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The foundation of the Changliu Sect for more than 1,300 years, the Fairy Sword Conference started to be held shortly after the founding of the Sect. At the beginning, it was just held once every ten years in accordance with the original intention of exchanges between the various branches of the same sect. Later, more and more disciples were shortened to five years. The demon god was about to be born, and demons and ghosts were in power. There were only a few immortals who had no time to take care of them. All the sects and sects began to recruit disciples vigorously. In order to improve their own enlightenment and cultivation, they seemed to have become a quick-forming immortal training class. The disciples taught were just some Taoist fur, and they could not even be called a half-immortal, and even fewer people reached the level of knowledge and attained the hall. However, with their own magic, the effect of eliminating demons and defending the Tao was significant.

In recent years, this fairy sword conference has been shortened from once every five years to once every year. In addition to the original disciples of this sect, even other sects can participate.

The disciples participating are divided into two groups, those who have already become disciples and those who have not become disciples. Those who have become disciples at the same time have opened a mansion and accepted disciples, such as Hu Qingqiu, Huo Xi, etc., cannot participate again.

Changliu Mountain seems to be united and integrated, but there are three halls and nine pavilions above and nine elders below. The relationships are mixed and the tribes are established. The three masters are still short of their long-term retention, only more than eighty years. However, there are no less than forty people in the top senior elders who don’t abandon things in the mountains and go out to travel to immortals. In addition, the disciples and grandchildren below the nine elders worship different masters, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and most of them practice different magical skills. Therefore, they are still divided into many tribes.

Among the three masters, Sheng Xiaomo was lazy and too lazy to accept more disciples. Huo Xi and Wu Qingluo were really bored and thought it was fun to accept them. After training for a few days, they felt it was troublesome and they were unwilling to accept more. Mo Yan had to take charge of all the big things in the sect, and there was no big stop. He had to look at them one by one. Fortunately, he was so busy that he was still very busy and did not want to accept more disciples. Not to mention Bai Zihua, even though Mo Yan had been nagging in his ears for decades to accept disciples, he was still unmoved.

Therefore, there are very few disciples under the three direct disciples. Although they are paying attention to it, it is difficult to become a disciple. Most of the disciples still worship the disciples of the highly respected elders.

Everyone is qualified to have not been apprenticed to the Master Sword Conference, unless they say that they have found a good teacher, they are too lazy to show off to the limelight and can automatically abstain. However, the group of apprentices who are apprenticing to the master are in secret, fighting to the death.

Not only did the disciples who joined the competition, the winner was related to the reputation of our sect. Moreover, even if the disciples of our sect fight, the tribes were hostile to each other, afraid of losing their face. Therefore, the ones sent to participate must be the best among the disciples to enhance their face.

The venues of the Fairy Sword Conference are divided into five places, on flat grass, dense forests, in the martial arts hall, next to the active crater where Changliu sat in Guanfeng, and above the sea.

The competition cannot exceed the designated venue range, and no matter which location it is, it is not allowed to land. The competition venue is randomly arranged by lottery. Because the five venues each occupy the right time and place of the five elements. If the wood system practices well and the venue happens to be in the dense forest, it will naturally take advantage of it, and so on.

Because there are too many people, the Fairy Sword Conference will take place for ten days and five venues at the same time. Five respected elders who are not usually in the mountains serve as arbitration. Both groups of competitions adopt the elimination system, and draw lots to determine the contestants. If the one who has been in the top 16 in previous years, they will directly enter the ranks of seed players. For the new group, the top four in Class A, B, C and D will directly enter the seed players.

In other words, if Hua Qiangu wants to enter the finals, he must win nearly ten consecutive games.

Tangbao silently prayed to the sky, hoping that her diligence and hard work over the past year will be rewarded.

But seeing Hua Qiangu's face turned pale and silent since the morning, she thought she was too nervous, and she comforted her softly while telling jokes in her ears.

Qingshui looked around in great excitement. Thousands of Changliu disciples, plus those from the sects who came to the sects, all gathered in the largest square in Changliu. They were densely packed with people, and the spectacular scenes could be imagined. The sky occasionally slid red, purple, green, and colorful sword lights intertwined, as if the rainbows were everywhere in the sky, which was very beautiful. Those were disciples of various sects who had just arrived or immortals who came to watch the battle.

There are several people who can recognize Hua Qiangu and have seen at the Tianban.

But suddenly I caught a glimpse of Ni Mantian's figure flying into the air and happily greeted the people there. When I looked closely, the middle-aged man in the group was riding a golden lion, with a sword-browed eagle nose, and his eyes were like lightning. He was so majestic. The woman walking on the colorful auspicious clouds beside her was dignified and beautiful, with a gentle and friendly smile. She was the head of Penglai Fairy Island, Ni Qianzhang and Su Rui and his wife, and Ni Mantian's parents.

Ni Mantian was so cute in her parents' arms for a long time. The disciples under Ni Qianzhang must have been very pampering Ni Mantian. They hadn't seen her for a long time, and they all surrounded her to take care of her for her.

Hua Qiangu looked at Ni Mantian's happy smile and felt a little sad. If her parents were still alive, she would not even give it to her, even if she was giving it to the Jade Emperor. As long as she could always accompany them, she would be more filial and enjoy the joy of family life for a few days.

Penglai and Changliu are both fairy mountains on the sea, and the famous sects of the immortal family. Penglai Island specially sent their only daughter to Changliu to practice cultivation this time. This shows the desire of the two sects to have a good relationship for generations. After all, the two sects are not far apart, and Penglai is slightly weak. Among the disciples under Ni Qianzhang, there are not many particularly outstanding and powerful disciples. If a demon attacks, Changliu will rely the most. The relationship between the two sects has always been good. Ni Mantian worships Changliu's subordinates and has some diplomatic means of marriage. Changliu is thinking about the overall situation and it is inevitable to collect Ni Mantian as three direct disciples. In front of him, Shangshangpiao is the great-granddaughter of the head of Tianshan. Last year, he still used some methods. But after all, the world is like this, no wonder the major sects have clinged to Changliu.

Many grass puffs were floating in the sky, and elders and immortals from other sects were sitting on it, waiting for the ceremony and ceremony before the Changliu Fairy Sword Conference.

The magnificent bells in the hall were heard clearly even thousands of miles away from overseas. Hua Qiangu stood in Guiban's queue, raised his head, and watched the three monks fly down from the three halls, and their clothes fluttered down on the high altar. Their charm was so grand that everyone present admired them.

Hua Qiangu stood in the crowd, feeling that she was so small that she was so submerged that she seemed to be without dust. She shook her body slightly, and she was afraid that she would only stare at him from a low place like this.

The ceremony was followed by a grand feast, and in the afternoon, all the lists of lottery decisions were posted.

Qingshui happily shook Hua Qiangu: "That's great. If we two can advance smoothly, we will not meet Ni Mantian and Shuofeng until the end. But before we meet, I will be eliminated by Shuofeng, hahaha. Qiangu, come on! We must enter the top 16!"

Jiumu Qingliu walked to the front of the Guiban team for some time. She was rarely dressed in formal clothes and did not look drunk at all. She was afraid that someone had scolded her and would not lose her long-lasting face.

"Are you ready? Work hard, don't lose the face of Class Gui, you are all the best! Kill me from Class A!"

The class was suddenly filled with excitement and ready to go.

Hua Qiangu looked at the sky helplessly, it seemed that he was still drunk.

"Qiangu, how about it? Is it okay? You..."

"I'm fine, haha, I'll come on! My afternoon game is on the sea, I'll go first! Qingshui, you have to come on! Tangbao, should you follow me or see Senior Brother Eleven?"

"Of course, I will go with Mom Bones, and Senior Brother Eleven will go directly to the next round and there is no need to compare."

"Hmph, what if I compete with him at the same time? Who are you going to cheer for?"

"Hehe, of course it's Mom Bones. Senior Brother Eleven will definitely win if I don't have to work hard!"

Hua Qiangu then gave up and said goodbye to Qingshui, Qingliu and others, heading straight to the venue.

Although the Immortal Sword Conference strictly prohibits the participating disciples from maliciously harming each other, and no one is allowed to fight to the death with both sides of the loss. Once a crisis occurs, the arbitration of the Elders will immediately stop it. However, after all, the sword has no eyes, especially the new disciples who are new to the school, cannot control their own strength well, and cannot control their qualities, and casualties and accidents are inevitable.

Hua Qiangu first watched two other people's competitions, and it was inevitable that he was a little nervous when he was on the court. Fortunately, the water system belonged to the emperor, and he learned it very carefully. He also taught the Killed Wood and Qingliu well, so he was still good at it. However, he was not used to using the sword at his feet, and the center of gravity was slightly unstable during the flight. The first match was a disciple of Wangwushan, a man in his early thirties. He thought that the first match was a little baby, and he underestimated the enemy too much, so Hua Qiangu won the ease.

Slowly flew down from the air, and took a few deep breaths. Tangbao rode on a seagull and flew next to her.

"Bone, you are great! But the move of the flowing water and falling flowers is half a beat slower than usual, and there are many flaws. Fortunately, I just met a half-bad guy. If you meet a powerful opponent, it will be in danger. You must pay attention to the next competition!"

"Yeah, I understand!"

Suddenly, when he heard the clapping sounds beside him, Hua Qiangu looked up and saw that it was Yun Yin who had not seen for several months. He couldn't help but feel happy.

"I'm late, the master will forgive me. Congratulations to the master for winning the first game. It seems that he has made a lot of progress in the past few months!"

Yun Yin and several disciples behind him bowed to the ground at the same time.

Hua Qiangu hurriedly supported them: "Get up quickly, my identity is inconvenient now. Don't call me the head of the sect, call me Qiangu. I thought you were not here, and everything in Maoshan is fine?"

"Everything is safe. There are two disciples here who are also here to attend the conference. Unexpectedly, some things were delayed on the way. But I don't know if they can still hurry up. I asked them to go to the competition venue first, and then come to you directly. Just now, based on your current skills, if you are lucky and don't encounter a strong enemy, you should be able to enter the top ten."

"Yeah." Hua Qiangu nodded vigorously.

Sure enough, in the next few days, Hua Qiangu passed five levels and killed six generals, and reached the quarterfinals. However, the more he went to the back, the more difficult it was. After all, there were more masters behind him, and after a few battles, she consumed too much spiritual power and physical strength.

Among the quarterfinals, Changliu occupied five. In addition to Hua Qiangu, Ni Mantian and Shufeng, there were also the Fengyuan of Class B and the Yunduan of Xin. Hua Qiangu and Yunduan were naturally both upsets this time. The other three were the disciples of Kuocang Sect, Qiyunshan, and Yuzhuofeng. The two disciples of Maoshan were eliminated after only entering the top 32. Otherwise, if they met the leader, they really didn't know how to fight.

If Hua Qiangu can beat Yuzhu Mountain's disciples again, they may have to fight Ni Mantian in the semi-finals. It is not easy to get to this point. But in the end, their strength is limited. After all, they try their best to defeat the Yuzhu Mountain's disciples in the Volcano, and their spiritual power is almost exhausted, and their vitality is greatly damaged.

However, Ni Mantian is not much better. After many days, she is exhausted and relied on Ni Qianzhang to continuously input internal energy at night. Only by maintaining a vigorous posture during the competition can she keep her vibrant posture.

On the last day of the Fairy Sword Conference, the two semi-finals were competed in the semi-finals. Because there were too many spectators, the venue was moved to the sea. Even the three and nine elders who rarely appeared in the previous few days floated at a high place to watch the final winner's decision. Then, as soon as the game ended, the apprenticeship ceremony for Changliu was immediately there, so almost everyone was present.

The first competition was Hua Qiangu and Ni Mantian.

Qingshui, Yunyin and Jiumu Qingliu were all beside her to help her. Tangbao was wearing a bright red skirt and twisting, and he also held two flowers in his hand to cheer her up as cheerleaders danced.

Luo Shiyi stood beside the Buddha and saw him from afar, turned his back and coughed slightly.

"uncomfortable?"

"Go back to Master, I'm fine."

"It's fine. This is your last time to attend the Fairy Sword Conference. This year you will open a mansion and accept disciples. Shangshangpiao has only been a master for a year, and his cultivation has not been enough. He has barely entered the top 16. Don't lose your master and the entire Changliu face. You must bring the first one back to me, and you can't fall into the hands of someone other than Changliu."

"Disciple knows."

Mo Yan snorted coldly, looking at Hua Qiangu and Ni Mantian who were about to fight: "You should be familiar with these two disciples, and you said, which one will win?"

"When I go back to Master, Hua Qiangu won before, but he fought for several days, and now both of them are exhausted. The test speed test is to test Taoism and mana, but the main thing is to test endurance later. On the one hand, you have to concentrate your energy and drive the sword to fly in the air to avoid it, and on the other hand, you have to be distracted to fight. Whoever has the best comprehensive ability is the most likely to win, but it is still unknown who will win."

"What are you talking about by junior brother?" Mo Yan suddenly turned his head and asked Bai Zihua beside him.

Bai Zi's picture was expressionless. Looking at the lively situation in the air below, it took him a long time to say, "Who do you want to win?"

Before Mo Yan could answer, Sheng Xiaomo interrupted and said, "Of course, senior brother is thinking of Nimantian Sheng, right? Then Changliu and Penglai will have a better relationship."

Mo Yan refused to comment and suddenly said, "Junior brother, how are the qualifications of this child Ni Mantian?"

"Very good." Bai Zihua nodded, but looked at Hua Qiangu in his eyes. He frowned slightly, and felt a little strange in his heart.

"Are you still not planning to accept disciples this year? The position of the head disciple should not be vacant for too long after all."

"This year... I might be able to accept it." I've watched this show first, and I don't know how hard this child has worked.

Sheng Xiaomo said: "Brother, do you want the second brother to take Ni Mantian as his apprentice?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Yan shook his head and pointed at Shuofeng who was watching the battle, saying, "He is the most suitable candidate."

Sheng Xiaomo and Luo Shiyi, who was beside him, immediately nodded clearly, but Bai Zihua seemed to have not heard it.

Huo Xi and Wu Qingluo were so excited that they couldn't sit still. They made a big bet for Ni Mantian and Hua Qiangu. Huo Xi bet Ni Mantian won, and Wu Qingluo bet on Hua Qiangu to win. The two of them fought hard. Whoever lost would lose ten wish coupons at a time.

They usually make various bets and wish coupons to get the number. That is, if they have one, they can order the other party to do anything. If anyone wins ten cards at once and abuses and pranks the other party ten times, they will not be a big deal. Huo Xi was ordered by Wu Qingluo to peek at Mo Yan to take a bath, and came back to report that he had several scars on his body. He was so scared that he even lost his life. He would rather Wu Qingluo ask him to die directly, which was better than seeing the terrifying face of the Buddha.

Finally, the competition was about to begin. A green light flashed, Hua Qiangu's body and sword merged, and his face was pale and flew into the air. Below were the blue waves. The sea breeze was very strong, making her a little cold. Ni Mantian's parents told her aside for a long time, and she finally flew to Hua Qiangu.

Everyone around was surprised because Ni Mantian's sword was not under his feet, but was held in his hands as a weapon. It was quite powerful to have a disciple who had just entered the school and could directly control the wind in the air. As soon as he appeared, Hua Qiangu was obviously at a disadvantage.

Ni Mantian held the thin sword that looked like ice in his hand, looked carefully, and then sniffed gently on it.

"How is it? Is my green lotus taste good? This time, let you taste it again?"

Hua Qiangu felt a sharp pain in his heart, his body shook violently, almost falling into the sea, and his face became paler.

Luo Shiyi finally saw clearly that the sword under Hua Qiangu's feet was not the thought given to her by Master Zhuang last time when she went to Maoshan, but just a very ordinary sword.

I couldn't help but feel anxious. If I fight hard, I'm not Ni Mantian's opponent, so why don't I stop thinking about it?
Chapter completed!