Chapter 275 Chapter 275 Are you raising another dog outside? ? (……
After that, the world of immortal cultivation went through a long period of change.
The Xuanyun Sect was completely reorganized.
The original forces were broken, and the immortal sects also suffered turmoil.
The same is true for the demon clan’s territory.
The Demon King was already powerless and could not suppress these demons. At this moment, the world of immortal cultivation was undergoing a great change, and the power of the cultivators was completely reorganized. Some demons with ulterior motives saw an opportunity here.
Although the demon race is also very powerful and different from the demon cultivators, because the demon race develops intelligence late, they are fundamentally not as insightful as human cultivators. Therefore, to some extent, the demon race has always been suppressed by human cultivators.
The most important ones were the top group of human cultivators, headed by Jin Wei. At that time, this group of monsters knew how powerful they were and also took the old monster king's face into consideration.
So most of them just remain silent.
This time, they felt that the opportunity had come, and some demon generals had joined forces to rebel.
Trying to dominate the relationship with human monks.
This caused the demon tribe to be in great chaos for a while.
In addition to the fight between several demon princes, Cui Jiao, who had originally been chasing after them, had to return to the demon tribe to stabilize the situation.
The old demon king exhausted his blood and energy in the chaos and died of exhaustion.
The demon race has rapidly split in the past decade or so. There are teams of various demon generals and the territories of several royal families. Although Cui Jiao has the strongest talent, he is the youngest among his brothers and sisters.
Instead, he became a thorn in the eyes and flesh of many monsters, and actions against him never stopped until the monster clan's power was slightly integrated.
A demon general is trying to attack the world of immortal cultivation.
As a result, they had just decided who was superior in the demon clan, but on the other side, Cheng Hanqiu had already entered the late stage of tribulation after ten years, and was only one barrier away from ascending to the fairyland.
The cultivation of other monks also increased significantly.
His youngest son successfully reached the middle stage of the Golden Core Stage at the age of fifteen at an astonishing speed. I heard that this was the result of Yan Ning's deliberate suppression.
After all, becoming a cultivator too powerful too early will affect one's physical development to a certain extent.
The demon general here was beaten badly and suffered heavy losses. He was about to give up the world of immortal cultivation and turn around to try to become the king of the demon clan. As a result, Cui Jiao, who was hiding during this period, appeared and cleared many obstacles quickly and powerfully with lightning speed.
The scattered areas are becoming smaller and smaller, and a new king will be established.
And it was on this day five years later that the fairy world welcomed its first immortal.
Cheng Hanqiu finally broke through that barrier, successfully ascended to the fairyland and became the Emperor of Heaven.
It took only twenty years from the recovery of his tendons and veins to the ascension to the immortal realm. This time is enough to shock anyone.
Of course, most people also understood this very well. After all, Cheng Hanqiu had wasted too much time. Ever since the Heavenly Dao rules blessed by the golden light of merit began to operate, the merit that Cheng Hanqiu had accumulated directly increased his cultivation speed to the maximum.
Zhu Jingfeng, who wanted to catch up, was left far behind.
Although Zhu Jingfeng created a new school of ghost cultivation and became the founder of the ghost cultivation path to immortality, he was still too far behind Cheng Hanqiu in terms of years and could only watch him ascend to immortality.
Zhu Jingfeng kept comforting himself in his heart - it doesn't matter, her biological father is gone anyway, so if Ningning has any problems in the future, she will have to find a godfather, right?
Not to mention that Cheng Hanqiu is now a lone commander. Apart from him, there are only a few big guys who have ascended to heaven in the fairy world. Cheng Hanqiu is busy all day long, so how can he be carefree and happy?
But even with this consolation, Cheng Hanqiu's cultivation speed was really too terrifying.
What's even more terrifying is probably...
His youngest son is even more talented than him.
when--
when----
when------
Sword energy collides.
The crisp sounds merged into one.
A moment later, someone flew out from the ring.
Another man stood on the ring, holding a sharp sword in his hand, full of vigor and vitality.
"Which sect is this prodigy from?"
"Is this considered a cross-level challenge?"
"Yeah, yeah, they're really strong. They won all the way to the top. That's incredible."
"He's clearly just reached the Jindan stage, right? He was so confident challenging a disciple in the middle Jindan stage. I thought he was just exaggerating, but it turns out he has the real talent."
The unusual situation on the arena had already attracted the attention of the surrounding immortal sect disciples.
Today is the once-in-a-decade Immortal Gate Arena Tournament.
Only those below the Nascent Soul stage can participate in the competition. The rewards for winning the competition are generous. By the last day, the remaining ones on the arena are basically all cultivators in the Golden Core stage. Their competition is held at the end and is also the face of a sect.
The outstanding performance of the young people here has attracted the attention of many people.
"This guy seems to be from a poor aristocratic family. He became a disciple of a nearby immortal sect. I didn't expect him to become so famous. His name is Feizhi, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, it's impossible that he really won this fight in the end, right?"
They discussed.
Someone came closer and asked.
"This competition has reached its last day? Who will be the last day's defender?"
"The defender of the final arena, which is also arena number seven, if I remember correctly, should be from Qingyun Immortal Sect... Senior Brother Yan?"
“…”
"...Yan Ning?"
"Yes, so why does this person, who has such ability, still have to think of challenging Senior Brother Yan?"
As if remembering the fear they had felt when Yan Ning dominated them, a group of disciples shook their bodies and looked at Fei Zhi, their faces filled with wonder how this guy could be so pessimistic.
Fei Zhize wiped the long sword in his hand. There were still two hours before the next battle began, so he took the best pill quickly and sat down to regulate his breathing.
He had long heard that Yan Ning was a gifted child of destiny. At only twenty years old, he was the youngest Jindan cultivator in the entire world of immortal cultivation. Moreover, he was already in the late Jindan stage and was about to enter the Yuanying stage.
I heard that Yan Ning didn't want to participate at first, because the other cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage in Qingyun Immortal Sect all had tasks to do or were in emergency seclusion.
It seemed that Yan Ning had a sudden realization before, which triggered a collective reaction, and the strength of the entire Qingyun Immortal Sect seemed to have risen by a level.
As the instigator of all this, Yan Ning, who caused Qingyun Xianmen to have no suitable candidates to participate, finally signed up.
With his past performance in the small competitions held every three years, he firmly took the throne as the champion on the last day of the Immortal Sect Competition held every ten years.
But it doesn't matter.
Feizhi tried hard to regulate his breathing and suppress his inner emotions.
They were both chosen by heaven, so he didn't believe that he would be any worse than Yan Ning.
Yan Ning just has a father who is the Emperor of Heaven.
He is a monk who can challenge opponents of higher levels.
Although it would be a little more difficult to deal with those in the late Jindan stage, he still has plenty of tricks up his sleeve—
Besides.
He still has a big account to settle with Yan Ning.
Thinking that he was once a disciple of a big sect, but the world of immortal cultivation changed, Cheng Hanqiu settled everything, and countless once powerful families fell, and were scattered everywhere.
He also quickly fell from being a favored child of heaven and had no choice but to join a small sect nearby to try to save his life.
In the eyes of Feizhi and other aristocratic families, Cheng Hanqiu's family is a thorn in their side, and they wish they could trample them under their feet.
Feizhi has seen many similar families, and of course, has also seen many demon tribes with similar ideas.
There will always be weaknesses.
Feizhi thought viciously - when the time comes, he will use his early Jindan stage cultivation to step on Yan Ning, who is in the late Jindan stage, and then he will see how those rumors spread.
Two hours passed quickly.
Feizhi has already completed the breathing regulation.
He chuckled softly, getting a little impatient waiting.
Until someone next to him spoke softly.
"It's not good to take so many pills in the early stage of Jindan."
The sound was clear, neither soft nor hard, like the wind penetrating through the mountains, like the brilliant glow of the sky. It was breathtaking when you looked closely, but it appeared silently, blending in with everything around it.
Feizhi was surprised for a moment and took a few steps back in fright.
When he turned around, he saw a young man who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old standing behind him.
The young man was wearing a green Taoist robe and had a slender waist. He had no sword on his waist, but a gourd hung loosely on it. His black hair was like a waterfall, tied high behind his head with a jade crown.
Those pupils were extremely black and extremely clear, giving a very strange feeling, as if they could see everything clearly at a glance.
And that face, too delicate, but underneath that delicacy there was no aggression at all, just like the feeling he gave people, light and faint, as if blending into the background, appearing just like that, with a gentle and well-behaved feeling.
Fei Zhiben wanted to be absolutely sure of making a splash, so this was his first time participating in the competition within the Immortal Sect.
He actually has never met Yan Ning.
Yan Ning rarely goes out. In the past twenty years, he has read a lot of books and absorbed knowledge eagerly from various books.
This seemingly well-behaved and gentle boy is completely different from the fierce and fierce leader in the rumors.
"you--"
Feizhi reacted, he hummed twice, and then became a little angry.
"When did you show up here? Don't you think you're a little late—"
"A quarter of an hour ago, I saw that you hadn't finished your breathing exercises yet."
Yan Ning looked at the other person and saw the malice in his eyes, but Yan Ning didn't care.
It's just a disgust for external things.
I've seen it hundreds and thousands of times this year, and there's really no need to keep it in mind all the time.
Yan Ning raised her foot, and the aura around her was gathering.
"Early stage of Golden Core, I'm taking advantage of you. I'll also suppress my cultivation to the early stage of Golden Core."
Yan Ning turned his head, his cultivation had completely subsided, and an ice-blue brush appeared in his hand.
Compared to the fierce sword cultivator, he looks gentle and harmless.
Under the black hair, the pair of glassy black pupils raised their eyes nonchalantly.
"bring it on."
"Don't underestimate people."
Feizhi gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.
The protective magic circle next to the ring suddenly lit up, and the fierce attack rushed towards Yan Ning who was standing in place.
And under the ring, a group of people were arguing endlessly.
"When did Senior Brother Yan Ning arrive?"
"No, I don't know. I didn't see it either."
"I didn't notice it on the stage... but just now, a quarter of an hour ago, I seemed to see Senior Brother Yan Ning walking past me... Now that I think about it, it seems to be true? It's so strange, why didn't I react at all just now?"
"Could it be that Senior Brother's state of mind has improved again?"
"But we can't underestimate the enemy, right?"
"That's right. This guy is definitely capable of challenging opponents of higher levels—and he's even deliberately suppressing his cultivation. If something unexpected happens to him, who knows if the Emperor of Heaven will be furious."
"Well, although I really want to say that the Emperor of Heaven always keeps public and private affairs separate, but with the way he dotes on his children...it's hard to say."
He didn't finish his words.
With a bang—
Feizhi has already crashed into the barrier.
Yan Ning was holding a brush in her hand, writing some obscure words in the air one stroke at a time - it was a book of insights from ancestors long ago.
He stood there without even moving his position. His movements were swift, using spiritual power as ink, creating the most incredible contradiction for the cultivators. He protected himself from the sharp sword energy around him perfectly, and he himself directly knocked Feizhi away.
The force did not stop until the defensive formation shattered into pieces, cracking and shattering from the center outward. In a flash, it shattered into crystal pieces, and the person who was full of confidence just now fell out of the venue.
The noise stopped.
The countless words around were disappearing bit by bit.
Yan Ning sat on the ground without caring, waiting for the next person.
So, the monks who didn't know the true face of the Great Devil and were attending this kind of gathering for the first time watched Yan Ning wave down all the remaining challengers one by one.
Everything is over and the dust has settled.
Yan Ning let out a long breath.
I feel that at least I have given some explanation to the sect.
He took the prize, patted his butt and prepared to leave.
There was a figure following behind him in the dark.
Follow Yan Ning all the way back to the foot of Qingyun Xianmen Mountain.
Since Longcheng had become a large city, strange and bizarre things appeared every day. In order to appease the child, Cheng Hanqiu even built a house at the foot of Qingyun Immortal Gate for Yan Ning to live in and experience the various things in the mortal world.
This is beneficial for Yan Ning, who has never been outside.
And this place is naturally no longer within the defense of Qingyun Immortal Sect.
There is only Yan Ning's own defensive formation.
Yan Ning arrived at the door of her house and turned around to look back.
He held up the reward materials along the way, and changed from a young boy who looked like an immortal to a cub who was eager to show off but was very dissatisfied because no one was around him.
Yan Ning puffed up her cheeks almost instinctively and looked at the shadows of the trees not far away.
"Why are you following me, Cui Jiao?"
Under the shadow of the tree, a crimson figure stood there.
The growth rate of the demon race is much faster than that of humans, and their cultivation method is different from that of human cultivators. The stronger the demon race is, the closer their body is to their perfect state.
That is, the closer it is to the peak state that this body can perform.
So the demon who was only slightly taller than Yan Ning when he was young has now grown into a tall man, with black hair tied up with a ribbon, wearing a bright red robe, and his scarlet fox eyes make him look a bit demonic, but also a bit of his own cold and irritable personality.
Cui Jiao folded his arms across his chest, stood there and looked at Yan Ning for a long time. Finally, like a dog, he sniffed around with his nose, walked out, and came all the way to Yan Ning.
This person is too tall, and it feels very oppressive when he gets close to you.
Moreover, his face is too mature, making Yan Ning, the bright and cheerful young boy, look a little delicate.
Yan Ning unconsciously took two steps back, still holding the material.
"What are you doing?"
The boy's clear voice was tinged with annoyance.
Cui Jiao spoke slowly.
"Usually you always open the door before calling me, but you're being weird today."
As "arch-enemies", the two have had very close interactions over the years.
For example, when Cui Jiao was seriously injured in the chaos of the demon clan, he was picked up and taken care of by Xiao Yanning for a long time. Cheng Hanqiu had not ascended to heaven at that time, so he gritted his teeth and accepted him.
Cui Jiao has since become the new demon king of the demon clan.
There are more things to do and less time to meet each other.
It is very normal to only see each other two or three times a year.
The last time the two met was two months ago.
Yan Ning listened to the other party saying that she was weird, and blocked the door again without saying a word.
"What's so strange about that? How come you, a guy who only grew in height but not in brains, think so much? Go, go, go, I don't have time to play chess with you, whether it's on the chessboard or fighting, I don't have time, go, go -"
Yan Ning's clear, boyish voice was filled with a hint of disgust, and he waved his hand.
Having said this, he couldn't help but look at the other person's face.
Oh, why does this fox look more beautiful?
No, did he grow taller after going back this time?
Haha——Yan Ning’s body shape was basically fixed. Although he was relatively tall, he was no match for Cui Jiao. He was furious and got angry when he saw this guy.
After all, they had their wins and losses in other aspects, and it was impossible to determine who was stronger in any aspect, but only in terms of height, the opponent had the upper hand.
So angry!
I'm so angry!
Wait till he calls someone over and tells his dad to chop him off! Chop him off and make him a head shorter!
Yan Ning was still holding the prize with a look of disgust on her face.
"Do you think I'm happy to come? I just heard that you sent everyone in your sect into seclusion, so I came here to make fun of you."
Cui Jiao also chuckled and raised the corners of his lips. Every time he stood with Yan Ning, he deliberately straightened his back.
The young man, who was already handsome and handsome, was now even more radiant. The two of them stood together, facing each other, and no one's brilliance was overshadowed.
Yan Ning's face darkened when she heard this.
Yes.
The world of cultivating immortals emphasizes sudden enlightenment. Yan Ning, as a descendant of the ancient immortal clan, is also a darling of heaven. The boss of the immortal world above is his father, so enlightenment is poured into him like it's free.
It’s not enough that he just has an epiphany. Sometimes he becomes so powerful that he brings the people around him along with him and influences them.
This is certainly a good thing, but given various arrangements, it is really a waste of time.
Especially after the rules of blessing of the golden light of merit.
This time, Yan Ning single-handedly sent the entire Qingyun Immortal Sect into seclusion.
"Don't tell me, it's good that those guys are in seclusion. No one is watching you."
Cui Jiao chuckled.
Whenever he came in the past, those guys would act as if they saw a monster and would be extremely cautious with him, refusing to let him be alone with Yan Ning no matter what.
Look, didn’t we get along today?
Yan Ning kicked him angrily.
There was a small gray footprint on Cui Jiao's red robe.
Cui Jiao fought back by slapping Yan Ning on the head.
At this moment, a cold and arrogant leader of the fairy world and a young demon king of the demon clan are like two naive cubs, just like when they were children. You touch me and I pat you.
It’s a great pleasure to interact with you.
Yan Ning was halfway through kicking when he thought of something and raised the prize in his hand.
Hold your head high.
"Look, this is my prize, the first place! I am the first place again this year."
Ningning is so awesome!
Although Ningning had no intention of participating, once she participated, she had to pretend!
Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a waste of participation?
Cui Jiao: ...
"You sent the entire Qingyun Immortal Sect into seclusion. No one's bragging about it anymore, right?"
He chuckled.
He looked at the magic grass.
It is of excellent quality and is indeed something that the Qingyun Immortal Sect, which is composed of a group of people from Danfeng, would value.
He tilted his head.
"That's because the demon race can't participate. Otherwise, who would get it between us?"
"I won the last fight!!!"
"The last time before that, and the time before that, I always won!"
"I once beat you six times in a row!"
"Huh? Six times? Did you include the time we played chess? You tricked me into thinking I was a bad chess player back then. What's so great about winning three games in a row?!"
The two started arguing.
The heaven at this moment.
Cheng Hanqiu finished his official business and left the rest to Tiandao, looking at the condition of his cub in the water mirror in the center of the hall.
He watched the two people arguing and cheered for Yan Ning.
"Yes, that's it. Kick him! Scold him! Get him out of here."
Cheng Hanqiu was also quite speechless.
I originally thought that they were a generation of geniuses who would accompany each other and compete with each other, but these two little ones always quarreled when they got along, and were becoming more and more childish.
Moreover, this fox belongs to the dog family and can’t be shaken off no matter what I do.
What do those guys think of his cub?
Why are both of them not here?
At this moment, the quarrel between the two became intense.
They rolled up their sleeves, opened the yard door, and planned to go into the cabin to take out the chessboard to compete.
Unexpectedly, just as the defensive formation was opened, there was movement in the courtyard.
There were eager sounds of jumping and barking.
The two people who were arguing were interrupted.
The courtyard door opened, and a snow-white furry ball rolled out from the house.
Jumping and hopping around Yan Ning.
The sound suddenly stopped, leaving only the dog barking.
The snow-white ball stared at Yan Ning, and Cui Jiao stared at the snow-white ball.
Yan Ning looked forward with a guilty conscience.
So, the reason he was kept out this whole time was because of this little thing?
Cui Jiao curled the corners of his lips, and nameless anger rushed up.
He grabbed Yan Ning's wrist.
Pointing at the snow-white ball, he said hatefully.
"You actually have another dog?!"
Yan Ning: …
"No, wait, what do you mean? I've never raised a dog before, okay? Xuetuan is my first one, and I didn't raise him either. He's the spiritual pet of my new junior apprentice brother. He's in seclusion, so I'm taking care of him—"
What do you mean you actually have another dog?!
Are you sick?!
Yan Ning looked at the fiery red fox in front of her.
Cui Jiao didn’t understand his own feelings, but one thing was very clear - it was either him or her in this family!!!
And the sky.
Cheng Hanqiu watched Cui Jiao's actions and pinched the Heavenly Fa with a sinister look.
"You little fox cub! Let go! Stay away from my cub!"
Damn it, it’s so damn damn!
Is this bullying their kid? !
Watch me strike you to death with a bolt of lightning!
Tiandao just raised his eyes from a pile of things.
I saw the patriarch, who usually looked fierce but couldn't hold back when encountering his own cubs, throwing things into the water mirror.
Well, for the irritable Emperor of Heaven, this is normal. After all, he can't stand this or that, and it's common for him to punish according to the rules.
What did he throw?
Tiandao: Oh, it’s thunder punishment.
Tiandao: ...
Tiandao: ...What? What is it?
Heavenly Dao: …………………………&%￥#Thunder Punishment? !
Although it is your right, who the hell did you kill?? ! !
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