The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

"This...this is! The Nine Styles of Dragon Song!"

Everyone was even more shocked when they heard the dragon roar. Among the Xuanqing Taoist techniques, only the Nine Dragon Roar Movements had the sound of the dragon roar, so they were sure that this was the Dragon Roar Nine Movements. However, the Dragon Roar Nine Movements were entry-level Taoist techniques. There is no comparison at all with superior Taoist techniques such as Qiankun Ten Thousand Sword Jue. If he used Canglong Yin to resist Ten Thousand Sword Jue, wouldn't he die faster?

At this moment, everyone was holding their breath and concentrating. Xiao Yichen's hands were constantly moving, and a Tai Chi pattern appeared on his chest. The dead leaves around him were swirling around him faster and faster, already protecting him, and actually surrounding him. Ren Jianzhi's sword energy of Ten Thousand Swords Techniques was blocked outside.

"how so……"

Everyone was puzzled, and Ren Jianzhi never expected that this kid was clearly only in the realm of refining Qi, so why could the Nine Dragon Roar Styles displayed at this moment be able to withstand his Ten Thousand Sword Art? This is absolutely impossible. How can a mere entry level Taoist technique be able to withstand the Ten Thousand Swords Art that he has practiced hard for three years!

"go!"

With another quick shout, Ren Jianzhi finally used all his strength, and with a rush of true energy in his body, the sword energy suddenly glowed with golden light, dazzling the eyes, as if the power of heaven came to the world, overwhelming the sky and slashing towards Xiao Yichen.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, even the two elders Songbai were stunned. This was still the end of the competition between fellow disciples. It was clear that the road between good and evil was narrow, and life and death were facing each other!

"stop!"

Elder Song shouted loudly, but he wanted to stop him, but he was afraid that if he took action rashly at this time, both people on the stage would be seriously injured, so he could only watch the sword energy flying towards Xiao Yichen.

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!"

I could only hear the rapid sound on the stage. The dead leaves swirling all over the sky actually offset the sword energy that came like a heavy rain. Every dead leaf resisted a sword energy. Everyone in the audience was shocked. How could Canglong Yin have such a sound? So powerful!

Ren Jianzhi also changed his face in shock, how could it be possible, how could this happen! Just when he was about to activate his true energy again, he lost control of his body. He trembled violently and almost fell down in mid-air. He had just barely used the Ten Thousand Swords Art, but it had already consumed a lot of his true energy. Now it was obvious that he could no longer support it. Waiting for the superior teaching.

"it's over."

Yichen's eyes were still cold, and he pushed hard with his palms. Suddenly, the dragon roar shook the sky, and the dead leaves suddenly gathered into a dragon shadow, rushing towards Ren Jianzhi unstoppably. The dazzling sword energy just now, in the withered Under the impact of Ye Longying, it seemed as if it was lost in the wind, quickly eclipsed, and finally dissipated invisible.

"boom!"

There was only a loud noise, and the whole fighting platform shook violently. Ren Jianzhi was hit by the dead leaf dragon shadow, and all his internal organs were damaged immediately. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew backwards and hit the fighting platform. Outside, the sky was filled with dust.

The sound of the dragon's roar gradually faded away, but the scene just now was like Yu Leiwu's own compulsion. At this moment, everyone was completely stunned, as if they were in a dream, as if everything just now was fake.

"Junior Brother Ren!"

Lou Qingshan instantly moved to Ren Jianzhi's side and helped him up, only to see that he was bleeding from all his orifices, his eyes were wide open, blood was pouring out of his mouth, and he could no longer speak.

"Junior brother..."

Lou Qingshan's expression changed, and he put two fingers together to inject true energy into his body. Then he looked at Xiao Yichen on the stage, his eyes were extremely cold.

"There is no high or low level in Taoism, but it depends on the person who performs the technique."

Yichen's eyes were indifferent, he dropped these words, stepped on his feet, and fell lightly down the stage. At this time, everyone woke up as if from a dream, and everyone looked at him in amazement. They had never seen anyone who could Cang Longyin is so powerful, does he really only have the Taoist realm of refining Qi...

Only then did the two elders, Song and Bai, wake up. Thinking back to the scene just now, with dead leaves flying all over the sky, they finally thought of something at the same time, no! This is not the blue dragon's roar, this is the dead wood dragon's roar! Could it be that the senior from Immortal Burial Cliff...

At this moment, the two of them looked at Xiao Yichen's back, which was as cold as falling into a cold pool.

In the distance, Xiao Nishang was sitting on a big pine tree, swinging her feet leisurely. She looked at Xiao Yichen's leaving figure and chuckled softly. It seemed that she had already expected this ending today.

On the other side of Tianxuan Peak, Ruan Fuling slowly came back to her senses. Looking at the back of the young man in white who was gradually retreating, she seemed to be increasingly unable to see through this young man she had never known before, but what was certain was that , this time, Yaoguang Zun did not make any mistakes.

The next competition continued, but because the shocking scene in the first game still lingered in the minds of the disciples, the following competitions were just clicks. There was no doubt that Ni Chang won in the end. Even when she took the stage, she couldn't stand it at all. No one dared to challenge him, lest he end up like Ren Jianzhi.

…

Dusk is approaching, the sunset is like a brocade on the horizon, and the sound of "rustling" sweeping echoes on the Immortal Burial Cliff. The old man is sweeping the dead leaves on the ground with a broom. He has been sweeping the dead leaves for ten years, and he has been sweeping for hundreds of years. got used to.

At this moment, a ray of sword light suddenly came from the horizon and landed on the edge of the cliff. In an instant, he transformed into an old man with an immortal spirit. The old man was dressed in a green Taoist robe and had a green immortal seal between his eyebrows. He looked like the man he is today. Qingxuan Zhenren, who is in charge of Xuanqingmen.

"Qingxuan, you haven't been here for a long time."

The old man's voice was a little hoarse, but he still lowered his head to sweep the floor without raising his head to look at him. Master Qingxuan smiled softly, walked up, stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at the clouds and clouds on the horizon, and said with a smile, "The last time I saw Uncle Kusong, it was Let’s go to Tianmen Huiwu in the next Jiazi.”

Qingxuan Zhenren, who was in charge of the entire Xuanqing Sect, actually called the old man in front of him his uncle.

"Alas..." The old man sighed, placed the broom under a pine tree, and said slowly, "Why did you come to me?"

"No, I just came here to take a look." Master Qingxuan smiled, and after a while, he said again, "I heard that today's competition... Ling Yin's disciple, did you teach him the Dragon's Roar of the Dead Wood?"

"Why, if my disciple is eager to learn, I will teach him. Why not?"

"No, no." Master Qingxuan smiled quickly and said, "But, he is Yin'er's apprentice after all. I'm afraid Yin'er won't be happy if he finds out..."

The old man shook his hand, "What does it have to do with me whether she is happy or not? She teaches her disciples, and I will teach my disciples from the Yaoguang lineage of Zixiao Peak, no problem..."

"this……"

Master Qingxuan smiled bitterly after hearing this, and after a long time he looked at the cliff again and sighed, "It's just that young people don't know the importance of taking action. I heard that the disciple from Xuanyang Peak was seriously injured. With Junior Brother Xuanyang's temper, I'm afraid it will happen again this time." Go find Yin'er and make a fuss."

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me."

The old man spoke slowly, Master Qingxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly. The two of them stood on the edge of the cliff in silence, looking at the sunset on the horizon. After a long time, Master Qingxuan sighed again, "This young man is very similar to Junior Brother Cangming back then." Like, Junior Brother Cangming was the same way back then. Anyone who said a bad word about his master would fight to the death..."

"I can't even protect my only disciple, so what are you talking about? That's all. Go back..."

…

It has been two days since the competition. There are many people gathered in Tianchi Square this morning, including a few lords who are rarely seen on weekdays. They have tried every three years, and the disciples who have been initiated for three years will go to Yuji next time. In Fengzangshu Pavilion, choose the Xuan Gong mental methods that are suitable for your own practice. Of course, these mental methods also belong to the Xuan Qing universal mental method.

Yichen followed Ling Yin every step of the way. Not long after he arrived at the square, an old man in red robe came angrily from a distance. That person was none other than Lord Xuanyang of the Xuanyang Peak of Kaiyang. Ranked fourth among the seven.

"Ling Yin, you're finally here!"

Master Xuanyang's beloved disciple was seriously injured by Xiao Yichen. Naturally, he had a bad look on his face at this moment. It was obvious that he was here to investigate.

The atmosphere in the square suddenly became solid. The surrounding disciples did not dare to say anything. In the distance, Mei Yue and Yi Huanzhen and other seniors also had no words to say. They knew that Supreme Xuanyang had always been at odds with Ling Yin, so they This is because Xuanyang Peak belongs to the "alchemy" sect, and Master Xuanyang is also very good at refining medicine and advocates using elixirs to help his disciples consolidate their cultivation.

But Lingyin said that there are no shortcuts in cultivation, and elixirs will only mislead people. As for elixirs, from ancient times to the present, people in the ancient land of Xianyuan have always had inconsistent opinions. elixirs may have shortcomings, but as long as they are Even if it is used wonderfully, it won't be as bad as Ling Yin said. Otherwise, how could the Sanqing Taoist ancestors in ancient times have such treasures as the Bagua furnace?

At this moment, Ling Yin's face was as calm as water, and she said, "Senior Brother Xuanyang, what's the matter?"

"Hmph!" Master Xuanyang flicked his sleeves, "What's the matter? I want to ask you! You are a good disciple!"

Ling Yin frowned slightly and said, "I heard about what happened two days ago. Disciples don't know the importance." At this point, he turned his head slightly and said to Yichen, "I still haven't apologized to Master Xuanyang."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yichen was born to be stubborn. He tilted his head and said, "It was his apprentice who challenged me first. What's wrong with me?"

"You!" Master Xuanyang's face turned frosty. Ling Yin frowned, "Don't be rude."

Seeing his master here, Yichen didn't dare to make a mistake, so he stepped forward, his body twisted, and he shook his head and said, "Uncle Xuanyang, I know I was wrong. I will be gentler next time..."

As soon as these words came out, many of the disciples around him couldn't help but laugh, and some even laughed. However, Ling Yin's frown deepened, and as for Master Xuanyang, his face turned the color of pig liver with anger.

In the distance, Meiyue also frowned. Three years ago, she was very displeased when she saw this young man with no etiquette barging into the ceremony. Now, after seeing him for three years, he is still as disrespectful as before. I have no respect for my elders, and I don’t even like Ling Yin as my apprentice. I just say that a mountain boy will always be a mountain boy, so don’t let her dress up too.

On the other hand, the person next to him has always been easy-going and free-spirited. He smiled and said, "Junior sister Ling Yin, this disciple is indeed a bit naughty. She will be fine when she grows up in a few years."

Master Xuanyang was so angry that he was shaking all over, but could not speak. Finally, he pointed at Ling Yin and said angrily, "You have taught a good disciple!" After that, he flicked his sleeves and left angrily.

Looking at the back of the fierce old man leaving angrily, Yichen felt so unhappy, but when he saw the master's cold eyes, he couldn't help but shiver all over, stuck out his tongue, and did not dare to speak anymore.

When he returned to Zixiao Peak at noon, Yichen saw that his master was still cold and cold. He said with a smile that she was still angry, "Okay master, I really know that I was wrong, but it was indeed the Ren Jianzhi who came to provoke me first. I should teach him a lesson for Master..."

Before she finished speaking, Ling Yin's expression turned even colder: "Stand still!"

"oh……"

Yichen didn't dare to be naughty anymore. He put his hands behind his back, lowered his head and stopped talking. Ling Yin said, "Recite the first and third rules of the sect."

"oh……"

Yichen pursed his lips and said, "The first rule of the sect is that you must respect your master when entering the school. You are not allowed to do wrong, you are not allowed to contradict your elders, and you are not allowed to deceive your elders..."

"Where's the third one!"

"The third rule of the sect is that fellow sect members should treat each other with respect, and they should not be aggressive, deliberately hurt others, or use force to bully others..."

"What will happen to those who violate it!"

Ling Yin's face was cold, but Yichen was not afraid. He smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Master, I know I was wrong. There is no one else here anyway..."

"Stand still!"

"oh……"

Yichen stuck out his tongue, not daring to be naughty anymore. Lingyin flicked his sleeves and said, "Go to Zizhu Forest to reflect on your past. You are not allowed to leave until I come back in the afternoon!"

"oh."

Yichen had no choice but to go outside with his hands behind his back. When he arrived at the Purple Bamboo Forest, he stood facing a bamboo without daring to move. It wasn't until he felt that Master was coming down the mountain that he relaxed a little. In the afternoon, he felt bored again and stood there. He couldn't help but doze off while standing, so he sat down against the bamboo and fell asleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but Yichen suddenly felt something hit his head. He was frightened and stood up quickly. He shook his head and said, "The third rule of the sect, between members of the same sect..." As he read, he looked around, but There is no sign of the master, so who was hitting me just now?

Thinking like this, another pine cone flew from the distance and hit him on the back of the head with a "bang". Yichen quickly turned around and saw a few bamboo leaves slowly floating down, but no one was there. Ningshen said, "Who? Who is so brave and dares to tease this great immortal!"

"Hmph!" At this moment, a cold female voice came from not far away, "My teacher asked you to think about your mistakes here, but you are sleeping here, you are so brave!"

"Master..."

Yichen's face was shocked, "That's not right, the master went to the foot of the mountain, why did he come back so soon..."

(An additional chapter was added at the request of friends... Well, actually it was the alliance leader who said he was not satisfied with it. Guyi will add more chapters, and I also ask for the support of brothers!)