Bixiao Palace.

"Master." Xiang Chen bowed and bowed.

"Not bad, I have a breakthrough in cultivation so quickly and entered the Taiyi Xiaotian position. Come here and let me rub it."

Bi Xiao smiled and waved his hand. Xiang Chen had no choice but to turn into a purple-gold round mouse, and was kneaded in his arms by the other party.

"I asked you to come here mainly to tell you something. A Luotian ceremony will be held within the Holy Church in a thousand years."

"At that time, all major branches and factions within the Holy Church will participate, and there will be competitions of various veins. If you can get the first place or get good results, you will receive extremely generous rewards."

"At that time, we will also represent our Sanxiaomen and his family to participate in the Luotian Da Ceremony competition, so you will not be able to close your closure for the past thousand years."

"Luotian Grand Ceremony!"

Xiang Chen's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then nodded and said, "I understand, but Master, how many people will participate in each lineage?"

"At least a hundred people were sent to each vein. The minimum cultivation requirement was the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, and the highest was no more than the Taiyi Immortal Realm. It was divided into two games, the Daluo Golden Immortal Field and the Taiyi Immortal Field."

"What you want to participate in is Taiyi Immortal Venerable Field. In addition to you, my disciples also have your second senior sister to participate. As for your senior sister, you have long surpassed the Taiyi Immortal Venerable Realm."

"In addition to you, those of you, the outstanding disciples from our Sanxiao Sect will also participate."

"Of course, your cultivation is the lowest among them, but your strength is not weak, and it is good even if you cannot get the lead and have a long experience."

"My cultivation is just not weak?"

Xiang Chen muttered in his heart, and then asked: "What level is Bai Hao's level in the Luotian Grand Ceremony?"

"Bai Hao? Is that last little guy from the White Tiger Clan?" Bi Xiao asked while rubbing Xiang Chen's dog head.

Xiang Chen nodded: "That's right, in Master Qiongxiao's temple, my disciples competed with him in swordsmanship, which was slightly better."

Bixiao thought for a while and said, "He should be at the level of middle and lower level. None of the laws can be practiced to the extreme level of Taiyi Immortal Lord, otherwise you would not be able to beat it."

"Wanniao, is he so delicious?"

Xiang Chen was stunned.

Bixiao smiled slightly: "Then do you think you are very strong?"

Xiang Chen shook his head quickly: "I dare not."

Empress Bi Xiao said lightly: "You are the 108th generation of disciples, and even the first twenty generations of disciples are still at the realm of Taiyi Immortal Lord. These people have not entered the realm of the world of the world for various reasons and have not become emperors, but it does not mean that they are weak."

"On the contrary, in order to pursue the ultimate of their own Taoism, some people here have practiced any Taoism they have learned and comprehended to the extreme level. With their combat power, the mid-stage strong men at the ordinary emperor level may not be their opponents!"

Xiang Chen's expression became more solemn when he heard this. He could only barely defeat Bai Hao. If he only belonged to the middle and lower level, then the Taiyi Immortals at the upper level would probably not be able to beat him.

"I am good at swordsmanship. I asked you to come here this time to spread the Bixiao swordsmanship that you and I created."

"Although the Bixiao sword technique has not reached the level of sainthood, it is also a top sword technique among the quasi-saints."

Xiang Chen immediately showed joy when he heard this and hurriedly said, "Please teach me!"

Fairy Bixiao gently tapped Xiang Chen's eyebrows with her fingertips, and in an instant the entire Bixiao Palace turned into a water curtain illusion. She twisted the tea cup in front of the desk with her bare hands, and a drop of tea hangs in the void, reflecting thousands of sword shadows.

"The Bixiao Sword Technique has four styles, I'm optimistic-"

"The first form: Cangming inspires!"

The drop of tea suddenly expanded into a vast sea of ​​thousands of miles. As the blue sky flew, the sword edge seemed to be slow and fast to draw a mysterious arc.

Ninety thousand water spoons suddenly rose on the sea, and the top of each spoon was filled with a cold light at the tip of the sword.

"The best is like water, which benefits all things without competing." The Biaoxiao sword suddenly reversed, and the tornado in the sky was like a group of birds returning to the nest, condensing into a spot of light that was extremely blue.

Xiang Chen's pupils suddenly shrank - the light spot actually compressed the weight of the entire sea area!

"The second form: soft cloud binding!"

Bixiao's wrist swirled lightly, and the sword edge suddenly softened like silk.

The sword energy turned into a thousand-foot cloud ribbon and wrapped around Xiang Chen, and three hundred and sixty levels of soft power were hidden in the seemingly gentle clouds.

Xiang Chen burst out of the golden crow bloodline, and the sun's true fire fought against the sword intent. However, whenever Xiang Chen burst out of the golden crow's true fire broke through, Yun Tao transformed the flames into rain and dew that nourished himself with the power of Tai Chi.

Xiang Chen was shocked because the laws used by Master Bixiao were only the sword-tracking laws of Taiyi Immortal Lord, so he felt helpless.

"The water flows even more when the knife is drawn." Bixiao's sword fingers lightly, and Yunlai suddenly tightened.

The power of Xiang Chen's twelve ancestor witches was like a mud cow entering the sea, but was absorbed by the clouds and mists to strengthen the binding force, causing the bones to clatter.

"The third form: Cold Moon Tide!"

The fairy's toes lightly tapped the water surface, and a bright moon rose from behind.

When the sword edge lifted up, the moonlight condensed into billions of ice crystal sword sand, and poured over and overwhelmed with the rhythm of the tide.

The strangest thing is that these sword sands will be soft when they encounter hardness - Xiang Chen burst into bombardment of the white tiger Gengjin power, condensing to form a giant sword covering the sky and slashing over, but when it is chopped, it is like cotton wool.

When his old power had already been exhausted, the sword sand suddenly freezes time and space, nailing him to the waves and turning into an ice sculpture.

"The trendy news is timely, and both hardness and softness are combined."

Bixiao's sword ridge tapped the ice sculpture lightly, and the ice layer on Xiang Chen's body suddenly cracked into complex Taoist patterns, and each crack accurately locked the node of his bloodline.

"The Fourth Style: Sighing in Reward"

Bixiao suddenly abandoned his sword and entered the sea. When the Qiushui sword sank into the abyss, the entire illusion began to collapse.

Xiang Chen was shocked to find that his soul was being dragged towards the black hole under the sea, and the center of the black hole was the tip of the sword transformed by the drop of tea just now!

"The softest world is, the most solid world is." Bi Xiao held his hand in vain, and a blue and white light flame that was more fierce than the true fire of the sun burst out from Guixu.

——This is the chaotic heavy water core transformation caused by compressing all the soft powers of the first three styles to the extreme!

When the illusion dissipated, Xiang Chen was soaked and sat on the ground.

Bixiao pressed a dew-like sword into his purple palace sea of ​​consciousness: "Bixiao's sword technique seems soft and soft, but in fact, each style contains 3,600 levels of hidden power.

When you refine this top-god sword, you will understand the ultimate truth of soft water turning into Cangming."

Xiang Chen looked inside and found that the sword species was derived into a miniature sea eye in the Dantian, and the golden crow bloodline was tamed by Sou Jin to become a docile fire carp.

He suddenly remembered that Master Qiongxiao evaluated his Bagua Tribulation Sword Formation "hard and fierce, and not tough enough". At this moment, he knew what it was to truly overcome hardness with softness.

Xiang Chen looked at the innocent girl in front of him. He was actually a woman who had lived for hundreds of great disasters, and there was a sense of awe in his eyes.

Just now, she just used a drop of tea and then used her own sword technique in the realm of Taiyi Immortal Lord, so she killed her own laws so miserable.
Chapter completed!