On the Correct Posture of Probation of the Villain

Ao Qing lost her temper for a while and complained a lot, but she was "rough-skinned and thick-skinned" after all, and she slept soundly despite the sea breeze blowing on the roof all night.

It's just that he was still unhappy and complained to Xu Nian and the others, then turned around and saw butterflies flying by among the flowers on the island, he grinned and forgot about it.

On this day, the five elders of Penglai gathered together with the heads and elders of various sects and elders who came to participate in this session of Immortal Cultivation Conference. If Jiang Yunzi, Chen Qiudao, and Qin Jun of the Sanqing sect had all gone, Qi Siyuan and Ye Yun would be the disciples under their peak. responsible.

Xu Nian and Chu Heng, together with Ling Dang, Yuan Kong and Ao Qing, none of them had a group arena match this morning, so they followed Qi Siyuan to watch the competition of other disciples of the Sanqing Sect.

Cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals are different, each sect and school have different minds, each person's way of cultivation, magic weapon used, and moves used are all strange. In the eyes of Xu Nian and Chu Heng, the past is quite fast in the eyes of Xu Nian and Chu Heng. It is inevitable that I will understand something when I play the game.

After several years in the mountains, the two of them finally realized that there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

However, this time the Cultivation Conference, the 47 sects who came from Kyushu, big and small, could vaguely glimpse the distance from the various cultivators in this ring competition. There are thousands of people, and there are thousands of people. The sky is high and the water is far away, and this life may not be exhausted.

During the break at noon, in the group arena in the morning, only Zhu Yu, a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Period of the Sanqingzong, was successfully promoted to the next level, which is not very gratifying.

When Qi Siyuan was free, he couldn't help but look at the sky and water in the distance, thinking in his heart that he was sorry for Master, and he didn't know if the glory of Qifeng could be reproduced in his generation.

In the other place, Xu Nian and the others were centered on Ao Qing, with a round chin held by a small bell, and a grass in her mouth, listening to Ao Qing's eloquent talk.

Ao Qing started talking about it at the end of the ring competition. At that time, the sword cultivators in the ring came from Mingjian Mountain. It is said that this sect, including the Taoist who guards the mountain gate, has only 16 members, and it is the sect with the smallest number of people in the entire cultivation world.

Xu Nian and Chu Heng are also sword cultivators, and they also know Mingjian Mountain, which only cultivates swords. This school has a long history, and there have been soaring sword cultivators, but they don't know that Mingjian Mountain has withered to this point, and they don't know why.

Seeing that they didn't know, Ao Qing opened her mouth and talked about the reason. The reason for Mingjian Mountain's decline was the catastrophe in the demon world between 150 and 200 years ago.

It is rumored that the Great Thousand World is not connected to each other, and there are seals and taboos, but 200 years ago, the passage between the demon world and the human world was accidentally broken. People feed on people.

The cultivator cultivates the Dao, focusing on the balance of heaven and earth. In addition to dealing with high-level monsters, it is also imperative to restore the stability of the world. So far, the cultivator and the monsters have started a 50-year confrontation, and finally all the monsters are repelled by evil.

Xu Nian quietly listened to Ao Qing talk about the past 50 years, and probably understood the reason why Mingjian Mountain was in decline.

Sword cultivator is equivalent to a fighter who plays a forward role among cultivators. In fact, he is more aggressive and does not admit defeat, and he is also very suitable to play a forward in trouble.

As a Mingjian Mountain where the entire school is a sword cultivator, in those 50 years, it can be said that everything was at the forefront, waiting to repel the monsters. The entire Mingjian Mountain has 32 direct disciples, 58 registered disciples, plus eight The elder and the head of the sect finally survived seven people.

Some people are unfortunate, and their bones are buried in the green hills of other places, and the bones are buried by the Anding River, with unknown names and no monuments.

Some people's bones have not been found.

Some people are lucky enough to be burnt as a handful of ashes by their brothers or masters, or disciples, or friends, and bring them back to their hometown or sect.

I don't know if those people have proven their way?

The white bones have turned into loess, and no one can answer.

Chu Heng heard Ao Qing talk about the head of Mingjian Mountain and the four elders, whose cultivation bases had already turned into gods, but they also fell in this catastrophe.

His eyes darkened, and his tone lightened: "It's a pity, ah, the transformation stage."

A sword cultivator who can cultivate to the stage of transforming gods is an existence that crushes cultivators of the same realm, and he can ascend to the ascension by one step. It is a pity that Chu Heng's words are sincere, and the same sword cultivator is a bit sad to hurt others.

Ao Qing said again: "So far, there is only one elder of the refining stage left in Mingjian Mountain, barely maintaining the inheritance of Mingjian Mountain. You see, there are only 16 people in Mingjian Mountain today, which is actually better than the seven people left in the past. Some."

"It's... really miserable."

Feng Ling'er was young, with a sad look on her face.

She was sad and then sighed: "That's a sword cultivator in the transformation stage. Are the monsters in the demon world so powerful?"

"This..." Ao Qing paused, her eyes looked up, a pair of eyeballs rolled around in her eyes a few times, her tone hesitated, "This, it doesn't necessarily mean that you died in the battle with monsters, you, your teacher Didn't tell—"

In the middle of Ao Qing's speech, before she could finish speaking, three people with swords suddenly appeared in the air, they were disciples of Penglai, and their voices enveloped the entire main island of Penglai——

"The secret realm has been opened, all disciples who are participating in the Immortal Cultivation Conference are invited to gather at the square."

This sentence was repeated several times non-stop, Qi Siyuan and Ye Yunqi also separated and hastily informed the Sanqingzong disciples, Ao Qing's words were put aside just like that, and Xu Nian and the others rushed to the square with Qi Siyuan.

When we arrived at the square, the elders and heads of the various sects floated in the sky. For a while, the entire square was completely empty, and the disciples of all sects gathered together and stood neatly. The above began to explain the sudden incident.

The reward for this session of the Immortal Cultivation Conference is that the disciples who enter the first three rounds through the promotion competition can enter the secret realm that will only be opened once every 50 years in Penglai.

Rumor has it that this secret realm is a remnant of an ancient battlefield in ancient times. All the disciples went to the outskirts, and each of them relied on their luck to find treasures or opportunities.

There are only three days from the opening to the end of the secret realm. As long as it is open, every moment is extremely precious. It was originally estimated that the opening will be two days later, but I did not expect that the secret realm has been opened just now.

Several elders in Penglai discussed that the secret realm will be closed after the promotion competition is over. Opportunity waits for no one. Every opportunity on the way of cultivating immortality may change a cultivator's life. Enter the secret realm.

The time is now.

After Xu Nian, Chu Heng and the others spoke, the two brothers looked at each other in dismay. They immediately took out the swords on their backs with a tacit understanding, and a group of people left the square with the Penglai disciples who came to guide them.

Ao Qing, Yuan Kong and their Sanqing sect were together. They and the other five sects left the island with the disciples of Penglai and flew over the sea for quite a while.

When I stopped and looked around, I couldn't see the land, but the vast expanse of sea water below was rippling like the sky turned upside down. The sea looked like another sky.

Penglai's disciples stood on the sea against the wind, and raised their hands to throw out a small seal.

The small seal stopped in the air and emitted a burst of golden light. The sea water surged up under the seal until it submerged the seal. It can be seen that the loess is long.

On the side of the door, Penglai disciples distributed tracking jade pendants to everyone, and if they were in danger, they could crush them and send them to the door in an emergency.

After all, it is for the disciples of the younger generation to seek opportunities, not for them to die.

All the disciples bid farewell to their masters one by one. It seemed that it was not the first time for some sect disciples to enter the secret realm. Three or five of them had already flown the magic weapon into the side of the gate together.

On Qi Siyuan's side, Ao Qing looked the most indifferent, while Yuan Kong's face remained calm.

Qi Siyuan briefly explained to Chu Heng, Xu Nian, and the other disciples of Sanqingzong: "You can only enter the outer part of this secret realm, and it is not dangerous, but the world is unpredictable. Here, don’t try to be brave, you are here looking for opportunities, not death.”

At the end of the conversation, it was a bit serious, Ye Yunqi shook his head and smiled a few words, and when they entered the secret realm, he went to look at Qi Siyuan: "Master, you must have thought too much."

Qi Siyuan frowned and looked at the door, slowly loosened his brows, and laughed at himself: "It was 200 years ago...but now there are only a few promising disciples in each peak."

Ye Yunqi touched his nose, it was rare to touch the sad place of Master Siyuan.

On the other side of the door, when Xu Nian and Chu Heng entered, the two of them, Feng Linger, were walking in the middle, this little girl was really not reassuring.In the front Zhu Yu and Guan Xingfeng's senior brothers took the lead, and their Sanqing sect disciples entered together. When the yellow sand fell to the ground, the wind blew against their faces. After avoiding it, their eyes were full of desolation. Xu Nian found that there was only Ling Dang left beside him.

Lowering his head, Xu Nian touched the bell: "Didn't you hold Chu Heng's hand, why is Chu Heng gone and you are still by my side?"

Ling Dang opened her rather ignorant eyes, looked around suspiciously, looked at her hands and said awkwardly: "Yes, Brother Nian Nian, tell me... where did Brother Ah Heng go?"

Xu Nian took Xiao Lingdang's hand, and just now he was just teasing Xiao Lingdang, but he was carrying the bell alone, so it was inevitable that it would be more convenient for Chu Heng to take care of the two of them.

Or... just after they separated, he missed Chu Heng a little.

Six years had passed since he first joined the Sanqing Sect, and Xu Nian thought that he and Chu Heng had never been separated in the past six years, so that he felt so obvious that there was no one around him when he first entered the secret realm.