Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

After the personnel dispatch was completed, all members of Jiuxue Valley took off with their swords under Nie Yanchen's order. In an instant, the sky lit up with more than ten sword lights of different colors, flying neatly in the same direction. The scene was magnificent.

From Tu Nian's first point of view, it seems that his sect is not that bad. Although it is a bit poor, it is better because of its strong character. It may not be any worse than other sects. Even if the team has been gone for a while, the atmosphere Something didn't seem right, and my steps were unexpectedly slow.

"Don't you think it's a little too quiet?" she asked Song Chengming behind her.

"Really? I didn't notice."

The other person answered quickly, but his tone was a bit weak. Tu Nian was surprised and glanced back at him, only to see how stiff his face was.

what happened?

Tu Nian was confused, but before he could ask the question, Nie Yanchen, who was leading the team in front, suddenly turned his head. His eyes swept across the team, and then he quickly pointed out a few people, "You, you, and you, put your arms away." It's so tight, who are you trying to strangle to death? Release your strength quickly, don't delay your sword control."

Tu Nian was slightly startled and understood immediately.

Many of these young disciples in the sect are wielding swords for the first time. There is some novelty, but most of them are afraid. They have no sense of security, and there is no weight when pulling people.

The old disciples of Yu Jian are not afraid, but they are grabbing each other like octopuses, and it is difficult to control the balance. It is tiring to just control the sword without turning over and killing people, let alone chatting and speeding up.

But it is one thing to grasp the key point. Fear of this kind of thing does not mean that it can be overcome. Just look at the reactions of these disciples after Nie Yanchen finished speaking. They were afraid and pretended to be calm, but they did not have any strength in their hands. It did not decrease, and even showed signs of getting worse, causing several old disciples to almost fall over their swords.

Tu Nian originally thought that Song Chengming was okay, at least he didn't hold her back, but after Nie Yanchen said this, her waist also sank. She lowered her head and saw. This co-author is not one to live up to his expectations.

Tu Nian smiled helplessly, intending to appease him, but when the words came to his lips, his mind suddenly changed, and another interesting idea came up.

"hiss."

When someone exerted force the next time, she took a breath and said, "Men and women are not allowed to kiss each other. If you are so rude again, I will kick you down."

When Song Chengming heard this, he immediately shrank, and instead of using his palms to place ten fingers on her waist, he did not move his hands.

"Why don't you just touch it, and you will lose two more pieces of meat." He muttered.

Tu Nian turned his head to the side and looked over with a bad look, "I'll just count to three."

Song Chengming curled his lips, but still didn't let go.

Tu Nian raised his eyebrows, "Three——"

"Sister, please give me a hand or you won't feel dizzy."

Song Chengming surrendered as expected, begging for mercy with tears in his eyes. Tu Nian smiled evilly, "Why, are you afraid of heights?"

Hearing that something was wrong with her tone, Song Chengming immediately tightened the clothes around her waist in alarm, "What are you doing? I'm warning you, don't act recklessly... Ouch!"

A side slide threw most of Song Chengming's body, and he turned back to catch him. Listening to the other party's frightened and pitiful screams, Tu Nian stepped on the sword and giggled.

His movement was quite large, attracting most of the attention of the clan. Chu Qiurong also followed the sound and saw Song Chengming standing behind Tu Nian, with his arms half around her waist. His brows suddenly knitted together. Got a share.

"Song, where are you putting your hands?"

With a mournful face, Song Chengming withdrew his hand from Tu Nian's waist and said, "It's unfair. Tu Nian is clearly trying to scare me. I'm doing this purely for self-protection. Senior brother, how can you step aside?"

Tu Nian naturally didn't let him take the blame, and grinned at Chu Qiurong as he said, "This is my first time wielding a sword, just for fun, who knew he was so timid."

Everyone laughs.

"Little junior sister..."

Chu Qiurong was confused when he cared, thinking that she was shielding him, but Nie Yanchen understood Tu Nian's intentions and made peace with him, "It's hard to go out, they can make trouble if they want, as long as they don't fall behind." , Otherwise, if people treat you as a casual cultivator, I won’t help pay for the admission fee.”

"Promise not to let Master worry."

Tu Nian continued with a smile, as skillfully as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

"But I am really a victim..."

"I know, I know."

Tu Nian's perfunctory treatment of Song Chengming aroused another burst of laughter.

Song Chengming's protest continued. Unfortunately, under the deliberate guidance of this pair of masters and disciples, whether it was his feeble protest or Chu Qiurong's incomprehension, they were eventually drowned in the laughter of the disciples.

After this little episode, everyone made a fuss, and as soon as their attention was distracted, the fear faded away. Without their interference, Yu Jian's old disciples naturally became much more relaxed.

Many people realized the origin of the joke belatedly and cast grateful glances at Tu Nian.

The journey afterwards went smoothly. It took everyone less than an hour to arrive at Sanhuangjing before noon. After Nie Yanchen explained his identity to the guard at the door, the other party quickly took out some silver-gray coins from a delicate box. The small sign was distributed to everyone in the Snow Valley.

Holding up the sign, Nie Yanchen explained: "This small sign represents your identity in Snow Valley. With this sign, everyone can freely enter and leave the Sanhuang Well and our sect's exclusive residence. Similarly, only those who own this sign can , are eligible to participate in the competition, so everyone must keep this card safe."

Oh, room card and ID card.

Tu Nian picked up the small gray sign, looked at it back and forth, and then looked at it under the sun. Apart from the words "Snow Valley" engraved on it and some simple patterns, there was nothing special about it.

In terms of material, it is neither jade nor metal, and although it will not deform, it is soft in the hand and does not feel like an ordinary object.

"Is this thing the same for all sects, or is it just our sect that uses this dust?"

Song Chengming watched for a while, but didn't see anything interesting, so he asked her out loud.

Tu Nian put the small card into the mustard seed and shook his head to show that he didn't understand. The two of them stopped studying this and followed the team into the Three Emperors Well.

The Grand Competition is held every three years and is truly the top event in the entire world of immortality.

At this time, not only all the major sects will be present, but also many casual cultivators and powerful people in the world will come to take a look, and many shops will be opened due to luck.

The people in Jiuxue Valley were obviously late arrivals. When they entered Sanhuangjing, the streets were already crowded with people. Among the crowds were disciples of sects wearing different Taoist uniforms, and many casual cultivators in regular clothes. At a glance, I can't see the edge when I look over it.

The people in Jiuxue Valley were obviously late arrivals. When they entered Sanhuangjing, the streets were already crowded with people. Among the crowds were disciples of sects wearing different Taoist uniforms, and many casual cultivators in regular clothes. At a glance, I can't see the edge when I look over it.