The thirteenth day of Luoyun Zong's internal competition, and the final round of selection competition has come to an end.
But at this time, in a certain pavilion on the mountainside of the main peak, there were seven or eight alchemy cultivators gathered together, discussing something. Two of them are the two peak masters of Tianquan Peak, a middle-aged man surnamed Xin and an old man in grey-clothed with a somewhat ferocious face. The rest of them also look very imposing.
"As the leader of the team this time, none of you juniors is willing to take the initiative to go?" An old man in blue robe with fluttering white beard and wrinkled face said with a slight frown.
"Hmph! Senior Brother Feng, the Sword Trial Conference is said to be a joint competition between the three factions, but every time our two families are defeated and return, and let the Gu Jianmen show their face. And the people who led the Gu Jianmen this time must have It's Jiang Yun's sharp-tongued guy, and I don't want to suffer for nothing." A middle-aged man with a lazy look and two mustaches on his lips replied casually.
"Exactly! I also heard that a few years ago, Gu Jianmen accepted another disciple with the body of the Nine Spirits Sword. This time, he will definitely be released to participate in the conference. In this way, what is the sword test conference like?" Yes. Although we have some disciples with special physiques, compared with others, they are not a little bit worse. And I heard that Baiqiaoyuan also accepted a direct disciple of the Shangguan family this time. I heard that He has already defeated the elders in the family with the magic weapon he refined while he was still in the Qi refining stage. I am afraid, it will be very difficult to deal with!" Another old man with a sallow complexion also shook his head.
Hearing this, the old man with white beard showed dissatisfaction on his face.
"Two junior brothers, that's right. The sword test meeting has indeed become a demonstration of the ancient sword sect against me and the other two factions, but who makes them powerful and stronger than us. If our sect doesn't send disciples to participate in the meeting , I’m afraid you won’t even be able to get a quarter of the alcohol. Besides, this will easily make the ancient sword sect hostile to our Luoyun sect, which is not conducive to the long-term development of our sect in Yunmeng Mountain. After all, we are eyeing us. The other sects of the Shan San Sect do not belong to one or two families, and our three sects cannot be exploited by others." The white-bearded old man said solemnly.
"Since Senior Brother Feng has said so, let me be the leader of the team. Anyway, I haven't seen Baiqiao Elder Changzheng for a long time, so it's good to have a chat by the way." Sitting opposite the white-bearded old man , the square-faced, well-looking old man in red shirt suddenly opened his mouth to accept the matter.
"Junior Brother Duan, as the master of Huoyun Peak, you have many disciples. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to leave like this." The old man surnamed Feng with a white beard hesitated when he saw this person speak.
"It doesn't matter, Huoyunfeng still has Junior Brother Li staying, nothing will happen. Besides, it's not leaving Yunmeng Mountain, it's just flying from the east to the west, it's only a day's journey." Hong The old man in shirt said noncommittally.
Hearing what the other party said, the white-bearded old man stopped insisting and nodded in agreement. Then, when his eyes swept across the faces of the rest of the people, he finally landed on the grey-clothed old man with a somewhat ferocious face, and asked slowly: "Junior Brother Yu, I know you don't care much in Tianquan Peak, this time it will be up to you." How about you assisting Junior Brother Duan? Junior Brother Xin, do you have any objections?" The last sentence the white-bearded old man said turned to the middle-aged man surnamed Xin.
"Of course there is no problem, as long as Junior Brother Yu is willing." The middle-aged man surnamed Xin replied with a faint smile.
The cold face of the gray-clothed old man moved when he heard the words, and after a long while, he said very briefly: "Okay, I'll go!"
Hearing this, the old man with white beard beamed with joy, nodded and said: "This time, the people leading the team will be mainly Junior Brother Duan, with Junior Brother Yu and Junior Sister Song from Baifengfeng as assistants. Let's wait for the last one today. After the rounds are over, you gather these thirty disciples together and give them some pointers. Maybe we still have a chance in this conference. After all, among our group of disciples, there are several candidates who are not weak. Can compete with Gujianmen and Baiqiaoyuan."
"Junior Sister Song is also going to participate in the conference? Why didn't I know? If so, I will go to the sword test conference this time for Junior Brother Yu." A monk who has been hiding in the corner of the room with a smooth face , said loudly with some astonishment. The rest of the monks in the attic heard this. There was also a commotion, and two or three of them immediately showed remorse on their faces.
"Hmph! Junior Brother Meng, what do you mean by that? I've been talking to you for a long time just now, but I didn't see you stand up and say a word. Now when I heard that Junior Sister Song was going, I immediately jumped out. To tell you the truth, The condition that Junior Sister Song is willing to lead the team this time is that I am not allowed to disclose the news of her going to everyone first, otherwise, with Junior Sister's temper, how could she leave Baifeng Peak so easily." The old man with white beard said with a serious face .
The old man's cultivation base has reached the late stage of alchemy, while the smooth monk is only in the early stage of alchemy, so after the old man's expression changed, he immediately bowed his head and remained silent, not daring to argue any more.
The other people who were a little tempted looked at each other and then looked at each other, and it was also difficult to say anything.
At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from outside the house, and then a man's voice came from outside: "Master Qi, several uncles, the last round of competitions has all ended, and there are three disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Twenty-one Qi-refining monks have been selected. The disciples have brought the list."
"Oh! Now that it's out, let's send it in. By the way, let a few uncles take a look." Hearing this, the white-bearded old man said with a relaxed expression.
"Of order!" The man outside replied respectfully, then pushed open the door and walked in. He is a man in his thirties in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, with a handsome appearance and a tall stature.
"This is the list and information of the twenty-four winners." The man took out a white jade slip from his pocket, and held it to the old man with both hands.
"Let me take a look first!" The old man nodded slightly, took the jade slip and scanned it with his spiritual sense.
"Huh?" The old man only glanced twice, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
"What's going on? Is there anything wrong with this list?" The red-shirted monk asked curiously after his expression changed.
Several other people also looked at the old man in surprise.
"Nothing? Brothers, let's take a look too!" After saying this, the white-bearded old man's face turned normal, and he threw the jade slip to the sallow-faced old man next to him.
After seeing the jade slip, this one also showed surprise, but he didn't say anything, and handed the jade slip to someone else. It didn't take long for the jade slip to be read by everyone, and everyone's face was a little uncertain.
After seeing the jade slips, the middle-aged man surnamed Xin from Tianquanfeng's eyes flickered with surprise.
"I didn't expect that this time, six people from one peak of Tianquan Peak were selected, which really makes the rest of us feel ashamed. It seems that Senior Brother Xin is good at training disciples!" The middle-aged man with two beards on his mouth , sighed, and said slowly.
"It seems that Senior Brother Xin is bound to win this sword test meeting, that's why he spent so much effort to train these disciples!" The smooth-looking monk also said a little sourly. Only three people were selected, which can be regarded as a big loss of face.
"No, there is absolutely no such thing. This time we have so many people selected in Tianquan Peak, and I am a little surprised. But the others are fine, why are there two tenth-level Qi Refining Stages among them. These two disciples are Han Li and Du Dong. If I remember correctly, they seem to have just entered the stage, and they can also enter the end? This is a bit weird. Nephew Gao, how did they win?" After the middle-aged man surnamed Xin pondered for a while, he asked without changing his expression.
The male cultivator who had just entered the room, upon hearing the uncle's question, immediately replied: "These two people have no way to win. That nephew named Du Dong has a very powerful ice cream in his hand. It is a top-level magic weapon. This unknown magic weapon is both offensive and defensive, and it also complements its skills. All opponents who fight against it will be frozen to the ground by its magic weapon after a few rounds. No one can take a hit at all.”
"Oh! What kind of magic weapon, please describe it, and let us listen to it." The middle-aged man with two mustaches on his mouth interrupted and asked with interest.
"It's a magic weapon like a wheel, with a diameter of about a foot, and a crescent moon pattern carved on it. When it is thrown out, it will sparkle with white light, from which it can instantly stimulate an ice-attributed shield, and it can also spray water like a big bird." Cold air attack."
"This seems to be the family treasure 'Cold Moon Wheel' of the Du family that was wiped out two hundred years ago. Is this Du Dong a descendant of the Du family?" The middle-aged man with a mustache rolled his eyes. Said a little unexpectedly.
"Hmm! It's very possible. After all, the Du family was a big family back then, and it's not impossible for some direct disciples to escape the catastrophe and hide their identities from now on. I probably think that after so many years, the original enemies will no longer notice. They are gone, so that's why they want to come back." The white-bearded old man twisted his beard and said leisurely.