After the return of Qing Leng Xianzun

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In the early morning of the next day, the branch breaking will officially begin.

When Dongfang Fei and the others came, many sects had already arrived ahead of schedule.

There are nearly 150 sects participating in this competition, and each sect has more than ten people. Therefore, there are more than 2000 people gathered in the sect square at the moment.

The disciples of each faction didn't dare to make more troubles due to the fact that their masters were by their side. They stood aside obediently. do not go in.

Qingcang faction is a small faction, so small that Dongfang Fei has been here for a long time, and no one came up to talk to him.He was also happy and at ease, quietly observing the situation of the various factions.

For him, all the people in front of him are unfamiliar faces, and he needs to be seated quickly.

The other sects are all a row of disciples, who are as vigorous as a well-growing little white poplar, but the Qingcang sect only has two or three kittens, which is pitiful no matter how you look at it.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and some people talk about it in private——

"Why is there only four people in that sect, and they are still dressed in messy clothes. Is this to make up the number?"

"Am I not mistaken? That's Hua Bufei from the Qing Cang Sect? Didn't you get mad at the Fairy Gate Conference last time, and now you're here to participate in the Branch Breaking Conference? Is this a shame?"

"Come on, I think they will all be eliminated in the first round of trials. This is clearly coming to Tianshuangmen to eat and drink!"

Qing Ao was angry and nervous, and squeezed Qing Wu's sleeves tightly.

Bei Xuechen had no expression on her face, but looked at Dongfang Fei with a deep expression, as if she was planning something.

As soon as the time came, a servant boy said loudly, "Welcome Immortal Baishuang!"

The audience fell silent, and then all factions bowed their hands and saluted, "Welcome Immortal Baishuang!"

Dongfang Fei and his group of four stood still, looking extremely abrupt, and were glared several times by the disciples of Tianshuangmen.

In the midst of a mountain of cheers and greetings, the door of the palace opened just now, and a man in white came out and landed lightly on the central high platform.

The man was dressed in a white flowing frost robe, his facial features were as soft as clouds, and he had a gentle smile. At first glance, he seemed easy to get along with. There was a delicate frost flower mark between his eyebrows, and a golden palace feather symbolizing unparalleled nobility was tied around his waist. , a mighty immortal energy surged all over his body, and he was already a strong man in the fusion stage.

The whole person looks gentle, compassionate and holy, just like a living Buddha.

It is the head of the Tianshuang Sect, the current leader of the fairy world - Baishuang Immortal Venerable, Buy Yunshuang.

Buy Yunshuang accepted everyone's worship peacefully, and then returned with a smile like a spring breeze, "Everyone has worked hard from a long distance, why do you need to be so polite? It's my deity who came late, and I hope you will forgive me."

Buy Yunshuang was talking about some grandiose scenes on the stage, while Qing Ao snorted softly below, "It's clear that I waited for others to salute before coming out like a lady, but now I say that there is no need to be polite, tsk, put on a show!"

Fortunately, Buy Yunshuang didn't talk nonsense for too long. After interacting with all the heads and saying hello, he sat down gracefully, and the presiding elder introduced the rules.

Because there are so many martial arts participating in each Branch Breaking Festival, the first match is usually a selection match——Climbing the Peak and Breaking Branches.

To put it bluntly, it is the audition first, and the rules are very simple. If you climb to the top and get the number plate, you will win. There are four rounds of climbing and breaking branches. Ten winners will be selected in each round, and a total of 40 people will be selected to enter the next competition.

Each school can send three disciples to participate in each round. The disciples who get the number plate will advance, and those who don't will be eliminated and unable to participate in subsequent competitions.

There were 150 sects present, and each sect brought a lot of disciples. Therefore, 450 people participated in each round.Among so many people, especially in an environment surrounded by strong people, it is extremely difficult to get the top ten. Many sects lost in the first game in a mess. After five rounds of trials, there was not a single disciple who was promoted, so they could only be disheartened All the way home.

At this time, if there is a disciple who has been promoted, it will be the glory of the entire sect. He can claim to be the top forty newcomers in the new cultivation world when he goes out.

"Then, I announce that the peak-climbing and branch-breaking contest has officially begun! Everyone will enter the fantasy world of Yunfeng, and the top ten who climb the peak first in each round will win. I wish you all success on the summit!" said the elder of Tianshuangmen. After that, he and other elders opened a whirlpool-like door in the center. The light inside the door was eerie, and the situation could not be seen clearly. Fortunately, there was a huge water mirror in the center of the square, which instantly displayed the game scene in the illusion.

In the first round, Dongfang Fei did not send anyone to play, but stood still to observe the situation of the game.

In the water mirror, as soon as the competition started, those participating disciples found that they could not fly with their swords, so they rushed up one by one with their physical strength. There were fierce beasts attacking on the road from time to time, or sword arrays, and many disciples directly rolled down the cliff and were eliminated , sent out with a face full of unwillingness.

In addition to natural disasters and ferocious beasts, the participating disciples of various sects also beat each other to the death. Those who put poison and put hidden weapons all wanted to kick the opponent down and eliminate them, turning the summit into a blocking battle.

The first person to climb the peak was a Tianshuang sect disciple who received the first flower branch. After that, nine people came up one after another. personal.

The disciple who received the flower branch was sent out with a victor's smile on his face.

The second round, the third round...

"I said, Hua Bufei, are you planning to watch the whole battle? Why didn't you send any of your disciples?" Someone beside him sneered.

"Is he trying to find a pattern? How stupid, who knows that this Yunfeng illusion is different every time, so there is no pattern at all!"

Dongfang Fei didn't pay attention to these gossips at all, just quietly looked at the picture in the water mirror, and looked at the situation of the remaining disciples present from time to time, as if he was calculating something quickly.

Qing Ao also watched very carefully at the beginning, but later found that it was useless to watch. The situation in each round is very different, and it all depends on improvisation.

It was only when he was sleepy that Dongfang Fei finally said, "You three go."

This is the fourth and final round.

Other sects carefully select three contestants, but Dongfang Fei doesn't need to choose at all, either they don't get in, or they get all three, putting all their eggs in one basket.

Before leaving, Dongfang Fei asked the three of them a few words, and then patted them on the shoulder, "Go, don't forget what you said as a teacher."

Qing Ao stiffened nervously, nodding frequently, Qing Wu is usually very Buddhist, but at this time he also looked a little nervous.

Bei Xuechen also seemed a little nervous. Before leaving, she seemed to have sprained her foot. Dongfang Fei subconsciously helped her, but he hugged her waist along the way——

A refreshing youthful breath came, Dongfang Fei froze slightly, just about to push him away, but Bei Xuechen had already stood up by himself.

When Bei Xue stood up, she took the fan out of Dongfang Fei's sleeve, unfolded it with a bang, and smiled, "Master, how about giving this fan as a talisman to my disciple?"

Dongfang Fei: "..."

Bei Xuechen waved to him, and carried the two juniors into the illusion.

Can you trip on flat ground?Dongfang Fei had a headache, and always felt that this Bei Xuechen was a little out of tune.

The suzerain of the Golden Lion Sect next to him burst out laughing, and his tone was a bit yin and yang, "Sect Master Hua, after thousands of choices, he finally chose to play in the final round? It's a pity that these three disciples of yours don't seem to be very successful. ah……"

"This is not in line with the tradition of the "great" Qing Cang Sect, the inheritor of your Yunmen mantle. Didn't it mean that your Qing Cang Sect used to have thousands of disciples? Why did you bring so three here today?" Another small sect The head also joined the topic, sneering at the Qingcang faction.

We all know that the Qingcang faction was once extremely brilliant, but now it has fallen into this bear, directly changing from a proud phoenix to a wild chicken.

As a result, everyone pushed the wall down, and bullying and running on the Qing Cang Sect has become a pleasure for many small and medium sects.

If it was Hua Bufei from before, she might have gritted her teeth and endured it in silence. At most, she was so squeezed out and gave them a vicious look, which drew even more ruthless ridicule.

Dongfang Fei glanced at the heads of those sects, then at their disciples, and lazily said, "Not much, three are enough. It's not as good as the disciples of your sect, it's difficult to get one after thirty, cannon fodder Day trip."

The head of the Golden Lion Sect: "!!!"

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In the water mirror, the final round of summit competition begins.

Every round of the competition touched the heartstrings of all the masters present. It was very gratifying to see my apprentice beating others, and my heart felt like a cat scratching when I saw my apprentice being beaten.

As soon as the competition started, several disciples from Tianshuangmen and Fengxiao Villa rushed to the front, as if not giving others a chance to enter the top six.

The three disciples of the Qingcang Sect were submerged in the vast ocean of disciples, and they looked inconspicuous. They were about 100 or so at the beginning, and they moved forward with difficulty. Everyone's attention was on the front, almost No one noticed them.

Bei Xuechen never thought in his life that one day he would compete with rookies from the cultivation world.

This is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that he will bring two real rookies to compete together.

He is a majestic demon king, and he can make these little rookies in front of him go to the west in an instant with a single sleeve, but he has to be patient and suppress the demonic energy, and use the less-than-skilled immortal method to fight for a promotion spot here.

If it wasn't for what he wanted here, and he had to advance, he would have quit long ago.

Qing Ao and Qing Wu followed closely behind Bei Xuechen, fearing that his senior brother would be unhappy and throw himself here.

A long plank road appeared in front of it. The plank road was narrow enough to barely accommodate two people. On both sides were abyss and cliffs.

This is the most suitable place for overtaking on curves, so it is also the place with the most plots and plots.

As soon as Qing Ao stepped onto the trestle bridge, he felt a strong push from his side. If Qing Wu hadn't grabbed him in time, he would almost have fallen, "Who is it!"

He raised his head and glared angrily, and saw a disciple of the Golden Lion Sect running past him, "Good dogs don't block the way."

Qing Ao was furious, and was about to rush up to take revenge, but saw the Golden Lion Sect disciple repeating his tricks, trying to push Bei Xuechen down, he was startled, "Brother, watch your back!"

Unexpectedly, just when the disciple was about to touch Bei Xuechen's back, Bei Xuechen's figure suddenly turned around, not only avoided, but also kicked the Golden Lion Sect disciple off the cliff neatly, Looking back, "Watch out for what?"

Qing Ao: "..."

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The author has something to say:

Bei Xuechen: I want to slaughter these rookies and make soup...

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