Chapter 532: After Being Reborn, My Mind Has Indeed Grown a Lot, and My Acting Skills Are Not Bad Either.

The day before the Fairy Sword Conference.

In the main hall of Changliu Mountain.

Yang Jiao occupied the main seat, with Mo Yan and Sheng Xiaomo sitting on both sides.

There are many life-testing stones placed in the main hall.

Luo Shi handed over his hands with a look of embarrassment and reported:

"The birth test stones of all the new disciples have been counted, but... the disciples found that the life test stone of Hua Qiangu was the only one missing."

Mo Yan frowned:

"What, one of the disciples' life test stone is missing."

At the eleventh hour, he knelt down to plead guilty and said:

"This disciple is not doing well in his work. Please punish me, Master."

Yang Jiao said calmly:

"Get up, Hua Qiangu's birthstone is here with me."

Mo Yan thought for a while and ordered Luo Shiyi, who had already stood up:

"Eleven, you go down first."

"yes."

After Mo Yan saw Luo Shiyi walking out of the hall, he said to Yang Jiao:

"Zi Hua, why did you take this disciple's birth stone? Could it be that you have the intention of accepting a disciple?"

"After the Immortal Sword Conference, I will accept a disciple. I have already planned to ask Eleven to accept a disciple for me. Once selected, I will drip blood on the birth stone to establish the master-disciple relationship and let the disciple follow the master's conduct and intentions. Integrate.”

Suddenly, Sheng Xiaomo smiled and said:

"Senior brother, you took Hua Qiangu's life test stone, maybe you just figured it out and wanted to accept her as your disciple."

Mo Yan said in a deep voice:

"The head disciple has always been the leader of the Immortal Sword Conference. Among the disciples of this generation, Hua Qiangu can be said to be mediocre. He is neither high nor low. How can he win the first place and become the head disciple?"

Yang Jiao opened his palms, and a purple life-testing stone appeared in his palms:

"This is a disciple I specially recruited for Changliu. Tomorrow I will let her participate in the Immortal Sword Tournament. Once she wins the championship, I will accept her as my disciple."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yan and Sheng Xiaomo looked at each other. In the past year, this person had never left Changliu, and where did he recruit a disciple from?

Sheng Xiaomo seemed to have thought of something and said:

"Senior brother, could the owner of this life-testing stone be the spiritual insect living in your Jueqing Palace?"

Yang Jiao nodded:

"good."

Mo Yan also thought about the spirit insect called Hua Qiangu's mother, and for a moment, he also thought about it. He wanted to accept the spirit insect as his disciple, so for Hua Qiangu, who recognized him as his mother, his qualifications were extremely ordinary. , I am afraid that no one will accept me as a disciple.

Therefore, he, the head junior disciple, was afraid of considering the relationship between the apprentice and Hua Qiangu, so he accepted her life test stone so that he could take more care of her in the future.

Mo Yan had no objections to the fact that his master disciple accepted the spirit insect as his disciple, not to mention that he had already made it clear that he would only accept the spirit insect as his disciple after he won the first prize in the Fairy Sword Tournament.

He knew very well that his junior brother's indifferent and indifferent temperament could make this person tempted to accept him as a disciple. It was obvious that he was talented. He never cared about his origins for those who could achieve great success and stay in the family for a long time.

"Zi Hua, in this case, it seems that there will still be eleven people in tomorrow's Fairy Sword Tournament. Meng Xuanlang is stuck in the world of mortals just like his junior brother said. Yesterday, Emperor Shu was seriously ill and left Changliu and returned to the mortal world. "

The next day.

In the huge square of Changliu Mountain.

Not only were the heads and elders of the major immortal sects, but also the old and new disciples from Changliu.

Among them, Luo Shiyi led a group of long-term elite disciples to entertain the guests who came to watch the ceremony.

At this moment, there was an old man and a young man standing in front of Hua Qiangu, it was Taoist Priest Qingxu and Dongfang Yuqing.

The former came specially to watch the ceremony, while the latter sneaked into Changliu under the guise of being a disciple of the elders of the Kunlun Sect, hoping to make Hua Qiangu the leader of Changliu at the Fairy Sword Conference.

"Xiao Gu, how about staying here this year?"

Hua Qiangu made a look of guilt:

"Xiaogu's qualifications are dull, and I'm afraid he will live up to the Taoist Master's expectations, as well as his teachings."

Dongfang Yuqing immediately consoled him:

"Xiao Gu, you have only been practicing for more than a year. It is normal for you to be weak."

He changed the subject:

"If you really want to defeat the weak with the strong, the only way to win is by surprise. You might as well reverse the sword technique and use it."

"Now it is Changliu who selects talents. You cannot use the swordsmanship and immortal arts of other sects. You new disciples are not very advanced in cultivation. The most important thing is to compete in swordsmanship. So doing the opposite will definitely produce miraculous results. "

Then, just like in his previous life, he was seen whispering to Hua Qiangu many tips for reversing sword techniques.

Qingxu on the side heard the words, and emotions of surprise and pity appeared in his eyes. The reverse sword technique seemed simple, but in fact, if you don't master the sword, how can you teach others? It's a pity that the talented and brilliant disciples are all from other people's families. The disciples are all mediocre people.

He waited for Dongfang Yuqing to finish speaking, then took out a small porcelain vase and said warmly:

"Xiaogu, this is our Shushan soul-reviving pill. It has an immediate effect on both internal and external injuries. You put it away. You don't have to work too hard in this Fairy Sword Tournament. Everything will be as it comes."

Hua Qiangu took the small porcelain vase with a smile:

"Well, thank you, Taoist priest."

Dongfang Yuqing had a flash of strangeness in the depths of his eyes. He tried his best to win the first place with Qiangu, but the leader of Shushan was just holding him back.

In an instant, Tangbao, who had been staying next to Hua Qiangu, seemed to sense something and grabbed her arm excitedly:

"Mom, look, daddy is here."

At this moment, an announcement resounded in the square:

"The three deities have arrived."

In an instant, three rays of light from the three fairy islands on Changliu Mountain descended on the highest altar in the square.

It was Yang Jiao, Mo Yan and Sheng Xiaomo.

Hua Qiangu saw Qingxu and Dongfang Yuqing looking at Tangbao in confusion, and hurriedly explained:

"This is a spiritual insect hatched from my blood and essence."

Before she could finish her explanation, she saw the Changliu disciples starting to line up in an orderly manner. She quickly apologized and left quickly with Tangbao.

A flash of thought appeared in Dongfang Yuqing's eyes, and he couldn't help but look at Yang Jiao on the altar, chewing the words "daddy" in his heart.

When Mo Yan saw that Changliu's disciples were all lined up neatly, he said solemnly:

"Dear Sect Leaders and Immortal Friends, the annual Immortal Sword Conference for my new disciple Changliu is about to begin. The Immortal Sword Conference is a conference for exchanges and exchanges among all Immortal Sects. It is also a grand ceremony for exterminating demons, defending the Way, and cultivating new talents. This time it is for Changliu. The new Fairy Sword Association."

"I will stay here to welcome all the heads and elders to come and watch the ceremony."

After a few breaths, at Sheng Xiaomo's signal, the guests who came were seated one after another.

Yang Jiao's indifferent voice echoed in the square:

"The Fairy Sword Conference has officially begun."

As soon as the words fell, the eight thousand Changliu disciples stood up in unison with their swords drawn, and then slowly rose into the sky to practice swordsmanship and immortal skills.

Yang Jiao raised his eyelids and said softly:

"Junior brother, this couldn't be your idea."

Sheng Xiaomo looked proud:

"Let's see if it reflects my Changliu elegance. There will be a competition between elite disciples of all levels later."

"In this way, we can truly show the foundation of the number one Immortal Sect in the Immortal Realm and deter the Six Realms."

Moyan nodded happily:

"Junior brother, the Immortal World Conference held this time was good. The Seven Kills Sect is becoming more and more powerful. It is indeed time for me to show my Changliu's due strength."

Five days later.

"Today's competition is a competition between new disciples. The opponent is selected by drawing lots. The two sides compete in the seven-star negative formation. During the battle, the two can move freely among the seven chess pieces."

"No need to use hidden weapons, no consecutive kills allowed, until the point is reached, the one who hits the ground first will lose."

Luo Shiyi stood on an altar, glanced at the sign in his hand, and said loudly:

"A thousand bones stand against the clouds."

Two beautiful figures jumped out from the crowd, first landed on the platform next to the lake, then rose up and flew towards the seven chess pieces in the lake.

Hua Qiangu showed the starting position of the Changliu Sword Technique, looked at the opponent not far away, and said secretly:

"The opponent is also a person who is not outstanding among the new disciples in this class. He can win, but it must be difficult to win."

In a moment, there was a scene of two beautiful figures moving around on the seven chess pieces.

After half an hour, the female disciple named Yun Duan finally ran out of mana and fell into the lake with a pale face.

Hua Qiangu looked out of breath and dripping with sweat.

Luo Shiyi shouted:

"In the first round, Hua Qiangu wins."

Yang Jiao watched Hua Qiangu walking towards the crowd with difficulty, his eyes moved slightly, and he thought:

"After being reborn, my mind has indeed grown a lot, and my acting skills are not bad."