Just Now, the people of Qincang School had come to an agreement. At this moment, a cloud of smoke came from afar. [Baoliny.]
A beautiful girl stood on the cloud. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her hair was combed into a flying fairy bun. She had almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks. Her features were picturesque, and her nose was greasy. She wore a lotus colored dress. She came before Huo Xuan and the others and bowed, saying, "My daughter is Zhou Wanhan, a disciple of Yuxiao. May I ask which one of you is Spiritual Master Huo?"
Huo Xuan said in a low voice, "I am."
Zhou Wanhan bowed again and said in a clear voice, "My master sent me here to invite fellow Daoists of Qincang School to enter Chengyuan Gorge."
Huo Xuan was slightly surprised. Yuxiao school's Dingyang Zhou Clan was one of the few aristocratic families in Xuanmen. They had always looked down on people like him, who came from a humble background and married into a large clan. He was unwilling to go earlier because of this consideration, but he did not expect her to take the initiative to greet him.
He looked at the girl and said, "Who is your master?"
Zhou Wanhan said seriously, "My master's surname is Zhou Jinhuang."
"So it's fellow Daoist Zhou Huang." Huo Xuan's eyes flashed as he nodded.
Zhou Huang's cultivation age was similar to his. Not to mention his profound cultivation, it was rumored that he had already cultivated the Spiritual Pivot Great Jade Light from Yuxiao school. He was definitely not to be underestimated.
He thought for a while and said loudly, "Martial Niece Zhou, please reply to your master. You and I are both from Xuanmen, there's no need to be so courteous. Since Qincang School came later, your sect should go first."
Zhou Wanhan did not try to persuade him. After curtseying, she stepped on a cloud and left.
However, after a while, the cloud in front of them did not move, as if it had no intention of entering Chengyuan Gorge. Huo Xuan smiled faintly and said, "This Zhou Huang is quite arrogant."
Although he had never met this person, he could tell that this person was not someone who would easily change his mind.
He thought that there was no point in continuing the stalemate, so he waved his hand and led everyone forward.
After traveling a hundred li. In front of the Chengyuan Gorge's mouth, there was a group of glittering clear clouds, about ten li wide. There were more than a hundred cultivators, surrounded by seven-colored lights that flickered in and out of existence, dazzling and dazzling. Their momentum was not the least bit weaker than that of the Qincang School.
There were three people riding on the Azure Phoenix flying carriage at the very front. The man in the middle wore a crown. He had a wide forehead and a wide chin. His mustache was thick, and his eyes were bright. He wore a golden robe with a rhinoceros belt, embroidered boots, and a large cloak. He was tall and strong, giving off a mighty aura.
On his left was a beautiful woman who was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her eyes were clear, her eyebrows were thin, and her skin was like white jade. She wore a light blue dress with phoenix patterns. She wore a smoky silk robe and her expression was tranquil, like an orchid in an empty valley.
Standing on his right was a young man with a smile on his face. He wore a moon white robe, and he had a refined and refined appearance.
The disciples of the two sects were in the south and the north respectively. They were all sizing each other up.
After a while, the man in the golden robe in the Yuxiao school laughed loudly. He urged the Azure Phoenix flying carriage under his feet and galloped out. He cupped his hands at Huo Xuan and said, "Are you Spiritual Master Huo?"
Huo Xuan also drove the white dragon in front of the carriage. He also cupped his hands and said, "Spiritual Master Zhou. I've heard a lot about you. "
After the two exchanged a few words, Zhou Huang turned his gaze to the Qincang School line, as if he was looking for someone. After a while, he retracted his gaze under Huo Xuan's gaze and said with a smile, "I've also heard of Fellow Zhong and Fellow Luo. The two disciples behind me rarely come to Dong Hua, so I'm afraid you don't know them. "
He waved his hand and called a couple of cultivators behind him. He pointed at the woman and said, "This is my sister, Zhou Qingyun."
Zhou Qingyun came up and bowed. She said softly, "Greetings, Spiritual Master Huo. Please be lenient during the spell ceremony later."
Huo Xuan raised his hand to return the greeting. He glanced at the girl a few times and praised her in his heart. He had heard that the daughters of the Dingyang Zhou Clan were all outstanding in beauty, and it was indeed true. That Zhou Wanhan and this Zhou Qingyun were both stunning beauties.
Zhou Huang pointed at the scholarly man and said, "This is my junior brother, Xie Keming."
Xie Keming smiled and also came up to greet Huo Xuan.
The Xie Clan was also a large clan in Xuanmen. They were related by marriage to the Zhou Clan for generations.
Out of etiquette, Huo Xuan also called Zhong Muqing and Luo Qingyu to his side. After greeting each other, they agreed to enter the gorge together before returning to their respective places.
Zhou Huang returned to the cloud and stroked his mustache. He said, "Qingyun, what do you think of the three Daoists from Qincang School?"
Zhou Qingyun pondered for a while and said, "In terms of cultivation, Fellow Daoist Huo is the best. I used several secret techniques just now, but because he is surrounded by the metal and fire energies, it will collapse and dissipate when I get close to him, making it extremely difficult to detect. As for the bell, the palanquin, and the scorching heat, it will be extremely difficult to detect!
Zhou Huang raised his eyebrows and suddenly said, "I heard that my brother-in-law is only ranked below Zhong and Luo in Qincang School."
Zhou Qingyun said indifferently, "So what? His aptitude is indeed extraordinary, but he doesn't come from a great clan, nor has he become the disciple of any Daoist Abode Master. His future achievements will stop here. Just by looking at the fact that he can't participate in the sword duel this time, it can be seen. "
Zhou Huang laughed loudly and said, "Qingyun is right. In reality, what can he do even if he comes? That cripple Zhou Chongju only has one disciple under him. How can he compete with others by himself? "
The disciples from the ten sects of Xuanmen who came for the sword battle this time were all protected by the elders of the sect.
For example, in Yuxiao school, other than Zhou Huang and the other two, there were nine guardian elders. There were a total of twelve Yuanying cultivators.
Qincang School was not bad. Behind Huo Xuan was the Chen clan, which was the head of the aristocratic families in Qincang School. It had a strong foundation. Just to protect him, they sent out four Yuanying Zhenren.
In addition to the six Yuanying elders behind Zhong Muqing and Luo Qingyu, there were thirteen Yuanying cultivators in Qincang School. It was one more than Yuxiao school.
However, whether it was these two sects or the previous sects, the highest cultivation level was only the second level of Yuanying. There was no one who had achieved the Yuanying Dharmakaya.
After reaching the third level of Yuanying, one more step and they could become a Grotto. There were not many cultivators of this level in the three major sects. They were not ordinary cultivators. They could not be killed easily. Not only could they not be ordered around, all the sects would do their best to protect them and not let them out of their sects easily.
At this time in Qincang. The Yuxiao and Yuxiao families were walking side by side, heading towards the Chengyuan Gorge. The strong wind blew a hundred miles away, covering the sky and the earth.
The disciples of the various sects were shocked. Daoren Ying Ya even came down from the Elixir Peak to welcome them.
Yang Bi and Zhu Xin were secretly shocked. Although the Yuan Yang Sect had grown a lot stronger in the past hundred years, and they thought that even if it wasn't as strong as the top three sects, it shouldn't be too far behind. But now, they realized that they were still far behind.
Cao Minrou said, "The two of you, I don't mind going down to meet our fellow cultivators from Qincang and Yuxiao."
Yang Bi and Zhu Xin nodded. The three of them rode the strong wind and descended.
However, just as they reached the bottom of the peak, they saw that there were lights flying towards the center of the river from the other peaks. They must have the same plan as them.
The disciples of the various sects who had come for the duel greeted each other on the river for a full two hours. Only then did they disperse and went to their respective peaks to sit down.
Elder Ying returned to the Elixir Peak. He stroked his beard and said, "Today, I saw that the disciples of the various sects are all extraordinary. It seems that the luck of the Celestial Sect is still flourishing. This time, the sects will have no need to fear those evil sects."
Just as he finished speaking, the scene before his eyes suddenly darkened. Raising his head to look, he was shocked to see tens of thousands of layers of thick fog had appeared out of nowhere, converging and gathering from all directions, covering the sky. The originally clear and sunny sky had instantly turned dark and gloomy, and the surroundings were dark and gloomy.
Elder Ying's expression changed. He took two steps forward and grabbed the talisman book. Suddenly, six greyish white lights leaped up from the book.
Netherspring Sect, Huncheng Sect, Jiuling Sect, Yuan Ying Sect, Yuan Ying Sect, Yuan Ying Sect?
The six sects of the Demon Sect had gathered together!
At this moment, the sky looked like it was dyed black. Rolling demonic clouds descended from the sky, descending onto the peaks and covering the mountains. They spread out on the ground and seeped into the rivers. In an instant, it was all dark red. There seemed to be countless white skeletons inside, demons and ghosts wailing in pain, their screams shaking the heaven and earth.
The thousands of Celestial Sect disciples at the bottom of the Chengyuan Gorge were all frightened by the monstrous demonic flames. There was complete silence. Some of the weaker ones were even trembling in fear.
However, at this moment, a streak of clear light rushed over from thousands of miles away. It tore apart the demonic Qi and went straight into the Chengyuan Gorge. Everywhere it passed, the dark clouds split and the dark sky seemed to be cut. When the light passed, the sound of swords still whistled through the mountains.
Daoren Ying Ya's spirit was lifted. He said in surprise, "Great, great, it's Zhenren Xun from the Shaoqing Sect!"
At this moment, the demonic clouds stirred and merged together again, as if they were not damaged at all.
After a short period of time, a Lingzhi mushroom as white as jade slowly floated out from within. Its stem was covered with fine streaks of blood, and the tip of the mushroom was wrapped around the Lingzhi mushroom. The mushroom was made up of Lingzhi mushrooms.
A green-robed Taoist with an angular face and a high nose bridge stood on the peak of the mountain. A beam of sword light circled around his body like a bolt of lightning. He seemed to be impatient to talk to the woman, so he shouted from several mountains away, "I'm sick of this foul atmosphere. Since all the sects are here, Elder Ying, when can we start the battle?"
Ying Ya Daoren nodded his head, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt something strange beneath his feet. He lowered his head to look, and saw that the entire river in the Chengyuan Gorge was actually trembling slightly, and after a moment, he heard a loud sound, as if the waves were shaking a thousand mountains, and ten thousand drums were beating. The layers of water actually flowed against the current, rolling and surging violently, rushing over.
The tens of thousands of cultivators were at a loss. They didn't know who had arrived. Daoist Xun, Zhou Huang Thallium Block Hot Boat Book Book Stumble Thank You, Leave Yang Acyl Stir Up Cut Wei Hui Chu Lu Ru Steal Wine Huanghuang Arm Phoenix Division Vinegar Oh Teach You Province?
The middle-aged cultivator shouted and pointed at the talisman book. "Senior Brother, look."
Ying Ya Daoren subconsciously looked down. After the disciples of the six demon sects and the three major sects of Xuanmen arrived, there were already seventeen numbers on the talisman book. However, at this moment, another golden light shot up into the sky. It was dazzling and two words appeared on it: "Yaoyin"!
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