The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 13

Wherever there are living beings, there will naturally be organizations, and Nanming Realm is no exception.

The holy land of cultivating immortals united by all the righteous immortal sects, the Dao Vessel Seven Mysteries.The poisonous lair where the demon cultivators and demon cultivators gathered together in Beiyu, the road of thousands of miles of demons.The strange land composed of fairy mountains and isolated islands in the South China Sea is a world beyond the world.A neutral faction in the south who advocates mortal life, happy for nine days.There is also the place where the ancient Buddha in the west became immortal, where the tide washes away the dust.

Various large-scale organizations are divided by very different ideas and cultivation forms, and unconsciously, they carve up the Nanming Realm very clearly.

And among them, if we want to say where the largest and largest force is, it is naturally the Qixuan who claims to be orthodox in immortality.

The reason is not difficult to understand.

On the one hand, although all kinds of dharmas in the world have their own subtleties, most mortals still yearn for the life of the gods who are upright and magnificent, and ascend to the road and become immortals.Others, such as demon cultivator and demon cultivator, are not very good at first glance, and the unfeeling Buddhist cultivator. To be honest, not many people would let their children join for no reason.

On the other hand, it is because the Taoist Qixuan is formed by the union of countless sects on dozens of spiritual veins surrounding the Central Plains. The initial area occupied is larger than other forces, and it is more convenient to recruit disciples.

"Enen, then we who are going to start soon can be regarded as people of the Seven Mysteries of Dao Meridian?" Nan Sixian asked Xuan Cangyin boredly, rubbing her sleepy eyes that indicated that she hadn't fully woken up yet.

It was around early morning, no, not even early morning, the sun was just about to rise.

Even though it was such a good time to go to bed, she had to get up and came to the outskirts of Yuyue Town, standing there in this empty land, of course there was only one reason.

That is----

The long-awaited fairy gate selection meeting is finally about to begin!

I have been living a boring life close to the ancients, and this is the first time I have stepped into the formal cultivation world, which really makes Miss Traveler very excited.

However, Nan Sixian was a little surprised that the activities that sounded so hot were actually held in such a shabby suburb?Don't those sect practitioners feel ashamed?

Guided by the Xuan Cangyin they met yesterday, the place the three of them came to looked like an ordinary wilderness, except for the barren environment and the young monks who came as early as them, there was nothing special about it.

Also, isn't the number of people a little too small?Looking around, there were only a dozen or so people in total.

"Heh. Don't be ashamed to say it. Let's wait until you really pass the selection. Mere women, if you don't care for your husband and raise your children well, you will dream of a fairyland, huh!"

The brocade-clothed man not far from them, presumably heard Nan Sixian's casual speech, immediately snorted, looked at her with disdain and said ironically.

The man in brocade clothes can be regarded as a source of family education when it comes to observing people. The woman in green clothes barely reached the threshold of Qixuan, but he didn't even bother to pay attention to the nonsense woman in red clothes. .

His aptitude is so bad that even the small sects in the world don't want to accept him, and there is no sense of immortality in his actions, just like the rioters in the market.

I didn't expect this kind of person to open their mouths to get started. They simply regarded this rare apprentice selection meeting that only the elites of various schools dared to participate in as a child's play!

The rest of the people around also looked at Nan Sixian with disdain, with a bit of contempt in their expressions.

"Here we come." Just before Nan Sixian opened her mouth to retort, Ji Xue's cold voice sounded in her ears as if announcing something.

Immediately afterwards, seeing the fog and haze in the distant sky roll back, endless purple energy began to leak from the hazy sky.

On the outskirts of Yuyue Town today, the sun is shining brightly, lighting up a dazzling golden awn, and the morning breeze is blowing, blowing a touch of indifferent black.

In the countryside, reappear the Supreme Dao Seal!

Shocked by the astonishing vision, the young monk caught sight of the rising sun in the sky, and Zihua came towards the wind with his majestic posture.

It's Nascent Soul cultivator!

It was a man who looked to be in his thirties, with slightly trimmed black hair tied in a hair crown, wearing a Taoist robe of Taiji diagram, with a jade belt around his waist, and a unique Wugou dust whisk casually on his arms.

In terms of appearance alone, this person is even more in line with the temperament of a cultivator than Long Lao and the other three.

"Leaning on the bamboo at night, Layman Yuxi has met all the little friends." Layman Yuxi waved the dust and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for a long time."

The gentle and approachable tone could not conceal the impact of what he said on everyone.

He turned out to be the Nascent Soul cultivator who leaned on the bamboo at night!

Among them, Qingxiao Yizhu, one of the seven major sects, is a mysterious sect that majors in formations and profound arts.

Slightly different from the other normal factions, they spend most of their time in research and development.

Basically, they will not participate in various activities such as gatherings and exchanges in the cultivation world. Occasionally, there are disciples who are away on business, and rarely appear in the Nascent Soul Stage.

I didn't expect that there would be a Nascent Soul cultivator who leaned on the bamboo at night to act as the messenger for a small place like them. It was so exciting.

Except for the three of them Nan Sixian, all the cultivators present held their heads high and their chests held high, showing a sense of pride spontaneously.

"Then, time is running out, fellow daoists, let's start from here and step into the official trial venue."

Layman Hexi's voice was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, and when he picked up the purple light with his fingertips, several crystal-clear spirit stones formed into an array in the sky, and a burst of dazzling white light connected the sky and the earth, soaring straight into the sky.

"Thank you senior for leading the way!" The brocade-clothed man was far less arrogant than he was when he satirized Nan Sixian at this time. After bowing his hands respectfully and bowing down to salute, he stepped into the teleportation formation first, his eyes full of pride.

The other cultivators also recovered from the shock, and set out on the road one after another under the care of Layman Yuxi.Although it is rare to see the Nascent Soul cultivator leaning on the bamboo at night, the proud young man still pays more attention to the fairy gate selection meeting.

There were only a dozen or so people in total, but within a few breaths, there were only Jushi Yuxi and Nan Sixian left in the entire open field.

"Hey! Let's go too." Seeing that both Xuan Cangyin and Ji Xue were setting up pillars, Nan Sixian couldn't help urging her, she still wanted to complete the task early and enter the next ring.

In the end, Ji Xue completely ignored her shouting, instead, her eyes turned strange, and she turned to talk to Xuan Cangyin.

"You, don't make a move?"

The cold voice remained the same, the question made Nan Sixian confused and the meaning was unclear, but the listener understood it.

"It's their destiny, and Cangyin is incapable and can't stop them." Xuan Cangyin sighed lightly, and replied with a sad face, "Senior Jixue, seeing such bad deeds before him, won't you take action?"

The hamster girl seemed to muster up her courage rarely, her eyes flashed with serious iridescence, and she approached Ji Xue, even though her lips were biting her legs and trembling slightly, she still stubbornly refused to give up.

"Others live or die, what does it matter to me?"

The unfeeling swordsman's words were cold, without any wavering, his eyes were so cold that people were stunned, and the sharp eyes pressed Xuan Cangyin's forehead to reveal a few drops of fragrant sweat.

The eye is the heart, the heart is the mind, in a moment of confrontation———

A chilling heavy breath with a piercingly cold meaning, like black hair wrapping around the bone, and like the falling of Wanjun mountain, firmly pressed her in place, and it was even difficult to continue to speak.

It's sword intent!It was just a careless probing of the eyes, and the afterglow of the sword intent leaked from the depths of Ji Xue's eyes made Xuan Cangyin, who had been prepared for a long time, cry out in danger.

She should have thought of it a long time ago, this person in the past was like this, but now she is really trusting her.

———But, a nobleman is a nobleman!

The corner of her eyes glanced at the beautiful figure in red, and Xuan Cangyin, who was trying to support herself, suddenly showed joy with a smile on her eyebrows and eyes.

The bronze mirror in her hand turned around at some point, causing the blue light of Wen Dao to bloom in the air, and the inscriptions were engraved on the fingertips, which turned into a little bit of floating clouds, which hindered the supreme sword intent.

Then there is the formula in the heart, leading the sea and sky to hide, bright and holy, and the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth interweaves a brilliant Tao to shine on the world. The sword intent in Guangjiu Jixue's eyes was heavy.

Daohui Confucianism protects the body, and the pressure on the young girl Daoist has just eased. She put her hand on her chest in embarrassment and gasped loudly.

"Ahem... I don't know if Si Xian is among the others of Senior Ji Xue?"

It turned out that when she was paying attention to Xuan Cangyin and ignoring Nan Sixian, the arrogant red-clothed girl had drooped her face and strode towards the white teleportation formation with a displeased expression, and she was about to step into the formation.

When Ji Xue heard the words and looked over, no matter how fast the sword was, it was too late to stop the passing figure, so she could only watch that idiot disappear into the white light.

———What a hassle.

In her heart, she repeated the familiar and tiresome complaint again, Ji Xue's face darkened, and even Xuan Cangyin could clearly feel the gloomy atmosphere.

"Sword, stagnant rain."

No matter how helpless she is, she can't change the reality, Nan Sixian is no longer in the ranks of others.Ji Xue softly moaned and made a move, the ink sword unsheathed in response to the sound, flashed in her hand, raised the surging sword light to cover the sky and shot.

In an instant, the wind blew up and the clouds moved, and the sharp edge of the magic soldier shattered to the sky!

Leng Feng kills through, his sword intent is like a god.The ink sword that cut off the white light of the formation is used again, and the sword's edge is directed at the foundation of the formation. The ancient and simple thousands of sword qi, sometimes rushing and sometimes slowing down, just don't change the ancient and long.

In an instant, thousands of swords follow from one sword, and the piercing sword light passed by, leaving no gap, no chance of survival.

Even if the rain is pouring down like smoke and fog, it can't be measured thoroughly.

The spectacle of hanging rain in the air resolutely swept away and cut off the aura supply of the villain's magic weapon, so that he finally showed his real body on the awe-inspiring magic circle.

The sword fell, the false cover retreated, and what was hanging upside down above the so-called teleportation circle... turned out to be a black jade gourd entangled by countless wronged souls!

When the sudden change occurred, Layman Yuxi, who was still smiling, suddenly froze, and then changed into a vicious anger and heartache for the damage to the magic weapon.

"Where is the junior, if you dare to hurt grandpa's magic weapon, aren't you afraid that Qingxiao Yizhu will come to your door?!"

The sword just now was a bit powerful, but he was considered wise, he didn't do it directly, but planned to use his sect's prestige to suppress others.

But it's a pity, the person opposite him had just beheaded the three hall masters of Dengxian Lindao not long ago, so how could he be afraid of relying on bamboo at night?

"Let people go, or, there will be no life under the sword."

The cold man held a bloodthirsty sword in his hand, and recited ruthless words. In the ink and white reflections, the murderous intent lingered around the whole body of Lay Xi like a poisonous snake.

"Senior Ji Xue, I can decipher the magic weapon, just kill him." Xuan Cang's clear girlish voice brought another layer of bad news to him. Well, Sister Yuxi is a nun!"