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About the start of the Sword Spirit Contest!

In the following time, Qingxuan and Meng Hongyi were almost inseparable. Four or five consecutive days of training were quite effective, and Meng Hongyi was able to fly over walls very freely and easily.

The Sword Spirit Contest came as scheduled, and Qingxuan Yujian took Meng Hongyi away from the sect and headed straight for Lingjian Mountain.

The scene of Lingjian Mountain was very grand, with endless streams of people rushing towards the top of the mountain. Meng Hongyi, who was huddled in Qingxuan's arms, was blown to pieces by the cold wind. He rubbed his head hard before poking his head out. Are there many people participating in the Sword Spirit Competition?"

Looking at Wuyang Wuyang's crowd, he felt guilty for a while, thinking that he didn't have much time to embark on the journey of cultivation, and he unexpectedly ran into such a grand/big competition.

"A lot of entries have been added this year, so there are several times more participants than before," Qingxuan looked down at Meng Hongyi, and said with relief: "Don't worry, just treat them as sandbags and just beat them with your hands and feet." gone."

Meng Hongyi looked at the crowded heads thoughtfully, thinking: standing in front of dozens of sandbags and jumping together seems quite scary.

Competitors who climbed Lingjian Mountain on foot basically came from unpopular or unknown sects, while contestants from famous sects like Qingxuan went directly to the front of the temple with their swords, without having to go through the crowd at all. human suffering.

Compared to the grand occasion at the foot of the mountain, the front of the main hall was much deserted, with a dozen or so people scattered scattered, and there was little communication with each other.

As soon as Qingxuan jumped off the spirit sword with Meng Hongyi in his arms, Chang Bian who was not far away saw him and quickly approached him.

"There are a lot of new tricks in this year's competition." Chang Bian waved the fan casually a few times, and looked at Jingci with raised eyebrows. Obviously, he was the first to spy on a lot of valuable information, and... now there is still Deliberately ran to Qingxuan's eyes to tease him.

Qingxuan was very interested in the competition system, so he asked along the way: "What's new?"

But Meng Hongyi, who was still in his arms, had a different focus. Although he knew that the number of places in the Sword Spirit Competition had increased, he didn't expect that Jingci would also come to participate in the competition. It's really a narrow road!

"Well..." Chang Bian deliberately paused, Qingxuan was not in a hurry, let alone urged him, but just waited for him with a cold face, he knew that Chang Bian came here on purpose to tell him about the competition system .

This indifferent expression made Chang Bian have no desire to express, but it was very uncomfortable not to mention holding back in his heart, "Most of the previous sword spirit competitions were divided into team competitions and individual competitions, but this time the sword spirit competition You say it's a mess!"

Qing Xuan frowned, "You mean...all the contestants will compete together?"

Lingjian Mountain is not small, but it is not big. If everyone wants to compete together, it may be a bit stretched.

Chang Bian nodded, "It is said that the owner of the mountain opened up a wide and small world, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, and there are only a few thousand contestants... Naturally, it is more than enough."

After hearing this, Qing Xuan immediately felt something was wrong.

Locking all the contestants in the small world is equivalent to completely cutting off contact with the outside world. At that time... Wouldn't it be easy for the Lord of Lingjian Mountain to do some small tricks!

"How could there be such a sudden innovation this year?" Qingxuan asked suspiciously, and also wanted to see what Chang Bian had in mind, so that he could use it as a reference.

Chang Bian didn't think there was anything strange about it, "Perhaps the Lord of the Mountain thought the previous rules and forms were too boring, so he made some changes."

"I always feel... there is a trap here." Qing Xuan said in a low voice.

In fact, from the very beginning, Qingxuan made the worst guess, but the behavior of the mountain master of Lingjian Mountain seemed to be too undisguised, seemingly upright, in his opinion, it was actually a trap set up for everyone to go. Drill in.

Chang Bian saw the clues from Qingxuan's dignified expression, and he relieved with a relaxed face: "Don't be too suspicious, there has never been a moth in the Sword Spirit Competition for so many sessions, and nothing will happen this time. Big deal."

It's not that Qingxuan is suspicious, if Chang Bian knows that Kuang He has been trapped in Lingjian Mountain for thousands of years, he will definitely be as vigilant and suspicious as him now.

But Qingxuan can't tell anyone now, and can't cause unnecessary commotion at this critical moment. If it affects the implementation of the follow-up plan, the loss outweighs the gain.

While speaking, a gorgeously dressed and graceful woman walked out of the gate of the main hall. She wore a strange crow mask on her face, and her clothes were covered with golden feathers, which were particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

There is no doubt that she is the Lord of Lingjian Mountain.

"I am Di Ya, the Lord of the Mountain. I will announce and explain the rules of this sword spirit competition. I will also maintain the order of the competition in the future, so as to be fair, just and open."

Through the cold mask, everyone can vaguely feel that the speaker is smiling, and the soft and sweet voice will always make people think again and again.

Next, Di Ya introduced the competition rules to the contestants present in great detail.

The form of this sword spirit competition is indeed as Chang Bian said, everyone will enter a small world, the sword master and sword spirit will compete together, fight to the fullest in the small world, and the last pair of sword spirits will survive And the sword master is the winner.

Everyone will get a spirit ring before entering the small world, and the ring can be activated by injecting spiritual power, and that spirit ring will release huge spiritual power at a critical moment to resist fatal injuries for the contestants, and quickly send the contestants away. Teleported from the small world.

This preparation was made to allow all contestants to display their skills without any scruples.

This time the Sword Spirit Competition really overturned everyone's understanding.

With a wave of Di Ya's right hand, two silver rings appeared in front of each contestant, obviously preparing one for the sword spirit and one for the sword master.

Qingxuan felt a little strange, the body of the sword spirit was a sword, unless the sword died, the sword spirit would die, and it was not very meaningful to prepare such a ring for the sword spirit.

Of course, Qingxuan was not the only one who thought this way, and many people murmured that it was strange.

Di Ya, who was standing on the top, seemed to have heard everyone's questions, and explained: "The small world where everyone competes is very special. Only by activating this silver ring can you pass through the barrier, and the sword spirits who enter the small world will embrace Nan`` Feng has a spirit body, they will temporarily break away from the fetters of the sword and become an independent person."

"This...isn't this nonsense!" Chang Bian analyzed in surprise: "So, after entering the small world, wouldn't the connection between the sword spirit and the sword master be cut off?"

Qingxuan looked serious, and asked back: "Do you still think that there will be no accidents in this sword spirit competition? I think... Di Ya is clearly doing something."

Di Ya, who noticed the strangeness, directly revealed the grand prize of this competition in order to appease everyone's emotions, "The contestant who wins the top prize this time will get a 10-year-old immortal flower, and a dragon king's bandit. A dragon-striped armor made of belly scales."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the contestants turned red.

A 10-year immortal flower is already rare in the world. The monks who have taken the 10-year immortal flower can basically live nearly 10 years longer, and the effect of a [-]-year immortal flower can be imagined. fear.

Although the lifespan of a monk is long, the journey of practice is endless. Most of the monks who can successfully prove the Tao and become immortals are old monsters who have lived for nearly a million years.

From this, we can know that the flower of eternal life holds the highest position in the monk's heart.

And the dragon pattern armor made by the dragon king's belly scale is an unheard of treasure. It has been too long since the dragon clan perished, so long that almost everyone has almost forgotten that such a powerful and violent race once existed in this world.

When he heard about the dragon-patterned armor, Meng Hongyi was also attracted. Although he didn't know if he could use the dragon king Pihe's scales as a carrier to connect with Taki, it was at least an opportunity and hope worth trying.

At this moment, he wanted to work hard to win the leader.

The richer the prizes, the more Qingxuan felt that something was wrong, "Chang Bian, come to me as soon as you enter the small world, there is a big problem with this sword spirit competition."

Chang Bian glanced at Qingxuan's worried expression, "Don't worry, we two will join forces later, and we will definitely be able to beat all these people to the ground with ease, and getting a leader is not an easy task. "

"Since everyone can't wait, let's activate the silver ring immediately and enter the small world to start the competition." A golden round mirror flew out of Di Ya's wide sleeve pocket. She poked the mirror with her hand, and then threw the mirror into the air .

The small round mirror became several times larger in an instant, and it hung high above the main hall, like the sun.

Qingxuan felt bursts of spiritual power from the people standing around him, and many fast-moving monks had already activated the silver ring and rushed towards the round mirror to enter the small world.

Qingxuan, who was holding two silver rings, put away one of them, and only activated one. Meng Hongyi scratched his head in confusion, only to hear Qingxuan explain: "Make your body transparent, you can travel directly through the enchanted world, There is no need to pass this ring of unknown origin."

In fact, it is not difficult to break into the small world with Qingxuan's powerful spiritual power, but he does not want to attract the attention of the mountain lord Di Ya, so he can only make some unknown sacrifices.

Meng Hongyi nodded knowingly, and quickly nihilized his body proficiently, and then flew towards Yuanjing in Qingxuan's arms.

To be honest, he was still a little flustered the moment he came into contact with the mirror, but luckily everything went well, Meng Hongyi passed through the barrier without any hindrance.

"It really came in directly!" Meng Hongyi sighed in surprise. He had doubts about whether he had such a special ability before, but now after two verifications, he is somewhat firm.

Before Qingxuan had time to respond to Meng Hongyi's words, someone stabbed him with a sword from behind. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and the moment he put Meng Hongyi down, he lowered his waist and drew the sword, successfully resisting the surprise attack.

"It's too impatient to fight against each other right after landing." Qing Xuan looked at the sneak attacking man in front of him and said very dissatisfied.

The man snorted coldly, "If you enter this arena, there are no rules at all. Now that you have met, either you die or I live!"

As soon as the words fell, the man violently and impatiently pushed Qingxuan's sword away and continued to attack. The man's skill was far inferior to Qingxuan's, so naturally he fought very hard.

Standing aside, Meng Hongyi, who seemed to be watching the play silently, had actually been observing the movements around him.

To be precise, he was looking for the man's sword spirit, perhaps hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity.

Qingxuan looked at the right time, the sword was aimed at the man's heart.

The dazzling light shone on the man, making Qingxuan and Meng Hongyi unable to open their eyes. After a while, they slowly opened their eyelids after recovering.

The man had disappeared without leaving a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

"Is he really teleported out of the small world?" Meng Hongyi didn't know why he asked this question, but he just felt that the beam of light was weird and strange.

Qingxuan lowered his head and looked at the right palm holding the sword. He clearly felt that the sword pierced his skin just now. The feeling of piercing through the chest was terribly real, and the strong light was indeed dazzling... But it seemed that the edge of his sword did not bounce off. .

In a daze, he felt that the man seemed to be dead, and the body was absorbed by this weird round mirror.

"I hope he was sent away from the small world safely." Qingxuan couldn't give Meng Hongyi an affirmative answer, as he himself hadn't figured out what happened here.

Meng Hongyi thought for a while, "There is another very strange thing. I was always afraid that his sword spirit would suddenly jump out and attack, but... I didn't notice the existence of his sword spirit from the beginning to the end."

After Meng Hongyi said this, Qingxuan realized this problem.

When the sword master suffers, it is absolutely impossible for the sword spirit to hide in the dark and watch coldly, but soon, he suddenly figured it out!

In the small world, the connection between the sword master and the sword spirit was cut off, that is to say... It is very likely that the sword spirit and the sword master got separated during the process of entering the small world, or some sword masters and sword spirits themselves The relationship was at odds, and after the bondage was lifted, the two parties broke up unhappy.

After all, not all sword spirits and sword masters have a good relationship like Meng Hongyi and Jingci. It is not uncommon to kill people and seize swords in the world of immortality. Powerful spirit swords and sword spirits are easy to be coveted by others.

And forcibly identifying the master will lead to a seemingly incompatible relationship between the sword spirit and the sword master.

"Perhaps this is the evil place in this small world. It's a good thing you didn't inject spiritual power into the silver ring, otherwise we might be forced to cut off the bond and separate." Qingxuan said fortunately.

Meng Hongyi smiled, "It doesn't matter, even if the bond between us is cut off, I will not leave you. Our relationship doesn't need those things to rely on at all."

His smile at the moment was exceptionally warm and lovely. Qingxuan saw it in his eyes, remembered it in his heart, and reached out to touch Meng Hongyi's head again.

"Why do you two still have time to chat, this place is full of dangers!"

A familiar voice came from not far away, and the first thing that came into view was a man holding a fan. In an instant, Meng Hongyi and Qingxuan reacted.

Chang Bian looked at them cheerfully, "Why, it seems very surprising to see me."

Speaking of which, Chang Bian was able to find them in such a short time. It is indeed surprising enough. The whole small world is an extremely lush jungle, and it is easy to get lost in the tree-lined environment.

"Why did you come here so quickly?" Qing Xuan asked suspiciously.

Chang Bian said with a little pride on his face: "Of course it's because I'm good, just looking for someone, Qingxuan, you have to admit... I'm much better than you!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" Qingxuan guessed that Chang Bian must have secretly tampered with him when he was not paying attention, and that's why he found him so easily and quickly.

It's just that he recalled it carefully, but he couldn't find any clues.

Chang Bian spread his palms, and a pale pink ball of light floated up, "Before I enter the small world, let this ball of light quietly collect your breath, he is the one who led me to find you."

After that, he put away the suspended ball of light again.

"You do these things in secret?" Qingxuan complained softly.

Chang Bian coughed twice in embarrassment, "The main reason is that it seems strange to collect your breath after explaining to you, so... I did it secretly by myself."

After thinking about it carefully, Qingxuan felt that what Chang Bian said was correct, so he bypassed the topic, "Is your sword spirit still by your side?"

These words made Meng Hongyi suddenly think of something. In his impression, what Chang Bian held was never a sword but a fan. Could it be... that a sword spirit can also be forged from a fan?

He looked at Chang Bian with this question, waiting for his response.

I saw Chang Bian took out a long sword with a pink blade, "Of course my sword spirit is still with me, after all...he hasn't come out yet."

At this moment, Meng Hongyi realized that Chang Bian was a double cultivator of sword and fan.

"You are clever." Qingxuan complained, but his tone was rather appreciative. In this way, if the mountain lord Di Ya intends to control everyone through the silver ring, Meng Hongyi will not fight alone. At least there are people by his side to take care of each other.

Chang Bian raised his eyebrows proudly, and was very satisfied with Qingxuan's praise, "I don't even look at my head. Naturally, I have outstanding ideas and great foresight, and my actions are one step ahead."

It's typical to praise him for being fat and start to pant, and he is still boasting in an extremely shameless way.

Qingxuan didn't bother to bother, he suggested: "Let's find a safer place and wait for the competition to enter the fierce stage. There is no need to take the initiative to take action. Of course... if someone comes to find trouble, I will not be lenient."

It is actually very easy to find a place to hide in the lush woods. It is a good choice to find a tall / towering tree, stay on the wide fork, and use the green leaves as a cover.

Even if three people nest together, it is not easy to be found.

"Aren't we too passive to deal with the game just staying here?"

It's not that Chang Bian likes fighting, but he just thinks it's a bit boring to hide and wait, and besides, a capable person should walk sideways confidently.

Qingxuan's vision has always been broader, and his thinking is also longer-term. "Although taking the initiative to attack can speed up the end of the game, but the winner will not get any benefits at all. On the contrary, it will consume a lot of physical and spiritual energy. It is better to wait for work at leisure." Good choice."

Having said that, Chang Bian instantly nodded in agreement, and being bored, he set his sights on Meng Hongyi who was lying in Qingxuan's arms.

"Hong Yi, I think you are not too young. My sword spirit Shen Tu is a handsome little brother. You can think about it."

Qingxuan knew that Chang Bian would not fart when he opened his mouth, so he hugged Meng Hongyi tightly and moved his butt back, "Don't teach children badly, Hongyi is only so old, and besides, he is a sword spirit, so he doesn't need such vulgar things. If you're talking about love, don't be a matchmaker!"

"Cut, why are you so impatient to say something casually, Hong Yi, Qingxuan will definitely be the biggest stumbling block in your love life in the future, if you really have an idea but Qingxuan refuses to let it go, you can come to me and I will support you and make the decision "Chang Bian's appearance of understanding Meng Hongyi's needs and wanting to take care of him seemed a bit funny to Meng Hongyi.

Meng Hongyi subconsciously felt that it seemed completely enough to have Qingxuan by his side.

But out of politeness, he still thanked him, "I know, I will definitely go to Brother Chang Bian non-stop in the future if I need it."

Hearing this, Qingxuan became even more impatient, he gently pinched Meng Hongyi's fleshy face angrily, and said through gritted teeth: "There won't be such a day, if Hongyi really has ideas in the future, I won't intervene. "

Chang Bian, who was sitting opposite Qing Xuan, could already see the burning anger in his eyes, but now he was too frightened to speak casually.

"I... I'm just talking nonsense. Although Qingxuan has been alone for tens of thousands of years, he is still very reasonable. How could he maliciously prevent you from doing what you want to do!"

"Lonely and widowed for tens of thousands of years", Chang Bian just blurted out the words naturally, and it was too late when he realized that something was wrong.

"I think you won't be able to survive safely on this tree branch." Qingxuan pointed his sword straight at the tree fork, and he was about to cut it off with all his strength in the next second, causing Chang Bian to fall down.

Meng Hongyi also felt the uncomfortably cold air overflowing from Qingxuan's body for a long time, "Don't be angry, brother Chang Bian just said it casually."

In the end, it was Meng Hongyi's words that worked, Qingxuan immediately put away the spirit sword, and just said, "Don't call him brother, it's not too much for someone who is tens of thousands of years older than you to call him grandpa."

Chang Bian's face twitched, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said silently: "Grandpa is just grandpa, as long as it can calm Qingxuan, it's fine to call me great-grandfather."

Thus, Meng Hongyi realized a problem. His soul and body were only four or five years old, and the people around him were all old monsters who had lived for tens of thousands of years.

It's a blessing that there is no generation gap with the great people like the ancestors!

The author says:

Chang Bian: Thank you for the invitation, the clown is just ugly!

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!