Master of Great Calamity

The day of the third month's ranking has arrived!

Now, as the day to determine who will be named as the true biography is getting closer and closer, the competition on the list is becoming more and more fierce, and all the disciples of the Immortal Sect have followed suit. Now that this month's list is announced, it is the last time before Elder Yun and others return to the mountain. Naturally, it is more concerned with everyone's thoughts. On the day when the list is released, early in the morning, before the merit stone wall, there are already people gathered. Even in mid-air and on the mountainside, there are people watching quietly. Even some deacons and elders were alarmed and came to watch the ceremony.

And at the very front of the stone wall, the top performers on the list sat cross-legged early, waiting to watch.

It is said that it depends on the ranking, but in fact, they are very clear about the changes in each other's merits, and they have already counted them.

Rather than waiting to see the merit list, it is better to say that they all come to see their opponents.

Senior Brother Li, I heard that you have put in a lot of effort this month?

Sitting next to Li Jianghan was Taihezhen. She smiled softly and bowed to Li Jianghan: Not only have you completed three second-level talismans, but your cultivation has also broken through the seventh level of Qi training. It's really admirable, but I don't know how easy it is to complete those second-level talismans. I don't know how many staff members your Li family has secretly ordered to help you?

Li Jianghan was dressed in purple, and just smiled when he heard the words, and said: Junior Sister Taihe, it's a bit sour to say that. Without the help of the Qinghe Poetry Society behind you, how could you have completed that first-order talisman? I also know that your little Qingmeng practice is quite good, but I think that if you only rely on your ability, if you fight against the horned monster alone, the chances of winning should not be great, right?

What are you talking about? Who doesn't know what's going on with each other?

Wang Kun, who was lazily leaning on a large bluestone, laughed lazily: The list of merits is based on their respective backgrounds and backgrounds. Anyway, this is also a kind of individual ability. Let alone a few of us, even among the first ten people, how many honestly rely on their own ability to earn merit points? Anyway, Xianmen also defaults, it depends on who has the bigger card...

When several Tianjiao heard the words, they all glared at Wang Kun.

How can such a thing be said in public...

While they were sneering at each other and taunting each other, there were only two people who were silent. One was Xiao Yuanzhi. He was seriously injured in order to complete a mission before and lost the qualification to compete for the true biography.

And the other one is Qi Xiaofeng!

He is sitting at the very edge now, and Wu Qing is sitting next to him. The two of them haven't spoken to each other, they are silent like strangers. The disciples of the immortal sect around them also look at Qi Xiaofeng narrowly from time to time, and point their fingers.

During this period of time, Qi Xiaofeng came from behind and broke into the top five again in the rankings. It is reasonable to say that he is also a famous figure, but in the eyes of all the disciples of the immortal sect, he is like a joke. After all, everyone knows Wu Qing's attitude towards Fangyuan before.

Out!

After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly called out in surprise, and all the disciples of the Immortal Sect hurriedly looked up.

On the stone wall, there were indeed rows of handwriting manifested. From top to bottom, they were Li Jianghan, Wang Kun, Taihezhen, Qi Xiaofeng, Xiao Yuanzhi, etc. The difference was not much different from what everyone had guessed in their hearts. What attracted people's attention was that the merits of the first three people were all about the same. Li Jianghan who ranked first was only a dozen numbers higher than Taihezhen who ranked third.

When Qi Xiaofeng came here, there was a gap of dozens of merits and virtues between him and Xiao Yuanzhi, and there was a gap of dozens of merits and virtues between Xiao Yuanzhi and him. Below them, the gap was even bigger, often tens of hundreds, and Fang Yuan fell into the top ten.

Hey, it seems that true disciples are about to appear among them...

Everyone said lowly: I heard that the days when Elder Yun returned to the mountains had been set, and ten days later, his old man had discussed with the other four other immortals. After three months of the promotion of the Immortal Conference, before the Shengxian Conference, the true biography must be settled. Disciples come, only these people in front of them can only be struggled for more than ten days ...

Senior Qi Xiaofeng, there is still a chance to fight, but senior brother Xiao Yuanzhi is really useless!

Haha, whether Senior Brother Qi can make another charge depends on Senior Sister Wu Qing's face...

Amidst the discussion, the top few Taihezhen and others were also silent. They looked at each other, and they all saw the ambition in each other's eyes. In their hearts, they each had their own ideas, and they clearly didn't want to let it go. In the last ten days, they all prepared the last trump card, which is enough for them to win before Elder Yun returns to the mountain...

Now it seems that there is no suspense...

And on a hillside two or three miles away from the stone wall, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao was also playing chess with a woman in white. When the ranking appeared on the stone wall, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao just glanced at it from a distance, then shook her head, as if a little disappointed, and said, I didn't expect that guy to give up as soon as he said it. Unfortunately, I thought he had something behind...

Not necessarily, isn't there still ten days?

The woman in white kept her expression on her face, pushed her lightly, raised her head and said, Do you regret giving him the opportunity?

Junior Sister Xiao Qiao smiled and said, Anyway, if I don't give it to him, I don't have much confidence!

Having said that, he frowned slightly, and said, But to be honest, I'm a little disappointed in him...

Lets see!

The woman in white was noncommittal, but just said something lightly, and at this moment, a burst of yelling was heard not far away, and a red shadow rolled out from the forest, shouting: Okay, I said why I couldn't find you, so I was hiding here playing chess...

The woman in white smiled wryly when she heard the words: The stinky chess basket is here!

Qing'er...Junior Sister Wu Qing!

At this moment, Qi Xiaofeng finally couldn't help himself, turned his head slightly, and called Wu Qing.

Wu Qing was expressionless, and said lightly: I know you have resentment in your heart, but you'd better not feel that you have wronged yourself. My Wu family's strength is not so easy to borrow, and the Wu family's door is not open to anyone. If you want my great-grandpa to hand over the broken scripture to the fairy gate to fulfill your merits, you'd better forget those messy thoughts and make an engagement with me sincerely. The family works...

Qi Xiaofeng heard these words, his face became a bit changeable, as if a anger was about to erupt, but in the end, he still held it down, and a smile on his face had a smile: Qinger, what do you say, I don't know your noise. You go to that Fang Yuan some time ago. Ha, others do n’t know, can I not know? During this time, I see that you are in a bad mood, it must be because of this matter?

Hmph...

Wu Qing smiled indifferently, and said directly: When will you make a blood relationship with me?

Qi Xiaofeng's lips trembled a few times before he hesitated to speak: Tomorrow... or tonight...

Before he finished speaking, suddenly there was commotion around, all the disciples of the Immortal Sect stepped aside one after another, mixed with many voices of astonishment, Qi Xiaofeng, as if being pardoned, hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw outside the crowd, Fang Yuan was wearing a green robe, holding a sword in his hand, walking slowly into the stone wall, he was startled for a moment, his eyes showed a kind of fierce hatred!

Why is he here?

I haven't seen him for almost three months, I didn't expect to come today...

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect began to discuss in a low voice, everyone was surprised, and countless eyes looked at Fang Yuan's face.

Has he not given up yet?

It's all come to the present, what's the use of not giving up?

Amidst the discussion, even those who sat cross-legged in front, Li Jianghan, Taihezhen, Wang Kun, and the others stood up, bowed their hands politely, and did not show their arrogance in front of Fang Yuan. After all, the story of killing demons in Taiyue City had spread throughout the immortal sect, and all the disciples of the immortal sect knew Fang Yuan's various methods and tyrannical swordsmanship.

In Xianmen, such capable people are naturally the most respected!

Junior Brother Fang Yuan, I haven't seen you for more than two months, I can't imagine you will suddenly come here today!

Li Jianghan laughed and said, Are you here to watch the list, or to see old friends?

It's all there, but the most important thing is to send one thing!

Fang Yuan smiled, came to the venue, bowed to the four directions, very polite.

Taihezhen frowned slightly: What are you giving?

Fang Yuan raised the long sword in his hand, thrust it into the ground, then pulled it out, the long sword was unsheathed, and he held it behind his back, while the scabbard remained on the ground, then Fang Yuan bowed again to the fellow disciples, and said: Leave this scabbard here, and please help me protect it. I will climb from the foot of the mountain at tomorrow morning, and come to return this sword. Brothers, you can prepare some small obstacles for me. No matter who it is, no matter how many people there are, it's a small game, everyone. Don't be polite...

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect were stunned for a while, but they didn't react for a while.

After a long while, one person suddenly thought of something, his eyes were bigger than copper bells: Could it be that you... don't you want to follow the old example of the ancient sages and challenge all my fellow disciples in Xiaozhufeng by yourself?

Fang Yuan nodded slightly, and said with a smile: It's not that exaggerated, it's just a game!