All Heavens Unite

This morning, everyone in Longshou Peak gathered together happily, with smiles on their faces.

Some people are still slightly nervous - because Qingyun Sect's Seven Meridians Competition, which is held every sixty years, has begun, and some disciples will represent Longshou Peak in the competition.

Although Su Fan came to the world of Zhu Xian only a few years ago, his vest number "Qi Hao" had participated in the last Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition. As long as he thought about it carefully, he could recall all kinds of information.

"Hao'er, master, go ahead and go to Tongtian Peak to discuss matters with the elders at the head of each meridian. You and your junior brothers and sisters will come later." Taoist Cangsong gave the order, and flew away with a sword.

Su Fan chuckled lightly. With his current level of cultivation, he would naturally not take this Seven Meridians Competition to heart.

What's the point of competing with these juniors? Even if he starts a film with Cangsong Laoshi, he is 70% sure that he can win the battle!

After studying a volume of the Heavenly Book, his strength has improved. Su Fan is so confident.

"Junior brothers and sisters, if you want to go to Tongtian Peak with us, just follow us!"

Su Fan's words immediately attracted a chorus of echoes.

The Qingyun Sect's Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition is held only once every sixty years. It is also known as the Jiazi Competition. It is a rare event for the Qingyun Sect.

Although there are only a few disciples who are qualified to participate in the competition, everyone can come and join in the fun, watch the competition, and cheer for their fellow disciples who are participating.

After Su Fan explained for a while, he took out the ice sword, stood on the flying sword and rushed straight into the sky.

The vast expanse of white in front of me actually penetrated into the thick white clouds.

At this time, there were vast clouds above and below, and the wind was howling non-stop, making it painful to shave my face.

All Longshou Peak's disciples who were able to fly with weapons jumped into the air one after another and flew after Su Fan.

The sea of ​​clouds was vast. After flying for who knows how long, Su Fan cut through the clouds and saw a majestic mountain peak towering into the sky in front of him, standing proudly.

There, in the misty white clouds, there is a faint sound of bells echoing in the sky and the earth.

Tongtian Peak seems to really lead to the sky.

When they arrived at Tongtian Peak, Su Fan pressed down his sword light and arrived at a huge square.

Looking around, I saw white jade railings, bursts of fairy energy, and nine large bronze tripods in the center of the square, placed in threes. The most surprising thing is that above the square, the clouds are steaming.

When walking, it feels like walking in the clouds, making people feel like they have become immortals.

Su Fan was already familiar with the sea of ​​clouds, one of the "Six Scenes of Qingyun". They arrived at Longdao Peak relatively late. At this time, disciples from all walks of life had gathered in the square, and the crowds were surging. There were probably hundreds of them.

"Senior Brother Qihao, long time no see." Someone said playfully in my ear.

It turned out that Tian Linger took the initiative to come over and say hello.

Tian Linger's pretty face was slightly red, and her big watery eyes looked dreamy at first glance.

"Junior Sister Ling'er, I'm glad to see you again." Su Fan, dressed in white as snow, looked extraordinary and had a sunny smile on his face.

When it comes to bubbly girls, his outstanding appearance and temperament naturally give him a great advantage.

Not far away, the envious and jealous Zhang Xiaofan has been secretly in love with his junior sister Tian Linger for so many years, but after all, he is just a younger brother.

Why?

Because Tian Linger is probably a face control person!

This Tian Linger is also greedy for my body, well, I must not let her succeed.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from above the square, sounding like thunder, shaking the whole place.

A Taoist priest from the Tongtian Peak Changmen said loudly to the disciples of each lineage standing in the square: "Brothers, the head master has an order from all of you. Please invite all the senior brothers who participated in the Seven Lines Martial Arts Competition to go to the Yuqing Hall to speak."

Su Fan led his junior brothers and sisters towards the Yuqing Palace. As he walked, he familiarly called out the names of other disciples and said hello. They were all charming.

The other disciples from all walks of life also greeted him with smiles, which shows that his popularity in Qingyun Sect is very good.

They walked all the way to the end of the square, crossed the Hongqiao, and arrived at the clear water pool where the spiritual beast "Water Qilin" of Qingyunmen Town lived.

Su Fan looked at the water unicorn lying there lazily basking in the sun, with a calm expression on his face, but secretly muttering in his heart: "I have raised this water unicorn for more than a thousand years, and it is so fat and strong that it makes me jealous..."

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Shui Qilin seemed to sense the malice, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly, snoring loudly.

The world seemed to be affected by a mysterious force, and everything progressed as in the original plot. Zhang Xiaofan first caused the water unicorn to go berserk because of the evil energy leaked from the soul-eating rod. Then in the subsequent drawing of lots, the lucky one in the first round

Got a bye.

Su Fan didn't have the protagonist's life, but he had advanced cultivation and only needed 10% of his strength to fight, and he easily defeated his opponent in the first round of competition.

After winning early, he did not leave, but watched the competition in other arenas.

There is one arena that is particularly eye-catching. There is a beautiful lady in white holding a sheathed sword. She can easily suppress her opponent without taking the sword out of its sheath.

The sword exuded a faint blue light and contained unimaginable power.

"Nine-Heaven Divine Weapon Tianya Sword?" Su Fan secretly praised in his heart, this Lu Xueqi is indeed full of immortality, she does not eat the fireworks of the world, and should not be approached by strangers.

Su Fan looked away from the ring and looked to the side.

There was a young Qingyun disciple there, with delicate features, wearing a long robe, around 20 years old, holding a gold-painted fan in his hand, which seemed to have some mountains, rivers and mountains painted on it.

"Huh? Isn't this Uncle Zeng...er, Shushu!" Su Fan came over to greet him affectionately, and soon he and Zeng Shushu started chatting familiarly.

Both of them are the heirs of a certain lineage of the Qingyun Sect, and they have had some friendships in the past.

As we chatted, the topic quickly shifted to exotic beasts, and Zeng Shushu was interested in this topic.

"Shu Shu, I heard that you know a lot about strange beasts?" Su Fan asked.

As if he had met a close friend, Zeng Shushu opened his mouth and said: "Brother Qi, you don't know, I have raised many interesting and rare things on Fenghui Peak, such as three-legged rabbits, black and white peacocks, shellless turtles and winged snakes.

....."

"Rabbit? Peacock? Tortoise? Snake? They all sound like good ingredients. One pot shouldn't be enough to stew them. Maybe we can have a big meal while Zeng Shushu is not at home that day." Su Fan was happy.

If Zeng Shushu knew what Su Fan was thinking, he would probably explode on the spot.

In fact, ordinary strange beasts have not had much effect on Su Fan for a long time. What he needs are ancient strange beasts. He doesn't know much about this knowledge, so he specifically asked Zeng Shushu, a professional.