Goodbye!
Why is another senior disciple showing up?
Seeing Long Aotian silently retreat behind Jiang Xi, Fu Hongming frowned, looking at the coffin beside him with disgust, finding it extremely offensive: "Why didn't you let the sect leader take it with him just now?"
"We'll be flying to the competition venue on our swords later, and we'll have to carry this with us. It's such a hassle!"
Others: "..."
Senior Brother, just now you were clearly reluctant to part with Master, worried that Master would be alone outside after entering the secret realm, and wanted to take a few more glances at Master...
With a 'creak'.
Tianning came out of the house. She had successfully advanced to the third stage of Foundation Establishment. Her cultivation level was indeed different after the improvement. She felt refreshed and invigorated, especially after seeing Fu Hongming, her eyes lit up.
"Perfect timing, Senior Brother! Shall we have a fight?"
Tianning no longer calls Fu Hongming the "bad senior brother" who comes out at night, because apart from wanting to kill their master, Fu Hongming is actually a very nice person at night.
Fu Hongming: "..."
He silently retreated behind Jiang Xi and Long Aotian.
Long Aotian: Hehe—you've finally met your match, another senior brother!
Shi Qinxin hurriedly took out the competition uniform and helped Tianning put it on: "Quick! Quick! Junior Sister, we're going to be late!"
When his senior brother came out that night, Long Aotian resignedly carried the coffin and shouldered his own sword. He would definitely make a good mention of his hard-earned reward when his master woke up one day!
But the coffin was too big and couldn't fit on the sword. Before he could even fly on the sword, he felt like he was about to collapse.
"No need for all that trouble." Tianning took out a dozen flying talismans and speed-up talismans, gesturing for his fourth senior brother to put down the coffin. After covering it with the talismans, he sat down directly on it: "Senior brothers and sisters, hurry up! We're about to depart!"
Long Aotian: "..."
Which disciples are so filial that they sit on their master's coffin to go to the competition?
Besides Tianning and the others, Long Han and Wenren Yang were also late. They were so engrossed in reading the storybook that they stayed up for several days and nights before finally finishing the storybook that Tianning had given them.
When I opened the door and was greeted by the blinding sunlight outside, it felt like stepping into another world.
Long Han felt his mind was completely filled, he had never felt so full before, but Wenren Yang next to him suddenly let out a scream!
Long Han: "???"
"Today is the day of the Six Sects Competition, we're going to be late! We're going to be late!"
The two hurriedly flew to the competition venue on their swords, only to see the five people from Guardian Sword Mountain sitting in a coffin, whooshing past them.
"..."
What was that just now?
The six matches were already bustling with activity.
The first to appear was, of course, the host, the Fuxian Sect. Wenren Xue, among a group of Fuxian Sect disciples, was dressed in a yellow silk robe embroidered with gold thread, to show the Fuxian Sect's abundant wealth.
But no one noticed her at all. The cultivators watching from both sides just marveled at how magnificent the clothes worn by the disciples of the Fuxian Sect were, as every stitch looked incredibly luxurious.
Next up is the equally wealthy Dan Ding Sect.
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