On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

Mystery?? Ancient City of Yaomo

Who would have thought,? Under the Tianchi Lake with abundant water and grass, the secret place is full of yellow sand and continuous Gobi.The environment here is harsh, not to mention fairy grass and fairy beasts, not even ordinary medicinal herbs grow on the periphery.

Only go to the center,? Resources will be richer.

The new moon is like a hook,? On the cliff, a group of people are crossing the narrow plank road.This team consisted of four men and three women, all of whom were above entry level, so they made it here safely.

"Senior Brother, it's so dark here," a female cultivator lit a torch, "We've been walking for several days, but we haven't encountered any monsters yet, have we gone the wrong way?"

The leading senior brother frowned: "Probably not."

Someone snorted, "What do you mean should? If Senior Brother Lu is here, we won't be running around like headless chickens."

These words were like a drop of water dripping into the frying pan, and the atmosphere in the team suddenly became weird, and someone was angry: "It's a pity that senior brother Lu had a riot before he left,? We can only let senior brother Qi be the captain..."

Qi Yu, that is, the leader scolded: "Okay! Shut up!"

His cultivation has reached the peak of entry, even if everyone disagrees, they can only shut up.

The group of people continued to move forward in silence, but after a while, Qi Yu let out a "Huh".

"What's wrong?" asked the nun behind him.

Qi Yu's face was pale, and he held up a torch to look at the person standing floatingly at the end of the plank road.

Entering, entering the pinnacle of being a teacher——!

Huang Sha extinguished the faint fire, and Jian Ying cut everyone's throats before the cry for help came out.

A moment later, the person came back and put the sword back into its sheath. The moonlight came quietly, and a pair of cold eyes were reflected on the sword:

"mob."

At the same time, at the other end of the ancient city of Yaomo, there are also people who are cleaning up the mess.

This team just killed a few immigrant monks, and a fat sheep who became a teacher, their scores have increased a lot, and they are in a good mood.

"My lord is right, fattening up these people before killing them will save you a lot of effort," Ye Wen wiped the demon bones he just got, "tsk...there is such a good thing in this oasis, no In vain I waited for a few days."

Huang Miao casually glanced at the corpses all over the floor: "It's hard work for these people—who's there!"

Ye Wen reacted faster than him. With a flick of the long whip, he smashed the secret passage hidden in the corner of the wall, and tied up the trembling monk inside.

"One enters the spiritual stage." Huang Miao was speechless, and it was rare for him to see such a waste.

Someone suggested: "Kill it."

The monk who was caught shook like a sieve: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I can transfer all the points to you, all of them!" Killing one person can only get half of that person's points, but if you are willing to transfer, you will not There is a half point loss.

This cultivator has never taken a single spirit herb he picked, just to save his life at a critical time.

"You are honest, haha," Huang Miao scratched his points and rubbed his chin, "If that's the case, then you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he became stiff, and stepped back respectfully: "My lord, you have come out."

"Ah."

The monk who thought he had escaped the catastrophe looked up and saw the man walking towards him against the light from the middle of the team.

He was dressed in black and black clothes, with a flute and a fan around his waist.

The monk recognized the jade on his fan, and his pupils shook: "You...you are..."

Qin Lan sighed softly, pressed the folding fan gently against his chin, and curled up his beautifully shaped thin lips: "I said, don't leave anyone alive."

The fan is lightly occupied, and the mountains and rivers are blurred.

It was also the last scene this monk saw in his life.

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The team competition lasts for fifteen days.

In the first eight days of the secret realm, everyone was scattered in all directions, and it was not easy to meet together, so it was still harmonious.

Crazy accumulation of points with a low cultivation base, just to find a safe place to hide in the future, and get a good ranking after the game is over.

However, although the secret realm is large, it is dominated by deserts, with a wide field of vision, no one can hide, and the temperature changes between day and night are also very scary.That's why most people choose to stop at the ruins of the ancient city or under the Gobi Desert. There are even a lot of clever ghosts who have the delusional idea of ​​hiding the underground palace and dig the tunnel with their bare hands.

The monsters hibernate very deeply, and there are groups of people under the sand. Many teams are lost in the desert, and there are no bones left.

For example, the sand lizard group in the northwest is extremely ferocious and has swallowed nearly 500 people.

On the eighth day, the pursuing team began to gather in the center.

The edge is too barren and dangerous, and the only way to get ahead is to go inside.After these teams met, they fought each other, life and death back and forth, which was very exciting. Sometimes they just won on the front foot, and before they had time to be happy, they were caught by the mantis on the back foot, and their bodies were decapitated.

Jingbi's voice became louder and louder, but it also suppressed something faintly.

Finally, the disciples outside the field waited for what they wanted to see——

On the 12th day of Secret Realm, blood flowed like a river.

There is no shortage of talents with excellent qualifications. After careful training, ordinary disciples can enter the country before the age of 20, enter the teacher before the age of 50, and reach the peak of being a teacher at the age of [-]. This is already a pretty good speed.

In the past, there were quite a few masters in the team competition, but most of them were first- and second-tier, and very few advanced.This year, it happened to be such a coincidence that two peak teachers appeared at once. After watching the fire from the other side, the two started to clear the field together.

……

"Please, please let me live—ah!"

"How is it possible, I have hidden so deeply, how is it possible..."

There were also people whose eyes were bloodshot, and rushed forward: "It's a big deal, we will die together!" But before the meridians could go retrograde, their heads were cut off by Jian Guang, and they died with regret.

Holding the sword, the young man snorted coldly: "Idiot, you still have to say it out of self-destruction."

The other minor cultivators hiding in the ancient city couldn't help trembling when they smelled the blood, and some even collapsed and cried, terrified by the swiftness of this sword cultivator's killing.The Zhongtu team is grouped together, their small sect is already struggling to survive, they just want to live on the edge, but they still have to be driven out.

The people hiding in the city prayed that the God of Death would not find them, but unfortunately their expectations were doomed to fail.

Yunling closed his eyes slightly, and swept his consciousness unscrupulously, finding the aura of a living person with ease.

He raised his sword and walked over.

……

To practice here, Yunling is extremely boring.If Senior Brother Xie hadn't forced him to come in to save that little lover's life, he would still be practicing sword in the door right now.

So when the murderous nature becomes active, I don't want to control it.

On the other side, Qin Lan unfolded his folding fan, and the golden energy was like the wind, reaping the results of the battle in a large area, and the control of the spiritual energy was more mature than Yun Ling.

He didn't like chasing, so he ordered six of his men to drive away the hiding crowd, gather together and then kill them all at once.

The hot wind was blowing, and monks below the master level were vulnerable. He lost his interest after killing and killing, so he closed his fan and stood on the edge of the cliff: "You can divide it among yourself."

His subordinates are all ruthless and ruthless people, upon hearing the words, they are like hungry tigers pouncing on their food, beating and robbing at the same time.The screams kept coming from behind, but Qin Lan ignored them. The sun was scorching above the Gobi, and he couldn't help sighing: "I don't even have a cup of tea."

"I'll help you find it right now," Ye Wen said.

Qin Lan signaled not to use it, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "It seems a little less?"

Ye Wen: "Young Master, what do you mean?"

Qin Lan didn't speak any more.

They basically didn't encounter obstacles all the way to clear the field, except that they once met another peak teacher.That sword cultivator is indeed powerful, but Qin Lan doesn't take him seriously because he is a maverick and alone.The other party is not a fool, and left after meeting each other from a distance.

There is a clear distinction between the two sides, one facing north and the other facing south, kill the scattered teams first.

But here is the problem... Qin Lan always felt that the number of people was wrong. Except for the deserted city of Gobi, they rarely met high-ranking monks on the road.

He didn't know whether these people died or fled elsewhere.

But the secret realm is only so big, they will run into each other sooner or later.

But outside the arena, the elders watching Jingbi were furious. The disciples they sent were humble to Dazong, but they were also the pride of their sect!They never thought of sending these disciples to die!

Some elders of the sect yelled: "It's unreasonable! What's the difference between such indiscriminate killing and demon cultivators?! This old man wants to discuss with Lan Zhizong!"

Compared with them, the atmosphere on Yungong Sendai was much more peaceful.

Sect Master Lan Zhi said: "The young man holding the fan seems to be..."

"It's Qin Lan," the elder of Beizhougu's family stroked his white beard. "It's his first time to come to Zhongtu, and he went to Tianchi to see it out of curiosity. It's a joke."

Qin Lan was originally one of the heirs of the Shen Dynasty, and his mother clan was strong. After the fall of the Shen Dynasty, he sided with the Patriarch of the Qin Family on the side of the Gu Clan, and made a marriage contract with Gu Miaomiao.

Gu Miaomiao is a saintess of the Gu clan, her blood is back to her ancestors, the Patriarch originally disagreed, but he could not rely on the two people agreeing with each other, so he could only let go.In this five-continent event, Gu Miaomiao wanted to take the number one position in alchemy, so Qin Lan came along.Gu Miaomiao, who was wearing gauze at the side, suddenly spoke, her voice was as cold as snow: "Thank you fellow Taoist, the young sword cultivator in the secret realm is a disciple of the Shangqing Immortal Sect?"

The people around him had long been suspicious. In previous years, the Shangqing Xianzong disdained to step on the limelight of small sects, and rarely sent disciples in team competitions, but this time it was uncharacteristically sending Yun Ling in.

Xie Qingshu drank the wine in the glass with a deep meaning: "Just like Qin Daoyou, I want to see and see."

On the 14th day of the secret realm, a sudden change occurred.

Lingshan is now in the world, like a mirage in the desert, but there is a billowing aura stirring outwards, countless fairy grasses and spirit beasts grow in it, and every monk in the secret realm has seen it.

"This is a once-in-a-thousand-year big change! The ancient city of Yaomo was originally in the middle of the world, and there is only a very small possibility that the inner world will appear. This fairy mountain has been flooded by the Tianchi Lake for thousands of years, and there must be fairy grass above the ground level!"

The majestic Lingshan is like a huge net, and everyone rushes to it eagerly.Naturally, Qin Lan and Yun Ling were included. Qin Lan and his party blocked the killing Buddha, and Yun Ling did the same. Most people avoided them when they saw them, and the two of them didn't bother to care about these mosquito legs.

All the real value is in Lingshan.

After the two reached the top of the mountain, they became confrontational. Qin Lan had a large number of people, and all his subordinates were above the ranks of the teacher, so he looked calm and smiled with confidence in the victory.

Yunling was hunting in white, standing with a sword in his hand, ignoring him, only staring at the lotus flower in the center of the lake that was about to fail to bloom.

The top of Lingshan Mountain is slightly sunken, forming a clear lake reflecting the sky.In the very center, a green lotus is in bud, and the vast spiritual power is contained in it, causing the sun and the moon to breathe and make people's heart beat faster.

The ground-level top-grade fairy grass, the water-clear lotus.

The Shuiqinglian is a sacred object to suppress evil spirits, holding a Shuiqinglian seed, it can even go back and forth without hindrance.It can tell the life and vitality of all things, swallow ghosts and evil spirits, and suppress the three souls. It has infinite magical functions, and as long as it appears, it will definitely attract great sects to fight for it.

Everyone in Lan Zhizong's complexion changed drastically, and they twitched in distress.

Xie Qing Shu was overjoyed and toasted to the lord: "The lord is generous."

The elder of the Gu clan shook his head: "Xie Xiaoyou is so confident that Shui Qinglian will fall into the hands of Shangqing Xianzong? Although the disciple named Yunling is outstanding, there are six masters around Qin Lan. Look... this Shuiqinglian should be planted in the land of the Gu tribe."

Everyone was distracted by Shui Qinglian, and Ye Wen Huang Miao lost his mind even more. He looked at Yun Ling completely without awe, full of blood that was inevitable.

Qin Lan mentally calculated that Shui Qinglian's maturity would be a day later, just before the end of the game, so it was quite a fate.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking more, but quickly skipped it.

The appearance of Lingshan this time was just an accident, and it was God who helped Qin Lan. With this thing, his marriage with Gu Miaomiao was a certainty.

It doesn't matter what that person used to oppress him everywhere, Gu Miaomiao is his after all.

Finally, everyone waited until the last day.

The lake water oscillates slightly, the lonely sun in the desert, the vast rays of light sprinkle on the surface of the lake, breaking into tiny light particles, it is unbelievably beautiful.The water clear lotus absorbed the last trace of essence, and the light blue, almost illusory lotus petals changed in the wind, fully blooming from the inside to the outside.

The spiritual power fluctuated straight into the sky, the clouds parted, and the mountains and plains were filled with blue light. Hundreds of beasts scrambled to bow their heads, and the monks outside the mirror wall were stunned.

"What a nice view……"

The teams by the lake all closed their eyes and settled down. The fluctuations of Qinglian's spiritual energy became stronger and stronger one after another, and a stream of pure and righteous energy entered their bodies, making the spiritual power in their bodies run almost three points higher!

Even the dao injuries accumulated over the years are slowly repairing.

Qin Lan and Yun Ling were not immersed in it.Shui Qinglian has matured, and there is bound to be a competition between them.

There is only half an hour left before the end of the assessment...Qin Lan curled her lips into a smile, and her voice spread mixed with spiritual power: "Why don't we divide Qinglian equally, so as not to cause trouble? What do fellow Taoists think?"

Yunling's eyes were still fixed on Shui Qinglian: "Do you believe such stupid words?"

Qin Lan's smile didn't change, and she spread her hands helplessly: "Then it's useless to talk... grab it!"

His voice changed abruptly, and everyone behind him burst out and went straight to Qinglian!

Yunling sneered and drew his sword up, he had already realized the sword's intent, and at this moment, Tafeng came, his speed was much faster than ordinary people, and he knocked Huang Miao over with a single encounter.

Huang Miao's pupils shrank sharply: "Heaven-rank magic weapon!"

Although it can't be fully driven, it is too heaven-defying!

"You're smart." Yun Ling smiled, swiped the long sword across his chest at will, and stabbed at Huang Miao with boundless wind sword intent!

quick!too fast!

Yunling's talent for swordsmanship in the Shangqing Xianzong is second only to Xie Qingshu. Ever since he was able to wield a sword at the peak, he has been wielding his sword every day without a single slack. Therefore, his swordsmanship and sword intent are not ordinary. Teachers can escape.

Even if Huang Miao is a second-level teacher, it is no exception.

"Huang Miao!" Ye Wen saw that Huang Miao was cut into pieces by the sword intent in an instant, and he was lifeless when he fell into the lake. Even though his eyes were red, his pace of rushing up was a beat slower.

"Who else?" Yunling tapped the lake with his toes, and flew towards Qinglian with his sword. The wind sword intent surrounded him, extremely cold.

Sword cultivators are always powerful in combat, and this man is even more formidable.

One man guards the gate, ten thousand men cannot open it, the sword intent is terrifying, and only those who meet it know it.

Qin Lan stepped on the water, spread out his folding fan, and his dark eyes showed anger: "Sword cultivator, it's really interesting!"

The golden brilliance of the folding fan rose sharply, and its boundless power also stood out, not losing anything to the sword in Yunmian's hand!

Xie Qingshu on the Sendai looked at it and said with a low smile, "This is a defense product."

Gu Miaomiao lowered her eyes: "That's right, it's an imitation of the holy artifact Misu Fan, but it's also a low-grade one."

The atmosphere between the two was treacherous. In the secret realm, Qin Lan and Yunling had already fought to their climax. One of them became more and more courageous with his sword sharpness, while the other was able to use his hand without leaking water. After dozens of rounds, there was no winner.The Shui Qing Lian is still in full bloom, but its light is gradually weakening. If this continues, the Qing Lian will wither before the war of attrition between the two is over.

No one can take advantage of it.

Qin Lan lost his patience, his face was covered with frost, and he folded his fan together, drawing a very beautiful trajectory in the air-this trace of power was extremely terrifying, the phantom of the phoenix flashed, and the golden energy poured out of his whole body!

Yun Ling frowned: "Then come!"

His sword intent was all in his body, and his eyes seemed to be tilted like mountains and seas, and the wind kept sounding, and there was also a ray of true meaning of Taoism emerging!

"What kind of monsters are these..." In front of the mirror, a disciple lost his words, "This is the Tao that can only be comprehended by Dongxu..."

The two collided, and Lingwei rushed away——

The tree was broken, Qin Lan flew ten feet upside down, retreated to the shore, barely stabilized his figure, although he tried his best to endure, a trace of blood still flowed from the corner of his mouth.His subordinates stepped forward to support him, but he raised his hand to stop him.

He stared at the opposite side and waited for a long time before saying: "I won."

Yunling was also sent back to the other side by the spiritual energy, except for his pale complexion, which seemed normal, and the purple minced meat leaked out from the corner of his mouth, but was quickly wiped away.

But what Qin Lan said is not bad, he just trained his body since he was a child, so he doesn't look so miserable on the outside, but in fact, the internal organs have been stirred up by the golden energy.

It takes strength to even stand still.

Yunling had never suffered such a setback before, but his demeanor was still there, his fingers clenched into fists, and he turned and left without saying a word.

Qin Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to go to fetch Shui Qinglian himself, but his consciousness that had not been recovered suddenly trembled!

Yun Mian also noticed the change and stopped.

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Secret No.15 days

There is only one stick of incense until the end.

There was an uproar in front of Jinglingbi, and I couldn't believe what I saw. Only some disciples who followed the whole process from beginning to end seemed crazy, waving the picture stones in their hands desperately: "One hundred high-grade spirit stones! Record the whole process of Qingfeng Sword Sect ! One hundred high-grade spirit stones, recording the whole process of the Qingfeng Sword Sect!"

"Anti-kill! This is anti-kill!"

……

As the evening sun sets, the shadows of the trees rustle.

A man walked out of the woods on the side, he looked like a young man, he didn't look very old, his pupils were as clear as water, and his breath was long, with a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

Beside him stood his fellow disciple, and behind him——

Nearly a thousand high-ranking monks stood there.

"It seems that the time has come, and both of you will lose." The boy said.

The author has something to say: Xiao Qing: Some people imitate my flute, and others imitate my fan.

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