Fast Transmigration Dog Blood is All Over the World

Chapter 239 Advancement all the way

Although Liming Xianjun didn't see anything weird about the wound on Qin Mo's hand, he asked Qin Mo to try to ignore it first.

Sure enough, after only a few breaths, the wound on the woman's hand has recovered to its original state.

If it weren't for the blood stains on the torn clothes, I'm afraid people would doubt whether she was injured or not.

"I've never seen anything like this."

Qin Mo stretched out her hand to touch the wound just now, and the place where her fingertips touched was smooth and smooth, without a trace of trace.

Since she entered the world of cultivating immortals, she has never heard of wounds that cannot be stimulated by external force and will heal on their own.

It's so weird.

Not to mention Qin Mo, even Immortal Liming has never seen him.

He saw too many things in Yu Ling that he had never seen before.

The mysterious and unpredictable ability of the opponent, and the means of displaying it.

However, right now is not a good time to think about the true identity of the young man in white, because Immortal Liming feels that the gap in his sea of ​​consciousness is about to widen.

He has to fix it as soon as possible.

Otherwise, with Yu Ling's ability, if he wants to make trouble, he may not be able to protect Qin Mou comprehensively.

"Cough." Immortal Liming still couldn't help coughing when he stood up, but soon he suppressed more discomfort, "Let's go back first. There are not many things, I am going to retreat and practice."

Qin Mo held onto Immortal Liming's arm when he stood up. Although she didn't know how badly the other person was injured, she knew that he wouldn't be as relaxed as he appeared.

"I'll be with you. I've experienced a lot during this time, and I haven't digested it well. Maybe this time we will have a breakthrough."

"Ah."

The two walked out while talking, and when they reached the gate of the courtyard, Qin Mo tapped her toes and flew back to the main courtyard with Immortal Li Ming.

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Immortal Liming was injured suddenly this time, and it was too late to go back to Shanlanzong, not to mention that he had already promised to retreat with Qin Mo.

So the two of them went to the mountain north of Anmen Zong after Qin Mo told their master and simply packed up their things.

Since the sect competition is a competition for newly admitted disciples from each sect this year, the presence of Qin Mo and Immortal Liming does not matter.

But it is said that they are retreating together to practice together, but in fact the two are not in the same cave.

There is still some distance between them.

So when the Zongmen Grand Competition was held the next day, Yu Ling immediately discovered that there were two people missing on the field.

But that doesn't affect her plans.

The young man in white is holding a brocade fan and looks graceful.

After yesterday's battle, Yu Ling has initially gained a nickname among these people.

But most people still despise her.

People are stubborn and believe in experience.

They don't believe that a person who has no spiritual power can easily defeat others.

However, compared to the suspected cheating by the Yinjie disciples, everyone is more willing to believe that Yu Ling used some magic weapon that everyone does not know.

Especially the fact that even some sect masters can't see through it, which seems to further support this guess.

Even when Yu Ling's figure appeared the next day, many people looked at her with greedy eyes.

But the young man in white standing in the crowd was not disturbed by these sights.

Today's competition is not just two, because there are still more than 200 disciples of the sect who are qualified to participate in the competition.

But at this time tomorrow, the final winner will be determined.

So today everyone will be fighting a wheel battle.

That is to say, after one round is won, the next round will be entered soon, until the last ten players are left.

The first opponent that Yuling drew today was a member of Gui Guzong.

It just so happened that it was the little junior that a certain disciple of Gui Gu Zong had mentioned to Dang Min yesterday.

The brocade fan turned slightly, and the young man in white raised his eyes, his eyes falling on the hand of Dang Min, who had been close to Dang Shen after the lottery results came out.

The red dot on the back of the other party's hand, which was originally the size of a pinhole, has become alluring, but the person concerned has not noticed it yet.

"It seems that Fellow Taoist Master Yu is really destined to my Guigu Sect. I just invited Fellow Taoist Master to have tea yesterday, and today I will have a discussion with my sect."

Dang Min intentionally revealed some unclear information next to Dang Shen, and as expected, he saw the latter frowned: "When did you ask the younger brother out?"

It's an angry tone, but it's a sense of maintenance.

This makes Dang Min want to see the two people suspect each other and create a rift.

"Brother doesn't know?"

Dang Shen exclaimed, then quickly covered his mouth as if he was worried about something.

"Perhaps Fellow Daoist Yu knows that there has always been a rift between you and me, so I don't want you to worry."

What he said was more intriguing than if he didn't say it, and it was clearly driving people in the direction of daydreaming.

"Since I know that you and my senior brother have always had a rift, why are you soliciting rumors in front of my senior brother now?"

Dang Min's wishful thinking didn't start again, because Yu Ling came back soon.

The young man in white's words were both straight and ruthless, like a resounding slap on the opponent's face.

When Min looked over, he inexplicably remembered how the other party looked before he left yesterday.

Those piercingly cold eyes are more frightening than the solid ice in the deepest part of the glacier.

He was not reconciled to being intimidated by an unknown little person like this, so he came prepared today.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ling only glanced at him lightly when she came back, and then she didn't pay attention to him again.

But before he looked away, the young man in white said something inexplicably:

"The Taoist mind of a cultivator is stable. If the mind is not correct, it will inevitably backfire on him. If fellow Taoists have time, it is better to take care of themselves."

After Yu Ling said this, he took Dang Shen away from here.

As they walked, Dang Min could still hear Dang Shen's words of concern for the young man in white.

At this time, he also received the news that the object of the lottery drawn by Gui Guzong's disciples was Yu Ling.

Facing the disciple who came to report the news, Dang Min said with some gloom: "Just do as you said yesterday, remember to do it cleanly."

If they are found to have been cheating on this kind of sect competition, they will not be eligible to participate in it for hundreds of years to come.

"Yes."

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

For Yu Ling's competition today, some people still set bets.

But the situation is slightly different from yesterday.

At least in the first round of the competition, many people watched yesterday's sparring and compared the strength of the young man in white and that disciple of Gui Guzong, and they bet on Yu Ling's victory one after another.

After the bell rang, the sect competition officially began.

After his name was pronounced, Gui Guzong's disciples and Yu Ling each flew onto the ring.

The two stood opposite each other.

"I have seen fellow Taoists, and I am a disciple of the ancient sect, who is a long-term disciple."

Chang Ling seemed a little nervous, although he didn't show it, he could clearly feel the other party's emotions at the moment from his eyes.

"Feixianmen Yuling."

It's still a mutual introduction session.

After the young man in white announced his family name, he stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

That meant to let Chang Ling make the first move.

This can be said to be extremely arrogant in a sect competition filled with talented people.

After all, no one can guarantee that he can defeat others, and this kind of time is not the time to pay attention to courtesy.

Whoever gives way is not for the sake of the other party, but purely because he has confidence in his own strength.

To be more serious, it can be said that he did not take the other party seriously.

But the movements made by the young man in white are so natural, so natural that no one thinks there is something wrong.

Even though some people felt that Yu Ling disrespected the opponent, these words disappeared in the opponent's subsequent performance.

Although Changling didn't expect that the young man in white would let him make the first move, he didn't just give way either.

After all, he knows his own strength.

The opponent in the previous game was actually of equal strength to him, and the reason why he won in the end was purely a fluke.

A person will not always live by chance, so what Chang Ling has to do is to grasp every opportunity.

Regardless of whether Yu Ling is really capable or just pretending, this is a rare opportunity for Chang Ling.

He practiced the way of the sword, and the moment his aura was released, his feet slipped lightly, and in an instant he took the tip of the sword and attacked the young man in white.

However, the sword energy did not contaminate the opponent at all.

Still that brocade fan.

It was opened at the critical moment, and then blocked the surging sword tip.

With only a slight movement of Yu Ling, the sword and its owner were bounced away by the sword energy just now.

Changling slid backwards uncontrollably, and walked for several steps before he managed to stabilize his footsteps.

He looked up, looking a little embarrassed.

But at this time, Changling suddenly felt something strange gradually rising in his body.

This strangeness began to spread from the dantian, and then expanded to the whole body.

Changling felt that his spiritual power had increased greatly, and even his spiritual power had reached a higher level than before.

So he held his sword and stepped forward again.

At the same time, an inconspicuous little bug flew out of the hand of an ordinary-looking man.

The sword energy was even more turbulent than before.

The little bug also flew to the young man in white.

Both sides are aiming at the same target.

It's just history repeating itself.

The sword still didn't contaminate Yu Ling at all. She just stood there without moving, and she didn't even open the brocade fan, but Chang Ling couldn't go any further.

The one that couldn't move was the little bug.

How it flew over, and how it flew back, returned all the methods its master originally intended to deal with Yu Ling.

This round ended even faster than the last one.

Everyone originally thought that Chang Ling would defeat Yuling after the outbreak, but the result was just the opposite.

Gui Guzong's disciples seemed to be fighting alone the whole time.

Because no matter what kind of attack he made, Yu Ling stood there motionless.

Until Chang Ling's strength was exhausted, the young man in white used the most unskilled tricks to defeat the opponent.

But this is not the end.

After Yuling won, she reported Gui Guzong.

The reason is cheating.

It seems to be the same scene as yesterday, but the protagonist of the story has been changed.

Regarding the little bug that flew up halfway, and regarding Chang Ling's sudden burst of strength, Yu Ling truthfully expressed her suspicions.

Originally, this should be a perfect murder method without any traces, but it left evidence.

The disciple of Gui Guzong who was in charge of this matter seemed to be bewitched, and he said all Dang Min's words in one go.

They not only let the worms secretly attack Yu Ling, but also quietly fed Chang Ling with medicine that could increase his strength in a short time.

Everyone was shocked when the news came out.

After all, no one would have thought that a second-rate sect would come up with such a low-level trick just to get the title of a first-rate sect.

Even Chang Ling looked unbelievable.

He is a newly recruited disciple of this class, and he doesn't know that Gui Guzong has already been rotten from top to bottom.

For three months, he paid the highest respect to his sect.

Even because his strength is not as good as others, he secretly hurt his mind several times.

But now he heard something, the sect he admired, the brothers he admired, would actually do such a thing.

I haven't recovered for a long time.

Looking at the elder brothers who were disqualified from the competition with ugly faces, and looking at the disciples who were also newly recruited this year and had already won the competition, an unspeakable grief suddenly surged in his heart.

"Sorry, I didn't know my sect would do such a thing."

Even though he lost to Yu Ling, he still apologized to Mr. Bai Yi.

Chang Ling was a little glad that he had lost just now.

If he wins, he will feel even more guilty than now.

But what happened this time also made him clear that Guigu Sect was not a place where he could stay.

"No problem."

The young man in white raised his head noblely, and then threw himself into the next competition.

Just passing by, Jin Shan touched Chang Ling's shoulder.

All the discomfort disappeared in that instant.

Although the elixir that Gui Guzong gave Chang Ling could indeed improve his strength in a short period of time, in the long run, it would seriously damage his cultivation.

Although he didn't know what Yu Ling did, he had an inexplicable intuition that the other party helped him.

So Changling made a bow with both hands, and bowed deeply to the back of the young man in white.

In this obeisance, all karma between Chang Ling and Gui Guzong was cut off.

On the other side, Yu Ling, who was once again standing on the ring, met a disciple of the Qianqing Sect from one of the first-class sects.

This time, no one bet that the young man in white would win.

This is the confidence that no one in the first-class sect can doubt.

"Ganyu Emperor of the Qing Dynasty."

"Feixianmen Yuling."

After the sound fell, the competition began.

This time Yuling still didn't make the first move.

She seemed to carry her arrogant attitude to the end.

Even the brocade fan that was always in hand was put away.

"Do you think she will win this game?"

The heads of Anmen Sect and Shanlan Sect, who were sitting above, watched the competition between Yu Ling and Gan Yu and exchanged words.

Although the young man in white has only competed twice so far, each one was impressive.

"not sure."

Three words, but it is enough to look up to Yu Ling.

If it were someone else, the head of the Shanlan Sect might all answer that it was impossible.

But when it comes to the young man in white, it becomes "unsure" with room for relaxation.

While they were communicating, the situation below changed again.

Others may not see anything, but the elders and heads of various sects can see that Ganyu is holding on and fighting with Yu Ling.

"It seems that this competition has come to an end."

The head of Anmen Sect stroked his beard.

Just as he finished speaking, the competition below was over, and Yu Ling won.

(End of this chapter)