Chapter 10 Why is it different
The next morning, Luo Ziyin was pulled up by Di Yange and prepared to take the qualification test.
After all, only by getting this kid into Jianxin Sect first, she can better commit suicide.
As a future villain, in Di Yange's view, it is absolutely no problem for Luo Ziyin to enter a small sect.
This is also the case for others.
So everyone flattered Luo Ziyin, whose face was full of depression.
"Does it still need to test the qualifications of Emperor Qingyang? Being able to enter that small sect is the supreme honor of that sect."
"It is said that Emperor Qingyang was born with immortal roots and has pure yang blood. That small sect is really lucky."
"In that case, Demon Lord Xiao Jue was also a disciple of that small sect. This small sect is really amazing."
"The Demon Lord is nothing. He is still suppressed in the ancient land by the Demon Emperor Di Yange, and he can never get out."
"Then if Di Yange dies, will Xiao Jue take the opportunity to run out?"
"Do you think we in the God Realm are all waste? If we can kill Di Yange, we can kill the Demon Lord next time."
"But the Heavenly Dao Mirror can only be used once..."
While everyone was chattering.
A disdainful voice rang out from the light curtain: "Waste spiritual roots, ordinary bloodline."
At this moment, everyone present was silent for a moment.
"Ha...haha, worthy of being the Qingyang Emperor, even if he has waste spiritual roots, he can...uh..."
"There must be something wrong with the thing that tests qualifications, how could the Qingyang Emperor have waste spiritual roots."
"Yes, yes..."
Everyone continued to flatter, but everyone knew that a waste spiritual root, no matter how powerful the skills were, could not ascend to heaven, let alone become one of the powerful emperors.
Even Luo Ziyin was a little confused, because in his memory, since he fainted that day, he woke up and was already in the Jianxin Sect. No one had ever mentioned qualifications, and he was still young at that time, so he did not practice.
I don't know when he started practicing, but he has been improving rapidly since he started.
Luo Ziyin was silent for a while, and said to himself: "Master and Senior Sister must have secretly changed my qualifications."
Although it was a bit far-fetched, this was the only explanation.
...
On the other side.
"Boy, are you going to take the test or not? If not, get out of here."
The disciple of Jianxin Sect glared at Di Yan Ge, who had a delicate appearance, and obviously had many complaints about her appearance.
Di Yange just smiled and said, "I'm out of luck. I'm going to break into the Sword Tomb."
"What? You're going to break into the Sword Tomb?" The disciples of Jianxin Sect widened their eyes in disbelief. "Don't regret it. Even if you're still a child, once you open your mouth, there's no turning back."
"Thank you for reminding me, uncle. I still want to break into the Sword Tomb. I have reasons to go."
The disciple who was called uncle couldn't help but twist his face a little: "Hehe."
After learning that someone was going to break into the Sword Tomb, all the disciples of Jianxin Sect gathered around curiously.
However, after seeing this child Di Yange, some despised him, some were disdainful, some were looking for fun, and of course some were trying to persuade him. After all, he
was still a child, how could he know the dangers there.
It is said that this Sword Tomb is an unknown underground tomb discovered by Jianxin Sect by accident.
Tens of thousands of people went in, but only a handful of people came out. Those who came out were either seriously injured or crazy. Even the leader of Jianxin Sect, who had the highest cultivation level, almost died in there.
After that, this underground tomb successfully attracted the attention of various forces. However, even the masters of the big sects almost died there.
In addition, they found that there were only some ordinary swords inside.
Gradually, those big sects lost interest.
This place also became Jianxin Sect, which was used to give ordinary people without qualifications a chance. To put it bluntly, it was used to show their righteousness, but everyone knew that ordinary people who went in would only die.
The onlookers looked down on them. "Di Yange wants to break into the Sword Tomb without even knowing her qualifications. It's true that
she has never been a content person since she was a child." "This... Emperor Qingyang can't enter the Sword Heart Sect again. If she goes to the Sword Heart Sect, what will happen to Emperor Qingyang? Poor Emperor Qingyang, he will probably be abandoned." "Is it true that Di Yange has never been a good person since she was a child?" "All of you shut up." Luo Ziyin couldn't bear to listen any more. Although Di Yange is really not a good person now, at least at that time, she had him in her eyes and heart. He always felt that she went to break into the Sword Tomb because of him. Luo Ziyin was getting more and more upset. He always felt that if he continued to watch, he would lose control, but he had to watch. He had to find out what happened. He wanted to know why his memory was different from Di Yange's. ... At this time, a piercing cry came from the light curtain: "Impossible, how could I be a useless spiritual root. I want to join the Sword Heart Sect. I beg you to accept me as your disciple." The disciple of the Sword Heart Sect looked at the somewhat wolfish boy in front of him with contempt, and pointed at Di Yange and said: "A useless spiritual root still dares to join our Sword Heart Sect. You can learn from that kid and go to the Sword Tomb. As long as you can survive and take a sword out of the Sword Tomb, you will be the direct disciple of the elder of the Sword Heart Sect." "Sword Tomb? I'll go." The boy turned his head and looked over. At a glance, he saw the most dazzling boy in the crowd. After seeing her face clearly, he felt that she was very unpleasant for no reason. And Di Yange also saw him. The other person was about twelve years old, wearing a somewhat tattered black brocade dress, with all his hair tied up, with a few strands of hair a little messy, but he had an upright posture and handsome features. Although he had not grown up yet, he already had an undisguised sharpness. This should be the hero Xiao Jue. She smiled at him slightly, full of suicidal provocation. "Humph." Xiao Jue snorted contemptuously. Wanting to please him and let him take care of her in the sword tomb was simply a dream. ...
Outside the light curtain, the immortals watching could not help but speak.
"This... They flirted with each other when they first met. It turns out that this pair of demons are not good people."
"By the way, do you know why Di Yange wanted to suppress Xiao Jue in the ancient land? Obviously, they are both demons, shouldn't they sympathize with each other and harm the world together? If the two of them join forces, it is estimated that the nine heavens and ten worlds cannot trap them."
"This... Although both of them are not good people, it seems to be the truth."
"Actually, I know, it is said that this is for love..."
With a bang.
Di Yange angrily slapped her throne, making it shake the sky: "What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of relationship can there be between me and that Xiao Jue?"
Although she was indeed handsome and admired by countless people, she and Xiao Jue disliked each other from the beginning. How could there be any bullshit relationship?
The problem is that people often misunderstand her. Thinking about it now, I am still very angry.
The man was aggrieved and a little scared: "Emperor, I... I didn't say that you and the Demon Lord had a relationship. I meant that you once had a relationship for a fairy..."
Speaking of this, Di Yange finally remembered.
At first, Xiao Jue wanted to have a harem, so in order to commit suicide, she wanted to kill him, intending to irritate him and do something good at the same time. In the end, she failed to kill him, and she didn't know who spread the rumor that they were having an affair.
Of course, there was something even more outrageous. It
was said that she would not let go of any good-looking man or woman.
After a brief silence, everyone went crazy on the spot.
And Di Yange felt the gaze of being peeped at again.
After she glared back, she finally calmed down.
It's just a rumor, she was going to commit suicide, why should she be angry.