Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

Before the opening of previous competitions, each sect was allowed to go to familiarize themselves with the environment in advance, and this time was no exception. Since the chosen location for this competition was Sanhuangjing, which was not too far from Snow Valley, Nie Yanchen did not calmly greet his disciples to set off until the day before the competition.

Tu Nian had practiced hard these past two days. After taking an afternoon break, his nerves relaxed and he overslept on the day of departure.

She was in such a panic that she didn't even eat breakfast and rushed to the meeting point. Before she could join the team, she heard Nie Yanchen whispering instructions in the crowd.

"In this competition, no one will be left in the sect. Remember to bring all valuables with you. Swords from the sword cultivator, talisman papers from the talisman cultivator, and elixirs from the medicine cultivator are not allowed to be left in the sect. Bring them with you, and those who can’t be brought over will be kept by Nan Feng.”

"There is no need to bring the stoves for alchemy cultivators and weapon cultivators. They are too heavy and won't be able to fly later. As for medical cultivators, just bring them with you. There are only two broken needles in total. Not afraid of stealing..."

While he was talking, he did not forget to check the disciples one by one. At this time, he showed his responsibility. Which disciple was specialized in something, everyone remembered Men'erqing, and in the last thirty or so, no one was left behind. Yes, he checked it all over.

Over there, Jin Nanfeng just stayed where he was and watched him without moving. The two of them just looked at each other like this, and for a moment they really couldn't tell which one was the real sect leader.

"What? This is all."

Tu Nian couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he laughed secretly behind the crowd.

Chu Qiurong had been listlessly following the team, just waiting for her. When he heard her voice, he immediately turned back to look for her. When he saw her, he immediately became energetic. He frowned and touched her. around.

"You came so late, you must be lazy again."

Selectively ignoring his nonsense, Tu Nian crossed his arms and rubbed against him. Looking at Nie Yanchen's stingy look, he asked in a low voice: "Has our master always been like this?"

Chu Qiurong said sincerely: "It's really not the case. Master used to be quite generous in providing food and clothing for his disciples, but it has only become like this in recent years."

Tu Nian turned his head in confusion, "Why is this?"

Chu Qiurong smiled helplessly, "I was too generous and spent all the spiritual stones."

"..."

There were so many flaws in this answer that for a moment, Tu Nian didn't even know where to start, so he pursed his lips and turned his head back without saying a word.

However, just as the rich clan can be rich and ostentatious, the poor clan can also be poor in all kinds of strange ways.

Normally, when sects participate in competitions, they usually ride in carriages, boats or control animals. Although Snow Valley cannot afford these rental fees, because there are few people, they can choose to use swords with all members!

After warning about safety issues and counting the heads, Nie Yanchen stood at the front of the team and clapped his hands twice. After everyone was quiet, he announced: "I will take four, Nan Feng will take two, and the rest who can't wield a sword will find someone who can." Join us, if you can’t find it in the end, come to me to get a map and go on foot!”

As soon as these words came out, the more than twenty disciples in the whole sect who could not wield swords dispersed in a hurry, and each of them rushed to hug each other with their usually good friends. In the blink of an eye, every carrot and every pit were matched. There were only two slow-moving ones standing between the pairs of sword-wielding swords, looking helpless and desolate.

"Isn't it?"

The remaining ones were a man and a woman. The male cultivator among them collapsed at that time. He pointed at his closest friend with a condemning look and cursed: "You have a lustful heart and no conscience!"

Tu Nian had been working with the outer sect for a while and had met a lot of people. Hearing that this person's voice sounded familiar, he put his head in to take a look. After seeing his face clearly, he realized that this guy was really an acquaintance.

Song Chengming. Apart from her, she is the only talisman cultivator among the new generation of children in the Snow Valley, and is a late-stage foundation builder.

Because she and she signed up for the Talisman event together and are both contestants in the sect's melee, the two of them have been training together recently and talking about Talisman issues. After all, they have a pretty good relationship.

Everyone in the clan knew that Song Chengming was a very casual person. When he pointed out that his good friend didn't feel guilty at all, he just laughed "hehe" and took a half step forward to block the shy girl next to him and responded to him. Said: "Perfection is a virtue, brother, thank you for your hard work."

There are only about thirty people in the clan, and if there is something going on between them, it is only known to one person and the whole clan knows it. Seeing the three of them like this, everyone is like a mirror in their hearts, and they are joking, There was envy, and everyone became happy for a moment.

Only the girl who was treated miserably on foot was thinking about the journey from Snow Valley to Sanhuangjing, and she really couldn't laugh.

Seeing that Song Chengming was still joking with others, Nie Yanchen clicked his tongue and shouted to the two of them: "Why are you two waiting so long if you don't hurry up and get the map? Hiking is already slow, and if this keeps dragging on, I think you two should just stay here. Come down and watch the door."

"I'm coming."

Song Chengming said he was complaining, but in fact he didn’t really take hiking seriously. Nie Yanchen said hello and walked away. However, the other female cultivator walked hesitantly and looked at the crowd. What, until she saw Tu Nian and Chu Qiurong standing together, she immediately stopped.

"and many more……"

Hearing her voice, Nie Yanchen looked over strangely, "What?"

The female cultivator pointed carefully at Tu Nian behind the crowd and said, "Junior Sister Tu has broken through the golden elixir, so she doesn't need Brother Chu to take care of her, right? In this case, one of them can take one of us, isn't it just right?"

"That's right!" Tu Nian heard this and punched his left palm with his right fist, suddenly looking at Chu Qiurong, "How did we forget this difference?"

Chu Qiurong thought for a while and said: "Maybe... the golden elixir of less than sixteen is really too scary. I think it will take a long time for everyone to get used to this fact."

Everyone was silent. Yes, why did they forget about this too?

Tu Nian smacked his lips and didn't dwell too much on the issue. He fluttered his sleeves and opened his posture, and said happily: "Okay, then I will take this senior sister..."

"Senior Brother Chu, can you please give me a ride?"

Tu Nian's words were interrupted, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the senior sister looking at Chu Qiurong with a shy look.

Chu Qiurong was also confused, but even though he had thousands of reluctances in his heart, because the girl took the initiative to speak, he, as a senior brother, couldn't argue with her face, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Being glued to the girl, he secretly glanced at Tu Nian, which felt aggrieved.

Got it!

Tu Nian pretended to be deaf and shut up, staring at Song Chengming, "Why are you still standing there, come here!"

"Hey, here we come."

Song Chengming didn't pick at all. He abandoned the map and ran towards Tu Nian. Who cares who brought it, it would save trouble.

"cough."

Standing next to Tu Nian, Song Chengming cleared his throat and teased her: "Actually, it's quite fun. We both picked the leftovers and made a pair. Isn't this appropriate?"

Tu Nian was not polite to him. He crushed his foot with his foot and said with a ferocious smile: "Who is telling you 'we'? If you try again, I will be careful not to drop you on the road."

"Okay, okay, don't say anything anymore, let go!"

Song Chengming grimaced in pain, until Tu Nian showed mercy and moved his feet, he gasped and said: "Isn't this just a joke? I see you are anxious, you are so angry that you won't be able to marry in the future... Okay Shut up, really shut up."

The teasing words were shot back by Tu Nian, and Song Chengming moved his feet to the side in fear, showing a look of fear on his face.

The amusing interaction between the two fell in Chu Qiurong's eyes. The latter's back molars, which were already weak, were almost chewed to pieces.