My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 237 The Holy Martial World

"You got the wrong person."

In the blink of an eye, Shi Lan came back to her senses, shook her head slightly, and turned to walk towards the restaurant.

Due to various reasons, Shi Lan didn't want to get too involved with Confucianism.

As the saying goes, different Taoism does not conspire with each other, and her ideas are not in line with Confucianism. In addition, she and Lu Chengye just met by chance, so there is no need for a deep friendship.

Wu Lingkong raised her eyebrows slightly, but got up to follow without opening her mouth.

"Girl, please stay still, if you are being rude, let me..."

Seeing Shi Lan's somewhat indifferent reaction, Lu Chengye's heart tightened. He thought it was his disrespectful move that made people uncomfortable, so he immediately chased him two steps, ready to apologize.

Unexpectedly, he stepped within five steps of the woman in front, and a surge of true energy suddenly approached him.

A layer of soft white light suddenly lit up on Lu Chengye's body surface, enveloping him.

Bang!
A series of footprints nearly an inch deep were branded on the bluestone floor, and Lu Chengye retreated five or six steps in a row to stabilize his figure.

So strong and infuriating!

Lu Chengye looked down at the footprints on the ground, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, he didn't react at all just now, it was completely protected by the arrogance in his body.

Fortunately, the flow of zhenqi was not domineering and had no intention of hurting others. He was just slightly embarrassed and was not injured.

After calming down, Lu Chengye raised his head and looked around, but the two women from before had disappeared.

"Brother Lu, is there something serious?"

"The woman was so rude just now, she raised her hand before she even said a word."

"Those two women seem to be members of the Demon Suppressing Army."

"No wonder..."

A few scholars not far away came back to their senses and surrounded them.

Lu Chengye coped with it without saying a word, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

He has accumulated more than ten years, accumulated a lot of money, cultivated a noble spirit, gathered his literary heart in one fell swoop, surpassed Confucian scholars, stepped into the realm of literati, and his combat power is comparable to that of warriors in the evil realm.

If it was in the city where he used to be, this strength would be enough to disdain all directions and be famous for thousands of miles.

But here today, there is no resistance at all, and it will collapse at the touch of a touch...

"From the appearance of that woman, she should be Mr. Shi's...sister...or something like that? Otherwise, how could there be such a similar person in this world."

Thinking about the woman's appearance before, Lu Chengye thought with some uncertainty.

……

The sky above Xianwu City has always been shrouded by formations. No matter what time it is, it is as bright as day, and there is almost no distinction between day and night.

After leaving the restaurant and wandering the street with Wu Lingkong for a while, Shi Lan lost interest and invited Wu Lingkong to go back to rest together.

She doesn't really like wandering around aimlessly, it always feels like a waste of time, especially in such a tense situation.

Wu Lingkong rejected Shi Lan's invitation. She still wanted to go shopping for a while. It was difficult for her to make great progress in a short period of time. She really didn't want to go to retreat for such a rare relaxing time.

After accompanying Wu Lingkong to the Nishang Pavilion, the two separated.

After parting from Wu Lingkong, Shi Lan went straight to the house, she was going to sort out what she had gained from this trip to the Hall of Merit.

……

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The sect residence of the Saint Martial Immortal Sect is located in a stretch of mountains not far from the Immortal Martial City.

Before the establishment of the Holy Object Immortal Sect, this area was still a vast plain.

The first generation head teacher of the Holy Object Immortal Sect, with great supernatural powers, forcibly captured dozens of earth dragon veins as the foundation, and pulled nearly a hundred spiritual veins, set up a peerless formation, changed the world, created a top-quality spiritual land out of thin air, and established the holy object. The foundation of Xianzong's inheritance.

At this moment, above the mountain range, there is a huge silver gate with a height of about [-] feet quietly floating. Around the gate, there are layers of spatial fluctuations, and a stream of pure and powerful Dao rhyme flows wantonly.

Because of the portal, the formation above the mountains has disappeared, and the bright moonlight is like flowing water, swaying down.

"what is this?"

"This is the entrance to the Holy Martial Realm. The Supreme Elders seem to want to bring some brothers and sisters from the inner sect and your true biography to enter it for a period of time."

"I heard that there is a Nine Dragon Pool in the Holy Martial Realm. One day of practice can equal ten days of hard work outside. I don't know what kind of mysterious place it is."

"It would be great if I could have a chance to enter..."

A group of outer disciples looked up at the sky, discussing a lot.

Inside the mountain gate, on the top of a side peak, stands a quiet courtyard.

About 25 to [-] a year, a young man in a black martial robe sat in the courtyard, staring at the portal in the sky, dazed, rubbing a round and jade-like spirit crystal in his hand.

"Senior brother Shi, the elder is summoning you."

A young woman with a jade-like temperament in a long blue satin dress stepped into the courtyard.

Shi Feng raised his head and glanced at the visitor, then lowered his head and looked at the palm, looking at the spirit crystal that had been worn away due to years of caressing, he remained silent, his eyes fluctuating.

"Senior brother Shi, what's so special about this spirit crystal?"

Seeing Shi Feng's movements, the woman couldn't help asking out the doubts that had been hidden in her heart for a long time.

"It's nothing fancy, just a low-grade spirit crystal."

After a long time, Shi Feng exhaled lightly, tightened his palms, looked up at the shining portal in the sky, and said in a low voice:

"Junior Sister Fang..."

"Tell me to the elders that I will no longer enter the holy martial arts world."

"what?"

Fang Chan was stunned for a moment, and after hearing what Shi Feng said, her expression changed slightly, and she stepped forward two steps:
"Brother, please think again! Every time the Holy Martial World is opened, it will consume a huge amount of resources. Even you, in a short period of time, are not qualified to let the sect open the Holy Martial World for you again!"

Realizing that she was agitated, Fang Chan tried to calm down for a while, and then said:

"And I heard that Elder Luo has applied to open Nine Dragons Pond for you, allowing you to practice in it for one year. Practice in Nine Dragons Pond is ten times better than the outside world. With your talent, it is enough to step into the realm of Tiangang and surpass young people. A generation, even in the future..."

Having said this, Fang Chan stopped talking.

At that time, Shi Feng will be full-fledged, and he will even be qualified to compete for the throne of the next head teacher of the Saint Martial Immortal Sect in the future!

She didn't say these words, but Shi Feng knew it in his heart.

Shi Feng didn't speak, stood up silently, brushed past Fang Chan, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

"Brother... What's the matter, can't we wait until we avoid the limelight?"

Fang Chan turned around, looked at Shi Feng's back, and asked him to stay with a trembling tone.

The evil disaster is in front of your eyes, and Shi Feng's departure is very likely to separate life and death.

"I still owe two lives, and I must pay them back."

Shi Feng acted as if he hadn't heard it, he kept walking, he raised his legs and stepped out of the courtyard, a long rainbow rose into the sky, and went straight to Xianwu City, the ethereal sound fell with the wind.

……

On the top of the cloud, beside the portal, several figures stood out of thin air.

"Your disciple, it seems that some things have not been dealt with, why don't I arrange a guardian for him?"

A white-haired old man in gray clothes glanced at the distant Dun Guang, looked at the big man in black robe with a giant blade on his side, and spoke lightly.

"No, you make your own decision and bear the consequences yourself."

The black-robed man's eyes were calm, and he turned a blind eye to Du Guang who was heading straight for Xianwu City.

"You have taken in such a disciple for many years, and you have spent so much effort. If you are not careful, you die outside, do you have the heart?"

The white-haired old man shook his head slightly, stroked his beard and smiled.

"My Luo Xiuhan's disciple, is he a short-lived person? Even if he dies, it is his own fate."

"You are very confident. Shi Feng's talent is indeed extraordinary, but this temperament needs to be tempered more. At such a critical moment, he left the sect without authorization. It is a bit confusing."

The white-haired old man smiled and shook his head slightly.

"If you want to do it but don't dare to do it, if you want to do it but don't dare to do it, what kind of martial arts and swords are you practicing?"

The corner of Luo Xiuhan's mouth showed an almost non-existent smile, and he swept towards the streamer.

When his eyes moved to the distant Xianwu City, the smile on Luo Xiuhan's mouth suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were bottomless.

He had already asked the Daoist God to do a fortune-telling hexagram, and he knew exactly what Shi Feng's luck would be.

In Shi Feng's life, the biggest hurdle is now in Xianwu City.

(End of this chapter)