Master, love me again!

"Our faction is hosting the Immortal Sect Grand Competition today. It is a great fortune for all of you to come and participate in this grand event. I hope that all young talents can show their talents and show their charm." This woman is exactly The current lord of Cuiwei Palace, Fairy Weilan.Not only is she outstandingly talented, but she has always been called the twin sisters of the cultivation world with Fairy Dingyun from Qinghua Xianmen.

"The time has come, and the Xianzong Grand Competition has officially begun!" Fairy Weilan's voice echoed the waves on the lake, and a light blue spiritual power wafted from her body to the surroundings. Those who were penetrated by this layer of spiritual power felt like they were soaked in intuition. After passing through a layer of water curtain, even the mind became clearer and clearer.

The treasure boat on the lake began to shake, whether it would overturn the river or the sea, some of the disciples of Qinghua Immortal Sect could not stand still.Zhuo Junchen and Lian Xinhong held Mu Zisu's arm alone, so he didn't fall down in embarrassment.Now Mu Zisu is considered to be the one with the lowest level of cultivation in the whole ship, and he is a little embarrassed to be supported by the two of them.

Shen Hanfeng watched as the ripples on the lake became more and more intense, and with a wave of his hand, the ship immediately stabilized.If someone looks carefully, they can see that there is a thick layer of ice where the treasure ship of Qinghua Xianmen meets the water surface. Under the water surface, the huge ice layer supports the treasure ship, making them more stable than others Not a lot.

Mu Zisu could stand upright by himself and watch the jokes of those people on other boats.

Shen Hanfeng's movements were not big, but his speed was fast. Many leaders on the ship hadn't seen his actions clearly, and they couldn't replicate his actions. They could only feel the turbulence of the ship under their feet in the increasing wind and waves. Even more powerful.

"What is this Cuiwei Palace doing!" A murmuring voice gradually spread.The calmness and calmness of the members of the Qinghua Immortal Sect seemed particularly unique among the panicked crowd.

"It seems that the Qinghua Immortal Sect really deserves to be the No. [-] Immortal Sect." Fairy Weilan said to Immortal Fuyong beside her with a slight smile in her eyes.

Immortal Fuyong just smiled and said nothing, it is impossible for Fairy Weilan not to know that Shen Hanfeng came to Cuiwei Valley, and nephew Shen didn't cover up this little move in front of them, but she just didn't know what Fairy Weilan meant by saying so.

Jiuyan, the sect master of Jiuyangmen, was also invited to be there. Hearing Fairy Weilan's approval, he pretended to have no intention of saying: "My disciples of Jiuyangmen are not bad."

Everyone's eyes moved to the treasure boat of Jiuyangmen, most of the people of Jiuyangmen were ostentatious, the fiery red treasure boat was very conspicuous, and the group of red-robed disciples on the chartered boat seemed to have red faces.

"It's here, hold your breath?" Fu Yong looked suspiciously at the group of Jiuyangmen disciples who were blushing and holding their breath so hard that they could clearly see the veins on their necks.

Jiuyan said angrily: "Immortal Fuyong has misread it, this is the secret method of our sect, these disciples have practiced for many years, and their feet are stable, so that they can stabilize the shaking treasure ship.

As soon as the Master of Jiuyan Sect finished speaking, he heard a muffled laugh, but he looked around angrily, but he couldn't find out who was so disregarding him from Jiuyang Sect.

Fairy Weilan raised her palm, and a jade ruyi that was more than a foot long appeared in her palm. After the blue aura flashed, the long-turbulent waves finally calmed down.

Everyone followed Fairy Weilan's gaze to look into the distance, and outside the encirclement surrounded by treasure ships, hundreds of ice sculpture-like blue competition platforms rose on the smooth mirror-like lake.

These squares are blue and clear, and there seems to be the purest water flowing quietly, and there are four phoenixes with their heads raised outwards on the four corners, ready to fly.The competition platforms are independent of each other, but there are countless interlocking corridors distributed beside the competition platforms. Even on the water, it is possible for disciples who have no competition to watch, or to cheer for their brothers and sisters.

"After a quarter of an hour, all participating disciples are invited to find their own competition platform, and abandon the competition after the deadline." Fairy Weilan's words really kicked off the prelude to the Xianzong Grand Competition.

A quarter of an hour is not too long, and even the disciples of the Qinghua Immortal Sect felt a little anxious. These bipedaling platforms look very similar, and there is no number mark, what should we do?

"Don't panic, these sequences of gold will appear on the fighting stage, and when the numbers appear, it's not too late for everyone to start." When everyone was helpless, it was Ling Yihang's voice that eased everyone's anxiety.

After listening to his explanation, everyone really calmed down a lot. After a while, golden mist appeared and intertwined on the stage.All the talents controlled their magic tools and flew towards their own competition platform.

Zhuo Junchen's Heavy Heaven Sword was broken, so he could only fly over with his lightness kung fu. Fortunately, the fighting platform he and Huo Meier were on was not far from Qinghua Xianmen's treasure ship.

Before leaving, Zhuo Junchen took a special look back at Master.Shen Hanfeng nodded towards him calmly: "Be careful."

Zhuo Junchen nodded solemnly, he would naturally take care of himself, and he would do what his master said so that Huo Meier would be eliminated in the first round.

When Zhuo Junchen landed on the competition stage, Huo Meier had already arrived for a long time, she didn't have to come here by herself like Zhuo Junchen, there were at least five or six disciples who were willing to carry her to show their courtesies.

Huo Meier stroked the end of her hair with both hands, and looked at Zhuo Junchen's eyes flickering, the meaning was inexplicable.Zhuo Junchen just looked at her calmly, without any wavering in his mind.

"I didn't expect that the bet that was made yesterday would be decided today." Huo Meier whispered to Zhuo Junchen.

Zhuo Junchen felt a little doubt in his heart when he heard the words, although the first round of the disciple's general election was a watershed.The winning side can enter the next round, and the losing side has to wait until five days later to determine the last [-] winning disciples before they can compete for ten promotion qualifications from all the losing disciples.But judging from Huo Meier's tone, it seemed that victory or defeat was a matter of one action.

Zhuo Junchen said: "Junior Sister Huo, don't be discouraged, even if you lose this round, you will still be eligible to enter the top [-] in the next round."

Huo Mei'er sneered and said, "Why didn't Senior Brother Zhuo say that you let me in this game? Anyway, with Senior Brother Zhuo's talent, it is extremely easy to get one of the ten places out of thousands of people Is it something?" Huo Meier's eyes were wide open, and the innocent look on her face was even worse.Zhuo Junchen didn't have any reason, he could see a few traces of enchantment and charm from her pretendingly innocent face.

Seeing that Zhuo Junchen was motionless, Huo Meier played with her hair a little bored.The sun fell on her ten silver rings, and the cold light made Zhuo Junchen extremely afraid.

"Uncle Shen shared a secret with me last night, even if I exchanged this secret with Senior Brother Zhuo, you wouldn't agree?"

Zhuo Junchen's heart skipped a beat, thinking that his master hadn't talked much about Huo Meier, and there were some unspeakable weirdness on weekdays. It's not that he wasn't unmoved by Huo Meier's proposal.

It's just that even so, he promised his master, and he will definitely not break his promise.

A crisp chime resounded throughout Cuiwei Lake, which was the signal for war.Holding the Nether Whip in his hand, Zhuo Junchen said to Huo Meier in a deep voice, "Junior Sister Huo, please do your best."

Huo Meier only slowly revealed a smile when she heard the words: "Since Senior Brother Zhuo has something to ask... Junior Sister should obey."

While speaking, Huo Meier crossed her hands and placed them one inch above her chest.The open slender fingers overlapped, and the light on the ring became more apparent.

Zhuo Junchen could vaguely see the translucent silk threads floating on the silver ring, the sunlight was dazzling, but he couldn't see clearly for a while.

Naturally, Huo Meier would not let go of such an opportunity, and the silk thread on the ring spread towards Zhuo Junchen silently under the light.This pair of silver rings is a fairy artifact handed down from their family since ancient times, and the mystery lies in this silk thread.These silk threads seem to be as light as nothing, as thin as a needle point, if they are pierced into the opponent's body, they can curl up, wringing flesh and blood under the skin, which is extremely painful.

The most important thing is that there is a weapon spirit in the ring that can sneak into the opponent's body with the silver thread and control what he does.If it's just an ordinary opponent, she just needs to throw the opponent out of the fighting ring.It's just that the person in front of me is Zhuo Junchen, Huo Meier's eyes flashed a stern look, since you are Shen Hanfeng's disciple, don't blame me for being too ruthless!

Under the urging of spiritual power, the silk thread wound towards Zhuo Junchen at a seemingly slow but very fast speed.Zhuo Junchen's eyes narrowed slightly, although he didn't know what kind of ability Huo Meier had, but there was no need to doubt that these silk threads should never get close to him.

With a flick of the long whip, crackling blue and purple snakes coiled around with electricity, making the black and silver long whip look extremely hideous and terrifying.Zhuo Junchen didn't take a defensive stance, instead he took half a step forward and whipped the long whip towards Huo Meier.

Zhuo Junchen's move elicited a terrifying gasping sound.Not to mention Huo Meier's beautiful face, this whip was thrown at a strong man, most likely it was the result of his skin being torn.Zhuo Junchen didn't feel pity for the fragrance and jade at all, instead he was ruthless.

Huo Meier's brows twitched slightly, the smile on her face receded a bit, more filaments grew out of the silver ring without any concealment, even though the number was much larger, they entangled the soft and weak hair towards the long whip. It doesn't look like there is any resistance.

There was a hint of a dark smile in Huo Mei'er's eyes, as long as she could restrain the whip, Zhuo Junchen would be unable to retreat.Like Jiang Wuxin, she is a metallic single spiritual root monk.But the filaments on the silver ring are neither gold nor jade. When the Nether Whip was attached, everyone saw the majesty of the whip, but they didn't know that these filaments were like bloodthirsty flower vines, entangled towards the Nether Whip.

"How is it possible!" Huo Meier thought that the spirit of the weapon could control the Nether Whip without any difficulty through the thin thread, but she didn't want to be able to penetrate the whip anyway. In desperation, she had to dodge Zhuo Junchen's attack in embarrassment .