Zhong Changyao faced many gazes, his heart surging with many thoughts.
Finally, he arrived here.
At that time, he waited for a long time in the Sword Realm of Jiange. He clearly suppressed his shame and followed Senior Ke's instructions. He actually encountered the Taiping Sword, but for some reason, the Taiping Sword refused to get even an inch closer to him, and he eventually escaped. After finally passing the test, he was hit by a sudden and devastating wind from the secret realm. Without the power of the Taiping Sword, he could only forcibly endure it. He was seriously injured and returned to the sect to recuperate for several days before recovering.
During the days when he was lying on his sickbed, he even began to doubt whether the story was true or not, and whether he could really become a god. But soon, a distant cousin who had separated from his family long ago sent him an unusual message, wanting to introduce him to Xue Lingxiu.
The cousins had not been in contact for more than ten years, but now they helped him at this critical moment. He did not disappoint his family again and successfully persuaded Xue Lingxiu to let him go to the Four Directions War together. This time there were no outsiders blocking the way, and the road was wide open and smooth.
Zhong Changyao felt the succubus's fiery gaze in the distance, smiled lightly, and the feeling of being in control of everything returned to his heart.
…Except that the power he represented changed from the East Boundary to the South Boundary, there was no other difference.
Until he glanced to the right and saw the familiar Yun Xian and the other two.
Yun Xian was giving him a friendly smile, even waving from afar. But why did Qiao Lingshan, standing beside her, have such an inexplicable look of pity? What was she pitying for? Feng Ye, standing next to her, looked bewildered, as if asking, "Who is he?"
Zhong Changyao's expression moved, and he almost couldn't hold it together, but he quickly returned to normal and gave a gentle and elegant smile in return.
who is he?
It may not matter now, but soon, the whole city will be filled with his name.
"Zhong Changyao." Xue Lingxiu waved her folding fan impatiently in front of him. "What are you looking at?"
"I didn't see anything, but my eyes kept being drawn to your carriage, Brother Xue." Zhong Changyao came back to his senses and said with a helpless smile, "The canopy made of thousand-year-old water deer antlers is so luxurious and rare in the world."
Xue Lingxiu was very pleased with the nice words, but she still said calmly, "That's all."
“…”
This side.
Feng Ye was puzzled: "Who is he? He carries a sword and is also a sword cultivator, why doesn't he go down the mountain with you?"
Qiao Lingshan: "A poor man."
Yun Xian said in an enigmatic manner, "Some things are better left unseen."
After all, as long as you have anything to do with Zhong Changyao, at best you will be slapped in the face, and at worst you will be recruited as his younger brother. The former may only happen once, but the latter means you will be used repeatedly, which is very unlucky.
Soon, people from various sects entered the scene one after another.
The power of a sect can be seen here. A truly powerful sect does not need to hide, and is not afraid of exposing its cards. Many characteristics, habits, and even trump cards of the leading disciples are known to everyone, and others can also exchange the information obtained with each other to prepare for future troubles, such as the person next to the three people.
The Bodybuilding Sect, known only by name, finally appeared. Standing before a group of muscular, dark-skinned men, the cold-blooded woman at the head of the team, with fiery red hair at the ends, was clearly extremely tall and imposing, yet appeared somewhat petite. However, judging by her position, no one would have suspected she had anything to do with these two words—
Passerby A gasped, "Isn't this Ji Rongxue, the eldest daughter of the Body Tempering Sect?! She's actually come out of seclusion?! I heard the technique she practices is the most superior Heaven-level technique in the sect, with bones as strong as steel and exceptionally ferocious. Her life-defining weapon is made from the spine of a Fiery Light Tiger Lion, so it can split seas and mountains without a problem..."
Yun Xian was also shocked: "It's so terrifying!"
Next came the old acquaintance Liu Shi. For some reason today (Yun Xian knew), he looked downcast, not as domineering as before. Following him were several Sword Sect disciples, all of whom were silent and timid.
Passerby A gasped again. "I didn't expect that this year it would be Sword Sect's Liu Shi who would take action. It seems the Northern Realm's ambitions are truly undisguised. You have to know that Liu Shi has been practicing the Killing Blade since he was a child. He has already mastered it at such a young age. His Dancing Wind Blade technique is like a wolf among sheep in a battle..."
Qiao Lingshan stumbled over her words, "It's so terrifying!"
Finally, there was the Buddhist land and the Hehuan Sect in the western realm. The Hehuan Sect was once again ignored because it was too unorthodox.
The golden light was shining, and the Dharma came to the world. Everyone saw a famous Buddhist monk with untied hair standing in front of a group of serious bald men. He had a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, and the robes on his body were carved with gold, which was too fancy and outrageous.
Passerby A frowned slightly. "Surprisingly... this is Qi Zhiye's first time outside the Buddhist land. Given his personality, can other monks really restrain him? You have to know that his Dongji Staff was a gift from Master Mingguang. Surrounded by countless merits, it has a natural restraining and purifying effect on demons!"
Feng Ye was taking notes frantically, not very proficient in his work: "It's so terrifying..."
"?" Passerby A finally couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and shouted angrily: "Hey! Little brats! You don't know anything?!!"
How long has it been this horrible, this horrible, this horrible?! He's been putting up with it for so long, considering his age. Could he at least change his words and not be so perfunctory?!
Seeing that the matter was exposed, the three of them slipped away quickly.
It just so happens that it’s the East Realm’s turn to enter.
When Yun Xian, Qiao Lingshan and Feng Ye entered, the entire secret realm was silent for a moment.
In the glorious procession of the three realms ahead, the figures of these three young men seemed so frail and so pitiful.
The leader at the front was dressed in a simple, clean and neat sword robe. He never lowered his head, and his eyes were heroic and shining.
It is also like the green pine branches, which remain unchanged even after frost.
The two people at the back had curiosity in their eyes but were not timid at all. They had straight backs, bright eyes and white teeth, just like green bamboos.
Thin, but not weak. Low in status, but not inferior. What is integrity? This is integrity!
You know, the public has a strange psychology, always praising the weak. After all, if they're not a threat, there's no need to worry about them getting hurt. The East Territory is now weak and on the verge of collapse, while the North Territory is still watching covetously. The child is in dire straits, yet he still insisted on coming. Naturally, he's become appreciative of everything about the East Territory.
Of course I won’t help, but of course I can praise.
If it was someone from the East Realm who coveted the North Realm, then there would be a lot to discuss. Just the fact that Yun Xian walked in an improper manner would be criticized three, four, five, or six times.
Everyone discussed it for a while, and after knowing that Yun Xian was a disciple of Jiange, their compliments suddenly became more sincere.
Although it is very popular nowadays to flaunt the noble image of slaying demons and eliminating evil for the people, monks still have to make a living. Who would want to do something that takes so much effort and gets no reward? But there are people who are willing to do it, and some have even done it for eight years.
Su Chi has been traveling for eight years, during which he has killed countless evil demons that have brought disaster to the world, and has experienced life and death several times, but he has not changed to this day, and he himself does not seem to take it seriously - looking at his appearance, you don't know what he can take seriously.
I don’t understand it, but I admire it.
When people think of the glorious history of Jiange in ancient times when it used all its strength to suppress evil spirits, it is hard not to feel awe.
A prestigious and upright sect, with its clear wind and bright moon, no wonder the sword cultivators it raises are so outstanding! It's just that their luck is bad, and they are in their twilight years...
"It's really not easy to be a swordsman nowadays. Look how thin the child is."
"This is called persistence. Only with a strong swordsmanship can one achieve the great path."
"It's really rare to find someone who can still maintain their original intentions."
Just now, the passerby A was mixed in the crowd. He heard the sincere praise and was stunned: "?"
ah? ?
Qiao Lingshan was almost ashamed of the praise. Turning around, she saw Yun Xian still standing with her usual listless back straight, with a shrewd smile on her face, completely different from the one she wore on her usual days when she was always thinking about something bad. She looked like a young and inexperienced person who had just started out. If she hadn't seen him picking his toes on the stone platform last night, she would have been almost fooled at first glance: "..."
Yun Xian always managed to surprise her.
After entering, four supervisors followed.
Since the winner of the previous Four-Party War was the Northern Realm, it was natural for them to announce the rules. Liu Chang, the Northern Realm's supervisor, wore a dignified look, his thick brows and deep eyes imbued with a calm indignation. His sunken eyes held a fierce expression as he glared at Liu Shi, who was looking around. He said hoarsely, "He doesn't know how to stand or sit properly. It seems his father didn't raise him well, and he's now embarrassing himself."
Li Peimei, a medical practitioner from the Southern Realm, raised her eyebrows and said, "Indeed."
Why are you pretending here? It's like no one cares about you.
Liu Chang: “?”
His face froze for a moment and he looked to the other side.
Master Mingguang from the Western Realm is chanting with his eyes closed.
Su Chi from the East Realm is practicing sword with his eyes closed.
The corner was filled with an autistic atmosphere. No one responded to Liu Chang, and he couldn't continue speaking. He could only stand up with a rage in his heart and open his mouth slightly.
Although he clearly did not show up, the people outside the venue suddenly heard a powerful voice coming from the air, as loud as a bell, carrying tremendous pressure. The scene suddenly became silent, with only Liu Chang's words echoing.
"Once you enter this realm, life and death are your own responsibility!"
“…”
Liu Chang's level of verbosity was probably below the six elders above Yun Lang, and on par with Ying Luo. Yun Xian tilted his head and summarized it himself.
The secret desert realm only opens once every ten years, giving the exotic beasts and plants within time to recuperate. Unlike the beasts tamed in the mountains by various sects for the training of their disciples, these beasts are feral, aggressive, and possess varying levels of cultivation. In short, your encounters are purely a matter of luck. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by heaven. Just do your best.
Killing monsters yielded monster pills, which were then used to calculate points. A Qi training monster pill was worth one point, a Foundation Establishment monster pill was worth ten points, a Golden Core monster pill was worth a thousand, and a Nascent Soul monster... If you encountered a Nascent Soul monster, it was best to run away first. If you ran too slowly, you'd die.
Of course, looking at the setting of these points, you can see that they don't want all the disciples to kill monsters, and the most exciting scenes of each session are derived from the following rule:
You cannot actively harm others, but you can gain points from them.
Steal, cheat, rob, no matter what the means, as long as it does not harm people's lives, then there are no taboos.
As for the scale of "cruelty", it is also quite subtle. If a person is beaten half to death or seriously injured and unconscious, as long as he looks like he is still breathing, it is not considered cruelty.
Although every cultivator is equipped with a life-saving jade talisman that can be crushed in times of crisis to give up the qualification to leave the secret realm, there are too many ways to make people not even have time to take out the jade talisman.
Therefore, every time in the later stages, a bloody melee is almost inevitable.
As Yun Xian listened, he felt that every word Liu Chang said had the words "Let you know the dangers of the world of cultivation" written on it, and the implication of adding fuel to the fire was overwhelming.
The secret realm will open after a while, and everyone will be swept into the turbulent flow and scattered in various locations in the secret realm.
After Liu Chang finished speaking, there was silence. The venue was once again filled with whispers. Qiao Lingshan touched Yun Xian's hand, unable to hide her nervousness: "Yun Xian, what if we are not in the same place later?"
Feng Ye also looked dejected: "Yeah."
In fact, they probably wouldn't be in the same place, but Yun Xian still patted her shoulder reassuringly and said with a resolute look, "We will meet. But if you encounter an unbeatable enemy, you must remember that warriors can kill..."
"I understand." Qiao Lingshan said firmly, "I will never bring disgrace to the reputation of Jiange!"
Yun Xian said in a deep voice: "You can also humiliate me."
Qiao Lingshan: “?”
Can you say it again???
Before she could jump up and question, the thick spiritual mist that had not dissipated for years in front of the desert secret realm finally faded in color and became dimmer and dimmer. At the moment when the seal was at its dimmest, a shocking sword arrow broke through the air, with powerful force, and pierced directly into the weakest point of the seal. With a loud clang, the seal began to crack from the center, and the crack inevitably spread out.
Liu Chang, who had only heard the voice but never seen the person, appeared in mid-air, flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly.
Master Mingguang also stood up immediately, his staff surrounded by golden light, covering the seal with a lotus halo, seemingly gentle, but eating away at it inch by inch.
Li Pei shouted, "Get the needle!"
Forty-nine silver needles flashed out with a buzzing sound and pierced into the seal with the force of a rain of pear blossoms. The water rippled again and light white smoke emerged.
Only one last blow remains.
Su Chi looked indifferent and drew his sword.
His sword was called Burning Moon, and his sword technique was exceptionally simple, without much complexity. With a flick of his fingertips across the blade's edge, dozens of powerful sword shadows instantly rose from beneath his feet. Following his slight tap, they whistled towards the Sealed Wind Slash.
Amidst the sound of splitting mountains and seas, the seal was forcibly broken, the earth shook, and the sky spun. The moment before Yun Xian entered the secret realm, his pupils were filled with the overwhelming ice-blue sword shadows, and he could not help but think.
One day, she must master this ability.
No. She was going to go beyond.
“…”
But the fact is that when people are unlucky, even drinking cold water will get food stuck in their teeth.
His vision went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a clump of green grass in front of him. The roots were still slightly moist, indicating that there might be a lake nearby. This was a rare sight in the desert. After all, it wasn't completely bare, and at least there was a place to hide.
She reached for the sword first, then turned around and saw Liu Shi and the ten burly men behind him, looking exactly the same.
There was no one around her, and no one knew where Qiao Lingshan and Feng Ye were teleported to.
Both of them were silent.
Liu Shi's eyes gradually became strange as he looked at her. In this suffocating silence, he slowly said, "I felt something was wrong with you just now."
The mask can hide the face, but not the figure. Moreover, Yun Xian's ears are peculiarly shaped, sticking out straight and crooked, just like his real self. And then there's his height, his hands, and his eyes, which are obviously clear and beautiful but for some reason look quite provocative...
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yun Xian stood still and said, "I can explain."
"What's there to explain?" Liu Shi was furious when he thought of the rumors spread about him. "Aren't you a disciple of the Sword Sect?"
"What Sword Sect?" Yun Xian tilted his head slightly, quite confused. "I'm talking about the Rice Sect. It's the one that farms in the southern realm. Farming requires spiritual energy, and the rice yield per mu is 18,000."
"What are you talking about? Do you think I'll believe it?" Liu Shi almost laughed out loud: "The tone is different!"
Yun Xian fumbled with his sword as he retreated without leaving a trace. He turned and ran, not forgetting to turn around and shout, "You know shit! It's normal for southerners to have accents!"
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