"Can Xu Disheng be here?" A young man in white stood outside the aperture of the Qinglian Temple. Although his cultivation was only in Qihai Peak, his temperament was indescribable, and he was even more arrogant inadvertently.

"Hello, Senior Brother He." Lu Zimo stepped forward and smiled, "Xu... Junior Brother Xu and Senior Brother He have an old age?"

"He Junyu? How could he come to Chaolu Peak where?"

"He Junyu is the second only to those geniuses in this competition. Could it be that the more than 5,000 disciples who had obtained 100 spirit stones yesterday had an old age with him?"

The disciples of Lufeng whispered and looked here.

He Junyu glanced briefly in the crowd, but did not see Xu Disheng, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Lu Zimo was a little embarrassed, standing there with an unnatural expression.

"Young Master He, what's wrong?"

There is only one deacon in Chaolu Peak's Daoji Realm, named Tan Min. At this moment, seeing Lu Zimo being defeated, he had to speak.

He Junyu glanced at him and saw that it was the Daoji Realm, so he reluctantly said, "What about some personal matters?"

Tan Min smiled and said, "It's okay, Mr. He please let me take care of myself." He had already scolded He Jun in his heart a thousand times.

Just a second-generation ancestor, he is so arrogant because he has a real father in the Divine Pill Realm?

He said this in his heart and vented his anger. He never dared to say it. He Wenshu, the real person in Xinglan, and what a person he was? Tan Min was just a Taoist foundation, and he stretched out his finger and crushed him to death.

He Junyu shook his head and was about to leave when he looked up and saw two people falling far away in the Qinglian Temple, checking their identity.

One of them was Xu Disheng, the person he met in the Lingyao Pavilion that day, who practiced the Heart Skill of the "Canghai".

He drove a magic sword light and flew straight to the edge of the dojo.

In the Qinglian Temple, it was originally forbidden to fly. However... He Junyu, as the son of the real person in the Divine Pill Realm, has not yet reached a direct comparison. When he occasionally flew, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Council turned a blind eye.

"Xu Disheng?"

He Junyu's sword light was extremely fast, and it fell in front of Xu Disheng and the others in a moment, with a very confident tone.

"Senior Brother He?" As a top genius in the Mingxin Mountains, He Junyu obviously knew him, so he spoke in surprise.

He Junyu didn't look at him, but just looked at Xu Disheng and said, "I saw you once in Lingyao Pavilion a few days ago. Later, I asked someone to investigate and found out that Qingxin had already been punished into the secret realm. Is your "Canghai" heart technique he passed on to you?"

Xu Disheng had purchased a jade slip that recorded the genius of the Qihai Realm of the Mingxin Mountains. There was a phantom portrait and introduction of He Junyu, and he knew that he was the son of He Wenshu, the real person of Xinglan.

He pondered and said, "Not bad."

He Junyu nodded, as if looking at Xu Disheng, and said, "Shi Shi and see with me."

The young man raised his eyes slightly and said, "It's just that he has been practicing until he summoned the rain." He casually pinched a seal with his left hand, and a drop of green water appeared in front of him, hovering in the air, emitting a strong corrosive aura.

"Corrosion Curse? Can it be used like this when summoning rain?" He Junyu also condensed a drop of water casually. The difference is that the drop of water condensed by him was rich, clear and colorless, with mysterious energy flowing, and the breath was extremely pure.

"You were the disciple of Qingxin, and you had an indirect feeling with my father. If you have any problems in the future, you can come to find me." He Junyu did not say much, but just threw down a jade slip for the transmission and drove the magic sword light and left.

Bai Zhehua looked at the sword light that was leaving, and there was a hint of envy in her tone: "This is the best magic weapon held by Senior Brother He, the Qingyun Sword. Before, when I saw you use the Heart Art of Canghai, I felt that you were old with Zhenren Xinglan. I didn't expect that it would be true. Junior Brother Xu, you really scared me too much."

Xu Disheng held the jade slip and seemed to remember the past of Chu Jing. After a moment, his mind turned around and he said lightly: "This "Canghai" heart technique... is just the shade of others, it is not worth boasting."

However, the shadow of Qingxin Daojun at that time flashed silently in his mind. At this moment, Qingxin Daojun's mood at that time was not as calm as it seemed.

In the Taoist tower, I had already walked to the corner and was about to walk down the steps.

"Wait, this thing will be your protection." Qingxin Daojun seemed to think for a while before throwing a jade slip over.

He may have hesitated.

However, as a disciple who was forbidden and punished, as a disciple of the outer mountain, as a disciple who entered the Qihai Realm, but did not even pass the peak assessment. As a disciple, even when he went to the Central Imperial State, he had to prepare a spirit stone and ride the disciple of the Yuandaojun Lingyun.

What can he give? What can he give to his disciples?

The Lord of Qingyu and Daojun regarded the jade given by the master as a gift from his master.

But he was framed and was banned from being cage-in, alone.

All over the body, there is only one complete film "Canghai".

...

Two days passed in a flash.

Ten huge arenas have risen in the center of Qinglian Dojo, each of which is dozens of feet in size, and protective light shields appear around it.

At Chen hour, three large suns hang high, and golden sun shines on the Lotus Lake.

The bottomless lake water sparkles under the brilliant sunshine. A golden halo ripples around the Qinglian Temple, which is extremely beautiful.

The giant spirit beast turtle is still hovering next to Mingxin Peak, and a little clouds are growing on the high ground diagonally above the Qinglian Temple.

Above the imperial carriage

, The True Mermaid of the Heart of the Heart spoke up and said, "Chen time is here, and the proportion of Qihai Realm begins. Master Tao Feng, you are the one who presides over." Although the voice was light, it spread throughout the Qinglian Temple, and the whispers of many disciples instantly decreased a lot.

A middle-aged man stood beside him and bowed: "Respecting the True Man of the Heart." It was Tao Yuanbai, the 29th Peak Piling Peak.

Tao Yuanbai stepped forward, stood on the shoulder of the giant spirit beast turtle, looked down at the entire Qinglian Temple, and said loudly: "Based on the first place comparison. Starting from the first place, each time ten places are selected, the opponent will be randomly selected."

After looking at the tens of thousands of disciples in the hundreds of apertures around the temple, he continued: "The Qihai Realm is ranked first to ten, and we go to the arena respectively."

After saying that, several rays of light flew up in hundreds of apertures, and the rankings fell on the ten arenas.

Among them, the fifth place in the first place was He Junyu, the son of Xinglan Zhenren.

With a stroke of the void in his left hand, a huge light curtain appeared beside the giant turtle, and ten numbers appeared on it.

Tao Yuanbai glanced at the numbers casually and said, "No. 8650, No. 9700, No. 640, No. 3536... You wait for ten people and go to the ring to fight."

The ten disciples who were named to the rankings slowly flew onto the ring with a bitter expression on their faces.

Everyone knows that among ten thousand people, there is a very small probability that they will be drawn against the top geniuses. However, once they are drawn, it means the end of this competition journey.

Next to the ten arenas, there are ten deacons in the Dao Base Realm to maintain order.

On the first arena.

Yu Yangyao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the disciples who were flying up to the imperial envoy Lingyun.

The Daoji Realm Deacon in charge of this arena is about to announce the start.

"Wait! Senior Brother Yu, Lord Deacon, I admit defeat!" The disciple didn't even get out of Ling Yun, so he bowed to the Daojia Realm deacon beside the ring and urged Ling Yun to go back.

The disciples in the audience booed.

"The first place vs. No. 8650, the first place." The deacon in the Daoji Realm spoke while using the jade slip to record the records.

The other nine arenas are similar. Only on the third arena, the 640th disciple seemed to want to try the depth of the first place compared to the third place Ke Yue, and took a move.

Ke Yue has a half-step path cultivation level and is also a disciple of Xingyuan Zhenren. He is the top four geniuses in the Mingxin Mountains. He is comparable to Bai Zhaoyun, second only to Yu Yangyao and Jian Liangbi.

Just because he was born in a secret realm, he had many complaints for no reason. At this moment, he was underestimated and couldn't help but feel a little angry.
Chapter completed!