Liao nodded.
Today, Ji Liao has been worshiping Tianshu Mountain for more than two hundred years. In order not to arouse others' suspicion, Ji Liao put aside all distracting thoughts and devoted himself to the art of swordsmanship.
The Sword of Destruction is an immortal sword at the level of an immortal weapon. Winter Wind passed on its unique skill of True Thunder Sword Control to Ji Liao. Ji Liao himself is the destroyer of thunder, and the Sword of Destruction happens to be of the attribute of thunder. The True Thunder Sword Control Technique, which also has the attribute of thunder, is like a fish in water, and its progress is so rapid that it is unmatched.
Just now, Ji Liao had a sword test with Wan Suxin. Ji Liao did not use his own strength. Instead, he suppressed the aura in his body and used his perfect strength to compete with Wan Suxin. In the end, although he lost the sword, Wan Suxin was not the best. After practicing swordsmanship for many years, Ji Liao, a fledgling swordsman, only lost one sword, which was terrifying enough.
Over the past two hundred years, Ji Liao has integrated into the life of Tianzhi Mountain, and has a feeling that he had when he was in Zhongdao Mountain.
At the same time, because Ji Liao is the third disciple of Tianji Zhenren, both the elders and disciples of Tianji Mountain call him "Third Young Master," which makes him feel like he is a disciple of an aristocratic family.
However, the two-hundred-year period has come, and the Celestial Immortal Valley will be opened soon. As expected by Ji Liao, Master Tianji really did not include him among the disciples who entered the secret realm this time.
But Ji Liao is not worried about this. After two hundred years of getting along, Tianzhen Zhenren has completely believed in Ji Liao. This time, Ji Liao was not allowed to enter the secret realm of the Split Heaven Immortal Valley. As Wan Suxin said, it was because he was afraid of him. What happened in Split Heaven Immortal Valley? After all, Ji Liao has now replaced Zhang Zhichu and Wan Suxin in the heart of Dongfeng, becoming the most proud disciple of Dongfeng.
Ji Liao remembers the teachings of Winter Wind in his heart and is very grateful to Winter Wind. However, Ji Liao cannot miss this opportunity. Ji Liao is not worried if there is no place for him. Since Winter Wind will not let him go, He can make people take the initiative to give up their spot to him, so that the winter wind will be difficult to stop.
As for who will give up the precious spot in Split Heaven Immortal Valley, Ji Liao already has a target.
"Wuliang City's Wanzhen auction is going to start in the next two days. Are you going?" At this time, Wan Suxin interrupted Ji Liao's thoughts and said.
"Go!" Ji Liao replied briefly.
"Okay, let's leave immediately. If we're late, we won't be able to buy tickets." Wan Su heartily agreed, and then flew into the sky.
Ji Liao's eyes flashed slightly, and he followed Wan Suxin's figure into the air.
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