Tian Yuan Xian Ji

"Brothers, I'll excuse you for a while. Let's enjoy the banquet. Three senior brothers, please follow me." Xu Ziwen led the three of them out of the courtyard and into an empty room, where there were already several Nascent Soul Late Stages. The monks are waiting, there are other sects, such as Canglang Sect, Xingyue Sect, Mirror Moon Sect, as well as descendants of aristocratic families and monks from the Chamber of Commerce.

"Uncle Cui, these three are the top three in the headquarter's force test board competition. The first place is brother Tang Ning from the fifth team of the headquarters, the second is brother Zuo Zhen from the team directly under the headquarters, and the third is Qiu Ziyuan from the seventh team of the headquarters. Brother." In the room, a thin middle-aged man sitting upright in the center is Cui Cangyuan, directly under the regiment manager, Xu Ziwen bowed to him and said.

"Greetings to Uncle Cui." The three of them followed suit.

"The top three teams in each courtyard have been decided. You are outstanding talents with both ability and political integrity. On behalf of the headquarters, I would like to thank you all for coming to Senior Brother Bai's wedding banquet. Please follow me to the top of the mountain to congratulate the protagonist of this banquet! "Cui Cangyuan got up and said.

Everyone answered yes, and followed him out of the room, and the light rose to the top of the mountain.

Above it stood a shining tower in the east, and below it was set up as a competition venue, shrouded in a crimson square light curtain.

Under the leadership of Cui Cangyuan, several people entered the pagoda. The dragons and phoenixes carved in the pagoda were resplendent and resplendent. The desks on both sides were full of men and women. On the high platform, there were more than a dozen monks who practiced virtual reality sitting upright.

Sitting on the main seat was a burly middle-aged man with a square face, his temples were slightly white, it was

The head of the column, Bai Yuanting, sat on the left and right sides of a pair of golden boys and girls, who were the hosts of the banquet, Bai Jintang and Jiang Wanrong.

The atmosphere in the hall was quite festive and lively, everyone chatted softly in twos and threes, drank and talked freely, and were contented. From time to time, monks toasted to Bai Yuanting and others sitting on the high platform to congratulate.

A group of people were led through the main hall. Tangning looked around and saw Hao Jianren, Sima Nianzu and other high-ranking monks sitting in front of the proposal table. When he glanced away, his gaze followed. Eyes met, Hao Jianren only glanced at it, then turned his head to talk to the person beside him.

When everyone walked up to the high platform, Cui Cangyuan bowed to Bai Yuanting and saluted: "Greetings to Master Uncle, according to your instructions, this disciple brought the top three from each faction who came to participate in the competition among the guests at the banquet."

As soon as his words fell, Zuo Zhen stepped out of the crowd, and said: "Zuo Zhen, a disciple directly under the alliance, paid a visit to Master Bai's uncle, congratulate Master Bai on his happy marriage, and wish Master Uncle Bai and Master Jiang to give birth to a son soon."

"Tang Ning, a disciple of the Fifth Regiment under the headquarters, pays homage to Master Bai's uncle. I hope that Master Bai and Master Jiang's wishes will come true." Tang Ning continued. Express more.

Others also greeted and congratulated one after another. The twelve monks present were all at the late stage of Nascent Soul.

After everyone paid their respects, Bai Jintang got up and said, "Thank you all for coming to my wife's wedding banquet. You are all the best disciples in each department. I wish you all smooth sailing in your future cultivation path."

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"Give them a glass of wine." Bai Yuanting said, behind him

The maid held a jade plate and offered everyone a cup.

"I hope you can achieve good results in the next competition and take away the rewards that you like."

"Thank you senior."

"Thank you, Master Uncle." Everyone responded and drank the wine in their cups in one gulp.

"Go!" Bai Yuanting waved his hand.

"Fellow daoists, please follow me." Xu Ziwen led the crowd out of the main hall to a room beside him, pointing to a black box on the desk and said: "Fellow daoists, please draw the number."

Everyone went forward and reached into the box to extract the number plate. Tangning took out a folded note and unfolded it. On it was written the number three.

Cui Cangyuan said: "Now that everyone has drawn the corresponding numbers, I will announce the rules. Later, the competition will be carried out in a one-on-one manner. There are twelve number cards in total. Number one and number two are opponents, numbers three and number four are opponents. , No. [-] and No. [-] are opponents, and so on."

"Six winners will be selected in the first round, and three winners will be selected in the second round. They will be the top three in the competition. After entering the third round, a lucky spot will be drawn, and one round will be exempted. The winners of the first round will be contested, and the fourth round will be the championship. Do you understand? Those who have objections can raise it now."

Everyone nodded, and no one expressed objection.

"This competition is for the purpose of making friends with martial arts. It is to show the subtlety of your magical powers and techniques. In order to protect the principle of fairness and justice, the use of magic weapons, spirit beasts, talismans, and other external forces is prohibited."

"If someone uses external force to help, it will be judged directly as a loser. The competition is as good as it gets, and the opponent must not be intentionally killed. Once the opponent indicates that he has surrendered, he must stop immediately.

On-site supervision of the competition process. "

"If there is an emergency, we will intervene to stop the competition and announce the winner. There must be no objection to the result. The distinguished guests in the hall can also watch the screen of your competition on the stone wall."

"Now, please follow me with the fellows who have drawn No. [-] and No. [-]. Please wait here for other fellow daoists." After Xu Ziwen said, he led the two of them out of the room.

Everyone sat down in front of the desk, which was already filled with spiritual wine and spiritual food suitable for everyone's cultivation for a feast.

"Since it is a comparison of skills and making friends with martial arts, I don't think you need to hide it. The token I drew is No. [-]. I don't know which fellow Taoist drew No. [-]." At this time, a man said, but It was Zuo Zhen, a disciple directly under Taixuanzong's column.

"Fellow Daoist Zuo said that it's okay for us to get to know each other. It's all about fairness. I got number four. Which fellow daoist is number three?" It is Wang Qi, a disciple of Xingyue Sect.

"The number card drawn next is number three," Tangning replied.

"At that time, I ask Fellow Daoist Tang to be merciful."

"Fairness is better than art, so far. If Tang is defeated, please ask Fellow Daoist Wang to be merciful."

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In less than half an hour, the first match was over, Xu Ziwen and the winner Guo Changming returned to the house.

"Please come with me, the two fellow daoists who have drawn number three and number four."

Tang Ning stood up in response, and urged Cang Yuan to leave the room and come to the competition venue.

The inside is extremely wide, with a radius of tens of miles. The two people are facing each other hundreds of feet apart, surrounded by red light curtains. Xu Ziwen repeated the rules. Tangning couldn't help but think about the little competition in Qianyizong back then. situation, as if

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Back to the beginning.

"Do you understand?"

Both of them nodded in silence.

"The test begins."

As soon as Cui Cangyuan finished speaking, Tangning moved towards Wang Qi with a flash.

It has to be said that this competition rule is really beneficial to him. No external force is allowed. Based on his own ability alone, his physical strength and supernatural powers are top-notch among monks in the same realm of Nascent Soul.

Seeing him rushing forward, Wang Qi made seals with his hands, but saw his body soar, and dots of dark golden light emerged in the midair, rushing towards him, covering his whole body.

In the blink of an eye, countless dark golden rays of light enveloped his whole body, forming a pair of dark golden majestic armor around him. At this moment, Wang Qi's figure has soared to a height of more than ten feet, and his whole body is covered by the armor of dark golden rays of light. Covered, holding a dark golden Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand, like a living demon god.

Instead of retreating, he went forward and faced Tangning. The huge Qinglong Yanyue Saber in his hand slashed down in the air. The surrounding space was in chaos, and the trajectory of the giant knife turned into black. Before the knife fell, the space around Tangning was already a mess.

With a loud "bang", Tangning's ordinary fist faced the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, which was glowing with dark golden light. The two collided like mountains colliding. A huge gap opened on the ground, and the surrounding spaces intertwined. Ripples spread like ripples.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife shook violently from side to side, and the dark golden light on the hilt gradually dissipated, but quickly condensed together, turning into the hilt again.

Tangning also felt numbness in his arms, and he was slightly startled. Since he was baptized in the holy blood, he fought against the rebels in the coalition army and beheaded six people in a row, many of them in the late Nascent Soul
A monk, but he has yet to meet an opponent who can compete with his powerful physical body.

Unexpectedly, under the attack of this Qinglong Yanyue knife, even his arms were a little numb. He really deserved to be the leader of Xingyuezong, and there was something.

I didn't have time to think about it at the moment, my fists were like the wind, and I struck out frequently, hitting the Qinglong Yanyue Saber.

The sound of metal and stone clashing was heard continuously, and in the blink of an eye, Tangning's bare palms and fists had fought with the sword for more than ten times.

Every blow felt like mountains colliding, and the aura was extremely frightening. Under the feet of the two, the cracks in the ground became bigger and bigger. It was tens of feet long and three or four feet deep. Fighting, resulting in cracks formed by violent shaking of the ground.

Every time Tangning punched, her arms felt numb from the shock. After dozens of blows collided, the tiger's mouth even cracked slightly, but it healed again in a blink of an eye.

Under his frequent attacks, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife shook more and more violently. With each impact, a large amount of dark golden light disintegrated on it. From the handle to the tip of the knife, after the dark golden light disintegrated, the Quickly condensed together and re-condensed into the blade.