The night is coming quietly, enveloping the earth, the crescent moon outside the window is like a hook, the insects and birds are silent, and only a few stars accompany the crescent moon in the sky.

In the bamboo house in the corner of the mountain behind the Heavenly Pavilion, Ye Xian'er sat by the window, holding her little head in both hands, tilting her head, looking at the starry sky overhead, not knowing what she was thinking.

A rough short sword, placed horizontally beside her, the pitch-black sword body, as if even the moonlight had been absorbed, dark and deep.

Time passed slowly, and before she knew it, she had been joining the Heavenly Pavilion for a year.

A year has passed, she is no longer the innocent and innocent little girl she was at the beginning, nor is she no longer a stupid rookie who knows nothing about cultivation, she has transformed into a real monk, a junior monk with bloody hands.

She has changed a lot, both in appearance and in heart.

The little girl with a yellow face and thin muscles has slowly grown up and has become a cold, like an ice and snow goddess carved by the ice and snow of eternity; Originally timid and a little weak, she has become a decisive and ruthless blood witch.

Ye Xian'er looked at the crescent moon above her head, thinking of her cowardice after killing for the first time a year ago, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile.

No one would have thought that the little girl who had to wake up in her dreams many times even to kill a horse thief would now become a female devil who kills people without blinking.

No one could have imagined that when she killed a horse thief, she had to wash her hands over and over again, and one day her hands would be stained with blood and she would never be able to wash them again.

In a year, a lot has changed, many things, many people, and the only thing that has not changed is Ye Xian'er's longing for her brother and her desire for her brother.

Only when she truly understands the darkness of reality can she know how happy and precious she was to have her brother's protection.

A year ago, after the Elder of the Heavenly Pavilion took them to exterminate a group of horse thieves, he arranged for them to be in the area where the outer disciples lived, and let them undergo another test here.

The subject of this test is called: Survival.

As long as they can survive in the outer gate area of the Mending Heaven Pavilion for a year, then they can officially become the inner disciples of the Mending Heaven Pavilion, they can practice the various mystical techniques of the Mending Heaven Pavilion, and they can even become the core disciples of the Mending Heaven Pavilion, the Holy Son, and the Holy Maiden.

Of course, since the name of the assessment is survival, it is destined not to be simple.

In the outer gate of the Mending Heaven Pavilion, there are tens of thousands of outer disciples and servant disciples, most of them come from the subordinate families, subordinate races, and servant slaves recruited in the mortal world, they did not go to the three thousand white jade platforms, but joined the Mending Heaven Pavilion in a gentle way.

It's just that in this way, they are destined not to be cultivated by the Heavenly Pavilion, and throughout their lives, unless they make monstrous contributions, or they can kill an inner disciple and replace him in the inner disciple survival test room, they will never be able to come out, and they will always be an outer disciple.

Therefore, Ye Xian'er and the others were arranged to the outer door living area a year ago, and they were destined to kill in the same door, a chase between the prey and the hunter.

Killing and being killed is the eternal theme.

Conspiracy, conspiracy, sneak attack, surprise attack, all kinds of means, in this small world, are vividly interpreted. Here, there are no friends, no one can trust, the only one who can rely on oneself, and the only one who can use it is killing.

The strong live, the weak die, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest.

This is the real assessment of the Mending Heaven Pavilion, the assessment of life and death.

The moonlight is hazy, sprinkling the clear light, outside the small bamboo house, the insects and birds are silent, the heaven and the earth are silent, only the shadows slowly come out of the darkness, they stand outside the small bamboo house, holding swords in their hands, their eyes are cold, their eyes are staring at the small bamboo house without blinking, staring at Ye Xian'er at the head of the chair window.

Ye Xian'er sat in front of the window, looking at the starry sky, imagining the vastness of the starry sky and the tranquility of the moonlight, and didn't even look at the constantly appearing figures, as if they were nothing.

This move completely annoyed a young man at the front of the group of figures, this young man was about fourteen or fifteen years old, older than Ye Xian'er, he stood outside the courtyard, forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "I have seen Senior Sister Ye, Li has something to ask for, and I hope Senior Sister Ye can fulfill it." ”

In the cultivation world, the strong are respected, not to mention, Ye Xian'er's identity as a preparatory disciple of the inner door is far more than that of this young man surnamed Li, so although he is unwilling, he has to be called a senior sister.

"Leave, or die!"

The cold voice came from inside the bamboo house, which made the hearts of everyone outside the courtyard feel cold, and they clenched their swords one by one, staring nervously at the girl who stood up, with a solemn expression.

The young man surnamed Li frowned, and said coldly: "It seems that Senior Sister Ye is unwilling to hand over the Heaven Replenishment Order, since this is the case, then don't blame us for being ruthless..."

"Since you don't want to leave, let's stay completely!"

Before the young man finished speaking, he heard Xiao Xian'er's indifferent voice and saw her holding a black short sword, the tip of which was diagonally facing the ground, and walked out of the bamboo house step by step. Facing the courtyard, the black and oppressive figure, on the cold face, there was not the slightest expression.

"Senior Sister Ye is too arrogant, we have more than a hundred..."

The young man did not give up, and wanted to oppress Ye Xian'er verbally, but found that she was expressionless, approaching step by step, as if she was slow and urgent, and she was about to appear in front of him between breaths.

This made his face change greatly, and he couldn't care about persuasion anymore, and shouted: "Do it!" ”

The originally nervous crowd, hearing the young man's words, subconsciously made a move, a little light rippled from under the umbilicus, and the divine pattern like water waves rushed out like chains, one after another, like a net of heaven and earth, quickly shrouded towards Ye Xian'er.

These divine patterns, rushing out of the sea of suffering, are the mystical methods that can only be used when the cultivators of the bitter sea realm are attained.

Facing the net of heaven and earth turned into a divine pattern, Ye Xian'er did not have the slightest fear, but the corners of her mouth showed a chuckle, and her body suddenly accelerated, like a white ghost, rushing into the crowd where the young man was.

"Spread out, don't get together, take turns!"

The young man surnamed Li, seeing this, suddenly changed color, and shouted loudly to everyone, at this time, the large number of people is no longer an advantage, but a huge disadvantage, everyone gathers together, rubbing shoulders, all kinds of mystical methods, martial arts can not be used at all.

These people are all low-level people, who have just entered the cultivation and are in the realm of the Sea of Suffering, otherwise the Heavenly Pavilion would not have thrown the Inner Gate Seed here for the tempering test between life and death.

"How is it possible, how can she be so strong?"

The young man stood outside the crowd, watching Ye Xian'er's white shadow flickering in the crowd, constantly killing, even if there was occasionally a sword slashing at her body with divine power, it did not cause the slightest damage, which made him feel incredible.

"We can't wait any longer, use magic weapons, let's shoot together, otherwise when she kills all those minions, we won't have the slightest chance."

The young man surnamed Li looked uncertain, and spoke to a few people not far away, who, like him, were all from a family of cultivators, or some small races, who had been practicing since they were young and learning the mystical method. Similarly, their strength was far from being comparable to that of servants who had only cultivated for a year or two.

Even for this survival trial, the clan also sent someone to send a low-level magic weapon, which was used for investment, which was their hole card.

"It's long overdue, let's work together first, kill her, and then make up for the ownership of the Heavenly Order, and then we will negotiate on our own."

A girl in a red dress sneered, looking at Ye Xian'er, who was constantly killing in the field, with a look of jealousy in her eyes, after she spoke, regardless of the other people's response, she directly took out a red token, urged the token, and a fire snake almost half a meter thick and nearly ten meters long appeared, illuminating half of the night sky.

The fire snake hissed, ignoring the servant disciples who were still entangled with Ye Xian'er, and shot out quickly, looking at that appearance, wanting to burn everyone in the field to ashes.

I don't know if the other teenagers deliberately slowed down, or what's going on, after the girl released the fire snake, they were embarrassed to take out their magic weapons, and they didn't use magic weapons to attack, but looked at the girl in red and sneered.

They are just minor monks in the Bitter Sea Realm, and the magic weapon is still too high-end for them to really control, and every time they use it, it takes a lot of energy and divine power, so they are all waiting for others to make a move, intending to leave their own at the end so that they can be the fisherman.

"You guys!"

The girl in red soon found out about the intentions of the other teenagers, and was furious, and constantly regretted her stupidity in her heart, and she actually became the first bird.

It's just that, soon, she didn't have the heart to think about this, only to see that in the flames, a bright sword light suddenly flashed, after the sword light, the fire snake screamed, and instantly dissipated, leaving only a cold girl in white, like a high empress, standing in mid-air, standing with a sword, looking around coldly.

The others, whether it was the driven servant disciple or the young man with a young background, saw this, and couldn't help but exclaim, "The Fountain of Life! ”