Above the sea of clouds, the fighting continued.
   The sea of clouds is like a layer of waterfalls. The soft outlines surge and spread downwards. The mighty rivers and rivers flow. The azure blue sky is a very beautiful scene.
   The competition has reached a fever pitch.
   Someone hid in the sea of clouds, breathed in the faint mist, and looked around cautiously. There are also people who observe very little, looking for any place where people can hide, and capture all traces of sword intent.
   “Brother Lu, where are you hiding? Don’t struggle, come out quickly.”
   “That’s right Senior Brother Lu, hurry up and grab him, I advise you not to waste your efforts.”
   This was an unprecedented “hide-and-seek” game, Yunzhong Que’s disciple was almost eliminated, leaving twenty or thirty people to surround Lu Qiyuan alone.
   The proud son of heaven who won the previous sect grand competition, whoever can snipe him, whoever can eliminate him, will definitely be famous in the immortal sect of Daozhou.
   Under this premise, Lu Qiyuan Yujian travels through the sea of clouds, and the clouds of various shapes become his shelter, helping him avoid the pursuit of these people.
   Lu Qiyuan hid it very well, he took off his Yunzhongque school uniform, his pure white inner shirt almost blended into the sea of white clouds.
   Seeing his son for the first time, Master Tianwei took off Yun Zhongque’s school uniform, and was almost pissed off.
   But Lu Qiyuan didn’t care, he took it off as soon as he took it off, and just put it back on later.
   He has outstanding talent in swordsmanship. He held a sword at the age of three, practiced swordsmanship at the age of six, and at the age of fifteen, he became famous in Daozhou for his superb swordsmanship. No matter what kind of competition he is, he is outstanding. It’s become a habit.
   But this trip to Yuanzong allowed him to see a lot of new things.
   Including this sect competition, the format was unprecedented, Lu Qiyuan never imagined that a few rules could make the fighting so fierce, and forced him to this point.
   His face was tense and dignified, but the deepest part of his cerebral cortex was excited.
   Especially the stele shows that he eliminated 53 people. No matter how shouldering the duty of resisting demons, and having a mature and stable personality, the young man’s heart loves to play.
   Tang hoped for the sky, his eyes were in a trance with a remnant soul. Guiyuanzong is in Xianyu City, standing on the top of the mountain, it is the center of Xianmen Daozhou, and it is a holy and pure land.
   Guiyuanzong has tens of thousands of disciples, who have all kinds of spiritual roots and aptitudes. The master is usually serious, and the disciples laugh and make noise, but once the fairy gate is in trouble, the most mediocre and inconspicuous disciples will raise their swords battlefield.
   But in front of thirty million ancient monsters, Xianmen retreated steadily.
   In the future he fell, everything was destroyed by the rain of swords all over the sky, and Gui Yuanzong was full of broken walls and ruins.
   The ancient stone sculptures of the mighty power collapsed, the main hall of the sect was dripping with blood, and the corpses of the disciples all over the place showed all the sufferings they had suffered. The vision was full of grayness, only a blood moon hung like a hook in the sky, and a black dragon full of filth was entrenched in the sky.
   And that man, his eyes were extremely empty, without sadness or joy, he raised a sword, swung it and tore open the sky, from then on, the mountains and rivers were forever silent, and the world was barren…
   People in Kyushu were devastated, and all living beings wailed and screamed.
   After thinking about it for a while, Tang Xi found that his memory was still fresh, and he was terrified.
   He looked back at the sky again, looking beautiful and peaceful.
   Today is the third year of Tianshou, and the sect competition is held once every ten years, and Guiyuanzong is the host. In the future, Xianyu City is just a playground for young people. Tang Xi inexplicably hopes that this beautiful fairy city will not experience the baptism of bloody storm again.
   Thinking of this, he looked at the cub beside him.
   The human cub is only three years old, carefree, and there is no thought in my mind that I want to save the common people and stop the war between immortals and demons. What is the battle between immortals and demons, and does it have anything to do with him as a cub!
   The child stared at the big screen with bright eyes and concentrated on it. He clapped his hands excitedly and said, “Brother has appeared!”
   Sure enough, it was Yu Jinghan who appeared on the stage, and the sky and the earth were all white. The young man was dressed in Gui Yuanzong’s robe, with black hair and white skin, and his eyes were bright and sharp, like a sharp sword, piercing through the sea of clouds.
   His opponent still wanted to surround him, but was hit by a move, and his tears burst into tears, so he could only cry like ghosts and wolves.
   The young man not only leapfrogged to challenge the Foundation Establishment monks and Golden Core monks, but his proud talent gave people a glimpse of the pinnacle of stunning talent, and it was displayed on the big screen, causing the immortal Taoist state to shake.
   Tang Xi was enlightened: Yes, everything is different.
   In her previous life, Ye Qing’s bones were destroyed and she was unable to cultivate immortality. In this life, Qingqing joined the sect at the age of three, showing unparalleled talent, and can do anything except cultivate the other party.
   After thinking about it for a while, Tang Xi became a little excited, “Qingqing!”
   From the beauty, Xiao Zai Zai raised his head slightly, and turned around: “Huh?”
   “Qingqing, you must protect yourself!” To live a long, long life, as long as the sky.
   Xiao Zai Zai: “?”
   Brother Tang Xi was inexplicably excited again.
   On the other side, Yu Feixue was very aggrieved, Qin Xun was struck by lightning, and she was the only girl who had just learned how to use the sword, struggling to support herself.
   She also realized now that she is as weak as a dodder grass, and can only cling to a lingering tree. Once the tree fell, she was as vagrant as duckweed.
   Not to mention contending with a group of Zongmen female cultivators who have learned swords since childhood, she flew to the next level amidst the thrills of thousands of people, and she couldn’t even dodge a single move.
   Her predicament was quickly noticed.
   “There is a Guiyuan Zong junior sister over there!”
   “Hurry up and brush people’s heads!”
   Yu Feixue looked terrified. She looked down at her immortal skirt, which was shot, and bright red marks spread out, indicating that she was ruthlessly eliminated.
   The parachute floated in the air, and her eyes were red with grievance.
   The sky is full of colorful and condensed sword intents. The Immortal Gate Dao State is so lively, does the Demon Cultivator know?
   Of course they do! They were very curious, wanting to know what Gui Yuanzong was doing, so they sneaked into Xianyu City, and on the day of the competition, they saw a brand new version of the Zongmen Dabi: “!!!”
   What a cruel, exciting and exciting gameplay! The one who survives to the end must be the strongest with courage, strength and luck! ! !
   It’s very suitable for their group of demon cultivators who fight every day!
   In a word, they also want to play!
   This time, the competition lasted for several days, and Yu Jinghan was a blockbuster.
   Because he not only won the first place in the Zongmen Grand Competition, but also defeated the senior sister Song Qishi and the Huanyinmen Junior Sister Lin Ningyin and other female cultivators who were either icy or beautiful and coquettish, and ranked first in the beauty list of Xianmen.
   This battle made him famous, skyrocketed, and became the top leader among young monks, attracting the love of countless male nuns.
   Elder Cheng finally couldn’t restrain himself anymore and said that he would take him as a disciple.
   But Yu Jinghan remained unmoved, his eyebrows were like ice and snow, alienated from the dust.
   Only when it falls on children, it has a little brilliance.
   The huge stone tablet was updated. After the fierce competition, it clearly reflected the rankings of all Tianjiao, and the names of many new generations were shining.
   Qin Xun looked for him, and almost vomited blood out of anger.
   This list has three divisions, one is the Xianmen beauty list, the other is the single-player competition list, and the last one is the Zongmen head count contribution list.
   He only ranked a little higher in the beauty list of the first list, at one hundred and thirty-six.
   But Qin Xun didn’t care about this list at all, a man stands tall in the world, not relying on his handsome appearance, of course he needs strength!
   But he was eliminated too early.
   In the second solo competition list, a total of 10,000 people participated, and he was in the fourth place with more than one thousand.
   In the third sect head count contribution list, his ranking is even lower, and there is almost no such person. If it wasn’t for the thought of God, it would be very convenient to check the list. Relying on ordinary means alone, it was as difficult as heaven for him to find his name among the vast number of names on the stone tablet.
   Because he is counting down.
   The head count contribution list of the sect refers to how many opponents he has eliminated for the sect and how much contribution he has made as a disciple of the sect.
   Everyone shouted, what a fair game, if you lose the single player competition, you can still see the sect contribution list, even if you don’t have anything, you can still show your face.
   If you don’t have anything, please reflect on whether you came to this game to get the head!
   Qin Xun didn’t know that there was this list at all. He had magical weapons that could help him to move forward indomitably and display his amazing and exquisite swordsmanship, but for his own victory, he was stubborn from the very beginning.
   Gou has nothing in the end, and the ranking is still so ugly, almost disappearing from everyone.
   “how so!”
   Qin Xun’s heart was instantly filled with cynicism and fury at his own incompetence.
   Thinking of this stele standing between heaven and earth, the names of those peerless geniuses who stand out will still be hung on it, shining brightly one by one, until the next Zongmen Grand Competition will be refreshed again.
   This years-long brilliance has nothing to do with him. Thinking of this, Qin Xun gritted his teeth and could barely breathe.
   He wished he could have the ancient artifact that was said to be able to reverse time, and if he flipped the timeline and fast-forwarded to the next sect competition, he would be ashamed!
   But all of this is obviously destined to be just a delusion.
   As soon as the competition was over, many participating disciples covered their faces and cried, or looked remorseful, or crazy and joyful, but they had no regrets. Many spectators (including the magic cultivator who wandered around Xianyu City) were reluctant to end, after all, the life of a monk is so boring, such a novel game, one less time to watch.
   The various sects floated away reluctantly, many young disciples were absent-minded at the thought of endless cultivation after returning home.
   If the young disciples are like this, what about the monks who can do it?
   In fact, many suzerains were beating around the bush and offering suggestions: “Is it too long for the sect to compete once every ten years?”
   “I think these disciples generally lack experience, so it’s better to change it to once every five years.” They usually take a closed door, and they usually have a unit every five years.
   “You might as well talk to the boy with five spirit roots, relax the age, many disciples over three hundred years old have opinions, and feel that they are discriminated against by age…”
   Hey, he was born at an untimely time, why wasn’t this boy with Wulinggen born thousands of years earlier!
   The head of Guiyuanzong pretended to be thinking deeply, but he slandered in his heart: You are all old and disrespectful, and the drunkard’s intention is not to drink, why don’t you say that the age is relaxed to 30,000 years old! ! !
   Ye Qing has no opinion, he thinks it would be better to hold an air Quidditch next time!
   Take the sect as the unit and guard your own goal. The goal is the glory of the sect!
   There are more than one hundred sects, large and small, in Xianmen Daozhou, as many as stars. From the audition to the top 16, top 8 and even the finals of the top four, it can last for several months once it is held, which is guaranteed to die.
   What bad thoughts can children have, they just don’t want to go to class, and they like lively things since they were young!
   After hearing this, Guiyuanzong’s disciples became short of breath, wishing to yell out, “Little Junior Brother will always drop God!” You grow up quickly!
   All in all, this Immortal Daozhou Zongmen Grand Competition ended successfully, and the names of countless Tianjiao shined brightly, but there was also the name of a three-year-old cub of Wulinggen, which jumped up and resounded across the north and south of the river and the mainland of China!
   After the game ended, it generally took a long time for everyone to adjust their mentality, and put back the heart that was floating like a wild horse due to the lively competition, and the time passed to August.
   A very important day has happened.
   Ye Qing didn’t stay in bed this day, and before the sun basked in his butt, he got up early by himself, looked in the mirror, hummed a little tune to comb his hair, brushed his teeth and bared his teeth, making sure that he was the size of a grain of rice. Teeth are clean.
   He also went to the closet to carefully select a new dress.
   After today, he will be four years old, so he should dress more maturely.
   After everything was tidied up, the child stood upright and knocked on the door with his little feet.
   Gained the pampering and indulgent eyes of countless people.
   Why——because his cub has his birthday today, and he is four years old! (Little milk sound trembling)
   He received so many birthday presents!
   “Daddy! Daddy! I’m four years old!”
   Pei Xuan looked at the child running towards him, he was soft and small, and he could easily hold it in his arms.
   For a moment, he recalled that year, the child who was sick and unable to breathe in the swaddling baby, who was able to walk and stumbled towards him, and now is a lively and jumping child.
   The other party was the same as before, with a small white face, black and delicate eyes, innocent and bright eyes, cute and cute.
   When Pei Xuan caught this child who came running like the wind, he felt an unprecedented softness in a certain place, but his heart was like an abyss, and he had never experienced healthy emotions. The place is still barren and festering like blood.
   His hand landed on the child’s head, stayed there for a few seconds, and then retracted in an instant.
   There is an emotion of love, towering enough to be like a mountain, wanting to touch but full of scruples.
   Ye Qing didn’t notice this, and skillfully climbed onto his father, like a clingy kitten, rubbing against the most beautiful dad in the world.
   “Qingqing, today is your birthday, what wish do you want to make?”
   Yes!
   Make a wish! In his previous life, he was blowing out candles on a cake in a dark room, and in this life he was facing Yangchun noodles under a sunny day. How could he miss such a classic link!
   Ye Qing thought about it, and he didn’t know since when, his dreams were always related to Baiyun, Tianlei and various small things. The more silent and brightly lit the night was, the more he could hear the voices of prayers, vows and wishes.
   He is also familiar with this process.
   So Ye Qing expressed the most beautiful and simple vision in a childish tone——
   He shouted to the sky: “Heaven is above, I want to get rich, I want to live a long life!”
   Booming—a few thunderclaps appeared on a sunny day.
   The child was lively and innocent, but he didn’t expect that as soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the whole family suddenly became gloomy. The expressions of his father Ye Xuan, the remnant soul Tang Xi and even the three elder brothers were all extremely solemn.
   The child was startled and flinched. He didn’t know what he said, and the happy atmosphere of the whole family changed.
   Yan Chili’s face turned ugly, he used the driving spell without thinking, and added on his behalf: “The way of heaven is no wonder, children speak without restraint, the strong wind blows away.”
Tang Xi also hated iron and steel, “Qingqing, how can you be so conservative in your wish!”
   Ye Qing: “???”
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