Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

Bai Shenyi said: "Master, you treat me so well."

He didn't know how the other elders would treat their disciples.

The Great Elder is a man of integrity and uprightness. He has twenty-one disciples. Will he treat them the same way as Pei Yu?

Among the seven elders of the Holy Sword Sect, only Pei Yu has Bai Shenyi as his disciple.

What happens next?

Will Pei Yu have other disciples like other elders in the future?

Will you make longevity noodles for them like you did today?

Under the candlelight, the expression on the boy's face changed a lot, from the surprise at the beginning to the sadness now.

Pei Yu: "Longevity noodles are not delicious?"

"No..." Bai Shenyi held the bowl and realized that his idea was extremely childish.

Pei Yu is the elder of the Holy Sword Sect, so it would not be surprising if he has other disciples in the future.

No matter what, he is also Pei Yu's eldest disciple.

Bai Shenyi thought about it and felt much better.

He bit into the longevity noodles, the smooth and chewy noodles went into his stomach, light and delicious.

"It's delicious." Bai Shenyi's cheeks were stuffed bulging.

Pei Yu smiled and said, "If it tastes good, eat more."

Bai Shenyi nodded while biting his noodles.

After eating a bowl of longevity noodles, Bai Shenyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"master……"

"how?"

Bai Shenyi blinked his eyes: "Can I have longevity noodles on my birthday in the future?"

"certainly."

Under the candlelight, Pei Yu and Bai Shenyi's shadows were stretched very long.

Bai Shenyi already had excellent talent, and with the help of the marrow cleansing solution prepared by Pei Yu, his spiritual power and magical skills improved by leaps and bounds, and he made rapid progress.

Time flies. The young boy in the past has become a handsome young man six years later.

Now, it is time for the once-in-three-years Immortal Sect election.

"Hey, hey, hey, you over there... where's your roster? You can't come in without it!"

Yan Sheng slapped the table, signaling the cultivators in line to quiet down.

Next to Yan Sheng was Tian Nuanyu who was applying powder on herself.

Yan Sheng glared: "Sao Er, can you work?"

"Who said I didn't work? I'm working..."

Tian Nuanyu poked Yan Sheng's chest with her fingertips and threw a coquettish glance at those cultivators.

"Sao Er, according to the sect rules, you are not allowed to harass the cultivators who are participating in the immortal sect's election." Yan Sheng glared at him.

Tian Nuanyu propped up her chin with one hand and asked lazily: "Hey, brother is jealous?"

"Who is your brother!"

Yan Sheng got goosebumps all over his body.

The crowd was endless, and Yan Sheng felt even more overwhelmed when he saw Tian Nuanyu posing coquettishly beside him.

Yan Sheng looked up to the sky and sighed: "Where is Xiao Ling? Give Xiao Ling back to me..."

"Xiao Ling followed Xiao Bai to the foot of the mountain to meet other practitioners."

"Ah? How come I don't know?"

"The elders' meeting resulted in you sweeping the steps at that time."

"..."

The long sword broke through the air and passed through the clouds.

The young man, dressed in the attire of an inner sect disciple, had a sword on his waist. His eyes and brows were cold, and just standing there made people feel that no one could get close to him.

Behind the young man is leaning against a willow tree with thousands of branches and leaves hanging down. From a distance, it can be described as a painting.

"Brother Bai!"

Xiao Ling had just arrived on his sword, and when he saw Bai Shenyi, he walked over quickly.

Bai Shenyi raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Ling, saying: "Senior Brother Xiao."

Xiao Ling looked at Bai Shenyi: "You have been in seclusion for half a year. You look taller and stronger. Your cultivation..."

"I just reached the late stage of foundation building not long ago." Bai Shenyi replied.

"The late stage of foundation building?"

Xiao Ling's voice was surprised, and it took him a while to regain his composure: "Your talent is really..."

Bai Shenyi said: "With the Master protecting us, it will be faster."

Although the fluctuations in Bai Shenyi's tone were not obvious, Xiao Ling still heard a hint of arrogance in it.

Since Bai Shenyi became Pei Yu's disciple, Pei Yu has only Bai Shenyi as his disciple.

The Great Elder Cao Xing has many disciples. Even though Xiao Ling is the chief disciple, he cannot get all-encompassing guidance from Cao Xing.

"Junior brother, that's too much." Xiao Ling said with a laugh.

Bai Shenyi also smiled: "Let's go, brother. After we patrol the areas at the foot of the Holy Sword Sect, we can go back."

Six years ago, the disaster in Yancheng occurred and the alien race broke through the seal.

Although each sect immediately sent help to reinforce the seal and captured and detained a large number of aliens, there was still no guarantee that aliens would not suddenly appear.

The Immortal Sect election is held every three years, and the best of the younger generation will gather here. Most of these cultivators are extremely talented and are the new force of immortal cultivators. In order to protect their safety, the Holy Sword Sect will naturally do its best.

There was a gurgling stream at the foot of the mountain. Bai Shenyi and Xiao Ling stepped out of the jungle and saw the clear water in front of them.

Xiao Ling said: "Junior brother, I will get a pot of water here."

Bai Shenyi nodded.

Xiao Ling opened the water bag and squatted down to fill it with water.

Bai Shenyi looked around and said, "Brother, will there still be hunting of spirit beasts in the ancient forest this year?"

"Didn't the Seventh Elder tell you?"

Bai Shenyi said: "My master basically doesn't go to the Presbyterian Church."

Xiao Ling: "..." That's true.

Before Pei Yu had Bai Shenyi as his disciple, all the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect thought that the Seventh Elder was an immortal from the otherworldly world who was rarely in the Holy Sword Sect and was like a mysterious dragon that was hard to find.

After Bai Shenyi became Pei Yu's apprentice, Xiao Ling, Yan Sheng and others were able to occasionally get some different information.

Seventh Elder Pei Yu is not at all as the rumors say.

But he simply didn't want to attend the elders' meeting because he disliked the chief elder Cao Xing's nagging and it gave him a headache.

Xiao Ling said: "I heard from Master that this time it will not be held in the ancient dense forest, but in the Wanxiang Fantasy Monument."

The Monument of the Illusion of All Things is a forbidden area of ​​the Holy Sword Sect, and one can lead to the secret realm through a formation.

Deep in the secret realm, there are rare immortal secrets, peerless weapons, and even the land left by gods.

Of course, it is also extremely dangerous.

Xiao Ling said: "No one can guarantee that the cultivators who go in can come out safely, so at that time, those who don't want to continue this Immortal Sect election will end here, and those who are willing to continue... will enter the Wanxiang Fantasy Monument."

As soon as Xiao Ling said this, Bai Shenyi roughly understood the unspoken secrets of the Holy Sword Sect and even of all the sects in the world.

Now that alien races have broken through the seal, they may be spread all over the world.

The world is not stable.

The danger lurking deep inside is like a ferocious beast with its fangs bared at any moment.

The immortal sect needs to quickly improve the strength of its disciples in order to deal with unknown dangers.

Entering the secret realm behind the Monument of the Mysterious Realm of All Things in this Immortal Sect election is not only a test for these young cultivators, but also a trial for the proud disciples of each sect.

Bai Shenyi nodded: "I understand, Senior Brother Xiao."

"When I first learned about it, I was also worried and anxious all day long, but later I figured it out and it was all right. As a disciple of a famous and upright sect, since you have inherited the destiny and cultivation, you should do something for this world."

Xiao Ling stood up and said, "The world belongs to the people. We have been protecting the people since the day we started cultivating immortals and practicing Taoism."

"Now the masters are just revealing everything to us."

Cultivating Taoism is not only bright, but also full of dangers.

Clouds are floating above Wangshu Peak, coated with a layer of sunset glow, as if sprinkled with gold.

The hall was so quiet that one could almost hear the rustling of falling leaves.

Bai Shenyi pushed the door open quietly and saw a figure lying on the couch covered with ancient books.

He walked into the room, turned around and closed the door, then went into the inner room to get the blanket.

Bai Shenyi had just put the blanket on Pei Yu when he looked up and met his eyes that were like an ink painting.

The person on the couch was holding an ancient book in his bony hands, and he lowered his eyes to look at him.