sjar Chapter 136 Demon Clan
Chapter 136 Demon Clan
Time passed quickly. Lu Zhaozhao learned the general idea of the spell and memorized the rest in his mind.
A powerful force appeared and pushed her out.
She used the force to fly into the air, flipped over several times, and landed steadily outside the golden platform.
The Golden Platform, which opens once every ten years, has closed again. The next time it reopens, another talented disciple will be selected ten years later.
Take a deep breath and exhale slowly.
Lu Zhaozhao walked down slowly.
The steps to heaven were long, and she pondered over the things on the star chart.
A figure slowly appeared, and the crowd below became restless again.
The disciples of Emperor Huizong of Qing Dynasty called out "Senior Sister Lu" loudly and waved excitedly. This was a big event. At least for the next ten years, Emperor Huizong of Qing Dynasty could be called the number one sect.
The three sects were competing with each other, and the Golden Palace Banquet was of great significance, so it was given special attention.
Unlike ordinary disciples, the elders or some core figures of the sect pay more attention to what the winning disciples bring down from the Golden Platform.
Sect inheritance is extremely important, and the focus of inheritance is foundation.
"I wonder what kind of help Emperor Huizong of Qing will get this year." Qingsongzi sighed. He was still upset about Master Bai Yuan's defeat. He knew his junior fellow's strength very well. Logically, he couldn't have lost, but he came down severely injured, even his weapon was destroyed.
He specifically asked about the situation at that time, and Master Bai Yuan said there was nothing strange, so it could only be attributed to the difference in weapons. After all, ordinary weapons are too fragile.
What he didn't know was that Master Bai Yuan had concealed the fact that Lu Zhaozhao had used the Wuxiang short-term technique to increase his strength, which made the outcome of this battle controversial. However, if he told this out loud, it would inevitably cause more trouble.
"But that may not be the case, Yun Xian... who can predict what will happen in the future?" Xian Ji hesitated for a moment. Yun Xian's situation was really sudden. According to him, something went wrong when he went to the western border to inspect the barrier. However, everyone present was smart and most of them had guessed the whole story, but they didn't point it out because of their face.
"He's also lucky. His two disciples, Ying Che and Lu Zhaozhao, have helped Emperor Huizong of Qing survive. But the next step in the western border..."
Xian Ji's eyes were filled with half envy and half worry.
"I sent disciples to investigate. Everything is stable. Although the demons have shown signs of agitation in recent years, they still dare not act too recklessly."
Qingsongzi's tone was also solemn.
Over the years, the three major sects have taken turns to garrison the western border. In recent decades, riots have occurred frequently, and there is a need for people with high cultivation to garrison regularly.
Yun Xian had often gone there in person before. Now that this incident had happened to him, the defending team would inevitably be weakened, and the pressure on the other two sects would be even greater.
No one knew all this except them, and all the disciples were immersed in the joy of the conference.
The Jinque Banquet competition is over, and the following socializing is the lively time.
Lu Zhaozhao walked down. There were already many disciples around her, but out of common sense, she was the first to greet Yun Xian.
Yun Xian was also talking as usual, but Lu Zhaozhao felt that he seemed to be forcing himself to stay awake. However, she didn't know the specific situation, so she couldn't delve into it.
After Yun Xian left, she looked at Ying Che again. She nodded to Ying Che, indicating that she would write down the skills she saw on the stage and send them to the library.
Ying Che was relieved at this time. They had not had the chance to tell Lu Zhaozhao about this before, so they couldn't help but worry whether they would return empty-handed this year. Fortunately, Lu Zhaozhao was smart and saw the other skills on the stone tablet and realized the practice of these years.
Yao Tong ran over, took her hand, and said with a smile: "There is a celebration tonight, you are the star, so you must come."
Lu Zhaozhao also smiled and said, "What kind of celebration is this? Another party?"
He glanced at Liao Chou who was following Yao Tong and was a little surprised. He had been following Yao Tong closely all the way, which made people curious.
Yao Tong noticed Lu Zhaozhao's gaze, and since Liao Chou didn't like to talk, she helped answer: "His health problem is too serious. I asked Master to inform Jian Zhong. After the Jinque Feast is over, come with me back to Tianyin Sect."
"I see." Lu Zhaozhao nodded.
Seeing that the two were chatting happily, Ying Che said goodbye and left.
After Ying Che left, Yao Tong felt awkward for a moment, then whispered in her ear, "Was that man your senior brother?"
Lu Zhaozhao nodded, looked at the blush on her face, and thought to herself that it was not good. Yao Tong in the original book fell in love with Ying Che and died of depression.
The book doesn't say when she fell in love with Ying Che, but judging from the current situation, there should have been foreshadowing of this.
Lu Zhaozhao asked calmly: "Hasn't Senior Sister met Senior Brother before?"
"I've met him, but... we haven't really communicated. Senior Brother Ying became famous early. When I was young, I traveled with Master and met him in Southern Xinjiang. He defeated the most famous person in Southern Xinjiang with such heroic spirit that I remember him."
There is also a connection, Lu Zhaozhao gritted his teeth secretly, this is difficult to deal with.
"Master Yun is away most of the time, so Senior Brother Ying handles the affairs of the sect. I've seen him a few times, but we've never spoken."
"Zhao Zhao." Yao Tong suddenly called her, and Lu Zhaozhao subconsciously said "eh."
"Can you tell me, your senior brother...what kind of person is he?"
Yaotong's face was flushed, her eyes were shining, and she looked at Lu Zhaozhao expectantly.
Lu Zhaozhao was speechless for a moment.
In his memory, Lu Zhaozhao and Ying Che lived together for over ten years. It could be said that Lu Zhaozhao was raised by Ying Che. As a senior brother, he cared for him meticulously, imparting knowledge and guiding him through his training, a process that was impeccable. As the head disciple, he managed all matters within the sect in an orderly manner and handled relationships with various factions appropriately, a task he also dedicated himself to.
Apart from the previous quarrel, Ying Che can be said to be a fairly perfect image.
But Lu Zhaozhao was unwilling to say that. She knew Yaotong's future, so she hoped she could avoid it, but she couldn't say anything bad.
"Brother, you are a good person."
That’s all Lu Zhaozhao could say.
Yaotong smiled with her eyes curved. She said, "I knew he was a good man."
Her cheerful and smiling face made Lu Zhaozhao feel distressed, but it also hurt another person.
Liao Chou followed behind and saw Yao Tong's reaction clearly, and couldn't help feeling depressed.
That Ying Che, who looks frail, is not as good as these two say.
He muttered to himself, not daring to glance at Yao Tong, and could only look at Lu Zhaozhao frequently.
But Lu Zhaozhao was also very depressed. She didn't expect Yaotong's feelings to appear so early. She had thought that this could be avoided by trying not to let them meet each other, but now this is the situation.
This is really difficult...
Two of the three people had their own concerns, but Yaotong was in a good mood.
After the competition, there will naturally be a closing ceremony.
Everyone gathered at the opening ceremony, and thinking that the leaders and elders were about to speak again, they began to daydream.
I don't know where I was talking when a voice suddenly appeared from behind.
"I wanted to give you a perfect banquet, but unfortunately this format is too long."
"Ok?"
Who is speaking? Everyone was shocked, even the person speaking on the stage paused.
All heads turned back, focusing on the person who was speaking. Everyone wanted to see which young man was so ignorant of his own life that he dared to go crazy in such a grand ceremony.
But the one he was looking at was actually——
Mulberry bank!
No one expected that this unsociable and quiet cultivator would say such a thing.
But Lu Zhaozhao immediately frowned. She knew the man's true identity. When he said this, Lu Zhaozhao immediately realized that something was wrong.
His hand had quietly rested on the hilt of the sword.
Sang Pan's face changed unconsciously, and Cheng Sangji's face appeared. His aura was no longer hidden, and his pressure spread out, which was very intimidating.
"Demonic energy! It's the demons!"
Qingsongzi shouted loudly, and everyone immediately became alert.
The word "demon clan" was too ancient for them. They had only seen it in books for a long time, but when it really appeared in front of them, they couldn't help but feel a little curious.
Weapons were summoned in unison.
Cheng Sangjie was not panicked. He stood there alone, quietly looking at the human race with tense expressions.
"How dare you! Humans and demons have already agreed that you are not allowed to set foot in human territory. What do you intend to do by doing this now?"
Xian Ji shouted loudly, his eyebrows raised.
"Didn't you send people to guard the area? The barrier in the western border hasn't changed."
Cheng Sangjie chuckled and looked down upon everyone.
Xian Ji turned his head and looked at Qingsongzi. Qingsongzi shook his head and said that there was no news from the western border.
Cheng Sangjie walked slowly, and as he walked, the demonic energy around his body dissipated.
The feeling of suffocation was pervasive, and the disciples found it difficult to breathe.