Rebirth and then become immortal

One of the two people left from Tianqin Pavilion studied under Tianqi Palace, and the other studied under Tiancan Palace.

The disciples of Tianqi Palace practice the "Great Compassion Tianyin Jue". Every move, every word and every action contains tragedy. The sorrow caused by it hurts the enemy's body, hurts the enemy's heart, and finally drowns him in endless sorrow.

The Tiancan Hall is the most mysterious of the four halls and only accepts people with congenital impairments of the five senses.

Standing on the field is Jian Yuandong, a disciple of Tiancan Palace.

The other party has a clear wind and bright moonlight, holding a long harp in his arms.

It's a pity that the white cloth covers the face and cannot see.

And his opponent slowly appeared on the screen.

It’s Nan Zhen from Cang Yan Sect.

The Cangyan Sect is neither big nor small. It is a well-known third-level sect. It is also located in a remote location. Thanks to the fact that there are no other sects around, it has been smooth sailing since the establishment of the sect and has never suffered any setbacks.

However, its technique is special and only accepts people with fire spiritual roots, so it has been lingering in the third-level sect and it is difficult to move forward.

Nanzhen has the fire element of heavenly spiritual roots, and has attracted much attention since she started.

She was neatly dressed, her hair was cut extremely short, and her complexion was slightly brown. When she saw her name appearing, she jumped up and landed on the competition stage.

Both sides are equally powerful and both are in the late stage of foundation building.

Nanzhen's anger almost turned the surrounding area into a red color.

Jian Yuandong seemed to feel the scorching heat. He raised his hand to play the piano, and the music flowed through his fingertips like water.

Half of Xiao Qing's energy was devoted to the competition stage, while the other half was focused on the others.

The others are Xu Jingrui and Yan Fei.

Although Xiao Qing gave Xu Jingrui ideas, the final decision still rested with the system, so Xiao Qing had to be prepared.

Regardless of whether the system is planning to change the target of the strategy to Yan Fei, or whether it remains unchanged and the target is still himself, this will not have much impact on Xiao Qing. At most, Xiao Qing needs to do something more against Yan Fei.

But if the system decides to change the candidate for the strategy, but the target is not Yan Fei, but someone else, Xiao Qing will still have to use Wu's identity to continue to contact him.

I don’t know if the system will see it...

It would be great if Xu Jingrui could be instigated.

Ask him if he wants to go back another day. If so, maybe he can do some writing in this place.

While Xiao Qing was thinking, the competition on the stage had already entered a fever pitch.

Nanzhen is a rare swordsman.

A golden-ringed knife was like a crescent moon, and the blade was cold and sharp. Jian Yuandong still had a calm smile on his lips, as if he was confident about everything.

In the end, Nanzhen's wrist bones were broken and she was exhausted. She used a knife to support her body and barely managed to stand still.

When Jian Yuandong stood up, his body was shaking and his hair was wet with sweat.

Tianqin Pavilion won this round.

But Cang Yan Sect is not disappointed. They have tried their best to get here. Wait until next time, maybe they can go further.

The next match is Cui Baizhen from the Tiangang Sword Sect versus An Yue.

The two of them greeted each other after they came on stage, and they were quite familiar with each other.

Cui Baizhen became famous at a young age, but something went wrong along the way and he strayed into the devil's path. He eventually abandoned his cultivation and started over. This time he came to the sect competition to hone his will.

An Yue is a good opponent in his eyes.

But it doesn’t stop there.

In An Yue's eyes, the same is true for him. Someone who has even abandoned his own sword will never defeat her.

No one knew what she had experienced in just a few nights.

Cui Baizhen still looked at her with his original eyes, so that was fine - let her crush his confidence and disdain one by one.

In the stands, Xiao Qing sat up straight.

An Yue's figure fell to the ground like a meteor, completely different from before.

Cui Baizhen still didn't react until he was eliminated.

An Yue won, but when she stepped off the trial platform, her knees weakened and she almost fell to the ground.

Although she won, it took a huge toll on herself.

Xiao Qing frowned. She didn't like An Yue, but she didn't agree with her damaging her body to fight.

It is true that a monk's body has the ability to heal itself, but going too far is not enough. If it damages the root, unless you are blessed with great luck, or you are reborn and reincarnated, you will not reach the end at all.

But both Elder Chengze and everyone in Yaye behind him acted as if they should take it for granted, and even sneered at An Yue's weakness at this time.

But she has no other position to say anything about these things. Even if she says it, no one will understand her, right? It's better not to be a bad person and pray for her in your heart.

Then there is Qiu Miaorui versus Ruan Mingyun in Tianqin Pavilion.

Qiu Miaorui is a disciple of Tianqi Palace.

Xiao Qing's first impression of Tianqi Palace was the deputy master of Tianqi Palace with eyes as bright as glass that he met at the beginning.

When they first met, the other party was really restrained. This was Xiao Qing's first thought when he watched Qiu Miaorui play several games against others.

After all, there had been situations before where Qiu Miaorui just stood quietly, and her opponent suddenly collapsed emotionally, falling into endless sadness and self-blame. In the end, she was almost heartbroken and was forced to withdraw from the game.

The tone of her speech is also very rhythmic, and it seems that even the sound of the wind can match her.

Ruan Mingyun showed an expression of almost collapse several times, but fortunately, she was not defeated.

Xiao Qing noticed that every time she was on the verge of collapse, her eyes would always look towards him unconsciously.

Xiao Qing thought for a few seconds and randomly made a few poses, hoping that when Ruan Mingyun saw him, she would not see her making some strange expressions because she was caught in a brainstorm.

Tianqin Pavilion is named after the first sect master Shanqin, but not all the monks' instruments in Tianqin Pavilion are Qin.

Qiu Miaorui does not use the piano.

Her magical weapon is the pipa.

The sound is like ice beads falling on a plate, and silk words playing on the strings.

At the same time, her autumn eyes also overflowed with tears, which fell to her fingertips and splashed with a slight chill.

"I...have nothing to be sad about."

"All the fear, sadness, and pain left me at that moment."

"I'm not alone!"

"Whatever future you presented to me is all fake!"

When the person she thought she could never defeat died, she had gained a new life.

Ruan Mingyun held Wangchen in her hand and cut through the air with a sword.

The pipa strings broke at the plain white fingertips, and the illusion painted by Qiu Miaorui with sad music was broken. She stared blankly at the fingertips leaking blood, as if she could not accept the fact that she had lost.

And in the end, it was also the one Xiao Qing was most looking forward to.

Xu Jingrui and Yan Fei.

Since Xu Jingrui has a system, he must be very lucky. Xiao Qing naturally had some ideas when he first asked Xu Jingrui to attack Yan Fei.

If Yan Fei only wants the luck of others, Xu Jingrui, who has a system, should be a good choice. With Xu Jingrui's system, the process of Yan Fei obtaining luck should not be that simple.

Two people should plot against each other, test each other, and eventually get entangled together. It would be best if they died together.

Even the worst ones should lock each other up, let them play their own way and avoid provoking others.

Yan Fei's strength is good, but only good.

She has brought harm to many people by being able to reach this point. The training in the past few days has prevented her from contacting others and absorbing luck. Her previous luck was squandered by her in the last competition. Now she is facing the late stage of foundation building. Xu Jingrui also felt that she was unable to do what she wanted.

But... this person named Xu Jingrui gave her a really unusual feeling. This almost overflows the body's luck.

If you come into contact with him...

Yan Fei's eyes were dark, but her voice became more and more lively, lively and endearing: "My name is Yan Fei, from Xuanji Tianzong..."

In the end, Xu Jingrui defeated Yan Fei and successfully advanced.

Xiao Qing looked at the two people who ended up almost peaceful and friendly compared to the previous ones. Especially when Yan Fei, who was lying on the ground, took the initiative to reach out to Xu Jingrui to pull her up, she knew her plan. Already succeeded for the most part.

At least Yan Fei is attracted to Xu Jingrui.

Even if Xu Jingrui's system does not change, or if it changes to someone else, Yan Fei will not let Xu Jingrui go easily.

In this case, she can relax a bit.

When the competition at the golden elixir stage is over, she will go back to seclusion, and when she breaks through the Nascent Soul, she will go to the Mingzhu Continent. Although there are still hundreds of years before Biluohua matures, she will probably face countless demon cultivators. Even if she starts planning from now on Not an exaggeration.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qing began to plan how to sneak into the demon cultivators to seize the Biluohua.

She definitely couldn't use her identity as a righteous monk to take it away, otherwise she would be torn apart by other demonic cultivators as soon as possible and used as fertilizer.

Then... what if she disguises herself as a demon cultivator?

Thinking of this, Xiao Qing's eyes gradually brightened.

Yes.

Wasn't it because of that pill that Lin Qianli was framed as a demon cultivator? If you eat it, you will be surrounded by demonic energy, and there will be almost no other flaws.

And didn't she also learn Lin Qianli's very practical internal space...

Then it will be enough to pretend to be a fallen demon sword cultivator.

Xiao Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. If there wasn't something else going on here, I'm afraid she would be on her way back to Xuanji Tianzong now.

Or ask Uncle Qian Xun for leave and let Gu Junwu compete for her.

As if sensing Xiao Qing mentioning his name in his mind, Gu Junwu turned to look at her in confusion.

Now the competition in the foundation building period has come to an end.

There are two people from Xuanji Tianzong, one person from Tianqin Pavilion, and one person from Biyun Dao Sect.

No one expected, not even the people from Biyun Dao Sect, that their sect would be able to overwhelm other sects of all sizes to reach this point.

Nowadays, people in Biyun Daomen walk with wind.

For a time, Biyun Dao Sect became a very popular sect in the eyes of other small sects, and it was much sought after. For a moment, it also regretted that it had not selected more disciples to participate in the competition.

A person with five spiritual roots can reach this point. If they change to someone with three spiritual roots or two spiritual roots, wouldn’t the first crown be theirs?!

Other participants in the Golden Elixir Nascent Soul stage also had confidence in themselves, feeling that since Xu Jingrui could do it, they might also be able to get top three or something.

On the last day of the foundation building competition, almost everyone was guessing who would win the first place.

Some people think that since Tianqin Pavilion is the host, the top spot might belong to Tianqin Pavilion.

Some people think that Biyun Dao Sect might break out of the siege and become a rising star.

Some people even think that with two people in Xuanji Tianzong, the probability of winning the first place will be greater.

Today's competition was divided into two parts.

An Yue and Ruan Mingyun were assigned to a group.

Jian Yuandong and Xu Jingrui are in a group.

This made Xuanji Tianzong a little disappointed who wanted to see Xuanji Tianzong take the top two places.

Three or four will be decided in the morning.

Allow time for trimming at noon.

Compete for first place in the afternoon.

An Yue and Ruan Mingyun have nothing in common.

But after several days of competition, they all roughly understood each other's tricks and habits.

So as soon as you start, you hit the opponent's weak points that they are not good at.

An Yue's sword power was swift and fierce, but Ruan Mingyun did not miss a beat.

A fierce attack and a full defense.

It felt fresh at first, but by the end it became boring.

At the elders' seat, Chengen was angry: "Isn't this going to be a day of fighting?"

“Endurance is also part of spiritual practice.”

Qian Xun and Chengze were both calm, as if they had never made any bet.

The most nervous people in the stands were Gu Junwu and the others.

Although no matter who loses or wins between the two of them, the bet will not count as long as they don't win the championship in the end, but the loser always makes people feel a little bit.

After all, the winner always has a half chance of having the last laugh.

Half of the clear mountain...the altar under the moon...

Ahhh...

Xiao Qing looked at Gu Junwu who was pulling out his hair in a funny way, and couldn't help but comfort her with a few words.

Turning their attention to the stage again, one of the two attacking and one defending could not say who consumed more spiritual energy, but their patience should have been almost exhausted.

An Yue turned into an afterimage, almost enveloping Ruan Mingyun's entire body.

Xiao Qing thought it was an ordinary patience competition at first, but it wasn't until Ruan Mingyun, who was wrapped in the middle, began to shine, and the light shot straight into the sky, that she realized something was wrong.

At this time, Gu Junwu suddenly became excited: "I finally used it! Hum, let them look down on my Dharma cultivation. Now, let her suffer!"

Before Xiao Qing could ask questions, he saw the sky-high light softening and turning into strands of silk thread, wrapping softly around An Yue's body and sword.

An Yue's airtight offensive suddenly showed flaws.

The afterimages gradually disappeared, and finally turned into the figure of Cheng Anyue alone.

This thread did not control An Yue's movements, but slowed her down, and eventually a gap appeared.

And Ruan Mingyun also relied on this gap to repel An Yue.

An Yue pulled off the silk thread from her body with a sullen face. Unexpectedly, as soon as her hand touched the silk thread, it turned into fluorescent light, and she retracted her fingers as if she had been burned.

This fluorescence seemed to be immortal, hindering An Yue's actions.

In the end, An Yue only lost half a move at the hands of Ruan Mingyun.

From the excited Gu Junwu, Xiao Qing also learned that this was a spell she had developed on her own. Because she was not fast, she was more afraid of meeting opponents who were good at speed. Finally, after thinking hard, she developed it with the help of her master. This little spell.

When she came off the stage, An Yue suddenly felt the earth spinning, but she did not faint like before.

It's just that An Yue is now more confused about her future than that time.

She lost, so where is half the clear mountain?

She... is not going to become Yuntai's sinner! ?

No, absolutely not, she can't, she has to find a way... what to do...

An Yue looked at Ruan Mingyun's back when she left. Ruan Mingyun had consumed a lot, so she must rest...

Yes, that's right, as long as she loses in the end, right?

An Yue gasped, a hint of madness appearing in her eyes.

It’s over in three chapters!

I've been busy today and my wallet has been badly damaged.

(;;)

Come and give a red envelope to a child, give a red envelope to a child... There are also children who make a wish like me and say they don’t want money, but they want whatever they want.

I really want to say that I am a human being, not the bastard in the wishing pool.