BTTH:The Rebirth of Liu Xi

On this day, in the Fenglei Mountains in the northern Zhongzhou District, not far from the central region, even though there were thunderclouds in the sky, they still couldn't stop the sea of ​​people under the mountain.

"Little Sister, hurry up. If you're slow, you won't be able to get a good position."

"Big Brother, there are too many people here. Could there really be so many people in the East Pavilion?"

"That's why we need to quickly climb the mountain. The conference officially starts today, and everyone from Sifang Pavilion has arrived at Dong Pavilion."

"Really? Feng Qing'er from Fenglei Pavilion, Mu Qingluan from Xingyun Pavilion, Tang Ying from Wanjiang Pavilion, and Wang Chen from Huangquan Pavilion are all outstanding figures of the younger generation. I wonder who will win in the end?"

"Hehe… I don't know which one of them can win the championship, but the one who stands out among the younger generation must be this gentleman. Aside from his top-notch alchemy skills, he is also a strong Duzong warrior."

"That's right! Once this gentleman appears, whoever among the younger generation can use him will definitely become the champion!"

"..."

One after another, energetic figures flew past from afar, and immediately, after lingering for a moment on the stone path in the mountains, they separated.

One side is the spectator, the other is the game. The crowds of people separate, and their gaze rushes up the winding stone road.

At the end of the stone path is a dense and boundless sea of ​​people, surrounded by tall silver trees, from which emanates the power of thunder and lightning, connecting the sky and the earth.

And where the crowd gathered, in the middle was a huge square. The floor was made of giant silver wood, and there were many holes in it. It looked like a training ground or a stage for martial arts.

At the top of the entire Fenglei Mountain Range, the most striking thing is a huge silver tower that reaches the sky. The height of this tower is at least thirty or forty feet, and it is extremely majestic.

Beyond the Lightning Tower sparkled continuously, and at the top of the tower, it penetrated straight into the clouds, giving people an incomprehensible feeling.

In front of the square, a row of silver wood seats with a beautiful view was neatly arranged. Around these seats, many Fenglei Pavilion disciples with stern faces were gathered, and their weak auras were clearly not comparable to those of ordinary disciples.

At the moment, these seats are empty, but the people who have the right to sit here have not yet arrived!

Time passed slowly, I don't know how much time has passed, but the clear and distinct sound of bells could be heard from the tower.

Boom!

Shortly after the bell rang, a huge clap of thunder and lightning suddenly came from the clouds above Tongtian Tower. The blinding light at this moment made people afraid to look straight ahead.

The thunder dissipated, and several figures slowly walked out. The leader among them was Venerable Lei, who had been approaching Liu Xi earlier.

Each of them landed on a silver wooden chair, but Lord Lei raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes full of anticipation, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

A moment later, a sharp sound of rushing wind rang out from Thunder Mountain, and a giant sword measuring ten feet in size flew past. In the blink of an eye, it was already in the sky above the square.

Venerable Lei was not very surprised, but said lightly: "This is Venerable Sword, please sit down when you arrive!"

Immediately, the giant sword shattered and turned into countless light spots, which gradually dissipated, and two figures, an old man and a youth, slowly fell down.

The old man is a little short in stature and is dressed in linen clothes. He looks like an ordinary old man. From Venerable Lei's words, it can be judged that this person is the master of Wanjian Pavilion, Venerable Jian.

The young man next to the old man has a slightly cold expression and a strong aura. It must be Tang Ying from Wanjiang Pavilion.

The two of them landed in front of the seats. Lord Sword was a little embarrassed by Venerable Lei's indifferent but expectant gaze.

However, Master Jian didn't ask, he casually nodded and sat down on the chair, while Tang Ying stood behind him with his hands down respectfully.

"Hehe… this is strange! Master Lei, why do you have the same temperament as Old Man Jian today? Such a cold demeanor is not your style at all!"

As soon as Master Jian sat down, a strange laugh with a slightly sinister flavor rang out.

I saw a stream of black light flying from the foot of the mountain like lightning, and it appeared on the seat in an instant, as if teleporting. Not being polite, I turned around and sat down.

The figure that appeared was an old man in a black robe. His face was pale, with a dark expression between his eyebrows. In fact, his eyes had one black and one white pupil, which looked extremely strange.

Behind him, there was also a young figure with a hint of uncontrollable gloom between his brows. One could only say that, like a teacher, there must be a disciple.

Lord Jian rolled his eyes, but ignored this strange fellow. The person who could converse so casually with Lord Lei and Lord Jian must be Lord Huangquan of Huangquan Pavilion.

Venerable Lei simply glanced at Venerable Huangquan with a faint smile on his face, and ignored Venerable Huangquan.

Compared to the people they have to wait for, Venerable Jian, Venerable Huangquan, Venerable Feng, and even this judicial conference in Sifang Pavilion do not seem that important.

Both of them ignored Venerable Huangquan, which made Venerable Huangquan a little hard to accept, and then he was about to get angry again.

This man, if he doesn't seek death for a moment, he will be uneasy in everything!

At this moment, Venerable Huangquan's face suddenly turned cold, and his gloomy eyes were directed at the sky, where a whirlwind like a giant dragon was roaring towards him.

"This guy is obviously the fastest, but he always likes to come in last, hmph! He just likes to show off…"

Neither Venerable Huangquan's yin nor yang words were directed at the last person to come in.

In an instant, the huge whirlpool that was far away in the sky and on the ground was right next to it and appeared in plain sight.

Immediately, the wind whirlwind trembled slightly and dispersed into countless wisps of wind that spread out in all directions, and two figures were also found among them.

One of the old men was dressed in green robes, his long hair flowing freely behind his back, looking extremely free and casual.

Although he was older, he still looked quite handsome, and his aura was even more elusive and mysterious.

A girl with a charming face, blinking her soulful eyes, and looking extremely cute followed him.

The two of them slowly fell. A warm smile appeared on the old man's face, he folded his hands and said with a smile:

"Haha… Sorry, I'm a little late."

Venerable Lei and Venerable Sword reciprocated one after another. Venerable Wind was the earliest and most powerful among the four of them, so he deserved their solemn address.

Only Venerable Huang Quan ignored it, perhaps there had been a gap for a long time. Although they were both called Sifang Pavilion, they were not in harmony.

Venerable Lei cupped his fists and said with a smile:

"It's not too late, it's not too late, there are still people who haven't arrived yet..."

"Bah!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the loud cry of an eagle from the distant sky, followed by a clear laugh.

"Master Lei, you're not too late yet. It's true that the steed is a bit slow!"

I saw Venerable Lei immediately stand up with a look of surprise on his face, and his laughter echoed like thunder throughout Thunder Mountain.

"It's not too late, now is the time…"

Next to them, Venerable Feng, Venerable Sword, and Venerable Huangquan all looked surprised. Who deserves to be treated so seriously by Venerable Lei?

Everyone on Thunder Mountain was shocked. The four Dou Zuns from Sifang Pavilion were already here. Who else could come?