Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Early the next morning, the sun was just right, and in the stands of Wuyou Square, cultivators from various representative teams were already entering one after another. Due to the importance of this conference, basically the sect leaders, sect leaders, and family heads of the major forces personally led the team.

The arena on the high platform in front of the square had already been set up. Because there were a lot of participants, five stages were set up in the arena, and barriers were specially set up for each stage to prevent injury to innocent people.

There are many areas below the square. There is a sign in front of each area with the name of the representative team. Each representative team sits in one area. The leader sits on the main seat in the front row and the disciples sit behind the main seat. .

At this time, the square was already full of participating teams, and it was not yet the official competition time. Familiar teams were chatting loudly through the crowd, and there were also groups of cultivators talking about the rewards of this conference. ?

There was a lot of people and it was so lively.

Wan Qiyuan, Nangong Aotian, and Wan Jianian came with all the disciples from the Qiankun Hall. Their outstanding appearance instantly became the most beautiful scenery in the whole room.

There was a moment of silence in the square, and everyone watched intently as Wan Qiyuan led the disciples from the Qiankun Hall to find the place step by step, until they reached a small area at the very edge, which was already close to the edge of the square.

Wan Qiyuan knew that someone was targeting their Qiankun Palace. Although there were many representative teams, the arrangements were compact and the middle seats could fully accommodate them. There was no need to separate each area so far apart.

But Wan Qiyuan didn't care. He sat calmly on the main seat. Nangong Aotian, Wan Jianian and Fu Ling'er also sat down calmly.

Wan Qiyuan leaned back on the chair, turned his head and glanced at the people sitting in the center for a few times. The corners of Xie Cheng's mouth curled up slightly, and he ignored them. Instead, he looked at the strength of other representative teams.

And in the center was Mu Qingyue, so those two people must be her father and mother. She was whispering something to her mother at the moment, and occasionally glanced in the direction of Qiankun Hall.

It was the first time for many of the representatives on the field to see the Master of the Qiankun Palace. They did not expect him to be such a young and handsome young master, not to mention that many women on the field were secretly interested in him. They had never seen such a good-looking man before, and they were hesitant to say hello.

Liu Sangrui of the Divine Sword Sect came to Lan Wuhen with several senior brothers and sisters, and chatted animatedly with them. Someone took the lead, and others walked towards the direction of Qiankun Hall to get close.

"This must be the Lord of the Qiankun Palace. Hello, I am Feng Qiyang, the head of the Feng family in Fenghuang Ridge. I have admired the name of the Qiankun Palace for a long time. I met you today. I am really a young boy who is a hero."

"Hello, Master Feng, junior Wan Qiyuan is so polite." Wan Qiyuan saw that he was a bold, middle-aged bearded man. Although his face was rough, his words were very refreshing, so he responded with courtesy. Of.

"No gifts, no gifts, Lord Wanqi is indeed a young and promising hero. This is the first time for Qiankun Palace to participate in a grand event. Come on, let me introduce you to some respected old friends," Feng Qiyang laughed. He told Wan Qiyuan that he would take him to meet his old friends.

"Thank you, Master Feng, please." Wan Qiyuan stretched out his hand to ask Master Feng to go ahead. He nodded towards Fu Ling'er who was behind him, turned around and followed Feng Qiyang's footsteps, and the two of them walked towards a few middle-aged people, talking and laughing. Man.

Fu Ling'er saw that Wan Qiyuan had integrated into the circle of big shots so quickly, which was very good. This will be of great benefit to improving the status of Qiankun Palace in people's hearts.

There are so many sects in the world of cultivation, and a single one will not be able to go far in the end, because there will always be people with ulterior motives who will try their best to discredit you and will spare no effort to make you the target of public criticism.

Sect Master Mu saw that not only were the people in the Qiankun Hall not ostracized or neglected, but it had become the most lively place. Didn't you see that most of the heads of the family were heading towards that corner? Then what is the significance of the corners he deliberately arranged for Qiankun Palace?

He was so angry that he turned black on the spot. He didn't expect Wan Qiyuan to be so disrespectful to the invitation he sent yesterday, without even a perfunctory reply? He was also so angry that he smashed a lot of good things. How could he bear it when a young brat refused to give him face? He even stepped on his face and rubbed it on the ground. How could he bear it?

Immediately ask the disciples to put them in a corner. It is best to let them sit on the bench. This is just an appetizer.

No matter how angry he is now, Wan Qiyuan is doing well anyway. In less than half a quarter of an hour, they were chatting animatedly with Feng Qiyang, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect Ye Xiaochen, the headmaster Fu Lei of the Tianyang Sect, the master Dong Yining of Nanhua Palace, and Pang Yanchong of Pangjiabao. They all had a kind of affinity with each other. The feeling of regretting it too late.

Wan Qiyuan's conversational skills were not inferior to those who had been in power for many years. No matter what they said, Wan Qiyuan could always answer them. Sometimes, Wan Qiyuan would have to explain the meaning to them again and again, so that they could understand this person. New leaders are impressed. I believe that after this conference, all cultivators will be familiar with the name of Qiankun Hall.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang" three bells rang, indicating that the conference was about to begin. Everyone returned to their seats and looked at the man in green on the high platform. This man was Li Zihao.

I saw him holding the manuscript and reading out the competition rules.

"In previous years, the competition was based on the point-to-point principle, but this year is different, because the secret realm behind is extremely dangerous, and you may escape death after entering. In order to show that everyone has this determination to die, so this competition will have to sign a life and death certificate, and the sword will be invincible. Just in case.”

Fu Ling'er looked at the number 38 in her hand. She didn't feel it before, but now she felt inexplicably that it was scolding her and that the rules were changed specifically to target her. Ha, I was very angry, but would she be afraid?

Looking at Li Zihao talking eloquently on the stage, she curled her lips and said whatever tricks she wanted, she would follow up.

Li Zihao finally finished talking about the generous rewards and announced the start of the conference.

The referee randomly selected numbers to match the opponents. There were more people in the preliminary round and they had already reached number 158, so the five stages were held at the same time.

"Number 63 vs. Number 121," then the referee's announcement came from the No. 1 arena.

I saw a man sitting in the Huayang Sect's seat stood up and walked towards the ring, and another man from Guling Villa came out.

The two of them used their spiritual power to write down signs of life and death. This was a contract approved by Heaven. They could not break the contract or take revenge afterwards, otherwise Heaven would punish them. This is a kind of overbearing clause that makes people dare not violate it easily.

The two of them stood on stage one and bowed to each other.

"Huayang Sect, No. 63 Zhang Heng, middle stage of Golden Elixir, please give me your advice,"

"Guling Villa, No. 121 Ancient Zheng, early stage of Golden Elixir, please give me some advice,"

"Start" at the referee's order, the two sides started a fierce competition. With the collision of spiritual skills in the No. 1 arena, competition in other arenas also began.

For a moment, the various spiritual powers in the arena hit each other on the barrier, and the enveloping barrier trembled with the spiritual power. The people watching outside couldn't help but sweat, ready to defend themselves at any time.

On Arena No. 1, there is a small difference in strength between the two. Zhang Heng of Huayang Sect is a cultivator of the Golden Spirit Root. The weapon he uses is a long sword. Compared with the ancient Zheng of Gu Ling Villa opposite, the Golden Spirit Skill is His water-based spiritual skills are slightly better. However, the water-type martial arts skills used by Gu Zheng and the red tassel spear used were both high-grade Xuan-level skills and weapons. Even if Zhang Heng wins, he will win based on his cultivation level.

The two sides soon decided the winner. Although the two signed a life-and-death certificate, there was no mortal grudge between the two, so there was no need to grudge.

So Zhang Heng stopped immediately after winning.

"Concession,"

"Thank you Brother Zhang for showing mercy,"

After the referee ruled that Huayang Sect No. 63 was victorious, Zhang Heng and Gu Zheng got off the ring.