In the west of the Great Lake of Longyuan, a crescent moon was hanging high in the sky. The night breeze was blowing gently. Two cultivators in long robes stood on the top of the mountain and drank from each other.
One of them had a face full of stubble and his clothes were greasy, making him look rather sloppy. He held a jug of wine in his hand and drank from it from time to time, but his eyes were clear and didn't show the slightest hint of intoxication. He looked at the chilly and clear surface of the water, then looked at the reflection of the moon in the water that was ceaselessly shattering, and he couldn't help but sigh in disappointment. "Time flies, twenty-four years have passed in a flash, and it's time for the Sect Competition again. Junior Brother Luo, I'm afraid I'll have to experience your brilliant moves again."
The man standing on the opposite peak was handsome and elegant, with his sleeves fluttering in the wind. He was Luo Qingyu, who ranked eighth among the top ten disciples of Zhenren Yan. He looked up at the bright moon above his head and said, "I wonder what tricks Senior Brother Zhou will teach me today?"
Senior Martial Brother Zhou shook his head repeatedly and said with a wry smile, "Junior Martial Brother Luo, why do you have to push me aside? It's not like you don't know that I, your Senior Martial Brother, am a good-for-nothing. I'm afraid my clansmen will scold me for being trash again.
Luo Qingyu frowned slightly and then looked at him seriously. He said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Zhou, don't belittle yourself. With your aptitude and cultivation, if you can pull yourself together, it's hard to say who will be the winner."
Senior Martial Brother Zhou chuckled. He didn't care about the dust on the peak and just sat on the rock lazily. He said, "Junior Martial Brother Luo, why are you testing me? I didn't have this intention a hundred years ago. Otherwise, why would I give up the position of the top ten disciples? Now, I just want to live the rest of my life in peace. "
Luo Qingyu shook his head and sighed. Then he asked, "Is it worth it for a female demon?"
Senior Brother Zhou suddenly became excited and clenched his fists, as if he was about to argue. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He just drank a few mouthfuls of wine and wiped his mouth. He suddenly raised his head and said, "Junior Brother, I almost fell into your trap. Don't try to provoke me."
Luo Qing Yu smiled faintly, then looked straight at him and said, "No matter what. When the time comes, I, your Junior Brother, will definitely not show any mercy. So, you must be careful, Senior Brother. "
Senior Brother Zhou suddenly burst into laughter, appearing extremely wild and unruly. He said, "Junior Brother Luo, although I have no intention of fighting with you, I haven't lived long enough. Although I can't beat you, if you want to kill me, you can't. It's not easy. "
Luo Qingyu waved his sleeves and said coldly, "I'll see you at the contest!" Then, he leaped into the air, turned into a light green cloud and flew away.
Senior Brother Zhou raised the wine cup in his hand. He saluted the wisp of smoke and then poured it into his mouth. He let the wine drench his hair and beard, and when he was hit by the cold water, he felt a chill down his spine. He shook his head and his eyes suddenly lit up. However, a moment later, he seemed to have thought of something and sighed heavily. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
In the Honglie Continent, there were ravines and dangerous peaks everywhere. At this time, in the sky, tens of thousands of celestial flying boats were heading here. Under the night sky, the stars were like rain.
There were many disciples in the Yincang Sect. Usually, they were scattered on the various islands of the Dragon Abyss Great Marsh to cultivate. Among the disciples of the same sect, there were many who had never met each other in their entire lives. But today, for the sect competition, they had rushed over from all directions, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, gathering in one place.
The first 20 days of the contest were for the disciples of Ming Qi. The Upper Brightness Courtyard, the Merit Courtyard, the Spiritual Mechanism Courtyard, and the Zheng Qing Courtyard would each send a few Elders to judge. Finally, 60 winners would be chosen. They would be bestowed with the Qi Residence of the True Palace, magical weapons, pills, secret manuals, and could even go to the Upper Brightness Courtyard to listen to the Elders discuss Dao and ask questions about Dao.
But if it was a true disciple, this was not the case. Those who did not enter the top ten would not be bestowed anything and would also have all the bestowed spirit shells for these 24 years deducted.
At this time, the Wang sisters and Tian Kun were also sitting on the flying boat. They pressed on the side of the boat and flew towards the Honglie Continent. They saw the treasures flying everywhere, like flowing lights dancing in the sky and stars twinkling in the sky. They could not help but feel dazzled.
The contest in the school was held every 24 years. Not only could they observe the skills of their fellow disciples and learn from each other's strong points to make up for their weaknesses, it could also motivate the disciples and arouse their competitive spirit. Therefore, Zhang Yan did not demand that his disciples cultivate in the cave and allowed them to come here to observe.
Moreover, Liu Yanyi was also going to participate in the contest this time. According to Zhang Yan's judgment, with this disciple's current strength, even if there were opponents in the same generation, there would be few. It was just the right time for the Wang sisters and Tian Kun to see the gap between them and their Eldest Senior Sister.
Wang Caiting had been cultivating in the Heavenly Lake of Clear Nether for close to three years. Although her lively and active personality had been restrained quite a bit, it would be a lie to say that she was not bored. Now that she was outside and saw this rare sight, she kept tugging on Tian Kun's sleeve and shaking it, occasionally letting out cries of surprise and praise.
However, this action did not raise any eyebrows because there were many people like her. Most of the Ming Qi disciples were juniors who had not entered the Dao for a long time and had yet to completely adapt to the long and boring path of cultivation. Their minds were also the most lively. Usually, they were trapped in the sect and could not go out. Now that they suddenly had the chance to escape, they were all extremely excited.
Wang Caiwei was different from her sister. After taking a few glances, she could not help but be secretly shocked and said, "Usually, I never thought that there would be so many fellow disciples in my Qincang School. And this is only my Qincang Sect. The East Hua Continent is so big, I don't know how many cultivators there are …"
Looking at the unfamiliar faces, she felt an inexplicable pressure in her heart. It could be imagined that these people would be her opponents in the future. If she wanted to achieve the Dao, she had to stand out from these people, or in other words, kill her way to the world …
Just Now thinking about this, she suddenly heard a cold voice in her mind, "Caiwei, you don't have to worry. If you don't like these people, I'll just kill them all for you."
Wang Caiwei was instantly shocked and hurriedly replied in her heart, "No, Sister Yin, please don't mess around."
Over the past year, the Yin Slayer Saber Spirit had also come out a few times to guide her in cultivation. She had also benefited a lot. Originally, Wang Caiting's cultivation was faster than hers, but later on, she gradually caught up and now surpassed her by a lot. This made Wang Caiting very unhappy and often said that she was shameless.
After a few conversations with the Saber Spirit, Wang Caiwei vaguely knew the origin of this saber. Her heart was both surprised and worried.
Later on, the Mirror Spirit in the cave specially came to tell her that this Saber Spirit had been injured and had forgotten many things of the past. At this moment, it was like a blank piece of paper. As long as she treated it carefully, there was no need to worry too much.
However, this saber was after all a weapon of slaughter. Therefore, she was advised not to use it unless it was absolutely necessary, lest it aroused the hidden ferocity in the Saber Spirit and brought disaster for no reason.
Thus, when she heard the Saber Spirit casually say that it wanted to kill these disciples, how could she not be anxious? However, no one could bear the consequences. She continuously used a lot of strength in her heart and Just Now, she was able to calm it down.
At this moment, a flying boat flew over. On the boat, there was a cultivator dressed like a scholar. He held a folding fan in his hand and lightly waved it. When he saw the two beautiful women, his eyes couldn't help but brighten up. He waved his talisman and the flying boat came closer. He cupped his hands and said, "I am Li Guozhi, cultivating under Immortal Ying Island. May I ask where my fellow disciples are cultivating?"
The Wang sisters saw that he had a tall and imposing appearance and was dressed in the robes of a Radiant Qi cultivator. His cultivation was higher than theirs, so they hurriedly bowed.
Tian Kun was the senior brother, so he should be the one to respond. However, he had always been a man of few words, so he only cupped his hands and ignored them. Wang Caiwei glanced at him, and to avoid being rude, she took the initiative to answer, "So it's a senior brother from Immortal Ying Island. My sister and senior brother are all cultivating under Clear Nether Lake."
Wang Caiwei was originally from one of the nine cities, so she had heard of many famous disciples in the sect. She had even heard of the immortal caves that they lived in.
Afterwards, when she entered Clear Nether Lake, she heard Liu Yanyi talk about it quite a bit, so she knew quite a bit about the various immortal caves. This Immortal Ying Island was one of the big islands in the Great Longyan Lake. Liu Yanyi had lived there with her uncle for a few years, and it was rumoured that the island lord was Meng Zhen's grand disciple. Thus, she didn't dare to underestimate it.
"Clear Nether Lake?"
Li Guozhi felt that it sounded familiar, and his expression changed. He blurted out, "Is it Zhang … Master Zhang's disciple?"
He was originally the disciple of Immortal Ying Island's lord, but Zhang Yan and Qi Yuntian called each other senior and junior brother. According to this, he would have to call him senior granduncle, and the two beautiful girls in front of him would also have to call him senior uncle. He really couldn't bring himself to lower himself by a generation, so he could only use 'Master Zhang' to avoid the awkwardness.
"Little sister is indeed Master Zhang's disciple."
Wang Caiting immediately responded. Speaking of her master, she couldn't help but feel proud. Her chin was slightly raised, and her neck revealed a hint of blush.
Because of Zhang Yan's reputation, Li Guozhi subconsciously cupped his hands again, and his words and actions became more cautious. After exchanging a few words with Wang Shi, he found out their names. He looked at Tian Kun, and said warmly, "Junior brother Tian, are you also here to participate in the Grand Competition?"
His eyes weren't bad, and he could tell that the two girls hadn't opened their meridians. Only Tian Kun had entered the Clear Qi stage, and was qualified to compete for the rankings.
Tian Kun shook his head, and said in a muffled voice, "Little brother doesn't have such intentions."
Li Guozhi smiled lightly, waved his fan, and said, "That's true. Master Zhang's disciples naturally don't need to work as hard as us."
If someone else said they didn't want to compete for the rankings, he would definitely find it strange. But since they were Zhang Yan's disciples, it was reasonable.
One had to know that Clear Nether Lake was a paradise. In the Great Swallow Longyan, besides the ten Spiritual Masters, no one could enter such a paradise to cultivate.
Besides, Zhang Yan was the disciple of Zhou Chongju of the Danding Courtyard, so he naturally didn't lack pills. Only the sect's cultivation method was somewhat attractive, but it wasn't the Five Techniques and Three Scriptures. In Li Guozhi's opinion, Zhang Yan's cultivation was profound, and he was skilled in the art of flying swords. After returning from overseas, he must have obtained some incredible cultivation method. Otherwise, how could he be so powerful as to defeat Tu Xuan, Xiao He, and the others?
Therefore, Tian Kun and the Wang sisters probably didn't think much of the cultivation method bestowed by the sect.
After thinking about it, he also felt extremely envious. He couldn't help but sigh, "No matter how hard we cultivate, we still can't find a good master!"
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