Immortal Monarch and Demon Venerable are all my vests

When the sun was twilight, the large venue arranged by Jietian Daozong was already filled with disciples from various sects wearing different costumes.

Taihua Immortal Sect, Tiantai Buddhist Sect, and Jietian Dao Sect are the three major immortal sects. The participating disciples have their own areas for preparing for the competition and do not need to be crowded with other sects.

"The preliminary competition is still going on. This time, more than 3000 disciples from various sects of the righteous way have come to participate in the competition. In the end, 140 people will be selected to enter the Tianxuan Secret possession qualifications."

Ji Changan was dragged to him early in the morning, and he honestly followed Yin Lang to introduce the situation to him.

"Except for the small number of people in the out-of-body period and the screening has not yet officially started, Jindan and Yuanying have almost finished fighting. Hmm... Junior brother Xu should have no problem getting the quota for secret storage."

Chao Liang is more afraid of revealing his identity than anyone else, so he hides in the house all day and cannot be dragged out.Xu Rong was reluctant to part with him, Yin Lang drove him away early in the name of still competing, out of sight and out of mind.

He asked with great interest, "Why didn't I know that my disciple has such a powerful strength?"

The story book has been chatted with Qin Xun, Ji Changan guessed that the master and apprentice knew the truth of the world long ago, and they were not so restrained in speaking, so he complained in a low voice, "The protagonist's halo...ah, it's just that the way of heaven is doing it for him everywhere." It means convenience. Anyone who goes against him and dares to win against him will end badly, and those who try to kill him will definitely fail. But to be honest, every pig can win the first place.”

The protagonist's halo.

Yin Lang was thoughtful and remembered this word.

The crowd somewhere in the distance suddenly boiled up, shouting someone's name loudly, but the shouts in the venue kept coming and going, and it was hard to hear what they were shouting.

Ji Changan's spiritual power gathered in his eyes and looked into the distance, "He is a disciple of the Buddha Sect, and his opponent is the person who takes over the Heavenly Dao Sect."

"Go and have a look."

Most of the disciples near this stage are also disciples of the Buddhist sect. The monk who won on the stage probably has a high reputation in the sect, and the group of people below all have a proud expression.

"Congratulations, Brother Chanming."

The crowd beside them suddenly parted, and the two looked back. The young monk in cassock approached slowly with a smile on his face. When he saw the two people in the audience, he was slightly surprised. , Master Ji."

Ji Changan turned to return the gift.

Monk Chanming on the stage wanted to get closer, but when he saw that he was far away, he clasped his hands together and nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Zen Xin looked at them seriously, showing a gratified smile, "Senior Shen and Master Ji are both harmonious and transparent in spirit and soul, peaceful in heart, and great kind."

Ji Chang'an smiled and said, "Wherever you go, the first sentence you say is to show people?"

Zen heart but smiled and said nothing.

The three great immortal sects have close contacts, and the leaders of the younger generation are familiar with each other.

Yin Lang suddenly stretched out his hand to touch the back of Chan Xin's neck.Zen Xin subconsciously wanted to avoid it, so she quickly controlled her movements and let him do whatever she wanted, with a questioning look in her eyes, "Senior Shen, is this...?"

Yin Lang pondered for a while, "Have you tried to break through the stage of transformation?"

Zen Xin's eyes widened slightly, "Senior is so amazing."

He has been stuck at the peak of the out-of-body stage for a long time. The younger generations of Taihua Xianzong and Jietian Daozong have crossed this threshold one by one. No matter how clear the Zen mind is, it is inevitable that he feels that he has let down the elders of the sect. expectations.

From the preparation of the Tianxuan Secret Treasure within the sect to now, he has secretly rushed through the customs three times, but failed every time.It is clear that the mind and soul have become great, and the body of the Buddha is perfect, which is completely consistent with what the arhats said, but I don't know where there is still a problem, and I always lack the last energy.

Yin Lang lowered his eyes and thought.

This strange yet somewhat familiar aura about Chan Xin always feels as if he has seen it somewhere before.

There was another burst of more intense noise in his ears, which directly interrupted his thoughts that he couldn't get out of the thread.

Yin Lang pinched the center of his eyebrows lightly, controlled the desire to get angry, and looked up.

A group of young people wearing the uniforms of inner sect disciples of the Taihua Immortal Sect surrounded one person. When the person in the center saw him, his eyes burst into bright light, and he quickly left the crowd and ran towards him, "Master! I won! This time the opponent is a Nascent Soul Stage!"

Xu Rong was sweating slightly on his forehead, and his whole body was filled with joy. He raised his head as if wanting to claim credit, and inadvertently exposed the wound on his collarbone.

The wound ran across half of his chest and almost spread to his neck. Just by looking at it, he knew how dangerous the battle was.

Shen Muxuan's eyes drooped slightly, staying at the bloodstains exposed on the neckline, his eyes were slightly condensed.

Xu Rong seemed to have just realized that he was too excited, and quickly stretched out his hands to cover the neckline, but the busier and messier he was, the more he tore the clothes apart.

He tried to cover it with his hands, explaining in vain, "Actually, in fact, it just looks scary. They are all flesh wounds, and they will heal quickly after applying medicine. It's just a normal competition. Master doesn't need to get angry and hurt the body for the disciple..."

Ji Changan fanned the wind expressionlessly.

Ah, this strong smell of white lotus.

Seeing the people around him tucked in their sleeves repeatedly loosening their clenched hands and their throats rolling, Ji Changan sighed, wiped his face vigorously, and pounced on him!

"Oh my god! Brother Xu, how did you get hurt like this!"

Xu Rong still looked up and waited anxiously for Shen Muxuan to feel sorry for him and give him medicine with his own hands. A figure rushed out from the side without warning, and rushed into his arms at a speed he couldn't see clearly. His hard body smashed into his chest. Pain, black eyes, almost spurting out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

The woman trembled, 'I couldn't control my strength', her sword-holding fingers were calloused, and she stroked the bloody wound heavily, almost sending Xu Rong away on the spot.

She was still crying, "Whoa, how can you be so ruthless today? Don't you know that friendship is the first and the second is the second! It's just for a secret place, so you can kill fellow disciples like this, This kind of cruel and merciless person can actually become a disciple of my immortal sect, is there any justice in this world!"

I tell you to disgust me!Tell you to disgust me!Damn, if you weren't a stinky stallion, wouldn't my aunt be beaten by Jiang Mingyue's yin and yang monster every day!If you can't beat it, a pair of scumbags and sluts will hang up and hammer you!

Xu Rong has already started to roll his eyes, as long as Ji Changan doesn't want to let go, how can he earn the strength of Jianxiu.

"That, that..."

Someone in the crowd reminded weakly, "This senior sister, Junior Brother Xu's opponent has severed limbs and a big gash on his neck. The blood spurting has not stopped yet..."

The woman lying in Xu Rong's arms was slightly stiff.

"Woo——" she cried louder in the next moment, her right hand rolled up and she punched Xu Rong's heart, "How can you slander Junior Brother Xu like this! Junior Brother Xu is so pure and kind that even an ant would not be willing to step on it to death." With such a temperament, how could he do such a murderous thing to his comrades!"

"But..." Everyone watched with their own eyes.

"No, but! Even if Junior Brother Xu really hit him, it must be that the other party did something wrong to him first! Can't you see the injuries on his body?" The woman raised her head and stared at them with red eyes, 'Shua! ' He boldly tore off Xu Rong's upper body clothes, poked the wound loudly, "Such a long wound! The flesh is rolled out! Look!"

Surrounding audience: "..."

We don't know if he was really seriously injured on stage, but we know that if this goes on, he will be tossed to death by you first.

Xu Rong's lips moved.

The woman immediately leaned over to listen, and everyone watched her expression change from worry to freezing, followed by tears streaming out of her beautiful eyes.

She clutched her chest and took a step back, her figure was shaky, her eyes widened in disbelief, "You...you...at a time like this, you actually...called another woman's name?"

She was trembling like this, trembling, hesitant to speak and stopped talking for a long time, and finally ran away in pain covering her face.

Yin Lang from beginning to end: "..."

There are so many plays.

I really underestimate you, Nephew Ji.

He sighed, and directed the Taihua Xianzong disciples next to him to carry him back to his residence first, then turned his head and apologized to the deacon elder who rushed over after hearing the movement, "This child... is not effective in teaching me, but I let you all see it." It's a joke. I have been away all year round, and I have indeed neglected the education of my disciples... Sigh..."

Daojun looked worried, and couldn't help but sighed heavily after saying a few words. Although he didn't say anything, it seemed that everything was in silence.

The elder deacon comforted him, "How can you blame Daojun? Martial nephew Feng is one of the leaders of the younger generation in my cultivation world. Some disciples are inherently bad, and no matter how hard they break, they won't be right."

Seeing his displeasure, he felt in his heart that even a teacher can't listen to others saying bad things about his disciples, so he quickly changed his words, "Actually, being greedy for money and lust is nothing but a young Muai, so it's not a serious problem. After this stage, it will be fine... ..."

Yin Lang reluctantly maintained the character design of "Good Master", and exchanged a few words with the other party's business, directly turned the matter over, and then walked back unsteadily.

What, you say someone lying in the house waiting to be rescued?

Tsk, beat other people's children into such a miserable state, shouldn't a master roll up his sleeves to deal with the aftermath, and pick up the outstanding disciples of Tiandaozong, how can things be settled so easily!

What, you said that Daoist Tianji has a wide range of friends, but it's just a matter of one sentence?

That must be an illusion, Shen Muxuan never did such a thing of using power for personal gain.

Leaving the venue for the preliminary round, Ji Changan crawled out of nowhere, probably because he had rearranged his appearance, and walked over with his sleeves rolled up and smiling.

Yin Lang, "You just wander around like this every day, and Xie Lan doesn't care about you?"

Ji Changan hesitated for a short while. He showed a slight suspicion, and immediately explained as if he was hiding something, "Senior brother doesn't like to make noise, and he has never gone out since he came here. Senior brother Lu seems to be busy all day long with the person in charge of the Taoist sect. I don't know what's going on. The out-of-body stage competition hasn't started yet, there's nothing left and right, and I don't seem to have anything to do except wander around."

More than 3000 disciples, about 300 from the Taihua Immortal Sect, Jindan accounted for the vast majority, more than 20 Nascent Souls, less than ten people in the out-of-body stage, and a few more in the transformation stage just in case. Xie Lan and Lu Changfeng were among them.

From the very first sentence, her eyes were wandering around, looking at the sky and the earth, determined not to look at Yin Lang.He quickly changed the topic again, "Senior Brother Feng, haven't you finished your work yet? The competition between the out-of-body period will start in two days."

Yin Lang didn't expose her guilty conscience, and replied casually: "He has already transformed into a god."

After knowing their real identities, Xie Lan has always avoided them as masters and apprentices, and only kept silent because of his friendship with Xie Tingxuan. He still has this self-knowledge.

Not everyone is a visitor from another world, with broad eyes and a big heart.It is difficult for native people to abandon the inherent concept of good and evil, and accept the fact that they are "in collusion" with Moxiu.

Ji Changan was a little surprised.

She quickly realized that, not to mention that there must be errors between the real world and the novel, the difference between the vest and the body will be deliberately made to reduce the possibility of being suspected.

I just couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: As expected, he is the secondary villain in the original book, second only to the final boss. He really has no talent. Everyone is about the same age. jumped.

Ji Chang'an said with emotion, "In the past hundred years, the cultivation world feels like it has entered a period of genius outpouring—it means that at the same time, there are so many monks with good spiritual roots and good talents. Nearly ten people, including Li Shuihe, Zhao Qingluan, Xu Yangze, Ning Mu, etc. from Jietian Taoist sect, and Tiantai Buddhist sect has a natural born Buddha child with a glazed Buddha heart, and..."

She suddenly got stuck.

"Don't bother."

Yin Lang stopped Ji Changan from racking his brains to think.

He finally remembered where the familiarity of Zen Xin's breath came from.

It is close to [-]% similar to the mixed breath in the spiritual energy within seven days after he was blood taken by that old thing in Taihua Xianzong every time.

This weird smell will completely dissipate after seven days. The difference between the smell of itself and the aura is actually not that big. Except for a guy like him who will revisit it every once in a while, it is difficult for normal people to find something wrong.

Judging from the situation of their retreat in these years, the three Taoist masters of Xianmen should have suffered similar injuries in the battle to seize the jade thousands of years ago.Taoist Yuan chose to use his blood refiner to resist the more and more frequent scourges, and Taoist Zen may have gone astray as well.

But Zen Xin didn't have ischemia or other abnormal symptoms, and he mentioned Zen Master in his words as a sign of respect and admiration, so he shouldn't have encountered anything similar to him.

Combined with the abnormality that Ji Changan unintentionally pointed out, Yin Lang guessed blindly that the Zen mind, or what was taken away from the entire Tiantai Buddhist Sect, was most likely——

luck.

***

On the day when the out-of-body competition officially started, before the sun completely jumped out of the horizon, Qin Xun arrived almost dangerously.

Although the real cultivation base has turned into a god, but on the surface it is still in the late stage of leaving the body after all, it is unlikely that he will suddenly rush to the Great Perfection and break through the realm without seeing him for a few days.

The venue for the competition was re-planned overnight, the number of arenas was reduced by more than half, and they were neatly arranged according to size.A high platform was erected in front for watching, and seats of different specifications were set up according to the number of sects of the third rank and above.

As for the grade three and below, just find a place to squat and watch.The world of comprehension is so cruel.

The leaders of the various sects took their seats one by one. Shen Muxuan originally wanted to go over to see who the leader of the Taihua Immortal Sect was, and if he could get a seat based on his relationship. Unexpectedly, he saw his mournful nephew Lu.

Shen Muxuan was very surprised when he saw the vacant seat, "Isn't the elder of our sect here yet? Why are you alone?"

Lu Changfeng stared at him quietly, "Master Uncle Tianji, isn't it you who leads the sect?"

Shen Muxuan, "?"

Lu Changfeng complained in a calm tone: "Didn't you make a promise before you left that you would definitely come to support us before the fairy gate grand meeting?"

Shen Muxuan, "..."

Lu Changfeng suddenly laughed and waved his hands, "I was just joking with you."

He explained via sound transmission: "You also know the significance of all the orthodox sects uniting to hold this grand event this time. The leader of the team should not be too poor in cultivation, nor too strong. The level of the Seven Swords Sword Master is just right. Strength is generally higher than real cultivation."

"Master is the head of the sect. Uncle Gu's physical condition makes it inconvenient for him to travel far away. Elder Zhu is good at alchemy, and his combat power... is better than nothing. You were promoted not long ago and have a high reputation. You are the most suitable candidate at the moment."

Shen Muxuan never expected to be tricked by the head here.

He wanted to whip out his sword and beat him violently, so that this bastard would suffer on his behalf.Thinking about knowing that he was here but not bothering him, and dealing with a group of old fritters silently by himself, he pushed the sword back into the scabbard in his mind.

After taking his seat, he looked around.

The old orange on the left smiled like a flower, "I haven't seen Daojun for a long time, and Daojun's demeanor is even better than before hahahaha..."

The shining triangular eyes on the right are full of careful thoughts, "I heard that Mr. Tao broke through the Tribulation Realm not long ago, and he is indeed a peerless genius recognized by the Lantian Realm 500 years ago. Congratulations. There is a Tianhuo Linggen in this sect. Sword cultivator disciple, the pillar of time for measuring spiritual roots has reached the top, you..."

"..."

Still want to hit someone.

Lu Changfeng stood behind the seat winkingly, served tea and water, and never said a word.

Qin Xun came too late, straightened his clothes without saying a word, and went to the test venue for the out-of-body period together with Ji Changan.

His true transformation and fake out-of-body cultivation are all there. Everyone who comes up is chopping melons and vegetables, and he has to control the output of spiritual energy according to the opponent's strength, for fear of accidentally overperformance.Even so, he was really conspicuous among the crowd, and easily won a place in the finals.

It took half the time of the cultivator next door to complete the massacre, and Qin Xun came to the master's side and listened to the fancy flattery surrounded by three-dimensional ears.

Hey, a million bits of shame.

The big disciple obediently was rubbed on the head by the master, and stood on the other side of the seat with red ears.

"I heard that Daojun's two high-ranking disciples are on the stage this time. That young disciple only has a golden core cultivation base but wins cross-border again and again. Compared with the elder disciples, he is not far behind!"

Shen Muxuan smiled politely, but the flatterer got excited, turned his eyes and pointed to the distance, and exclaimed: "Oh my god, your disciple actually matched the mid-stage Nascent Soul with his cultivation at the middle stage of Jindan." Cultivator, this is a full three steps! Even if you lose, this courage is commendable!"

That's right, in the middle stage of Golden Core, this cheap protagonist was manipulated like a tiger by Master Ji's nephew, and after recovering from his injuries, he suddenly realized in situ.

The protagonist's aura is so terrifying.

Shen Muxuan cast a polite glance, and saw this scene without any surprise:

In the early stage, the Nascent Soul cultivator beat Xu Rong;

In the middle stage, the Yuanying monk beat Xu Rong;

In the later period, monk Yuanying beat Xu Rong according to the pressure;

In the end, when the monk Yuanying was about to complete the fatal blow, he was overturned by Jedi Xu Rong and succeeded in counter-killing.

The eyeballs of the flatterers who talked nonsense were almost shocked, Shen Muxuan continued to smile politely, "I am young and energetic, I am laughing at you."

The young and energetic young apprentice who was laughed at all the way reproduced his senior brother's road to victory. After completing countless Jedi comebacks, covered with wounds and bloodstains all over his body, he followed the path his senior brother walked, taking the same step Get closer to the master step by step.

The wounds on his body were painful, but he didn't feel it, or he didn't care at all.

He was thinking all over his head, when I walked in front of Master, I must raise my head and smile at him, and then let him touch my head and praise me.

Stepping on the bloodstains all over the floor, he walked to the master step by step. The smile on his face froze as soon as he raised it.

Daoist Xueyi messed up his disciple's black hair, "It's already perfect, there is no need to force yourself like this. You will always be the most proud disciple of your master."

The man who was already a youth blushed, tilted his head to let the hand on the top of his head slip on his shoulder, and whispered: "Master, I am no longer a child, don't always be like this."

The soft hand he was looking forward to fell on another person's head;

All the gentle, encouraging compliments he'd been expecting had been crowned with another's name.

The things he has put in so much effort to fight for are all held by the person he cares about the most and sent to another person!Even that person doesn't know how to cherish it!

Xu Rong's eyeballs were slightly stained with scarlet.

Why?Just because he was born decades before me?Is it because he is the child you picked up with your own hands?

If it's a gap in cultivation, I can try my best to catch up; if it's an unpleasant personality, I can learn how to make you happy; but if it's irreparable time...

He lowered his head, a nervous smile appeared on his blood-stained face.Looking at the malicious eyes reflected on the smooth ground, he didn't feel scary at all, and the corners of his mouth opened wider.

—then let him die.

The Tianxuan Secret Treasure, which is about to appear in this world, is a place left after the fall of the Daoist Stage, what a place suitable for killing people and eradicating traces.

When he dies, I will always be by your side, whether you are sad or happy.One day time will wash away his position in your heart, and I will replace him and become your most beloved disciple in the long-term company.

A figure flashed in his crazy mind, he bit his fingers and muttered to himself, "Helper. Yes, I need a helper."

As he spoke, he laughed again, with undisguised malice in his eyes, "Let me see, among the geniuses of the Taihua Immortal Sect, who is the disciple who hates Feng Lan the most?"