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

Immediately a disciple shouted:

“Run! You’re causing trouble for innocent people!”

Suddenly, the crowd below the stage became even more chaotic than on stage.

Shen Wuyue and Shui Zongzhu both stretched their necks to watch the game on the stands and had no hands free to look after the disciples below.

The domain dissipated, and a snow wall rose from the ground, smashing through the purple poisonous fog and rushing straight towards the barrier.

But at the moment the two collided, the snow wall disappeared.

All that was left was snowflakes falling all over the sky.

"What the hell! Are you doing a magic trick?"

"Snowing!"

"Oh my god, how did you do that?"

Nie Baili stretched out his hand, and snowflakes fell on his palm and turned into points of spiritual energy that dissipated in the air.

The ground is still clean and tidy, without a trace of water mist.

Everyone quickly shifted their attention to the stage; the field disappeared, but the eldest brother was still standing.

The other senior brother fell to the ground, blood flowing from his heart.

"Qian Yan?! Quick, help him down!!"

"slow!"

Shui Qianyan covered her chest and slowly stood up, staggering two steps before standing up with difficulty.

"No need."

Even if he lost, he still wanted to retain the last bit of dignity.

"If you are not as skilled as others, you will be defeated."

Shen Ji really wanted to say, "I'm afraid you're not as strong as others."

Thinking about his own personality, he still said:

"Concession."

Only they themselves know how hypocritical they are.

After all, Qingxiao Sect managed to retain its number one position for ten thousand years.

The other sects could not be said to be disappointed.

If they lose once or twice, they will not accept the defeat.

After losing for a few hundred years, they will learn from their mistakes and become braver.

If you keep losing, just treat it as a traditional custom.

competition is over.

All the major sects should also leave.

Especially the Biluo Sect, they didn’t want to stay any longer and left immediately.

After Shen Ji won, he wanted to see the reaction of the junior sister.

As a result, I saw her pulling her little friend and running in one direction.

Where to go?

It's not in the direction of the dining hall?

Nie Baili dragged the four people along and ran wildly:

"Hurry up, we have to clean up the Holy Son's room before he comes back!"

When the five people arrived at the place, they opened the storage ring directly.

The bedding, shoes issued by Qingxiao Sect, lampstands, and cushions were all thrown into the storage ring!

Even the wardrobe and bed are not spared!

In the end, only the four walls and the roof were left in the room.

Not even a speck of dust was left!

If it weren't for the fact that he had to pay compensation for damaging public property, Nie Baili would have wanted to dig up all the floorboards that the Holy Son had stepped on.

When the Holy Son went back to pack his bags and prepared to leave, Nie Baili and four others were already blocking the door.

"You...something's wrong?"

The Son of God raises soul questions.

Nie Baili smiled flatteringly and attentively:

"I heard that the Holy Son was about to leave, and I felt sorry for you. So, I'll help you pack your things as an apology."

The four people behind him spoke in unison, just like they had been trained:

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!!"

Such a big battle?

The Son of God always felt something was weird.

But when he thought about the secret realm of Kunwu, the little girl at least saved him.

He felt that the other party could still be saved.

"If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good."

The kind-hearted and innocent Son of God really thought that the other party had repented, so he took his bag and left slowly.

It was not until later that he saw his used pillow and shoes being auctioned on the spiritual internet.

He was so angry that he smashed the wooden fish.

"Nie Baili, you and I cannot coexist!!!"

After his tantrum, the Son of God waited pitifully for the auction and bought back his things.

The rest can be leaked, but he is a mysophobe and will never share clothes or shoes!!!

Of course, these are things for later.

After Qingxiao Sect sent away all the major sects, it became much quieter.

Yun Jia and Si Yue decided that the competition would last less than half a month.

Earned two million spirit stones!

It can be said to be huge profits!

Yun Jia held the spirit stone in her hand and said with a smile:

"I will set up a stall to sell spirit swords during the next competition."

Si Yue smiled helplessly and shook his head:

"Do you think it will be our turn next time?"

Yunjia: "Why isn't it my turn?"

"Other peaks are very active in anything that involves making a profit. Believe it or not, after the peak masters have finished their meeting, the logistics of the Ten Thousand Sects Competition will have to be taken turns by each peak."

Si Yue knew too well the styles of other peaks.

No profit can not afford to be early.

Seeing Yifeng making money, how could they not be tempted?

Government Hall.

The disciples participating in the competition stood in the hall.

Sitting at the top are the sect master and the masters of each peak.

Shen Wuyue said with satisfaction:

"You all performed very well in this competition. Especially the outer disciples, who actively participated and achieved good results. You deserve to be rewarded."

The outer disciples all had smiles on their faces.

Qu Fengshi tilted his head to look at his junior sister Cen Yin who had failed four times. She only won two games, but her eyes were smiling with joy.

Fortunately, he listened to Junior Sister Nie.

Otherwise it will hinder ambitious disciples from making further progress.

Shenwuyue continued:

"The Sword Tomb is about to open. I have decided that all participating disciples can enter the tomb to look for the sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples burst into cheers!

That’s the sword tomb!

Only a very small number of inner disciples and personal disciples can enter!

Now you can even enter through the outer door.

Who says we didn’t catch up with the good time!

"The top five in the competition can enter the Divine Relics Area in the Divine Sword Tomb."

These words once again caused the elder to look at him sideways.

Inside the Divine Sword Tomb are many swords forged by the world's greatest masters, and some of them are astonishing.

The Divine Relics Area is where the spiritual swords left behind by the Qingxiao Sect’s ancestors who ascended to heaven!

Most of them gave birth to sword spirits.

Once recognized by the sword spirit, your strength will increase greatly.

It can also save lives at critical moments!

The knowledgeable disciples from the inner sect once again cast envious and jealous glances at Nie Baili.

If I had known earlier, they would have gone to a temple to pray and try to draw a good fortune.

But on second thought, even the Son of God lost miserably.

It would be difficult for the gods and Buddhas in heaven to help them realize their wishes.

On the way to the Divine Sword Tomb, Hua Shengsheng was extremely excited.

Gui Jianchou couldn't help but pour cold water:

"As a talisman practitioner, can you use a sword?"

Hua Shengsheng spread his hands:

"Not knowing doesn't mean it's useless! Who didn't dream of being a knight when they were young?"

After saying this, he assumed the posture of traveling around the world with a sword in hand.

This made the four of them laugh.

Nie Baili gave Jiang Yueli some advice:

"Once you're inside, take out the explosive pills. After you've made the explosion, pretend to be cool and ask: Anyone who doesn't follow me will die! It will definitely work."

Then he stretched his neck and said to the three people in front of him:

"You too, the swords have been there for hundreds of years, they are all stupid, definitely not as smart as us."

Hua Shengsheng said he learned something.

The barrier opened, and the sword tomb became pitch black.

In the winding cave, the ground was filled with swords, and there were also swords shining with cold light hanging above the head.

Any one of them is enough to make the casual cultivators in the cultivation world scramble for it.

But this is only the outside of the sword tomb.

Nie Baili reminded: "Don't take it yet, the ones inside are better."

Ji Yan instantly retracted his outstretched claw.

After hearing this, the other disciples who were eager to try also suppressed their joy.

But Shen Ji reminded:

"The further you go in, the harder it is to deal with the sword. Assess their strength and don't return empty-handed."

But everyone wants something better.

Shen Ji's words could only fall on deaf ears.

The elder led the team in front: "The first five in the competition, follow me. The rest of the disciples, don't go forward. If you lose your life, I will not be responsible."

Nie Baili winked at his friends, then followed the elder and disappeared into the depths of the cave.

At the same time, Guijianchou turned back suddenly.

Strange, how did he smell the scent of his own kind?