Tai Xuan Jing

Li Qianmo was ready to meditate after returning to Tianji Pavilion, but he was worried about Baimu's safety, so he couldn't calm down, and walked around the room like ants on a hot pot.

Yuan Daozhen has not returned for a long time, and Li Qianmo is not at ease for a moment. With the cultivation base of Yuan Daozhen and Dao at the peak of the second level, looking at the world of cultivation, few people dare to fight against him. Even if he is facing Li Yunxiang, that is absolutely Advantage, impossible to lose.

But it was true that Yuan Daozhen didn't come back until the afternoon, so he guessed wildly in his heart. He even decided to go to Gu Zhu to report the matter, but he was afraid that Yuan Daozhen would come back and blame him. Before Daozhen came back, he went to Huiyue Hall to find Fang Yuxuan.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Li Qianmo couldn't bear it until Yuan Daozhen came back, so he sacrificed his dragon teeth and flew north.

He had only flown less than a mile when a voice came from behind: "Where are you going, brat?"

This sound was so familiar, he had listened to it for nine years, and it was Yuan Daozhen's voice, so he turned around and was pleasantly surprised to find that Yuan Daozhen was standing above the Tianji Platform, looking at him with his clothes fluttering.

He flew back quickly, landed on the Tianji Platform together with Yuan Daozhen, and asked after landing, "Master, why did you go so long? How is Baimu?"

Yuan Daozhen said indifferently: "Don't worry, he is very good. I sent him to a place for my teacher, which is very suitable for him."

Li Qianmo hurriedly asked, "Where, where?"

Yuan Dao really gave him a sideways glance, and walked towards the Tianji Pavilion with his sleeves: "I can't tell you, that place is very dangerous, if I tell you, if you go there to find him, ten lives won't be enough."

Hearing the words, Li Qianmo chased after him, and shouted anxiously: "It's dangerous? Then you send him there, don't you let him die?"

Yuan Daozhen waved his hand, and said impatiently: "You just need to put 1 hearts on it, that place is very dangerous to other people, but to him it is like his own home."

Li Qianmo was stunned when he heard the words: "What kind of place would that be?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense!" Yuan Daozhen finally couldn't bear his temper, he frowned, and shouted, "Boy, are you free? Listen to me, there is still a year for the martial arts competition, when the time comes Selecting outstanding talents, if you dare to embarrass me, I will keep you from getting out of bed for three months and not going to practice hard!"

He suddenly lost his temper, Li Qianmo slipped away as if fleeing, ran all the way to his room, jumped on the bed and began to meditate.

A year seems to be a long time, but to a monk, it is just a passing time. In this year, Li Qianmo has undergone considerable changes. He has grown a lot taller, already an inch taller than Yuan Daozhen, and his childish face has gradually faded. No, it looks much tougher.

His cultivation base has also advanced by leaps and bounds, he broke through to the peak level of the seventh level of entraining qi a month ago, and he is considered a rare master among rookies.

Finally, it was the day of the martial art competition. Li Qianmo woke up, dressed and washed, walked out of Tianji Pavilion, and found that Yuan Dao was really standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back.

He walked over and saluted: "Master, I'm ready, let's go."

"Let's go, where are you going?" Yuan Daozhen turned around slowly and looked at him with a smile.

Li Qianmo was startled when he heard the words: "Master, won't you go to the martial arts competition with me?"

"You go to fight with someone, what am I going to do?" Yuan Dao really rolled his eyes angrily.

"But..." Li Qianmo was stunned when he heard the words, "The heads of other ministries are all going to watch their disciples compete, you..."

"What's so interesting about your three-legged cat skills, you can solve your own affairs, don't bother me." He stood up and stretched, yawning, "Oh, it's a little bit awkward to stand all night. I'm tired, I'll go back to rest first, you have a good fight, don't embarrass me."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Tianji Pavilion, his sleeves fluttering, so uncomfortable.

Li Qianmo stood on the spot and stared blankly at his receding back. After a long time, he shook his head and sighed, and flew north with his dragon teeth.

Xiaoyao Valley accepts disciples once every ten years, and after ten years there will be a competition for new disciples, referred to as martial arts competition or martial arts competition for short.

Participating in the competition can only be the disciples who started ten years ago. It is mainly used to check the progress of these disciples, distinguish the good from the bad, and screen out sixteen elite disciples. Of course, the higher the ranking, the more attention the sect will receive. That's the best of the best.

The competition venue is located at Wangqi Terrace, which is in the center of Xiaoyao Valley. On the day of the meeting, the disciples in the sect can fly freely in the valley without being restricted by the rules of air prohibition.

Li Qianmo went north with his sword, and saw a cluster of low peaks embracing in front of him. The peak in the middle was the largest, and there was a peak in each of the four directions.

The tops of the five peaks are flat and all of the same height. It is said that they were cut by a strand of hair of the Yinlong Daoist. In this way, the five platforms look like a blooming lotus flower when viewed from the sky. This is Wangqi. tower.

The mountain in the center of the lotus is the largest, and there is a huge stone statue on it. It is carved with a middle-aged man with a handsome face, wearing a wide gown, long hair fluttering, eyebrows into the temples, phoenix eyes, and a long beard floating on his chest. .

This is the statue of Taoist Yinlong, the founder of Xiaoyao Valley. It is said that it was made by Mo Fanchen, the second generation owner of the valley. The Taoist Yinlong is engraved on the statue with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and he can feel a sense of arrogance from a distance. Qi, anyone who sees it will have a sense of worship.

On the birthday of Yinlong Daoist, all disciples of Xiaoyao Valley will come here to pay homage to this stone statue.

There is a ring on each peak, five in total, and the distance between each ring is less than a hundred feet. These rings were not built, but were carved out of the peak by the sages of Xiaoyao Valley with sword energy. As for whose masterpiece , because it has been too long, no one knows now.

At this time, the observation platform was full of people, crowded, at least there were thousands of people.

Twenty feet in front of the Yinlong statue, a temporary high platform was built. Fang Yuxuan sat in the center, and the chiefs and elders of each department sat on the two sides. Yuan Daozhen didn't come, so the seats were vacant.

The competition is divided into two stages. The first stage is shortlisted. It is divided into four groups, and each group has four shortlisted places. The final 16 people will be included in the ranks of elite disciples. The monthly payment will be doubled, and the teacher will focus on training.

On the second day, there will be an elite duel, and at the end there are only two people left to compete for the leader on the spectator stand in the middle. Once they win the leader, they will become the chief disciple of this year. Not to mention the rewards received, this honor alone will make everyone Disciples flock to him.

The way of grouping was decided by drawing lots. At this time, those disciples who participated in the competition lined up on the middle hill to draw lots, and the rest of the disciples who came to watch the fun chatted and chatted outside, discussing who would be the chief disciple of this conference.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Look, Li Qianmo's trash is here, he can actually fly with a sword!"

This shout exploded in the crowd, and everyone turned their heads to look at the southern sky, and they saw Li Qianmo coming with his sword, his long hair and green shirt fluttering in the wind, and he was extraordinary.

"Hey, can the waste body also open up the sea of ​​​​qi?"

"Hmph, I don't know what kind of shit luck this little trash has had, but he actually opened up a sea of ​​energy!"

"Why can a waste body also open up a sea of ​​Qi? It doesn't make sense at all?"

"Oh, his cultivation has reached the eighth level of entraining qi!"

……

Li Qianmo put away the dragon teeth on the ground, looked around, and found that all the disciples in the field were staring at him, unaware that his arrival had caused an uproar.

He looked up and saw the tall statue of Daoist Yinlong, he couldn't help but bowed to him, and then walked all the way to the place where the lottery was drawn, the surrounding disciples scattered when they saw him approaching, pointing at him, suddenly, There was a flash of figures in front of him, and five people blocked his way. When he looked closely, it was Han Jian and the others.

Li Qianmo frowned, and said coldly, "Good dogs don't block the way!"

Qu Yuan sneered and said, "The road is facing the sky. Let's go on one side. We'll just stand here. Why should we give way to you? You won't detour yourself."

Li Qianmo looked gloomy, glanced at them, and said: "You are really stubborn. As monks, you don't practice seriously, and you spend all day thinking about how to squeeze out your fellow disciples. It's no wonder that your cultivation base has been stagnant."

"What are you talking about? Your cultivation level is so high!" Wang Renjie couldn't stand it when he heard this, and shouted loudly, attracting the eyes of all the disciples around him.

Seeing everyone looking at them, Han Jian knew that this matter had gone too far, and wanted to retreat, but he had to save face, so he gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "Little... Li Qianmo, wait, your cultivation base is climbing now." Fast, but as far as I know, the waste body has never been able to open up the sea of ​​​​qi. Since you did it, you must have used some extreme methods. What you gain is bound to be lost. You have the guts to be able to cultivate so quickly when you reach the body training stage !"

His words immediately caused an uproar in the crowd, and the disciples next to him immediately chattered after hearing it.

"That's right, what's that guy's name? It's so insightful. Why didn't I think of it? Then Li Qianmo must have practiced some forbidden technique that requires sacrifice in order to open up the sea of ​​​​Qi. There are still such forbidden techniques. Otherwise, it would be impossible to open up a sea of ​​Qi, waste body, waste body, how could it be possible to open up a sea of ​​Qi!"

"Well, what he said is indeed reasonable. It is estimated that this trash sacrificed his life essence in order to open up the sea of ​​​​qi, so that he can practice so fast. According to my estimation, he sacrificed at least half of his life essence. Stupid, stupid."

"Fart, if there is a way to make the cultivation speed so fast, I am willing to sacrifice my life!"

"I think he cultivated quickly in the early stage, just like what Junior Brother Han Jian said, when he reaches the stage of physical training, his cultivation will stagnate, and there may be endless troubles in the future."

……

There were different opinions among the crowd. Almost all the disciples thought that Han Jian's words were very reasonable. It was deeply ingrained in their hearts that a waste body could not open up a sea of ​​qi.

Hearing these people's guesses, Li Qianmo sneered inwardly. Seeing Han Jian's harsh words, he left and walked through the crowd to the front of the ring.

Many newcomer disciples here are drawing lots, and the queue is very long. According to his estimation, these are only half of the people, and the others have already been caught.

He walked to the end of the line and followed the line step by step.

Finally, it was his turn. There was a big wooden box on a red table with a hole the size of a fist. He reached in and fumbled, but there was only the last wax pellet left in it.

He grabbed the wax pill and crushed it vigorously. It was a small ball of paper. When he unfolded it, "three" was written on it.

"What's the number?" A middle-aged elder standing behind the table asked coldly, his eyes were full of indifference, which made Li Qianmo feel familiar. He remembered that this elder was called Liang Wen. Sometimes, he also looked at himself with this look.

Seeing this look, Li Qianmo felt angry in his heart, but he couldn't show it, imitating his tone and replied coldly: "No. [-]!"

"The arena on the east side."

Li Qianmo didn't want to say a word to him, so he walked to the east of the mountain.

When he came to the ring in the east, he saw men and women around him. Many disciples looked away with strange eyes when they saw him, as if they had seen a plague god. Hi, very calm.

"Little waste!" A cold voice suddenly came from behind, Li Qianmo was shocked, and slowly turned around, it was Li Tianyi.

Li Qianmo stared at Li Tianyi, and said with a gloomy face, "Keep your mouth clean."

"You're trash!" Li Tianyi emphasized the last word "trash" in a mocking tone.

Li Qianmo snorted heavily, and said coldly: "No matter how bad you are, your father stuffed a lot of pills into your mouth, and sprinkled a lot of spirit stones on you. It's been more than 20 years." , you have just entered the realm of the five elements, if it were me, you would have smashed your head against the wall to death, how can you stand here!"

"What are you talking about! You little trash!" Li Tianyi roared angrily upon hearing this.

"Are you deaf, old trash!" Li Qianmo retorted without showing any weakness.

"You're looking for death!" Li Tianyi became furious when he heard this, and he threw out a fiery red magic sword and slashed at him.

"If you have the guts, cut it down with a sword! Come on!" Li Qianmo yelled loudly without showing any weakness, staring at Li Tianyi without blinking. , found that this side is already tense.

Li Tianyi was taken aback by his yelling, and he froze there with the magic sword in his hand. He was so angry just now, but now that he came back to his senses, he regretted not falling. Tiangongfang was turned upside down, and even his father couldn't protect him.

But if this sword is not cut down, he will lose his face, and he only now knows what it means to be in a dilemma when riding a tiger.