Maybe I shouldn't die.

April 4th soon arrived, the day when the Qingya Secret Realm was opened. On this day, Fang Yue and her friends came to the Disciple Square early to gather. When they arrived, there were already many disciples in the square.

Fang Yue also saw many familiar people among them, such as the beautiful senior brother whom she mistook for her senior sister. There were also a few friends next to the senior brother, whom Fang Yue had never seen before. This was normal, and they should be disciples from the previous class.

The senior brother seemed to realize that someone was staring at him. He turned around and saw it was Fang Yue. He nodded to her. Fang Yue realized that her peeking was discovered, so she bowed to him embarrassedly.

The time of noon soon arrived. Two monks on flying swords flew in from the sky and landed in front of the square. A man and a woman came down from the flying swords. Fang Yue had also seen the man before. He was the inner sect master who liked Zhe Er Gen.

The leader of the secret realm needs to have a cultivation level above Jindan. It turns out that he is a Jindan-stage uncle-master. The female cultivator Fang Yue has never seen him before. The two of them came here together, which means that he is also a Jindan-stage uncle-master.

The male uncle walked forward, waved his sleeves and released a flying boat, which gradually grew larger until it stopped at about fifty feet and landed in front of the square. At this time, the female uncle walked forward and said:

"It is already the mortal hour. Disciples, please line up in order according to your registration numbers and enter the flying boat."

All the disciples were very obedient and lined up in a long queue. No one was seen disturbing the order. Well, there were seniors in the sect with high cultivation level watching them. If they were punished, it would be embarrassing in front of thousands of disciples.

What's more, Fang Yue could vaguely hear the discussions of the disciples around him. The two Jindan uncle masters who came to lead the team were both true disciples of the sect. In Yuxu Sect, those who had established a foundation before the age of 30 could enter the inner sect. There were also differences among the inner sect disciples. Those who could become disciples of Yuanying cultivators or above and receive their careful teachings were called direct disciples.

Under the direct disciples, there are registered disciples. Although they are not as loved by the master as the direct disciples, they can also receive guidance from Nascent Soul cultivators. Above the direct disciples, there are 49 seats for true disciples, and only disciples who have broken through to the Golden Core stage under the age of can compete for these seats.

The challenge for true disciples is also held every 30 years. Disciples who are away can apply to refuse to participate in the challenge. Those who refuse twice in a row or fail in the challenge will be eliminated from the sequence of true disciples.

There are only 49 true disciples in each generation. Fang Yue couldn't help but be surprised. Is it that the uncle who likes Zhe Er Gen has such a high fighting ability? She judged people by their appearance.

The disciples moved very quickly and soon everyone was on the flying boat. After the last disciple boarded, two uncles flew up and stood at the bow of the boat. One of the uncles took out a few spirit stones, placed them on the flying boat controller, and then began to use the control formula.

Suddenly, an elliptical protective shield appeared outside the flying boat, surrounding the flying boat. Then the flying boat rose steadily, and after reaching a certain height, it rushed towards a certain direction.

Because of the protection of the shield, Fang Yue did not feel any discomfort while sitting in the flying boat. Seeing that everyone around her sat down cross-legged, Fang Yue and her friends also sat down silently.

At this time, another uncle who had never controlled the flying boat came over. He signaled everyone to be quiet, then gave each person a token and said:

"Input your spiritual consciousness to refine this token. The token will protect your soul from harm in the small world. It will also record everything you do in the small world. If you encounter a major crisis, crush this token and you can immediately exit the small world."

Fang Yue reached out and took the token floating in front of her. It felt wooden, so it should be made of some spiritual wood. She used her spiritual sense to refine it according to the instructions of her uncle-master. It was not difficult to refine the token. It took less than half a minute for Fang Yue to succeed.

The token that had been successfully refined instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared into Fang Yue's brows. Fang Yue looked around and found that everyone was in the same situation, so he felt relieved.

She carefully scanned her mind with her spiritual sense and discovered that in the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness, the token was emitting a faint white light.

After seeing that everyone had finished the token sacrifice, the uncle walked back to the bow. Fang Yue didn't know how far away the secret realm was. How long would it take to ride the flying boat? Moreover, there were many disciples on the flying boat, and the spiritual energy was thin, which was not suitable for meditation and cultivation.

Fang Yue took out a book and began to read. This book was exactly what she had found in the library these days, "A Complete Picture Book of Ancient Exotic Beasts". The book was very thick and could not be finished in a short time, so Fang Yue simply bought it.

What she is looking through now is an ancient strange beast called Tuntun. This strange beast has no fixed form and can swallow everything. Tuntun's inner elixir has a chaotic attribute, and there is a certain probability that the five spirit bodies can evolve into chaotic five elements spirit bodies. Young Tuntun will disguise himself as other creatures in order to protect himself, and no matter what creature he becomes, he will have two horns.

Tuntun has a long infancy and has been disguised as other creatures for a long time. There is no reliable way to identify whether a creature with horns is Tuntun. After all, the direction of biological mutation is uncontrollable.

The book also says that in ancient times, monsters invaded the world of Minglan. In their efforts to eliminate the monsters, ancient humans and monsters suffered heavy losses, and many have disappeared from the world of cultivation, such as the strange beast Tuntun.

Because the Tuntuns had swallowed a large number of monsters, they were unable to digest them completely, and many of them had to turn into monsters in the end. The Tuntuns did not want to become monsters and become enemies with their former friends and relatives, so they blew themselves up on the battlefield.

When Fang Yue saw this, she couldn't help but sigh that war was so cruel and the Tuntuns were so great.

She remembered that she had read in a travelogue that tens of thousands of years ago there was a monk with five spiritual bodies who shouted "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of God" and snatched spiritual objects and magic tools for cultivation everywhere. He also killed a large number of horned creatures in order to find the inner elixir of Tuntun.

In the end, due to excessive killing, the Nascent Soul's thunder tribulation was extremely powerful. The cultivation nurtured by various natural treasures could not support him to survive this thunder tribulation. Later, he died under the thunder and his soul was scattered.

She sighed at the time and said that the way of heaven in this world seemed to dislike killing, and she should take it as a warning and not follow in the footsteps of the failed predecessor Long Aotian. However, she had never known the background of Tuntun in the story. Now that she knew it, she would only think that Long Aotian deserved to die.

Why do I say this? The world will evolve and grow, and as it evolves and grows, it will be invaded by foreign creatures. The invasion of monsters in ancient times was such a case, and the ancient creatures suffered heavy losses because of helping the world eliminate monsters.

The Heavenly Dao will definitely preserve their descendants for them, but their numbers are few and far between, and Long Aotian actually wants to attack the beasts protected by the Heavenly Dao. Isn't this simply a way to his own death?

Although cultivators are said to go against the will of heaven, they are going against the natural laws of birth, aging, illness and death, rather than directly opposing the way of heaven. Otherwise, why would there be an environmental protection association? It must be that a powerful cultivator discovered this law. Protecting the world is in line with the will of heaven and can be rewarded by heaven. Since the establishment of the Cultivator Environmental Protection Association, there have been many people who have ascended to heaven.