Super Sect Development System

"We can even boldly speculate on the location of the trial..."

“Right in Jiangyin City!

Li Qingyun glanced at the shocked eyes of everyone in front of him and softly expressed his speculation.

"The reason why I push it so..."

"Be bold!"

And just when Li Qingyun was about to tell the reason for his speculation, a loud shout suddenly came from the side.

Huang Siyuan was seen standing up and yelling at Li Qingyun aggressively.

"Boy! You are just a follower! Do this again and again! I have tolerated you for a long time!"

"If you dare to be so disrespectful again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Huang Siyuan's voice was loud and even echoed in the empty dojo around him.

The other saints looked at Huang Siyuan in surprise. They didn't know why Huang Siyuan targeted Li Qingyun so much. He couldn't get along with Li Qingyun at all times, and looked like he was mentally ill.

Li Qingyun also looked at Huang Siyuan in surprise, his eyes full of confusion.

Ren Ren was so angry that he sent a message to Li Qingyun: "Brother Li, don't give this guy face, beat him up in public!"

"Let him know who the father is!"

Zhou Yaoqiao also raised her eyebrows, and her sword energy flowed out from her body at any time. She seemed to have wanted to beat Huang Siyuan for a long time.

When everyone in the Saint Race saw this driver, their faces suddenly showed expressions of excitement. It seemed that the two Spirit Races were bound to have a fight here.

but,

A scene that surprised everyone appeared,

Li Qingyun, who looked fierce and elegant, shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I was just talking nonsense."

Then, he sat cross-legged on the futon again.

Jin Xiao looked forward with surprise on his face, "I think what you said makes sense, why don't you explain it again?"

Li Qingyun shook his head: "I just said it on a whim when I said that the trial place is here. There is no reason to support my opinion at all. There is no need to ask anymore."

Huang Siyuan smiled contemptuously, turned to look at Jin Xiao and said, "So, fellow Taoist Jin Xiao, what inspiration have you received after listening to our speculations?"

Jin Xiao looked at Li Qingyun, shook his head and said: "Not yet. It seems that we need to continue to observe and find conclusions at this time."

"Since there is no answer to this question, I propose that we, the Saint Race and the Spirit Race, can have a cultivation exchange."

"Let's have a friendly sparring session, right here in this dojo."

"Do you have any opinions?"

An Shuyao looked troubled, feeling that the three of them were no match for the dozens of geniuses from the other side's holy race, and was about to refuse.

Huang Siyuan said excitedly: "That's great! I've long wanted to see the strength of the Saints!"

Jin Xiao then smiled and said, "Then it's settled, we'll get to this cave before you guys do, so we can't take advantage.

"The time for the competition will be set to three hours later. You can go back to the cave first to adapt to the atmosphere of the spiritual world and discuss how to proceed with the subsequent competition."

"In three hours, I'll wait to meet you on the competition stage in front of this dojo."

As he spoke, he pointed forward with his finger.

As expected, everyone saw that in front of this small dojo, there was a small formation. There was a white shadow floating above the formation. The image of the white shadow was exactly a mini white competition stage.

As long as the formation is activated, a competition platform should be enlarged and appear in place.

"Can."

Both parties left one after another and returned to the residential areas on the east and west sides.

…

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"The six sects all select geniuses according to their age. They are divided into three levels: those aged 10,000 and above, those aged 20,000 to 30,000 years old, and those aged 30,000 to 50,000 years old."

"I think the competition with the Holy World should be based on these three levels. I just observed that there are only three geniuses of the Holy Clan who are under 10,000 years old, and the auras of these three are not strong. I am sure of defeating them.”

Everyone in the Spirit Clan was discussing countermeasures here. Huang Siyuan stood in front of everyone, talking with joy.

Li Qingyun stood behind everyone, looking at Huang Siyuan curiously.

Just now, Huang Siyuan had a conflict with himself in public.

He noticed something was wrong.

Under normal circumstances, even if he doesn't want to cause trouble, if someone deliberately disgusts him in public, Li Qingyun will definitely take action without hesitation and crush that person's face.

But this time he didn't.

Being stupid once is normal, being stupid twice is annoying, but if you can be stupid every time with great accuracy, then there must be something wrong...

Especially Huang Siyuan is a genius selected from the Six Sects.

Li Qingyun believed that with the mentality of those old monsters from the Six Sects, they would never choose a fool when selecting a genius who would cross the world to communicate with the underworld and represent the Six Sects.

"It's just a normal sparring and exchange. Even if we fail, it doesn't matter. Fellow Daoist Huang, we should be more at ease. After all, the most important thing is that the exchange will start in the underworld in a month. It doesn't matter now."

Sikong stopped practicing and patiently persuaded him.

"snort!"

Huang Siyuan snorted, "I am a genius in the spiritual world. When I come to this underworld, I naturally want these geniuses from the saints to feel the terror of my talent!"

"Among the geniuses under ten thousand years old, I have no rival!"

He said while waving his hands excitedly.

When Li Qingyun heard this, he covered his forehead in embarrassment.

This is too stupid...

And it's still really stupid...

It’s hard to believe that such a stupid fool is just pretending…

An Shuyao said calmly: "Then we will discuss with them and each of us can have one match."

"Fellow Daoist Sikong will go first. If you can win, I will fight again."

"If Fellow Daoist Sikong loses, then Fellow Daoist Huang Siyuan will go on stage and cover for us. How about that?"

Huang Siyuan heard this and the arc of his mouth raised even more proudly: "Fellow Daoist An has considered it carefully. I agree."

An Shuyao turned around and looked at Ren You, and asked: "Does Fellow Daoist Ren want to participate in the competition?"

"No, no, no, no." Ren You shook his head like a rolling wave.

"Then it's decided."

"Everyone meditate to adapt to the environment of heaven and earth here, and then start the competition."

After An Shuyao finished speaking, she sat cross-legged and began to tease and practice.

Huang Siyuan and Sikong also started to practice.

The little girl named Xiaoyi also sat beside An Shuyao at this time, meditating in a formal manner and began to practice.

Li Qingyun felt a little bored and looked up at the sky.

They lived on the top floor of the tower, where there was a transparent formation. As long as they looked up, they could see the scene outside the tower.

And at this moment, he saw,

Outside the tower, there was an old man in gorgeous clothes, with a group of monks behind him, descending from the sky and approaching the tower.

Li Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is this... the half-saint of the Jiangyin family?"

"He came so quickly."