Six immortal towers rose around the Caijuan Immortal Palace.
They stood above the sea surface across a layer of faint fog. The immortal towers were marked with their own names, respectively.
Of course, the six competitions were merely an interlude to the Dragon Queen's Banquet. Because the guests were mostly outstanding young people of the sects, they all needed opportunities to rise to fame.
There was no need to go into details about the zither, Go and sword competitions. Among the art, magic and Taoism competitions, the art competition referred to the pure artistry irrelevant to the spiritual power; the magic competition was about the magic skills; the Taoism competition meant sitting down and talking about Taoism, which was very mysterious. It was hard to judge the final result. For several times, Dragon Queen even had to step forward and judge.
Lu Jiajia surely went to the sword tower.
She looked at Ning Cha
The thirteen disciples of Sword Pavilion were famous in the world. The seventh and eighth disciples were integrations of sword and spirit. They were born with swords and destined to take the path of swordsmanship.They studied while traveling around the world, rose to fame and eventually became disciples of Sword Pavilion. They were hailed as the fourteen sharpest swords in the world.The first four disciples of Sword Saint in Sword Pavilion were recruited a century ago. Among the rest of his disciples, the eldest one was merely in his fifties.From the perspective of cultivators, they could be referred to as young people.The seventh disciple was Liu He, who was in his early thirties. His eyebrows were like wickers. So was his sword. Since he started cultivating, he never failed while competing with the cultivators at the same realm outside Sword Pavilion. Very few people were qualified to confront him, except those terribl
In the sword tower, countless ripples cut the surface of the lotus pond.The water surface gradually returned to peace.Liu He looked at his reflection in the water. The red spot on the middle of his eyebrows was apparent and dazzling like a pearl embedded in the skin.The sword in his arms chirped nonstop as if not yielding.That was the only sound in the quiet sword tower.Lu Jiajia stood facing him. The threads among her hair were like extinguished fire, which had turned black again. Her pretty reflection shook in the water and then became still.She was reminiscing the fiery bird's chirping. At the thought of Zhao Xiang'er's appearance upon parting, she couldn't help smiling.This elegant smile contained faint mockery in all the people's eyes.Liu He looked at her and couldn't believe that he had failed anyway.The people in the sword tower recovered from a
"I'm Qu Wu of the intelligence startup clan. Previously, snakes were wailing nonstop in the valley. Many disciples were drawn here... Actually, it's quite strange. I've never heard about the White Snake Shrine before." Qu Wu led Ning Xiaoling to the depths of the palace while exerting the spiritual power to treat his injuries.Holding the insignificant broken saber in her hand and carrying the full bag on her back, Ning Xiaoling walked next to him and listened to him talking with a gentle nod.Never had she heard the spirit-teller mention something like the White Snake Shrine.However, this shrine not only existed but also appeared as big as the Hall of Medicine King.There was no light in the shrine. It was all dark. Ning Xiaoling opened her sword eyes and found that on both sides of the road toward the depths of the shrine, the walls were full of the signs of scales rubbing across.On the walls, there were wal
It all happened very suddenly. When the bone sword pierced into Akira's body, Akira was looking at the body of the feathered serpent, confirming that it didn't have an ounce of life left in it, and thinking about what to do afterward, his heartstrings loosening. It was this slight relaxation that made him not react to the sword behind him. Even though he had expected that his fellow disciples might kill each other to seize the treasure, if he truly fought and was seriously injured, he would be detected by the brocade bag and directly disqualified. So he did not give it much thought. The twinge of pain felt like a knife twisting flesh and blood, tearing through the chest. The sword accurately pierced into the area of the Qi Sea, the Qi Sea broke and the spiritual energy crumbled, it was an irreversible wound for a short period of time, and in Ming Lang's miserable scream, the surging spiritual energy set off a gale that blew in all directions.
"Little girl, many thanks." Qu Wu looked at the young girl who shook the soul invocation and sent his thanks with a smile on his face. The young girl's face was ashen, her grip on the pole unsteady, the flagstaff snapping to the ground, tears streaming down her face. Qu Wu half hung in the air, and black feathered wings sprouted from his back. The invisible wind held his body smoothly, the twin swords in his hands whirled and danced at a faster speed, clanking and bouncing off the combined press of attacks from the rest of the disciples and counterattacking back with stronger sword intent in quick succession, the three pinched disciples were shaken apart by Qu Wu's sword, they fell to the ground horizontally and vertically, spitting out blood, their injuries were each of varying degrees of severity. Ning Xiaoling sank deeply. Looking around, the spiritual treasures were all over the place, just like broken copper. There was also only t
Three years ago, during that autumn rain in the Imperial City of Zhao, Ning Xiaoling was seeped by the Red-tailed Old Lord's demonic seed and stepped into the realm of the Purple Court. During the Heart Demon Tribulation, Ning Nagisa used the Violet-Gold Divine Symbol to hook up the two hearts and minds into Ning Xiaoling's Heart Demon Tribulation. Snow falls on the long street, the heart demon is cut away, the white fox lies dormant, and the thunderbolt dissipates. She returned to her normal self after a short time in the Realm of the Purple Court. But in the judgment of the Heavenly Dao, she had already stepped through the Purple Court Realm. The Heart Demon Tribulation and the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation would only be experienced once by a person. Now that the soul streamer shook, the evil spirits came to the court, and the power of the evil spirits absorbed by Shentian fed back to herself, she finally broke out of the bottleneck o
"Ning Nagisa?" Sounds very common name ah moral is good. Although the disciples have never heard of it, they have left an impression in their hearts. Ning Xiaoling stood at the edge of the cliff, her bloodstained skirt dancing when the wind blew, and when she spoke those words, she was so radiant that she actually had a sense of intent. Zhu Ding looked at this little girl, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the portrait hanging in the deepest part of the sect. They're nothing alike. The old man held one hand behind his back and rubbed his beard with the other as he sighed long and hard, the sigh sounding like the wind that traveled through the valley, gently erasing the woman's figure from his mind. "The leader of this Spirit Valley Competition, Ning Xiaoling." Zhu Ding looked deeply at Ning Xiaoling and announced the result. Ning Xiaoling gently saluted and said, "Many thanks, Senior Uncle." Zhu Ding looked at
In the wooden hall, the white-haired Zhu Ding was sitting in an old-fashioned wooden chair, and the surrounding prohibitions to isolate sound and spells had been opened. Ning Xiaoling, Yan Yuan, Ming Lang, and the other three male disciples sat around the old man, talking about what had happened in Spirit Valley over the course of the day and night. "That dragon snake in the White Serpent Divine Valley escaped?" Although Zhu Ding had guessed, he was still slightly surprised after hearing the truth. Ning Xiaoling nodded, "When I happened to be passing through the White Snake God Valley, I heard movement coming from inside, and at that point, I should have already escaped for a long time, and been waiting for an opportunity to make a move." Zhu Ding wrinkled his old eyelids, recalling some past events, said, "That seal is still set by the previous generation of ancestors, it is reasonable that it should not be loosened is ah is it hard to not be in disr