Just as Gu Fei entered a deep meditative state, in the peach forest behind Taixuan Peak, there were two figures in white standing under the peach tree in front of the wooden house.
"Brother, how confident are you that you can win first place in tomorrow's competition?" A handsome young man, who was so handsome that even beautiful women paled in comparison, said to an ordinary-looking young man in white.
This peach forest behind the mountain was Li Lingfeng's place of cultivation. The ordinary-looking young man was Li Lingfeng, and the person talking to him was his junior brother, Zi Yu.
"I don't care who wins or loses, but this time, the Head Ancestor seems to pay special attention to this Nine Vein Trials. I feel that something is about to happen," Li Lingfeng said with a frown.
"Hmm! The atmosphere between the Head Ancestor and the other seven chiefs seems to be a little strange. I heard from some of the senior brothers in the Transcending Mortality Realm that in the past Nine Vein Trials, the branches rarely used precious treasures, but this time … the seven chiefs all gave out precious treasures, hoping that the disciples who participated in the competition would win, "Zi Yu said.
The Ruin Sky Realm opened once every hundred years. Few people even in the Three Great Taoist Sects knew about this, let alone these young disciples who had only been in the sect for ten years.
However, Li Lingfeng and Zi Yu had also vaguely noticed that something was amiss during the Nine Peak Trials.
After the two talked for a while, they could not find any clues, so Zi Yu said goodbye and left. Li Lingfeng also walked into the wooden house.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The mountains seemed particularly quiet. Except for the occasional roar of beasts in the dense forests and the places where fierce beasts roamed, there was no other sound to break this silence.
However, in the sea of clouds hundreds of miles away from Taixuan Mountain, a golden beam of light broke through the clouds and rushed out like a dragon.
"Swoosh!" The dragon-like golden light turned and tore through the night sky like a golden bolt of lightning, flying toward Taixuan Mountain. In an instant, it disappeared into the sky.
At the summit of Taixuan Peak, in the rear hall of Supreme Mystery Temple, where the headmaster, Daoist Xuantian, cultivated, Daoist Xuantian suddenly opened his eyes. Then, he disappeared from the praying mat in an instant.
In the next moment, Daoist Xuantian's figure appeared in the sky above the Supreme Mystery Temple. His sleeves fluttered in the wind and his white hair fluttered in the wind. He exuded an otherworldly aura.
Daoist Xuantian was like a celestial being, like a true immortal descending to the world. He looked towards the eastern horizon and saw a flash of golden light.
When the golden light first appeared, it was still far away on the horizon. No one knew how far it was, but in the blink of an eye, it came closer. Like a golden bolt of lightning, it made a slight sound as it flew into the range of Taixuan Mountain. In the blink of an eye, it was near the Nine Peaks of Taixuan.
"Hmm? The Square Immortal Sect's flying sword messenger? "How sharp was Daoist Xuantian's eyes? He could tell at a glance that this golden light was a flying sword released by a master swordsman.
This shining golden light was only about three feet long, but he could not see the shape of a sword. It was very different from a real sword. From far away, Daoist Xuantian could feel the cold sword qi that came from the golden light.
From the cold sword qi that came from the sword light, it was righteous and not evil. This was definitely a flying sword that had been refined using Xuanmen techniques.
The Guangcheng Immortal Sect cultivated authentic sword techniques. Their skills were all in the sword. As long as they had a sword in hand, they could kill anyone in their way. It was the most powerful technique in the Taoism.
At this time, the golden sword Qi had already flown above the Nine Peaks of Taixuan. However, at this time, there seemed to be a great power that was activated. A power like a wave of water blocked the golden sword Qi outside the Nine Peaks.
It turned out that the protective matrix of the Taixuan Sect had come into play. After the attack of the Demon Lord of Six Paths, the protective matrix of the Taixuan Sect had been broken by the mysterious Tai Chi diagram. It had taken the Taixuan Sect a whole year to barely activate the matrix.
The spiritual stones used to activate the matrix were very rare in the world of cultivation. It was very difficult to gather eighty-one of these spiritual stones, which contained a great amount of spiritual qi. Without spiritual stones to suppress the eye of the matrix, other spiritual items were used instead.
However, the power of the Great Mountain Guarding Formation was much weaker than the original formation. Even so, the golden light could not break through the formation no matter how hard it tried. It was enough to show the power of the Great Mountain Guarding Formation.
Daoist Xuantian looked at the golden sword light in the distance and couldn't help but frown. "Why did Xuanyuan send a message to me with a flying sword?" As he said this, he reached out his right hand and grabbed the golden sword qi.
Immediately, a faint, illusory palm transcended the distance of space and reached out from the formation. It grabbed the golden light in its hand and then retracted back into the formation.
Xuantian Taoist removed a jade scroll from the flying sword. He loosened his grip, and the golden sword light immediately rose from his hand. It flashed a few times, and then quickly flew out of Taixuan Mountain.
Soon, the golden sword light came from the east and headed east before disappearing into the eastern horizon.
Daoist Xuantian held the jade scroll in his hand. With a thought, his mind immediately seeped into the jade scroll and learned all the information contained in it.
After reading the contents of the jade scroll, Daoist Xuantian could no longer remain calm. He muttered to himself, "I didn't expect the trip to the Ruin Sky Realm to be brought forward."
Daoist Xuantian lowered his head and thought for a while before his body flickered and he disappeared from the sky above Taixuan Temple.
On the morning of the third day of the Nine Peaks Trials, the melodious sound of a bell echoed through the mountains. All the disciples of Taixuan Sect came out of their training places and gathered at Taixuan Peak.
Today, the top ten young masters of the younger generation would be chosen from the fourteen outstanding disciples who had won the previous day. Everyone thought that the title of the top master would be decided between Gu Fei and Li Lingfeng.
Gu Fei and Li Lingfeng were both powerful young cultivators. Their cultivation was higher than that of their peers, and they could be said to be the two most outstanding geniuses of the younger generation with unlimited potential.
Compared to Li Lingfeng, the upper echelons of Taixuan Sect paid more attention to Gu Fei, because the cultivation method of Jade Spirit Peak was unimaginably difficult to cultivate.
An ancient body cultivation method that was regarded as trash had been cultivated by Gu Fei to the eighth level of the Awakening Self Realm. Those who knew about this cultivation method found it hard to believe.
The competition began. The fourteen people were divided into seven pairs and fought in the first to seventh arenas. As a result, there were two arenas on the square that were empty.
These fourteen people were all the most outstanding young masters of the Nine Peaks Mysterious Sect. Unfortunately, Zhao Zirou had lost both of her matches the previous day and had already been eliminated in the second round.
On the third arena, Gu Fei stared at the opponent in front of him. His sharp eyes were like blades as he stared at the opponent's face. Power surged from his body, and an oppressive aura filled the air.
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