Chapter 287: The Balance Conference!

"Old man Tianji, you're fine."

As a young man with long flowing hair jumped in front of Patriarch Tianji, he stood with his hands behind his back, and then turned to look at Chen Xuanqing, "The saint is here, a rare guest."

"I, Taoist Lord Zitan, have met fellow Taoist."

Hearing this, Chen Xuanqing clasped his fists and replied, "You're welcome."

Immediately afterwards, the heads of various sects came here to greet Patriarch Tianji and Chen Xuanqing.

Ancestor Tianji glanced at it, and it seemed that almost everyone had arrived, but there seemed to be one missing.

Seeing this, Zitan Dao yawned, "That guy from Bai Di comes so slowly every time. He's so arrogant."

Boom! !

At this moment, the clouds and mist in the distance were suddenly blown away by something, and a huge fairy boat was suddenly seen speeding in the distance, and its entire appearance was gradually revealed!

The fairy boat is all white, with golden patterns and the patterns of a white tiger attached to it.

The fairy boat was several times larger than Chen Xuanqing's fairy boat, and it had multiple layers of formations, emitting layers of strong winds to help propel it, and swept away the floating clouds.

When everyone saw this, they heard an arrogant voice suddenly coming from the fairy boat, "If you don't come a little later, why don't you let me wait for you?"

Boom!

As this voice came, the huge immortal boat appeared in front of Tianshan Mountain in the blink of an eye, and slowly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a black-haired man wearing a white imperial robe with white tiger patterns on it jumped off the immortal boat.

bump!

As the man fell and splashed up a large amount of dust, an unprecedented sense of oppression suddenly hit the entire Tianshan Mountains!

The man was extremely handsome, but his face was still full of pride. He stood with his hands behind his hands, and saw countless disciples dressed in white instantly falling behind him.

As the man slowly moved forward, he saw that his black hair was instantly blown up by the strong wind. There was obviously no wind in the Tianshan Mountains, but this guy came out with a sense of momentum.

Is he Bai Di?

Chen Xuanqing secretly looked at Bai Emperor Changhao, saying that he was invincible in this world, a half-step heavenly master, who participated in the battle of Beiling Pass thousands of years ago and turned the battle around.

It is rumored that Bai Di once made an earth-shattering sword strike in that battle, killing four demon ancestors with one strike!

Chen Xuanqing continued to look down and saw an equally handsome young man wearing a white robe following Bai Di.

This young man looks very similar to Bai Emperor. He must be the legendary Bai Emperor's son, Shaohao.

This Shaohao is quite unique. Bai Di has a pair of golden eyes, but only his right eye is golden, while the other eye is pure white, as if he is sky blind.

And when Chen Xuanqing was looking at Shaohao, Shaohao actually turned his head and looked at Chen Xuanqing.

The two looked at each other, and Chen Xuanqing could smell an infinite fighting spirit in Shaohao's eyes.

Ancestor Tianji saw Bai Emperor coming and smiled, "It's been a long time, old guy, you really haven't aged at all."

Bai Di laughed twice when he heard this, "Old man, you are much older than me. If I want to say that you are older, you are older."

Ancestor Tianji smiled when he saw this, "Okay, let's stop chatting. This Tianping Conference is naturally reserved for the younger generation. We old guys, it's better not to waste their time."

Bai Di grinned, "It just so happens that this is my son's first time attending the Tianping Conference. I brought him out this time to see the world. I only hope that this session can make my son enjoy himself to the fullest."

It is indeed as arrogant as the rumors.

With the arrival of Bai Emperor, everyone retreated one after another and stood in a corner of the Tianshan Mountain, leaving a space for Bai Emperor's power.

Chen Xuanqing and his disciples stood on the side of Patriarch Tianji.

As everyone took their positions, they saw Patriarch Tianji slowly opening his arms, "God's grace is so great that he has lowered the Nine Realm Taoist Monument to determine the strength and weakness of the monks in the world, saving us the time of fighting against each other."

"But there are countless capable monks in the world, and no one wants to become this reincarnated genius, so they will inevitably start killing again."

"I can't bear to see it. I don't want to see the land of Jiuzhou bleed with blood because of a ranking. Of course, I will hold a scale meeting to distinguish the strong and weak and determine the ranking of each monument."

"As witnessed by me and fellow Taoists, the meaning of the balance is fairness, so this balance conference is the most fair and just competition, without any restrictions on means."

"Whether it's the blessing of luck or the blessing of elixirs and magic weapons, these are all part of the strength, but the Balance Conference does not impose restrictions, but there is only one thing, and that is not to cause killing."

"This time, as in previous years, the challenge naming system will be adopted. If you are below the out-of-body stage, you can arbitrarily designate someone with the same level or a higher level to challenge."

"No matter what the result is, no matter whether you win or lose, you will leave immediately after the fight is over, but there is one point that I still want to emphasize again."

"That's the high-level monks. You can't name the low-level monks. Moreover, the low-level monks can only name three monks to challenge."

"Then let's start from the Foundation Establishment Stage first. During the Foundation Establishment Stage, we can adopt the defense system until there is no one to fight anymore, or until someone forms the Pill Stage. This is the rule."

"That's all, let's start the Tianping Conference officially."

After saying that, a man was seen rushing to the center of the field instantly, "Mo Yu, a monk from the Qingming Sword Sect, has built the eighth floor of the foundation. No one wants to challenge him, so he is willing to defend the challenge!"

"We will not refuse anyone who comes below the core level!"

As Mo Yu finished speaking, another man came out at the same time, "Canghai Sect disciple Xie Yunhai, eighth level foundation building, sorry, fellow Daoist!"

With just two polite words, the two of them started fighting instantly, no one said anything more, time is precious, they didn't want to waste too much time.

Both of them are sword cultivators, and their sword moves are relatively clumsy, but after all, they are from big sects, and they all have more or less several superior spells or skills.

They are far from the foundation building disciples of Taixu Xianmen.

The two of them fought several times, and countless Taixu Xianmen foundation building disciples were shocked, because at the same level, these two people are much stronger than them.

"This, this is impossible to beat..."

"This is too strong."

"It's harder than I thought, otherwise... I'd better not play."

"Yeah, it's better to hide your shortcomings than to show them off. Forget it this time."

"I thought I was strong enough in the sect, and I wouldn't be afraid even if I met a cultivator from another sect, but after seeing it today, I realized that I was just sitting in a well and looking at the world."

"Ah..."

Chen Xuanqing looked at the disciples who were already demoralized before the fight started, and shook his head. This won't work.

"Have you taken all the magic weapons and elixirs I gave you to take a bath? The skills and techniques of the disciples of the two sects are just average, and you are ashamed of yourself?"

"Is it because you are too lazy and slow down your progress in cultivation?"

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