Mortal Bones

Half a month later.

The first peak of Qingxuanzong, Qionglou Peak, is Zhenjianping.

A giant sword dozens of feet high was thrust diagonally into the center of the Jianjian Ping, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

The arena facing the giant sword is the final arena for this Qifeng selection.

Today, twenty-eight outer disciples will compete here for seven places to go up the mountain.

Around this huge Zhenjianping, there are rows of cloud towers.

These cloud towers are located near mountains and clouds. On weekdays, they are mainly used for the disciples of the first peak to admire the clouds and cultivate their minds. However, on days like the Qifeng Summit, they naturally become stands for watching the battle.

Although it was still early at this time, the disciples from Qifeng who came to watch the battle were already taking their seats on both sides.

From time to time, laughter and discussion could be heard above the cloud tower.

"Brother, we seem to be late."

After searching several cloud towers, Zhao Linglong couldn't find a seat and sighed with melancholy.

"It's not because of you that you said you were in seclusion for half a month, but ended up sleeping for fifteen days without waking up, and I had to call you."

Qingxiao glared at Zhao Linglong angrily.

"Senior brother, you can't blame me. Yangxin Pavilion is really boring. My father even locked it after I went in. What else can I do except sleep?"

Zhao Linglong looked aggrieved.

"Senior Brother Qingxiao, Junior Sister Linglong, there is a place here."

At this time, a sweet voice came from the seat in front.

Zhao Linglong looked up and saw that it was Senior Sister Ziyan of Liufeng.

In addition to Xu Ziyan, Lin Buyu was also sitting aside.

"It turns out that senior brother, you have already made arrangements."

Zhao Linglong glanced at Qingxiao with a smile.

When Qing Xiao saw this, he glared at her fiercely.

"Sister Zi Yan!"

Zhao Linglong, who was glared at, said nothing, stepped on the fairy silk and flew out, directly throwing herself into Zi Yan's arms.

"Senior Brother Qingxiao, I've also reserved a seat for you."

At this time, Zi Yan called Qing Xiao again.

"Well, thank you, Junior Sister Zi Yan."

A rare smile appeared on Qing Xiao's face.

"Sister Buyu, why are you still looking at the painting?"

After sitting down, Zhao Linglong, who couldn't take any time to relax, approached Lin Buyu. When she saw Lin Buyu holding a storybook called "Fantasy Adventures" and reading it with gusto, she suddenly showed surprise.

"Because it's boring."

Lin Buyu raised his head and glanced at Zhao Linglong, then lowered his head again and continued to watch with interest.

"That's not the case. It's Master who can't speak and only knows how to practice. She doesn't know anything about the world, so he gave her a lot of story books and asked her to learn about the world while reading them."

Zi Yan explained a little dumbfounded.

"That bad woman only knows how to mess around all day long."

Zhao Linglong curled her lips.

After saying that, she forced herself up to Lin Buyu and started watching with her.

"Why does sister Linglong always call my master a bad woman?"

Zi Yan asked Qing Xiao curiously.

"When she was seven or eight years old, your master came to the Seventh Peak to find our master, and they met by chance. Your master saw that she was cute and insisted on carrying her back to the Sixth Peak to play for a few days. She thought she had met her. The bad guy hid under the Hongqiao in Qifeng for a whole day and didn't dare to come out. He scared her so much that he still holds a grudge to this day."

Qing Xiao explained helplessly.

Zi Yan burst out laughing when she heard this.

"grumble!……"

At this moment, a crane suddenly sounded over Zhenjianping.

Everyone looked up and saw a spiritual bird flying from the sky with a disciple on its back, falling straight towards the arena on the Jianjian Ping.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the proctor beside the arena sounded:

"Beishan, listen to Yuexuan Gongsun Sheng take your seat!"

Obviously, this is the supervisor introducing the disciples participating in this Seventh Summit.

I don’t know which Qifeng Selection started, but this method of introducing the disciples has now become a ritual of the Qifeng Selection.

"Gongsun Sheng, isn't this one of the people you mentioned last time, senior brother?"

Hearing the name, Zhao Linglong sat up straight and turned to look at Qingxiao with a serious face.

Qingxiao nodded.

At this moment, several figures flew down from the Cloud Tower, and then several hearty laughs were heard from the Zhenjian Ping below.

These people seemed to be welcoming Gongsun Sheng.

"Those people seem to be disciples of Wufeng."

Zhao Linglong looked at the people heading towards Gongsun Sheng and said.

"That should be Lu Chen and his junior brothers from Wufeng. This Gongsun Sheng was once Lu Chen's senior brother. He just violated the sect's commandments and was deprived of his cultivation and was expelled from the mountain. However, he has Xuanling Bones and is very talented. It has been seven or eight years now, and if nothing else happens, I can return to Wufeng this year.”

Zi Yan was relatively familiar with Wu Feng, and she immediately recognized Lu Chen, so she introduced him to them.

Hearing the name "Lu Chen", Lin Buyu suddenly raised his head and said in a cold tone:

"Scum."

After saying this, she continued to read the storybook in her hand.

Hearing this, Qing Xiao and Zhao Linglong were stunned, and then both looked at Zi Yan aside.

Zi Yan first held her forehead, and then explained with a bit of laughter:

"Last time we were plotted by a tiger demon, Lu Chen left her and another female disciple to find help. The little girl has been holding a grudge to this day."

When the two heard this, they immediately became enlightened.

"I also think this Lu Chen is not a good person. Every time I meet him, he always looks at me with a sly look."

Zhao Linglong also snorted coldly at this time.

"Next time he dares to do that, tell me and I'll dig out his eyeballs."

Qing Xiao's face turned as cold as ice when he heard this, and a murderous intent rose up from his body.

"Brother, this is not necessary."

Zhao Linglong smiled awkwardly, signaling Qing Xiao to calm down.

"Junior Sister Zi Yan!"

Just as they were discussing the next few outer disciples who were going to enter, a handsome man with a bit of evil in his eyes suddenly came to the front of their seats.

And behind him, there was a tall and handsome young man with a proud demeanor.

"Brother Jin, aren't all your disciples of Shoufeng in the Yunlou over there?"

Xu Zi Yan glanced at the Yunlou opposite, and then frowned slightly.

This man was Jin Hezhi, the second disciple of Shoufeng, and the young man behind him was Ye Xuan, a new disciple who had recently become famous in Qingxuan Sect.