The beautiful sunshine at noon shines through the floating white clouds on everyone, and they can't help but feel a touch of warmth.
At this moment, the eyes of everyone in Qingzhu Peak and Jian Peak were focused on Qin Yu and Chang Jian.
Yi Bu Tong glanced at Ling Jiannan, who was also looking over.
When their eyes met, there was a faint flash of cold light, and then he turned away.
Ling Jiannan had a smile on his face, as if the victory was determined.
On the competition stage, Qin Yu looked at the clear blue sky and the vast sea of clouds, and suddenly felt a sense of emotion.
It has been a year and a half since the massacre in Qinjia Village.
At that time, he was still a country boy who could only hold his sister's hand and clamor for delicious food.
He never thought that one day he would stand on the Jiuhua Mountain.
Top.
No, it's not that he hasn't thought about it, it's that he doesn't know that there are martial arts and martial arts in this world, and he doesn't know that Jiuhua Sect exists.
Things are changing in the blink of an eye, and life is as vague as a cloud.
Thinking of his sister and parents, Qin Yu couldn't help but feel heartache.
Stretching out his hand, he grasped the body of the blood sword tightly.
His hands felt cold, and Qin Yu's heart seemed to become firmer.
No matter how the world changes, he must fulfill his dream with Changsheng.
Qin Yu was just thinking when he suddenly heard ridicule in front of him.
"A waste from Qingzhu Peak dares to participate in the Nine Meridians Martial Arts Competition.
Giving you the quota is simply a waste."
There was a burst of laughter from the Jianfeng disciples in the audience.
Yi Qianer was furious and retorted loudly, but was drowned out by the laughter.
Ling Jiannan also had a trace of ridicule on his face.
Looking at Yi Buyi again, the corner of his mouth raised a hint of meaning. radian.
On the competition stage, Qin Yu didn't say much, his eyes were slightly focused, and Qi was flowing rapidly in his meridians.
Suddenly, the figure flashed and disappeared from Chang Jian's eyes.
Chang Jian never thought that Qin Yu could be so fast.
He was startled and hurriedly pulled out the long sword in his hand.
He suddenly felt the sound of wind coming from his right ear.
His nerves tightened and he stabbed away with the long sword in his hand.
There was a loud sound, but he saw that the bloody sword in Qin Yu's hand was not unsheathed, and the sharp sword tip was pressed against the scabbard.
Chang Jian felt as if he had hit a majestic mountain and could not shake it at all, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Jianfeng disciples are nothing more than this."
Qin Yu said in a cold voice, withdrew the blood sword, still not out of the scabbard, and slashed straight at Chang Jian's right shoulder.
Chang Jian swung his sword to resist.
At the moment of the collision, the tiger's mouth broke, his whole body was shaken violently, and his body moved several steps away.
"You lose" Qin Yu said indifferently, and before Chang Jian could react, he kicked out and hit Chang Jian in the abdomen.
His body suddenly flew up and fell down the stage with his butt backwards like a wild goose falling on the sand.
"Qin Yusheng at Qingzhu Peak," Gui Youming said lightly, but his half-squinted eyes showed a little surprise.
Wow Everyone was in an uproar and the crowd was in an uproar.
After only three moves, Chang Jian was defeated before the sword was even unsheathed.
Not to mention that everyone in Jianfeng, even Panshi, Zhang Xin, Tian Geng, and Yi Qian'er were dumbfounded, but Yi Badong and Zizhu didn't have much change in their expressions, as if they had expected such a result. .
"Junior brother, you are awesome.
You finally fought for Qingzhu Peak," Yi Qian'er said in surprise.
Pan Shi and Tian Geng couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Qingzhu Peak had always been looked down upon by the other peaks.
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Qin Yu won with three moves before his sword was unsheathed, finally making Qingzhu Peak feel proud.
Only Zhang Xin's eyes were full of jealousy, and he glanced at Yi Bu Tong, also full of hatred.
If the master hadn't been partial and gave Qin Yu that day's spirit pill, then he would be the one who shined on the competition stage today.
Thinking of this, the seeds of resentment began to take root in Zhang Xin's heart.
"Master," Qin Yu said respectfully as he jumped down from the competition platform.
Yi Butong nodded slightly and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
Everyone in Qingzhu Peak quickly followed, leaving only the disciples in Jian Peak talking among themselves.
"Isn't it because of his dull qualifications that no one at the top of the peaks took the initiative to accept him as a disciple, and the headmaster asked him to become a disciple of Qingzhu Peak?
How could he be so powerful?"
"Without the sword being unsheathed, he defeated Senior Brother Chang Jian in just three moves.
Even the Senior Senior Brother would find it difficult to do this."
Listening to the discussion among his disciples, Ling Jiannan turned pale, snorted loudly, turned around and left.
The Jianfeng disciples immediately fell silent, not daring to express their anger.
The White Marble Square was filled with people.
A total of sixty-four warriors from various peaks participated in the Nine Meridians Competition, which was divided into thirty-two games and eight rounds.
The winner was naturally arrogant, proud, and confident.
He felt that his cultivation had reached an unprecedented level.
After reaching the peak, he will surely advance all the way, and it is not yet known whether he will win the crown.
The losers are filled with bitterness, lamenting that they are not destined to be at the top of the peaks.
As dusk approached, all thirty-two competitions ended.
Changsheng, Lianmeng, and Diewu all won easily.
Apart from Qin Yu, only Pan Shi won in Qingzhu Peak.
Unfortunately, Zhang Xin got Hao Jianfeng as his opponent.
He was defeated in just one move.
His face was ashen and he didn't even say hello.
He left the square and went back to Qingzhu Peak.
The dark night falls, the full moon hangs high, and the stars are dotted.
When you are above the sea of clouds, the moonlight and stars are particularly clear.
The thirty-two winners can enter the Tianhua Hall to rest, while the rest can only return to their respective peaks.
At ten minutes in the middle of the night, Qin Yu was sleeping on the couch.
He heard a call coming from each other's ears, but it was the voice of Yi Bu Tong.
He woke up immediately, but there was no sign of Yi Bu Tong.
He looked at the rock beside him and saw that he was sleeping innocently.
Surprised and doubtful, I secretly wondered if I was dreaming.
At this moment, I heard Yi Butong's voice again: "Qin Yu, come to Gongqiao to see me."
Although Qin Yu didn't know how his master's voice could reach his ears without disturbing others, he was sure it was his master's voice.
He immediately stood up and quietly left the Tianhua Hall.
The moonlight was thick and the stars were deep.
Looking at the overpass in the distance, I saw Yi Butong with his back to Qin Yu, standing in the clouds and mist.
The cold moonlight shone like a veil.
Yi Butong was shrouded in clouds and mist, his green robe moved slightly, and he felt unspeakably lonely.
Qin Yu stepped onto the arch bridge, bowed slightly, and softly called "Master" Yi Butong did not turn around, but just mused: "Morning dew and epiphyllum are so close to the end of the world.
The ten meanders of the river will eventually flow eastward.
Who can ask the top of the ninety-thousand-mile sky.
Birth, old age, illness and death, for thousands of years, the prosperity of the world remains the same.
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The way of heaven is always there, no matter how long it takes, Live for yourself, not die for others.”
Qin Yu's heart was slightly shaken, and he vaguely felt that Yi Butong had something to say to him, so he just lowered his brows and listened quietly.
"This is what Master, your master, said.
He has been obsessed with divination all his life.
Although his achievements in martial arts are limited, when it comes to divination, it is unmatched by anyone in the world."
Yi Butong paused and said: "Master once said before he emerged that although Qingzhu Peak has been in decline for a hundred years, there will be a genius who suddenly descends to Qingyun Peak.
It's just that this genius has aspirations for the world, not Qingzhuyuan.
You can keep it.
Now it seems that you are the one that Master calls a genius."
"It's a pity that the Qingzhu Peak line has declined for a hundred years.
Among the current disciples, Pan Shi has a straightforward temperament and does not know how to adapt.
Zhang Xin is narrow-minded and cannot be a great person.
Tian Geng has mediocre qualifications and is not qualified for the top position.
Qian'er is naturally naughty and cannot Inherit the orthodoxy.
But your heart is not in the Jiuhua Sect.
It’s a pity that there is no one to inherit it.”
Qin Yu felt guilty and whispered: "My disciple is unfilial, I hope Master will forgive me."
"It's not your fault.
It's destiny, so there's nothing we can do about it.
The top ten disciples of the Nine Meridians Martial Arts Competition will go to Huangqiu City to practice.
Master has said that the changes in the Jiuhua Sect originated from the Martial Arts Competition.
Yu Huangqiu, you need to make some preparations to enter the Wuzong realm as soon as possible."
"Yes, Master."
Qin Yu raised his head and responded.
Although he didn't know what would happen with the changes in Jiuhua Sect that Yi Butong mentioned, it was definitely right to improve his strength.
However, the moment Qin Yu raised his head, he vaguely saw the figures of a man and a woman on the Jade Square.
Looking closely, the man was Hao Jianfeng, and the woman was Yi Qian'er: