Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

Dark night shrouded the towering Tongtian Peak, and above the sky, a round of cold moon cast clear light on the top of the mountain.

The Qimai Martial Arts Contest is a grand event in Qingyunmen, and there are hundreds more people on Tongtian Peak, so the accommodation naturally becomes tense.

The original one-person-one-room treatment of the Dazhufeng lineage has become a delusion. The seven disciples of Dazhufeng are all assigned to one room, so that someone must sleep on the floor. Everyone in the room is discussing who will sleep on the floor and who will sleep. floor covering.

Suddenly, there was a hasty knock on the door, Song Daren turned his head to look at him, he was also close, so he stepped to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, several disciples dressed in gray clothes pushed Song Daren aside with ice-cold faces and rushed in.

Song Daren wasn't angry at all, instead his expression was startled and worried, it's already dark why did law enforcement disciples come here?

This is not a trivial matter. Generally, disciples who make mistakes will be punished by the heads of various branches, but what can disturb the law enforcement disciples of the sect is a heinous disaster that must be jointly decided by the master Daoxuan and the master Cangsong who is in charge of Qingyun Criminal Law!

Song Daren only hoped that the law enforcement disciples would come to search for something instead of purposely arresting them, but soon his face darkened.

"Excuse me, brothers, what did my seventh brother do? Why did you take him away!"

Du Bishu, who usually has a good relationship with Zhang Xiaofan, yelled, but those law enforcement disciples didn't care, they picked up Zhang Xiaofan and took him away without saying a word. Zhang Xiaofan, who was usually dull, was a little stunned by this situation, until he reached the door of the house Didn't say anything.

A few gray-clothed disciples who were as silent as stone drove Zhang Xiaofan quickly into the vast night and disappeared, giving people a strange and terrifying feeling.

Du Bishu wanted to catch up and ask what happened, but was stopped by Song Daren: "Don't embarrass the law enforcement brothers, they may not know the reason of the matter, probably they were just ordered to arrest someone."

Du Bishu turned around on the spot with a panicked expression: "What should I do? What should I do?"

Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly to everyone in the room: "Let's go find Master! Lao Qi is usually so honest and honest, there is no way he would cause any trouble, he must have made a mistake!"

"Liu Liu, calm down, look at what you look like now!"

Song Daren shouted at Du Bishu with the authority of a big brother, then he sighed and continued.

"It's useless to look for the master. Before the law enforcement disciples arrest someone, Uncle Cangsong will definitely notify the leader of that line. That is to say, the master agreed to the arrest of the seventh child for interrogation."

Song Daren's words were like pouring a basin of cold water on his head, making Du Bishu sluggish all of a sudden, and muttered in his mouth: "How could this happen? What trouble can Lao Qi cause?"

"He has never been out of the Big Bamboo Peak before, and this time he has been with us all the time. Why did he cause a catastrophe and alert the high-level sect?"

Song Daren was silent for a while, then turned his head with his brows furrowed and said, "You stay here and don't act rashly, I'll go to Master and ask, no matter what, I'll know why Lao Qi was arrested first."

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On the second day after the lottery was drawn, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect came to the Sea of ​​Clouds Square. At a glance, there were so many people jostling shoulder to shoulder, it was very lively.

And at Yunhai Square, eight wide platforms have been erected at some time, built with waist-thick giant wood, although it is wood, it has a faint luster of gold and iron, obviously it must be very hard.

The wide platforms are tens of feet away from each other, and they are arranged in eight trigrams. In front of the largest "gan" platform in the middle, there stands a tall red list several feet high. The signature and name of each disciple.

The word Zhang Xiaofan is very conspicuously ranked first, but the opponent's column is empty, similarly, the chair marked with the word Zhang Xiaofan at Dazhufeng is also empty and there is no sign of anyone.

Li Xiu slowly retracted his gaze from the direction of Big Bamboo Peak. He was called by Cangsong to identify him last night. After Zhang Xiaofan was confirmed to be the person who alarmed Lingzun, he should be locked in the Qingyun Iron Prison at this moment. Naturally, it is impossible to participate in the martial arts competition again. try.

"when!"

A crisp sound of bells and tripods came, echoing in the misty sea of ​​clouds, shocking everyone, and the noisy square fell silent for a while.

On the wide platform in the middle, Daoxuan's figure suddenly appeared, with white hair and childlike face, warm and bright eyes, and a dark green Taoist robe fluttering slowly with the wind, adding a bit of Taoist posture.

"Everyone, I would like to announce to everyone that in order to encourage the disciples of the Qingyun Sect to work hard towards the Tao and to cultivate. I discussed with the chief elders and decided to start from this Qimai martial arts competition. Give some rewards to the final winner."

Above the Sea of ​​Clouds Square, there was a commotion among the disciples of Qingyun. The eyes of those who participated were fiery, while those who did not come to watch were curious and envious. Could the things taken out of the sect’s treasure house be any different! What will it be?

Only the chief elders sitting on the big seat secretly sighed, Qingyun's Qimai Martial Arts Competition has been held dozens of times, why is there a reward only this time? Qing Yun Sect, the name often followed by it is no longer the number one sect in the world, but one of the three major sects of the righteous way.

If we don't give Qingyun disciples some encouragement and sense of tension, and let them practice diligently, I am afraid that Qingyun sect's position as the leader of the righteous way will not be able to hold for a long time.

"The reward for the winner this time is the ** mirror. The ** mirror is a magic weapon handed down by Wu Fangzi, the tenth generation patriarch of our sect. Invincible!"

Daoxuan's words set off an even bigger commotion, Qingyun disciple Qiqi's expression changed, his eyes were full of excitement and yearning.

After taking a panoramic view of the disciples' reactions under the high platform, Daoxuan nodded slightly in satisfaction, took a step forward, and said loudly: "Then, the competition begins now!"

Afterwards, there was another crisp and melodious ringing of bells and tripods, and the Qing Yun disciples who participated in the competition started to move and rushed to their respective rings.

Li Xiu was wearing a light blue dress, with a faint smile on his face, and a gentle and honest temperament, which made people feel good about him, but the purple-winged sword on his back added a bit of power to him, making people dare not underestimate him .

After looking at it for a few times, Li Xiuxun walked towards the 'Kun' desk unhurriedly. He felt a few hidden eyes following him closely. He probably should be the head of all the branches of Qingyun. He wanted to see it. How did he, the head disciple who had been in the Qilin bloodline for nearly half a year, behave?

Li Xiu stepped on the high platform, and his opponent was waiting for him.

"I don't know which line of senior brother it is? Please be merciful for a while."

Li Xiu arched his hands, his voice was clear, neither arrogant nor weak.