The Zongmen Grand Competition is a way for the Nineteen Immortals to connect with each other in Daozhou. It is held every ten years. For young disciples, it is a good opportunity to make a big splash.
   Looking at the previous competitions, every well-known proud son or daughter of heaven has emerged from the sect competitions, stood out, and ranked strongly on the list of cultivation talents. It seems that this time the Zongmen Grand Competition will be held in Guiyuanzong.
   “Little Junior Brother, you are so amazing!” Gui Yuanzong’s disciples were very excited, hugging and holding the children high one by one.
   What Xianjun Lingxiao said is that all young disciples in Guiyuanzong can participate!
   Huh! ! !
   A little train whistle screamed in the child’s heart, but his face was completely bewildered.
   Such an important thing, Xianjun actually asked him to plan it?
   He is a little disciple of the Five Spirit Roots, what virtue and ability!
   Could it be that Xianjun Ling Xiao thought that his sect sports meeting was held well, so he asked him to expand the scale and continue to hold it?
   He was full of calculations, he had only been worshiped in Gui Yuanzong for four months, how could he take over such an important matter! The child’s heart and eyes are full of bewilderment, flattery, and a little bit of unspeakable horror.
   At the same time, the Nineteen Immortals are in Daozhou.
   The various sects received the jade slips one after another, and their hearts were also screaming.
   Leaving aside the Xianmen Daozhou, except for the Hehuanmen, which advocates double cultivation and pursues bliss every day, most monks live a boring life. There is a lively event, and most people will not miss it.
   Just talk about Gui Yuanzong and Shen Zhu.
   The mainland of Shenzhou has a vast territory, from the beautiful Baisha City, the bustling Donglu Prefecture, to the Mingsha Prefecture filled with yellow sand, across the east and west. Among the states, there are as many sects as there are stars.
   And Gui Yuanzong is the largest sect in the world, and has a prestige status that is well-received by everyone. As long as Gui Yuanzong gave an order, all these sects of cultivating immortals, large and small, would follow.
   Gui Yuanzong is the big brother, and everyone else is the little brother, and everyone has deep feelings for each other.
   The eldest brother wants to get together with the younger brother, no matter how busy the monks are, they still have to lead the elite disciples who have been carefully cultivated in the sect, and rush over with Yujian flying boat to meet each other in the midst of their busy schedules.
   Not to mention who Lingxiao Xianjun is, he is the only one in Xianmen Daozhou who is only half a step away from the catastrophe! It is the Dingfengzhu of the Immortal Dao State, how many times the immortals and demons have fought, and the major sects have been retreating steadily. Shen Yi killed dozens of demon cultivators with one sword, and shocked the demon realm with awe-inspiring posture.
   With him around, all the demons and sprites in the four directions would back off, not daring to attack lightly.
   All in all, this time Lingxiao Xianjun will take the lead in holding the Zongmen Grand Competition. Such a grand event caused a sensation in the comprehension world.
   Not to mention some small families that have long been in decline, even if they don’t have an invitation letter, they will come to join in the fun, but any sect with dignity will come to participate from thousands of miles away.
   Mingsha Prefecture is far away, and the news was received a little later.
   Mingsha Prefecture is adjacent to the eastern border, and is located at the junction of the Demon Realm and the Immortal Gate. The forces in the state are composed of countless sects and cultivation families, and the leading sect is Yunzhongque. Unlike the inland monks, who have a loose temperament, as the first barrier for the demon cultivators to attack the realm of comprehension, the monks in the cloud are in the yellow sand all over the sky, guarding against the invasion of demons.
   When they heard the news of the Zongmen Dabi, there was an uproar in the sect.
   The people of the Demon Realm are tough, in order to resist Pei Xuan and Moxiu, they are tense all the time, and they haven’t joined in the fun for a long time.
   It’s still the Yujian competition!
   When the disciples of Yunzhong Que heard this, their hearts surged, and a fighting spirit rose in their chests to participate in it!
   “It turns out that ten years have passed, and it’s so fast…”
   The head of Yunzhong Que is the real Tianwei. After receiving the summons, he held a jade slip and muttered to himself uncontrollably.
   Under the large crowd, all the disciples of Yun Zhongque could only stare blankly, their head’s face was pale, and a trace of emptiness appeared in their pupils.
   He could still vividly remember the great competition of the sect ten years ago, how could ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.
   For a monk with a long time, ten years is just a blink of an eye, why does the real Tianwei sigh so much?
   Because in the sect competition ten years ago, the proud son of heaven who won the leader was precisely him, the only son of Yun Zhongque’s head – Lu Qiyuan.
   Ten years ago, Lu Qiyuan stood out in the Zongmen Grand Competition and was honored as the genius most likely to ascend. Tianwei Daoist is very proud of this talented son.
   If there is no accident, his son will become the mainstay of Xianmen Daozhou, leading the entire Yunzhongque sect to a new glory. Daoist Tianwei has no regrets in his life.
   Lu Qiyuan has also performed well all the time. With his extreme talent, he practiced Qi at seventeen and built a foundation at twenty, and he went all the way smoothly, slaying demons and demons. In the territory where frictions between immortals and demons often broke out, he even split all the chaotic demons with a single sword, with a cold demeanor and a majestic character.
   Judging from the ruthlessness of his strikes, his son has a strong heart, hates evil like a vengeful, and has not encountered any problems with his heart.
   But such a smooth day soon ushered in a terrifying nightmare.
   One day, Daoist Tianwei woke up from a nightmare, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he kept panting because he had a nightmare, dreaming about the scene of his son’s death.
   In the desolate Demon Realm, there was a magnificent and majestic palace. His son not only crossed the barrier between immortals and demons, but even ran towards that palace overnight.
   In the past, there were only some low-level demon cultivators who would cross the barrier and sneak into the fairy gate. They never thought that his son would lose his head one day and take the initiative to go to the demon realm.
   Daoist Tianwei has the blood of the top hexagram masters in the Shenzhou Continent ten thousand years ago in his body, and to a certain extent, he can often get the sense of heaven.
   That night, with trembling hands, he tried his best to calculate a divination.
   Sure enough, he calculated a bad news. His son would die in the 19th year of Tianshun. On the second day after breaking through the enchantment, he would die on the desolate and barren land of the Demon Realm. Daogu disappeared without a trace, the reason is running at night.
   It’s ridiculous.
   This tragic situation was probably caused by the Demon Sect.
   As we all know, unless man conquers nature, the fate of a monk is irreversible.
   Daoist Tianwei’s face was ashamed, and since then he seemed to have gone crazy, persecuting his son.
   When the news of Gui Yuanzong’s Yujian competition came, Lu Qiyuan was on a blind date.
   That’s right, a blind date.
   Among the pavilions and water pavilions of the Zongmen, he sat opposite a female cultivator, both of them were the best age.
   The male cultivator is tall and straight, extremely handsome, while the female cultivator is also very good-looking, with a slight smile and a pretty incomparable beauty, with bright eyes. The male side is Dzogchen in the foundation building period, and the female side is Qi training Dzogchen.
   In the eyes of outsiders, this pair of boys and girls not only have good looks and temperament, but also have excellent bones, and their masters are also close friends. This is simply a match made in heaven! Not to mention, it’s even more important to find out the family background. One is the only son of the head of Yunzhong Que, and the other is a noble daughter of an aristocratic family, and their backgrounds are very matching.
   Only the two people present knew that they were embarrassed and speechless, and stared at each other at this meeting.
   The corners of Lu Qiyuan’s lips were slightly pursed, and he couldn’t find a topic for a long time. He thought to himself: What kind of sword competition is this, he really wants to participate… Well, the color of this spiritual tea is old, and the spiritual energy is not as strong…
   He also didn’t mean to wander.
   It’s just that in his opinion, cultivation base is second to none, and family background is even lower. When monks are looking for Taoist companions, they should pursue a feeling of sincerity and a natural opportunity, rather than a scene where the elders of both parties warm up. The chattering, young but numb La Langpei.
   In other words, he is a sensory school, and what he pursues is a kind of eye relationship, the feeling of seeing one eye for thousands of years among thousands of people.
   The two of them remained silent without saying a word, and the teacher beside him was anxious when he saw it, and wished he could urge him twice. But this pair of boys and girls are like two puppets in the hands of a craftsman, they only move once they are poked.
   The female cultivator’s gaze received hints from the teacher’s gaze, she sighed in her heart, and said politely: “Senior Brother Lu, what kind of person do you like?”
   The implication is, if you like my style, tell me quickly!
   “Huh? Junior Sister Lin, I like…I like…” He didn’t know either.
   The female cultivator looked up and saw Lu Qiyuan’s black eyes were empty and lifeless, her heart was like a mirror, she knew that the two of them would not be able to make it, so she just laughed it off.
   Both of them are the proud sons and daughters of the heavens, and they turned their heads to discuss swordsmanship, and the atmosphere was instantly heated.
   Scenes like this have happened too many times in the past ten years.
   An exhausting blind date ended, Lu Qiyuan sighed, and eagerly wanted to ask his father about Gui Yuanzong’s invitation to the Yujian competition, but he didn’t expect to be greeted with a slap in the face.
   “Evil! You, Junior Sister Lin, have such a talent and appearance that you can’t even look down on them? What do you really want!”
   Lu Qiyuan: “…Father, don’t be like this, Junior Sister Lin is very good.” But he has nothing to do with Junior Sister Lin, and he doesn’t know what kind of blind date he wants.
   Daoist Tianwei said coldly, “I told you, if outsiders are present, they should call me Master.”
   “Master.” Lu Qiyuan followed the good advice and quickly changed his words, “I don’t believe in fate, how could I like a witch.”
   The young man was actually very annoyed. As Yunzhong Que’s second generation of immortals, he was still a young sword cultivator with excellent talent. Lu Qiyuan’s age and talent made him loved by the immortal sect since he was a child, and his cultivation went smoothly. It’s so smooth, it’s really hard to accept this kind of pressure and coercion these years.
   He also has a very good temper and rarely disobeys his parents and teachers, but after the past ten years, he is really exhausted physically and mentally. The young Jianxiu has ambitions. He wants to go to the battlefield, and he doesn’t want to indulge in petty love, and he doesn’t want to be led by his teacher to meet some of the juniors and sisters who have never met before in the cultivation world, leaving the room full of embarrassment.
   Daoist Tianwei scowled: “Since you are very good, Junior Sister Lin, you should nod your head and agree to this marriage! Tomorrow I will exchange Geng Tie with her family and make an oath in front of the Dao of Heaven!”
   “no……”
   Lu Qiyuan hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
   He grew up in Mingsha Prefecture, and he treated his father, teacher, and others like gods since he was a child. Once his teacher ordered him to go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of fire, he would not hesitate to say anything.
   But such a major event involving life, he absolutely cannot agree.
   When Master Tianwei heard this, his eyes changed slightly.
   “Why don’t you agree? Are you really on the road of slaying demons and eliminating demons, and you have taken in some witches and witches? You have to know that immortals are immortals, and demons are demons. The two places are clearly distinct and cannot be confused—”
   Daoist Tianwei is a strict father, but he is also the head of Yunzhong Que. Once he turned his face, his voice was frosty, his aura was domineering, and invisible oppression followed.
   “I didn’t!” Lu Qiyuan gritted his teeth, forcefully resisting the pressure, he said: “I swear to heaven, I don’t! Father, don’t be suspicious!”
   In the past ten years, father and son quarrels have become commonplace.
   All because of a ridiculous dream.
   “You still want to quibble, I’ve seen it all.” Daoist Tianwei was furious.
   He saw that palace in the nineteenth year of Tianshou. His stupid son was as obsessed with ghosts, as if he had been cursed by someone. No body. I don’t know who lived in that palace. Daoist Tianwei sensed it, and all the monsters and ghosts knelt down. It can be seen that the person is of noble status, and he should be someone who has inextricable connections with Pei Xuan.
   Lu Qiyuan was also cold: “The monks of the Hehuan Sect are so menglang, how could I go to a woman’s bedroom at night?”
   In the future described by his father, he is too unbearable.
   He is a disciple of the fairy sect with a heart full of life and righteousness, how could he fall in love with a witch.
   “Who lives in that palace? I’ll kill her now to prove my innocence!”
   As soon as these words came out, Master Tianwei’s expression became terrified and angry, he drew out his sword and stopped his son, “You are not allowed to go!”
   Now the son has not lost his mind, knowing that he is a member of the fairy sect, and went to the territory of the devil’s soil. By chance, he might meet the witch in the palace and lose his head in advance.
   Why did he force his son to go on blind dates with other female cultivators over and over again, just to strangle this evil fate in advance.
   “Then I can’t do anything?” The young sword repairman also said angrily.
   In a fit of anger, he drew his sword out of its sheath, condensing a sword intent, ignoring everyone’s shocking reactions, and rushed towards the sky, disappearing instantly.
   “Senior brother Lu!!!”, “Nephew Qi Yuan!!!”, “Stop it, you evildoer!!!”
   Que in the cloud was in a mess.
   The place Lu Qiyuan flew to was actually Gui Yuanzong.
   Because Gui Yuanzong was going to hold a sect competition, Yunzhong Que would attend the appointment for as long as half a month, or as short as a few days, he just went ahead of the appointment in a fit of anger.
   On the way, he passed the Demon Realm, rolling black mountains, dark and gloomy sky, endless barren and barren land, only a few sporadic towns and villages.
   The movement of his Yujian flying is not small.
   The monsters from all over the world were disturbed, and they all looked up at him.
   The young man’s expression was condensed, and he looked down at the group of monsters like a tiger. If he wasn’t worried that his father would send someone to chase him, and he wanted to drive away with his sword, he might have jumped off with a sword and made a big fight.
   Immortals are immortals, demons are demons, and the emotions between immortals and demons cannot be confused. He hates evil the most, how could he fall in love with a demon?
   Hmph, that dream was completely absurd from beginning to end.
   Yujian flies, thousands of miles a day.
   When he set off, the morning light was twilight, and when he arrived at Guiyuanzong, the sky was covered by a curtain, and a faint red glow appeared on the ridgeline.
   But he seemed to be flying in the wrong direction. It was not the main gate of Guiyuanzong, but a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, where many houses looked like.
   The disciples of Guiyuanzong were shocked, and saw a dazzling white light falling to the ground, and a snow-clothed sword cultivator came down. This young Jianxiu is about nineteen or twenty years old, handsome, wearing Yunzhongque school uniform, with a sword behind his back. The glory of the brilliance caused countless male nuns to exclaim.
   The other party looked confused and blank: “Dare to ask this fellow Taoist, where is this place?”
   Haoxuan recently had a big competition among the sects, and many sects rushed over one after another. Representatives and elite disciples of the major sects appeared on the stage, and every day there were shameless disciples coming in and out of the Guiyuan sect.
   On a different day, a person wearing the uniform of another sect’s disciple would have been kicked out long ago.
   “Senior brother Yun Zhongque, this is the disciple Houshan, you must have gone wrong.”
   Someone kindly answered him.
   “Thank you.”
He really went wrong.
   After all, he is not a disciple of Guiyuanzong, and he is not familiar with the sect.
   “I set off early and didn’t follow the master. Dare I ask this junior, it’s getting late, can you find a place to take me in tonight?” Lu Qiyuan quickly stopped another Guiyuanzong disciple.
   “Senior brother, don’t you have a jade plate with you, and don’t you have an invitation letter?”
   After receiving negative answers one after another, Gui Yuanzong’s disciple looked embarrassed, “This is a bit difficult, and the distinguished guests from other schools have to go to Xishan, and the deacon disciples will arrange the residence uniformly.”
   The whole sect is generally united as one, entering and exiting together. They really haven’t encountered such an example of leaving the sect in a fit of anger.
   How old are you and still so noisy.
   Lu Qiyuan also realized that it was not appropriate for him to do so, it was fine if he did not have an invitation letter, and he did not bring anything that could prove his identity.
   Fortunately, the disciples of Guiyuanzong are very nice, and they quickly thought of a solution: “The back mountain is the disciple’s house, where the disciples of the sect’s outer sect live. If Senior Brother Lu doesn’t mind it, I’ll find one tonight.” Stay in the courtyard.”
   “Of course I don’t dislike it.”
   Lu Qiyuan said hastily.
   Not to mention that Gui Yuanzong is the number one sect in the world, with beautiful scenery inside the sect, and gentle and polite disciples, secondly, he is an outsider, in other people’s territory, how can he despise others, and he is extremely grateful not to let him sleep in the open.
   “Then Senior Brother Lu, wait a moment, let me ask you, which room is free…” Or who would like to squeeze with a disciple of Yun Zhongque.
   Female disciples are definitely not acceptable, they can only be selected among male disciples.
   Just at this time, a milky voice sounded, “Brother, do you want to eat?”
   In a courtyard, the door was pushed open, and a child in Taoist robes ran out, holding a few spiritual fruits.
   “Don’t eat.”
   This is the lazy voice of the big demon, but the children seem to be unable to understand human words, and they climb up in twos and threes. With a sound of rustling, a rosy spiritual fruit has been handed to the big demon’s mouth.
   “Oh brother, open your mouth and eat one. I grew it myself. It’s so sweet.” The child’s eyes were delicate and black and full of hope, and the little lotus root was holding the spiritual fruit in his arms and trying to sell it.
   Lou Qinian: “…”
   The big demon squinted his eyes, reluctantly gave him face, his beautifully shaped thin lips parted slightly, and the spirit fruit wrapped in abundant juice exploded on the tip of his tongue. Lou Qinian critically commented: “It’s not bad, it’s a little sour.”
   “Sour?” The child looked at the spirit fruit in his hand, “Then I won’t eat it.”
   He is very afraid of acid!
   Big demon: “???”
   Are you using me as a guinea pig?
   The disciple of Guiyuanzong followed the prestige, with a warm smile on his face, and introduced to the honored guest: “That is the house of junior brother Ye Qing. He is cultivating immortals with his whole family, and the courtyard is relatively large.”
   The family is very lively, and there is motivation to cultivate immortals, but everything has advantages and disadvantages. There are often conflicts and quarrels under the same roof. It is said that Ye Qing’s junior brother’s house often has fighting incidents.
   “Oh, right! I don’t know if there is any vacant room in the junior brother’s house!”
   “Trouble.”
   Lu Qiyuan himself didn’t have any objections, he looked at it from a distance, and he also felt that the boy was lively and cute. He is senior brother Yunzhong Que, respecting the old and loving the young is already a natural habit.
   “Brother Qingqing!”
   It hit it off so quickly, and the disciples of Guiyuanzong came to the door and talked to Ye Qing.
   The rest is the conversation between Ye Qing and Que Jianxiu in Yunzhong.
   “Yes!” Ye Qing has no objection, he is a good boy, he lives seriously every day, actively cooperates with the work of the sect, “there are two vacant rooms at home…”
   Who would have thought that before the child finished speaking, a gust of wind would blow open the door.
   This gust of evil wind not only blew Gui Yuanzong’s disciple’s face, but also made the child’s hair messy. The child supported the door frame, and managed not to stagger.
   Yan Chili walked slowly, with a cold smile.
   “I don’t agree.” This voice came out of his mouth, like a frozen block of ice, without any temperature.
   “Huh?” Gui Yuanzong’s disciple turned around.
   The young Guixiu had an outstanding appearance, standing even more tall and straight in the mist and breeze, and he was also silent and arrogant, with his bloodless thin lips slightly pursed.
   In the eyes of others, Yan Chili’s expression was too terrifying, as if hiding some kind of nameless anger.
   The young ghost cultivator ignored everyone.
   He looked at the child first, his face was covered with a shadow, the back of his teeth seemed to be grinding, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a vicious sentence from between his teeth: “…So you two have known each other so early in your previous life.”
   If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed that it was so early in time!
   He obviously didn’t cook, but it seems that he knocked over something at this moment!
   Confused child: “???”
   Not only did the child not understand, but he even hugged the doorframe tightly while trembling.
   Without answering the child’s questions, Yan Chili’s handsome face was extremely gloomy. He slowly turned his head to look at Lu Qiyuan, saw the young Jianxiu’s face clearly, and confirmed that he was not mistaken. Disgusting light.
   A layer of red killing intent faintly flashed across his eyes.
   What night run enchantment, it turns out that there have been traces to follow, and he was the latest in his previous life! ! !
   Thinking of this, the young Ghost Cultivator’s eyes turned red. It was obvious that what happened in his previous life was the last life, and this life has not yet been written off. His hundred-year-old vinegar is still overturned.
   Lu Qiyuan also looked blank.
   He couldn’t even describe what he had experienced before leaving the Houshan disciple’s house.
   The powerful coercion was overwhelming like a tsunami, and he, the Foundation Establishment disciple, was almost out of his body, and a subtle feeling, as if his mind was being controlled, spread throughout his body. He tried hard to resist, his knees almost gave way, and he looked a bit embarrassed.
   Even though Lu Qiyuan was an amazingly talented swordsman for thousands of years, he was also secretly shocked, not knowing that Gui Yuanzong was such a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
   But the young Guixiu’s eyeballs didn’t blink for a moment, and he smiled coldly: “I’ll give you a piece of advice, don’t think about people who don’t belong to you.”
   At this point in time, Lu Qiyuan didn’t understand, he just felt inexplicable.
   After more than ten years, at the time of Tianshou’s sixteenth year, he understood.
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