The dragon who wears books is above

In the north, Kunlun Xianzong, Canglan Hall.

Shi Yantang had received a message from his master recently, and he returned to Kunlun with Shi Yanqing, they happened to catch up with the selection of inner disciples.

The selected inner disciples will be sent to Sunset City to participate in the once-in-a-century competition in the world of cultivating immortals.

As a direct disciple, Shi Yantang has already been counted in the quota, so there is no need to worry, but Shi Yanqing is just a handyman.After thinking for a long time, he still stood on the high platform to compete with others for inner disciples.

This time, Shi Yanqing became famous in the first battle.

In order to win the dragon egg, all sects have put in all their strength to select the best and most elite disciples, and step up their cultivation in secret, and Kunlun is no different.

They selected a total of 130 eight disciples, who will go to Sunset City seven days later, and this time, the quota is 150.

Except for Lou Qi who died ten years ago, Kunlun's elite disciples, one under the Second Elder, one under the Third Elder, one under Qin Jiu Singer, and the dark horse Shi Yanqing this time, there were only four of them.

Perhaps, one more person should be added.

The elders were worried. On the other hand, Cang Haisheng, the head of the sect, his eyes were not serious, but he was still gentle and calm. He was sitting on the high chair in the hall, which made people feel that he was different from ten years ago.

Ten years ago, his aura was restrained and soft, but now it exudes a kind of sharpness, and his whole person is not as easy to talk as ten years ago. He seems to be waiting for something, and he is almost impatient.

The third elder's suggestion was rejected again, she suppressed the anger in her heart, and roared: "Brother, think clearly, this time it is not six disciples, but hundreds of inner disciples, if these disciples are damaged In Sunset City, not only will Kunlun's vitality be seriously injured, but he will never fall again!"

Cang Haisheng gave her a condescending look, his smile was still there, and he was personable, but his words did not allow anyone to question him at all: "Junior Sister, you are making too much of a fuss, as long as Kunlun wins the first prize, you can get the dragon egg. All schools know The importance of this big competition, I don’t know who will be seriously injured." He laughed: "Besides, there are many elite disciples in our school, so it may not be impossible to win the first place without losing one soldier."

The sword has no eyes, although Dabi stipulated not to injure each other's lives, it is common to lose arms and legs, what's more, the meridians are completely destroyed, and the dantian is shattered!

The third elder clenched his fists, knowing that the current senior brother has been fascinated by the name of Dragon Egg, and can't listen to anything.

The second elder had a fiery temper, but he has restrained himself a lot in the past few years. Among them, the second elder listened to Cang Hai's words the most, but he also began to hesitate on this matter, saying: "Senior brother, this matter... I I also feel that something is wrong, all the disciples sent by our sect are promising disciples, but we have no way of knowing that other sects are also like us, in case..."

"Wouldn't it be worth the loss if someone plots against you when the Kunlun dragons are leaderless?"

Cang Haisheng smiled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said firmly: "They will definitely be like us, leaving no room for retreat."

Without waiting for the crowd to say anything, he said again: "For this big competition, the heads and elders of all sects will follow. The dragons in Kunlun have no leader, and so are the rest of the sects. They don't have the guts!"

The third elder said unwillingly: "But..."

"No need to say more!" Cang Haisheng made a final decision, his eyes suddenly became sharp and lofty, and he did not allow anyone to disobey him at all, his smile gradually faded, and he swept his long sleeves: "This is the end! Order all disciples Be sure to come out on top!"

"Furthermore, Second Junior Brother, don't forget, you still have a disciple."

A more outstanding and powerful disciple than Lou Qi was back then.

Everyone was speechless, for some reason, they all avoided the gaze in the shadows.

In the darkness in the corner, a slightly thin disciple stood quietly, as if he had melted into the air, his back was raised slightly, his arms were hanging down unnaturally, his eyes were so dark that the whites of them were not visible.

Jiang Shudao.

The second elder felt a little cold in his heart, and he secretly regretted that he should not have handed over Jiang Shudao to the head of the sect. Even if he was rescued, he always felt like his master's scalp was numb.

But in the past ten years, his cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds, which is a fact, even surpassing Lou Qi's cultivation speed back then.

Jiang Shudao raised his eyelids, a smile appeared on his pale face, and he straightened up. Looking at it this way, except that he was a little thinner, he seemed to be the same as before, and he was still the playboy.

Approaching the mountain gate, the Shi family brothers looked at the white snow that was helping in the distance, with worried expressions on their faces.

It was too late when they returned to Kunlun, knowing that Xiao Ru was in trouble, the Shi family brothers wanted to go to help immediately, but they didn't know the situation of the battle, and the journey was really far away, maybe the battle would be over before they arrived.

In desperation, Shi Yanqing asked Shi Yantang to beg his master, get the magic weapon for sending messages, and inquire about Xiao Rushi's current situation.

But unexpectedly, this thing gave them a pleasant surprise.

"What did you say in the letter?" Shi Yantang scratched his head, he was a rough man, and he was most annoyed by these densely packed large and small handwriting.

Shi Yanqing's hands trembled slightly, his eyes turned red, but his face was smiling, an extremely joyful smile.

"The letter said that Qinling won a complete victory."

Shi Yantang was wrong when he saw it, shouldn't he be happy when he won? Why is he still red-eyed? He wiped his brother's eyes in a hurry, his mouth was clumsy and he couldn't say any comforting words, he stared at his brother's bright red lips, wishing to block his eyes. go up.

"The letter also said..."

Shi Yanqing couldn't help laughing.

On the ink paper, there were two kinds of handwriting, and under the other handwriting, there were two characters of flamboyant and flying phoenix dancing.

——Xiao Bai.

Seven days later, Cang Haisheng and several elders entered Sunset City first, while the 130 eight disciples of Kunlun went down the mountain in a hurry, heading towards the ferry.

To set foot on Sunset City, one must cross the sea of ​​hopelessness.That sea area is unfathomable, and the edge is far away. Unless it is a special ship for Sunset City, no matter how high your cultivation base is, how powerful you are, and how powerful you are, you will still lose your way in this sea area.

The ferry of the sea of ​​hopelessness is in Baidi City.

When the Kunlun people arrived, there were already large and small sects waiting here, and the ferry was crowded with piles of dark crowds, who were clearly separated from each other and had nothing to do with each other.

They seemed to be divided into individual groups. Only by the school logos, the people in Kunlun could tell that Yaochi, Bailu, Huangquanzong, Sandaozong... are all famous schools in the world of cultivating immortals.

Of the four great immortal sects, Kunlun has arrived, only Putuo is missing.

Shi Yantang was in front, he had a ferocious face, well-developed muscles, and was very capable of intimidating people when he was silent. In addition, Shi Yanqing followed him, although he looked a little thin, but his demeanor could not be ignored.

As soon as they appeared, some people began to whisper, and after Shi Yantang passed by, they became more courageous, and the people present were all people with sharp ears and eyes, so they could easily hear what they were talking about.

"Kunlun really dare to come this time? I heard that they have lost their first disciples, and they have done nothing for ten years."

"I don't know, hey, have you heard of it? What's the name of that talented junior sister from their sect..."

"Xiao Rushi?"

"Yes! It's her! She is probably busy defending against the enemy at home now, so she can't care about this competition."

"But didn't Kunlun produce a guy named Jiang Shudao?"

Someone snorted, and said: "What's the use of having one? Yao Chi has also taken in a new woman named Su Jinxiu. I heard that the spiritual root is extremely pure and very beautiful. There is also a white deer, although it is lost. A Gu Qingyi, but Bailu has been extremely powerful in the past few years, and he is fierce in things, so he is not easy to provoke. Does Huang Quanzong know? It was originally only a middle-level sect, but who would have expected that Huang Quanzong would turn out to be a martial idiot! In the end, the Four Great Immortal Sects are just a name, and whoever is stronger will be the one."

"Now, it's hard to say which faction the names of the Four Great Immortal Sects belong to."

"I see, Huang Quanzong will have to replace Kunlun sooner or later."

"Hey, isn't there another Putuo?"

These people speak more and more without scruples, and they are not from one sect, but basically all sects are looking at them with that kind of mocking eyes.

Some disciples clenched their fists angrily: "If the elder brother is here... how can we allow them to look down on us so much!"

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while, tense, Shi Yantang naturally felt their malice, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight, Shi Yanqing grabbed him and shook his head.

It is really not wise to oppose all sects in this kind of place.

It just so happened that another group of bald monks came over there, wearing Buddha beads around their necks and clasping their hands together. It was really Zen-like, but what attracted people's attention even more was that there was an extremely luxurious sedan chair among the group of monks. The people who carried the sedan chairs were obviously not from Putuo, but all of them walked lightly and powerfully without touching the ground.

The sedan chair was spotless, made of excellent ancient wood, and the four corners of the sedan chair were hung with aura of jade. What was even more shocking was that the sedan chair was engraved with defensive formations everywhere. extreme.

Trench!

The people in the sedan chair didn't come out, but everyone could hear faint coughing, it seemed that the owner was particularly unwell.

Time passed little by little, and everyone gradually began to be impatient, and seeing that the appointed hour was approaching, their moods became more and more restless.

The same is true for Kunlun's disciples.

Their Senior Sister Xiao and Senior Brother Wudao have not returned yet, although the headmaster said before they set off that they would arrive at the Baidi City Ferry within the specified time, there was no way they could be in a hurry.

If this opportunity is missed, they will have to wait hundreds of years, and Kunlun will also lose two generals.

The noon sun was dazzling, scorching hot on the person, Kunlun's disciples were staring at the direction they came from, trying to pass through the crowd to see the familiar figure.

Their mood became more and more anxious and worried.

Everyone looked at them with mocking and disdainful eyes, waiting to see their Kunlun jokes.With a gloating attitude, malice is everywhere.

When the time came, a large ship suddenly sailed from the end of the vast ocean. The ship appeared suddenly like a monster on the sea. Upon closer inspection, the ship was actually floating on the sea surface without touching the sea water at all.

People were amazed.

Suddenly someone turned his head and raised his voice slightly.

"Look! Another person is here!!"

From the far side of the road came three figures, an extremely handsome young monk of fifteen or sixteen years old, a dazzling girl in a red dress with a huge ax on her shoulder, and a——

A young man with brows and eyes as pale as smoke, a bright wind and a bright moon.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the spirit girl of Yaochi, she covered her eyes, and her fingers even trembled slightly.

Beside her, a woman as beautiful as the bright moon, unconsciously took a step back.

In the sedan chair, the pale man coughed lightly, stroked his bloodless lips with his fingers, and finally smiled softly.

ten years.

They didn't erase their memories, and didn't make them forget the young man whose scandals and gossip spread all over Kunlun's disciples.

All Kunlun's disciples never forgot that senior brother who was the most talented and also the most useless.

They still feel that they have never seen such a good-looking person.

"Senior Brother Xiao!!!!"