Before the Mingjian Conference started, Liu Yuan had an accurate and detailed understanding of the power and scope of Zhizhi's skills.
Also had a deeper understanding of those hidden guards.
These girls are also very curious about the man who made the city lord fall, and they have lived as secret guards since they were young, and they don't have much moral values, so they get along very happily with Liu Yuan.
But Ye Cike, who was kept in the dark, felt something was wrong every time he looked at Liu Yuan.
But these hidden guards are experts in concealment and camouflage, how can Ye Cike, an inexperienced person, see it.
Liu Yuan can say that the arrogance and indulgence in the city lord's mansion are more comfortable these few days than he was in Shuiyuewu for a month, but it is only the satisfaction of material desires, not the inner fulfillment at that time.
If it has been like this, it will be a paradise on earth. Whenever he had such thoughts, the blade in his heart seemed to be aching, reminding him of the consequences of self-defeating, and he woke up in an instant, thinking of Shen Sifan who was still in Wanjian City.
Gentle Township, Hero Tomb.
Liu Yuan secretly woke up.
Finally, after his short and comfortable life, the sword-crying session began under the eyes of everyone.
The seven days of the Tide Watching and Sword Listening Conference before this, from early summer to midsummer, the weather was quite hot, which also melted a lot of snow in the Yuxue Mountains. , the biggest flood is about to begin.
Chapter 150 A Proposition
After a brief rest and silence, the immortal cultivators gathered in Wanjian City ushered in another wave of noise.
The young immortal cultivators from all over Central Continent are all ready, just like the young people in the small five-person room in the inn, there are many young immortal cultivators who want to make a name for themselves early in Shangyang Realm yes.
They are all the best in their sect, and they also bear more expectations and responsibilities of the sect.
Being able to be sent to participate in the Mingjian Conference shows that they are the most outstanding disciples in this sect.
If they didn't get a better ranking in Mingjian, it would be a huge blow to the sect's reputation.
On the contrary, if a dark horse suddenly appeared in a sect with little fame and status, and won a good ranking in the Mingjian Conference, then more other sects would pay attention to this sect and open up a new social network .
This is the social norm of Xianxia society, everything depends on your strength or future strength.
So many immortal cultivators have been preparing for this for several years, even more than ten years.
Just to be able to show off its demeanor at the much-anticipated Sword Crying Conference.
After watching the seven days of liveliness at the Tide Watching and Listening to the Sword Conference, a lot of anxiety and hidden competition are actually hidden under the harmonious appearance. Everyone's mood has been affected by the Mingjian.
During the few days of rest, the finishing work of watching the tide and listening to the sword was also carried out, and now the final handover is going on.
Watching the tide and listening to the awards of the sword competition on the Mingjiantai, under the gaze of everyone, Geng Qi couldn't hide his excitement. Standing in front of the mountains and cliffs of Jiange, he straightened his body and showed a bright smile.
After all, he is just a teenager. Although he has broken through himself in the past and has greatly improved his mood, he is still a teenager when he won the first place, eager to be recognized.
Geng Qi and other swordsmiths came to the stage together. After receiving the Jiange reward, Zuo Youhuai appointed Geng Qi as the elder of the Jiange, as well as the honor of a ten-star swordsmith. After all, in the final battle, he forged I bought a weapon that can be rated as an eight-star weapon in Jiange.
The rating concept of eight stars, in simple terms, the standard for a nine-star swordsmith is to be able to freely forge eight-star weapons, and have a nine-star rated work.
In the rating of the game, it is equivalent to a purple rare weapon.
The equipment in the game is graded by color, white is one to two star common, green is three to four star enhancement, blue is five to six star excellent, purple is seven to eight star rare, and orange is nine star legend.
Although the real level is actually not enough, Geng Qi has already fulfilled half of the requirements of a nine-star swordsmith, and he is only a mortal, so he was given this reward.
Everyone knows that this ten-star is actually an honorary title, not an actual rank.
But even so, it was enough to shock everyone.
Geng Qi also gave special thanks to Jiang Feng and Cui Ting, as well as two unknown fans of his ancestors, who gave him great encouragement.
The two demon sect undercover agents watching below were expressionless, cursing secretly in their hearts, who knew that this guy actually had an extraordinary simplicity, no matter how he was induced, he would always focus on self-reflection.
It is believed that there are indeed some people in the sect who have evil intentions, but there are also more people who are for his own good.
But he himself was dragged down by his own mentality during the game, and he couldn't do what he could have done.
In short, everything is his own fault, while others are only part of the external cause, and the real fault is himself.
Even if he is a member of the Demon Cult, there is no way to change him within a short period of time by relying on speaking skills.
They can pretend to be like this and approach Geng Qi directly, which is already a very strong undercover level. If they want to go further, it is impossible to use magic.
Fortunately, their main job was to guide the flood in the Jade Snow Mountains, and this failure only made them feel a little frustrated and annoyed.
And Liu Yuan smiled and nodded to Geng Qi and Cui Ting among the crowd.
Zuo Youhuai continued to announce that this time the Sword Crying Conference was about to start, encouraged everyone as usual and talked about the rewards to be given this time.
The three long swords in Jiange's collection: Floating Light, Indulgence, and Tianyi.
Among the three, Fuguang is eight stars, while the remaining two are seven stars.
Jiange is basically such a reward every year, and it has not been changed this year. It can be said that it is very generous.
But after all, there are so many swordsmiths in the Jiange. This conference is held every ten years. During this period, seven-star and eight-star weapons are cast to fill the gap. In fact, it is nothing to Jiange.
But this time Shen Sifan did not appear in the "opening ceremony", there was only one Cui Ting on stage, as if to avoid Liu Yuan.
Liu Yuan withdrew his gaze, and the next step was to issue each person's serial number plate for the first round of lottery-style random matching.
Because the level registration at the time of registration has been done before, so it will start from the same level first, and the winners will then compete with each other, progressively, and the losers will also be ranked among them, and the losers will be at the top Players will have the chance to challenge the last winner.
In the end, there will be a "Sword Crying List", and if you enter the top ten, you will enter the eyes of all major forces with the spread of Qingfufang.
The wooden signs are grouped by automatic induction.
There are not many people at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. Liu Yuan reckons that he will meet Yan Guanlin if he hits three or four people, unless this guy directly enters the loser group. Very few.
Speaking of Lingyu, Liu Yuan, who hadn't seen her for a long time because Liu Yuan was in the city lord's mansion these days, also appeared at the scene.
This fluffy fifth junior sister saw Liu Yuan's... cat at a glance.
She murmured in her heart for several days why this Jiang Feng stayed in the city lord's mansion, which made her think about the little white cat day and night, and felt embarrassed to go to the proprietress again.
At this moment, Lingyu saw that Liu Yuan was about to go up to say hello, and suddenly her eyes widened, and a figure of a woman in a green skirt was reflected in the constricted pupils.
Not far behind Liu Yuan.
"..."
Lingyu blinked, then looked at the unconscious Liu Yuan.
I always feel that the judge, Ms. Qinglian Jianzi, is here to find him...