wait until the fireworks cool off

I dare not go..."

There was no joke in Zhuran's eyes, he looked at Sheng Xiaomo solemnly: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Sheng Xiaomo shook his head.

Zhu Ran sneered, picked up a branch as if nothing had happened, and gently broke it in his hand: "I want to see someone, but I'm afraid of seeing him, your words always remind me of the feeling when I first met Liu Xia..."

Sheng Xiao was startled: "What did you say?"

Zhu Ranruo asked deeply: "What did I say, you still don't understand?"

Sheng Xiaomo was dumbfounded.

"Actually, I'm not surprised at all." Zhuran was surprisingly calm, like a casual prophet: "I remember you always said that you are like a superfluous person in the Palace of Heartlessness, and the master has no time to teach you. My master and others are all with you. They are many years apart, and they are also busy with their own affairs. And that one—not to mention whether it is voluntary or forced—remains reclusive all the year round. Although it is highly respected in the faction, it is actually excluded from long-term affairs .You are all self-important people, but you are all isolated from the mainstream for some reason..."

Sheng Xiaomo found that he didn't even have the energy to argue.He drooped his head like a beaten eggplant: "Zhuran, my heart is very messed up..."

"I understand. You didn't commit suicide and apologize, your heart is already very strong," Zhuran patted him on the shoulder and still teased: "But what are you going to do? Are you going to keep avoiding him?"

"I don't know..." Sheng Xiao said gloomyly, "If Uncle Master knows, he will never want to see me again."

Zhuran was silent for a moment, and sighed to persuade him: "Don't think about it, just play the Fairy Sword Conference well. The days are long, at least you can show some achievements now, at least you can't let him treat you like a child, right?"

Sheng Xiaomo raised her head in astonishment: "You... what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Hey, I only give you advice when you are a brother, don't you want me to help? Then I'm leaving." Zhuran stood up and patted the dirt on the robe.

"No...how...how is this possible?" Sheng Xiaomo couldn't believe it.He actually wanted to help him?And Qingyu?

"Sheng Xiaomo, Sheng Xiaomo, in terms of seniority, you are still my uncle, how dare you have the courage to daydream?" Zhuran had an expression that he didn't like him: "I won't waste this time with you, I'm going to find Lucia."

"Hey hey!" Sheng Xiaomo stopped him, hesitating a little: "You really help me?"

Zhuran accepted the joke, looked at him and said solemnly: "Sheng Xiaomo, God helps those who help themselves. It doesn't matter whether I help you or not, you have to ask your own heart first."

After saying that, he wandered away, leaving Sheng Xiaomo to stay where he was.

The Immortal Sword Conference is coming soon. This is the biggest grand ceremony in Changliu Mountain in the past five years, and this time it coincides with the eight faction league once every ten years, so its grandeur and intensity are even higher than the last Immortal Sword Conference.

The so-called eight faction league is a competition mode set up by Changliu and the major immortal factions for mutual exchange and exchange.The previous Fairy Sword Conferences in Changliu were divided into apprenticeship group competitions and non-apprenticeship group competitions.The non-apprentice group is mostly new disciples who have stayed at the beginning of the year. Although there are many good seedlings with excellent talents, their cultivation is relatively low-level overall, and there are elders arbitrating and disciples of the Discipline Pavilion to supervise and guard them, so the risk is not great.The competition in the apprentice group is open to all Changliu disciples who have reached the age of 15. The contestants have a certain level of cultivation. The competition can not only show their skills and win honors, but also a contest between the forces of the Nine Pavilions and a struggle between light and darkness. In the center of the contradiction, the degree of intense danger is not in the same order of magnitude as that of the unapprentice group.And this year coincided with the eight faction league, and the seven friendly factions except Changliu sent a total of [-] disciples to participate.Therefore, in this year's apprenticeship group competition, before the top ten finalists competed for the battle of leaders, each of them had to randomly select one person from among the [-] foreign disciples to fight, and the victor could enter the battle of leaders, so the difficulty was even more difficult. better than previous games.

The majestic bell of the main hall rang, and all the immortals of the seven friendship factions and the elders of the nine pavilions all stood up, and saw the real Yandao and the immortal Qingyu flying back and forth on the jade seat in the center, so magnificent that one could only look up .Qing Yu changed from the plain and simple clothes of the past, wearing an elegant purple jade crown on his head, and a gorgeous bright yellow dress embroidered with elegant dark gold patterns, a stone blue belt around his waist, and only a blue palace pendant. Stone, like Linfeng Zhilan, stands on the high platform, the jade face is not as easy-going as usual, but a little more solemn, with a sense of nobility and elegance of the highest in the fairy world, which can only be seen from a distance but not approached.

Standing among the disciples, Sheng Xiaomo didn't hear what the others said at all, but quietly looked up at the dignified and calm figure in the distance.Although when he was young, he had also seen Qing Yu dressed up in various ceremonies in Changliu, but those strange impressions have long been blurred.After all, in the years when Sheng Xiaomo remembered clearly, Qing Yu was just a simple and modest elder beside him, without any complicated identity or status, as if he would merge with the jade table wooden slips and wisteria vines in the Palace of Ecstasy at any time.But at this moment, that person was right in front of his eyes. Although it made his admiration and reverence grow, it also reminded him mercilessly that such an unattainable celestial venerable, how could he be presumptuous? obsession?

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly someone came over and punched him, and he regained his senses.

"What are you looking at? The game is about to start." Takeran followed his gaze and looked up.

Sheng Xiaomo's expression was a little confused: "It's nothing."

"Why, do you feel that he is so high and out of reach?" Zhuran understood, and began to speak harshly again.

Sheng Xiaomo was startled, and remained silent.

"The Immortal Sword Conference is your home game," Zhuran looked at him and said sincerely, "what you want yourself to look like is what you see in his eyes, cheer up, huh?"

Looking at his friend's supportive eyes, Sheng Xiao paused for a moment, then nodded seriously.

Soon the games started one after another.Sheng Xiaomo first watched Zhuran's first match, seeing that he won with ease, he felt a little more at ease.Soon it was his turn to play. The opponent was an unfamiliar male disciple who looked older than him. Seeing that he was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old disciple, he might have underestimated the enemy, but he knocked him down in three moves. After landing on the ground, the disciple was obviously still a little unresponsive.

After hearing the verdict, the disciple knocked on the gong for judgment, and then Sheng Xiaomo slowly landed on the ground and let out a slight breath.Before going on the field, he calculated carefully. During this fight, he had to think that he would have to fight a lot in the last top ten battle. The opponents in the back were getting stronger and stronger. Obviously, he had to fight quickly in order to save as much stamina as possible for the decisive battle.

The Immortal Sword Conference is a two-two battle elimination system. After three days of competition, fewer and fewer opponents have advanced, but they have become stronger and stronger.Jingyao finally made it to the top eight of the unappreciated teacher group. Although her results were good, it was still a bit of a mystery if she wanted to enter the first direct line of the Jiuge.Liu Xia was in the top [-] of the teacher apprentice group and lost to Ming Yuangong, the head disciple of the Fengmo Pavilion. Sheng Xiaomo and Zhuran both entered the top [-] of the teacher apprentice group. Ten into ten draws have not yet drawn the opponent.

Sheng Xiaomo's [-]-in-[-] was a bit difficult. He had practiced with Qing Yu all year round, and his attributes were already wood-like like Qing Yu's, but this time the opponent he drew was a student who practiced metal spells.Although the other party's cultivation base was comparable to his or even slightly inferior to his, but taking advantage of the relative attributes, the two of them still spent an incense stick of time in mid-air.Fortunately, this guy's stamina is mediocre, so he finally told him to wait until he was free and gave him a hard blow, knocking him to the ground, and successfully advanced to the top ten.

"Looks like we're going to meet at the battle of the leaders." Standing proudly on the sidelines, Zhu Ran said to Sheng Xiao who had just finished the game while waiting for his game to start.

Sheng Xiaomo finally won the competition, his face was flushed with excitement, and he was slightly panting: "If I really fight you for the leader, I will abstain."

Just as Zhuran was about to impress what brother was the first and came second in the competition, he heard this guy who was dying to add: "After all, I am also an elder, how can I bully the younger generation?"

Zhuran almost vomited blood: "Okay, Sheng Xiaomo, just wait!" After speaking, he flew into the air with his sword.

By the time twenty entered ten, most of the disciples had already been eliminated, so more and more people watched the competition.Seeing that the bamboo was staining the arena, a male disciple in a light lake green palace gown in the opposite crowd also jumped into the air.The male disciple was holding a copper-green sword that was about three feet long, the sword was glowing with a green light, it seemed to be not a vulgar thing.

This disciple named Xunliu was born with extraordinary appearance, Sheng Xiaomo didn't know him, but for some reason, he felt an instinctive dislike for this person, only felt that his eyes were as shrewd and cunning as a bee.He suddenly wanted to remind Zhuran to be careful, but the gong for the start of the game had already sounded.

The two in the air quickly fought together.The opponent's sword was very powerful, but Zhuran's sapphire sword was definitely not ordinary. When the two swords clashed, the fairy light slashed down from the sky, red, white, yellow and green, very fierce and dazzling.Mo Yan has always been strict in teaching Zhuran, and his swordsmanship is strict and murderous, and it is very complete in both offense and defense.Xunliu's moves and fierce attacks were all resolved by Zhuran one by one. In a fit of anger, he showed cowardice, causing Zhuran to seize the gap, and once he turned his attack against the target, he lost his offensive.Zhuran rushed forward with one move after another, Xun Liu was overwhelmed and retreated again and again, and there was endless applause from the outside.

Seeing that the victory and defeat were almost divided, Zhuran suddenly frowned, as if suffering from pain, and his sword moves lost their sharpness in an instant.Xunliu took the opportunity to counterattack, and the scene was reversed. Zhuran gradually became unable to do what he wanted, and was shot down to the ground by him after less than ten moves.

"Changliu disciples, follow the flow and win!" Almost at the same time that Zhuran fell to the ground, the adjudicating disciples beat the gong to decide the winner, and there was an uproar around.

"Zhuran!" Sheng Xiaomo rushed into the arena.Seeing the cold sweat on his forehead, remembering the strange situation just now, Sheng