Hearing Ye Feng's approval, the clever emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

After the battle of the king's capital, every time he saw Ye Feng, he had an invisible pressure, like facing an old ancestor who broke the virtual environment.

If ye Feng disagrees, he feels that the Tianjiao challenge arena war between the two countries will not be held smoothly.

But fortunately, Ye Feng agreed.

"In that case, let's discuss the detailed rules of Tianjiao challenge arena next?"

The clever emperor made a suggestion.

"Well, the emperor happens to be free. It depends on whether leader Ye has time."

"My headmaster can."

Ye Feng did not refuse.

He's really nothing lately.

The development of zongmen has embarked on the fast lane.

Gong Qingqiu, Li Zilong, Chu Yuner, Wang Ling and others were in charge of the task, with the assistance of Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie and other disciples. All things went smoothly.

In this case, Ye Feng can be the shopkeeper.

Free time, naturally more.

Next, the three sat in front of their seats and discussed the details of the Tianjiao challenge arena war between the two countries.

For example, admission cultivation.

As a contest between the two countries, Tianjiao's cultivation naturally requires juyuanjing and above.

In Juyuan alone, there are nine challenge arenas.

At present, only five challenge arenas have been set up in Linghai territory, including the first level of Linghai territory and the fifth level of Linghai territory.

As for the six levels of the higher spiritual sea, no one can reach this level for the time being among the Tianjiao under the age of 30 between the two countries.

"In terms of venue, let's set up in Baifu city!"

Lord Lei Wu made a suggestion.

Hearing the speech, Ye Feng was delighted.

Lord lingmiao wanted to set the location in the lingmiao capital, but since Lord leiwu said so, he certainly would not raise an objection, but agreed to put the location in Baifu city.

Baifu city has two transmission arrays, which can go to Tianlei city and lingmiao Wangdu respectively. It can be regarded as a transfer station.

This place has inherent geographical advantages. It can't be more suitable as a venue.

The three continued their discussion.

Including the rules and rewards of Tianjiao war.

This talk will last for a few days.

……

Ethereal sect.

Huo Yunjie walked out of the Juling tower.

After this period of closed door and hard practice, his cultivation has been promoted to the six levels of Juyuan environment.

"Finally broke through!"

Huo Yunjie whispered.

After leaving the Juling tower, he walked to the Bank of Linghu lake for a walk. Suddenly, he found that there was a floating aura on the blue stone surface under the old pine tree by the lake, which turned into a virtual shadow.

That is a child.

His virtual shadow was very vague. He couldn't see his face clearly. His toes were off the ground and floated slowly towards Huo Yunjie.

"What's your name?"

The child's empty shadow almost startled Huo Yunjie.

"I'm Huo Yunjie, the second disciple of the ethereal sect. Who are you?" Huo Yunjie looked at the virtual shadow of the child and then looked at the bluestone. The words "exclusive for palm teaching" on it were particularly eye-catching.

"My name is Xiaoshi. The headmaster says I'm Shiling."

The child's virtual shadow tilted his head and thought, "I'm so lonely. Can you play with me?"

"No, I want to practice sword."

Huo Yunjie shook his head.

His heart is only sword.

Although I think Shi Ling is interesting, no matter how interesting it is, it is not interesting to practice sword.

Whew!

Huo Yunjie stepped on the sword light, and the whole person looked like a blue sword, fleeting across the pure sky and flying to the distance.

"Huo Daoyou!"

A voice came from a distance.

Huo Yunjie followed the sound and saw a familiar figure coming from the sword in the distance. It was Lin Yuyan, the proud daughter of yunhuazong.

Today, Lin Yuyan has entered the triple boundary of Juyuan.

In the past, with her current cultivation, she can become a high-ranking elder of Yunhua zongreed.

But now, she is only a true disciple.

"Lin Daoyou, why are you here?"

Huo Yunjie looked at the beautiful and colorful young female swordsman and could feel a sharp breath from her. It seemed that she was going to break out of her shell and tear the sky.

"You're about to gather your sword. Congratulations."

"Did Huo Daoyou see it? It's a pity that my foundation is not strong enough, and my accumulation is a little poor. I can't condense the meaning of the sword for the time being. "

"Just practice more."

Huo Yunjie is interested.

For women, he doesn't catch a cold.

But once he talked about sword practice, he was full of spirit, and his bright eyes twinkled with a sharp sword.

"I came here this time just to ask you how to condense the meaning of the sword." Lin Yuyan said he was coming.

"It's simple. I'm going out to practice. You can come with me and ask me any time you don't understand."

Huo Yunjie smiled.

Is this an invitation to go with me? Lin Yuyan was delighted.

She immediately followed Huo Yunjie. They turned into swords and flew away.

A nearby mountain top.

Wearing shoulder length short hair, Ding Baixue, who was a little capable, stood on the boulder, looked at the two people flying to the distance side by side and sighed.

"Alas..."

She looked lonely, lowered her head, her eyes twinkled, as if she were sad, and her heart was inexplicably pierced by a needle.

"Has Yunjie found someone he likes?"

"Lin Yuyan... I remember it was Yunjie's blind date and a sword practitioner, so they have come together?"

Ding Baixue bit her red lips tightly, and her body trembled slightly.

Qiang!

The sword in her hand felt the master's sadness and was trembling. The invisible sword Qi swept around in the shape of waves, and the grass and trees were bent down wherever she passed.

Click!

Even rotten wood is crushing.

"Draw swordsmanship!"

Ding baixuejiao scolded, holding the scabbard in his left hand and the handle in his right hand, and pulled out the sword.

Tear it!

A half moon shaped white sword was cut out, which was hundreds of feet long. It swept through the jungle below and plowed a gully several meters wide and more than ten meters deep, stretching nearly kilometers.

If Huo Yunjie were here, he would be amazed.

Ding Baixue unexpectedly realized the sword pulling skill, and practiced it to a very advanced level with powerful power.

Even, she condensed the meaning of the sword!

"The heart has a beautiful man, draw a sword, natural God!"

"But the beautiful man has an object, and where should I go?"

Ding Baixue whispered, knelt on the ground, looked at the direction in which Huo Yunjie and Lin Yuyan left, and sighed.

"Ask the world what love is. Teach life and death."

A soft voice came slowly from a distance.

"Who is it... Eh! Elder Gong! "

Ding Baixue, with tears in her eyes, quickly wiped the tears secretly, and then followed the sound to see Gong Qingqiu in a blue dress walking slowly.

"I know you like Yunjie, but Yunjie only has a sword in his heart. Maybe you don't know, 'there is no woman in his heart, draw the sword naturally and God' is his motto."

Gong Qingqiu said softly.

Her mature and beautiful face always hung a faint smile, like a big sister next door, giving people warmth.

"But doesn't Yunjie like Lin Yuyan? Otherwise, why do they look so close? "

Ding Baixue was puzzled.

Pointing to the direction of Huo Yunjie's departure, Gong Qingqiu said:

"Do you really think Yunjie is interested in Lin Yuyan? He just heard that Lin Yuyan was practicing sword and was about to give birth to sword meaning, so he became interested and discussed it with him. "

She paused and added:

"Yunjie is interested in practicing sword, not men and women."

"Do you understand?"

These words hit Ding Baixue's heart.

She clubbed in place and pondered for a while. Her eyes became brighter and brighter. Then she was surprised and said, "I understand! If I ask Yun Jie to discuss sword practice, he will do the same to me. "

Gong Qingqiu nodded: "yes."

"Great, I'll go after him now!"

A whoosh.

Ding Baixue has turned into a sword and gone away.

"Ah! No! "

Gong Qingqiu quickly waved, but it was too late.