Inside the Feather Sect.
Going up the mountain road, Zhanfeng Duo on both sides swayed on the long ropes hanging, the bell chiming music revolved in the sea of gardenia trees in the mountains, the big cauldron at the foot of the mountain gate was blazing with incense, and one by one dressed in Chinese clothes and jade. Guests with swords flew from the sky and landed on the square.
"Zhu Zhan's fire refining the original, flying red to the immortal~"
"Bibo Tianhai Pavilion, the real person Haibixuan is here~"
"Shen Muzhou Youtan Valley, the real person Bichan arrives~"
"The Red Ray Gate of Bathing Flame, the Shangxian of Zhaonan is here~"
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It has been two weeks since the Hanyu faction opened the mountain gate. Not only did Dai Wang send people to visit, but other people came to the door, and some nearby major factions also sent representatives to visit.
It's not that the Feather faction has such a huge face and can be taken care of by so many forces, but at this time, the major factions in the southwest and the central region hope to gather together to discuss the current situation, even if the discussion does not work. If anything comes out, you can also use this to learn about other information.
Stepping into the gate of this mountain of yellow leaves, you can see the guests in different clothes on the square at a glance. They talk to each other before climbing the mountain, some about the Feather Sect, and some about the current situation in the world.
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"Have you heard that the 'Anti Canal' in Shezhou has finally been suppressed."
"Oh, which hero is so powerful?" Someone was slightly surprised and asked.
"It's the Huaichang of the Tiger Roaring Nine Wilderness Mountains."
"This name sounds familiar, but I can't remember who it is."
"It's more than familiar. More than ten years ago, in Luojing's Chilou sword fight, Huaichang and Gu Lie were the last few heroes."
"However, the Tiger Roaring Nine Wilderness Mountains are remote and not well-known, so it was gradually forgotten by people."
"That Huaichang is really amazing. With just one person, he rushed into the Changrong River where the rain covered the sky, fought against the Yanqu close-quarters, wielded a knife and fought bloody battles. The Southwest continents have a Lang Lang Qian Kun."
Walking on the spacious mountain road, everyone listened attentively to the gray-clothed witch narrating the scene of the day, as if they were in the scene, facing the canal-weary demon dragon who set off huge waves, their minds swayed, sometimes excited, sometimes sighed. .
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"In the end, the Yan Canal fell from the sky and hit the Changrong River, and Huai Chang grabbed the corner of the Yan Canal with one hand, bowed his body, and dragged the monster step by step on the bottom of the river full of mud and waves. go ahead."
"Black and red poisonous blood stained the rivers and rivers, Huaichang's body was covered with boiling white fog and smoke, and with a naked face, he exerted all his strength and pulled the Yanqu forward with difficulty. Terrible."
"But that's it, Huaichang dragged Yanqu to the hillside step by step, so that it was separated from the river, and could no longer recover from it, and then slashed with a knife, slashing all of Yanqu's six claws one by one. When he finally cut off his head, the extremely weak Huai Chang was found an opportunity by Yanqu, biting his body, and his legs were bleeding into the mouth, unable to extricate himself."
"Huaichang didn't struggle anymore, but raised the blood knife high, stabbed into the eyes of the hated channel, pierced through the head, and finally killed him."
"Since then, the heavy rain has finally stopped, the haze has dispersed, and the land of the four continents has seen light again."
After listening to the narration, everyone shook their heads and sighed. It was a blessing for the people to have such heroes in the southwestern continents, but they also lamented that it would have been good if someone could help them at the time, and they would not have died in the end.
"Heroes from ancient times are like beautiful women, and white heads are not allowed."
"How many people in this world can be called heroes?"
The sound gradually drifted away, and the group disappeared into the corner of the deep mountain road, and then several figures from afar came to the front of the mountain gate.
"Is this the Burning Sun and Feathers faction? It looks very imposing." A young man in a dark brown robe looked around with interest in his eyes.
"Junior Brother Qilin is here for the first time, so I'm inevitably curious and surprised." The middle-aged man who led the team turned back, looked at the handsome young man behind him, and explained patiently.
"The Burning Sun and Feather Sect has a far-reaching influence in the southwestern states. When the West was in chaos, many people took boats to avoid disasters and settled in the East. Later, they gradually assimilated with the local residents, although their hair color and appearance were the same as those of the East. , but there are always some factions and inheritances left, many of which are about the nine secluded lines."
"In the past, the 'Songli Yanluo Palace' in the mountains in the evening, today's 'Ningzi Zhaoye Palace', 'Treading the bones to see the secluded city' and the Feather School where we are today, have all inherited these skills and techniques to a greater or lesser extent. knowledge."
"Furthermore, after Huang Fengxuan traveled westward, although he did not turn back, he asked his friend Hongchun, the immortal of burning incense, to return to the east and pass on what he had learned. This is the origin of the Feather Sect, and it is also one of the five phoenix lineages."
"Hahaha, why do you have to grow other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige, I know your intentions, I am afraid that I will come here today, please rest assured, I have a certain number in my heart." Folding fans, explain themselves.
"Junior brother is good to know. Now I am waiting for King Dai to come to assist His Highness. If we can take down the Feather Sect smoothly, that would be great."
The elder brother of the Nagarjuna Blood Exhaustion Sect tried to persuade him. For outsiders who couldn't figure it out, they might think that the latter was the elder brother, but in fact this disciple called 'Qilin'er was the Nagarjuna Blood Exhaust Sect is a genius who has rapidly emerged in recent years. In just 20 years, his strength has skyrocketed all the way. He quickly caught up with the seniors in the middle school, and was successfully promoted to the top extraordinary of the top three years ago. It is considered to be the most likely existence in the faction to break through the eighth order and enter the end of the ninth order.
Now, apart from the Master in charge, no one dares to restrain him, and the senior brothers in the party only dare to persuade him.
Said, the group of Nagarjuna's Blood Exhausted Sect stepped into the mountain road in the sound of the announcement, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.
At noon that day, the main hall on the top of the mountain of the Feather School.
The many palace lanterns of white paper and yellow wood hang high on the dome, reflecting the 100-meter-high spacious hall softly and brightly.
After everyone was seated, a core member of the sect came out of the Hanyu sect. First, he thanked everyone for your visit, and then his words slowly led to today's theme. Finally, he slowly stepped back and sat in the middle of the few seats.
At this time, the hall gradually became quiet, and everyone focused their attention on the top of the center, now the head of the Feather Sect, Jin Hua.
This soft and beautiful woman with light red petals between her brows lifted her red lips, and was about to talk about it first, and then declined His Majesty King Dai's invitation. She didn't want a person in the hall to suddenly stand up, and the people beside her were also very surprised.
"I don't know what Senior Jinhua thinks of His Majesty King Dai." This young man with dark brown robes, handsome and sharp-faced, is the core disciple of Nagarjuna's Blood Exhaust Sect, Ye Qilin.
Seeing the young man who stood up suddenly, Jin Hua was silent for a while before answering.
"Your Majesty King Dai is wise, and it is the luck of the dynasty." The words were brief and there was no follow-up.
"Since His Majesty King Dai is wise, it is the luck of the dynasty, can you call me for you?"
This question caused an uproar in the hall. Although everyone knew about the solicitation of King Dai, they didn't want to be so straightforward and leave no room for it.
After hearing this question, Jin Hua frowned slightly, and after a long silence, she spoke with difficulty.
"Can."
"So I can feel at ease. Today is abrupt, and I also ask Senior Jinhua to forgive me." After speaking, he bowed his hands and sat down.
After this interruption, what Jinhua wanted to say was invisible, and the hall was extremely silent for a while. Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and their eyes exchanged.
It seems that this Dragon Tree Blood Exhaustion Sect is the one who strongly stands for His Majesty King Dai.
Finally, after a period of silence, Jin Hua spoke again, but he didn't mention anything about the solicitation, he just talked about the current situation of the southwestern continents, and some innocuous past events.
Just when everyone thought that today's gathering was over, the person who didn't want to get up before raised his hand again.
"Junior Ye Qilin, visiting the Burning Sun and Feather Sect for the first time, has heard the name for a long time, but unfortunately I have never had the chance. Today, I want to communicate with the seniors in the Feather Sect and have a test. I don't know if Senior Jinhua can succeed."
After listening to this sentence, someone below began to whisper.
"It seems that this time it can't be good."
"That kid is so arrogant."
"do you know who he is?"
"It seems to be the most talented genius of Nagarjuna's Blood Exhaustion Sect."
"There's a good show to watch now."
During the buzzing discussion, Jin Hua slowly got up, and then the disciples of the Feather Sect who were sitting in the hall also got up together.
"Ye Qilin, Junior Brother Ye, since you have such a wish, it's not easy for me to refuse the Feather Sect." Jinhua closed her eyes slightly, waved her sleeves lightly, and an eighth-order core disciple walked out from her side.
"My name is Chi Changge, a second-generation disciple of the Huangyu faction, and I have met Junior Brother Ye." He was dressed in yellow robes and carried a long sword with a profound aura.
"I've seen Senior Brother Changge." After speaking, Ye Qilin stepped out and came to the center of the hall.
Then, an amber light curtain rose up, separating everyone from the two in the center.
Although there was no referee, after the two people in the center drew their swords, they went straight forward and began to fight.
For a time, the palace lanterns at the top of the hall swayed, and in the turbulent flow of mana and magic power, the two quickly fought in the central open space. The aftershocks of the sword light hit the surrounding light curtains, causing waves of trembling and shaking, causing some less timid guests to panic.
This is a match between the top masters of Sequence 8. If one is not good, the aftermath can cause many people to die. Fortunately, there are several Sequence 8s who support the barrier shield, so it can be stabilized without letting the sword overflowing inside. Light breakout.
The two quickly staggered in the hall, fighting back and forth, and it was indistinguishable in a short period of time. Among them, Chi Changge is a practitioner of Cutian (magic sequence), and his sword light trajectory is like a star, leaving marks on the floor of the hall with his steps. Afterwards, these marks light up one by one. The formation of a special magic circle, in this environment, can not only restrain and hinder the opponent, but also speed up its own recovery and body shape.
Unlike Chi Changge, who is multi-tasking and has complicated sword lights, Ye Qilin practiced the Qianlong (Dragon Sequence). The aura of the aura disturbed the aura in the hall, constantly destroying the marks and patterns left by the opponent in the air, so that Chi Changge's strength could never be improved to the highest level.
In the end, as time went by, Chi Changge's magic and physical strength began to run out, while Ye Qilin became more and more courageous, the blade in his hand swept like a dragon's claws, carrying enormous strength, and he beat Chi Changge to defeat until he jumped out. Light curtain, declared failure.
"Hahaha, accept it." Ye Qilin stood in the hall, thanking him with his hands behind his back, but this arrogant behavior obviously angered everyone in the Hanyu faction, and many people moved forward, ready to take action.
"Junior Brother Ye is really strong, I don't know if I can try it."
At this moment, on one side of the hall, a middle-aged man dressed in blue and white robes stood up.
"That's... Tang Xiayan of Burning Incense and Watching Stars Mansion, said to be the top three masters in the faction."
"Do you want to fight here? I heard that the disciples in the Star-Watching Mansion are not good at this kind of close combat. Their strengths lie in the layout of the formation, as well as large-scale spells and the like."
"I don't know, but the Guanxing Mansion and the Hanyu faction share the same source. I'm afraid I can't stand it. I want to help it. Even if it fails, it will give the Hanyu faction more time to prepare. Seeing this It's Ye Qilin's weakness."
When everyone was whispering, the second fight had already begun in the hall.
Little stars flickered in the hall, and then the swift silver stars shuttled back and forth, surrounding Tang Xiayan and Ye Qilin to fight each other. For a time, everyone's attention was attracted by the competition again, and the voice gradually decreased.
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half an hour later
"Thank you Senior Tang for your advice." Ye Qilin walked slowly to the middle of the open space, and looked at Tang Xiayan, who was lying on the ground with several cuts and torn clothes.
"Drink, it's too deceiving!"
Before waiting for the Hanyu faction to come out, a stout man stepped out from the seat at the other end of the hall. His shape was like a wind and fire, his muscles and skin were like bronze, and he was extremely majestic.
"Ah, those are the people from 'Autumn Twilight Copper Dragon Valley'. I didn't expect them to come today. I didn't see them before."
"After all, we went out of the same door. Although there was some disagreement due to Gu Lie's reasons, we still sent someone here."
After the big man in the Autumn Twilight Copper Dragon Valley got up, he did not go to the center of the hall, but came to the door.
"It's too narrow here, come outside!"
"Oh, just follow what my senior brother said." Ye Qilin followed him out without a word.
Seeing the two walk out of the hall, everyone gradually got up and stepped out of the spacious hall together.
Soon, a resounding dragon roar sounded in the mountains, and after everyone walked out of the hall, they saw a four-clawed golden dragon soaring in the sky, with wings on its back and golden scales on its body. The strong wind blows on the top of the mountain, making people unable to open their eyes.
In the sky, the Ye Qilin was like a tiny black dot that shuttled around the huge golden dragon, fighting against it. He was holding a heavy black and red axe and waving it with a ten thousand jins potential. When the dragon's sharp claws and fangs were biting, dark red scales appeared on his body, resisting the attack.
The originally quiet sky was disturbed by the two of them. The flames were flying, the clouds were scattered, and the light and shadow were intertwined. Many ordinary mortals who were far away from this place were also attracted by this bizarre scenery and stood to watch.
During the fierce battle within the Feather Sect, at the foot of the distant mountain, a carriage slowly moved along the road, occasionally bumping against the stones on the road.
In the carriage of the carriage, a girl with black hair and a yellow skirt sat under the window, with a soft and beautiful face, looking at the changing scenery in the distance outside the window.
In addition to this girl, there is one person and one bird in the carriage.
The chubby chestnut-yellow bird squatted in the girl's arms, as if taking a nap, and opposite the girl, a man dressed in purple and wearing a jade ring was reporting something.
"Further ahead is the mountain gate of the Hanyu Sect. About 600 true disciples of our Zhaoye Palace are waiting outside the mountain gate, and they will climb the mountain with Senior Sister Luolan."
"It's hard to trouble you." The girl turned around and slowly stroked the sleeping bird in her arms.
"I haven't come back for a long time, and I don't know if anyone in the party remembers it."
She said in a soft voice, and there was some nostalgic look in her eyes.