The little Dong Fu was filled with all kinds of xiuzhe. Many xiuzhe saw such a good opportunity and started to do business. Some took out the talismans and materials they didn't need to sell or trade. Some started to buy low and sell high. Dong Fu became the largest and most prosperous market in Sky Moon Jie.
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"Hm … …"
"Yes." Yu Bai respectfully answered with his head bowed.
"Gu Rong Ping!"
Dong Fu was unprecedentedly busy, unprecedentedly prosperous. All the large sects sent out their disciples to observe. They didn't have the chance to enter the Sword Test Conference, but to be able to personally see how experts of the same age would use spells was very beneficial to them. Usually, when xiuzhe faced their enemies, they would hide their strength. To have a chance to observe, no one wanted to miss it.
Here, it would be the highest level competition of the younger generation of Sky Moon Jie! Here, the most outstanding geniuses of Sky Moon Jie were gathered! Here, the grandest spells of Sky Moon Jie would appear! Here, the cruelest and most intense fighting of Sky Moon Jie would appear!
Chang Heng might be the most outstanding among the disciples of Ling Ying Sect, but he had never been favored by the elders.
"Do you have an opponent in mind?" Tian Song Zi asked.
"There was no friendship in the first place." Luo Li's answer was direct and crisp, without any concealment. "It's late, Shijie, please return."
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"Yes." Yu Bai hesitated for a moment before retreating.
For some reason, in the two rounds of elimination, other than Zuo Mo, the coldest person, there weren't any other dark horses that appeared. The experts that were favored by the crowd easily advanced to the next round. Although these matches were also spectacular, they lacked some exciting things.
Seeing Master so confident, Wei Sheng wanted to speak, but when the words reached his mouth, he took them back. He had a faint feeling in his heart that his master's plan might not be effective.
In Dong Fu Hall, Tian Song Zi looked at his beloved disciple in front of him, gratification and satisfaction in his eyes. He said warmly, "The ranking isn't important, that's just an empty reputation. What's important is comprehension, fighting with different people, facing different spells. Things like sneak attacks, encirclement, those that you will encounter in the future, you will encounter them all this time. "
Zuo Mo sat on the ground, his hair disheveled, his eyes bloodshot as he stared in front of him.
Under the disheveled hair that was covered in debris, the pair of bloodshot eyes flickered with a lively light.
"I am looking forward to it." Wei Sheng said honestly, his eyes showing excitement that could not be concealed. "To be able to fight with so many experts, it really makes one's blood boil!"
Hearing Hao Min cry as she left, Luo Li focused on forging his sword in the moonlight.
Looking at his most beloved disciple, Tian Song Zi suddenly sighed silently, a deep worry floating in his eyes.
Once this was announced, Dong Fu was shaken.
However, this was only his intuition. If he told his master like this, there would be no proof, and it would be useless. Moreover, he was also very curious about how his Junior Brother, who had been forced to such a state, would deal with it. From the moment Shidi returned and entered seclusion, Wei Sheng knew that Shidi was serious.
The sword light rubbed against the moonlight. It was a touch of sadness.
"How is it?" The Sect Leader smiled and said, "You didn't meet any decent opponents in the first two battles. Are you disappointed? You must be looking forward to this round. "
Hao Min was speechless and didn't know what to say. When Luo Li had been wounded by Zuo Mo, she hadn't even visited once. Who knew that Luo Li seemed to have been reborn. He had made it all the way to the last round of the Sword Test Conference. All of Wu Kong Sword Sect instantly looked at him differently. Hao Min thought of all the good things he had done in the past and wanted to get back on good terms. But Luo Li treated her like a stranger.
The Sect Leader nodded approvingly. In the eyes of the elders of Wu Kong Sword Sect, Wei Sheng seemed to possess all the qualities that a sword xiu should have. His personality was steady and determined, he worked hard on his cultivation, his mind as pure as one, his heart focused on the sword and nothing else. In terms of his talent at cultivating the sword, no one could rival him. Facing this competition, Wei Sheng was full of fighting spirit, not afraid to fight. He did not avoid trouble, did not panic in the face of danger.
Suddenly, he felt a different kind of anticipation towards the Sword Test Conference that was about to arrive.
The previous sword test without rules had affected the hearts of most gamblers. Since they couldn't see it with their own eyes, no matter how exciting the competition was, they couldn't be excited. But Tian Song Zi's action quickly moved the enthusiasm of all the xiuzhe. This news was broadcasted on the sound tablet at the fastest possible speed.
The mirage jade scrolls of the fight where Zuo Mo had won against Chao An had been sold for one hundred pieces of third-grade jingshi, and the market had run out of stock. Many people were filled with regret. If they had made a few more mirage jade scrolls at that time, they would have gotten rich! Most of the mirage jade scrolls from that fight had been bought by some of the larger sects. They had planned on giving them to their disciples skilled in formations to study. It had to be said that the larger sects were much more sensitive to this.
"This disciple wants to compete with Zong Ming Yan."
The number of mirage jade scrolls from the other competitions had increased dramatically, but the price could not compare to Zuo Mo's match.
The expected intensity, the unavoidable collisions between the strong, there were more environmental factors that could be used … …
Just a few days before the competition, Elder Tian Song Zi suddenly announced that he would set up a [Mirage Illusory Formation] around the Great Pine Pavilion. At that time, the scenes of the battles inside the Great Pine Pavilion would appear like a mirage in front of everyone.
Everyone's eyes gathered on the last round of the sword test without rules.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up!
"Shidi really doesn't care about our past relationship?" Hao Min made a last effort.
Such a grand event, how could he miss it? To be able to see it with his own eyes, such a good opportunity, it was one in a thousand years.
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"That's not right … …"
At this time, Dong Fu suddenly became the center of all of Sky Moon Jie. Countless xiuzhe, no matter how high or low their cultivation, travelled day and night, forming thin streams that gathered towards Dong Fu.
Detecting Master's worry, Wei Sheng couldn't help but ask curiously, "Has Master encountered a situation?" Even though among the elders of the sect, in terms of cultivation, Xin Yan Shishu was the highest, but Master's power was also unfathomable. Wei Sheng's power was not what it had been in the past. The powerful presence that Master occasionally revealed always shocked him.
Something that even Master found troublesome, what could it be?
Little West Wind Yard.
He didn't know why Master was suddenly displeased. Yu Bai said fearfully, "Yes."
"Shidi will definitely understand the efforts of Master and the other shishu." Wei Sheng said. He was very helpless towards his shidi, but he knew that Zuo Mo's personality was like this and could not be forced.
Tian Song Zi waved his hand, "Go, prepare well. Zong Ming Yan has received Zuo Mei Tian's true teachings. His power isn't weak. "
Ling Ying Sect. The sect leader of Ling Ying Sect looked at Chang Heng who was standing in front of him, slightly displeased. Chang Heng's temper was rebellious. Seeing him casually standing in front of him without any respect, the sect leader's dislike deepened.
His mouth would occasionally unconsciously mutter to himself. In front of him was a jumble of materials, yet these materials seemed to have a magical power, firmly attracting his gaze.
Noticing the anticipation in Wei Sheng's eyes, Pei Yuan Ran mistakenly assumed that Wei Sheng was thinking of the Sword Test Conference, thinking of the things that had happened to him and his shidi when they were young. He couldn't help but have a nostalgic expression. He focused his mind and asked solemnly, "Who do you plan on finding as your opponent this time?"
Only ten out of one hundred xiuzhe would be the final victors. Without rules, without order, the Great Pine Pavilion would become a chaotic battlefield. Only ten people would survive at the end.
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Tian Song Zi suddenly furrowed his brows, saying in a displeased tone, "This isn't sparring, it's fighting, it's killing!"
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In terms of power, no matter what, Zuo Shidi could not enter the top ten. But in this world, power wasn't everything. He also knew that no matter how clever his shidi was, he would always have all kinds of moves. He understood Shidi better than Master and the others. Shidi might look lazy on the surface, but inside, he was abnormally stubborn, and even a sliver of insanity. Other people only saw Shidi's talent. Only he knew how Shidi's Little Art of Cloud and Rain had reached the fourth level.
"Your Xin Yan Shibo has prepared a full set of punishments, just waiting for that brat to come." Speaking of this, Pei Yuan Ran couldn't help but be slightly smug.
Hearing this, Wei Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up. He unconsciously sat up straight, heavily spitting out the three words.
Wu Kong Hall, Wei Sheng and the sect leader sat on the ground.
"Cough, Chang Heng, if you encounter Wu Kong Sword Sect's Zuo Mo this time, don't let him go." The sect leader said hatefully, "This boy has repeatedly humiliated our sect. We definitely can't let him go!"
Luo Li didn't turn his head, faintly replying, "Shijie is too serious. There is only the sword in my heart, no anger."
Thinking of talent, Pei Yuan Ran couldn't help but think of Zuo Mo. Of all the disciples in the sect, the only one with talent that could compare to Wei Sheng was probably Zuo Mo. But when he thought of this problematic youth, he couldn't help but frown.
The cultivation of any spell, it wasn't something that could be achieved with just talent.
Chang Heng slowly opened his eyes. Glancing at the sect leader, he threw down, "So long-winded! I'll fight whoever I see, there won't be so much trouble. "
"Ha ha!" Thinking about the problems that Zuo Mo had given him recently, and now that he had made a fool of him, Pei Yuan Ran felt very good inside, "This Shidi of yours, his talent is outstanding, but his personality is really lazy and scoundrelly. He fell into jingshi and can't get out. He doesn't have any interest in cultivating the sword."
Noticing his loss of composure, Pei Yuan Ran waved his hand, "Nothing." Then he pretended to be relaxed, "That boy Zuo Mo, I don't know what he's thinking about me. This time, I gave him a death order to get into the top ten. " He suddenly thought of something and teased, "Supposedly, there are many people in Dong Fu. Ying Feng has been so busy these days that her feet haven't even touched the ground. All the goods in the store have been sold out. If this boy knew that he wasted such a good chance to earn jingshi, he would probably be so angry he would spit blood. "
"Shidi, are you still angry at me?" Hao Min bit her lips and said pitifully.
After saying that, he ignored the petrified disciples and the enraged Sect Leader and left.
"It's still not right … …"
How could people not look forward to this match?
Shidi was like a soft and loose spring, but the more he pressed, the more power he could explode with. A serious Shidi could not be underestimated.
Luo Li sat on the peak, looking at the bright moon. At this moment, he was slightly dazed.
Hearing Master's casual teasing, Wei Sheng relaxed. Thinking about Shidi's greed, he couldn't help but laugh, "This disciple feels that the latter has a greater effect on Shidi."
Seeing Chang Heng act like this, the sect leader became even angrier and raised his voice, "Chang Heng! Did you hear? "
Chang Heng was unmoved, his eyes drooping. He had actually fallen asleep in the great hall.
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