Supreme Tianyin

Chapter 135 Huangfu Qinglan
The Sifang Holy City is a human city that took a hundred years to build after the Sifang Holy Sect was promoted to a sixth-rank sect. Because of the existence of the Sifang Holy Sect, the Sifang City is also named the Holy City. It is a human city where all warriors in the Jinlan Realm gather.

In this city, there are only warriors, even the most ordinary people, who are at the fifth or sixth level of Cyclone Realm.

There are tens of millions of warriors in the Sifang Holy City all the year round, among which the disciples of the Sifang Holy Sect occupy less than half. Every disciple of the Sifang Holy Sect, even if it is just an outer disciple, will be superior to others in the Sifang Holy City.

The sect of the Sifang Holy Sect is not in the Holy City, but on the Sifang Holy Mountain, which is three thousand miles away from the Sifang Holy City.

The reason why the Sifang Sacred Sect is called the Sifang is because there are four major suzerains in its sect.

The four major suzerains of this generation are respectively, suzerain Ruyi, suzerain Bingxin, suzerain Qianmian, suzerain Piaoyun, and there is also a great elder who is at the same level as the suzerain.

On Ruyi Peak, a girl who looks like a banished fairy stands on the top of the mountain, her pair of clear eyes seem to contain countless mysteries, making people get lost in it at a glance. Become gentle in front of the girl.

Gently pulling up a few strands of black hair scattered on the back, the white dress fluttered gently with the gentle mountain wind.

The girl's facial features are exquisite, and every detail seems to be carefully carved by the heavens through countless nights. The beauty is beyond belief. At this moment, the girl's eyes are looking at the west, and the boy who can't move on the bed but keeps making her happy always flashes in her mind. .

"Qinglan." At this time, a voice sounded from far behind, and a beautiful woman about 25 or [-] years old appeared behind Huangfu Qinglan.

Huangfu Qinglan turned around, every move was full of disturbing beauty.

"Master." Huangfu Qinglan said softly, his voice was ethereal and sweet, like the most beautiful voice in the world, if Fang Litian was here, he would definitely feel that this voice was familiar to the depths of his heart.

Sect Master Ruyi smiled slightly, his face was full of pity and love, he gently combed Huangfu Qinglan's hair that was blown by the mountain wind with his right hand, and said softly: "If you let you practice outside for nine years, you won't blame the teacher. Respect, all the saints of the Sifang Sacred Sect have to go through this nine-year experience, and no one can change this."

Huangfu Qinglan shook his head lightly, "Qinglan understands, Master treats me like a parent and child, so how could Qinglan blame Master for it?"

"Then why didn't I see you smile as a teacher after you came back a year ago."

Huangfu Qinglan was slightly taken aback, and a figure seemed to flash in his mind.

Sect Master Ruyi sighed softly. When she was practicing in the mortal world, she became taciturn and lost her smile when she came back, just like Huangfu Qinglan. But she is the saint of the Sifang Sacred Sect, so the pain can only be borne by herself. Even though she has now become the peak master of Ruyi Peak and one of the four masters of the Sifang Sacred Sect, she still dare not cross the threshold.

I can only bury that figure in my heart forever.

"Qinglan, you are the saint of Ruyi Peak, and you are destined to become the Ruyi suzerain in the future. There are some things, let's let go as soon as possible." A complex look flashed in the Ruyi suzerain's eyes, and he said seriously.

Huangfu Qinglan nodded, but his eyes became confused.

Ruyi suzerain didn't know how to speak, so he remained silent for a while, and took out the Tenglong list from Xumijie.

"This is the Tenglong Ranking compiled by Shangwu Pavilion. You are ranked third. Let's take a look, so you can get to know your opponents this time."

"En." Huangfu Qinglan took it, and looked through it carefully, and the Ruyi Sect Master was waiting by the side, without saying a word.

When Huangfu Qinglan saw that she was ranked third, she was neither happy nor frustrated, as if she had nothing to do with her. Turning the pages, Huangfu Qinglan read quickly, but every warrior on the list It was all firmly in her heart.

The 72 martial artist Xiao Banzhuxiang was finished by him, but when she saw Fang Litian who was ranked 72.

Gu Jing Bubo's complexion changed slightly, and even his breathing began to become short. The eyes of Ruyi Suzerain flashed, and Fang Litian's name was recorded in his eyes from a few meters away.

"He seems to be called Fang Litian, and he also seems to be from Tiannan Kingdom. If he regains his freedom after I left that day, it seems that his real cultivation time will only be more than a year." The Sovereign's gaze became calm again.

"How is it?" Sect Master Ruyi pretended not to notice Huangfu Qinglan's expression just now.

"This Tenglong list is very objective and fair." Huangfu Qinglan said.

"The "Spiritual Alchemy" is a high-rank and low-rank kung fu. You have already cultivated to the tenth level. This time I want you to win the first place in the competition."

Huangfu Qinglan nodded.

……

Four Sacred Peaks.

A huge waterfall that runs through the entire mountain peak falls from the Nine Heavens. In the pool below the waterfall, a young man about 20 years old shot out from the upper body of the water. Suddenly, there was a long roar, and the wanton energy swept away, and the surrounding seemed to be Like being swept away by a strong wind.

Ouyang Wen connected dots in the air, and landed firmly on a bare rock. The scenery in his eyes was unpredictable, like a reincarnation.

"The "Drowning Magic Art" is only the best in the middle, but I have already cultivated to the tenth level, reached perfection, and my strength has increased to another level, Qinglan, even if your skills are high-level and low-level, I will definitely make you submit to me this time .” Ouyang Wen took out a blue robe from Xumijie to cover up his proud body.

……

Thousand Faces Peak, Bingxin Peak, Piaoyun Peak.

The other three saintesses have already raised their strength to the best level, and they are just waiting for the day of the competition.

……

To the north of the Jinlan Continent, a fourth-level monster, the Black Shadow, soars in the sky. Every time it spreads its wings, it can fly over a thousand meters. The huge wings are 30 meters wide. More than ten people did not seem crowded.

However, on the back of the Black Magic Eagle at this time, there are only five people, the most obvious ones are only two people, one looks 50 or [-] years old, his eyes flashed occasionally, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

The other person looked twenty-three and stood with his hands behind his back. His resolute face was full of indifference, and the hands behind his back had thick knuckles, and traces of sharp breath circulated on them.

This person is obviously Zhou Taoyong, the eldest disciple of Cangmang Sect, the seventh-rank sect ranked second on the Tenglong List.

"Taoyong, this martial arts competition is no longer just for the relics to enter the quota competition. Apart from the Sifang Sacred Sect, there is a faint comparison between the rankings of the seventh-rank sects in the Jinlan Realm. You are all the best figures in the next generation of your respective sects. Your strength also represents a part of the sect's strength, so you must not be careless." The chief elder of the Cangmang Sect said in a deep voice.

Zhou Taoyong narrowed his eyes, "My only opponent this time is Ouyang Wen, and no one else is qualified to be my opponent."

The great elder of the Cangmang Sect nodded in satisfaction, "That's good, I see your talent, although you are a few years older than them, but even if they reach your age, they may not be stronger than you."

The corner of Zhou Taoyong's mouth twitched. What he hates the most is when people talk about his age. Among the younger generation, he is considered the oldest, but he has practiced more than others out of thin air, but he still can't overwhelm Ouyang Wen , which made him very dissatisfied.

For this example, he will definitely tell others with his strength that even if you are the same age as me, you will still not be my opponent.

……

To the south of Jinlan's boundary, a figure is running on the ground. Ordinary people can't even catch the shadow, they can only feel a breeze blowing by. This person is covered in animal skins, and he looks up at the sky from time to time. However, he immediately stopped and yelled to take me a ride.

But no one paid attention to him.

Another third-level monster, Bai Yupeng, flew 50 meters above his head, and was about to disappear into the sky. No matter how much Chu Zhongtian yelled, the people standing on top of Bai Yupeng ignored him.

Worrying around his head irritably, Chu Zhongtian said in pain: "We are still nearly [-] miles away from the Sifang Holy City, and there are still six days until the day of the martial arts competition. , If you go back without getting something, he will beat me to death, no matter, this time the monster flies so low, it looks like it's pretending, be sure to let me give me a ride!"

Chu Zhongtian took a deep breath, his rock-like muscles were rapidly expanding, his eyes were bulging, and his legs were slightly bent.

"Explode me!" Chu Zhongtian yelled, and stomped his legs hard on the ground, leaving a big crater with a radius of ten meters on the spot. The whole figure was like a human-shaped cannonball and shot towards Bai Yupeng in the distance.

On Bai Yupeng, there were two young men, a man and a woman. The woman looked eighteen or nineteen years old, and the man was in his twenties. The hospitality of the face.

"Junior Shirou, Martial Arts Pavilion's vision is not fake. You can see my talent and strength at a glance, and I have been ranked in the Tenglong List. However, there is still one thing that is not very good in Martial Arts Pavilion. With my strength, at least I can enter the list." In the top 64, I am now only ranked [-]th, and when I beat the ones ahead of me one by one, Shangwu Pavilion will regret it."

"Junior Sister Shirou, you are also ranked on the Tenglong list, and you are still No. 31. You will definitely be able to enter the top ten. My royal family of Nanyan Kingdom will have two warriors at the top of the Tenglong list at once, and it will definitely shine." Lu Zhanhua said with a smile. A flattering smile, the mouth has not stopped.

Nanyan Kingdom is not a big country on the border of Jinlan, but a medium-sized country, but the comprehensive strength of this medium-sized country is only slightly inferior to that of Dawei, and Lu Zhanhua is a prince of Nanyan Kingdom.

"Senior Brother Lu, the ranking is not what you say, it depends on your strength, what kind of strength stands in what position, you have to know yourself." Shi Rou couldn't stand Lu Zhanhua's long-winded words, and said coldly.

Lu Zhanhua was embarrassed for a while and didn't know what to say. At this moment, a dangerous aura came from behind, and Bai Yupeng seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

A boy wrapped in animal skins appeared, making Lu Zhanhua furious, "Who are you, do you know who I am, do you want to die!" Just happened to suffer a loss from Shi Rou, Lu Zhanhua saw an uninvited guest, immediately Just furious.

Without further ado, Lu Zhanhua was about to strike, but Chu Zhongtian just slapped Lu Zhanhua casually, causing Lu Zhanhua to vomit blood.

Chu Zhongtian chuckled, and said naively: "I'm going to the Sifang Holy City to participate in the martial arts competition, can you give me a ride?"

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