Before Nan Li, it was naturally the sentence that asked Beisheng in Li Ping'an's courtyard a few months ago, if you want to change the tea owner.

The outer disciples present at that time all looked sideways at this time, thinking that Nanli was still so confident.

After all, no matter what, Beisheng's talent is obvious to all.

Although they didn't know what Bei Sheng's realm was at this time, it was definitely similar to Chen Nan.

Bei Sheng looked at Nan Li calmly, without the slightest expression on his face, "You are not worthy." ”

After practicing in Qingshan for a year, Beisheng's state of mind has changed more or less.

During this year, she could clearly feel the difference between practitioners and ordinary people.

Ordinary people also have battles, but the battles of cultivators are ten times and a hundred times fiercer than those of ordinary people.

Nanli looked at Bei Sheng's face, chuckled, shook his head, and said, "It's a pity, I can't bear to let you down, and I don't feel good at the thought of the expression of loss on your face." ”

Beisheng did not entangle with Nanli anymore.

Regarding the words of Nanli, although Beisheng believes in the young master in his heart, he also knows that the cultivation is about sailing against the current.

Especially after she started practicing, she knew that cultivation was as important as the principle that ordinary people had to eat.

Young master, is there something wrong?

I don't know when this idea floated in Beisheng's mind, and it also flashed in the minds of many people.

There is never a practitioner who does not practice, except when something goes wrong.

When the sound of the sword sounded in the Qingshan Sword Test, Beisheng went to look for the young master and found that the young master was not in the courtyard, which made her more or less worried.

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On the gimbal, Liu Yuan's gaze fell under the sword ladder, as if he was looking at one person, and it seemed to encompass everyone.

Seeing this, the elder who presided over the sword test knew that Liu Yuan was a little impatient, so he waved his hand, "The sword test begins!"

As the presiding elder's words fell, the Dao inscription on the stone steps of the sword ladder flashed away, and a fierce aura rushed from the sword ladder.

All the disciples felt the sharp aura like a sword, their faces became a little solemn, and their expressions began to become extremely serious.

"Fellow disciples, I'll take the first step!" said a disciple at the peak of the Spirit Sea in the quiet crowd, and then an arrow stepped out of the crowd, spread his body, and climbed the ladder.

Someone started, and then the second and third figures swept towards the sword ladder one after another.

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In the depths of the clouds, Li Ping'an stood on a smooth boulder and looked down.

In front of him, there was a huge sinkhole.

The top of the pit is only a few zhang in size, and the pit is buried in the mountain, which is extremely empty.

Even if you just stand near the exit and don't go down, the dark and cold breath is still unbearable, and there is no vegetation around.

The white cat stayed by Li Ping'an's side, and the snow-white hair on his body stood up, staring nervously at the entrance of the cave.

It hates to come here, mainly because the bird is here.

Tianfeng is a bird, and it is a cat, no matter how you look at it, it can't get along.

Li Ping'an looked at the dark and faint hole below, which couldn't even be illuminated by light, and was silent for a while.

This is the Sword Prison in Aoyama, and there are many vicious people imprisoned below.

Of course, many of Aoyama's classmates are also imprisoned.

If it weren't for the fact that Tianfeng was not in Qingshan back then, and he didn't have time to participate in the incident of Changqing, I'm afraid that there would be one more bird imprisoned in the Sword Prison.

However, the bird back then has now become the prison master and the peak master of Sword Peak.

Perverse!

A chirp came from the lower part of the Sword Prison and sounded within the Sword Peak.

The white cat narrowed its eyes, its pupils contracted like pinpoint tips, and it meowed.

Li Ping'an knew that there was something wrong with the Sword Prison, and now it seems that the problem with the Sword Prison was not caused by that bird.

Li Ping'an took out the two purple papers, or purple letters, was silent for a moment, then threw one of them down, and then turned around and left the Sword Prison.

The problem of the Sword Prison, at present, is not very big.

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At the bottom of the Sword Prison, a lark with three-colored tail feathers and a red crown on its head stood on a rock wall, its body was twice as large as that of a white swan, and its tail feathers were three feet long. Eighth Library

At this time, Tianfeng looked coldly at the purple paper that fell from the top, not knowing what he was thinking.

Underneath it, there are stone dungeons one after another, which are densely packed as if they were embedded in the rock wall.

The fall of the purple paper alarmed the prisoners in the stone prison, and countless eyes looked at the paper.

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Huidao Peak, a hundred sword ladders.

On the fifty-third sword ladder, a disciple was walking down on the fifty-fourth sword ladder.

Laugh at!

The next moment, a cracking sound came from the disciple.

Immediately after, a streak of blood splattered from his shoulder.

Originally, his face was pale and he couldn't stand it anymore, but this sword intent was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, making him unable to take another step forward, and he was unwillingly pushed down.

Looking from the high platform, most of the hundreds of disciples had fallen on the sword ladder at this moment.

Just as everyone was trying their best to resist those extremely strong sword intents, a figure rushed up from below, like an arrow, and its speed did not decrease at all.

The figure kept leaving the people on the sword ladder behind, and the cut time was over the sixty steps of the sword ladder.

The sword ladder of the sixtieth level, the sword intent is very different from the one in front.

And the higher it goes, the stronger the sword intent is.

At the ninety-ninth step of the sword ladder, the sword intent reached its peak.

However, when the figure crossed the sixtieth step of the sword ladder, the figure only paused slightly, and continued to go up, passing the seventieth step of the sword ladder in an instant.

"So fast!"

Looking at the figure, many disciples couldn't help but scream.

This is the first disciple to be so outstanding since the beginning of the sword test.

"It's Chen Nan!"

After seeing the figure clearly, many disciples were a little relieved.

Chen Nanke is the nominal first person in Jinghu, and his strength is naturally extraordinary.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chen Nan's rapidly climbing figure finally stopped.

Level 90!

Looking at Chen Nan's location, many outer disciples couldn't help but take a breath.

Ninety sword ladders in one breath, I'm afraid only a few people in Chen Nan can do it!

Before everyone could recover their minds from Chen Nan's performance, the next moment, Chen Nan landed on the ninety-one step of the sword ladder.

Rumble!

A muffled sound came from above, and the sword intent raged.

At the same time, a powerful aura on Chen Nan's body also burst out at this moment.

The pinnacle of the Xuanxuan!

Feeling the realm displayed by Chen Nan, all the disciples were a little envious.

That's the gap.

In a year's time, Chen Nan had reached the peak of Xuan, and many of them were still in the Linghai Realm.

Even the disciples of the various peaks nodded secretly at this moment.

Chen Nan's strength is indeed remarkable.

The last ten sword ladders are steady step by step.

Except for the last level of the sword ladder, Chen Nan paused slightly, and his breath was a little short, his performance was undoubtedly the best so far.

The moment Chen Nan stepped on the cloud platform, all eyes fell on Nanli and Beisheng.

In the first column of Mirror Lake, there are only two of them left among the top disciples.

Of course, many people are subconsciously looking at the crowd, looking for the white clothes.

It's just that they are all a little disappointed.