In the 100th year I traveled

Chapter 17 The World Cultivation Ceremony Begins

Time passed quietly while eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping every day in autumn. Before he realized it, Qi Bai forcibly dug him out of the bed and carried him onto the fairy boat.

"Although it's not very good to wake you up like this, the fairy boat is about to leave, and we'll be late if we don't get on the boat." Qi Bai changed Qiuxing to a more comfortable position and continued to carry it.

Qiuxing covered his face: "I know, but it's embarrassing to do this now, let me down." Even if he didn't look, the scorching gaze from around seemed to burn a hole in him.

Cheng Yingjian kept lamenting in his heart that the world was getting worse, in his era, he would blush even holding hands.

On the other hand, Qi Bai was calm and composed, he didn't seem to have hugged such a person at all, but the molestation was also molested, and the addiction was too much, he put him down with a smile.

Qiuxing rubbed his shoulders, didn't he just stay in bed for a while in the morning, as for lifting him up when he was completely defenseless, and then accept the baptism of everyone's strange eyes?

Or should he be thankful that what he used was just carrying it instead of a princess hug, even if he was traveling in autumn, he would feel ashamed.

The fairy boat is a large magic weapon of the Xuyang Immortal Gate. It is resplendent and magnificent from a distance. It is about five stories high and nearly [-] meters long. It is enough for people participating in the cultivation ceremony. As a contestant, Qi Bai deserved attention.

By the way, I enjoyed a feeling of much-anticipated connection to the autumn trip.

As the fairy boats continued to drive, different types of fairy boats appeared around them one after another, and these fairy boats had only one purpose, which was the ceremony of cultivating the world.

Qi Bai was called to a meeting, and asked Qiuxing to watch the scenery and not to run around.

Qiuxing naturally agreed, and he couldn't go anywhere on this fairy boat.

Cheng Ying sighed in her heart: "The scale this time seems to be much larger than before. '

Qiu Xingxin was not on the fairy boat at all, and asked instead: "Is there any?" '

"In the past 100 years, the power of many small sects has become huge, and they have become eligible to participate in the World Cultivation Ceremony, especially in recent years. Cheng Ying explained in his heart: "But the small sect is always a small sect, and the real geniuses have already been almost gathered by the big sect." '

Qiuxing finally became interested: "Maybe there will be a monster with extraordinary talents in these small sects." '

"How is it possible..." The probability of this is too low. Small sects simply cannot support the resources needed for a real monstrous cultivator. Often, all kinds of accidents will happen before these geniuses grow up.

"Brother Ming." Seeing Deming approaching, Qiuxing raised his hand in greeting, and Chengying also stopped communicating with him.

"Junior Brother Qiu." Deming smiled, but he was not in a good mood. Just now, when the master asked him to mobilize the disciples, he seemed to have screwed up again. Several disciples almost cried out of fright.

With Deming's expression completely written on his face, Qiuxing roughly guessed what happened, instead of poking at his sad things, he turned to look around, "Why didn't Qi Bai come over?"

"Brother Bai was called away by the sect master." Deming and Qiuxing put their hands on the guardrail beside the fairy boat together, and looked down. It was a thick layer of clouds, matched with the fairy boat, ethereal and not like the world, maybe It should be said that they are not in the world.

Qiuxing squinted one eye and said, "Teach me before the battle." He knows all the tricks!

"Almost! The head is very measured, you don't have to worry."

"That's right!" Qiuxing laughed.

"Master." Qi Bai's attitude was respectful and thoughtful, and the master Xu Yang couldn't find a single fault.

"Nephew Qi Bai, there is no need to be too polite." Master Xu Yang motioned him to sit down, stroked his sparse goatee and said, "I left you alone this time because I want to hear your thoughts."

"Qi Bai doesn't dare, everything is subject to the teacher's arrangement."

"Although you entered the mountain gate late, the old man watched you grow up, so the old man doesn't want you to leave any grudges in your heart."

"The disciple knows." Qi Bai seemed to be looking for some kind of gap in liberation, and his words became more choked up, "I just can't believe what happened to Master, Master has been..."

A hint of unbearableness flashed in the head's eyes. "Junior Brother Sun has always done his duty to Xu Yang, no one thought that he would do such a thing, but since it has happened, we have to accept it."

Looking at Qi Bai's disappointed expression, the sect leader nodded secretly, and continued: "This Cultivation Ceremony is of great importance, and the scale is much more grand than before. If you win this time, you can wash away the influence your master has brought to you. "

Qi Bai nodded, with gratitude in his eyes: "This disciple will definitely live up to the entrustment of the master."

After that, there was another burst of booing and inquiring, Qi Bai naturally accepted all the orders, and in the end both of them were quite satisfied with the results they got.

Qi Bai reluctantly bid farewell to the head of the house at the end, and seemed to still be grateful to the head of the house from the moment he stepped out of the door.

After a while, Qi Bai noticed that the aura around him disappeared, and Qi Bai's expression instantly turned cold, his extremely dark eyes couldn't see a trace of warmth.

Until seeing the figures of Qiuxing and Deming, the gentle mask was put on again, and they walked over slowly.

"You're back." Qiuxing looked at Qi Bai and nodded in satisfaction when he found that there were no missing parts.

"Well, the master asked me to talk a little bit."

"The sect master is very gentle, Junior Brother Qiu doesn't need to worry." Deming smiled, and at the same time he was somewhat envious of the relationship between them. Ever since Qi Bai was called to talk, Qiu Xing has been a little absent-minded.

Qi Bai just smiled and did not deny Deming's words.

"The World Cultivation Ceremony is very lively, I will show you around then." Qi Bai approached Qiuxing and took out a spiritual fruit from the storage bag and handed it to him.

"This is also your first time participating!" Qiuxing took the spiritual fruit and took a bite of it. Qi Bai produced it, it must be a high-quality product!

"I've already checked the strategy." Qi Bai took out a scroll from his pocket and waved it showing off, "Many sects left early in the last World Cultivation Ceremony, this time it should be even more difficult than before. lively."

Deming took a few steps back quietly, seeing that neither of them paid attention to him, and left quietly. What's the matter with this feeling of being hurt?

"Stop playing, everyone is leaving." Qiuxing rolled his eyes, and now there were only the two of them around.

"It's so sad, I thought you would be interested." Qi Bai put away the scroll, but in fact it was just a picture of herbal medicine illustrations that he took out from the storage bag. There is a difference, of course there is no such thing as a strategy.

"Someone is embarrassing you."

Qi Bai shook his head: "It was just some polite words, only senior brother Deming would think that the guy in charge is really gentle."

"I believe in your acting skills." Qiuxing raised his thumbs up, and it would definitely not be a problem to fool the head of Xuyang Xianzong with Qi Bai's ability.

"That was showing my true feelings." Qi Bai retorted, "However, it seems that I have to win at least one championship this time."

"What you said is really an understatement." Qiuxing was gnawing on the spiritual fruit, and almost choked when he heard Qi Bai's words.

"So what if I give him a champion." Qi Bai put away his smile, this was the last gift he left for Xu Yang, and he didn't plan to go back when he came out this time.

"Hmm." Qiu Xing swallowed the last mouthful of spiritual fruit, and asked with erratic eyes: "I want to discuss something with you."

"Huh?" Qi Bai said softly, "I agree to everything you say."

Qiu Xing turned his head and calmed his beating heart. When there is such a person watching you, it seems that you are the only one in the whole world. Even if he knows that this is a disguise, Qiu Xing is still very hopeless. His heart is so fast. a beat.

"I happen to have a friend at Huasheng Xianzong, and I want to meet him."

"Male." Qiuxing replied in the affirmative.

"I always feel that men are very dangerous." Qi Bai frowned.

No, absolutely no danger to you!Of course, I can only say this in my heart, and said soothingly: "Don't worry, he is a good man!"

Qi Bai's eyes darkened, but he still nodded slightly, and said, "How is the day?"

Qiuxing couldn't estimate the time in his mind, so he could only say euphemistically, "Maybe not enough."

Qi Bai smiled: "..."

"Okay, okay, I know, one day at a time." Qiuxing was dejected, hoping that the talisman would be more powerful, and the seal could be broken in one day.

Chengying sighed inaudibly in Qiuxing's heart. Qiuxing's IQ has been weakened a bit recently. After finding the talisman, he doesn't have to go back. Why is he still here like a man who is disciplined by his wife? The wife discussed the time to go out.

Should he change his master? Probably not only his cultivation but also his IQ was sealed in Qiuxing back then!

Qi Bai still seemed a little reluctant, and in the end he didn't say anything more.

After going through several large teleportation formations, the immortal boats, large and small, successfully landed in Huasheng Xianzong. Practitioners wearing various costumes drove flying swords back and forth in the air, drawing streams of light.

Under the guidance of Huasheng Xianzong's disciples, their group arrived at the area that had been divided in advance, and all the fairy boats were moored at the back of Xianzong.

It's really a familiar scene, Qiuxing finally saw a glimmer of hope, Huasheng Xianzong is a sect he is familiar with, although he sneaks in every time, most people don't know him at all.

"Are you tired?" Qi Bai walked side by side with Qiuxing, and soon realized that he was asking too much, anyone could tell that Qiuxing was happy.

"Not tired, Qi Bai, I am super happy today."

"Ok, I know."

"You're not happy." Qiuxing asked sharply.

"No."

"..." I'm definitely not happy!

"Hurry up, we're going to fall behind." Qi Bai sighed, and grabbed Qiuxing's hand, the senior brother and the others walked a long way.

Qiuxing was led by Qi Bai to trot, chasing the large troops in front, the crowd was coming and going, and he would bump into others if he was not careful.

When Qiu Xing saw that he was about to run into a gray-clothed disciple in front of him, Qi Bai dragged him into his arms to protect him, thus preventing a tragedy from happening.

"This fellow daoist, are you okay!" came the panicked voice, and the disciple in gray showed apology in his eyes.

The author has something to say:

The past few days have been so hot, I went out for a while at noon and felt that I was dried into dried fish, tired~

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