Burning Heaven

The next morning.

The sky in Wendao Square is extraordinarily bright, cloudless, so clear, it seems to correspond to the busy scene in Wendao Square.

As soon as the day dawned, there were already figures in Wendao Square, some were cleaning the square, some were moving things, at first glance, it seemed that there was Wang Xiaohu among them.

Due to the rules of the conference, disciples below the Nascent Soul stage are not allowed to participate, so it seems that those who do odd jobs here are some disciples below the Nascent Soul stage, and Wang Xiaohu of the Golden Core stage has received a sacred task, which is to shoot drum……

Looking from a distance, Wang Xiaohu in Tsing Yi is at the edge of the square, pushing a huge war drum vigorously, and in front of Wang Xiaohu, there are also several gentle young people who are also pushing the drum, but they are faster than Wang Xiaohu. Much sooner.

After pushing a few more steps, Wang Xiaohu, who was out of breath, looked up at the big drum stand that was a head taller than him, and sweat was dripping down.

Afterwards, Wang Xiaohu flicked his big sleeves angrily, sat down on the spot, leaned on the shelf legs, looked around with small bright eyes, and after confirming that no one was there, he took out a white flour steamed bun and a shiny chicken leg from his bosom , Without saying a word, he gnawed on it.

After a while, there was a snoring sound on the edge of the square...

Time passed faster and faster, and the number of people stepping on flying swords in the sky began to gradually increase, and Wendao Square was now a scene of prosperity, the humid air in the morning was no longer there, on the contrary, it began to slowly heat up .

Towards noon, Wendao Square is even more radiant today. More than a dozen huge battle drums stand in front of and behind the Eight Diagrams Platform. Beside each battle drum, there is a young disciple standing beside him holding a pair of hammers, waiting quietly. With the start of the meeting.

At this time, on the left side of the Eight Diagrams Platform, there is a red light door standing there. The light door is constantly flowing. If you look carefully, it is full of names. If you look carefully, it seems that all the people who participated in the meeting The battle list, the battle list of the three groups A, B, and C, is particularly clearly separated in the red light gate, and above the light gate, the ink-black battle report is even more domineering.

At this time, many disciples were watching outside the red light gate, all scrambling to look at the battle list, and there were some hotly debated topics:

"Junior brother, look quickly. In the first match of Group A, we sent Master Shengjie to compete with that Puritan disciple Wu Yue. Wow, junior brother, who do you think will win? Legend has it that Wu Yue Yue's "Six Ding Qingyuan Swordsmanship" just reached the fifth-level mirror a few days ago. I didn't expect him to have reached such a level after joining the sect for more than 200 years. He really is a big disciple of the Puritanism. He is really amazing."

Among the crowd, a short young disciple said in surprise to a blank man beside him.

As soon as the young disciple said it was okay, a second later, many angry expressions appeared in the crowd, and one person turned his head and shouted angrily at him:

"Hmph, Yiyou, you have only been in the sect for decades? What do you know, he Wu Yue is no match for our big brother Shengjie, you don't know the strength of big brother Shengjie, hmph, Yiyou, you Watching big brother beat that Wu Yue to pieces, hmph."

In the crowd, a rich and fat man yelled at the disciple named Yiyou. He seemed very angry. After hearing this, Yiyou didn't dare to say more, but underestimated in a low voice:

"But obviously in the last martial arts tournament, both of them were tied..."

Then, outside the light door, the chirping voice sounded again:

"Wow, senior brother Fenghua, you actually fought against that savage goddess Luo Yanxue of Yuqingjiao, wow, you are really lucky, by the way, when you come to the stage, don't forget to give me a hand and fight with you!" The beauty said that I have been secretly in love with her for a long time..."

A thin Chai disciple in a gray robe said obscenely to a well-mannered man beside him, but a second later, there were some dirty curses.

"Fuck, get out, Young Junior Brother Yang, you can do it now, you have only been in the sect for three years and you dare to date a woman your senior brother has not chased so far, right?"

The well-mannered man showed his ugly face and said fiercely. Looking at his ferocious appearance, he couldn't help but imagine how dirty his heart was.

"Yes, yes, brother, you are right, you are right, it is Yang Jian, a lazy toad, I worship swan meat too much, so I said the wrong thing, brother, don't bother with me, a bitch, hehe, come on Senior brother, I'll beat your back and squeeze your shoulders with you. The horse will arrive in the morning. Senior brother, I believe that with your handsome, unrestrained and suave manner, you will definitely win the championship with that Luo Yanxue...

Lin Mofeng, who was dressed in white, frowned slightly, and forcibly squeezed out from the crowd in front of the red light. After coming out, Lin Mofeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had finally escaped from the chattering sound.

After coming out of the crowd, Lin Mofeng strode towards Wang Xiaohu who was standing in front of the big drum. After reading the battle list, Lin Mofeng finally felt a stone in his heart. It was Lin Mofeng's 23rd match. , I didn't expect to fight Yueqi from Yuqingjiao. It is said that Yueqi is the most rapidly improving disciple of Yuqingjiao in recent years.

Near noon, there were no other changes in the entire Wendao Square except for the dense crowd and the huge red drums. After a while, Lin Mofeng met Luo Yanxue again in the square, but just as Luo Yanxue had just While talking, in the void, an old voice suddenly sounded:

"The disciples of the three religions listen to the order and return to their positions quickly. The martial arts competition is about to begin."

Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, causing all the disciples in the square to rush towards the Eight Diagrams Platform after hearing the sound.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."

At this moment, the battle drums around the Bagua stage began to ring. Lin Mofeng looked from a distance and found that Wang Xiaohu was indeed beating the big drum profusely in sweat, which made Lin Mofeng laugh secretly. Walk quickly to the gossip stage.

At this time, the colorful rays of light in the sky began to brighten, and dyed half of the sky red, which was very beautiful. Almost in the blink of an eye, the colorful rays of light quickly landed on the Bagua platform. After the light passed:

"Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe" eight figures suddenly appeared on the gossip table.

The head teacher of the Three Sects, the four elders, and the head of Dao Kun, who was dressed in a Taoist robe of a celestial master, gathered in Wendao Square at this moment. , said with a smile on his face:

"Hehehe, disciples, today is the 20-year martial arts competition of my Sanqing sect. The Daoist sect is prosperous and the Sanqing is on the rise. To show the celebration, I, Daokun, opened the dragon pillar and released the dragon soul according to the previous rules. Congratulate him with shocking heaven and earth."

After Daokun finished speaking with a smile, he suddenly swept the golden jade Buddha Chen lightly at the void.

"Boom" suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color.

The entire Wendao Square began to tremble violently at this time, and the disciples who had joined the sect in recent years were terrified, as if they had never seen such a big scene.

The square was still trembling constantly. At this time, the four pillars of the coiling dragon reaching the sky suddenly lit up in the center of the square.

Lin Mofeng vaguely seemed to hear the voice of Longyin...