I go crazy, you offer sacrifice to the heavens, the anti-involution in the cultivation world

She stroked the torn wound and suddenly began to believe what the woman said.

Nie Baili found the elder who managed the book collection on the second floor and asked if there was a stone with complete records.

Nowadays, all major sects use stone records to prevent the leakage of secret manuals and skills.

Paper books are few and far between.

Only the Qingxiao Sect still retains the habit of using paper books in order to demonstrate its status as the number one sect.

But most of them are backed up with the book stone, which provides double protection.

The elder told her:

"No, this volume of records has been missing pages since I took over the library, and the records on the book stone are also incomplete."

Nie Baili thanked him and left the second floor.

Hua Shengsheng and the other two were sitting in a circle, looking down at the records on the scroll on the ground.

Nie Baili leaned over and asked, "Did you find it?"

Ji Yan moved to the side, and the four of them formed a circle.

Let’s all look at Volume 7.

After dozens of breaths, Nie Baili still couldn't see the problem.

“Isn’t this a record of wins and losses?”

Hua Shengsheng raised his hand: "Don't make noise, I'm thinking."

Several people shut up immediately.

After a moment, Hua Shengsheng spoke with confidence:

"I understand. Senior Brother Qu wants us to learn from his style back then!"

Gui Jianchou poured cold water on him: "He fought nine times that year and lost five times. In the end, he didn't even get into the inner sect."

Where does the style come from?

Nie Baili didn't quite understand what Qu Fengshi meant.

"Forget it, we've already seen it, let's just go and sign up with him!"

The group went back again.

On the way, Gui Jianchou asked intentionally or unintentionally:

"Where did you go just now?"

Nie Baili raised his chin:

"Let's go to the second floor and take a look. I've never seen such a large library. It's worthy of being the Qingxiao Sect. Even the library is so grand!"

Guijianchou was a little skeptical.

She was the one who took the lead in going to the library, but she seemed to have other plans.

Nie Baili really didn't intend to tell his friends about traveling back to his previous life and the demon slavery.

It's not distrust.

But it's too outrageous!

No way to start.

...

Qu Fengshi now gets a headache whenever he sees these four people.

It just so happened that Master Lu Chuyan was there too, and all the troublemakers crowded into the room.

Nie Baili took the lead:

"Brother, we found the seventh volume and saw your record, so we still plan to sign up!"

As soon as these words came out, the tea in Lu Chuyan’s mouth suddenly became hot.

In order to persuade these fellow disciples to quit, the good disciple actually exposed his own scars?

Lu Chuyan will always remember how her high-spirited disciple’s morale plummeted after he participated in the sect competition.

The song came at the right time, but was born at the wrong time.

He didn't blame his master for being only an outer sect manager.

He doesn’t blame limited resources.

He only blamed himself for not working hard enough and failing to enter the inner gate, and instead made his master a laughing stock.

The three words "Qu Fengshi" once became a synonym for having lofty ambitions but a lowly life.

But now he can face his past.

He said sincerely:

"The Ten Thousand Sects Competition includes not only disciples from the inner sect of Qingxiao Sect, but also elites from hundreds of sects."

"If I lose, it will be recorded in the sect's records and I will become a laughing stock forever."

As he spoke, his fists began to tremble.

The crown prince of a country entered Taoism at a young age, and after a hundred years of practice, he achieved the golden elixir and enjoyed great glory.

Now, three hundred years have passed, and his cultivation is still stagnant at the Golden Elixir stage.

It is conceivable how much of a shadow the elite group of Qingxiao Sect's inner sect and their disciples cast on him!

When Hua Shengsheng heard the words "engraved in the sect records", his eyes lit up and he jumped up from his chair:

"What? Brother, you mean that even if I don't win a single match, the three words Hua Shengsheng can still be engraved on the Qingxiao Sect's files??!"

The tone of voice is as excited as it can be.

The only thing missing is to have "I want to be famous" engraved on his forehead!

Qu Fengshi: “…”

Lu Chuyan spat out the tea in her mouth!

What a shameless disciple.

he likes!

"That's right, even if you lose, you can still be engraved into the Qingxiao Sect's files!"

Hua Shengsheng is more determined:

"Brother, there is no point in talking any more. I want to sign up!"

Soon, the names of the four people appeared on the registration list.

Hua Shengsheng was so happy that he almost went crazy.

Raise your hands when you go out:

"Mom and Dad, our son has made great progress! The name Hua Shengsheng will soon go down in history!!!"

Ji Yan didn't understand and asked Nie Baili:

"Is being notorious considered famous?"

Nie Baili tilted his head, looking innocent:

"Well, why not?"

Ji Yan's worldview was once again refreshed by the human monks:

"Who lied to my father and said that the human race is the most shameless?!"

The news that the four were going to participate in the sect competition quickly spread throughout the outer sect.

Everyone laughed and made sarcastic remarks on the surface, but they were extremely envious in their hearts.

Some people have even followed the trend and secretly signed up!

I really want to participate, but I’m afraid of being embarrassed. What should I do?

Qu Fengshi’s head is about to explode!

So many disciples followed suit and signed up, but not all of them are as shameless as Hua Shengsheng!

So he simply screened on his own.

Fight him for ten moves first.

Otherwise, registration is not allowed.

He did this to protect the self-esteem of these little brats.

It's better than being stepped on by the inner disciples on the field.

But there are always some weak ones who rebel.

A thirteen-year-old outer sect disciple of Fu Feng tried three times in a row, but each time he could only survive seven or eight moves from him.

But still refused to give up.

After the fourth talisman was burned, her eyes were red and her voice was trembling as she begged:

"Brother, can you let me try again? I really, really want to participate in the sect competition."

Qu Fengshi put away his sword:

"You can't even beat me, what will you do if you meet inner disciples from other sects in the competition?"

The girl lowered her head, tears streaming down her face.

"You think it's just a competition, but it's actually a contest between sects! If you lose, not only will the inner disciples think you are redundant, but other sects will also use Qingxiao Sect's reputation to make trouble!"

"Who among you has the courage to take on this responsibility?"

The disciples who were still in high spirits were instantly poured a bucket of cold water.

They are all outer disciples who just joined the sect this year.

I was still immersed in the fantasy that 'I had a bad fate and had to go to the outer sect'.

I haven't had any contact with the inner sect, so I don't know the difference in strength.

They all dream of making a splash in the sect competition and then being accepted into the inner sect.

But the elders and the clan leader are not fools. If someone had real talent, they would have entered the inner gate long ago instead of trying hard to break in!

The result was that he was unable to recover from the sect competition and his second half of life was ruined.

The talisman in the talisman girl's hand was almost broken.

Not reconciled.

I'm really not willing to give in.

Why does everyone tell her, 'You are weak in talent', 'You should behave yourself', 'Don't go out and embarrass yourself'.

But...how do you know if you can break the wall if you don't hit it?

You will never be ashamed if you don't try.

But you will never know the gap between yourself and others!

Tears flowed down like a broken string.

Cen Ying looked up suddenly under the accusatory gazes of others:

"I...I want to try again!"

Qu Fengshi seemed to see himself back then.

But so what?

He hit his head against the wall, but couldn't break it!

"Test what? Test how much face you can lose, test whether you can lose to an outer sect disciple whose sect is weaker than Qingxiao Sect, test whether any inner sect elder will take a liking to you?"

"It's better to dream!"

......

The sun was shining brightly in the attic, but all the disciples present had cold hands and feet.

A feeling of resignation permeated the hearts of these "chosen ones".

But someone dares to break all this!

"I dare!"

The firm voice dispelled the haze in my heart.

In the sunshine, the girl rushed in with a step that showed she didn't care about anyone.

"I dare to take this responsibility!"

"Today I am proud of the sect, tomorrow the sect will be ashamed of me. This is not contradictory!"

"Besides, since Qingxiao Sect dares to take something like this from me, they should be prepared to be humiliated at any time!!"