Holy Son is too loud

Moreover, this first journey has not really spread, presumably tomorrow, there will be a large wave of admiration.

"There will be times when the wind and the waves cleave, hang the clouds and sail straight to the sea...Holy Son, these two words of yours are really amazing!"

Liu Xuanfeng and the others couldn't help being excited when they saw the difficulty of walking.

Immortal cultivators have a dangerous journey to immortality, and if they are not careful, they will die and disappear forever.

The journey to immortality is so difficult and treacherous, Liu Xuanfeng and the others were actually a little scared and worried in their hearts.

But now seeing this poem, all those worries disappeared.

As long as they persevere, one day, they will be able to see the Dao!

"It's a shame to take out such poor poems as shame."

At this moment, a disdainful voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of thunder flashed across the heads of the crowd, heading straight towards the poem that had just been hung up!

"Humph!"

Yan Yue snorted softly, flicked her sleeves, and a wave of magic power spread out, and the thunder light dissipated immediately, but this movement still shocked many diners, and they retreated one after another.

"what happened?"

"The cultivators are fighting."

Everyone looked towards where the thunder light came from, it came from an independent private room.

In the private room, a young man in a black robe stepped out with his head held high, with a haughty look on his face, his eyes were like lightning, and he said disdainfully: "My generation cultivates immortals, I don't practice magical powers, I pursue the Dao, and I study these mortals every day. What kind of climate can such poor poems become, the reincarnation of the sword fairy, I'm afraid it's just a waste of fame!"

The young man's words immediately enraged Liu Xuanfeng and the others.

"Lei Tianyi, you are too presumptuous!" Liu Xuanfeng looked at the young man and said in a cold tone.

This young man in black robe is the holy son of Tianlei Sect, the ninth Lei Tianyi on the list of talents!

Chapter 18 I want to stretch my muscles

In Jinyumanlou, Lei Tianyi, the holy son of Tianleimen, appeared and satirized Qin Changge.

However, Qin Changge's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care at all.

Liu Xuanfeng couldn't sit still anymore, and said coldly: "Lei Tianyi, you are too presumptuous!"

"Presumptuous? Hmph, did I say something wrong?" Lei Tianyi didn't show restraint at all, and continued: "If you don't cultivate immortals well, the teacher messes with these useless things, he is also worthy to be the holy son of your Zizai sect? It seems that your Zizai Sect has really fallen, one of the four sects, oh, it has a false name."

"There are three thousand roads, all of which can be proved, and the poems are the same. Because I don't understand it, I belittle it. The son of Tianleimen is so stupid."

At this moment, Qin Changge spoke up.

Hearing his words, Lei Tianyi sneered, "I think you are so stupid, what's the use of poetry? Can it help you kill the enemy? Can it help you improve your cultivation?"

"The well frog cannot speak of the sea, and the summer worm cannot speak of the ice."

Qin Changge said flatly.

Lei Tian frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

And some literati will know the meaning of these two sentences after careful consideration.

"The frog at the bottom of the well doesn't know how vast the sea is, and how does the bug in summer know how cold it is in winter? The Holy Son is saying that this Lei Tianyi is just like the frog at the bottom of the well and the bug in summer. Let's go together."

"Tsk tsk, this ironic person doesn't even use dirty words. The Holy Son is worthy of being the Holy Son. Take it."

And Lei Tianyi also understood Qin Changge's meaning from other people's explanations, and his face darkened, "Hmph, what kind of skill is it if you only take advantage of your tongue?"

"If you want to fight, see you in the ring. If you want to fight here, I don't mind helping your elders teach you a lesson."

Yan Yue said lightly.

As soon as she made a sound, Lei Tianyi couldn't resist talking back. After all, he is a great master at the Nascent Soul Realm, and he is at the Golden Core Realm, so he can't beat her at all.

It is easy for others to teach him a lesson.

"In the arena, I will let you see how powerful I am!"

Lei Tian snorted coldly, then turned back to the private room.

"This Lei Tianyi is really arrogant, he is ninth in the list of talents, his tail is up to the sky." Murong Yao pouted.

"Often keep a cold eye on the crab, to see how long he will run rampant."

Qin Changge said lightly.

"What do you mean?" Murong Yao was a little puzzled.

"Watch him quietly, and see how long he can be arrogant." Qin Changge's eyes showed a cold look.

He was also a little annoyed by the repeated provocations of the Tianlei Sect disciples.

After returning from Jinyu Manlou, Qin Changge continued to practice in seclusion.

The Sword Discussion Conference will continue.

After the first round, the top sixteen will be determined.

The top sixteen continues to the second round.

The opponent of Zizaimen's second round is a sect called Bajimen.

Most people in this sect are good at close combat, but under the suppression of their cultivation, Zizaimen still advanced to the third round without any risk.

It is worth mentioning that during the period when the Sword Discussion Conference was held, Qin Changge's difficult journey set off another wave of trends in the capital and gained a lot of admiration.

The spring breeze is proud of the building.

A graceful woman held a piece of paper in her hand, on which was written a poem, which was written by Qin Changge about the difficulty of traveling.

"There will be times when the wind and the waves cleave, and hang the clouds and sails to help the sea... This Qin Changge is really outstanding in literary talent, and from these two lines of poems, it can be seen that his tenacity in seeking the Tao is very comparable to others, otherwise how Make such majestic poems." Qingyue said with emotion.

"The son of Zizaimen is indeed extraordinary."

The maid next to Qingyue also echoed, and continued: "The only doubt now is how strong this person is."

"Since the Sword Discussion Conference has been held, haven't you found out yet?"

"No, since the Sword Discussion Conference, he has never made a move. In most cases, it was his junior brothers who made a move."

"Interesting, what is the strength of the rest?"

"According to the investigation, among the young disciples participating in the Sword Discussion Conference this time, the one with the highest cultivation level is Li Mingxuan of the Xuanzhen Sect, who is at the peak of the Golden Core. Make a move and lead them away." The maid said lightly.

"Very good." Qingyue nodded slightly.

the other side.

In the palace, the second round of the Sword Discussion Conference has come to an end.

The quarterfinals have been born.

They are Xuanzhen Sect, Lingxu Pavilion, Shanhe Sect, Tianlei Sect, Aurora Sword Sect, Liuhuo Sect, Xuelong Sect and Zizai Sect!

These top eight can be said to be the most outstanding eight cultivating sects in the Daqian Dynasty, and everyone did not have much doubt about this list.

After the top eight are determined, there will be another draw for the duel.

And Zizaimen's opponent this time is... Tianleimen!

"finally reached!"

In the direction of Tianleimen, Lei Tian looked in the direction of Zizaimen, "It's pretty good for you to make it to the top eight, but you can only stop here!"

"Heh, it's still unknown who will win the deer!"

Liu Xuanfeng said lightly with a chuckle.

One of them is ninth in the list of talents, and the other is No. 11. At this moment, they are facing each other, their aura leaks out, and they are colliding with each other tens of feet apart.

Huge pressure enveloped all around.

The surrounding soldiers guarding the palace felt as if they were being pressed down by a mountain, and couldn't help lying on the ground.

The other sect disciples watched this scene playfully.

After all, the grievances between Zizaimen and Tianleimen are obvious to all these days.

"Interesting, the one-on-one battle between Liu Xuanfeng and Lei Tian may be something to watch."

A man in a black robe said lightly.

This person's name is Lin Jue, and he is the contemporary holy son of Shanhe Sect. Apart from Li Mingxuan from Xuanzhen Sect, he is the one who performed most brilliantly in this sword discussion conference.

Of all the opponents who fought against him, none of them persisted in the three moves.

"Compared to Liu Xuanfeng, I am more curious about the reincarnation of the sword fairy from Zizaimen, and I don't know how strong he is."

A girl with bare feet and a bell around her ankles smiled lightly.

She is a true disciple of Lingxu Pavilion, her name is Nangong Wu, her cultivation is at the late stage of Jindan, and her performance in the Sword Discussion Conference is not weaker than that of Lin Jue.

And because of her cute and exquisite appearance, she has gained a large number of fans.

Every time she came on stage, many people in the audience cheered for her.

"You two, if you have any grievances, go to the ring and talk about them. These soldiers of mine can't stand the coercion of the two of you."

Gongsun Qing said with a faint smile.

Liu Xuanfeng and Lei Tian held back their breaths, while the surrounding soldiers felt relieved and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads.

"Go back and tell your holy son to write more poems, otherwise there will be no chance in the future."

As soon as Lei Tian finished speaking, he turned and left.

After Liu Xuanfeng and others went back, they told Qin Changge that the opponent in the next battle was Tianleimen.

"Well, I see."

Qin Changge nodded calmly, and then said to Liu Xuanfeng, "You don't have to play tomorrow."

"What?"

Liu Xuanfeng and the others were taken aback.

"It's nothing, I want to stretch my muscles."

Chapter 19 I will fix it as soon as possible

At night, the moon hangs high.

in the palace.

In the place where the disciples of the Tianlei Sect live, Yang Zheng said to Lei Tianyi indifferently: "Tianyi, fight the Zizai Sect tomorrow, let others go up and test the reincarnation of the sword fairy."

"Exploring?" Lei Tian frowned slightly.

"Yes, since the beginning of the conference, the reincarnation of this sword fairy has never made a move. His cultivation has always been a mystery. This is not good for us. It is necessary to let other people make a move."

"As far as I know, Qin Changge is only 15 years old this year. No matter how strong his cultivation base is, how strong can he be? I am enough to deal with him."

Lei Tianyi said disapprovingly.

He is in the late Jindan state, and he is Lei Xiu. In the entire Sword Discussion Conference, except for Li Mingxuan who is fourth on the list of talents.

For the rest, even Lin Jue and Nangong Wu were not afraid.

In his opinion, Qin Changge is just a weird monk who can only write poetry, even if he has some strength, it is absolutely impossible to be better than himself.

"Tianyi, you have to know that too much rigidity is easy to break. You are too proud. This is not conducive to your future practice."

"I see."

As for the preaching, Lei Tianyi had listened to it countless times, and he didn't bother to refute it.

"Ugh."

Yang Zheng sighed.

Immediately, I didn’t say anything more, the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal might just be exaggerated by others, I just hope that I was worrying too much.

the next day.

The quarter-finals of the Sword Discussion Conference.