Pendulum: I'm a knife seller on credit, and I'm looking for Ah Cha to collect the debt.

Zhang Chulan quickly came out of the old Taoist's room with red and swollen eyes.

"Logically, we should have said a lot to him, why did he come out so soon?" Song Yuan and Bai Xianchu ate all the snacks around, while Zhao Li caught a cat in the Taoist temple in Longhu Mountain and touched it all over, muttering to himself.

Zhao Li scratched the cat and replied, "I think the old Taoist priest has taken a liking to you. There was something wrong with the way he looked at you just now."

Song Yuan was furious. "He's attracted to me? How could he still be attracted to me? He's not trying to give me the Heavenly Master, is he? Is there something wrong with him?"

After all, Song Yuan knew the plot. Feng Baobao, who had overheard it, was surprised. "That's impossible. This Luotian Grand Ceremony was originally just a superficial selection. In reality, the Heavenly Master Degree will still be passed on to Zhang Chulan. That's why we're here."

"Are you so sure?" Zhao Li said as he petted the kitten, "What if?"

"We will all participate in the competition," Feng Baobao pointed at herself, "I will be responsible for helping Zhang Chulan clear all obstacles."

Zhao Li could actually feel that Feng Baobao was much stronger than Zhang Chulan. Zhang Chulan could be said to be a waste.

"Then you're fixing the match." Zhao Li revealed the truth: "Do you need my help? I'm very nimble, and I can be considered... an extraordinary person."

Song Yuan found it quite interesting: "You can all participate in the competition, help Zhang Chulan clear all obstacles, and then let Zhang Chulan obtain the degree of Heavenly Master."

"You're not going to participate?" Zhao Li asked curiously, "You don't want that Heavenly Master's salvation?"

"If it had no side effects, I would really want it," Song Yuan felt a little helpless when he heard this: "But its side effects are a bit big, and besides, I am invincible now."

There is really no way to refute what Song Yuan said.

Because the Song and Yuan dynasties were truly invincible.

Who can kill people to death in the entire Lingxiao Palace and Lingshan with just a sword and a knife?

The sword and knife rushed in directly without any defense.

The time in heaven is different from the time on earth.

I guess those gods are still staying at home right now.

So it doesn’t matter whether there is a Taoist priest to help you or not.

And Song Yuan himself said that the side effects are too great.

So not interested.

Zhao Li started to think: "So what do you think will happen if I take this thing?"

Feng Baobao's face was full of nervousness.

"I don't know, I haven't tried it." Song Yuanren was numb: "Why do you want that thing?"

Zhao Li grinned, "But I think the old Heavenly Master seems to have taken a fancy to you. I just had this little cat eavesdrop on the conversation between the old Heavenly Master and Zhang Chulan. He only mentioned some things about Zhang Chulan's father, and nothing else. He certainly didn't say that Zhang Chulan must inherit the Heavenly Master's degree."

Song Yuan nodded and said, "Okay then, let's prepare for the competition. Let's buy some delicious food. We can eat and watch from the stands. It will be more interesting."

"So the so-called Luotian Grand Ceremony is just a competition?" Xiao Ya was eager to join in. "Then can I participate?"

Song Yuan nodded: "Just ask the baby. If the baby says that you can participate, then you can participate. It's good to help out. It's good to stretch your muscles."

Feng Baobao knew Xiaoya's strength clearly, so she was quite satisfied with her. "If you can help, that would be great."

"But she has one drawback," Song Yuan said bluntly: "She eats a lot."

Feng Baobao has experienced this, and Xiaoya herself said that only when you are full can you have strength.

"Don't worry, I will definitely use it properly." Feng Baobao made an OK gesture: "It's a simple batch."

Xiaoya always felt like an object that was just given away so casually by Song Yuan.

There are really a lot of people participating in this competition. Some of them look rich, while others look like poor students.

Their combination is also quite eye-catching. After bidding farewell to the old master, they headed deep into Longhu Mountain.

It wasn't long before they arrived at the edge of that special cliff.

There are no ordinary people here anymore.

The reporters and fans had all disappeared, and Zhuge Qing slowly walked over with his little brother, but he had always been very hostile to Wang Ye.

"I just stepped on your feet twice, is there any need to look at me like that?" Wang Ye was stunned by Zhuge Qing's look: "If you have the ability, you can step back."

Zhuge Qing gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely do it on the field."

"Haha." Wang didn't say anything and walked directly onto the thick rope on the cliff.

This is deep in Longhu Mountain. There is only a very thick rope on the high cliff, connecting to the opposite cliff. However, there is a deep abyss below the rope.

All strangers must pass through this rope.

It's really varied.

When Song Yuan and the others came over, they happened to see a family of three flying directly over. They didn't have any wings, and their entire bodies just floated up and drifted over very calmly.

Xia Dongqing almost screamed: "Ghost!"

Zhao Li rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Brother, look at the time now. The sun is so bright and shining on the three of them, and nothing happens to them. And you tell me it's a ghost? What does this have to do with ghosts? Can you please not abandon my people?"

Xiaoya also found it quite novel: "Is this the legendary alien? How is he different from the cultivators of the past?"

Song Yuan answered this question: "Back then, the cultivators could attack the underworld, they could slaughter the soul ferrymen, they even dared to cross out their names in the Yin Scroll and become immortals. Now... hehe."

Zhuge Qing happened to be standing next to Song Yuan. After hearing everything Song Yuan said, he was quite curious: "Are our ancestors really that powerful?"

"Isn't that so?" Zhao Li had experienced it before. After all, Sanqi eventually died in that chaos. Although it was suicide, that was the cause that led to the result like Sanqi.

Thinking of this, Zhao Li felt a little disappointed: "I don't know if Sanqi can come back."

Song Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

"Do you really have such ability?" Zhao Li's eyes widened. "You can bring Sanqi back? But isn't her soul scattered to pieces?"

Song Yuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Of course you can, but there's a price to pay. At the very least, the one who's making Meng Po soup in the underworld must disappear, and only one of Sanqi and Changsheng can survive."

Zhao Li was stunned, but his friendship with Changsheng was just that, so he had to fight for it: "Can't we both survive?"

"Why are you so greedy?" Song Yuan raised his eyebrows. "That's a nice thought. What's the relationship between them? Do I need to tell you? Is it possible for both of them to survive?"

Zhao Li scratched his head and said, "That's right."

What they said was a mystery to everyone else. Zhuge Qing also stepped onto the rope. For the descendants of Qimen, walking on this rope was as easy as walking on flat ground.

Song Yuan also felt that he could pass by casually. When he was about to step forward, he saw Xia Dongqing pulling the tree next to him. He and Zhang Chulan were really two losers. Their actions were exactly the same, and the content of their shouting was exactly the same:

Xia Dongqing: "Don't pull me, I won't go, I'll just stand here and wait for you."

Zhang Chulan: "You are murdering me! Murder! Are you kidding me? That's a bottomless abyss, and you're asking me to walk across it on a rope? Are you kidding me?"