break through nine days

Putting the bell away, Chu Tian sighed softly, turned around after a long time, and disappeared into the pagoda temple.

The summit of Tianhuo Mountain has regained its tranquility, and no one has noticed that somewhere not far away in the darkness, a woman in red is looking at the pagoda temple standing under the moonlight with a half-smile.

Time passed slowly, and a few days passed in the blink of an eye. The grand competition of the sixth-order branch sect was gradually approaching. The mountain protection formation of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect had already been opened, and the branch sects left one after another.

Xia Qingyi left a long time ago. She received an urgent recall message from Ling Yunzong and her master. Through the sound transmission talisman, the master did not say anything, but his tone was undeniable. Xia Qingyi asked Xia Qingyi to give up all trivial matters and return quickly. Ling Yunzong.

Although she faintly felt that something was wrong, she could not refuse Master's words. Even if she sneaked away from the deepest battlefield, Master did not use such a harsh tone.

Nie Xinghai of Tiangang Gate also left with the woman in red and Gu Qianchou one after another. Four days later, Chu Tian also walked out of the pagoda temple.

From the outside, the Tianhuo looked nothing out of the ordinary, just like the Tianjizi that should have appeared but did not, arousing no one's suspicion.

Feng Qinghai brought the three Supreme Elders of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, together with Feng Tianrong, to welcome Chu Tian together. After a few pleasantries, they left the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and prepared to go to the Grand Competition in the Demon God Sect. , the Zongmen Grand Competition on the Yunchuan Continent will truly enter the pinnacle of prosperity.

For this big competition, Feng Qinghai is extremely confident. He believes that the other sixth-rank sects, even the Tiangang sect, the main sect of the sixth-rank sect, will definitely lose. First.

With Feng Tianrong's mastery of returning all monsters to the sect, coupled with Chu Tian's sudden birth, this competition has become unbalanced, and the Wan Beast Sect has completely occupied an overwhelming advantage.

From Feng Qinghai's point of view, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect would never lose, and in his heart, he still had a faint feeling of nouveau riche. He even seemed to have seen that after the end of the competition, those sixth-tier sects, including the seventh-tier sects, would lose. The shock of the door.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face.

However, there is no certainty in the affairs of this world, and often the more seemingly certain things will die in the end, or there will be an unexpected ending.

Just like now, when Feng Qinghai was walking in front of the group of people with a smile, suddenly, in the distant sky, a stream of light whizzed towards him, surrounded by earth-shattering movements, and came straight towards him.

This streamer came in a blink of an eye, and it turned out to be an old man. Chu Tian had never seen this person before, but on his body, there was a golden body protection aura similar to Tianjizi's. Obviously, he had also cultivated to the seventh level or above of the Treasure Talisman Realm the strong.

The old man's expression was extremely gloomy, and when he stood in front of Feng Qinghai, he threw out a messenger talisman without saying a word, which fell into Feng Qinghai's hands.

The smile on Feng Qinghai's face had already froze, his brows were slightly frowned, and he took the talisman and covered it with consciousness. Immediately, his complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

And because of the huge emotional contrast, the spiritual power fluctuations on his body trembled terribly, and because of the extreme anger, there was a bang bang.

With a cold snort, he handed the talisman to the three Supreme Elders behind him. When the three of them saw it, their complexions instantly became gloomy, and a strange atmosphere that was about to rain and wind filled the building immediately gathered around the Wanshou Sect.

"Demon God Sect, it's a bit too unreasonable," a grand elder looked at the old man in front of him, gritted his teeth and shouted.

"The Grand Competition of Division is determined by the elders themselves, when will the Demon God Sect be able to change the decision of the elders without authorization," another Supreme Elder also asked with a sullen old face.

"The division of sects has been going on for thousands of years in our Yunchuan Continent. If you dare to ask the envoy of the superior sect, won't this act chill the hearts of many of our subordinate sects?" No.3 Taishang elder sneered, but his eyes were There was a flash of anger.

Feng Qinghai didn't say a word, and silently looked at the envoy of the Demon God Sect. The three elders could vent their anger, but as the master of the Myriad Beasts Sect, he couldn't.

After all, Wan Beast Sect is a subordinate of Demon God Sect. For Wan Beast Sect, the orders of Demon God Sect only need to be absolutely obeyed. Moreover, he faintly sensed that there is absolutely no way that Demon God Sect can decide to change this matter. Yes, if the elders in Shanhai Pavilion don't nod their heads, the Demon God Sect will never dare to act like this.

After being silent for a long time, Feng Qinghai seemed to be exhausted all of a sudden, he let out a long sigh, cupped his hands towards the envoy of the Demon God Sect, and sighed: "Forget it, since the Supreme Sect passed on the order, there must be the Sect's difficulties, I will take the order that is, "

After saying this, Feng Qinghai didn't look at the envoy anymore, but turned his head, smiled bitterly at Chu Tian and said, "Fellow Daoist Chu, this division competition has been cancelled, and I don't have to go there anymore. Let’s take it as my Myriad Beast Sect to see off my fellow Daoist, the Qinglin Sect’s relocation to my Myriad Beast Sect as mentioned earlier, you can also discuss it within the sect after you return to the sect.”

Chu Tian looked calm, but he always had a bad premonition in his heart. He seemed to have an intuition that the inexplicable cancellation of the sect division competition this time might have something to do with him.

After he was silent for a moment, his eyes flashed, he looked at Feng Qinghai and smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay, it's just a pity that the suzerain has worked so hard before, if there is any need for Chu in the future, just ask Tianrong to send me a message."

After finishing speaking, he clasped his fist at everyone and strode away.

Everyone in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect also had complicated emotions. Although they were extremely angry and wronged, they were more helpless and had no choice but to accept it.

Chu Tian thought all the way, frowned slightly, and hurried back to the mountain where the Qinglin Sect was about to leave, left the Wanshou Sect with Han Yue and others, and returned to the first-order mountain range.

But for some reason, Chutian always had a feeling of crisis coming, a bad premonition lingered in his heart, and it became more and more intense, even if he wanted to purify his mind by playing piano music, he couldn't do it.

After playing a refreshing song, Chu Tian raised his head, looked at the red leaves flying all over the sky outside the maple forest, and a fat figure slowly appeared in his eyes.

I haven't seen him for several months, but this figure has become much taller, and there are also strong fluctuations of spiritual power around him.

The most subtle handyman disciple of Qinglinzong, the only senior brother openly recognized by Qinglinzong's junior uncle, the fat boy Lin Ruo.

It's just that when Lin Ruo faced Chu Tian, ​​his eyes became complicated for the first time.

The cool debut of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect on the arena, the powerful aura of killing the cultivators of the Immortal Dao Sect and the Cracking Cloud Sect, and the strength in the competition with the envoy of the Demon God Sect, Tian Jizi, made all the monks tremble and sigh. Lin Ruo was dumbfounded.

Even though most of the soul refining master inheritance in his body has awakened, he still felt a little awkward when facing Chu Tian.

"Brother, you and I have been separated for several months, why do you seem to have grown so much now?" Chu Tian stood up with a smile, looked at the fat boy who was already almost as tall as himself, and pretended to be angry.

"Master...Master...Junior Brother...I...I..." Standing in front of Chu Tian, ​​Lin Ruo resumed her stuttering state.

And in the past few months, he has never stuttered once.

"During this experience, I have gained some insights, which should be useful to you," Chu Tian said seriously instead of continuing to tease the young man.

He pulled Lin Ruo to sit in front of him, motioned for him to relax, and then slowly played the guqin in front of him.

The guqin exudes crimson light, and countless wonderful runes circulate around it. When it is played, there are even streaks of colorful lights flying out, lingering around the two of them.

In the four days of Tianhuo, Chu Tian successfully activated the body of the artifact Chiling without anyone noticing it, allowing the soul of the piano in the sea of ​​consciousness to finally merge with the body, allowing this artifact that had disappeared in the Three Realms to once again appear in the sky. born.

At this moment, playing the qin music with the red spirit is actually showing the virtual and real artistic conception obtained in the Yinxian world through the qin music.

He believed that, as the successor of Lin Ruo's soul refining master, although he would not be able to comprehend success immediately, the process would not be too long.

Two former disciples of the Qinglin Sect, who were handymen, slowly started a wonderful period of cultivation in this maple forest. Every day, Lin Ruo either listened to Chu Tian playing the piano to understand the virtual and real artistic conception, or accompanied Chu Tian to try to start practicing again and again. device.

However, during this process, Chu Tian felt more and more uneasy, and even relied on his perception of life and death, deduced that this must be the greatest catastrophe in his life.

At the same time, in the seventh-level Lingyun Sect, Xia Qingyi's complexion suddenly changed when he saw the middle-aged man standing calmly in front of him the moment he returned to the sect.

Her indifference and tranquility all disappeared at this moment, and she was deeply shocked by the man who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

This person is not her master, nor is he any disciple of Lingyun Sect, but his status and honor are beyond that of anyone in Lingyun Sect.

"You child, you really make people worry..." The middle-aged man smiled, and slightly moved towards Xia Qingyi, and immediately several rays of light shone around her, and these rays of light did not harm Xia Qingyi. There is no harm, but to trap her.

A cloud slowly landed in front of the mountain gate, and an old man was sitting on the cloud, it was Xia Qingyi's master, Weng Ziyu, the master of Lingyun Sect, he looked at Xia Qingyi who was trapped by the four rays of light, and sighed softly Take a breath.

An undercurrent spread rapidly in Yunchuan Continent, affecting almost all sects.

Xia Qingyi was trapped in the Lingyun Sect. After three months, the light of the seal would dissipate by itself. Moreover, his master was personally guarding in front of the siege. Although he really wanted to know what happened, he never dared to go Ask the middle-aged man half a sentence.

With his identity and status, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart, and did not dare to ask the middle-aged man in front of him any questions. It is conceivable that the identity and status of this middle-aged man.

But even he has his own reasons. For Xia Qingyi's safety, he has no choice but to come forward in person.