After a moment of pause, Jian Wuxin continued to say quietly, "In terms of strength, I am not as good as my senior brother, and in terms of talent and intelligence, I am not as good as my senior brother. It's just that the master thought that I was more stable back then, with a long-term vision and an overall view, so he passed the title of headmaster to me. Even if I can't carry forward the sect, I can at least maintain it."
When Jian Wuxin's words fell, the other two people felt a little relieved. If Jian Wuxin didn't tell them about this past incident, they might still not know about it. Besides, neither of them was interested in the position of headmaster.
Jian Wuxie is too casual and lazy, and he clearly knows that his temper is too impulsive.
As for Jian Wuxuan, after all, he was still young at the time and could not shoulder the heavy responsibility. He was also too emotional and easily acted on his own impulses. When this happened to the leader of a sect, it would be a disaster for the sect.
"What I want to say is that I haven't done anything, so I naturally have my own plans and considerations. Take what you just said, and say that my new disciples of Xuantian Peak have not been able to look past it. That is just superficial. It’s just that. Since the beginning of the sect, when has the other two peaks suppressed us? Junior brother, you are still a bit young. Some things have to be seen through smoke and mirrors, and things on the surface may not be true. , Besides, my Xuantian Peak lineage may not have a few dazzling disciples this time." Jian Wuxin said his thoughts in a seductive way.
At the end of the sentence, Jian Wuxin turned around and looked at the endless green peaks outside. He narrowed his vicissitudes of eyes and said in a somewhat ethereal voice, "Look, the storm is surging outside now, and all the holy places can't bear it." I live in loneliness, my Xuantian Sword Sect has been silent for a hundred years, and this time it is time for my Xuantian Sword Sect disciples to stir up the storm."
Even Jian Wuxie, who had always seemed aloof from worldly affairs, turned serious, because the exchange meeting at the Seven Holy Lands was about to begin, and soon there was the martial arts competition between all the sects.
Facing the outstanding top disciples from various holy places, how can their Xuantian Sword Sect rise to the top
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The training time passed extremely quickly, and almost half a month passed in the blink of an eye. When the next day was the training day, Zhao Jiuge, who had been in a state of cultivation, finally opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his dark eyes. From this look, Zhao Jiuge's cultivation had obviously improved a lot.
But Luo Xie on the opposite side had disappeared, and he ran away to someone unknown. Zhao Jiuge got out of bed and stretched his muscles, with a smile on his face.
After half a month of practice, he felt that he was about to break through to the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. During this period, Zhao Jiuge also pondered the Xuantian Sword Jue. Now that his strength has returned to its peak state, sit down now. Waiting for the training camp to come tomorrow.
Zhao Jiuge, who had nothing to do, was going to go to Bai Qingqing to discuss tomorrow's strategy. After all, there were twenty or thirty more people behind him.
Zhao Jiuge, who thought of Bie Hongling, went to Lotus Peak again and found that Bie Hongling had not come back yet. This made Zhao Jiuge a little disappointed. After sighing, he drove the Qingmei Sword to Bai Qingqing's residence.
When they arrived at Bai Qingqing's courtyard, they happened to see Bai Qingqing leisurely watching the flowers blooming and falling in front of the courtyard. His peaceful appearance was not the same as usual, he was completely different.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and Bai Qingqing's pink and white eyes suddenly condensed, and her eyebrows were raised slightly, thinking that someone with no eyes was coming to disturb her. Bai Qingqing, who was calm and ready to have an attack, was stunned when she saw that the person who came was actually Zhao Jiuge, which made her a little surprised. After all, Zhao Jiuge has rarely come to her place for more than two years.
"Is something wrong?" A cold voice came from Bai Qingqing's red lips.
"I can't come to you if I have nothing to do." Zhao Jiuge responded angrily. At the same time, he secretly observed Bai Qingqing's movements, fearing that Bai Qingqing would come to him to settle the debt for hugging her waist half a month ago.
Bai Qingqing had a look of disdain on her face, snorted softly in her nose, and pouted her lips playfully, "Oh, that's really rare."
Zhao Jiuge laughed awkwardly, not wanting to get too entangled with Bai Qingqing on this issue, "What are we going to do in the training camp tomorrow? Can we do it together?"
"Whatever, anyway, I don't want to be with your group of friends, either me alone or the two of us together." Bai Qingqing said calmly with a cold face.
"Then you can do it alone?" Zhao Jiuge stared in shock. Although he was used to Bai Qingqing's cold temperament and liked to be alone, there were no rules for this training. There were 500 people in the three peaks combined.
"What's wrong? Come and grab one, or a group, and grab a group." His voice was calm and his expression was arrogant. This is Bai Qingqing.
"Then I'd better accompany you, lest you get eliminated before the game even starts." Zhao Jiuge curled his lips and said nonchalantly, while thinking about how to ensure that those teenagers could have meat to eat with him. Not for anything else, just for Xuantian Peak's lineage to win. Everyone will have two hundred contributions, plus the top three treasures flying swords.
Bai Qingqing sneered, her disdainful expression not giving him any face because Zhao Jiuge was here.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge staring at his waist with a sly look on his face, Bai Qingqing's heart suddenly became angry, his eyes widened in anger, and his eyebrows furrowed.
Zhao Jiuge, who knew something was wrong, laughed wildly and ran out of the yard before Bai Qingqing could get angry.
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On the second day, when the dazzling sun rose and shone on the rolling Xuantian Mountains surrounded by mountains, the entire Xuantian Sword Sect became lively.
You can see auras all over the sky appearing suddenly in the air, riding colorful flying swords, or riding spiritual beasts with different appearances. Even the integrated air seems to be condensed into a tense and exciting atmosphere.
Hundreds of new disciples of Xuantian Peak in this session are already standing here ready to go.
Regardless of whether they were men or women, they all wore blue sword robes, their youthful vigor was reflected in them, and their faces were full of excitement at the moment. They represented Xuantian Peak today.
The senior brothers and sisters around them with unfathomable strength all looked at them with hope, whispering and pointing at them.
I believe that at this moment, the squares of Xuanluo Peak and Xuanqi Peak are also in the same situation!
Zhao Jiuge looked around for a week and saw Wu Tianshan, but he did not see his senior sister Fu Hongling. He couldn't help but feel disappointed in his eyes, but this disappointment was quickly diluted by the enthusiastic atmosphere around him.
When the three coaches appeared in front of the square, the atmosphere was completely ignited. The three coaches seemed to be very satisfied with the spirit of Xuantian Peak's new disciples, and they all looked at these disciples with smiles.
"Okay, everyone, be quiet for a moment." The words were wrapped in spiritual power and resounded throughout the square. At the same time, Coach Li stepped forward and waved. The entire audience, including the old disciples, also fell silent.
"Today is the day when you represent our Xuantian Peak to participate in the training camp. I won't say more. I just hope that you can show your true strength and what you have learned so that you can show the style of our Xuantian Peak. We coach As well as your senior brothers and sisters, we will be here waiting for you to return victoriously, and we are also looking forward to your performance during the training camp."
Coach Li's words incited the young people's passionate hearts. Xuantian Peak has a Xuanguang Mirror, which is like a light curtain. When the time comes, you can clearly see the scene during the training. As for those with advanced cultivation, they can naturally feel it with their hearts. everything.
The training venue is at Wuhua Peak. Wuhua Peak is not only large in area, but also steep on all sides, shaped like an awl. When the time comes, the disciples of the three peaks will be in different directions at the foot of the mountain. Then they will no longer be restricted and will head towards the top of the mountain from all directions. This process is the time to grab the colorful flags, even if If there are fish that slip through the net, when they all finally gather at the top of the mountain, it will naturally be the final duel.
Coach Li's words gave these new disciples a sense of belonging and collective glory. At this moment, they also put aside their usual conflicts and barriers, just because everyone has the same purpose in their hearts, that is Let Xuantian Peak win!
"Let's go." In the end, Coach Zhou roared loudly throughout the world, finally bringing the training session to a close.
Hundreds of old disciples of the church were driving the flying swords with their junior brothers and sisters. The new disciples of this class were flying through the air. They stood on the flying swords one by one with high spirits, looking forward to their upcoming trip to Wuhua with great enthusiasm. The journey to the peak.
In the Xuantian Peak Square, all the old disciples from the inner and outer sects of Xuantian Peak looked at this scene with the same intense eyes. Looking back at the time when they started, there was no time when the three peaks gathered together before the selection meeting. The training thing.
The blue sword robes swayed slightly in the air, and hundreds of figures were like a blue ocean, about to roll forward with rough waves. Zhao Jiuge was struck by the breeze that hit his face, which made his mind even clearer. Because of the excitement in his heart, his body was shaking involuntarily. At the same time, he was a little ready to move, wanting to compete with the other disciples of the two peaks to see who could be better.
"Junior brother, look at how badly you are shaking. There is nothing to be nervous about. When you see the other disciples from the two peaks, they will do it later. If you can beat them, grab the colorful flags. If you encounter those who can't beat them, run away. Look at your cultivation here. He should also be the best among the current disciples." Perhaps because he felt Zhao Jiuge shaking violently behind him, the senior fellow who was driving the flying sword chuckled and comforted him.
"Hey, I'm afraid there are too many people on the other side. I have nothing to fear in a one-on-one fight. After all, the rules this time don't restrict group fights." Zhao Jiuge answered respectfully, having some plans for the meeting in his mind.
"Remember, when you encounter the disciples of those two peaks and you have the upper hand, you must be ruthless to make them remember, but don't kill them. In recent years, the disciples of Xuanluo Peak and Xuanqi Peak have become more and more mature. It's getting more and more arrogant. Sometimes we suffer a lot outside." The old disciple who taught the church looked a little angry and said through gritted teeth.
Presumably, although they are in the same sect, but different factions, there must be conflicts and disputes between them. In private, although they will not kill each other in fights, if they are injured, they can only suffer the loss of being mute. Therefore, in the past few years, the conflicts have become more intense, and the disciples of Sanfeng have become more and more resentful towards each other.
Suddenly, the scenery in front of me changed, and a vast mountain peak appeared in front of me, with jagged rocks. Most of the entire mountain peak was green, as if it were wearing a piece of clothing.
This Wuhua Peak is much larger than most other peaks. More importantly, the integrated mountain body is like an awl. Except for the developed top and a stone platform, the entire peak remains original.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
While the disciples of Xuantian Peak were still looking down at the scenery of Wuhua Peak, not far ahead, auras of light appeared, mixed with the sound of breaking wind.
Hundreds of figures, densely packed like locusts, were also heading towards Wuhua Peak, but they were going in different directions. These figures are also two people with one sword, and they must be in a similar situation to Xuantian Peak, sending new disciples to participate in training.
These disciples were wearing apricot sword robes, and their young and delicate faces were full of smiles, showing excitement. It turned out to be a disciple of Xuan Qifeng whom I had never seen before!
It's not over yet.
Then they were in the same posture, but the color of their clothes was changed to green sword robes, and the disciples of Xuanluo Peak also started to move towards the foot of the mountain in the other direction.
At this time, the disciples of the three peaks have gathered together, and they will sweat and struggle on Wuhua Peak here, witnessing their efforts!
After a brief encounter, the disciples from various peaks wearing sword robes of various colors refused to give in to each other. They all looked arrogant and high-spirited, and their expressions showed disdain. They tried to overwhelm their opponents with momentum before the training began.
Unfortunately, the scene of the three peaks meeting was spectacular but short-lived. Soon, due to the different directions, the disciples of the three peaks fell towards the foot of Wuhua Peak in three directions.