Qingyun Nvxianlu

Chapter 82 See you in Tianjiao City
Ten layers of Qi practice
With the accumulation of spiritual power, Fu Yu's cultivation base is climbing at a rapid speed.

After less than an hour.

Qi practice eleven layers.

At the same time, her meridians have been continuously widened due to the improvement of her cultivation. However, when the pain from the rapid rise and pain subsided, more spiritual energy entered her body.

In the formation, Fu Yu quickly channeled the spiritual energy in the body, and at the same time did his best to output spiritual energy; outside Daojun Qinghua's face became heavier and heavier, but he had to continue to take out high-quality spiritual stones to make up after the spiritual stones were exhausted.

The people around who were originally attracted by the spiritual energy movement have already been blasted away by the head and the elders.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that the place would have been blocked long ago.
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Northern Territory.

Apocalypse Sect, one of the four super sects of the Floating Light Continent, ushered in a grand departure ceremony.

The Zongmen Grand Competition is held every ten years. It is an important event for both the disciples and the Zongmen. Therefore, every time the participating disciples and the leader of the team set off, Tian Qizong will hold a ceremony to see off as usual to show their importance.

The head of Tianqizong, Zhenjun Baisheng, looked down on the participating disciples with satisfaction in his eyes, and said encouragingly: "You are all the elites of my Tianqizong. As the head, I thank you for stepping forward and representing the sect. I hope that all the disciples can play well and show the style of my great disciples, and I also hope that Chuwei can cherish the opportunity and return from this trip with great success.”

When the disciples in the audience heard this, they were all inspired.

"Inherit the heaven and enlighten the Tao, raise my apocalypse's might"

"Raise the power of my apocalypse!"

As the slogans of the dozens of participating disciples were shouted, the rest of the disciples also joined in, and the resounding voice immediately resounded through the entire mountain sect.

"Good good!"

True Monarch Baisheng applauded, and all the elders showed smiles.

Zhang Yu, who was standing behind True Monarch Baiyi, twitched invisibly at the corners of his mouth. It has to be said that the traditions in some places in the sect really make people feel a little bit, um, it's hard to describe.

When he learned that the departure ceremony still needed to be rehearsed in advance, he almost dropped his jaw. It was the first time in his life that he had seen it.

In the end, True Monarch Baisheng took the cup from the disciple holding the pot and handed it to True Monarch Baiyi Yun Wuxia: "This trip has been hard work."

Yun Wuxia has long been aware of this set of etiquette, took the cup with both hands, and drank it: "I will live up to my trust."

True Monarch Baisheng nodded in satisfaction, and then walked to the side of Jurchen Monarch Bai Yu.

True Monarch Bai Yu has a serious face: "I will live up to my trust."

At this point, the whole process is almost over.

True Monarch Baisheng breathed a sigh of relief. No one made any jokes in the middle of this year. It seemed that it was really necessary to rehearse in advance. Such a solemn and important ceremony, as in previous years, was really inappropriate.

Baiyi Zhenjun Yun Wuxia nodded at Bai Sheng, and then silently recited the formula, and a delicate boat with a clear blue color appeared in his palm.

I saw that he threw it gently, and the exquisite boat grew long in the wind, and it didn't stop until it turned into a huge ship with a length of more than ten feet.

"Wow"

The outer disciples of the departure ceremony also have to participate in the spectator, and the exclamations of those disciples who have never seen it come out intermittently.

True Monarch Baisheng's expression sank, but he didn't want to delay at this juncture.

The participating disciples have some understanding of the temperament of the leader, and they are most in pursuit of perfection. There is no need to order them, and they will follow Zhenjun Bai Yu to board the spaceship in an orderly manner.

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes, adding a touch of agility to his indifferent face.

"cough"

Yun Wuxia coughed lightly, motioning her to get on the spaceship quickly.

My apprentice is from ordinary people, and he looks simple and honest on the outside, but he is quite strange on the inside.

Zhang Yu lowered his head and closed his eyes, just when one of his feet had already stepped on the spaceship, a trembling voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm not convinced"

The air was stagnant.

True Monarch Baisheng stared, and his eyes immediately locked onto the source of the sound.

There was a rustling sound of fabric rubbing, and then a burly-looking middle-aged man was squeezed out from the crowd.

Before waiting for the questions from the true monarchs, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground, his voice hurried but not small: "Master, all true monarchs, the disciples are not satisfied."

True Monarch Baisheng's expression froze: "You are He Feng's disciple, do you know what's the crime of delaying sect events?"

There was a momentary retreat on the male disciple's face, but when he thought of the benefits promised by the man, his eyes immediately firmed up:

"The disciple is a disciple of the outer sect, and he knows that his aptitude is not obvious, and he is far less than his peers."

When he said this, he changed his words, and his tone brought out a bit of jealousy, but he didn't know it: "But the disciple has been in the sect for more than [-] years, regardless of aptitude, just in terms of cultivation, and asking himself is not comparable to a younger disciple who has just entered the sect."

True Monarch Baisheng was at a loss, but in front of so many disciples, he reluctantly asked again with patience: "You just need to tell me what you don't agree with."

The disciples on the sidelines became more and more quiet, and even the sound of breathing restrained a little.

But the male disciple kneeling on the ground seemed to be slow to respond. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, with grief and indignation: "This disciple believes that he is no weaker than him, and refuses to accept that he will represent the sect to participate in the competition."

The surroundings were quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.

Then there were bursts of whispers in the crowd.

Zhang Yu was taken aback, looked to the right, then looked at the man's finger, made sure that the direction he was pointing was facing him, and sneered in his heart.

Dissatisfied?Saying [-] to [-] people is that he thinks he is easy to bully.

He slowly retracted the foot that stepped on the spaceship, but he did not move forward impulsive, but silently walked behind the master who was on the side.

Zhenjun Baisheng did not expect that any disciple would question the candidates for the competition at this time, and he was still an outside disciple.

According to the rules, this outer sect disciple violated the sect rules and should be punished, but in front of so many disciples, if this matter is not resolved, I am afraid that other disciples will have doubts, and even affect the mood of the participating disciples .

"Junior Brother Zhang can take my three moves, can you?"

A black-clothed male disciple with a big sword stood up from among the participating disciples and saluted the Sect Master.

Then he looked at the kneeling man with a cold face: "If you can take my three moves, you are qualified to persuade me."

The man's face was pale, and he shook his head again and again at the man in black, how he was the opponent of the black sword, who didn't know that if he disagreed, he would kill someone. It is said that the sword was stained with the blood of several colleagues.

The head of Bai Sheng snorted softly, and his own law enforcement disciple stepped forward and dragged away the weak disciple on the ground.

Only then will this farce end.

Like the opening of the sect in the same day, the sects of the four regions in the south, east, and northwest either started to set off, or had already reached the road, and they all rushed to the direction of the Fuguang Mountains.

In the spaceship, Zhang Yu looked to the south through the clouds, and said in his heart: See you in Tianjiao City.

(End of this chapter)