(Thanks to "Rogue," "I ate the online name," book friend for the reward)

"Seven Meridians and Martial Arts" is a grand event for the Qingyun Sect once every 60 years, and it is also an opportunity for disciples of each Meridian to show their own strength. Therefore, no matter which Meridian is, they attach great importance to it.

Even Tian Buyi, who has always been lazy, has changed his previous appearance. He is wearing a sky blue robe and has a solemn temperament. If he hadn't been a little short and his belly was a little bigger, he would have a respectable grandmaster spirit.

As for Su Ru, it made everyone's eyes lit up. She was usually very beautiful. Today, she wore a light green dress with jade-carved flowers on her head, a golden hairpin, a eyebrows as far as the mountains and white jade, a skin as creamy as white jade, a red lips and a smile, which really attracted everyone.

Behind the two, Song Daren's face was very serious.

However, when the other disciples saw him, they kept whispering their eyes, with a smile on their faces, which made the latter a little embarrassed and red.

Ye Fan also changed into a new Taoist robe early, which looked more handsome than usual, but there was a gray-haired monkey next to his head who only scratched his ears and heads, which destroyed his temperament completely.

Tian Buyi looked at the disciples, nodded, and said, "Let's go."

After saying that, he waved his right hand, and the magic trick in his palm flashed with red light. His long-standing fairy sword "Red Flame" was sacrificed, with red lights rising, and the treasure of the immortal family was brought to him.

Tian Buyi was about to step forward, but suddenly someone pulled the trouser leg. When he looked back, he was bitten by Dahuang. The yellow dog he raised since childhood shook his head and kept whining, his mouth was "whimpering, his tail was shaking vigorously, and his pair of dog eyes were even more blinking, staring at Tian Buyi.

Tian Buyi hesitated for a moment, said vaguely, but waved his sleeves and rolled up the yellow yellow, then floated onto the Red Flame Sword, greeted Su Ru, and first broke through the air.

Behind him, Su Ru jumped gently, and a light green light flashed, chasing Tian Buyi and leaving.

Among the disciples of Dazhu Peak, Wu Dayi, Zheng Dali and Lu Daxin did not reach the fourth level of practice and could not drive away the magic weapon. They had to let Song Daren, He Dazhi and Du Bishu take one with them.

Among the crowd, Song Daren's "Ten Tigers" fairy sword was yellow all over, four feet long and three fingers wide. It was considered to be relatively large in the fairy sword, but unfortunately the power of the magic weapon could not be calculated based on the body shape.

The magic weapon He Dazhi practiced was a "Jiangshan Pen", which was very consistent with his usual habit of loving books. However, the most funny thing was the dice magic weapon of Lao Liu Du Bishu. Once sacrificed, the white light flashed, the three dice were magnified ten times, and they kept spinning in the air, and various numbers appeared one after another. If you talk about gambling tools in the world, there would be no more this.

Lao Wu Lu Daxin walked forward carefully and looked carefully, and said to Du Bishu with a bitter face: "Lao Liu, you shouldn't fall from the sky, right?"

Du Bishu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Fifth Brother, why not make a bet. If you fall from the sky, you will win, I will..."

"Ph, ph, ph,"

Lu Daxin said in a furious manner: "Then do I dare to win this bet?"

Du Bishu couldn't help but be stunned and nodded: "That's true!"

The group of people boarded the magic weapon and drove towards Tongtian Peak. Looking into the distance, there were countless rays of lights flying around the vast blue world, beside the majestic peaks. The closer they were to Tongtian Peak, the denser these lights became.

Ye Fan knew that those were all magic weapons driven by disciples in Qingyun Sect. They were of different colors due to the five elements of the magic weapons. They looked colorful and extremely beautiful.

Gradually, these lights gathered together, like a colorful river, flying towards the towering peak that penetrated into the sky.

Tongtian Peak, arrived.

Accompanied by the continuous whistling sound, the group landed on the huge square. From a distance, there were white jade as a railing, and there were nine large copper tripods in the center of the square, which were placed in the middle of the square.

The most surprising thing is that the clouds are steaming above this square, and when walking, it feels like they are in the clouds, making people feel like they become immortals.

At this time, the square was already very lively. The disciples who came to Qingyun Sect to participate in the Seven-Chronic Martial Arts gathered here. From a distance, there were crowds of people. Even if there were not nearly a thousand, there were probably hundreds of people.

Ye Fan knew that most of the young masters of the Qingyun Sect gathered here, and even he thought maliciously that if the demonic path attacked Tongtian Peak at this moment, the Qingyun Sect generation would probably be disobedient.

Although hundreds of people have gathered in the square, they still seem very spacious. Not far away, Dazhu Peak and his group have gathered, and there are also groups of three or five in other places. They all look happily talking about something, probably because they are full of expectations for the upcoming Wuhan University Examination.

Just as Ye Fan was looking around, a surprise sound came from behind.

"Hey, the three-eyed monkey!"

Ye Fan turned his head and was a young Qingyun disciple with beautiful facial features, a long robe, twenty years old, holding a golden fan in his hand, and there seemed to be some mountains, rivers and rivers on it. He was approaching at this moment, but his bright big eyes did not look at Ye Fan, but stared at Xiao Hui on his shoulders and kept looking at him.

"Ahem, this senior brother..."

Although this person was so focused, Ye Fan still interrupted him. After all, the two were so close that if someone misunderstood something, it would be impossible to argue.

Besides, Ye Fan did not have the habit of being so close to a big man.

“Sorry, sorry,”

Suddenly, the person who came did not show any impatience, but nodded to Ye Fan apologetically, "I really didn't expect to see a three-eyed spiritual monkey in such a place. I dare to ask this junior brother... Oh, no, senior brother, are you raising this spiritual monkey?"

"Yes, Ye Fan, a disciple of Xiatongtian Peak, hasn't asked for the senior brother's name Gao yet?"

Ye Fan nodded, and a smile appeared on his face. He almost knew who the person was.

The man paused for a moment, couldn't help but touch his head, and smiled and said, "I almost forgot. I'm so embarrassed, Senior Brother Ye. My surname is Zeng, and I'm Shushu, a disciple of Feng Huifeng."

"It turns out that it is Junior Brother Zeng from Feng Huifeng. I have been raising many spiritual beasts for a long time. I heard that my junior brother has raised many spiritual beasts. I might as well share my experiences another day," Ye Fan said quietly.

"OK,"

Zeng Shushu was overjoyed when he heard this. He happened to want to know about the three-eyed monkey from Ye Fan, and immediately said: "Senior Brother Ye, don't you know. I have raised many interesting and strange things on Fenghui Peak, such as a three-legged rabbit, a black and white peacock, a shellless turtle and a winged snake."

"Is that right? If you have time, senior brother must go and see it," Ye Fan nodded.

So, the two of them immediately started chatting on the square as if no one was around.

Zeng Shushu is also a wonderful person. He does not have the arrogance of the "Second Generation of Immortals" in his words. He is not only easy-going, but also has a lot of witty words when speaking. He really regrets that he met Ye Fan too late.

One of them was interested in making friends, while the other liked some strange things. Soon, they were already very familiar with each other, and said "Senior Brother Ye" and "Senior Brother Zeng" at one time, calling him extremely intimately, like a long-lost relative.

Although Zeng Shushu looks a little older than Ye Fan, if we count it according to his mental age, Ye Fan is still a person who has lived to be nearly a hundred years old. He is not much better than the "Senior Brother Qi" who eats young grass.

Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa, how can we compare with that kind of person!

Ye Fan thought quite depressedly and turned to look not far away.

It was a coincidence that a group of people came from afar, with more than 30 people, all wearing white clothes and heroic spirits. In other words, they were arrogant and arrogant. However, the first few people were extraordinary, especially the first one, who was dressed like snow, handsome and elegant. Who was not that Qi Hao?

Qi Hao!

Seeing Qi Hao walking towards Dazhu Peak, Ye Fan couldn't help frowning, but before he could speak, Zeng Shushu on the side said with disgust:

"Bah, it's the bunch of sluts from Longshou Peak again. How could it be that Qi Hao? He is wearing white clothes all day long and is swaying everywhere, for fear that the entire Qingyun Sect will not recognize him. Now the entire Longshou Peak disciples are proud of him. Many people even learn from Qi Hao's magic weapon to create an Ice Immortal Sword, Humph!"

"Oh? Do you also dislike that Qi Hao?"

Ye Fan thought curiously, but his eyes kept aiming at the two of them, thinking, could they just see something else going on? Is it a sword that snatches love, or is it a stranger to change?

"good,"

Zeng Shushu nodded depressedly, not knowing that Ye Fan was already secretly choreographing him.

"You don't know, Brother Ye. I usually like to collect those miscellaneous books. I don't know how many times my father has scolded me. Although Qi Hao is not good at character, his cultivation is also among the younger generation. Therefore, if he has something to do, he will compare Qi Hao with me."

"Puchi,"

When Ye Fan heard this, he couldn't help laughing. Could this be the fairy tale version of "other people's children"?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pat Zeng Shushu on the shoulder sympathetically and comforted him: "Junior Brother Zeng, you have a bad life. Don't worry, this time, Qi Hao will definitely lose a lot."

"well,"

Zeng Shushu couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe, I have no hope for my cultivation anyway. If Senior Brother Xiao from the Changmen is here, maybe this time he can crush Qi Hao hard. Now Senior Brother Xiao is not here..."

"Junior brother, how did you know that Senior Brother Xiao is not here and no one will deal with Qi Hao?" Ye Fan said quietly, full of confidence in his words.

For Ye Fan, although Qi Hao is a little talented, he is not a tricky person. If he can't even solve it, then what else can he use to fight against people like Ghost King and Beast God in the future?

Unfortunately, Zeng Shushu didn't hear this, but took out a thick blue cover book from his arms and said with a mysterious look: "Senior Brother Ye, I'll show you something good. Do you like it?"

Ye Fan took it and saw that there was no name on the book, and the cover was old and it seemed that it was quite old.

Looking at Zeng Shushu's appearance, he looked like nothing happened on the surface, but his pair of smart eyes kept aiming around him, looking very alert. His originally beautiful face now looks a bit weird or even despicable, and he immediately guessed the content of the book.

After taking a few random glances, Ye Fan threw the book back and said earnestly: "Junior Brother Zeng, you should keep this kind of thing yourself. Senior Brother, I am a person with hundreds of G stocks."

"Hundreds...what?"

Zeng Shushu hurriedly stuffed Shu back into his arms and asked with a confused look on his face.

"nothing,"

Ye Fan waved his hand quickly. Just then, a sharp roar suddenly came from the sky above the square, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the whole audience.

Hundreds of Qingyun disciples in the square looked up and saw a red light coming. In a moment, they stopped above the square. A red fairy sword exuded a series of fairy auras, crossing the air in the square. A Taoist priest of Tongtian Peak, standing on it, and said loudly to the disciples of various veins standing in the square:

"Senior brothers, the head master has an order with you. Please go to Yuqing Hall to talk to you."

"Let's go, Junior Brother Zeng, let's go to Yuqing Palace as soon as possible to avoid delaying the main business."

"oh oh,"

Zeng Shushu nodded ignorantly, still recalling Ye Fan's strange smile just now. It was not until Ye Fan reminded him again that he hurriedly walked towards the front of the square.

When you reach the end of the square, you will see the "Rainbridge" among the six scenic spots of the blue clouds. The scenery in front of you is the same as before. As the rainbow bridge rises, white clouds gradually fall under your feet. The blue sky is as clear as washing, lying above your head.

Zeng Shushu was still walking side by side with Ye Fan at the end of the crowd, looking like he wanted to speak but stopped.

Along the way, Ye Fan looked at these young elites from the Qingyun Sect, but saw that among the more than 60 people, men accounted for most of the more than thirteen and four female disciples, most of whom were wearing Xiaozhufeng costumes.

However, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, they are almost all arrogant. The man is majestic, the woman is beautiful and generous, and the handsome men and beautiful women are everywhere. Anyone who sees it will say that Qingyun Sect has successors and a bright future.

After passing the Hongqiao Bridge, you will arrive at the Blushui Pond where the mountain spirit beast "Shui Qilin" lives in Qingyunmen Town.

This ancient beast, which was respectfully called "Ling Zun" by the disciples of Qingyun Sect, was lying on the open space beside the pond and basking in the sun, looking lazy. It was not until the group passed by it and saluted the giant one by one that it snorted slightly, like a lazy old man.

"Huh, fortunately, everything has become much better after missing the troublesome creature like the protagonist. However, the years have not been easy in Tianyin Temple," Ye Fan murmured, and the words were quite smearing.

"Senior brother, what did you say? What's wrong with Tianyin Temple?"

Next to him, Zeng Shushu scratched his head in confusion, not understanding why this senior brother who had just met a little bit of a foul smell began to speak nonsense as soon as he came to Yuqing Palace.
Chapter completed!