"My progress is not worth mentioning than my senior brother!" Du Chongxiao knew very well that his current strength was still insurmountable than this bitch, so he no longer resisted hard. He first praised the other party with a smile, and then said: "Since the master's permission, I will go with my senior brother, but I would like to ask my senior brother to give it a thumbs up for now!"

"Haha, senior brother, I'm reckless, please don't blame me!" Thinking that the other party could not bear his Jin Ge's true power, Zhen Zhengjian quickly withdrew his arm and said with a false apology.

The two of them left the door and came to the courtyard. Zhen Zhengjian summoned the golden sword and waved to Du Chongxiao and said, "I'll wait for senior brother to take you with me."

Du Chongxiao smiled and shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, my senior brother, but I don't have to worry about it now." After silently reciting the true secret, a ball of white clouds formed at the bottom of the body, and then carried him slowly into the air.

When he first saw the clouds rising from the bottom of Du Chongxiao's feet and rising into the sky, Zhen Zhengjian was shocked. Because this technique of flying clouds and fog can only be used at the level of magical powers or above. Traveling thousands of miles a day and traveling all over the world is definitely not comparable to ordinary flying magic weapons.

However, after careful observation, he almost sneered. Du Chongxiao was riding the clouds, floating slowly, and moving for more than a few feet. Zhen Zhengjian already understood that this white cloud was not a magical power, but a low-level flying magic weapon.

With a flash of golden light, Zhen Zhengjian had already arrived beside Du Chongxiao on the golden sword, and asked with a smile: "What kind of treasure is this? The appearance is really good, it's just a little slower!"

"This thing is given by the master, and is called Lingyun Qi. Although it is a little slow, it is better than stability!" Du Chongxiao said with a smile. This group of Lingyun Qi was indeed given by Zhenren Xuanxiao half a month ago. It is said that it was collected from the top of Taiji Peak and refined with thousands of years of white crane feathers to facilitate his transportation. Du Chongxiao also felt that this group of clouds flew extremely slowly, but he was troubled by the Feixuan Order in his arms that could not see the light, so he had to use it.

"Uncle Ninth Master is indeed very concerned about his junior brother. He has not practiced for a long time, so he should proceed step by step. If the magic weapon he was riding too fast, it would be difficult to adapt for a while." Zhen Zhengjian suppressed his smile and bowed to Du Chongxiao and said, "Since that's the case, the senior brother will take the lead and wait for the junior brother at Taiji Peak!"

"Senior brother, please go first, I'll come later!" Du Chongxiao couldn't help the bitch getting out quickly, so he smiled and bowed, watching the other party escape in the golden light, and instantly disappeared into the vast clouds.

Du Chongxiao stepped on the spiritual clouds and flew slowly towards Taiji Peak, with clouds and sky above his head, overlooking the mountains, and feeling the vastness of the world, Du Chongxiao felt refreshed and happy. On the way, he saw various streams of lights flying away in the distance, and knew that it was the disciples of each peak who were riding on the magic weapon to rush on their way.

Although he stayed in his door and devoted himself to practicing, he rarely heard about the news in the palace, but he still heard some of the boys around him about the small competition every year, the big competition every three years, and the grand event every twenty years.

The so-called small bi is usually an assessment of the disciples of the third generation of Qingxu Palace; while the scope of the large bi is expanded to the second generation of disciples and a few personal disciples; as for the Qingxu Palace event once every 20 years, it is Taixuan Qingxu Palace, who is the first Taoist sect in the world, invites famous scholars from all sects and sects in the world to gather together, aiming to learn from each other, communicate with each other, and each demonstrates the tradition of Taoism.

Whether it is small, big, or grand event, they are all held at Taiji Peak Fengyuntai.

A red light flew past Du Chongxiao, but in a blink of an eye it went back. Accompanied by the refreshing fragrance, a woman in red appeared beside Du Chongxiao.

The red dress is graceful and the red lotus is stepped on, and the eyes are like a phoenix. The previous life was originally Nanli Fire, but it has descended to the world due to reincarnation.

"So it's Junior Brother Du!" The person who came was Yan Hong Lianyan. Yan Honglian looked at the clouds under Du Chongxiao's feet with his eyes intently. He was surprised at first, and then pursed his lips and smiled. He must have seen the mystery.

"I have met Senior Sister Yan." When he was determined to be "destined to be" and went back to the mountain with a few people, he was taken care of by the other party. Du Chongxiao was very grateful to this senior sister who was beautiful and unconventional. Especially when he thought of Zhen Zhengjian's expression of fearing Yan Honglian, he felt that the other party was even more kind and quickly stopped to greet him.

"This treasure must be given by Uncle Ninth Master. It's okay to use it to scare people. It's too slow to travel, it's not good, it's not good!" Yan Honglian was like a fiery fire and had always been blunt.

"For junior brother, it's very good!" Du Chongxiao replied seriously. Since he fell into this world, he has been wandering and helpless. Later, he met Liuli and the two of them depended on each other for their own lives, sleeping in the open without realizing the pain. After parting with Gang, he entered Taixuan Qingxu Palace and was appointed as his teacher. Xuanxiao's true master taught with great care. He has both the strictness of his teacher and the kindness of his father. He can be said to be as heavy as a mountain. Du Chongxiao's words, "It's so good" are from the heart.

Unwilling to get involved in this matter, Du Chongxiao asked with a smile: "Senior Sister Yan is also rushing to Taiji Peak to watch Xiao Bi?"

"That's right." As if thinking about something, Yan Honglian showed a few excitement on her face: "There are many of the nephews who are tired, lazy and unmotivated. They are perfunctory in the competition. Senior sister, I hate this deeply, and I can't help but go on stage and give them some advice! Hahahahaha..."

For some reason, Du Chongxiao suddenly felt a little chilling on his back, and a scene appeared in his mind: Fengyuntai was covered with blue noses and swollen faces, and trembling three generations of disciples, while Senior Sister Yan put her hands on her waist, laughed and shouted wildly, "Next..."

"Then I won't delay my senior sister's journey." Du Chongxiao said with a bow.

"It's still early, so I happened to be walking with my junior brother." Yan Honglian was not anxious, and her beautiful eyes looked at Du Chongxiao and asked with a smile: "I heard from Huang Maoer that you had a discussion with Junior Brother Xue Yuqin before March. You did not use the residual map of Tianhe, and you knocked Junior Brother Xue to the ground with just fists and feet. You won simply. Is there any such thing?"

Du Chongxiao was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect that this matter would reach Yan Honglian's ears. He immediately said: "Senior Brother Zhen is too exaggerating. At that time, thanks to Senior Brother Xue's humility, I let me escape without any hesitation. How could I still win with shame?"

"Is that right?" Yan Honglian stared at the honest face for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said, "But I heard that Junior Brother Xue was punished for this matter, and said that he would ask Junior Brother Du for advice again. Junior Brother Du, you must prepare early!"

Du Chongxiao was shocked. If Xue Yuqin wanted to regain his face, then defeating him in front of everyone was the best way. His mind changed rapidly and he bowed to Yan Honglian and thanked him: "Thank you, Senior Sister Yan, for the reminder!"

"Your magic weapon is really too slow, and I will take it and let my senior sister carry you for a long time." Seeing that several more lights were heading straight for Taiji Peak, Yan Honglian was impatient and silently recited the true secret. The red lotus under her seat grew in the wind and turned into ten steps in a circle.

Du Chongxiao was inconvenient to blow the other party's kindness, so he had to stop the clouds and land on the Red Lotus magic weapon. The Red Lotus magic weapon immediately turned into a fire and flew towards Taiji Peak.

Taiji Peak Fengyuntai.

Fengyuntai has a ring in the east, south, west, north, and middle, each of which can accommodate five competitions at the same time.

In the entire Taixuan Qingxu Palace, there are no less than a thousand disciples of the three generations. However, after being eliminated from each vein layer, there are only one hundred and sixty people who can participate in the small competition, that is, only twenty people in each vein participate. No matter how small and big the competition, the purpose is to select good talents and focus on training. The best among the small competitions over the years may not be inferior to ordinary second-generation disciples.

Under the stage of the five directions, the eight-mechanical disciples could not hide their excitement on their faces. Because it is related to the reputation of their own meridians, although the nine meridians are the same as the branches, there is a dispute over the spirit of each meridian. Before the competition began, each disciple would gather in groups of three or five to cheer for their senior brothers and junior brothers.

Among them, there are disciples of second generations of each vein. They regard themselves as teachers, either speaking with great sincerity, pointing fingers, or spitting everywhere. The latter two refer to Zhen Zhengjian, the yellow-clad Taoist under the Yaoguang Palace in Tianhao Peak.

"If you don't get a ranking in this competition, don't call me Master again in the future. Master, I can't afford to lose my face!" Zhen Zhengjian showed off his master Yan Daozun and said sternly to his only disciple.

The disciple was only fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Du Chongxiao, and was simple and honest. He nodded timidly when he heard this and whispered: "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely not let Master down!"

Well! Zhen Zhengjian snorted lightly, but he estimated that his disciple had now entered the peak of the Wei Qi Condensation Realm, and was born with the appearance of sword sharp gold. In addition, he taught the magic weapon "Rainbow Light". Even if he could not enter the top ten, there should be no suspense in the top twenty.

While thinking, I suddenly saw a red lotus slowly falling from the sky, and two familiar figures appeared in his sight.

Just as Du Chongxiao and Yan Honglian fell on the ground, three bells suddenly rang out on the Fengyuntai, which means that the annual small competition in Taixuan Qingxu Palace officially began. On the side of the five rings, there were two deacons of each discipline, who were responsible for the competition supervision. There were two second-generation disciples in charge of the entire Xiaobi. One was Li Yuncong, the seventh personal disciple of the head teacher Zi Ji Zhenren, and the other was Shang Shan Zhenren, Shang Qingmiao, the third personal disciple of Tianqing Peak.

"I don't know how the result of this year's Xiaofeng competition?" Li Yuncong stood with his hands behind his back in the stands, glanced at everyone below the stage and said with a smile.

"I am a talented person in Taixuan Qingxu Palace, and there are many talents. If it is not unexpected, there will be surprises this year." Shang Qingmiao's voice is gentle and melodious, and it is extremely beautiful.

He glanced at Shang Qingmiao with his eyes, and Li Yuncong once again reminded himself that the beautiful and beautiful person standing beside him was not a woman, but a "Senior Brother Shang" rather than a "Senior Sister Shang"!

"Senior Brother Shang is very saying!" Li Yuncong nodded and agreed, looking at it casually, his eyes suddenly condensed, he actually came too!

At the same time, Xue Yuqin, in another stand, also noticed the figure that was so shameful that he has not yet seen. His face suddenly became very ugly. He reached out to put his hand on the shoulder of a young man beside him, whispered a few words in a low voice, and the latter nodded repeatedly.
Chapter completed!