When Luo Jianqing confirmed that all the affairs were arranged, it was already the eve of the Zongmen Grand Competition.
The sect competition is about to start, and Zuo Yunmo still has not broken through the realm. He can only helplessly smile at Luo Jianqing: "It's a pity, brother. It's only a little short, and I should be able to break through to Jindan. In the mid-term, when it's time to fight with you, that's the fun."
Luo Jianqing heard the words but chuckled softly: "Junior brother, even if you reach the middle stage of Jindan, don't even think about challenging the majesty of senior brother."
Zuo Yunmo raised his eyebrows: "I don't know who always liked to sit on my shoulder when I was a child, every day..."
"Senior brother!"
Zuo Yunmo smiled slightly, put his index finger between his lips, and made a "shush" action.
Luo Jianqing lost his temper completely, and could only think: until tomorrow, he must let this unrepentant second junior brother know how to write the three words "eldest brother"!
That night, Luo Jianqing explained the affairs of the next day to Xuan Lingzi. After confirming that Xuan Lingzi would not go to watch the game, he felt a little disappointed, but he also took it for granted. The Zongmen Grand Competition was just a competition between the disciples, and even the competition between him and Zuo Yunmo was only at the level of a cultivator of the Jindan stage, how could it possibly be in the eyes of Xuan Lingzi.
However, before Luo Jianqing left, Xuan Lingzi said softly: "Don't fall on Yu Xiaofeng's face."
Luo gradually left in response.
Night falls, and the moon rises.
The entire Taihua Mountain was shrouded in a silent night, so quiet that one could hear the screams of the monsters in the forest.
The next day was the sect competition, and many disciples stayed up all night. Some people meditate and practice, trying to stabilize their cultivation as much as possible; some people constantly train their spirit beasts to ensure that nothing goes wrong; and some people compete with familiar brothers and sisters to improve their actual combat ability.
In the dark night, a black shadow flashed across Yuxiao Peak, passed through many restrictions, and left Yuxiao Peak.
Luo Jianqing shuttled between the mountain peaks quickly. He was wearing a black night clothes. In addition to covering his face with a black cloth, he also deliberately ate a second-grade covering Rong Pill. Find out what he really looks like.
Luo Jianqing was not worried about Xuan Lingzi's suspicion of his whereabouts. When he was a child, he often went out to play in the middle of the night with the other six of Taihua's seven sons. At first, Xuan Lingzi punished him for thinking about it. Later, the punishment was harsher. Luo Jianqing knelt in the door of admonition and refused to admit his mistake. He fainted, and Xuan Lingzi would no longer care about these things.
Living in Taihua Mountain since he was a child, Luo Jianqing has long known it like the back of his hand. After he took a small path to Haoming Peak, he did not go to the residence of the inner disciple, but went to the residence of the outer disciple.
At this moment, there are many people training in secret, Luo Jianqing didn't pay attention to them, and after a while, he found the person he was looking for.
The next day, the Zongmen Grand Competition was going to start. Obviously, it was impossible for him to survive the first match, but Li Xiuchen was still sitting in the courtyard with a stern face. One is not cultivating, and the other is not learning from each other, just holding a dagger and constantly gesturing with a strange expression, not knowing what is going on in his heart.
After Li Xiuchen entered Taihua Mountain in his previous life, he received the careful guidance of Xuan Lingzi.
Although Li Xiuchen had no roots, Xuan Lingzi forced Li Xiuchen to reach the sixth level of Qi refining within a year. You must know that among the twenty-four new disciples, only two have reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, and one of them is still a rank 1 root bone.
The seriousness of that person made Luo Jianqing very jealous. The Valley of Flames in the previous life was also opened in advance. The disciples in the qi refining stage were divided into three groups: the early, middle and late stages, and they competed separately. The last three champions can advance Go to the Valley of Flames.
There is no difference in this life, the only change is: Li Xiuchen only has the fourth level of qi refining.
In fact, the fourth level of qi refining is also very exaggerated. Li Xiuchen didn’t train much at all, and he didn’t have a good master like Xuan Lingzi, yet he could still reach the fourth level of qi refining. In the words of Jie Zizhuo, that is: Li Xiuchen That kid is definitely tricky!
Luo Jianqing didn't know how Li Xiuchen practiced. After all, Jie Zizhuo had been sending people to stare at Li Xiuchen, but he couldn't find any sign of Li Xiuchen's hard work. However, Luo Jianqing didn't care about it, and even when he came here tonight, the purpose was not to spy on Li Xiuchen.
Thinking of this, Luo gradually hid his figure and restrained his breath.
After a cup of tea, Li Xiuchen retracted the dagger to his waist. As soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw a black-clothed masked man standing in front of him.
Li Xiuchen's eyes widened in horror, but just as he was about to speak, his voice was blocked by the other party.
I just heard a hoarse voice ringing in the courtyard: "You look very pleasing to the eye, this seat likes you very much, and I give you this magic weapon to help you pass the sect competition in Taihua Mountain tomorrow. You don't have to thank Ben. Seat, when we meet again in the future, you will naturally know who this seat is."
After a long time, Li Xiuchen collapsed from exhaustion, but there was a long knife on the ground. Li Xiuchen was still immersed in the terrifying atmosphere just now, not to mention that the person covered his face, even if the other person did not cover his face, Li Xiuchen couldn't see the other person's face clearly at night.
When his body finally stopped shaking, Li Xiuchen crawled to the long knife and picked it up.
"God help me too! This is God help me too! I really am the protagonist! Hahahaha!!!"
Outside the courtyard, Luo Jianqing pulled the black cloth off his face, sneered, and then flew away.
The next day, the seven-yearly sect competition in Mount Taihua opened on time.
Today, Taihua Mountain has a total of hundreds of disciples in the Qi refining stage, hundreds of disciples in the foundation building stage, and ten disciples in the Jindan stage. Among them, each of the seven Taihua sons was in the Jindan stage, and the three junior brothers also worked diligently to achieve the cultivation level of the Jindan stage.
Bidoutai is all set up on the square in front of Lingyun Hall of Cangshuang Peak, and the elders from outside sects can sit in front of Lingyun Hall and watch this grand martial arts event of the younger generation. This time, there were three people from the peak masters of the Seven Peaks of Taihua.
The four elders in the out-of-body stage are in charge of the sect competition, and there are more than 20 elders of the Nascent Soul stage around the arena. In the event of an accident, they can immediately save people.
The sparring of people who comprehend is always accompanied by danger to their lives. Once they go all out, they will inevitably end in death.
Therefore, in the sect competition, there must be a high-level elder watching by the side, otherwise it is very likely to cause a catastrophe.
The first to start the battle is the Qi-refining period, first to the disciples on the first to third layers of Qi-refining. This competition was nothing to watch. After all the competitions were over, there was a burst of exclamations among the disciples, not for the victorious junior brother, but for the seven people who suddenly appeared around the competition platform.
Seven Taihua sons, all here!
The younger sister, Mu Tianxin, is dressed in fiery red clothes, like a raging fire; the sixth senior brother Xiuhen has a strong figure, tall and mighty; the fifth senior brother Huo Yuchong has red hair and a violent personality; Qiongyin watched with his sword in his arms, with a cold expression; the second senior brother Zuo Yunmo smiled softly, kind and easy-going.
And the person walking at the front of the seven people seemed to attract the brilliance between heaven and earth, dazzling like a star.
There was a cyan three-petal lotus on his forehead, and he was dressed in a white school uniform with blue borders. He was handsome without a wife, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and his every move was extremely beautiful. There was not much expression on his face. Being separated from others also reminded the powerful people in front of Lingyun Hall suddenly of a name.
"Luo gradually clear".
Taihua Mountain, Yuxiao Peak, Luo Jianqing.
Even the great powers in the fusion stage have long been familiar with this name.
This is the only disciple of Yuxiao Peak in Mount Taihua, and also the close disciple of Venerable Xuan Lingzi, the first person in the cultivation world.
"Is this Luo Jianqing?"
"It really deserves to be Taihua Mountain. It's just a junior in the middle stage of Jindan, and it actually made me feel a sword intent soaring to the sky."
"Master Hao Xingzi, did Venerable Xuan Lingzi not come to watch the game today?"
Hao Xingzi was already prepared for such a situation. Even if his cultivation base was higher than these people, he was now talking to the other party as the head of Mount Taihua. Hao Xingzi's voice was calm and said indifferently: "Yes, this is my senior brother Luo Jianqing from Taihua Mountain."
These people sighed with emotion for a while, even the elders of the four sects, the eight great families and the sixteen sects of the tribulation period stared closely at Luo Jianqing's figure and did not look away.
At this moment, in the competition platform, Luo Jianqing was watching the disciples in the middle stage of Qi refining. A total of dozens of people came to the stage to compete, and in the end, the big waves washed away the sand. When the ordinary-looking boy won the victory, even the referee elders froze in place, and did not make a sound for a long time.
After a while, the referee elder said loudly: "The winner of the mid-stage Qi refining, Li Xiuchen, is on the fourth level of Qi refining!"
As soon as these words fell, the disciples immediately murmured, and Jie Zizhuo's mouth crooked, and he ran to Luo Jianqing's side and whispered: "Senior brother, what the hell is this! He won again, and again He! Six lucky byes, only two fights, and in the end he actually defeated a disciple of the sixth level of Qi refining, do you believe it? I don't believe it! There must be something wrong with his knife, it's so powerful!"
Saying that, Jie Ziyan wanted to get up to check the specific situation, but Luo Jianqing pulled him back and persuaded him in a good voice: "Fourth Junior Brother, this Junior Brother was also seriously injured, his knife It is indeed a treasure, but since the referee elder did not stop it, it is allowed."
Jie Zizhuo said angrily, "The way of heaven is unfair!"
Luo Jianqing smiled in a low voice: "Junior brother, you don't have to be jealous of other people's good luck."
Jie Zizhuo's eyes were green with anger: "I'm jealous of him?!"
Luo Jianqing stretched out his hand and clapped the back of Jie Ziyan's head firmly, making the talkative guy shut his mouth aggrieved, and muttered, "Brother Mingming, you hate him too, what's the matter today? ".
Luo Jianqing heard the words and smiled lightly.
Over there, Li Xiuchen celebrated and cheered excitedly, but few disciples came to congratulate him. Even the little girl Liu Xiaoxiao stood in the middle of Qinglan Peak's disciples, just looking at Li Xiuchen, but did not step forward to bless him.
Seeing this, Luo Jian smiled lightly, narrowed his eyes, and continued to watch the next fight.
Soon, the battle of the disciples in the Qi refining period came to an end. In the end, only the ten disciples of the Jindan stage were left to compete.
All eyes in the audience were focused on the five competition stages. Luo Jianqing flew up to the stage, looked at the pretty woman in red in the opposite side, gently stroked her sleeves, and said with a smile: "Little Junior Sister, today... I can't be polite. already."