Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

The main peak of Qingyuan.

On the mountain road not far from the meeting hall.

"Young Master, the Shangguan Sect Master has sent us to the meeting."

The helmsman lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Qingyuan Sect, things have really changed..."

The Blood-clothed Young Master of the Red Whale Gang looked down at the vast Qingyuan Mountains and suddenly sighed as if he was inspired.

"What are you talking about?"

The helmsman was slightly puzzled.

The gang leader only said that he had to respect this mysterious young master very much, and did not reveal much else.

He naturally thought that the other party might be a young master with a deep background in a big family in the East Wilderness, or the son of a powerful person in other states.

From what the other party said, it seems that he has been to Qingyuan Sect a long time ago?

"All aspects."

The Blood-Cloaked Young Master walked in front with his hands behind his back. He seemed to be in a good mood today and was happy to say a few more words:

"What do you think of the Red Whale Gang now?"

"My Red Whale Gang has many disciples and its ears and eyes are all over Ziyang Prefecture. Wherever the Red Whale goes, it commands the world and is thriving."

The helmsman's tone could not hide a hint of pride.

"Hehe..."

The Blood-Cloaked Young Master did not comment, and casually said:

"How does it compare to the Qingyuan Sect now?"

"Not far behind."

The helmsman has a straightforward personality.

If we talk about the influence in the world now, the Qingyuan Sect can't catch up with the Red Whale Gang.

It's just that today, when he saw that there were many martial arts talents in the Nine Peaks, he gave an evaluation that they were not far behind, otherwise it would be hard to tell them apart.

"What if I say that the Qingyuan Sect in the past, even if it was any peak, could overwhelm the Red Whale Gang in a snap of a finger?"

"This..."

The helmsman was shocked.

He had heard about the glory of Qingyuan Sect in the past, but it was not to this extent.

Without waiting for his answer, the Blood-clothed Young Master pointed casually:

"Look at the Nine Peaks of Qingyuan."

"Weapon casting, elixir, beast control, book compilation, discipline, business, planting, everything is available."

"Which sect in the world is so well-equipped?"

The helmsman seemed to be thinking.

All sects in the world have their own focus.

Those who refine pills are generally famous for refining pills, and those who refine tools make a name for themselves by refining tools. They all have their own skills.

It is rare for a sect like Qingyuan Sect to have a hand in all kinds of things.

Is the Blood-clothed Young Master talking about the secret of Qingyuan Sect's long-lasting prosperity?

But it seems not.

"I am sorry for not welcoming you."

There was a giant man like an iron tower standing in front of him, bowing his hands.

It was a pagoda.

Beside him stood the Lord of Ziyang Mansion and the elder of Zhenshou Peak, Yin Huaxuan.

"It is an honor for the Red Whale Gang to have you here to greet us. How can we say that we are being neglectful?" The leader of the Red Whale Gang returned the greeting with a bow.

He was somewhat flattered, but when he saw the Lord of Ziyang Mansion was there, he understood.

They walked towards the meeting hall together.

As soon as they entered the hall, they saw that all the people from all the sects were there.

Shangguan Wencang sat at the head of the table, still dressed like an old farmer. He was smoking a pipe at this moment, and his eyes were scanning everyone through the smoke, with a majestic aura.

After everyone arrived, he slowly spoke:

"You should all be familiar with the Wuxian Trial of Xiyu Tower."

"Not long ago, my disciples went down the mountain to perform duties and seized a hall swallow."

As the voice sounded.

An iron swallow landed on the long table with a crisp jingle.

Many people in the hall frowned.

Every time the Wujian Trial was held, it was inevitable that there would be trouble. Although this was an activity for Xiyu Tower to select and train assassins, it would cause quite a bit of trouble every time.

There were always many people who wanted to fish in troubled waters.

"This is what I reported."

"The city is the throat of the prefecture, and it cannot be in chaos, so I ask you to lend a hand."

The mansion master stood up and said loudly.

Everyone nodded, willing to help, and then looked at the head seat.

Shangguan Wencang tapped the pipe and slowly said:

"My Qingyuan Sect will send several true disciples and an elder to help."

"This...isn't the number of people too small?"

"Which disciples and elders will the Shangguan Sect Master plan to send?"

The middle-aged man in the Confucian robe of Fen Yulin spoke.

Shangguan Wencang glanced at him:

"For disciples, let's choose the top few in the Nine Peaks Martial Arts. As for the elders..."

"Shang Wu just volunteered to me."

Hiss...

There was a sound of people sucking in air in the arena.

The expression of the Lord of Ziyang Palace froze.

Shang Wu is much more frightening than the Wujian Trial.

......

Afternoon.

The Nine Peaks Martial Arts will continue as scheduled.

Li Mo just met Wang Hao in the cafeteria. I won't go into the details, as they are quite classic.

In short, it is:

"Have you seen Black Hand?"

"Don't let me meet him on the ring.I will see you, or I will take the Chixiao Sword away from you!"

That's about it.

Li Mo noticed that Wang Hao seemed to want the Chixiao Sword, but he didn't seem to be good at swordsmanship?

Guess what happened.

During the afternoon draw, the first group of two people bumped into each other.

"Inner disciple Wang Hao vs. Qun Yufeng's true disciple Li Mo! "

Qian Bufan read out the two waist certificates in a particularly loud voice.

Wang Hao, among the top eight, is the closest to the high-level disciples of the Nine Peaks Martial Arts Competition, and his realm can be said to be the highest among the martial arts competition.

Most of the disciples in the Guanshen realm have long exceeded their age.

Not to mention Guanshen, even the Xuandan realm is extremely rare in the martial arts competition.

"Hehe..."

Wang Hao landed on the stage with a bang, revealing the aura of the inner breath of the Yuye realm, and his arrogance was high.

He looked at Li Mo with cold eyes, and his fists clenched and creaked.

On the opposite side, Li Mo also walked onto the stage .

The atmosphere in the whole venue was a little heated.

Seeing Wang Hao like this, he wanted to eat Li Mo alive.

There is no way to make connections in this round, right?

Li Zhenchuan, whose opponent had surrendered three times in a row, had to make a move in this round.

Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders.

Wang Hao is in the inner breath jade liquid realm.

Li Mo is in the blood and qi realm.

The difference in realm is a bit too big.

On the high platform.

The elders also lowered their eyes and pondered slightly.

They did not doubt Li Mo's fighting power, but Wang Hao was a round older than Li Mo.

The difference was a bit of bullying.

"It's not easy to fight."

"Ying Bing activated her amazing bloodline, and she could fight the inner breath jade liquid with perfect blood and qi. "

While the elders were discussing.

Shang Wu's eyes fell on Li Mo. She hadn't paid attention to her apprentice's progress for a long time.

But she always had a kind of confidence that she couldn't explain clearly and didn't know where it came from. She always felt that...

My dear apprentice has a big advantage?

"Junior Brother Li is awesome! Come on, Junior Brother Li!"

Xiao Qin shouted loudly.

Beside him, Lin Jiang and Murong Xiao felt a little embarrassed. Xiao Qin's shout just now made the three of them the target of public criticism.

Xiao Qin turned around and asked:

"Why don't you shout?"

"Brother Li will definitely win, so... we don't need to cheer."

Lin Jiang lowered his voice.

"This is too eye-catching."

Murong Xiao wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"But if we don't shout, how do people know that we didn't play a fake game? "

Xiao Qin's words awakened the dreamer.

The two leaned back slightly, and a flash of lightning suddenly flashed through their hearts.

So.

"Brother Li is mighty!"

"Brother Li will win!"

It didn't seem so embarrassing when the three of them shouted together.