"One by one, Xiao Jiu, you guys come out!" Yiyi and Xiao Jiu's peace did not continue to be maintained because of their non-participation, no, a month before they left Dabi, their old rival came to call the door.

Hearing the voice of disgust in the subconscious, Yiyi and Xiao Jiu opened their eyes from meditation, and after looking at each other, the color of disgust became their unified expression. Yiyi and Xiaojiu are both children from poor families, their parents are honest farmers, and their food and clothing can barely be solved, but because of this, they have no backing, no support, and some are just themselves, chance, and mutual support between friends.

What came out was the little overlord of the Qi Peeling Qi landlord's family and his followers in the two small towns next door, they didn't know each other before they joined the Qingling Sect, the real bar was because when they were doing a task, in order to snatch a spirit grass, there was a dispute, and then they were beaten and escaped many times, who made the family the son of the landlord Lao Cai, the resources are abundant, so, even if you don't have to cultivate hard, you have rushed from zero to the third layer of qi refining in just one year, And Yiyi and Xiaojiu, who only rely on their own penance, have always stayed on the basis of getting started and layering.

"Feng Yiyi, Mi Xiaojiu, if you don't come out again, Young Master Ben will slam the door!" With the voice of the boy's unique voice-changing period, he became irritable, and the wooden door was slapped by the hammer, which was very imposing as if he had broken into the door.

"Xiao Jiu, let's go out quickly, if the door is broken, we will be scolded by the senior brother." One by one, when I saw the crumbling appearance of the wooden door, my heart twitched. Pulling Xiao Jiu's sleeve beside him, he walked towards the door.

Crunch......

"Fat Qi, what are you doing here with you if you have nothing to do?" One by one, he suppressed the anger in his chest, and asked calmly, this damn Qi fat man. It's really full, and if it's okay, they come to find fault, God knows that they don't know how much cultivation time they wasted.

Standing quietly behind Xiao Jiu one by one, a pair of moist eyes looked straight at Qi Fatzi and the four young men in Tsing Yi behind him, the four attendants were also children from poor families, and with Yiyi and Xiao Jiu from the next village, although they usually don't play together, they also meet a few times occasionally, at that time, they will not be particularly likable. But it's not disgusting. But now?

Looking at the four familiar faces, there was disdain and pride. Yiyi and Xiao Jiu just pouted secretly, sure enough, it was the black who was close to the ink, what kind of person had been with him for a long time. They don't think that there will be any future for this useless fat man who piles up with money, on the contrary, they will mislead people's children, which is really stupid!

When the fat man saw the two little ones come out, he didn't show any scared expression or a little humility, and his greasy fat face was covered with a layer of frost, "Feng Yiyi, Mi Xiaojiu, you two waste." Listen, remember what this master said next, this sect competition, you all have to sign up to participate, we will compete in the competition to see who is more powerful, is it clear? If you dare not participate, hum, be careful that I beat you so that your parents don't recognize you! "The fat palms are learning his father's vulgar appearance when he speaks, waving in the air to show his style, in fact, in the eyes of the two children, there is not much difference from the circus play, one word, pretend!

Participating in the Big Contest? Hearing Qi Fatzi's 'order', Yiyi and Xiao Jiu's eyes flashed unhappily, did this dead fat man think that they could roll around and finish the fun with the same amount of time as him? Those who have the courage to sign up for the sect competition, which one does not have a solid family background and high-level cultivation, as far as their poor and low-level cultivation is concerned, it is estimated that they will be wiped out as soon as they come to power.

Seeing that Er Xiao was silent, Qi Fat Man thought that they had listened, and his fat eyes that were narrowed into two thin slits flashed with pride, "You actually remember, I won't talk to you much, Young Master Ben still has very important things to do today, I don't have time to spend it with you, cut, waste Young Master Ben's time." After finishing speaking, Qi Fatzi muttered unhappily and walked away, while the four attendants behind him glared at each other in tacit understanding, and walked away with a cold snort.

The two of them looked at the back of one fat and four thin wandering away, the wind was messy, what is this, wasting his time? Don't have time to spend on yourself? Forehead...... The two children who were full of black lines finally unanimously decided that there was something wrong with Qi Fat Pig's brain, otherwise how could he not know the head and tail when he spoke?

"Xiao Jiu, we, are we really not participating?" One by one, frowning slightly, lowered his head a little embarrassed and asked.

"Huh? One one? Why do you ask? Could it be that you are afraid of Qi Fat? Hehe, don't be afraid, have you forgotten the ending that they steal chickens every time and don't eat rice? It's okay, let's ......" Looking at the bitter little face one by one, Xiao Jiule was ready to comfort.

"No, Xiao Jiu, you listen to me," interrupting Xiao Jiu's words one by one, there was a rare touch of firmness on his face, and a pair of moist eyes looked into Xiao Jiu's eyes so seriously and resolutely for the first time, "Xiao Jiu, we can't go on like this anymore, with our qualifications of the Three Spirit Roots, if we have always relied on our own penance and doing tasks to earn things to improve our cultivation, we are afraid that we will not be able to break through the Qi Refining Period in this life." ”

Xiao Jiu, who was shocked by Yiyi's serious expression, looked at her blankly, and only choked out a sentence for a long time, "Then, what other ways do we have?" "Manpower and material resources for cultivation, they don't have anything, even if they are not willing to be secondary? It's not like you can't change your situation forever.

Knowing what Xiao Jiu meant, he hooked his lips one by one and shook his head, "No, we have a chance, as long as we participate in the sect competition, if we are lucky enough to survive, our annual income will increase tenfold, and at that time, there will be corresponding monthly rewards within the sect, and finally with the help of senior brothers and sisters, we may have a day when we come out." ”

The disciples in the sect are not allowed to harm the lives of their disciples, so no matter how serious the injuries are, at most they will lie in bed for ten days and a half months, without any danger to their lives; However, the competition between sects is different, in the ring, death is a frequent occurrence, sometimes the real people between the sects or the ancestors will even instigate their disciples to kill their opponent's descendants in the fight for some reason, and when they die, they will be dragged back to the sect to be buried in the spirit bone tower, and some pensions will be issued to the family, and it will be over, even if it is heartbroken, they dare not raise objections, just because this is an unspoken rule privately recognized by the Spirit Cultivation Mountain Range, which has never changed for thousands of years; Therefore, the expatriate competition is recognized by all disciples as the 'gate of hell', and almost no disciple will stupidly rush forward and give away his own life, unless he is very confident in his own strength and family background or a disciple who wants to turn over through the expatriate competition.

The former category will be praised by the stars and thousands of expectations, and the later outliers will be impregnated with pity and contempt and sent into the sect's teleportation array.

The expatriate competition is so terrible, and naturally it also has its advantages, that is, if you can come back alive from the expatriate competition, even if you lose, you will be promoted to an inner disciple, and enjoy the treatment and tasks of the inner disciple, whether it is a good fortune or a spell to learn, it is something that the outer disciple can't touch, so even if the expatriate competition is so terrible, every time the game comes, there will still be people who want to fight, and such a person is either the pride of the sky and has the strength to back up, or, it is a fluke, Those who want to climb up, such as Yiyi and Xiaojiu.

"Yiyi, are you crazy?" Xiao Jiu was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed, and his little face was distorted by half, that was an expatriate competition, the gate of hell, how could it be that these little shrimp soldiers and crabs would be qualified to challenge? Just with their cultivation at the first level of Qi refining? That's definitely a save zài that was killed in seconds!

"No, one by one, absolutely not, you ...... At least, not at the moment! Xiao Jiu's face was red with blood because of excitement, his eyes were protruding, the green tendons on his neck could be seen clearly, and his voice trembled when he spoke, how could it be? No, absolutely not, he is still young, there is still a long way to go, he doesn't want to die yet, he doesn't want to die~

Yiyi didn't expect Xiao Jiu to be stunned because of his thoughts, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

In the room, it was quiet for a while, Xiao Jiu did not have the shrewdness and calmness of the past, his impetuous pacing back and forth in front of the bed, his hurried and chaotic steps and his constant muttering showed that his inner activities at this time were absolutely chaotic.

When Huang Yan Zhenren saw the miserable white face of his most beloved disciple and the abolition of the sixth-layer cultivation, Huang Yanfeng shook, and the roar spread throughout the entire mountain, I don't know how much furniture was destroyed, how many porcelain were broken in his hands, and the disciples and boys who guarded it were hidden in sight except for those who often appeared in front of Huangyan Zhenren.

"Who is it? Who dares to hurt my apprentice of Huangyan, say! After smashing a Nanmu table into pieces with a bang, Huang Yanzhen gritted his teeth and shouted angrily at the person kneeling on the main hall.

Xu Jian, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled as if he had some crazy disease, and he wanted to curl himself up in a ball and hide it, he had a hunch, I was afraid that he would not survive today. "Real person, the disciple really doesn't know, at that time, the senior brother was talking to Miss Meiyan in the house, and asked the disciple to wait outside, and then the disciple fell asleep inexplicably, and when the disciple woke up, what he saw was Miss Meiyan and the injured senior brother after the coma, and the rest, the disciple really didn't know." After saying this, Xu Jian calmed down, closed his eyes tightly, and looked generous and resolute, anyway, he was dead horizontally and vertically, he Xu Jian was not a spineless person, and following Na Xinchen at the beginning was the decision he regretted the most in his life! Xu Jian has never regretted it so much now, the person who cultivates the truth did not die in the fight, but died in the hands of the elders in his own sect, he is really unwilling~