After the cannon fodder fell into my arms

Seven,

Every birth in the fairyland is the most important event in this continent.

Since the world of cultivating immortals entered the Middle Ages, it has been many years since no one has successfully broken through to transform into gods and ascended to the upper realm.

The aura of this continent is also declining day by day. Many secret realms and small worlds that originally existed in the world have become extremely unstable, either full of murderous intentions, or directly disappeared in different dimensions.

As a result, there are fewer and fewer precious cultivation resources and spiritual objects that can be provided to Nascent Soul cultivators, and it is even more difficult to advance. The world of cultivating immortals has become an infinite vicious circle.

Therefore, a small world that is as stable as the Fairy Secret Realm, which appears every 20 years, is actually one of the largest resource pools on this continent.

Although only cultivators at the Golden Core stage and below can enter, some of the resources in it make even Nascent Soul cultivators change their colors.

Before, Qingchen Mountain Lord told Gu Siyuan to find more treasures in the secret realm to honor him, which was also the real truth.

In the early morning of that day, when the sun was rising, a huge spirit boat was parked in the square in front of Taixuan Mountain.

The whole body of the boat is similar to the one that Gu Siyuan came back when he picked up new disciples, but upon closer inspection, there are many differences, whether it is the size or the runes on it, it is more delicate.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

Gu Siyuan stood under the spirit boat with his hands behind his back, listening to the voices of greetings coming from around him.

Entering the secret realm this time, Taixuan Xianzong naturally led the way.

And as the team leader, as the person with the highest combat power, he must also shoulder the responsibility of protecting his fellow disciples.

Xie Xueyi smiled beside him and said, "Eldest brother is so majestic, everyone is hugging your thigh!"

Gu Siyuan glanced at him: "Isn't Junior Brother Xie planning to hug him?"

Although the secret realm can be entered at the Golden Core Stage and below, the risk of entering the Qi Refining Stage is too high, and there is almost no return. Therefore, this time the Taixuan Xianzong can only enter the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Golden Core Stage.

Exactly 100 people, including 24 people in the Jindan stage, and the rest are in the foundation stage.

The aura in the world has decreased, and cultivation has become more difficult. Even if it is as powerful as the Taixuan Immortal Sect, there are only 37 Golden Core cultivators in the entire sect, and most of them have come this time.

Those who came during the foundation building period are basically late-stage cultivators, and they are all very old. Even if they know the danger in the secret realm, and the Jindan monks who enter are more dangerous, they can't care about it. They have to go inside to find the broken mirror gold. Dan's chance, make the last fight, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent;

The monks in the early and middle stages of foundation establishment will not take this risk. Anyway, this secret realm is opened once every 20 years, and they will do the same next time. After 20 years, their cultivation base may reach the late stage of foundation establishment.

And the only exception among all the monks is Xie Xueyi. He is the only monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he just established the foundation not long ago, and the spiritual power of the foundation is still very vain.

However, he was following the strongest Gu Siyuan.

Feeling the envious and jealous eyes around him, Xie Xueyi got closer to Gu Siyuan, hugged his arm with both hands and shook it gently: "Of course I want to hug him, I not only want to hug my brother's thigh, but also hug him." Brother's neck, hugging brother's waist..."

Those moist and beautiful eyes are full of charm, and the clear voice is like a feather hook.

Gu Siyuan looked down at him, and held his slender wrist with the palm of his hand and rubbed gently: "In the public, thank you, junior brother, do you know how to be ashamed?"

Xie Xueyi snorted in disbelief: "I'm actually very reserved, but I like my brother to watch it so much that I can't hold it anymore."

Seeing his delicate and cute appearance, Gu Siyuan couldn't help reaching out and pinching his face.

"Big Brother."

At this moment, two voices came from the side.

Gu Siyuan turned his head to see that it was Yi Qianqiu, chief of Baiqing Mountain, and Yan Miaomiao, chief of Hongling Mountain, who came together.

The two approached and said, "I haven't congratulated senior brother on his success in cultivating the Tao."

That day, when Gu Siyuan hit on the test pillar, his combat power directly surpassed that of Mingguang Shengzi, which is really amazing.

They were also inspired, and have been cultivating diligently in seclusion, and at the same time preparing for entering the secret realm. It was not until today that the chiefs of several mountains met again.

Gu Siyuan nodded slightly to the two, with a calm expression: "Junior Brother Bai and Junior Sister Yan are polite."

The two were familiar with Gu Siyuan's character, seeing this, they didn't feel neglected, and just smiled lightly.

Yan Miaomiao looked at Xie Xueyi, and asked one more question: "Do you want to bring this junior brother in?"

Xie Xueyi smiled sweetly: "That's right, senior brother won't be able to leave me for a while."

Yan Miaomiao looked at Gu Siyuan miraculously: "Eldest brother...is it true or not?"

The fact that Gu Siyuan took in a beautiful sword boy has been rumored in the Taixuan Immortal Sect recently, and by watching the intimate movements of the two, one can roughly guess the relationship between them.

It's just that this guy who has always been ruthless and devoted himself to cultivation, will have such a day?

Gu Siyuan glanced at Xie Xueyi.

Xie Xueyi winked at him mischievously.

Gu Siyuan didn't deny it either, and just said to Yan Miaomiao: "After entering the secret realm, he will always follow me."

"Okay... okay." Yan Miaomiao nodded in confusion.

Gu Siyuan, this rock, has really blossomed.

A group of people stood on the square for a while.

Suddenly a gust of wind passed, and four figures appeared on the high platform, all of them were at the Nascent Soul stage.

The leader among them is the Lord of Baiqing Mountain. He is dressed in an elegant white robe, with a gentle expression on his face: "This time, I will lead the team. All disciples who are going to the fairyland are now entering the spirit boat one by one."

The entire venue was immediately quiet, and no more words were heard.

Gu Siyuan set off first, rising and falling gracefully, and landed on the spirit boat with Xie Xueyi.

Afterwards, Yi Qianqiu, Yan Miaomiao and others also went up one by one.

Finally, when Baiqing Mountain's main envoy Ling Zhou set off, the protagonist Gong Ji Jinghuan and the protagonist Shou Xiao Xinchi, who had not been seen for a long time, finally arrived belatedly.

Mo Yunshan Chief Ren Jiutian smiled at the two people who were in a hurry and said, "Junior Brother Ji was almost late again. This habit is not good. It was only two years ago that I was late in the Wushan Grand Competition and lost the position of senior brother. It's a pity to be late every step of the way..."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the spirit boat changed slightly.

Ji Jinghuan's expression darkened in an instant.

If it was in the past, when he heard others say that he had lost the position of Senior Senior Brother, he would not have the slightest turmoil in his heart, and would even be faintly complacent.

Because everyone knew in their hearts that he was the strongest one, and he was the veritable elder brother.

but now……

Everything changed after the blow on the test pillar that day.

Ren Jiutian was clearly joking and humiliating him.

Ji Jinghuan clenched his fists slightly, raised his head and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Ren, for your love, but Senior Brother, it's better to care about your own cultivation first, and strive to be the best in the next Wushan Grand Competition, and be able to make it to the final battle."

Ren Jiutian's complexion turned pale.

A Nascent Soul elder saw a few people communicating, and said indifferently: "You belong to the same clan. After entering the secret realm, you need to support each other. Don't use your words here. Go back to your respective cabins."

"Yes." All the disciples responded in a low voice.

The Canglan Continent is vast and boundless, even if a Jindan cultivator travels without sleep, it will take more than a year to travel from south to north.

The entrance to the Fairy Secret Realm this time is in the purple bamboo forest in the west of the mainland, not too far from Taixuan Xianzong. If you travel alone, you can get there in about two months.

The spirit boat of the Taixuan Xianzong is controlled by the Nascent Soul cultivator, and the speed is naturally several times faster than that of the Golden Core cultivator.

In about ten days, the spirit boat landed in the purple bamboo forest near the secret realm.

Perhaps it was because they were so close and set off late that when they arrived, there were already many people surrounded in the purple bamboo forest, a sea of ​​people.

Some are disciples from various sects, and the rest are casual cultivators from all over the world.

In today's Canglan Continent, there is a general trend of righteous forces on the surface, mainly dominated by the four immortal sects of Mingguang, Taixuan, Chaotian, and Wanghai.

The evil ways are dominated by the Demon Sect, the Corpse Refining Sect, and the Hehuan Sect, but there are fewer big and small forces, and more of them are solitary cultivators, all of whom are extremely fierce and vicious.

The ancestors of Yuanying didn't know where they went to hide their bodies. At this time, most of them were Jindan and Foundation Establishment monks.

Gu Siyuan brought the people of Taixuan Xianzong down from the spirit boat, and immediately attracted a lot of attention. After all, the disciples of the sect have superb skills, and they will be a big opponent after entering the secret realm.

In addition, people from several forces came over directly.

Looking at their uniform clothes, one can tell that these are the other three families with the same reputation as Taixuan Xianzong.

"Ji Jinghuan, you accidentally lost two tricks last time, this time you and I will have a showdown in the secret realm!" Zhao Tianzong, the elder brother of the Chaotian Immortal Sect, hurriedly said.

After hearing the provocative words, Ji Jinghuan's mood lightened slightly: "Okay, dare not obey."

At the same time, his eyes secretly passed Gu Siyuan's expression.

Yin Xiaojue, the holy son of Mingguang Immortal Sect, wore a white shirt with a haughty look on his face: "Ji Jinghuan, I hope you have made progress during this time, don't make me too lonely."

Among the peers of the four great immortal sects of Zhengdao, Yin Xiaojue has the highest combat power, and he has the intention of seeking defeat alone.

Among them, only Ji Jinghuan can fight him.

Ling Qingyue, the Saintess of Bihai Xianzong, also nodded towards Ji Jinghuan: "Friend Ji, long time no see."

Looking at the lively scene here, Yan Miaomiao and Yi Qianqiu couldn't help but glance over Gu Siyuan, with embarrassing expressions.

Ren Jiutian had a smile on the corner of his mouth, it's really funny...

Those three people are all the holy sons and elder brothers of various sects. Logically speaking, they should be with Gu Siyuan when they talk about peers and meet with the sect, but they only have Ji Jinghuan in their eyes, and they completely ignore Gu Siyuan. This is in a sense , can be said to be the greatest humiliation.

Xie Xueyi's expression was gloomy: "This group of blind people."

Gu Siyuan looked calm, pinched his soft cheeks, and softly comforted him: "Don't worry about it."

Xie Xueyi stared into a pair of moist eyes: "Aren't you going to be angry?"

Gu Siyuan said: "Of course I will be angry, but it's not worth it."

Gu Siyuan really didn't care about it.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the Taixuan Xianzong blocked his achievements in the test column and did not spread it to the sect at all, so the outside world only misunderstood that Ji Jinghuan was the strongest.

Gu Siyuan is very satisfied with this approach, isn't it interesting to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

Not to mention, he has no interest in chatting with people.

At this moment, the four of them talked about the secret realm together.

Zhao Tianzong said: "It is said that the secret realm this time is different from the previous ones. The most important ancient fairy city may appear. At that time, in order to prevent those who don't know how to advance or retreat from causing trouble, we have made a private agreement first. Once the signs of the ancient city appear, everyone You must bring your disciples to the city gate as quickly as possible to clear the place."

The so-called Great Clearance means that the disciples of the four major immortal sects joined forces to drive away all other monks except them, and forbid them to participate in the resource competition of the ancient fairy city.

This can ensure that the four of them have the greatest gains, lest a few lucky guys take advantage of the chaos and take away their opportunities.

This kind of behavior is naturally overbearing to the extreme, those casual cultivators and small sects really can't even drink a little soup.

But in the world of cultivating immortals, whoever has the biggest fist can speak correctly. Once the chief disciples of the four major immortal sects unite, how can others resist.

"It's natural. The ancient fairy city is only born once in a thousand years. I don't know how many rare resources there are. What qualifications do those mediocre people have to compete with us." Yin Xiaojue said coldly.

Ling Qingyue also nodded, with a soft voice: "Well, those people have low cultivation bases, even if they enter the ancient city to search for treasures, they will just lose their lives in vain."

As they said that, several people looked at Ji Jinghuan: "Why don't you speak, your Taixuan Xianzong usually loves hypocrisy, you don't have any objection?"

The corners of Ji Jinghuan's mouth curled slightly, and he said loudly: "Everyone also knows that I am not Senior Brother Taixuan, and I need to ask Senior Brother Gu for instructions to mobilize my disciples to do this kind of thing together."

Zhao Tianzong was short-tempered, and immediately said in disdain: "What are you asking for instructions? It's a waste of time. Does he, Gu Siyuan, still dare to object to you?"

Or on purpose, his tone of voice didn't drop at all, and he even yelled directly.

Immediately, the complexions of everyone in Taixuan Xianzong behind Gu Siyuan changed.

With their sect status, some things can be deliberately ignored, and they can pretend that they don't exist, but they can't be broken.

A Golden Core cultivator from Qingchen Mountain immediately said angrily: "Zhao Tianzong, who do you think you are talking to?"

Zhao Tianzong turned around and sneered: "What are you? Are you going to fight me?"

Although both of them are at the Golden Core stage, there is a difference between them.

Zhao Tianzong was naturally the best among them. While speaking, he let go of his coercion without mercy.

The Qingchen Mountain cultivator immediately felt tremendous pressure, and almost couldn't stand his legs, and knelt down in front of everyone.

But at this moment, a breeze blew past, and a figure flashed beside him.

All stress fades away.

Gu Siyuan stood in front of him, just like he stood in front of those Qingchen Mountain disciples in front of the Gongfa Pavilion.

Zhao Tianzong was a little surprised. He naturally knew that Gu Siyuan was a disciple of the Taixuan Xianzong who was second only to Ji Jinghuan, but it was still a bit surprising that his pressure was easily dissipated.

He squinted his eyes: "Why, now you will do it with me?"

Gu Siyuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a stern face.

Xie Xueyi followed beside him, first angrily said: "Brother, beat this idiot to death."

"Jie Jie Jie... You guys are starting to fight on your own inside the righteous way, this is so boring, why don't you fight with us first!"

At this moment, a piercing laughter came into his ears.

Everyone turned their heads to look, but saw three figures standing on the rock not far away.

The man in the middle is dressed in black and has a handsome face. Although his eyes are closed, his aura is extremely captivating, like the king of the night;

The man on the left has disheveled hair and a pale complexion, like a ghost who has not seen the sun all year round;

The man on the left has a gorgeous face, wearing a pink transparent dress with a very low neckline, revealing a large area of ​​bare skin.

Needless to say, this is the descendant of the three evil forces.

Seeing these three people, Yin Xiaojue, Zhao Tianzong, Ling Qingyue and others all became serious.

Zhao Tianzong said coldly: "You things in the gutter, how dare you come out to die?"

Among the three, the young man in black slowly opened his eyes: "Zhao Tianzong, last time you were beaten and ran away like a dog, why did you forget it so quickly?"

Zhao Tianzong's face was livid.

The man in black smiled again and said: "But don't worry, I'm not interested in you this time, Yin Xiaojue, I heard that you are the strongest of the four great immortal sects, come on, let's fight!"

After a long while, everyone looked at the scene in front of them, and their eyes widened in shock.

Has this generation of Evil Dao actually produced so many talents? They are completely outmatched by the four major sects of Righteous Dao.

Yin Xiaojue, Zhao Tianzong, and Ji Jinghuan were all defeated.

"Hahahaha, a bunch of trash." The pale disciple of Corpse Refining Sect laughed wildly.

"It's really boring, there's no one who can fight!" The man in pink from the Hehuan Sect clapped his hands and said, looking around unscrupulously.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something, he pointed to something and said, "Oh, I like this beautiful kid, come here, come here, play for brother!"

Xie Xueyi raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were extremely cold, and his tone was even colder: "Where are you idiots, get out of here."

The pink-clothed man's complexion darkened, and he said in a sinister tone: "Beautiful baby, you can't talk nonsense. I'm angry with you for making my brother so angry. I will suffer later. I will play you to death slowly and let you Experience the most extreme pain in this world, you can't live, you can't die."

"This stubborn little mouth, this fair skin, and these beautiful fingers, hahaha, it's all something to play with..."

Gu Siyuan glanced at Xie Xueyi: "I seem to have told you before that I would be angry."

"Ah..." Xie Xueyi blinked.

Gu Siyuan pinched his cheek, and said softly: "Now, I'm very angry."

After the voice fell, the long sword that had not been sheathed for a long time appeared in the palm of the hand.

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