"Did you see the words floating and scattered in the sky?"

Everyone looked around at the sky. Thousands of floating words were emitting magnificent light, which was very dazzling and spectacular.

Huang Taiyan said: "These words were left by the great sage. He said that if you want to activate the Qingtian Pen, you need to collect the words into poems."

"Collecting words into poetry?"

Everyone was surprised.

Huang Taiyan said: "That's right! Collect words into poems. Collect the words you want and create the poems you want."

"Then, use your poems and your Tao to activate the Qingtian Pen."

"You decide for yourself what kind of poetry you want to create, and every word floating here carries the blessing of the great sage. This is the last glory bestowed upon you by the great sage."

"Even if someone can't get the Qingtian Pen, if he comprehends these words with his heart and writes his own poems and avenues, his realm will be improved."

"Let's do it. Let me see how far your cultivation has reached. Those who perform well can directly be qualified to compete in the Starry Martial Arts Ceremony!"

After listening to Huang Taiyan's words, everyone's eyes lit up. Looking at the ancient words flying in the sky, everyone's blood was turbulent.

Although there is only one Qingtian Brush and one Tai Cang Wen Stone, there are thousands of these Dao characters. Even if you don’t grab the Qing Tian Bi and Tai Cang Wen Stone, being able to capture these Dao characters will be of great benefit to your cultivation.

benefit.

"Junior brother, junior sister, take action!"

Jun Moyuan glanced at Ling Shuhan and Yun Wanxi, and with a greeting, the three of them took the lead in turning into a ray of light and rising into the sky.

Moreover, they had a tacit understanding and flew towards the three big characters Qingzi, Tianzi and Bizi respectively. They had to capture these three characters first.

To control the Qingtian Brush, the three words "Qing", "Sky" and "Bi" are probably the key.

Seeing Jun Moyuan and the others taking action, the tens of thousands of students present suddenly became commotion, and they all rose into the sky to grab the words they wanted.

The space of Lingzhao Cave is huge. Tens of thousands of people soar into the sky, just like tens of thousands of birds flying into the sky. The light is radiating and the scene is spectacular.

Huang Taiyan, Qing Yan Shengxiang, and many senior elders and teachers in the Confucian sect were watching closely below. If any students failed in the fight and fell from the sky, they would immediately rescue them. If someone died, they would be resurrected immediately.

With the strong men of the Confucian sect sitting in charge, there is no risk of life in this selection battle for the Confucian sect ceremony. However, if someone dies after being injured, even if he is treated or resurrected, his own vitality will inevitably be damaged, so he cannot be said to be unscathed.

Ye Chen looked at the words scattered all over the sky, and then looked at the blue sky pen. As if his soul was filled with happiness, he thought of two lines of poetry:

"The pen falls in the storm, and the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods!"

He made a decision in his mind and conceived the poem that inspired Qingtian Pen.

This poem is not the only one. Everyone can have their own answer. The poem itself is not important. What is not important is the determination and fighting spirit shown in writing the poem.

Ye Chen glanced around and saw that the three words "Qingtian Brush" were taken away by Jun Moyuan, Ling Shuhan and Yun Wanxi. The word "Brush" he wanted fell into Yun Wanxi's hands.

"Miss Yun, I'm offended."

"I want your 'pen'."

Ye Chen let out a long roar and suddenly rose into the sky, flying directly in front of Yun Wanxi.

The Nine Yang Divine Illumination Sutra erupted, mixed with the Tianhua Jiuxuan Dao, and suddenly released. A bright sun rumbled up from behind Ye Chen, shooting out nine dazzling lights, which was extremely dazzling.

Yun Wanxi felt a stinging pain in her eyes and her eyes blurred. Ye Chen had already rushed in front of her and grabbed the words in her hand with his palm.

This time, Ye Chen struck very quickly and pre-emptively. The Nine Yang Divine Light Sutra and the Tianhua Jiuxuan Dao merged. The light was so dazzling that Yun Wanxi could not open her eyes. Even though she had the cultivation of the ninth level of the Sun and Moon Realm, she could not open her eyes in a hurry.

Can't react.

"Ouch!"

With an exclamation, the word "pen" in her hand was immediately snatched away by Ye Chen.

Many Confucian disciples around him were shocked by Ye Chen's bright light. They all felt their eyes stinging and quickly retreated to avoid getting too close.

"Junior sister, be careful!"

Ling Shuhan immediately jumped to the rescue and opened a book of sages. The vast Tao Yun immediately burst out and poured into the long sword in his hand. His sword was wrapped with a torrent of righteousness, and actually broke through Ye Chen's Nine-Yang Tianhua divine light.

, stabbed Ye Chen with a sword.

"Other shore, burial!"

Ye Chen also sacrificed the Heavenly Emperor Sword, and flew out with the sword. The reincarnation burial skill exploded to the extreme, and a terrifying aura of burial and destruction surged out, burial ground, burial sky, burial void, and burial soul!

The power of the sword of great annihilation, mixed with Ye Chen's supreme Taoist high-level power, had the power to bury Ling Shuhan with one sword, burying his entire being into the other side of reincarnation.

Zheng!

The two swords clashed, Ye Chen and Ling Shuhan each took a few steps back, but they were evenly matched.

Ye Chen's Great Burial Destruction Sword was extremely powerful, but after all, his cultivation was too different from Ling Shuhan's. Ling Shuhan just relied on the brilliance of the ninth level of the Sun and Moon Realm to eat Ye Chen's sword.

There are no skills, no fancy magical changes, it’s all power, all the power of the realm!

Ye Chen gritted his teeth. The fight ended in a draw, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

A strong person from the ninth level of the Sun and Moon Realm is really strong. It is impossible for him to defeat the enemy with one move. Now he can grab the word "pen" from Yun Wanxi's hand. It is also a pre-emptive strike and a bit of luck.

After a draw with one sword, Ye Chen immediately flew back and retreated without any inclination to fight.

Because, his opponent is not just Ling Shuhan.

Jun Moyuan hasn't made a move yet!

laugh!

Just as Ye Chen retreated, a long black sword stained with thick ink pierced the void where he had just been standing.

Fortunately, he had already retreated, otherwise this sword attack would have seriously injured him even if he was not dead.

The person who drew the sword was Jun Moyuan.

He swung his sword and attacked in a sneak attack, but he didn't expect Ye Chen to retreat in advance and avoid it.

"Is it luck or strength?"

Jun Moyuan's eyes turned cold.

When Ye Chen saw these three brothers and sisters, they were already standing together. The three of them were all powerful men in the ninth level of the Sun and Moon Realm. They shined brightly on each other and should not be underestimated.
Chapter completed!