Chapter 660 Lightless Sword

Lao Qiu looked at An Bochen and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's thanks to my innocent Taoist friends again."

With that, Lao Qiu turned to Lu Zhoulei and said earnestly, "Zhoulei, you should remember that in the power field of the strong above the real fairyland, you must not say his name at will. If you say it, you will be heard by him. This is also a great magic power of the monk in the real fairyland. Fortunately, the innocent Taoist friend was quick-sighted and swept away what you just said, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable if the man found us.

Lu Zhoulei showed guilt and nodded.

"Those who don't know are innocent. What if young people make more mistakes? I think we didn't come here like this at the beginning." Lao Qiu's tone slowed down and comforted Lu Zhoulei with a smile. Then his fingers were suspended on the yin and yang pattern of the flying sword and said, "In the battle of Tianhe, this sword was also a great power. Although it was not as powerful as the Saint Lv of the Eastern God Religion and the silver gun of the Nether Religion, it was also famous. After the explanation of that battle, the master of the sword turned around the mountain gate and stood the lightless sword in the square in front of the palace. He only said that the sword was too heavy to kill evil. He would pray for the lives of the world for 30 years to resolve the evil spirit of the sword. Well, everyone knows that he just wants to take advantage of the prestige of the mountain gate to attract monks from all over the world to vote.

"So, he hasn't used a sword for 30 years?" Lu Zhou Leiqi said.

"Yes. After the battle of Tianhe, the masters and strong people who became famous in that battle retreated one after another, and the world was calm for a long time. Lao Qiu replied.

"But the war between the Heavenly Court and the Qintian Alliance is still going on." Lu Zhoulei Road.

"After the battle of Tianhe, there are only small battles, and there are no more wars." Lao Qiu shook his head with a wry smile, and there was a sarcasm in his eyes: "It's still because the alliance forces are too messy and there are too many people. As soon as there are many people, my heart is not the same. At the same time that Tianting's vitality was greatly damaged in the battle of Tianhe, it also saved Tianting.

"What do you say?" Lu Zhoulei asked, and even Lu Zhoushuang looked curious.

"I heard that the three major forces ordered to stop the pursuit at the same time. Perhaps before the battle of Tianhe began, the three forces did not expect that they really had the strength to defeat the heavenly court, so they could not reach any agreement on how to divide the fruits of victory. Lord of heaven, the heaven and the earth are the only one. Who doesn't want to touch the finger?

Lao Qiu didn't say much, but his meaning was clearly conveyed. If the Qintian League is defeated or even eradicates the heavenly power, the next thing to begin is the war between the three major forces, which can even spread to the chaos between thousands of forces in the Qintian League. No one was ready, so the three major forces chose to stop chasing and gave up the best opportunity to destroy the Heavenly Palace.

"What a pity." Lu Zhoulei shook his head and sighed.

And his sister Lu Zhoushuang secretly looked at An Bochen.

Lao Qiu's words showed his insight, but they did not move An Bochen. After so many years, An Bochen has long been tired of seeing such a person. What attracts An Bochen is not his extraordinary knowledge, but his pure heart.

"We can register."

Seeing that Lu Zhoushuang peeked at himself, An Bochen smiled back at her and said faintly.

This smile made Lu Zhoushuang blush and lowered her head quickly.

Seeing this, An Bochen secretly said that he was not good. He also saw that Lu Zhoushuang's good impression of him was getting stronger and stronger, but the love between men and women was more troublesome than any enemy in the world, and he could not stop it unilaterally. What bothered An Bochen most was that Sima Jin was still in Zhou Tiangong, and Zhou Tiangong was held in his hands, and he would be teased by her again.

"Honglongjing Gate, a total of 25 people."

"The Ronghua Palace has arrived, with a total of thirty-two people."

"Xuan Hezong arrived, a total of 43 people."

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"There are four people in total."

When Lu Zhoushuang handed out the invitation and the law enforcement disciples of the Qingtian Sword School reported their names, many monks suddenly looked at An Bochen with strange eyes. An Bochen came to the registration office rather than the ceremonial registration office. It is full of large and small sect forces, all of small and medium-sized forces. Even so, most of the disciples of these forces have signed up for the competition, and at least there are about 20 people. There are no dragon and gun gates pretending to be like An Bochen and others, big cats and kittens in total. There are only four people. You should know that there is a preliminary competition before the main competition. The preliminary competition is a melee, which is divided into four arenas, real people, immortals, true immortals and Xuanxian. These four rounds are all ancient magic weapons, which can be suspended in the sky, big or small. Even if it becomes a hundred miles of land, it is not impossible. In addition to the Xuanxian ring, the other three-party ring selected 16 people to participate in the main competition from the preliminary competition, at least one out of the hundred. If you want to stand out from the preliminary competition as much as possible, in addition to your own strong strength, you can also use some tactics, such as sending multiple disciples from each side to participate in the competition, choosing one person to win, and the rest are escorted by this person.

Because there is no limit on the number of participants in each arena, under this conventional tactic, the greater the power of the sect, the more disciples participate in the competition.

"It's three people."

An Bochen stepped forward and pointed to the three of Lao Qiu and said to the law enforcement disciples of the Qingtian Sword School, "The three of them participated in the preliminary competition of the real person, the fairy and the real fairy ring respectively. I just accompanied them to watch the battle."

When the words fell, the monks of other sects looked at An Bochen and others with more and more strange eyes.

Although most people are surprised by the real immortals in such an unknown small sect like the Dragon and Gun Gate, the true immortals can only be regarded as a strong man. It is not too rare in this era. A true immortal makes one sect become a third-rate force. If you want to continue to expand the power, you must absorb disciples, recruit guests, and strengthen the sect. The size of the door. However, only one person is sent to participate in each stage of the dragon gun gate. At the same time, the man spoke so easily just now, which inevitably makes people think.

"Innocent Taoist friend, is this not good?" Mr. Qiu also looked at An Bochen in surprise.

Before An Bochen could answer, he rushed to Lu Zhoulei and Lu Zhoushuang from all directions.

Lu Zhoulei was caught off guard and was directly knocked out seven or eight steps and fell to the ground. Lu Zhoushuang has also been practicing outside for several years. She has much more experience than his brother. However, in the face of several fighting intentions of the same level, she couldn't help retreating. Seeing that she was about to end up like Lu Zhoulei, she was gently supported by An Bochen next to her.

"What are you doing!

Lu Zhoulei used to practice in the mountain gate. When did he encounter such a sneak attack? He was so angry that he left his boss's face on the spot and jumped up and shouted to a group of people not far away.

"I thought it was so powerful, that's all. I'm blind."

One of the monks said with a joking smile.

This group of people also came to sign up for the preliminary competition. There are more than 50 people, including 25 real people, 22 immortals, and the remaining three are all real immortals. With three real immortals, such a force can barely be regarded as a second-class force. No wonder they dare to test it.

At a glance, An Bochen took a closer look at the bottom of the sect named Tianyuanzong.

"Three Taoist friends, is this how you teach the doorman?"

Lao Qiu is not only righteous, but also extremely protective of his shortcomings. Seeing that Lu Zhoulei is at a loss, his brain is also enthusiastic about his secret identity and goes forward to the theory of the three true immortals of Tianyuan Sect. It seems that he regards himself as the elders of Lu Zhoulei.

"I am stubborn, and I will strictly teach him when I go back. But how to teach it is none of this Taoist friend's business. A real fairy in a red robe said with a cold face.

"My own disciple is incompetent, but I blame others. I think it's time to go back and teach my disciples well. It should be you." The real fairy in blue on the left laughed harshly and said.

"You..."

Old Qiu looked angry, and he wanted to come forward again, but was caught by An Bochen.

"Mit is the most important thing."

An Bochen patted Lao Qiu on the shoulder and said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, not only the elders of the disciples of Tianyuan Sect, but also the monks of the rest of the sects cast a disgraceful look at An Bochen.

An Bochen didn't care at all. He smiled and pulled up Lao Qiu and walked to the stone case on the other side, waiting for the disciples of the Qingtian Sword School to assign accommodation.

"You guys, fortunately, you chose the right sect at the beginning, otherwise it will be their end, and you can't find the scene even if you lose."

"That is, this dragon and gun door actually sends only one person to participate in each ring. I don't know if there is no one in the door, or only these three can support the scene. Anyway, this dragon and gun gate is a big joke today."

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The disciples of Guiyuan Sect and the disciples of the sect who were familiar with each other chatty, mocking the four people sitting not far away.

Lu Zhoulei was so angry that his face was red and his fists were clenched, as if he was ready to take action at any time. Lu Zhoushuang also bit his red lips lightly, and his pretty face was cold. Even Lao Qiu's face was blue. He resisted the impulse of anger, turned his eyes to An Bochen, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "You should not be an innocent Taoist friend. How can you let Xiaolei They went to the competition.

"Why not? Are you afraid that they are not other people's opponents? An Bochen asked with a smile.

Although Lao Qiu likes to tell the truth, he can't nod directly in the face of this problem, so as not to hurt the self-esteem and belief of the Lu brothers.

"Zhou Lei, Zhou Shuang, do you just want to come to this once-in-a-lifetime event? As a passer-by, you still want to leave something more or less, at least let later generations hear your name and say that it turned out to be the Chongyun School sister and brother at the Longbeishan Avenue meeting in those years."

An Bochen's tone was very light, as always, but the words fell into the ears of the Lu family, but the blood in their chests began to surge. Lu Zhoulei even began to rub his hands and was eager to try.

Lao Qiu opened his mouth and looked at An Bochen as if he wanted to say something. After all, he couldn't help it.

Naturally, he did not know that An Bochen said this with selfishness, just to stimulate the youthful spirit and passion of the two, but it was also the kind of positive energy that An Bochen lacked the most today. As for 50 years later, a hundred years later, will anyone remember the Lu family's sister and brother at the Longbeishan Avenue Law Conference? Naturally, the answer is no.

At that time, the world had collapsed, and who would remember a person who had nothing to do with their lives?