Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

Soon, news came back from Wen Qionghua.

"The master asked you to go over there. It should be about that piece of land." Mu Guiyi looked at the message, thought for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

"Elder Mu, aren't you going with us?"

Mu Guiyi smiled slightly when he heard this: "Although I am a little curious, since the leader has called you alone, I will go and join in the fun later."

Oh, so you still want to go?

Although Qin Zhen felt it was a little strange, she didn't think much about it and went back to Huangjintai first.

When she passed by the teleportation array, she could even see the inflated spherical crane, still fluttering at low altitude, heading towards the golden platform.

However, the teleportation array was too fast and all the images flashed by, and she didn't have time to call the other party.

……

Qin Zhen originally thought that Wen Qionghua summoned her alone.

So, when she saw another figure standing next to Wen Qionghua, Qin Zhen was a little overwhelmed to react.

Instead, the figure nodded slightly at her calmly.

"Let me introduce you. This is the ancestor's spirit, Mo Xuanyi." Seeing Qin Zhen in a daze, Wen Qionghua spoke first to introduce him.

It is indeed the spirit of Immortal Lord Xizhi.

"Senior Mo." Qin Zhen hurriedly bowed.

Mo Xuanyi said gently: "No need, just call me by my name."

Although he said that, Mo Xuanyi really did have a very special aura.

Qin Zhen didn't know how to describe this temperament. If she had to describe it, it was like a temperament that could only be preserved by the accumulation of years.

Elegant and calm, as if not disturbed by any trivial matters or external objects, is a temperament that is much more restrained than calm.

So, even though the other person was very handsome and young, Qin Zhen couldn't even call out his name.

In the end, he could only cough lightly and change his address: "Mr. Mo Xuanyi...?"

Mo Xuan was helpless, but he understood Qin Zhen's discomfort: "Call me whatever is convenient for you."

Wen Qionghua saw that the two had finished their conversation, and then he talked about the vacant lot.

"Qin Zhen, you can talk to him about the vacant land. After all, he is the owner of the land."

Wen Qionghua seemed to be extremely busy. While she was talking to Qin Zhen, her communication jade disc had lit up several times.

This means that there is incoming news.

Seeing this, Qin Zhen said sympathetically, "Okay, Master, go ahead and do your thing."

Wen Qionghua nodded slightly: "Well, you should practice well in the sect."

"Disciples please obey Master's teachings."

Wen Qionghua smiled when she heard this: "You don't have to be so formal. I almost thought it was Huai Xu who was speaking."

After Wen Qionghua finished speaking, she nodded to Qin Zhen and Mo Xuanyi, then quickly left the Golden Terrace, and no one knew where she went.

"I guess he's busy with the Immortal Sect Competition."

Seeing Qin Zhen's confusion, Mo Xuan also took the initiative to answer.

"Ah?" Qin Zhen was stunned when he heard that.

It’s not that she didn’t know about the Immortal Gate Competition. After all, she first became famous in her previous life at the Immortal Gate Competition.

At that time, not only was she undefeated, she also defeated all the monks of her generation. In the end, she even challenged a higher-level monk and defeated a once-in-a-century genius from the then extremely prestigious Wenxin Sect. This is how she became famous in one battle.

Everyone said that Qinghe Jianzun had a keen eye and had accepted an extraordinary disciple.

Thinking about it now, it's ironic. It was clearly her highlight moment, but why did the fame end up being won by Qinghe Jianzun and Tianyan Sect?

It was as if she was just a badge of honor, but never the owner of the honor.

"Every ten years, the immortal sects will hold an immortal sect competition. At that time, the disciples of each sect will gather together to participate in various competitions. The winner can obtain countless spiritual treasures and spiritual stones, and can also enter the Xuanling Realm and choose a life-defining weapon."

Qin Zhen knew all of this. After all, she had experienced this process herself in her previous life.

Seeing that Qin Zhen still didn't speak, Mo Xuan paused for a moment with some confusion.

Soon afterwards, he suddenly realized, "You don't know what the Mysterious Spirit Realm is? That's right, you just joined the sect, and I think there are many things they haven't told you yet."

Qin Zhen wanted to say that she actually knew about the Xuanling Realm, but looking at Mo Xuanyi's gentle smile, she could only smile and nod.

He perfectly portrayed the clarity and confusion that a new disciple should have.

"The Xuanling Realm is actually the place where famous cultivators' innate weapons that have developed intelligence sleep after their death."

"This place is opened once every ten years, and only one person is allowed to pass through. He awakens a weapon that suits his heart, so some people call this place..."

"Sword Tomb." Qin Zhen said.

Only those who have been there will know why the word "tomb" is used here.

Qin Zhen still remembers the shock she felt when she stepped into the Xuanling Realm.

She thought she would see the legendary weapons that were brilliant and unstoppable, but -

Everywhere I looked, I saw broken swords, rusty knives, and rotten wood.

Those weapons that were so glorious and coveted by everyone in the story have now lost all their brilliance and look like a pile of garbage and waste.

The entire Xuanling Realm was unusually quiet. Here, you could only hear your own breathing and your own heartbeat.

It's like you are the only living thing here and everything else is already dead.

This is a tomb, a complete tomb.

But what was buried were not people, but weapons, as well as those stories and past events.

Qin Zhen didn't know why at the time, but when she saw the weapons in this state, she felt a little heartbroken for a moment.

At this moment, the buzzing sound of a sword being unsheathed suddenly rang out.

Her heart moved, and she saw a silver-white sword flying towards her and landing in her palm. That was her natal sword.

She had thought of giving it a name, but no matter what name she chose, no matter what name she branded upon the blade, that name would disappear.

Perhaps it has some past that it is unwilling to forget, so it doesn't want to add anything new to itself.

From then on, Qin Zhen just followed it.

So her natal sword had no name from beginning to end.

But even so, it still cooperated with her tacitly. It even used its spiritual power to feed her many times when they were fighting against the demons and defending the sect.

I kind of miss it.

If I have another chance to enter the Xuanling Realm, I don’t know if I can encounter it again?

Mo Xuanyi was a little surprised that Qin Zhen actually knew this nickname of Xuanling Realm, but he still nodded in affirmation: "Yes."

"Mr. Mo... uh, Senior Mo." Qin Zhen felt that both titles were a bit strange.

Mo Xuanyi had already left Qin Zhen alone, and had no intention of correcting her or showing any displeasure.

"What's the matter?"

"When exactly is this Immortal Sect Competition going to take place?"