Chapter 157 Avoiding War is the Best Way

Jun Chao hugged him and patted his head, "Of course you are different now. You are my favorite baby, so of course I have to take the best care of you."

"You are enough for me. I don't need other spiritual pets."

Bei Qi coiled on He Cen's shoulder, "Baby, you don't want to raise a spiritual pet, okay? Just let you touch your teacher's big tail, we don't raise those~"

The little sword spirit nodded stupidly, "Okay, I don't keep a pet spirit."

If He Cen were to raise such a well-behaved and adorable little sword spirit as a pet, it would be a good deal for that little thing to sign a contract with him. The masters have such a strong possessiveness that they would definitely not allow any other little toys to steal the little sword spirit's attention.

Besides, he likes furry things in the first place. If he gets a pet he likes in the future, he will play with it all day long, and he will definitely have even less time to spend with them.

He Cen must not be allowed to be occupied by some messy things. Bei Qi himself was born a demon cultivator. It is not enough for him to be jealous of others, but he has to be jealous of those furry creatures as well. The Demon King will probably be so angry that he will die.

Several masters had a lot of little thoughts in their minds, but He Cen was the only one who was simple-minded and didn't think much about it. Although he liked Mao Rongrong very much, he just obeyed the master's orders since he didn't allow him to keep him.

It is very rare for the great secret realm to be opened, so all the prominent cultivators in the world of cultivation have come. The open area of ​​Jiuzhou Lantai is a vast mountain forest area. When the time comes, the entrance to the secret realm will be opened in the open space in the valley here. There must be a lot of cultivators entering at the beginning. Jun Chao and others do not intend to be the first to enter.

He pulled He Cen back a little and said, "We'll go in the next day."

"Let's stay here for one night and see if anything unexpected happens."

He Cen said "OK" quietly, but in his heart he was still impressed by the steadiness and prudence of the masters.

The opening time of the secret realm is not so punctual. After all, five hundred years is not a short time. It is normal for the opening time to fluctuate by ten to fifteen days.

What cultivators have the most is patience. When it comes to seizing opportunities, it depends on who has a stable character. They, the master and his disciples, have the Ghost King Wen Qing with them. His puppet spies are spread all over the land, and the information network is spread out. Even if they just stay still, they can basically know everything.

He Cen, a simple little sword spirit, does not need to worry too much. His masters will take care of the brainwork and he just needs to wait on the side.

This time, Fairy Yun Fei from the secret realm also brought Jiao Wanqing with her. He Cen was quite surprised when he saw them. "Her health is getting worse and worse. Isn't it a bit too risky to bring her into the secret realm?"

Jun Chao also frowned, "Hehe, can you still see the luck of other people now?"

He Cen looked towards Fairy Yun Fei and spoke after a while, "It's a little too far away. I can't see clearly, but I can feel it."

"Fairy Wanqing's luck hasn't changed much. It seems to be suppressed, but it hasn't gotten better either."

"Besides her, the luck of several other people seems to be not very good..."

He looked around and suddenly frowned slightly, "Master, it seems that one of the younger generations of your fox clan is also plagued by bad luck. It doesn't look like everything is going well for them."

Bei Qi looked in the direction of his gaze. There were many branches of the fox clan, but there were very few nine-tailed foxes like Bei Qi. The young fox that He Cen mentioned only had the strength of three tails. He looked weak and was a gray fox that was not very favored.

No matter where you are, there is a sense of competition. The demon race is not necessarily better than the human race, and the struggle within this family is also very complicated.

He Cen pointed at him, because the young fox was close, he could see the luck on his body clearly.

"Do you want to see it, Master?"

Bei Qi had already leaned his foxy head over, and He Cen's sea of ​​consciousness was completely open to the four masters. He had given them a copy of his memory, and there was nothing left to hide. Anyway, they all knew everything they should and shouldn't know.

The sword spirit's eyes are different after all. The fortune he can see is quite obvious. Bei Qi was a little surprised when he saw it.

It seemed as if he had never expected that the resentment held by the little gray fox demon would be even heavier than that of Jiao Wanqing. How much grievance and torture must it have suffered?

Unfortunately, we are about to enter the secret realm, and Bei Qi cannot care about it. He has not yet recovered his human form, so it is best to avoid everything.

Jun Chao and his men were also worried. "It seems that quite a few people have sneaked in this time. He He must be very careful. There are many masters after entering the secret realm. You have just recovered your original strength, so be careful."

He Cen also knew his current strength. He could still compete with those in the same realm, but if he met a Yuanying Huashen, it would still be very scary.

Besides, after breaking his sword once, he only had about ten years to recuperate, which was still too short. Even if he wanted to be in the spotlight this time, he had to stay away and not take any risks.

"Okay, I've remembered it all. When the time comes, it's best to avoid fighting. Let's find the things first."

No matter how many warnings I give, it doesn't matter. After all, the risk factor of Kyushu Lantai is quite high. I'm afraid that many people will be killed or injured if we go in this time.

Some immortal sects and demon sects are about to start a fight outside. Once they get inside, the fight is likely to be even more intense. This kind of conflict is inevitable, and even Jun Chao and Bo Lou are in no position to stop anything.

After all, if people do not work for themselves, heaven and earth will destroy them. How can there be peace on the road of cultivation? How can we cultivate without grabbing resources?

It just looked too brutal, and He Cen still found it a little difficult to adapt.

After all, it was still a challenge for the little sword spirit to enter the largest secret realm right away, since he had never properly entered the secret realm for trials.

The entrance to the secret realm is not wide open. The demon disciples who enter at the beginning will kill the immortal disciples at the door. This kind of thing is very common, so basically everyone will start fighting at the door.

The high-level monks attacked fiercely, and many low-level disciples died instantly when they couldn't dodge.

The master and his disciples waited until the next day when the fighting was not so intense before entering.

As soon as he entered, He Cen felt a huge suction force separating him from his masters.

After falling, he was dropped to the edge of an inconspicuous stone forest.

This battle was like entering a huge stone maze. Countless monks were dispersed and entered from different entrances.

He Cen thought to himself that with his IQ, if he were to go through the maze alone, he would surely get stuck in it. Should he just stand there and wait for his master to come and find him?

With the help of the two little things, Jixiang and Ruyi, other monks could not get close to Hecen, but they were not far away. Just across the wall, the little sword spirit could hear all kinds of people talking.

There were also those monks who drew their swords and stabbed each other when they had a disagreement. Soon, we heard various screams and several of them died.

He Cen patted his chest and squeezed the Qianyinling in his hand, "Master, are you okay?"

The Thousand Sound Bell was refined by Bo Lou and was passed to him first. After Lord Demon heard his voice, he came directly to him in less than half an incense stick of time.

He stood on the top of the stone forest wall and stretched out his hand directly to He Cen, "He He, come up."