The morning sun breaks through the morning mist and shines into Taixu Mountain. The pavilions and towers in the mountains are like a layer of clouds, and the dark green forests are dyed with gold edges.

The disciple was in the middle and practiced the ink painting of the formation on the Taoist monument for a night. He opened his eyes.

His eyes were like dawn in the sky, and golden light suddenly appeared, which was even brighter than the morning glow in the sky.

"Finally, today is the sword contest--

Mo Hua murmured softly.

He took a deep breath and practiced routinely to Chaoyang for half an hour. After the spiritual energy flowed through the sky, walked through the meridians, and settled in the sea of ​​qi, he put on the Taoist robe of the Taixu Sect and stepped out of the disciple's residence.

The disciples live outside, and most of them are awake.

At this time, we gathered together in groups of three or three, bathed in the morning glow, with faces one by one, looking noisy and energetic.

Today is their day to discuss swordsmanship.

It was their only swordsmanship conference in their lives.

All the disciples are both expectant and nervous.

When it was time to go, Elder Xun Zixian came over, gathered the disciples together, counted the personnel, and then looked around and said slowly:

"Let's go and go to Mount Ludao."

The disciples' expressions became more solemn and their hearts were beating a little faster.

Later, Xun Zixian led a group of disciples to leave Taixu Sect and went straight to the Ludao Mountain in the central part of Qianxuezhou.

On the road, there were a large number of monks. Disciples from various sects in Qianxuezhou were wearing various Taoist robes at this time.

It is like colorful streams gathering towards Ludao Mountain.

The mountain road is long and peas are bustling with disciples.

About an hour later, everyone finally arrived at Mount Ludao.

At this time, there were more people from the Rendao Mountain, not only gathered the Qianxuezhou community, but also the surrounding areas, various aristocratic families and sects.

Cultivators with different identities in different forces.

It also includes all kinds of monks from all over the Jiuzhou who came to watch the ceremony.

Looking around, the entire mountain is full of people.

The crowds are filled with noises, like mountains and tsunamis.

The first time I have experienced the ink painting, I have experienced what it means to be "crowded and crowded", and I am shocked.

Not only ink painting, all Taixu Sect, including disciples from other sects, have at this time become lost.

The podium of this sword contest is even greater than before.

The momentum is also amazing.

Before, they were all "audiences" watching others discuss swords, but now they are the "protagonists" and want to discuss swords for others to see.

The personal feelings are different, and the disciples have different emotions.

Some disciples looked pale and nervous.

Some disciples had weak legs and breathed in the respiratory room.

At the same time, some disciples were excited and eager to use their skills in the swordsmanship field, making a name for themselves and entered the mountain gate. They walked over the long mountain road and crossed several barrier peaks. All the disciples came to the Taoist discussion.

The great dojo of the mountain.

A "Sword Sacrifice" is being held in the Great Hall.

This is a necessary ritual for every sword contest.

Only the heads of the four major sects of Ganxue are qualified to take charge of this "Sword Sacrifice" ceremony.

This is also the most supreme honor in the academic and state circles.

On the Mount Lundao, the white jade platform floats in the air, surrounded by nine stone pillars that reach the sky. The pillars are engraved with mighty divine beasts, and auspicious clouds and auspicious patterns are everywhere.

In the middle of the White Jade Platform, there was a white jade sword that was more than ten feet long, like a small mountain.

The sword body is transparent and crystal clear, exuding a simple and majestic aura.

It is said that this sword is a relic of the ancestor of Daoshan ten thousand years ago.

In every sword competition, all the students must sincerely worship this sword to comfort the ancestors of the Daoshan ancestor.

At the same time, it is also to thank my ancestors for his contributions and hard work to the academic and cultivation world.

When Chen hour, Gan Xue's sword sacrifice began.

The leader of the Gandao Sect, the Tianjian Sect, the Dragon Ding Sect and the Wanxiao Sect, the spiritual power turned into feathers and came from the air.

Then the altar was opened, tribute, blood, and sacrificed swords.

Blood is open, and the sky is clear and clear.

On the ancient sword of Daoshan, it made a low sound, and the sword energy soared into the sky, like an ancient beast awakening and chanting towards the clear sky.

Everyone was shocked.

The pupils of ink painting also shrank.

He looked at the huge ancient sword and felt his soul tremble slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of resonance in the dark.

The sound of dragon roars sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the ancient Taixu sword intent kept echoing.

In amazement, the ink painting had an illusion.

He seemed to have seen his body and form the Dharma, like a giant who is in the sky, holding the ancient sword of Mount Lundao, opening up mountains and opening up land, and being invincible.

But the next moment, everything disappeared again.

Nothing happened.

The heads of the four major sects shouted in unison:

"All disciples, worship three times and sacrifice to the sword!"

The sound of feathering, like the Qing Bell Dalu, echoing in the Mount Lu.

The ink painting also calmed down and, together with the disciples, looked at the ancient white jade sword in the mountain, respectfully,

Three bows.

The monks who watched the ceremony outside the mountain also followed the customs and bowed to the ancient white jade sword.

After the sword sacrifice, the sword debate continued.

The heads of the four sects read out the edicts in turn.

This edict is quite long, including remembrance of the ancestors of Ganxuezhou, gratitude to the monks who came to watch the ceremony, their sincere expectations for their disciples, some precautions in the sword contest, and some unbreakable principles. ·—

The four leaders, one by one, were very casual, and they could not stop talking, and successfully made the ink painting, which was still a little excited, drowsy.

Finally, the long reading ended.

After sacrifice to the sword, read the edict, and then the official lottery draw was officially drawn.

The four major sects, eight major sects, and even the twelve sects, each with one representative elder came forward, holding a sect command in his hand, untiing the seal of a huge treasure of heavenly secrets in the middle of the great temple.

This treasure of heavenly secrets is called the Heavenly Art of One-On the Dao.

This is also the "legacy" of the ancestor of Daoshan.

This "Tianyi" is sealed on weekdays, and it must be opened by four sects, eight sects and twelve sects gathered together and each held the jade order of the sect.

After opening it, write the names and teams of sword-making disciples of each sect on bamboo sticks and put them in the heavenly ritual.

When discussing the Tao, the Tianyi will operate on its own, and the order of the sword competition will be arranged according to the established rules of the sword competition.

In this way, it can not only prevent some people from tampering with each other and ensure fairness and justice.

At the same time, it can also isolate everything, deduction, interference, tampering, and prediction of the cause and effect of heaven.

On the Tao, the heavenly rituals operate according to the laws, and the built-in compass track rotates alternately and flows continuously, complex and mysterious.

There is a profound beauty of "causal law".

Mo Hua was excited and couldn't help but stare at the "On Dao Tianyi" for a while.

Unfortunately, his level of intelligence is still too low and he doesn't see any tricks.

Of course, it is impossible for him to really see any clues about the things of the ancestor of Daoshan.

Half an hour later, the Heavenly Yi of the Religion stopped rotating.

The deduction is over.

In the initial stage of the sword competition, that is, the "Huang" game in "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang", it was confirmed.

The elders of each sect entered the jade slip and then left.

The morning's sword sacrifice and the lottery ceremony ended here.

The afternoon is the formal swordsmanship.
To be continued...