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Cultivation Conference

The cultivation world will hold a grand meeting on Lhotse every ten years.

According to legend, the fourth day of April is not only the day when the Cultivation Conference is held, but also the day when Xuanyuangu, the No.

The cultivation world at that time was not as peaceful and prosperous as it is now.

There is no clear division of territory among the sects and sects, and there are no sect rules and patriarchal clans that can restrain behavior.

Not only are there constant conflicts between mortals and cultivators, but the cultivators themselves fight and fight all day long for secret books, magic weapons, elixir and so on.

Seeing this situation, Xuanyuangu, who had already reached the stage of cultivation in the late Mahayana period, felt that he could not sit idly by.

He suppressed tens of thousands of monks by himself, and imposed various rules to maintain the stability of the cultivation world.

But because of this, his vitality was seriously injured. From the late stage of Mahayana, which was only one step away from ascending, he abruptly dropped a big realm, and fell to the late stage of crossing the catastrophe, where his cultivation stagnated and he could not make any progress.

Until the fourth day of April, when he was teaching the exercises and virtues to the monks on Lhotse Peak, he actually soared in the daytime in front of everyone.

So far, every year on the fourth day of April, all monks will spontaneously gather on Lhotse Peak.

On the one hand, they want to remember the deceased heroes who have already ascended, and on the other hand, they also want to learn more about the places where the ascended ones once lived, trying to find a chance to become immortals.

Some monks will take this opportunity to discuss with each other and learn from each other, and many people even improve their realm through such exchanges, which attracts more people to gather on Lhotse Peak on the fourth day of April.

Over time, the fourth day of April eventually became the day when young elite disciples of various sects competed and communicated every ten years.

The cultivation level of the participating disciples is stipulated at Foundation Establishment and above, and the age limit is between 15 and 30 years old.

Without exception, those who meet this condition are the best disciples of each sect. To some extent, they are enough to represent the strength of each sect.

The comprehension conference has been held hundreds of times so far, and there are winners from various factions, but in the last few hundred years, Qianqingzong has won the first place.

And the winner of each conference will occupy the first position in the cultivation world within ten years and become the leader of the cultivation world.

At this time, the top of Lhotse Peak was clean and tidy, and the huge arena was more than ten feet in diameter, which was extremely magnificent.

The heads of the various sects sat on the futons at the outermost edge of the peak, and some of them who were close to each other would chat with each other from time to time, while those who were far away were limited to nodding their heads, or simply exchanging greetings.

As the winner of the last comprehension conference, Gu Mingyuan, the patriarch of Qianqing Sect, was sitting on the highest lotus pedestal with his wife Shang Xue.

Both of them are dressed in white, with a fairy appearance.

The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful. Many juniors who are participating in the cultivation conference for the first time in the field are full of admiration.

The vacant space under the arena was filled with cultivators from various sects and sects according to the pre-divided positions.

Some of them are young disciples who come to participate in the competition of the conference, some are struggling people who hope to watch the competition and try to break through the barrier, and some are masters who come to argue with others.

The colors of the costumes of different sects are different. From a distance, people only feel dazzled, and the colors are as bright as haze.

"Gu Mingyuan, the head of the Qianqing Sect, and his wife, Shang Xue, are really affectionate. How many years have passed, and they are still the same as when they were newly married!"

"Hehe, maybe it's all fake, who knows what's going on behind the scenes?"

"If you have time to talk about the relationship between husband and wife, it's better to pay more attention to the disciples of Qianqingzong who participated in the conference this year. It is said that they are all popular candidates to win the championship, and each one is stronger than the other."

"Who is there?"

"It should be Yunzhu and Li Fengye who have the most voices to win the championship."

"The highest voice may not necessarily be the strongest. It's about building momentum. Anyone who understands it."

"Hey, let me tell you, is Qian Qingzong practicing some evil method behind his back? Otherwise, why do they win the championship every year?"

"Isn't that right? In the past, various sects and sects took turns to win the championship. I don't know when it started. Qianqingzong suddenly emerged. I really wondered what was wrong."

"Hmm... According to what you said, it seems that something is really wrong."

Hearing someone speak ill of Gan Qingzong behind his back, Gu Xi was so angry that he grabbed Xiaopang's waist, raised his leg and was about to rush over to argue with him, but was dragged back directly by Yun Zhu by the back of his neck.

Gu Xi, who was dragged back, struggled desperately, and said angrily: "Fourth senior brother, let me down!"

"Don't let go," stuffed a handful of beans into his mouth with his backhand, and Yunzhu bit it, looking at the whispering crowd not far away, with a playful smile: "Gu Doudou, don't go out to scare the snake, I will Wait and see how these fools will be taught a lesson, long memory."

Gu Xi snorted childishly when she heard this, her round almond eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

He couldn't break away from Yunzhu's claws, his eyes rolled around, and when he glanced diagonally to the rear, he caught a glimpse of He Chengyuan's figure, and immediately shouted: "He Chengyuan, come and save me. The fourth brother is a big villain, he won't let me down."

He Chengyuan, who had been paying attention to Gu Xi all the time, immediately walked over when he heard the child calling him.

He was kidnapped by Yunzhu once before, and he didn't have a good impression of Yunzhu at all. In addition, he didn't know that Yunzhu and Gu Xi were used to playing around on weekdays. The sword in the room was drawn out.

The blade was shaken by the sun to create a dazzling light curtain, which caused a lot of exclamation from the surroundings.

Yun Zhu was teasing his little junior brother, but he didn't pay attention when he heard the quarrel behind him. He was still smiling when he caught a glimpse of He Chengyuan walking over from the corner of his eyes: "Oh, brother He is here too? I planned to take Doudou to find And you."

"Come on, come on, look out for those people who don't want to, and there will be a good show in a while."

Before Yunzhu finished speaking, He Chengyuan raised his sword and stabbed at Yunzhu.

There was no hesitation.

Having seen his mother die tragically before his eyes, and being beaten to death by Zhao San every day, He Chengyuan has long lost the standard by which normal children look at the world.

He would bite off the ears of children who bullied him,

He will lead the villagers who came to catch him to feed the wolves,

He also tried to smash Zhao San's head with a stone.

His immature young heart has no concept of goodness at all, and he has long been accustomed to death.

Seeing Gu Xi struggling in Yunzhu's hands and asking him for help, He Chengyuan's eyes were scarlet and his expression was terrifying.

Yunzhu let out a low cry of surprise, raised his hand and slapped the sword in He Chengyuan's hand.

He saw He Chengyuan staring at him, with his pupils straight in a line like a wolf, exuding a desperate ferocity from his whole body, and he felt a chill go straight from the soles of his feet to his heart.

Looking at the saber that fell on the ground, Yun Zhu's eyes darkened, and he changed his usual idle attitude: "He Chengyuan, children, don't swing your sword indiscriminately."

There was no expression on He Chengyuan's face, he bent down to pick up the sword silently, as if he didn't hear Yun Zhu's words.

Holding the sword in his hand again, He Chengyuan stared at Yun Zhu's face and said hoarsely, "Put him down."

He Chengyuan was less than Yunzhu's waist height, and his thin body seemed to be blown away by the wind. No matter how he looked at it, he did not pose any threat to Yunzhu.

But Yun Zhu felt cold in his heart unconsciously.

He frowned, and he vaguely understood what Shang Xue had said to him back then.

……

"Your wife, I have dealt with countless people over the years, but I have never seen such cold eyes, let alone a child who is only seven years old."

Shang Xue's tone was full of worry: "Yunzhu, you have the best relationship with Doudou. If you have the opportunity, persuade him more and let him stay away from that He Chengyuan."

"That child is a wolf cub at all. If he is not familiar with him, he might bite back at any time."

"Oh, sad people."

……

Gu Xi, who was being carried by Yunzhu all the time, was stunned by the scene where He Chengyuan tried to assassinate Yunzhu just now.

He saw He Chengyuan looking at him with light-coloured vertical pupils, and recalled the first day he saw He Chengyuan, the scene where He Chengyuan bit off someone else's ear, he was frightened for a moment, tightly clung to Yunzhu's arm, shrunk his head and went straight Yun Zhu hides behind.

Gu Xi was obviously trying to avoid his movements and his fearful expression, which made He Chengyuan panicked for a moment.

He didn't understand why Gu Xi treated him with such an attitude.

It was obvious that Gu Xi called him to come and save people just now, so he came here.

But why is Gu Xi avoiding him now?

The child's eyes were blank, and the fingers holding the sword were clenched and then loosened.

Yunzhu hurriedly took the opportunity to snatch the sword from He Chengyuan's hand.

He was not worried that He Chengyuan could really hurt him, but he was mainly worried that He Chengyuan would not scratch himself with the sword, or accidentally scratched Gu Xi.

Although his wife told him that He Chengyuan was not a good child, but Yunzhu knew in his heart that He Chengyuan tried to stab him with a sword because Gu Xi just yelled for help.

The child took the play between him and Gu Xi seriously, thinking that Gu Xi really asked him to come and save people.

Knowing that it was impossible to defeat him, he drew his sword and rushed over without hesitation in an attempt to protect his little brother...

How could such a child be unfamiliar?

When Yunzhu took the sword from He Chengyuan's hand, He Chengyuan didn't resist.

All his attention was on Gu Xi.

He saw Gu Xi showing half of his face from behind Yunzhu, quietly sizing him up with timid eyes, as if he was looking at some strange monster.

disgusting,

scary,

A monster that desperately tries to stay away.

Almost instantly, He Chengyuan's brows were extremely low, his eyes were red, and his chest heaved violently.

Just as the three of them were stalemate in silence, drums beating all around the arena, and the huge sound swept over like a stormy sea, shaking everyone's minds!

Accompanied by the deafening drumbeat, the crowd erupted into loud cheers.

The Cultivation Conference officially begins.