The teacher's door does not follow the plot at all

Su Qingwen stared at Qin Luoxiao's cultivation day by day. After ten days of staring at him like this, he saw that it was the day when the Immortal Cultivation Conference would be held.

Su Qingwen stayed up all night, not because she didn't want to sleep, but because she was always worried about this and that, and she didn't close her eyes all night long.He knew that he had reached a very important turning point in the plot. If something went wrong, Su Qingwen couldn't even imagine the consequences.

So early in the morning, Su Qingwen called Qin Luoxiao in front of him, and said earnestly, "A Xiao, don't force yourself to attend the Immortal Cultivation Conference, if you can, if you can't, just follow behind your elder brother. You were injured just now, but you must not be injured again. Got it?"

Qin Luoxiao covered his mouth shallowly and yawned: "I know. Master, I'm not a child anymore."

Su Qingwen looked at Qin Luoxiao and yawned: "Didn't sleep well last night?"

Qin Luoxiao paused, blinked and looked at Su Qingwen: "It's just a nightmare."

Su Qingwen frowned: "Why do you keep having nightmares lately? When the Immortal Cultivation Conference is over, I'll take you to Qingbai's."

Qin Luoxiao waved his hand: "It's not a big deal, Master, you don't have to worry so much. Eldest brother called me today, I have something to do, so I'll go first." Saying that, Qin Luoxiao walked out of the door quickly, and soon disappeared. figure.

this kid...

Su Qingwen sighed, got up and went out.

The Immortal Cultivation Conference was very grand this time. The master invited almost all the big and small monastic sects in the world, including many sects that Su Qingwen had never heard of.

A large part of them are rushing to become famous at the Immortal Cultivation Conference and leave a place in the Cultivation World. The rest of them have a little false name. Invited by the head to discuss the matter of Hidden Sword Mountain.

The matter of Hidden Sword Mountain was concealed by the head of the sect, and not many people know about it yet.When this matter is truly revealed, perhaps the world will change.

I hope that before that, he can successfully complete the mission and return to his own world.

Su Qingwen was thinking about her own thoughts, but when she looked up, she saw the clear sky just now, and in the blink of an eye, a large swath of dark clouds overwhelmed the sky.He frowned, feeling more and more that something was going to happen, but the thing hadn't come yet, and no one knew how it would appear. Su Qingwen could only let go of his worries and focus on the Immortal Cultivation Conference in front of him.

He bowed his head and told the little Taoist priest who was following him: "Go and prepare a few more umbrellas, it looks like it's going to rain, don't let the distinguished guests who come come get wet."

The little Taoist Xu is a newcomer, and has not been assigned to practice under a certain mountain. Naturally, he has never seen any peak masters. The two battlefields followed Su Qingwen, and the little Taoist quickly responded to Su Qingwen's words. With a sound, he turned around and went to find an umbrella.

With no one around him, Su Qingwen was much more free. Soon, he arrived at the mountain gate.

The front of the mountain gate was extremely lively, most of them were people who came to participate in the Immortal Cultivation Conference. They either formed a circle here to greet each other, or they closed their eyes and rested alone.All living beings are in Su Qingwen's eyes.

A man in green shirt saw Su Qingwen approaching, and enthusiastically surrounded Su Qingwen: "But Su Qingwen, Daoist Su? I have admired your name for a long time, and we are destined to meet today!"

Su Qingwen didn't know that man at all, but seeing that he knew him so well, Su Qingwen had no choice but to talk to him with a smile: "It's a long way to come here, it's been a long journey."

The man waved his hand: "There. My name is Daoist Tianya, a Taoist priest in Qingheng Mountain, and I am not well-known. Daoist Su should not know me... I have heard about Daoist Su's deeds before, and I heard that You once took the head of the ghost king Xiangshang in an army of tens of thousands of ghosts, it is really admirable..."

Su Qingwen echoed the man's words with a smile.As for the content of what he said, Su Qingwen really couldn't match it, it was done by Master Yuan, and now he occupies this body, but he can't do the skill of Master Yuan.

A few more people surrounded them, Su Qingwen only focused on dealing with them, and brought them to the high platform behind the mountain.

There are some ghosts imprisoned on the back mountain all the year round, some of them are powerful, they are sealed in the depths of the back mountain, and a maze is set up, so ordinary people can't even find the entrance.As for those ghosts with lower cultivation levels, they were imprisoned in the shallow place of the back mountain for disciples to cultivate.

The Immortal Cultivation Conference also used these low-level ghosts as test questions.

Su Qingwen brought people up to the high platform, and looked up at the sky. The sun was in the sky, and it was the time for the Immortal Cultivation Conference to begin.

A voice just happened to come from above the high platform: "Thanks to the great kindness of fellow Taoists for coming to this Cultivation Conference. This Cultivation Conference is not much different from the past. All disciples entered the back mountain of Qingxiu, and a total of hundreds of There are only ghosts and demons, and the one who captures and destroys the most ghosts and demons wins."

There were whispers from the sect masters behind him, and Su Qingwen couldn't help listening to it: "In the past two years, Feng Ya, the eldest disciple under Master Su Feng, won the first prize. This year, the scale is particularly large, and the master of Baiyue Peak also sent Come to his favorite disciple to participate, and I don't know who killed the rabbit?"

Su Qingwen didn't pay much attention to this Immortal Cultivation Conference before. After all, it has nothing to do with the plot, and he has no interest in joining in the fun.I didn't know that Fengya won the first place in these years.

One person said: "This year is really worth seeing. I heard that the chief disciple of Cangjian Mountain has also come... That disciple is amazing, he can be called a genius who is rarely seen in a hundred years. It's a pity that their sect a few days ago ……well."

They are talking about Luo Qing, right?

Su Qingwen still wanted to listen with his ears, but the sound of a flute sounded on the high platform, and the whispering behind him suddenly stopped.Su Qingwen sighed inwardly, the sound of the flute fell, and the barrier on the back mountain was opened, and the Immortal Cultivation Conference had begun, but he didn't let him finish listening.

I was regretting in my heart, but there was a shower of rain on the high platform, and the little Taoist hurriedly brought an umbrella.Su Qingwen didn't want to hide in the corner to shelter from the rain, so she still stood by the railing.He casually raised his head to look at the sky, and the dark cloud was getting deeper and deeper, as if it was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

I don't know whether Qin Luo Xiaoxiao knows how to add a barrier to himself.

Su Qingwen lowered his hands and looked down. The Taoist priests participating in the Immortal Cultivation Conference had entered the barrier scatteredly, and he couldn't see the familiar blue and white figure at all.Su Qingwen looked around for a while, until the barrier on the back mountain was completely closed, and Su Qingwen shrank to a corner to avoid the rain.

The corner was already occupied by people, Su Qingwen didn't like to join in the fun, so he found a remote place by himself, and planned to come out after the Immortal Cultivation Conference was over.

I didn't expect that there was a person who died earlier than him.

Baiyue raised his eyelids lukewarmly, and looked at Su Qingwen: "Why don't you talk to them? I see that you are quite familiar with each other." His tone was not as sharp as before.

Su Qingwen walked to Baiyue's side, and chatted with Baiyue leaning against the wall: "I don't know them, why bother."

Baiyue curled his lips and said: "That's right. When I saw you before, you always had a sullen face, just like I owed you 800 taels. The last few years have been good - I thought you had changed your temper .”

It was the first time for Su Qingwen to hear Baiyue mention the past, so she couldn't help being curious.But he also thought that he was staying in the body of the original master, so he couldn't openly ask himself, so as not to be thought that he had a problem with his memory.

Then he turned a corner: "You still talk about me, don't you just have a stinky face when you see me now. After all, you are also a narrow-minded person."

As soon as these words came out, Baiyue's face turned black all of a sudden: "You still have the face to say it? Back then, I was drunk that day in the Grand Competition of the sect, and my swordsmanship was not good. You just said that I don't respect you, beat me up My trousers were shredded into pieces, and I was ashamed and ashamed."

Su Qingwen was trembling when he heard it, he finally knew what kind of enmity it was, and it was no wonder that the two formed a dispute, if it was him, they would have a fight when they met in the future, Baiyue just saw that his mouth was poisonous That's all.

Su Qingwen swallowed silently: "Sorry."

Baiyue didn't seem to hear it: "What did you say?"

Su Qingwen repeated with her head buried.

Baiyue was still pretending to be stupid: "It's raining heavily, I can't hear clearly."

Su Qingwen was so angry that she turned her head and saw the playful light in Baiyue's eyes. Without even thinking about it, she slapped Baiyue's face that deserved a beating.

Baiyue quickly grasped Su Qingwen's hand, "I tell you, if you hit me again, I'll take off your pants when I see you later, and make you lose face."

Su Qingwen put away her hands with a cold snort, chatted casually with Baiyue for a while, and suddenly heard Baiyue sigh: "The sky has cleared up."

Su Qingwen looked up, and sure enough, he saw that the sky was clear, the dark clouds had receded, and he couldn't even see a shadow.He took a deep breath, the freshness of the mud after the rain was in the air.

The lingering gloom in Su Qingwen's heart finally dissipated a lot: Now that the sky has cleared up, then Qin Luoxiao will surely be able to pass through this Immortal Cultivation Conference safely.As long as the plot of the Immortal Cultivation Conference is over, Qin Luoxiao will be able to embark on another completely different path and embark on his own life.

He knew that he was superstitious. After studying Marx for so many years, Su Qingwen always sneered at these things, but now he still relied on them to comfort himself. He couldn't help but chuckled.

Before the smile fell, suddenly a little Taoist hurried up to Su Qingwen.The little Taoist priest still had sweat on his cheeks, panting heavily, and said to Su Qingwen in a low voice: "Master Su, hurry up and take a look inside the barrier! Brother Qin Luoxiao, he..." The little Taoist wanted to Let's stop with words.

That weird feeling suddenly slapped Su Qingwen's brain more violently. A cry flashed in Su Qingwen's mind. Before he could react, he had already stood up straight: "What happened?"

The little Taoist's voice became lower and lower: "He killed Senior Brother Feng Ya..."