Chapter 157

"Third brother is really, it's been more than ten days, and he hasn't said hello wherever he goes! Tomorrow is the last day of the Juying Conference, thanks to the fact that he hasn't been named in these ten days!" Song Zhen's voice came .

"I've done the calculations, the third brother will definitely have tomorrow's Gathering Conference, if you don't believe me, open the door and see, I guarantee that the third brother will sit in the room and drink tea." Fenghen said with a smile.

"Hehe, you two are betting again. The girl named Xiaoyun yesterday, one of you said you were admitted, and the other said you were eliminated. In the end, she didn't take the interest test at all, so she just left! Hey! Let's take another look. Well, it’s good to have a solid foundation in my heart.”

"Third brother may be too depressed. I was blamed by that Lanzhen, thanks to that old guy's death!" Cai Ling said.

"Seventh Sister! Be careful with what you say. That Elder Lanzhen's cause of death is unknown, so don't cause trouble for no reason. Recently, more than a dozen disciples who signed up for the Juying Conference have died inexplicably, and one of them has already boarded the Immortal Stage." Huang Seven reminds Cailing Road.

"There is nothing to be afraid of. It has nothing to do with us if we are upright! Anyone who dares to kill me, hehe! Just try the skills I have practiced for so many years. But what I am most worried about is that tomorrow will be the last one left." The quota is up, if it wasn't for Xiaoyun who abstained yesterday, I would have no chance today. My God! Third brother, you should come back quickly! We are so anxious!" Cai Ling said.

Listening to the four people talking, Liu Qianlang's handsome eyes flashed suddenly, he put on the black jade skull, hid behind a screen, urged the method of restraining breath, and kept breathing, thinking, anyway, I haven't been here for the past few days, one more time It doesn't matter, let's clean up for a while.

The door opened with a squeak, then poked a few heads into the room, and then closed the door with a squeak, only to hear Song Zhen laughing and saying, "Haha, sixth brother, you finally lost once!" Feng Hen smiled and said: "No! The third brother will definitely appear at the Gathering Conference tomorrow. Can you gamble again?" Song Zhen also smiled and said: "Okay, I bet, but this time I am very willing to lose to you! "Several people talked and laughed and left again, their voices gradually faded away.

Liu Qianlang stepped out of the screen and said to himself: "Sixth Brother Fenghen is really amazing, with all the astronomical disks, everything can be calculated as close as possible." He secretly sighed that there are all kinds of wonders in the world, just as the master said, there are people outside people, and there is a sky outside the sky.

Outside the house, there was a cool breeze, and the fragrance of flowers floated in from the east window. Liu Qianlang stared into the darkness for a while, secretly sent a few blessings to Shui'er, and then lay on the bed while resting, thinking about what the four of them had just said.

What is the relationship between that Xiaoyun and her sister? Her sister seems to be very close to her, and she treats her like a sister. Why does this person always appear mysteriously and disappear mysteriously? First, she presented Jianyun Qianmeng instead of her sister, and then led herself to see her sister in the middle of the night. Yesterday, she went to the venue again. Obviously, she was not interested in the Juying Conference, so what was her purpose? Liu Qianlang faintly felt that these seemed to be very beneficial to him. Elder Lan Zhen died strangely more than ten days ago, and now more than a dozen young talents of the Gathering Conference have died. Who did this? Liu Qianlang thought about it for a while, but fell asleep in a haze, but couldn't figure it out.

There was a commotion outside, Liu Qianlang got up and saw that a ray of sunlight had entered the house, looked at the blushing sun in the eastern sky through the east window, nodded, pushed the door and went out, standing on the corridor, while moving his body , while breathing the fresh morning air. After the event was almost over, I walked down the stairs in circles, and walked leisurely towards the square outside the city gate based on my memory.

I have already planned in my heart, it is best to go to Xuanlingmen, if I can't go, I will practice with Shui'er on my own, I don't believe that there is only one road to the fairy world!

When Liu Qianlang appeared in the Chengmen Square, the square looked a bit desolate. There were only twenty-three people standing in the square who participated in the Juying Conference, including himself. The person who presided over the Juying Conference in front had changed his face. He was dressed in purple brocade and was only about twenty-five or six years old. He faced the twenty-three people in the square with a cold face. The four people behind them also looked serious. On the left side, the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument is glowing with cold colors, reflecting on the faces of the four people on the left and right. On the high place, one hundred and twenty-nine disciples of the Immortals are standing quietly on the Immortal Stage shrouded in pink rays of light. Fluttering clothes.

A gust of morning wind passed by, Liu Qianlang suddenly felt a bit of coldness, glanced at the sparsely populated two dozen people in the square, found a place to stand in, looked at the sundial, and it started in a moment.

Everyone in the square was silent, quietly feeling the passage of time.

Finally, an extremely cold voice came: "Chu Tianhe!"

One of the twenty-three people walked out, only stopped for a while in front of the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument, and then quickly left the square, and then several people walked one after another. tone.

Liu Qianlang looked around and saw that there were three people left, including himself, but soon, the two also left helplessly. Liu Qianlang was a little excited waiting for the front to call his name, but he didn't hear it for a long time. Looking up, the cold-faced man in purple stared at him for a while with icy eyes, then looked back at the recruiting representatives of the four factions, then turned to stare at Liu Qianlang and said, "It's you!"

What, what does this mean? Even if you pass this way, you will not be able to measure the immortal breath at all! Liu Qianlang muttered in his heart.

"Hey! Hurry up and get on the Immortal Terrace!" the cold-faced man in purple said displeasedly.

Liu Qianlang looked back at the empty square, and was the last one to board the Immortal Terrace under the gaze of nine people.

As soon as he boarded the Immortal Terrace, Song Zhen ran towards him, and said happily: "Haha! You passed the wave! The seven sons of Juying, except for the eldest brother, who is a disciple of Qingxin Dao, have all passed! Great!" Song Zhen was excited Hugging Liu Qianlang and said.

"Hehe, auspicious people have their own destiny! I said a long time ago that the seven sons of Juying will all get their wishes!" Fenghen said with a smile.

"Hee hee! Of course, our seven sons of Juying are handsome, unparalleled in beauty, and talented!" Cai Ling laughed.

"Why do I listen, Seventh Sister seems to be praising herself!" Huang Qi looked at Cai Ling and said.

Kong Sheng played with the emerald green bamboo brush, watched Liu Qianlang and said, "Third brother is very talented and knowledgeable! After a lot of ridicule by ordinary people, it was finally cloudless and rainy, and he came to Xiantai. Sixth brother congratulated third brother !” After speaking, he gave a deep salute.

Liu Qianlang smiled sourly in his heart, but no matter what the process was, being able to enter Xiantai was equivalent to stepping into the threshold of Xuanlingmen. So after a while, he resumed his usual unrestrained style, and saluted everyone one by one: "Congratulations! Congratulations!"

In the distance, Ouyang Langlong saw six people who were relentlessly staring obliquely at each other.

From another angle, Yun Qianmeng glanced at Liu Qianlang, a gleam of joy flashed across his pale face, and then he stared at the distant mountains with a proud face, lonely and indifferent. Yun Huan stood beside Yun Qianmeng, looking at Ouyang Langlong intentionally or unintentionally. Liu Qianlang knew nothing about the remaining people except that their faces were not very unfamiliar, but some of them seemed to be very interested in the last person who came to the stage, and whispered about it. ,

Suddenly, four groups of figures floated down from the void, standing at the four corners of the Immortal Terrace, and then the cold-faced man in purple said loudly: "All disciples who ascended the Immortal Terrace, please freely choose the sect you want to join, and I will give you a cup of tea." Time, whichever sect you want to join, you can stand with the representative of that sect, and how much each faction joins is up to God's will!"

Then the one hundred and twenty disciples were divided into four factions in an instant. On the side of Xuanlingmen, Liu Qianlang glanced at them, and there were forty-five in total. There are thirty people from Shuluo Temple, twenty-two people from Wenyang Palace, and twenty-three people from Qingxin Dao. Among the seven sons of Juying, he and Song Zhen joined Xuanlingmen. Huang Qi, joined Shura Temple, Kong Sheng joined Wenyang Palace, Cailing and Fenghen all joined Qingxindao.

Seeing Yun Qianmeng and Ouyang Langlong walking into his team, the cold-faced man in purple nodded his head slightly, and Guan Daiyun by his side smiled, looking extremely satisfied. Seeing Ouyang Langlong and Yun Qianmeng walk into the Xuanling Sect, the other three sects all looked unhappy.

Guan Dai looked around at the disciples who joined Xuanlingmen, and reminded: "Be careful!" Then he glanced at the cold-faced man in purple clothes, the cold-faced man in purple clothes, and nodded slightly. Suddenly, the foot lightened and everyone floated into the void together. Liu Qianlang looked down and saw that everyone was standing on a huge cyan cold sword. The cold sword paused in the void and shot into the sky in an instant.

Hastily, Liu Qianlang leaned over to look back, elder brother Wu Ya, second elder brother Huang Qi, fifth younger brother Kong Sheng, sixth younger Feng Hen, and seventh younger sister silently sent each other off with their hands clasped together. Especially the seventh younger sister Cailing, with tears in her eyes. Regardless of whether their feet were safe or not, Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen also clasped their fists and watched the five people until they could no longer see them.

Seeing the Xuanlingmen group go away, the recruiting representatives of the three sects snorted coldly, and left angrily one after another.

On a high tower in Panshui, Liu Juan, dressed in a phoenix crown and Xiapei, stared majestically at the four sects floating far away in the void, unable to bear to leave for a moment.

Next to her, wearing a crown and holding a wat board, Xiaoyun leaned over and said, "Sister, go back, brother Guo has already gone to Xuanlingmen!"

"That's right! Queen's mother! You can't see her anymore! Go back." Xiao Hongdian squatted on Liu Juan's shoulder and said.

Liu Juan nodded slightly, then turned around, and said, "Yun Xiangguo, go back with my sister, I'm going to Sixiang Palace to sit down."

"Okay! Okay! I miss the four Xiangwang aunts!" Little Red Dot fluttered her wings.

Watching a few people, a little red bird slowly walked down the tower. At the top of the tower, Qiqi looked at it for a while with a crooked face, and said, "Look at her bear, mother queen, mother queen. What's so great about it? Stupid bird! Stupid bird! Stupid bird! My master is about to become a fairy!" After finishing speaking, he chased after Liu Qianlang and others.

When Qiqi passed a mountain peak, he saw a burst of waves suddenly appearing on the surface of the sea. A slim woman in a blue gauze stood on top of the waves. When the waves rose to the same height as Qiqi, the woman shouted: "Kiki!"

Qiqi spun to stop on the mountain peak, and asked with bright red eyes, "Are you calling me?"

"Yes, I have been waiting for you here?" the woman said.

"Wait for me? Why?" Kiki asked curiously.

"I am your master's wife. I want you to help me pass through the barrier of Longyun Mountain." The woman replied.

"You were that night..." Kiki covered half of his face with his wings as he spoke.

The woman blushed and said in a low voice: "So you..."

"Okay! My new master, I'm very happy to help you. When I see them, you will hide in my feathers. Don't come out until I call you." Kiki's body trembled and instantly grew bigger. Hundreds of times, flying to the waves, Shui'er sat firmly on Qiqi's body. Qiqi circled away after a few crisp cries in the sky.