Rebuilding the Xiuxian family

"It seems that fellow Taoist has had a good rest these days!"

As soon as she went out, Li Zhixuan met Zhengyin and Hongyan and joked with a smile.

There were several female sword cultivators beside the two of them. Zhengyin introduced them to each other. It was the first time for everyone to meet each other, and they acted very peacefully.

Only one named Qinglian had a hint of hostility towards Li Zhixuan.

This made her feel very strange. Li Zhixuan could definitely say that she had never seen her before, let alone offended her. This inexplicable hostility really confused her.

And this hostility was so obvious that everyone else present could clearly feel it.

"Have you met me before, fellow Daoist Qinglian? And what bad things have I done to you?" Li Zhixuan asked very directly: "Why else would you be hostile to me?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became extremely embarrassing.

Hongyan's smile suddenly froze on her face, because Qinglian was her fellow junior sister, and Hongyan also knew the reason why she was hostile to Li Zhixuan.

In the sect, Qinglian has always been a junior sister who is praised by all the stars and loved by all. Moreover, her talent is strong enough. Although her training time is relatively short, her level of swordsmanship is no worse than that of their senior brothers and sisters. .

It is precisely because of these reasons that Qinglian developed an arrogant and arrogant character.

After Hongyan met Li Zhixuan, he truthfully introduced her strength to the teachers who led the team, as well as the sense of oppression and threat she brought to herself, and also said: She felt that Li Zhixuan was the best peer she had ever seen. Among the female sword cultivators, the most powerful one!

Qinglian was nearby at the time. When she heard this, she was very unconvinced and threatened to show Li Zhixuan a good look in the ring and defeat her completely!

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking. Junior Sister Qinglian has this kind of character. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."

Hong Yan forced a smile and said: "The competition is about to start, we will go there first."

She originally wanted to have a good relationship with Li Zhixuan, but because of this incident, she just didn't offend him, so how could she talk about being good friends with her!

After saying that, he hurriedly left with a few junior sisters.

"Fellow Taoist has been resting for the past few days and has not gone out to inquire about the opponents. So I don't know that Qinglian has always been arrogant and arrogant in the Sword Sect. She may be jealous that fellow Taoist is stronger than her." Zhengyin laughed. explained.

"It seems that I have suffered a terrible disaster." Li Zhixuan did not take this matter to heart.

In other words, she didn't take Qinglian seriously at all!

Not to mention that Qinglian was only in the middle stage of Jindan, the difference in strength between the two of them was their swordsmanship, and Li Zhixuan did not feel the slightest threat from her.

Zhengyin smiled and did not continue the topic. Instead, he said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, the competition is about to begin. Let's go."

The inn where they rested was not far from the competition venue, and the group arrived at their destination quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, we are going to meet up with our teacher, so we should say goodbye first." Zhengyin chuckled softly and said, "I hope to see you Daoist Daoist shine brightly in the ring and win the battle."

"The same is true for fellow Taoist!"

After watching Zhengyin and others leave, Li Zhixuan, who was alone, found an empty seat and sat down, waiting for the competition to officially begin.

Waited for about a quarter of an hour.

boom--

A brilliant sword light shot up into the sky, with a scornful attitude, making it difficult for the suppressed people to breathe.

All the sword cultivators participating in the competition saw an unbeatable being in front of them. He just glanced at it casually, and they were unable to resist and could only surrender at his feet.

‘Put down the sword in your hand and I will spare your life! ’ It was like a rolling divine power in the sky, exploding in everyone’s ears.

Some people are so desperate that they don't even dare to try, and simply put down their spiritual swords, just hoping to survive; some grit their teeth and persevere, facing increasing pressure and even the breath of death coming towards their faces. Didn't let go.

There were also those who held the sharp sword tightly in their hands and struck out at Him with a life-threatening heart, and among them was Li Zhixuan.

Click-click——

The huge divine light and shadow in her heart shattered like a lens.

"good!"

Just two words, but you can hear the appreciation in the tone.

Li Zhixuan also realized at this time that the scene just now was just an illusion and a test.

Huhu——

The scene was filled with rapid breathing, and many people seemed to have been rescued from drowning, breathing in fresh air.

A transformed god suddenly appeared in the center of the ring, and he was heard to say: "In the test just now, a total of 60% of the sword cultivators were eliminated!"

There is no way, there are too many sword cultivators participating in the competition, and some sword cultivators with average strength or insufficient willpower must be eliminated first.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw streaks of spiritual light flying, most of them were ordinary white lights, and only a small part was dazzling golden light.

"Those who get the Silver Sword Order will enter the next round of competition, and those who get the Gold Sword Order will directly enter the third round of competition."

And what Li Zhixuan is holding is the dazzling golden sword command!

"Fellow Daoist Jiang actually got the Golden Sword Token!"

"Why can she get the Golden Sword Order!"

Both Zhengyin and Qinglian saw this scene, but their expressions were completely different. The former was simply envious, while the latter was jealous.

"You'd better pray that you don't meet me in the third round, otherwise I will have to look good!" Qinglian tightly clenched the silver sword order in her hand and said through gritted teeth.

Hong Yan, who was on the side, rolled her eyes when she heard this. She admitted that Qinglian's qualifications were very good and her talent in swordsmanship was also very good, but the gap between her and Li Zhixuan was still too big.

There is no comparison between the two.

As for Li Zhixuan, although there was no competition for her next, she did not leave because this was a good opportunity to observe others and learn from them.

She doesn't think that these people are no better than her because their results in the first round of competition are not as good as hers. Stones from other mountains can attack jade!

Those who can pass the test of the Ancestor of Transformation God must have something worth learning!

After issuing the sword order, the god-forming ancestor left, and the rest of the presiding matters were handed over to several golden elixirs.

"Fellow Taoists, please follow the sword order to the arena where you will compete! Any monk who does not appear on stage for half a quarter of an hour will be deemed to have automatically given up!"

In order to speed up the progress of the competition, Wan Jian Zong arranged ten small arenas.

The largest arena will only be used in the final round of Jindan Sword Cultivation and the competition of Nascent Soul Sword Cultivation.

Twenty Silver Sword Orders were inspired and flew into the air, leading the monks to the stage.

"Both sides, get ready! The competition begins!"

Following the host's order, the two sword cultivators on the stage drew their swords and started fighting almost at the same time.