Chapter 971: No. 1 Scholar Hall

In the different space of Bangyan Palace, the three-color stars are still cold.

Zhan Yunfei, Murong Yu, Xia Yu and Yao Jun couldn't help but sigh as they watched Qing Yue Jun's body being burned in a ball of red flames across from them.

Zhan Yunfei made a move with one hand, and the Qi Mu Bow that fell on the ground and three heaven-striking arrows "Yan Long", "Black Teeth", and "White Min" came into his hands.

First, he looked at it carefully, and then he gently wiped the surface of the Qimu Gong with his hand. The weak star power accumulated in it escaped and turned into little starlight, rolling and dissipating. As soon as he activated the Xuan Bing Kung Fu, the Xuan Bing aura blended into Qi Mu Gong without any obstruction.

The word "Qi Mu" on the corner of the handle of Qi Mu's bow is as bright as fire, and a warmth that fits the hand is passed on, as if the heartbeat of a soul in Qi Mu's bow is heard.

"Senior Brother Qi Mu." Zhan Yunfei murmured, turned his back, tears burst from his eyes, and then turned into granular ice crystals and rolled down.

Zhan Yunfei's martial arts body is special, it is a body of mysterious ice. When he is sad, his tears will turn into ice crystals. It can be said that the death of Senior Brother Qi Mu further developed Zhan Yunfei's body of mysterious ice, and Senior Brother Qi Mu was also a piece of ice in Zhan Yunfei's heart that would never melt, and became one with him.

After that, Zhan Yunfei put the set of bows and arrows back into the Qiankun bag in his sleeves, which was considered a huge gain. The bond between him and his senior brother Saiki has also become stronger.

The expression on Murong Yu's face was still a little nervous. He gently twisted the string of stone Buddha beads that never left his body with both hands, and his rapid heartbeat gradually relaxed: "It turned out to be a magic weapon backlash. I didn't expect it to be a saint's bow to help us survive." After this disaster."

Red-robed Xia Yu put the Fire Qilin Sword in his hand back into the sword case behind him, and the fire breath on the red robe outside his body gradually subsided: "Originally we wanted to fight desperately, but in the end this Qingyue Lord killed himself."

Baiyi Yaojun said seriously: "Not everyone can control the saint's bow. Qingyue Jun is not worthy of his virtue, so how can he control the saint's bow, which represents awe-inspiring righteousness? If he had not rebelled against the Yu Dao Sect, there would be no Today’s results.”

At this time, starlight suddenly appeared in the void opposite the four people, and a curtain of red, yellow and blue light fell. Strings of silver seal characters circulated in the light curtain, as if they were the transmission exits of the Bangyan Hall space.

The four of them walked side by side towards the exit.

"I wonder how the other two teams have completed their missions."

"We will definitely meet in the final space of Zhuangyuan Hall."

"That's our ultimate goal for this mission."

“There’s nothing we can’t do together.”

...

At night, the stars hang down.

Yudaomen, the third floor of Shuxiangmen's altar, there are seven people standing on the square in front of the entrance to the palace space.

The leader is an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a large blue Confucian robe with star palace patterns, and a "Seven-Star Haotian Crown" on his head. The Haotian crown is towering, and the seven "starry sky gems" inlaid on it are as dazzling as seven stars, making the whole person appear solemn and luxurious.

Without him, he is the peak master of Yu Dao Sect's Lan Yu Peak and the Great Elder's Lan Xingjun.

The six people standing opposite Lan Xingjun are the peak masters of the other six peaks of Yudao Sect.

from left to right.

A girl with almond eyes and dark eyebrows, no makeup, but natural pink cheeks and red lips, wearing a light red dress on her small body, Baili Qing, the master of Purple Feather Peak.

A scholar in a green shirt, speechless, just stood there upright, but naturally exuded an aristocratic temperament, Lu Qian, the master of Qingyu Peak.

A woman wearing a yellow dress. The woman has a delicate and dignified appearance, and looks to be in her twenties. A wisp of breeze passed by, and I couldn't help but whisper

Quietly lift her skirt. The skirt ripples, like a golden chrysanthemum blooming quietly. There is no fragrance but there is fragrance, there is no sound but there is sound. Huang Yufeng is the host of Dong Hongyan.

A middle-aged scholar, wearing gray robes and cloth shoes, with regular facial features and gentle manners, just as Confucianism often says that a gentleman is like jade and his tentacles are warm. Yu Tao writes about gentlemen, and ink strokes draw the world. Ji Wuhen, the leader of Black Feather Peak.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar. He was wearing a striking red Confucian shirt, tall and handsome in appearance. He carried a huge red sword on his shoulder, which was very eye-catching. It is said to be a sword, but it is more like a door panel, because the sword is so wide that there is no sword box and no need to hide the blade. In other words, this sword cannot hide its edge, because the blade has its own flowing fire, and it may burn if placed in the sword box. The red sun is thousands of miles away, and the burning fire is the gentleman. Chiyangjun, the master of Chiyu Peak.

A middle-aged woman, wearing a beautifully embroidered white feather shirt, has exquisite facial features, skin as white as snow, and a figure that is unique to a mature woman. The temperament is like a snow-capped peak, and beauty can only be seen from a distance. Fairy Yu Dao Bai cuts Feixue with his jade sword. Qionghuajun, the master of Baiyu Peak.

The Seven Peaks of the Yudao Sect were originally the seven battle halls of the Yudao Sect. The seven peak masters appeared together. In addition to the extremely grand Confucian Sect sacrifice ceremony, there was also a major event.

At this moment, the faces of the seven peak masters all had stern expressions, and several of the sword cultivators carried their sword cases behind their backs, dressed like generals on an expedition.

Lan Xingjun, who is the head of the seven peaks, pointed to a star map carved on a stone tablet in the square and said seriously: "Everyone has seen the stars on this star map that represent the positions of Chuanlu Hall, Tanhua Hall and Bangyan Hall. It has been extinguished, indicating that these three levels have been broken through, and those who entered the trial have successfully completed the first stage of the task."

Qiong Huajun on the opposite side showed an anxious look on his face: "Senior brother, although the first phase of the task is completed, what is the situation of the eight people who participated in the trial? They will not suffer any big losses."

Lan Xingjun nodded slightly, knowing that Qionghuajun was most worried about her disciple Yaojun.

"All eight of them are fine." Lan Xingjun said firmly, and then flipped his hand, and eight blue feathers appeared in his palm.

The surface of the eight feathers was shining, and the names of Xu Yang, Yaojun and other eight people were engraved.

"Look, this is a blue feather that has been blessed with a wisp of soul breath of eight people. If something happens to them, the soul breath on the feather will dissipate." Lan Xingjun said, slightly urging his magic power, and eight blue feathers were suspended in the air, arranged neatly.

Qionghua Jun stepped forward and looked carefully. She saw a familiar and peaceful soul breath on a blue feather with Yao Jun's name on it. Then she relaxed her brows and nodded slightly, saying, "Look at the soul breaths on these eight feathers, they are all stable, which means that all eight of them are fine." Lan Xingjun smiled and said, "Please rest assured, junior sister, these eight people have passed the test of Qingyun Pavilion and are carefully selected young heroes. Although the first stage of the mission in this palace space is not easy, it is reasonable to complete it smoothly after reasonable deployment of troops." After a pause, Lan Xingjun continued, "Next, the second stage of the mission is the most important. In the last Zhuangyuan Palace space, the Great Priest of the Western Region Demon Clan is imprisoned. Si, this person's cultivation a thousand years ago was at the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. In the last war between humans and demons, many masters of the Northern Territory were defeated by her, including the previous peak master of our Yu Dao Sect. If it weren't for Immortal Master Lu Qingyun personally capturing her and imprisoning her in the space of the Champion Hall, I don't know how much damage this great demon cultivator would have caused to the Northern Territory. This time, the task of the eight disciples participating in the trial of the palace space is to reseal the demon priest, and the task is indeed quite difficult. If the seal fails, the demon priest may escape directly from the Champion Hall space. We will gather the strength of seven people to kill her and never let her escape from here. "

"Yes, command." The six peak masters on the opposite side responded in unison.

Ji Wuhen, the head of Moyu Peak, had some doubts, so he asked: "May I ask the great elder, since the demon priest was a great calamity a thousand years ago, why didn't Immortal Master Lu Qingyun kill her directly, but took so much trouble to imprison her in the space of the Champion Hall?"

Lan Xingjun hesitated for a moment, then said: "This is a secret, and it's okay to tell you now. The Western Region Demon Clan is united by their unique belief in Yuan Mo. Among them, there is a special group, namely priests. The priest group is responsible for worshiping the Yuan Mo spirits and communicating with the Yuan Mo spirits. Demon Realm. Among the many priests, there is only one high priest with the most respected status. The high priest's position in the Western Demon Clan is not lower than that of the Western Demon Lord. Once the high priest dies unexpectedly, the Western Demon Clan will select a new high priest through a special ceremony. With the appearance of a new high priest, the cohesion of the Western Demon Clan will double, and the new high priest can cast a spell to reconnect with the Yuan Demon Realm to strengthen the power of the Western Demon Clan. After weighing the pros and cons, it is the best choice to seal the high priest instead of killing him. The altar of the scholar family is the most important in the Yu Dao Sect. The Trial Mysterious Realm, the Palace Realm space in it is also the strongest Star Prison in Yu Dao Sect.

Ji Wuhen nodded: "I see."

Qiong Huajun's brows, which had just relaxed, frowned again: "So, even if these eight trial disciples attack the Demon Clan High Priest together, it is still very risky. That guy is at the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. Even if we take action, it will take eight people to work together."

Lan Xingjun nodded, "The eight of them will launch an attack with the formation I arranged in advance, and the one who will be under the greatest pressure will be the Golden Jade Saint of the Golden Buddha Temple. and Xu Yang of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. In order to seal the Demon Clan High Priest, these two people need to fight him in close combat, and there is really a risk of direct death. The remaining six people will have a relatively small risk. If they are defeated by the High Priest and the mission fails, they can also use the spiritual talisman I gave them to escape directly from the Zhuangyuan Hall. "

Qionghua Jun nodded and thought: "My senior brother Lan Xingjun has always been resourceful and calm. Otherwise, I would not let Yao Jun take such a risk. "

The other peak masters did not say anything, but everyone knew in their hearts. The eight people who entered the trial had no more than a 50% chance of successfully sealing the Demon Clan High Priest. Otherwise, they would not appear here.

Afterwards, Lan Xingjun arranged the next specific plan in detail with the other six peak masters.

It's just that Lan Xingjun's voice became smaller and smaller, and later he simply used secret transmission. The expressions of the other six peak masters became more and more serious.

The surface of the huge altar of the scholarly family was swirling with spiritual light, and countless Confucian seal characters were flowing in the spiritual light. It was as if a saint's hand was turning the scroll in the dark. As for what was written in it, it was a secret.

......

Inside the third floor of the altar of the scholarly family was an incomparable alien space.

In the center of the alien space, there was a tall, cylindrical altar. The altar had a golden spire, like a pen tip. The altar was surrounded by vermilion walls.

On the surface of the entire altar, there were Confucian rune seals, wandering like a golden dragon. From a distance, the altar looked more like a huge golden birdcage.

Above the vermilion gate of the altar hung a horizontal plaque with three golden characters "Zhuangyuan Hall" engraved on it.

Around the Zhuangyuan Hall, there were three roads paved with starlight in the shape of a finished product. The road was straight, and each star road corresponded to a checkpoint, with three halls in the middle, namely the Chuanlu Hall, the Tanhua Hall and the Bangyan Hall.

At this moment, outside the vermilion gate of the Zhuangyuan Hall.

Eight young heroes, Xu Yang, Jin Yu Xiaoseng, Liu Haiyu, Gui Guzan, Zhan Yunfei, Xia Yu, Murong Yu and Yao Jun, gathered together.