A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

At one end of the square, thousands of disciples were at the forefront, while dozens of others stood there in an eye-catching manner.

Earlier, the seven or eight monks were taught more than knots to stay calm. The next dozen men and women were modified beyond the foundation period.

They are the owners and elders of Baiqiao Court, as well as a number of managers with various responsibilities.

“Here we are!” cried an unusually excited disciple, not knowing what he saw.

All the low-ranking monks suddenly looked up one by one.

Only the distant sky was sparkling with light, followed by a large group of colorful light points that flew from far and near.

“It's Ancient Sword Gate, they all fly with swords.” I don't know who's yelling again.

The crowd became more disturbed as soon as they heard it, and many people pointed at those lights, pointing and pointing and looking at each other differently.

“Silence! What kind of system is this? You want the other two factions to see the jokes of our Bakery?” An old man standing in front of the crowd with a heavy face suddenly spoke cold.

The sound sounded all over the field, and the other somewhat oblivious disciples, suddenly silent, the large square instantly quieted down.

The old man saw this, and this made him a little less satisfied.

Several other Knightaman monks looked at each other and smiled. It seemed strange to see this scenario.

At that time, the ancient swordsmen flew over the square. Though it cannot be said that all swords are mastered, only a few of them do not use swords.

“I didn't expect Brother Fu and others to greet me personally. Kang is truly flattered!” Among the ancient Brothers of the Sword Gate, a small 50-60 year-old man flew in front of him, he laughed and landed first.

Next to him was a young woman in white and a young man in a blue robe, both of whom were smiling together and laying on their shoulders, depending on the circumstances, a couple of perfect men.

At this time, the ancient sword gate seemed young and the rest of the lower order monks also fell.

“This time, Brother Kang Yun led the team, paid some people to come out and wait for you, besides, the famous Bai Bi Double Sword came.” The Kui Wu elderly, as usual, arched his hands at the three of them.

“Well, let's not brag about it, nor be afraid of the jokes of the younger generation. It seems that the fallen clouds have not yet arrived. Their party, the Sword Test Convention, is becoming less and less interested. Don't bother them a few times. Let them go.” Brother Kang seems to be somewhat invisible to the Fallen Cloud Sect, quite fortunate and joyful, he said.

The old man Fu listened to this, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

Unlike the ancient Sword Gate, they dare not to interface easily. If someone enters the high level ears of Fall Cloud Sect, there will definitely be a wind wave.

So, before the old man could think of a way to reply, a middle-aged man in a green robe behind him suddenly grabbed his lips and said:

“Don't be so hasty, Kang Daoyou! This time Yunzhong led the team, I heard there was a Song fairy from Baifeng Feng Feng. Is this the most beautiful woman we have ever seen in the three factions? Unfortunately, this fairy Song has always been hidden in the past, and I waited for very few people to see her. Nowadays, it's a wish! ”

“Brother Shi is talking about the White Phoenix Fairy, right? I've been famous for a long time. If this woman really leads the team, it won't hurt to wait a while.” Kang Yun's eyes revealed an interest and nodded.

The men and women of the ancient sword gate heard the words, full of unexpected colours. Even more surprisingly, the robe Confucianism said:

“I heard that this white phoenix fairy, with her genius roots, succeeded easily in less than a hundred years. She is also a genius in the cultivation of fairies at the first sight of the millennium. It was a big surprise to see this woman at this Fencing Conference. ”

“Yes! Even as a daughter, I am also curious about this famous fairy Song. If you can see it today, nature is a beauty!” The young lady in white looks normal, but her voice is round and beautiful, making people listen to her ears.

“This... Huh! Looks like the Fallen Cloud Sect people are coming.” The old man Fu smiled and when he was about to say something, he ignored to speak to the sky.

After listening to this, everyone in the neighborhood looked up at the same time and saw only the eastern direction, there was a huge black dot gradually approaching.

“Is this it?” Jiang Jianmen, a monk by his surname, moved in color and seemed to know what it was.

Just a little closer, the others finally saw clearly that it was a huge, abnormal bird that flew here at an incredible speed.

On the back of the bird stands the human shadow bush, as if there are many monks standing.

“Humph! The Fae Green Light Sculpture is worth showing, and this weird bird can only change its shape and size. It's only a Level 5 demon beast!” The monk looked at the big bird and said with some sourness in his mouth.

The old man Fu and a few other monks from Baiqiao Yan Jie Dan ignored it. Just pretended not to hear it.

But the young disciple present, obviously never before seen such a large spiritual beast, sucked the sound of cooling air for a time, and it rang again and again. Everyone opened their eyes and stared at the giant bird in an astonishing way.

The speed of the giant bird was also amazing, and after waving a few green wings, it reached the sky in an instant.

The huge body of the giant carved wings unfolded, at once bringing a large shadow, covering part of the square, while a violent wind scraped through, leaving some low-ranking disciples who were unstable in the wind, their faces white.

“Stop!” a man's voice burst out on the giant bird, and the carved wings snapped and floated halfway through the air.

And it was on the back of the bird that many of the monks fell down.

“Hey, isn't this Brother Duan from Fire Cloud Peak? What a rare customer!” The old man Fu saw the old man in red with the head at a glance, and his eyes rushed to greet him.

“Where! The last time Yunzhou said goodbye, I also dealt with my brother's misgivings!” The old man in red played a ha-ha, laughing. At the same time, look behind each other and sweep away.

“Brother Duan wants to find Elder Chang Zheng. Unfortunately, Brother Chang is out of town. However, Brother Chang should be able to make it back later in the General Assembly.” The old man didn't mean to say it.

“Well, that doesn't matter! It is also a matter of opportunity to narrow down. This is Master Woo. I don't need to introduce him. Everyone knows him. But Master Song, this is the first time you've seen her. I'd like to introduce you to one, two.” The old man in the red shirt showed a hint of disappointment, but then he looked as usual and said with a smile at the woman in blue who was beside her.

“The fame of the White Phoenix Fairy, paying for it in recent years has been like thunder. It is truly a myth to see Fangrong now!” The old man's eyes glanced slightly at the Song woman. After the astonishing colour flashed in his eyes, he praised her.

“Brother Fu is flattered. Little girls can't be called fairies.“ A gentle smile appeared on the women's jade face in blue, and the voice echoed softly. The woman's quiet and charming attitude made some low-level men in the vicinity watch a heartbeat, revealing a certain obsession.

And while those high-ranking monks are better, they are more or less hot in the eyes.

At this time, the old man in red shirt and others also saw the ancient Sword Gate man and went up to say hello.

Brother Kang, although not cold or hot, replied reluctantly.

However, the young woman in white, holding the Song surname in her hand, said enthusiastically, like a sister.

And the woman in blue always replied generously and politely, and her courteous behavior made it impossible to pick out any illness.

The next thing is simple.

After picking up the wind for the two parties, Baiqiao Yard emptied out two large residential yards for Ancient Sword Gate and Fall Cloud Sect, allowing them to rest for a day before starting a formal competition tomorrow.

And this evening was fine, and the next morning, three fierce trials began.

The competition was divided into three groups, each of which selected 10 players and 20 other disciples from both factions.

Each group passes two or two matches, and only the top four are selected. Then the twelve disciples started drawing lots to decide the final winner and the top ten.

Since there are not many disciples, it is natural that there will be no more simultaneous competitions at several venues, which will be held in the same venue in sequence.

The order of appearance of the competition shall be determined by the drawing of lots by the three factions of leading monks. So there's nothing to say.

As for referees, it would be fair to have a third priest who had nothing to do with the Siemens.

As a result, when many Baiqiao Court disciples could not get through the water surrounded by the more arena, a bald-headed man of Baiqiao Court stood in the middle of the shield and slowly proclaimed without moving his voice:

“Group 1, Falling Cloud Sect Han Li vs. Yao Feng of Ancient Sword Gate! ”

As the voice of the big man fell, one disciple came out of the queue of Fallen Cloud Sect and Ancient Sword Gate.

After seeing the opponents clearly, the disciples of Baiqiao Yard watched around them for a while, rioting and whispering.

“Am I right? One is the eleventh layer of the Qi Refining Stage and the other is the beginning of the Foundation Stage. ”

“It's too bad for them to fix it! ”

……

The disciple of the ancient sword door with two swords long and short in the back looked at his opponent with surprise, and then his face flashed with contempt.

For him, defeating each other by fixing them is simply not a dust blowing force.

And his opponent, a young man in blue and ordinary appearance, also frowned, appearing somewhat difficult and bewildered.

Outside the mask, the tri-party knotty monks naturally do not mix with those disciples, but gather alone in a small, empty space to relax and say nothing.

“I said, Brother Lu Yunzheng, are you really going to give up this sword test? Even the disciples on the eleventh floor of the Qi Refining Period can be selected through the sect. It's not just that you can count them randomly." Kang Yun of the ancient sword gate couldn't help but laugh when he saw the youths of the fallen cloud sect appearing.

“Huh! Eleventh floor. Nice! I remember when this disciple seemed to have passed the Zongney selection, he was only on the 10th floor of the Qi Refining Period, so quickly he was refined. It's rare.” The old man in red listened to each other, but he didn't say anything.

“What, through the selection on the tenth floor? Brother Duan, you're kidding.” Kang Yun of Ancient Sword Gate revealed his disbelief as soon as he heard the words.

This time, the old man in the red shirt laughed without answering.

When Jiang Yun saw this, he also mumbled in his heart. He stopped saying anything and began to pay attention to the situation in the field.

“Let the game begin!” The bald-headed man finally sank in the air and announced.

When the young man heard the voice, he did not hesitate to shrug his shoulders. At once, one red and two blue swords lasered out of his back, floating over his head, while the green light flashed in his hand and a green light shield floated over him.

The young man then quickly pinches his hands and prepares to drive the flying sword against the enemy.

But when he was so skilled at doing it, there were as many as fifty or sixty red balls that were caught in a hot wave of fire and rushed towards him.

“Ah!” This Yao Feng was surprised and had a horrible look on his face.

However, he was a foundational monk and had a lot of experience with his enemies. He was very intelligent in the rush to give up the drive, and at the same time, his body immediately pounded to the ground, and many fireballs flocked past him.

Suddenly, he was frightened by the cold sweat.

However, he was also more angry as a result. When angry enough to jump back up and give the other party a little color, there was an extra big black foot on his head and he stepped down without mercy.

Suddenly, the ancient Jianmen high school apprentice, his eyes darkened, and he knew nothing about it. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)