Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

The next day, the four of them rarely act together to watch the excitement on the scene in Dabi.

The scale of this martial arts competition is surprisingly huge. The original martial arts arena and arena are not enough. Even the martial arts arena is arranged in Nanmen Square. Not far from the South Gate Square is the Wuji School Gate, which is a must pass for the beginners, and it is very lively with people coming and going.

The Grand Competition is roughly divided into two stages. In the first stage of the audition, all outer disciples can sign up. In order to train the disciples to a greater extent, the competition will not determine the candidates in advance, but will draw lots on the spot every time, and randomly match the opponents. . In the audition stage, the points system is adopted. The winner earns one point, and the loser does not count. The ranking list is refreshed every quarter of an hour, and the top ten people in the final overall ranking have the opportunity to enter the second stage of the elite tournament.

As the name suggests, the elite competition is a stage for the elite disciples of the inner gate. It is not only a competition but also a performance. It must be held in front of many foreign guests in the celebration, which is a lot higher than the outer sea election. If the top ten of the outer gate can enter the elite competition, whether they win or lose, it will be a great opportunity to show their faces. According to previous years, as long as these ten people do not die, they will eventually be picked out by the elders of the inner gate.

Therefore, the competition in the qualifiers is fierce and cruel. The elite competition looks brilliant, but the real practical fight is still outside.

The school also encourages outer disciples to fight more, so there is no limit to the number of entries in the audition. There is no penalty for winning and losing. The more battles, the easier it is to accumulate high scores. This arrangement is also very reasonable. The strong not only look at the winning rate, but the combat experience is also a very important part. After all, out of the world, Warcraft doesn't pay attention to one-on-one turn-based systems with you. Whoever can hold on to the end is the winner.

After Mu Yungui arrived at the South Gate Square, he was immediately shocked by the warm atmosphere there. In the past, only new disciples could be contacted in class, but today, not only newcomers are here, but also the brothers and sisters who started early to compete. When matching opponents, two people with similar points will be selected first, rookies and rookies will fight, veterans and veterans, but there is no such thing as bullying.

Had it not been for this competition, Mu Yungui would not have known that there were so many people in the Promise faction. Every competition stage was crowded with people, and the sound of jingle was constant inside, and the audience outside applauded from time to time, and sometimes the anger came, and the audience took off their clothes and went to the stage at the scene.

As far as I can see, there are young faces and unconvinced eyes everywhere. Mu Yungui walked through the crowd with difficulty, and sighed sincerely: "As expected of the Swordsman Clan, the atmosphere of martial arts is really strong."

When Mu Yun passed by Yun Mengze before returning, he glanced at the Yunshui Pavilion from a distance from the flying boat, and the aura there was completely different from that of the Promise Sect. I am afraid that only the soil like the Promise faction can nurture true fighters.

Jiang Shaocai is not surprised at this. Compared with Kunlunzong, the competition of Promise faction is still too pediatric. He avoided the oncoming people and said: "If Jian Xiu has no fighting spirit, then the world of immortality will never stand up again."

Mu Yungui's gaze swept from all around, many arena are competing, sword light flies, dazzling. Not only can you sign up for actual combat, you can exercise your skills, but you can also observe other people fighting and accumulate experience. No wonder it is the most grand event of the Promise Group.

Qiu Hu and Zhao Xulin walked in front, Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yun Gui Youyou followed behind. Qiu Hu was already ready to move when he saw such a lively scene. With sharp eyes, he saw that a martial arts stage was over, and immediately yelled: "There is vacant there. Come on, whoever wants to compete, grab it!"

Zhao Xulin took out his jade medal and said, "I'll do it. But I'm not very lucky, and I'm very unlucky every time I draw lots."

"Hey, what's the matter here." Qiu Hu patted his chest, and said in a big way, "I don't say anything else, I have been lucky since I was young! Give me the jade medal, and I will help you draw it!"

Seeing that many people had already drawn lots in front of the competition stage, Qiu Hu was afraid of falling behind, so he ran away. Jiang Shaocai suddenly said, "Wait."

Qiu Hu raised his legs halfway, and almost fell down when he heard it stop abruptly. Qiu Hu thought he was doing something to provoke Senior Brother Jiang, but when he saw Jiang Shaocai take out his identity jade card, hand it to him, and say, "Go."

Qiu Hu was stunned, making sure that he had heard it right, and then left flattered. Qiuhu was tall and big, and quickly squeezed to the forefront. After a while, he squeezed out from the front line again and carefully returned the token to Jiang Shaocai: "Brother Jiang, your token. I have already signed up for both of you, and then we will see the result of the lottery."

Qiu Hu said these words tremblingly. Standing opposite, Zhao Xulin was the first to see the result of the draw: "Huh? I actually won."

Qiu Hu turned his head and saw that the name "Zhao Xulin" appeared on the notice board. He immediately stood up and said with a chest out: "Look, I said I'm lucky. The lottery is on my good brother!" "

Immediately afterwards, the other end of the sign flashed, and the words "Jiang Shao Ci" appeared.

Zhao Xulin said softly, "It's Brother Jiang."

Mu Yungui also said sincerely: "Your luck is too good."

Qiu Hu quickly turned around and saw that the next match was Zhao Xulin and Jiang Shaocai. He volunteered to help his brother draw lots, but Jiang Shao's resignation was drawn. This...

But really good brothers.

Qiu Hu touched the back of his head and chuckled: "I see that the table next to it is also vacant. I'll go grab a spot and come back soon."

He smiled and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet. The senior man presiding over the martial arts stage has already reminded the players to enter the arena. Zhao Xulin handed over to Jiang Shaoci and still said gently and gently: "Brother Jiang, be merciful."

Jiang Shaocai handed over the burden of his body to Mu Yungui, and gave a faint hum.

Mu Yungui held Jiang Shaocai's token. In this situation, he didn't know who to cheer for, so he said, "You are all careful when you click."

After taking the stage, the audience was a little disappointed when they saw the faces of two strangers. Zhao Xulin stood still and saluted: "Please enlighten me."

By convention, opponents will generally bow when they come on stage, and do it after the appearance is finished. Zhao Xulin put down his hand and was about to draw out the sword, when a flash of light suddenly flashed in front of him, and then his throat was blocked by a sword.

Zhao Xulin: "..."

Silence both on and off the court. Has it started, is this over?

Zhao Xulin really wanted to be open. At the speed of Shao Jiang, he couldn't beat him even if he started another round, so he didn't resist, and directly surrendered: "Thanks for your advice, I surrender."

Jiang Shaocai liked this kind of adversary who was simply and nonsense, and closed his sword without saying a word. Brother Shoutai was entangled in Jiang Shaocai's direct action without saying hello, is it considered a sneak attack, and the two players have reached a consensus and stepped down. Senior Brother Shoutai was taken aback for a moment, and finally said: "Jiang Shao resigns and wins."

Mu Yungui held Jiang Shaocai's token, and she didn't react until Jiang Shaocai took the things from her hand. Jiang Shaocai handed the token to Senior Brother Shoutai and quickly glanced at Mu Yungui: "What's the matter?"

Mu Yungui was stunned: "Is this over?"

"if not?"

Zhao Xulin stood beside him, also very calm: "Cultivating immortals is for longevity. Try hard for some things. If you don't do it, you can give up."

Mu Yungui looked at him in shock, while Zhao Xulin smiled slightly, carrying out the happy cultivation of immortality very thoroughly. Mu Yungui was so shocked that he felt that Zhao Xulin's words made sense.

Qiu Hu squeezed back from the crowd with difficulty. He signed up for himself, but unfortunately he was not drawn. As soon as the result of the draw came out, he hurried back, for fear of delaying Jiang Shaocai's test with Zhao Xulin. Seeing Mu Yungui's trio standing in the audience, he quickly said, "I'm back. Are you waiting for me? Why haven't you started?"

Qiu Hu couldn't help thinking too much, and Mu Yungui reminded him: "The comparison is over."

Qiu Hu's eyes widened: "Huh?"

Qiu Hu's small eyes were full of big doubts, and he really couldn't understand how he turned his head and ran a circle, how the other two made the comparison. At this moment, there was a tsunami-like sound from the mountain behind him. Qiu Hu turned his head in shock and saw a burst of spiritual light slowly approaching outside the mountain gate.

The clouds are vast, the fairy sounds are misty, and a team is from far to near. At the forefront is a row of cranes that clear the way in a herringbone shape. On each crane's back stands a woman in white, holding flowers and ritual vessels, and her clothes fluttering. There is a colorful Luanfeng guarding in the middle. Luanfeng has gorgeous feathers, and its wings are open enough to cover a small part of the sky. At this moment, it is pulling the phoenix cart peacefully.

That phoenix car was about two stories high, white, gorgeous and delicate, surrounded by light golden wind chimes, clinking with the wind. The phoenix car slowly stopped in front of the Wujipai Mountain. The maid on the white crane took the lead to jump down, spread a flower channel in the air, and then all flew to the door of the car and saluted respectfully.

The door of Fengche was pushed open, and a cold and beautiful woman got out of the car. Everyone thought this was the owner of Fengche, but they saw a woman following her. They were half hanging down and saluting. Only after revealing a piece of silver dress, a pair of white moiré boots stepped on the steps, Shi Shiran floated down from the phoenix car.

The disciples of the Promise Sect were originally not aware of this pedestrian, so when they saw the woman's face, they all boiled over.

The woman has a white veil on her face, but only a pair of eyes is enough to see her beauty. Her body was soft, as if boneless, her feet were not touching the ground, step by step, she stepped on the flying flowers in mid-air, and finally landed gracefully on the red carpet of the Wuji group welcoming guests. With her movements, the silver streamer skirt on her gleamed, as if falling into the sky full of stars.

Her posture is extremely beautiful, especially the last movement of stepping on the petals to fall, which is as beautiful as an immortal. The male disciples of the Promise faction yelled excitedly. At this time, a certain voice became particularly prominent.

Jiang Shaocai looked at the petals on the ground, rolled his eyes vigorously, and said coldly: "For so many years, pigs will fly, and their family is still like this."

Mu Yungui stared at the woman's eyes, stunned, and was instantly pulled back to reality by Jiang Shaocai's words. She silently looked back at Jiang Shaocai. Jiang Shaocai seemed to have finally found an exit from a volcano that had accumulated for many years. He crackled and said, "When you come out to compete, you can compete, and you bring your own musical instruments. Who will you pretend to be?"

"The petals are on the ground, are they coming to sweep it?"

Mu Yun returned to silence, did Jiang Shaoci have a holiday with these people?

Fortunately, the cheers around him were loud enough to cover Jiang Shaoci's voice. After the white-clothed woman landed, the other maids followed one by one, folded her hands in front of her abdomen, slightly raised her chin, and walked coldly and arrogantly among the Wuji group. Many guards followed, these people, even men, were still slender, with cold faces, covered in white armor, and left without squinting all the way.

Qiu Hu was already staring at him: "This, this is..."

"The Mu Family of the Imperial City, the first one should be Mu Siyao, the most prestigious northern princess." Zhao Xulin sighed, "I just said it yesterday, and I saw a real person today. Their family has always been cold and cold." , Actually came to participate in the martial arts celebration of the Promise Sect?"

The Mu family was like a white cloud, floating there, leaving lightly, and soon there was only one back. Mu Yungui looked at the woman in the front, for some reason, he always felt very familiar.

Mu Yungui frowned silently. She thought for a while and asked, "Does Princess Mu Siyao often walk around?"

"Of course not." Zhao Xulin replied, "Mu's descendants are difficult, and she is the only woman of this generation who is trapped like a treasure by the Imperial City. This should be the first time that Mu Siyao has left the northern border."

Mu Yungui lowered his eyes and said nothing. Mu Siyao had never left the northern border, and Mu Yungui hadn't left Tianjue Island. It was impossible for the two of them to have met before today. Where did the inexplicable sense of familiarity in Mu Yungui's heart come from?

After Mu Siyao arrived, the Promise Sect disciples went crazy, and suddenly they didn't even care about the big competition, and they all gathered in front to see the fairies. The crowd was very crazy, Mu Yungui stood in the crowd and was hit several times.

Jiang Shaocai guarded Mu Yungui and walked to the corner, finally avoiding the group of fools. Qiu Hu touched his head, quite self-doubt: "Princess Mu Siyao is really good-looking, but it's okay, are they as good as it?"

With that said, Qiu Hu glanced at Mu Yungui, very suspicious of his own eyes. Is the filter too heavy for his acquaintances? Why does he think that the priest sister looks better?

Mu Siyao was covered with light veil, her clothes were exquisite, and a group of people were crowded behind her, which looked very dazzling under the superposition of various auras. But Qiu Hu was accustomed to seeing Mu Yungui, and he felt that way.

Mu Yungui had something in his heart, so he didn't want to stay outside anymore, so he said, "People are gone. I'm afraid we can't compete today. Let's go back first."

Jiang Shaocai also meant this, he nodded immediately: "Okay."

The Nanmen Square, which was still bustling just now, was immediately empty. The crowd was paying attention to the unexpected visit of Mu's house, and no one noticed that a few new faces hurried past the square. Soon after Jiang Shaocai and the others left, He Chuan greeted Mu Siyao in front of Tai A Peak and said, "See Princess Mu."

Mu Siyao gently returned a gift, her eyes were cold, half of her face was hidden under the veil, and she could not see any fluctuations in her expression: "I am on your majesty's order to congratulate the Wuji faction on the three thousand years of birthday."

He Chuan had already prepared. He stepped back and stretched out his hand and said: "The head has been waiting for the princess in the chamber for a long time, please, please."

Tai Afeng is the place where the head of the mountain is located. From a distance, it looks like a sharp sword, steep and towering, pointing straight to the sky. The chamber is located halfway up the mountain, with clouds floating outside, the clouds are vast and the white mist is vast, like a fairyland.

There was a man sitting directly above, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, upright and solemn, with a very decent appearance. Although he is still a young man, his eyes have left traces of time, and there are indelible vicissitudes between his gestures, and he looks like a sword fairy with the world in his heart.

There was a woman sitting on the man's right hand. Her cloud temple was high, her hair was gorgeous, and her red dress was burning like a flower. Her eyebrows are drawn very thin and tall, and Gu Pan is arrogant and pretentious.

To be able to appear in this place, there is no need to speculate about the identities of these two people. At the top is Huan Zhiyuan, the head of the Promise Sect. The beautiful woman under him is the master of the Yunshui Pavilion, Zhan Qianxi, all of whom are well-known on the mainland. Zhan Qianxi tightly clasped the handrails with her fingers painted with red Dankou, and asked aggressively, "Huan Zhi Yuan, what are you playing? We spent so much effort to build Tianjue Island, and now you tell me that the seal is gone? "

"It's just what you heard. If you don’t see it, it’s gone. What can I do." Huan Zhiyuan said at this point, lightly touching the corners of his lips, as if mockingly said, "You really treat Tianjue Island as an ordinary prison. Is it? You don’t know who is sealed inside."

Zhan Qianxi choked all of a sudden, her chest rising and falling, unable to speak for a long time. She was afraid just because she knew it.

For ten thousand years, she thought she would be relieved soon, but to this day, she still dreams of that person from time to time. Especially six thousand years ago, when the spiritual energy was exhausted, the demonic energy was flourishing, everything became worse and worse, Zhan Qianxi seemed to be living in a nightmare. She would often dream of falling into the abyss, in the darkness, a person with arms around her, looking at her coldly.

Even if he didn't say a word, Zhan Qianxi could hear them, and he was laughing at them. They tried their best to bury him, but in the end, they ended up like this.

Probably, this is retribution.

Zhan Qianxi took a deep breath, suppressing the floating Dao Xin, and asked: "Why is the seal missing?"

Huan Zhiyuan shook his head: "I don't know. I asked you to come here just to discuss this matter."

Zhan Qianxi's pointed eyebrows were frowning tightly. After a while, she asked, "Is there something wrong with the ice?"

As soon as the voice fell, an announcement came from outside. Huan Zhiyuan stood up and said lightly: "Is there something wrong with Ming Hanbing? Just ask them."