Chapter 47 The Beginning of the Conference

Lei Gang was about to explain, but he found that he couldn't say it at this time. He stared at his cold face, but a rare smile appeared.

Danchen looked at Lian Xu on one side, and then at Lei Dang, his face was full of gloating, and he looked at Lei Tang with his eyebrows.

"Well, Leigang, you go back to your room first. It will be the exchange meeting in a few days. You are injured at this jux. Recover quickly. The rewards of the top three in this exchange meeting are extremely generous." Lian Xu looked at Lei Cang's speechless appearance, and his cold face couldn't help smiling, and he smiled slowly.

Lei Gan nodded, stared at Lian Xu and Dan Chen, and said, "Well, I'll go back first."

The two nodded, and Lei Quan slowly left.

Back to the place where he lived in the Refinery Sect, Lei Jiang ignored the surprised eyes of the young disciples around him. He opened the door and was slightly stunned, but his eyes were surprised. He quickly closed the door and suppressed his inner excitement and whispered, "Zi Yun... Are you back?"

Zi Yundai's eyes curled up slightly, and her eyes were closed as if she were anxious. Hearing Lei Gan's voice, her eyes slowly opened. Her watery autumn eyes suddenly changed. Her body shook and appeared in front of Lei Gan. She checked Lei Gan, suppressed her anger and heartache, and said coldly, "What's wrong with you?"

Lei Gang felt warm in his heart and said with a slight smile, "I just tried it with someone. It's okay. It's nothing serious."

Zi Yun did not answer. His eyes swept over Lei Gang's whole body, and his slender hands were against Lei Gang's back. A pure energy came out of Zi Yun's hand and entered Lei Gang's body. Lei Gang, who just felt a little sore all over his body, instantly felt that the meridians were extremely cool. The feeling of acid and numbness also disappeared in an instant, and his body was slowing. The slowly recovering scars are rising rapidly at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye...

Lei Gan stared at Zi Yun's worried and solemn eyes with complicated eyes. He swung in his heart and whispered, "Zi Yun, it's really okay. Don't worry!"

Taking back her slender hand, Zi Yun exhaled, and her forehead was slightly covered with fine sweat. She raised her head and found that Lei Gan's eyes were extremely gentle and complex. Zi Yun's delicate body trembled slightly, and her eyes quickly moved away, and she did not dare to look directly at Lei.

Immediately, Zi Yun suddenly thought of something. She looked at Lei Can and whispered, "Lei Can, you should try to win the championship in this exchange meeting."

Lei Jiang was stunned and said doubtfully, "Why?"

"I've inquired for you. The champion of this exchange conference is to enter the library or treasure house of the Refinery Sect. The heritage of the Refinery Sect has a long history, and maybe there will be what you want in the library!" Ziyun's autumn eyes flashed and whispered.

Lei Gan's eyes condensed slightly, flashing with a thought. Suddenly, his body shook and said, "Zi Yun, do you mean that the Refinery Sect is likely to have the rest of the remnants of Kaitian?"

Zi Yun nodded slightly.

Lei Gan nodded, and his eyes were firm and whispered, "Then I need to work hard. I must get the Kaitian disabled style. There are still a few days before the exchange conference. I will understand the ninth style first!" I can feel that Type 8 and Type 9 are a leap forward.

Zi Yun nodded, the autumn eyes were extremely expectant, and the depths of the eyes also flashed with a complex color. It's unpredictable!

In a luxurious building of Refinery, a gloomy young man in black sat on the ground. His eyes suddenly exploded, and his eyes stared at the front. There was no focal length. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He smiled evilly and said, "This exchange meeting is getting more and more exciting!"

"Yun'er, how's the recovery?" An old man's body slowly appeared beside the gloomy young man, looking at the young man in black with warm eyes.

"Grandpa, it's almost recovered. Tomorrow is the exchange meeting. Yun'er won't let Grandpa down!" The young man in black whispered, and his eyes looked at the old man with more awe.

"En, Yuner, in this exchange meeting, if you don't have an accident, you will be able to win the championship. At that time, you will enter the treasure house of the Refinery Sect and take back the fairy magic sword of our magic refining sect! It's enough to hinder your future journey. I haven't made the strong people in the central world tremble for a long time!!" The old man's voice was extremely gentle, but the momentum of his whole body made his back feel cold.

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the gloomy young man and said in a low voice, "Grandpa, champion, Yuner is bound to get it!"

At dawn the next day, a vast sound of ancient bell echoed over the whole Refinery Sect. Countless young disciples who closed their eyes and practiced opened their eyes at the same time. With a fighting spirit in their eyes, they prepared slightly, they walked out of the door and walked towards the huge empty floor on the right side of the Refinery Sect.

The sound of the ancient bell echoed in the sky, superimposed layer by layer, and lasted for a long time. Lei Gan slowly opened his eyes and sighed slightly. There was only one step away from Tianjiu Style, only one step away!! Lei Cang was a little anxious in his heart. The reward for the champion of this exchange conference made Lei Canton pay attention to it. Looking at the room, he found that Zi Yun had opened his eyes and looked at himself in a complicated way. Lei Can's inner anxiety was hidden. He grinned and said, "Zi Yun, let's go!"

Zi Yun nodded, and the two left the room.

Walking on the road of the Refinery Sect, the air at dawn was the clearest, and the strong aura rushed to his face. Lei Gan took a deep breath and looked at the young disciples who quickly gathered to the right. His heart was a little boiling, and his eyes burned with a strong sense of war.

Many young people who walked towards Kongping noticed the purple rhyme of the peerless beauty. His eyes flashed with amazement and obsession, and they looked at Lei Gan with inexplicable hostility.

Lei Gang and Zi Yun had just walked on the road. A handsome young man in gorgeous silk came out of a house next to the road. He closed the door and raised his head and looked at the side of Zi Yun. His pupils shrank, and the amazing color flashed, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes were meditating. He muttered in a voice he could only hear: "If I can get such a beauty, I'm really..."

When Lei Gan and Zi Yun came to the huge Kongping, the Kongping was already full of dense young disciples. Lei Gan was tall and stood in the crowd with a sense of standing out from the crowd. Looking at the Kongping, he found that there were ten ring about 100 meters in size and one meter high in the middle of the fear. Lei Kong knew that This is the place to learn from the exchange conference, and the champion of this exchange conference was born from it. On the other side of the mountain in Kongping, a large area of open space was cultivated on the cliff. Several old people in purple sat here, and Lei Diong felt the suffocating breath from these old people.

The crowd was dense and crowded, but within one meter of Ziyun and Lei Gan, there were no other disciples. Lei Gan shook his head helplessly and felt the murderous eyes around him. Lei not only glanced at the frosted purple rhyme around him, but Lei Gan found that the purple rhyme at this time had recovered. When I first saw it, I refused the coldness of people thousands of miles away. This kind of coldness has a sense of nobility and grace, which makes people dare not blasphary. Lei Gang not only secretly compared, but also compared the purple rhyme at this time with the elegant and refined purple rhyme with him. Unconsciously, Lei Gang's heart was slightly wave, and his eyes looking at Ziyun were more complicated.

Ziyun turned her head slightly and stared at her Lei Gan. Her delicate lips puriated slightly and stared at Lei Gan. Then, his eyes looked at the reclamed empty plain on the cliff, and the light flashed in his eyes.

When the sky turned white, the disciples of all sects found the place of their own sects. The original chaotic scene became orderly. The empty floor above the cliff was full of people of different ages in purple, and the marks on their chests were also of different shapes, all of which were full of supreme majesty.

A middle-aged man wearing a purple chest printed with a purple sword and a ball of purple fire slowly floated from the empty floor on the cliff and walked in the air. His eyes looked around the dense disciples on the ground and said, "The 1180th exchange meeting of the central world was held in the refinery sect once in a century. This sect is the owner of the refinery sect. Huode."

The voice of Huo De, the master of the refinery sect, suddenly stopped, and his eyes swept around. Below, the area occupied by the disciples of the refinery sect made a shout. The disciples of the Refinery Sect clenched their fists one by one and excitedly stared at the fire virtue in the air. The fire virtue was not tall, but its figure was an unattainable existence in the heart of every refinery sect disciple.

The disciples of other sects are also extremely awe-inspiring and blazing.

"There are a total of 43 sects participating in this central exchange event. It can be said that it brings together the top strong youth generation in the whole central world. There are nearly 2,000 disciples participating in the competition. The top three of this exchange event..." Huo De's voice suddenly stagnated, and his eyes were full of smiles and looked at the disciples below.

Sure enough, all the disciples were holding their breath. This time, they came to the exchange event to compete for fame for their own sect, and more importantly, for the reward of the exchange event. The disciples stared at Huo De's body one by one, and their eyes gradually trembled.

Above the cliff, an old man in purple with fairy Taoism bones and white hair smiled indifferently and said, "I thought that Huode didn't know anything else except the refinery, but I didn't expect that it would ignite the ** of the disciples..." The old man in purple was printed with a handful of purple dust, but it was a sign of Taoist door.

"Qing Daozi, you underestimate Huode too much! Over the years, although Huode has been addicted to refinery, the status of Refiner Sect has been rising and faintly coming to your door. A tough middle-aged man laughed wildly. The tiger's eyes flashed with wisdom. This tough middle-aged man's chest was printed with a purple-gold medicine tripod, but his identity was shocking. His appearance could not be associated with his identity at all. The alchemy patriarch was angry!

"Ji Jie, heart fire child, do you indirectly say that your alchemy sect is enough to come to the door?" A thin old man in purple stared at Xinhuo with a gloomy face and sneered.

The heart fire with thick eyebrows and big eyes turned his eyes on the thin old man and sneered, "My alchemy can't reach that level. However, Cultivation, haven't you been trying to challenge the Taoist sect for years?"

Well... Let's watch it three times a day. The old man will satisfy you. If the red ticket doesn't come up, he won't rush you. The old man still typed well... Most of the time updated every day is [8 a.m., 12 p.m. to 8 p.m., sometimes it may be slow to write, but the difference between these three time points is not too much. If it's a little late, don't blame]