"Are you sending me back?" Qin Shi was startled, showing a somewhat puzzled expression.
Wan Yue nodded with a smile, and then waved her jade hand, and an extremely shocking picture appeared, which made Qin Shi open his mouth in shock.
Following Wan Yue's jade hand, I saw fluorescent light rising all over the empty stone square. The fluorescent light blended into the endless Milky Way. For a moment, the sky turned into a bright galaxy, with countless stars dotted like smiling eyes. Blink and become a whirlpool.
Staring at the vortex that finally formed, Qin Shi felt an extremely powerful power of space, as if he could penetrate time and space.
"This, this is a space wormhole?" Qin Shi opened his mouth in shock.
Wanyue nodded lightly.
After receiving the affirmation, Qin Shi was even more surprised. You must know that space impulse, especially a space wormhole like this that connects two domains, requires extremely huge spiritual power to create. That kind of spiritual power is so huge that it is so subtle. Yue Youjie's cultivation level cannot be displayed casually.
Don’t forget, at the time of the Talisman Demon Competition, the space wormhole that the Sword Sect connected to the chaotic realm was built by Fang Qing and countless elders who had reached the realm of perfection. Even so, it took half a month, Wan How could Yue create such a wormhole at this time
"Boy, don't be surprised. Maybe you want to go to other domains. I don't have any solution yet. However, according to Jian Zong, it is not difficult. This wormhole was a thousand years ago. Fang Qing and I were angry and wanted to attack Jian Zong. It was created but was later reconciled between the two realms, so it was not used, but now it has been fulfilled for you."
"Uh? Attacking Jian Zong?" Qin Shi smacked his tongue. Did Lianyu and Jian Zong still have such grudges thousands of years ago
"Okay, don't be in a daze. If you don't hurry up, even if it's a wormhole in space, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it in time." Wanyue smiled.
Qin Shi was stunned for a moment, and then he became anxious. Indeed, there were only a few hours left before the competition started. If it were delayed any longer, it would be too late.
"Thank you very much, senior."
"If you want to thank me, just thank yourself. If anything happens to Lingsha, I won't let you go. You earned this by yourself." Wanyue was very direct, then paused and said, "This space The wormhole has not been activated for a thousand years, and there are many damaged places along the way. I will send you back, because if you say it yourself, something will happen."
Qin Shi thought for a while, but did not persist. After all, if there was a problem with the wormhole in the space, he would really die. He couldn't joke with his life.
Wan Yue nodded with satisfaction, then waved her jade hand, and a residual light enveloped the two of them. With a whoosh, it turned into a beam of light and rushed into the galaxy.
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On the other side far away, Jian Zong.
The annual disciple competition of the Sword Sect is about to begin, and nearly a million disciples have gathered in the central square of the Sword Sect.
For the Sword Sect, this annual disciple competition is even more important than the Sacrifice of the Divine Realm and the Talisman Demon Competition. After all, this matter is related to the quota of the Sword Tomb Holy Spirit Hall and the highest glory of the Sword Sect.
Many disciples are gearing up.
As early as half a month ago, for this annual disciple competition, the elders of the Sword Sect made preparations and used spiritual power to create a suspended platform above the central square. On the platform, an extremely sacred sword crisscrossed the platform. Intertwined.
The shape of the sword is the spirit of the Sword Sect and the highest glory of the Sword Sect.
Four circles around the suspended platform are several seats raised into the sky. In the center of the seats, there is a high platform, and on the high platform, there are two dragon chairs.
From a distance, people can easily tell that these two dragon chairs will be occupied by the highest law enforcer of the Sword Sect, that is, Fang Qing.
But what is puzzling is the other one.
"What, what's going on?"
"Yes, why are there two dragon chairs? Isn't there only one every year?" Seeing the two dragon chairs, countless disciples and elders expressed their confusion.
Among the elders, Jian Qing frowned slightly, and then he shouted angrily: "Zhao Yu, please explain to me, what do these two dragon chairs mean?"
Zhao Yu, the elder in charge of the viewing platform, these two dragon chairs were naturally made by him.
Hearing this, he approached Jian Qing and smiled: "Elder Jian Qing, why are you so angry?"
"Why are you so angry?" Jian Qing snorted coldly and said angrily: "Then tell me, why are there two dragon chairs on equal footing this year? Do you think that in my sect, apart from Fang Fang? Sect Leader Qing, is there anyone else who is qualified to be in that position?"
"Oh, that's it." Zhao Yu smiled as he expected: "Haha, of course that dragon chair was prepared for Elder Zhang Hun. Indeed, in our sect, Sect Leader Fang Qing is of course the highest law enforcer. However, after all, Elder Zhang Hun is also the head of the Supreme Elders. He watched Sect Master Fang Qing grow up. I thought about it and I think there is nothing wrong with him reaching this position."
"You...!" Jian Qing's eyes were on fire.
"Jian Qing, there is no need to be angry." But suddenly, a very majestic voice sounded, and Fang Qing had appeared on the high platform.
She was still wearing that light long dress, very dignified.
"Sect Master, but this...!" Seeing Fang Qing, Jian Qing became obviously calmer. He thought that if Fang Qing had not appeared in time, he might have wanted to tear Zhao Yu into pieces.
Without giving Jian Qing a chance to speak, Fang Qing interrupted him and said: "Jian Qing, that's enough. Elder Zhao Yu said it right. If we count it in terms of seniority, Elder Zhang Hun will still be above me. If he doesn't have Sitting in this position makes me even less qualified.”
"But the Territory Lord... there are rules!" Jian Qing shouted in a deep voice.
But suddenly, Fengsha stepped out and stopped him.
"Senior Fengsha!" Jian Qing seemed to have seen a savior.
However, Fengsha shook his head at him, indicating that he should stop arguing.
At this time, a withered figure descended from the sky. His appearance was very dazzling, even more than Fang Qing's. With the appearance of this figure, there was an extremely arrogant smile: "Haha, once a year, the annual disciple competition is finally about to begin. It’s begun.”
"Zhang Hun!" The sword was itching at the root of his teeth.
"Elder Zhang Hun." Zhang Hun landed on the high platform equal to Fang Qing, and Fang Qing smiled faintly.
Zhang Hun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Haha, Qing'er, I haven't seen you for half a year, and your cultivation has improved again."
"Haha, isn't it the same for Uncle Hun?" Fang Qing sneered, staring at Zhang Hun with his jade eyes, revealing a hint of unexpected fear.
Feng Sha was also startled below, and his old eyes were cold: "In the past six months, this old guy's cultivation has improved so much? It seems that it won't be long before he will enter the realm."
"What?" Jian Qing looked a little surprised at the side: "Elder Fengsha, you said Zhang Hun is about to enter the realm?"
Zhang Hun stepped into the realm. Logically speaking, this should be a happy event for the Jianzong. After all, in the past ten thousand years, no domain among the eight realms has been able to have two realms at the same time. This is likely to cause the Jianzong to break the balance of the eight realms. ,stand out.
However, when they received this news, the elders of the faction who used to follow Fang Qing involuntarily showed a hint of worry.
Fengsha sighed: "Well, it shouldn't be far."
Hearing this, Jian Qing clenched his fists tightly: "Is it going to happen in the end?"
They can all imagine what kind of chaos will happen to the Jianzong when Zhang Hun reaches the realm.
Two major factions are at war.
Fang Qing also frowned, feeling inexplicably uneasy.
However, seeing the fearful looks of Fang Qing and the elders of Fang Qing's faction, Zhang Hun seemed to enjoy it very much and laughed loudly: "Indeed, I have been lucky in the past six months, and I was lucky enough to touch the shackles of that level."
"That's really congratulations." Fang Qingyu's eyes were cold.
Zhang Hun could naturally feel the coldness, but he smiled indifferently: "Haha, compared with you, I am still far behind. Qiqing has taught you all her life experience, so you don't want to It's a disgrace to her reputation and she needs to lead the Sword Sect 'correctly'."
Fang Qing nodded with a sneer: "Uncle Hun doesn't need to worry anymore."
Zhang Hun simply stopped answering, paused, and said: "Hey, tell me, these juniors are also true. I deliberately told them that they don't have to do this for me. I sit in the same row with them. That’s good, but in the end, they insisted on building me a chair here, Qing’er, look at this... "
"Haha, Uncle Zhang Hun is joking. With your seniority in the Sword Sect, you should indeed be sitting here." Fang Qing interrupted Zhang Hun.
Zhang Hun smiled with satisfaction: "Then I'll help you out."
Fang Qing ignored it and turned around to stare at the suspended ring in the center.
On the ring, there is an hourglass of time that hangs upside down like a waterfall. The hourglass looks like a sword. At the top, there is a golden dragon.
Seeing that the hourglass is about to end, when the hourglass ends, which is the auspicious day for the annual disciple competition to start, the whole place gradually becomes tense, condensed, and boiling.
The hearts of millions of disciples flow with the hourglass.
Ding!
The last grain of sand finally fell at this moment. For a moment, the sand seemed to have magical properties, turning into crazy waves that spread across the ten thousand meter Jianzong Square.
The whole audience held their breath.
Fang Qing finally stood up at this time. She was independent from the world and softly chanted in a voice that was enough for everyone in the audience to hear clearly: "The auspicious time has come. Disciples, I hereby officially announce that every year in our sect, The once-annual disciple competition now officially begins!"
"Ouch!!!!"
At that moment, the whole place was in an uproar.
Fang Qing announced the start of the competition, and the elder in charge of law enforcement stood up and announced: "The competition has started. This competition is divided into three stages. The first stage is the million-person audition. I will select millions of people from my clan. The disciples are divided into fifteen battlefields and conduct auditions. In each audition, fifty winners will stand out and have the opportunity to enter the second stage. Now, I will start assigning teams!"
After saying that, the elder squeezed his palms together, and millions of lights and shadows shot out in an instant. From the high platform in the center, a phantom screen appeared. Above it, the names of the disciples of fifteen groups were listed vertically and horizontally.