Nine Heavens

Daoist Huanmeng never dreamed that his apprentice Song Zhen would win, and he won with such backbone, he couldn't help laughing from ear to ear, went up to check Song Zhen's injuries, and then ordered someone to carry him back to Fengke Bieyuan, Conditioning rest.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Huanmeng's disciples are really talented. I didn't expect that Song Zhen, a rookie in this class, would have such strength. He is really a formidable young man!" Bing Po Daoist stepped forward to congratulate.

"Well, I can't see that this girl still has such ability, it seems that Lan Shuang still has a good eye!" Empress Moqing said with infinite surprise and surprise about Song Zhen's victory.

"How are these two children injured?" Bing Po looked at Song Zhen who was carried away and Mo Yuan who was opposite.

"Brother Sect Master, Moyuan just ran out of real energy, and didn't hurt his heart veins. It seems that he needs to recuperate for a while before he can recover!" Daoist Wuya replied with an extremely ugly expression.

Next, after a day's rest, under the careful care of Immortal Huanmeng and Lan Shuang who came to the other courtyard where Song Zhen and other disciples of Tongyang Peak were located, Song Zhen quickly recovered after taking some precious pills.

Originally, according to the meaning of the dream real person, Song Zhen was able to defeat Mo Yuan, which was already a big face for Tong Yunfeng, and he could also say that his reputation has spread far and wide since then. Although his body recovered after taking a lot of elixir, he finally won too Tragic. It's better to accept it when you see it.

However, Song Zhen changed his previous indifference. From somewhere, he suddenly had such great determination and confidence. He threatened to win the position of peak master, win glory for Tongyun Peak, and make Lan Shuang the peak master's wife, so he ignored his master. With the dissuasion of fellow seniors, in the afternoon of the next day, when the body was still in the process of breath adjustment, he resolutely stopped the breath adjustment temporarily, and brought back the emerald green bead pieces arranged in the next round with a domineering face.

Seeing that he was so persistent, everyone couldn't continue to object, so they had to let him go. Meng Meng worried that although Song Zhen didn't have to worry about internal injuries after injecting a large amount of real energy into him, but if he wanted to take care of the external flaws thoroughly, he couldn't help it. It will take some time. So I gave him a few more bottles of precious pills, but I still said helplessly in my heart, my fool, you are already thankful that you can win against Moyuan, there are three rounds of competition in the future, at least you have to go through two rounds, As a teacher, Daoist Hunmeng shook his head slightly because he was really worried about you.

However, to everyone's surprise, when Song Zhen stood ambitiously on the sidelines and waited to play the next day, the people who played against Song Zhen in the second round saw that Song Zhen's injury healed so quickly, and they also He stood there alive and well, and that Mo Yuan was still unconscious, especially when he thought of Song Zhen's scary posture when he saw the battle card the day before, he was so frightened that he abstained. Just like that, Song Zhen became one of the eighteen winners in the second round without even stretching a finger. Next, it only takes two days to recuperate. If he can pass the third round and the fourth round smoothly, this kid will really become the master of the peak.

Song Zhen himself felt a little surprised, and his black and white eyebrows twisted so many times in joy.

"This is too lucky!" Mrs. Linghu and Lan Shanshuang sighed with emotion on the way back to Fengke Bieyuan. In terms of strength, this kid is no better than any of the two, but today, Lan Shanshuang was defeated by Lan Ying from Peacock Cliff! Already doomed to have no fate with the Peak Master, this is the fairy fate Master said, Lan Shanshuang thought silently in his heart. Lan Shanshuang was also a persuasive person, and after some emotion, he calmed down. Temporarily forgetting about himself, he cupped his hands and congratulated Linghu Tai and Song Zhen for winning this round.

"Hey! What luck, Junior Brother Song is really lucky!" Linghu said enviously.

"Hey! I didn't expect that either!" Song Zhen smiled with his eyebrows twisted.

If a person is lucky, he may find a treasure even if he stumbles. In the next third round, Song Zhen picked up a big deal for nothing. The person who played against him, because of a family emergency, forfeited again!

In this way, Song Zhen won several days of precious time to recover his body and practice.

Time flies, and seven days later, the birth date of the peak master of the New Territories became clear step by step, and the moods of millions of disciples became more and more excited. , All the disciples of the various peaks appeared around the practice field early.

The morning mist curled up above the practice field, and millions of disciples appeared and disappeared in the dust and mist, discussing in low voices.

Through the fog, everyone looked at the eighteen disciples who won the third round among the peaks with great interest, repeatedly comparing their power in their hearts, and making various guesses about who would win in the end.

This round of competition will be divided into two groups. First, eighteen people will be divided into nine groups in two groups. Then the nine losers will form three groups for the second round of competition. The three winners will be the masters of the peak, and the three losers will be the same as the other losers. Elders in the Government Building, Xianjuan Mansion, Pill Garden and Xianbinge.

Song Zhen didn't go to the Peacock Cliff's Moqing Empress this time, but stood calmly beside Master Huanmeng, who hadn't arrived yet. At first, Song Zhen didn't take this general election of the peak leader of the New Territories seriously, but as the competition progressed, Song Zhen discovered more and more the truth that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

Winning, envious eyes, dignity, status, and beauty's heart are shot everywhere!

If you lose, you will be like a speck of dust, no one will take you seriously. In the past, the brothers around me made fun of me for being slovenly and unprogressive all day long, but now, even Lan Shanshuang, Mrs. Linghu, and Wen Konglun, who are among the top disciples in the sect, look at me with admiration!

There is only one reason, and that is that I have defeated Mo Yuan of Piaoxia Peak.

What makes Song Zhen even more confident is that he has now practiced the Seven Jue of Astrology to the second level. The power of this magical skill has initially demonstrated its power in the battle with Mo Yuan. Although Benfeng's Heaven-shocking Jue has been practiced in a mess, but with the Seven Jue of Astrology, Song Zhen deeply appreciates the joy of being a strong man!

Song Zhen looked at the emerald green battle card in his palm, his name was still on the front, and the back was against the sky! I am no stranger to this coldness against the sky. He and I are both citizens of Qingliu Kingdom in the past, and joined the Xuanling Sect together. He was able to win the first three rounds without losing a round so far, obviously his strength is astonishingly strong.

Looking around, this year's general election of the peak leader really killed a few dark horses, let's not talk about whether he is counted or not, but Ni Tianleng can definitely be regarded as one.

In addition, when I came here, I deliberately looked at the list of today's battles on the battle stone. In addition to myself and Ni Tianleng being disciples of the New Territory, Gu Ping from Piaoxia Peak, Qingsi from Xialang Peak, and Yun Qianmeng from Cuihe Peak They are also among the eighteen people. Yun Qianmeng is naturally familiar with herself, but although Qingsi and Guping are both compatriots of the Qingliu Kingdom, they don't have much contact with each other. I just heard from the master that the backgrounds of these two people are really not simple, and the master has no famous words about how it is not simple.

When Song Zhen saw Ni Tianleng's name, he couldn't help but look up at the blood coagulation peak where the other party was. When they found that the other party was also looking at him, their eyes met, their hearts tightened, and they all looked away immediately.

Those eyes were a little cold, and Song Zhen couldn't help shivering, deeply feeling the strength of the opponent. The opponent has obviously entered the alchemy stage of cultivation, but he is still at the level of the late foundation establishment stage, so he has lost a lot to the opponent in terms of strength. However, Song Zhen was not timid because of this, he closed his eyes slightly, gently stroked the astrological ruler in his arms, and quietly felt the breath it conveyed to him.

"Tongyun Peak, Song Zhen and Congealing Blood Peak are going on the stage against the sky!"

"Go! Just do your best!" Song Zhen opened his eyes and found that his mentor was already standing beside him, and encouraged him by patting himself on the shoulder.

As an old peak master, although he is about to step up to a new level of comprehension in the Continent, before leaving, he was more or less selfish. I hope that Tongyun Peak, which I have worked so hard to manage for more than a thousand years, can still be taken over by a disciple of this peak. . So far, there are still two under the Master Huanmeng who are on the list for the fourth round, one is Tai Linghu, and the other is Song Zhen in front of him. For Mrs. Linghu, Master Huanmeng did not doubt his strength at all, and had more confidence in him than Song Zhen.

This time it was Song Zhen who played first, and Daoist Huanmeng didn't have high expectations, as long as he came back safely.

Song Zhen looked at Lan Shuang in the distance, met her worried eyes, and nodded heavily. Then he took big strides and walked step by step to the half-central position of the practice field. This time, millions of disciples from the twelve Shocking Peaks around saw Song Zhen's reappearance, none of them mocked, and their eyes were full of envy.

The silent silence of millions of people, the morning breeze blowing, the fragrance of flowers and plants quietly flowing over the practice field, the first ray of sunlight in the eastern sky pierced through the layers of fog, and finally came directly, and it was dawn.

That ray of sunlight happened to fall on Song Zhen's rough and wild face, one black and one white eyebrows were covered with dew, and at the moment they were shining like stars, and he was newly dressed in a pure white Taoist robe of an ordinary disciple, with a flickering gleam around his waist. A bright red Huanxin bead.

On the opposite side, Ning Tianlen was pulling a long figure towards him under the morning sun. He stopped ten feet away, with a slender and straight body, handsome and white sides, and two clear auras shining in his eyes.

He was ten feet away, but his long figure was like a poisonous snake, and his deformed head almost stuck to Song Zhen's feet.

The other party is very elegant, and the magic weapon in his hand is also very elegant. With five fingers on his left hand, he is flexibly playing with an emerald green fairy pen. What flickered was bright red.

The color was very thick, like blood.

The anti-tianleng right hand was behind his back, looking very free and easy, the emerald pen he was playing with in his hand was so beautiful, as he danced, a green light cluster formed on his chest. Dancing gently in the dust and mist, shining with a seductive light.