Chapter Ninety-Three: The Nine Dragons Divine Ding

Ruan Ruoshui pouted: "You have cultivated so hard, for so many years, you have only cultivated to the third layer of the Qi Control Realm? ”

Zheng Fan laughed: "The talent is dull, dull." ”

"Cut. "Ruan Ruoshui obviously won't believe Zheng Fan's words, a person with dull talent can sweep the master of the tenth layer of the Qi Control Realm when he is at the first level of the Qi Control Realm?

Ruan Ruoshui continued: "Those who capture ten sword talismans can obtain a mortal-level second-grade blade. ”

"Those who capture a hundred sword runes can get a mortal-level first-grade blade, in fact, it is also simple, I roughly calculated, in the immeasurable god realm, every time you get a sword rune, you can get more than ten times the reward when you return to the sect. ”

"For example, if you get a hundred sword runes, when you return to the Sword Desire Gate, you can get a reward of a thousand sword runes. ”

Zheng Fan nodded: "This reward is indeed considerable, obtaining a sword talisman in the Immeasurable God Realm is equivalent to the amount of sword talisman that outer disciples can receive in a month, in this way, there will indeed be many disciples who will fight hard for the sword talisman." ”

Ruan Ruoshui's expression suddenly darkened, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart. Seeing this, Zheng Fan asked, "Senior sister, what's wrong?"

Ruo Soft Water sighed and said, "I have a high-level magic weapon given by my father, and there is absolutely no problem with safety, but what about you?"

"You are only the third layer of the Qi Control Realm, although your exercises are peculiar and your strength is comparable to the Transformation Realm, but what if you encounter a master of the Sky Realm?"

Zheng Fan touched his nose: "It shouldn't be so bad luck, I can pinch and calculate, pass yin and yang, know gossip, and avoid disasters, senior sister, just put your heart in your stomach." ”

"Hmm. Ruan Ruoshui hummed softly: "There are only three days left, you hurry up and cultivate, and strive to improve your strength a little more, less, less worry about me." ”

"I know, senior sister. Zheng Fan smiled faintly, how could he not understand this Ruan Ruoshui's intentions? But now that Ah Lu's sister and father have not been resurrected, and Tie Niu and Jiang Wuxian have not been taken out of this right and wrong, where does he have the heart to consider the personal affairs of his children?

Besides, this Ruan Ruoshui grew up in the Desire Sword Gate since she was a child, and the Desire Sword Gate is like her home, does Zheng Fan want to let Ruan Ruoshui leave the home where she has lived for decades?

In that case, where should Ruan Ruoshui go? Where should Ruan Weishan go? After thinking about it, all kinds of worries caused Zheng Fan to never dare to accept Ruan Ruoshui's intentions.

"You, come here, I have something for you. Ruan Ruoshui's hands rubbed the long skirt, and said with some twisting, and her little face was slightly red.

"What is it?" Zheng Fan got up from his chair and leaned over to Ruan Ruoshui's side.

"Bang~" Ruan Ruoshui quickly kissed Zheng Fan's cheek, then turned around and ran out.

Zheng Fan was stunned at that time, touched his right cheek, and said with a wry smile: "Senior sister, what a please~"

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In the blink of an eye, three days have arrived. At this moment, above the Broken Heart Platform, Murong Wentian was floating in the air, the purple robe on his body moved with the wind, and an incomparable momentum that dominated the heavens and the earth dispersed, and he said loudly: "The once-a-decade sect level battle is about to start in less than a month, and today, we are going to the immeasurable god realm." ”

Murong Wentian paused, looking at the excited expressions on the faces of the more than 100,000 disciples in the audience, he was also excited in his heart: "It's been a thousand years, a whole thousand years, my Sword Sect is struggling in the third-rate sect, this time, I must be promoted to the second-rate Xiuzhen Sect, all disciples, have confidence!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The emotions of more than 100,000 disciples had been completely mobilized by Murong Wentian.

Although he wants to be in the sword gate, he is deceitful, heartbroken, cruel and ruthless. But this is the law of the Desire Sword Gate that has been passed down for thousands of years!

Today, the master of the Sword Sect raised his arms and shouted, and all the disciples were excited.

"After entering the Infinite God Realm, you can just slash and seize the sword talisman. After returning to the sect, they will exchange ten times the number for the sect sword talisman. Everyone should take the lead bravely, and don't fall into the momentum of my desire sword gate!"

"Although a large part of you are still in the Dao Heart Field. But you must know that everyone has gone through this heart field once, including me, Murong Wentian, who also crawled out of this heart field back then. ”

When all the disciples heard this, especially the 100,000 disciples of the Dao Heart Field, they were all excited.

The master of the sect also came out of the Dao Heart Field? Then what reason do we have to complain? The law of the jungle is the only law of natural selection!

Murong Wentian was very pleased at this time, he was very proud of his eloquence, and with just a few words, he could incite people's hearts. Actually, where did he go to what Dao Heart Field?

He Murong Wentian was originally the illegitimate son of the previous door master, and after the old door master died, he naturally became the door master.

Of course, no one knows about this except him, because everyone who knows about it has long since died, including his biological mother!

"Where is the traceless?" Murong Wentian shouted.

"The disciple is here!"

In the distance, a giant snake flew quickly. But when they looked closely, all the disciples couldn't help but gasp.

And he saw the serpent, with two horns on its head and two wings on its back. The two wings were for a while, more than 20 zhang wide, and with incomparable momentum, they flew towards the broken heart platform.

"It's... Ying Long?!" Zheng Fan frowned, he could tell at a glance that it was Jiang Wuxian, because no matter how he changed, his eyes could not be changed.

But Jiang Wuxian at this moment gave Zheng Fan a cold-blooded and ruthless feeling: "Xuan-level incarnation peak, ancient Yinglong?"

Jiang Wuxian came to Murong Wentian's side, and instantly dispersed and stood aside respectfully.

Murong Wentian smiled, looking arrogant: "This is my disciple, Jiang Wuxian! Traceless qualifications are very ordinary, and his physique is also average, but under my teaching, he has successfully gone from an ordinary outer disciple at the tenth level of the Body Refining Realm to now a master of the peak Dharma Body of the Transformation Realm. ”

"It took only about five years. Speaking of this, Murong Wentian paused, his eyes glanced away from the audience, and he saw the eyes of all the disciples, full of envy and unwillingness.

That's right, just unwilling.

He Jiang Wuxian is a kid with no qualifications, why did he get the favor of the door master?

People with average qualifications can become extremely powerful under the personal teaching of the sect master, if they change to someone with slightly better qualifications, wouldn't it be possible to conjure up a ground-level law body?

Murong Wentian took in the expressions of all the disciples, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't be envious, I announce that the ten disciples with the best performance in the third-rate sect level battle this time will become my Murong Wentian's closed disciples, and I will personally teach you." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"What? What a glory it would be to be a disciple of the master?"

"However, among the more than 100,000 disciples, can only produce ten? It seems that we have no chance, there are countless powerful senior brothers in the inner gate, no matter how it turns, it will not be our turn. ”

"Yes, no matter how hard you try, you can't catch up with those powerful senior brothers, alas, it seems that good luck is still reserved for those who have strength. ”

From the excitement at the beginning, the mood of the disciples began to slowly become low, just because the probability of these ten places was too low.

Among them, the most are those disciples who have cultivated mediocre. They knew very well that in the Sword Desire Sect, they might not even be at the bottom, so how could they dare to become a disciple of the sect master?

Among the disciples, many of them are people who have participated in several sect level battles, after all, it is only once in ten years, and many of them have participated in three or four times, or even more than five times.

I was also very aware of the horror and danger of that immeasurable divine realm.

"It seems that this time it's still the old rule, find a place to hide steadily, anyway, the food in the Qiankun bag has already been prepared. If you stay up for three months, even if you escape and ascend to heaven, then what kind of reward you don't want. ”

"Yes, that's right, keep hiding, I've survived all these years!"

How powerful is Murong Wentian's divine sense? These more than 100,000 disciples muttered in a low voice, and he didn't fall at all, and they all listened to it.

Murong Wentian smiled and said, "Disciples, I know the concerns in your hearts, but the number of these ten closed disciples is not determined by the number of sword talismans. ”

As soon as these words came out, a glimmer of hope instantly appeared in the eyes of all the disciples.

"I will divide it according to your cultivation realm, for example, a disciple of the Transformation Realm has captured a thousand sword runes, that is nothing unusual. With a little luck, most of them can be done. ”

"But. Murong Wentian changed his words: "But if a disciple of the Body Refining Realm can obtain about a hundred sword talismans, then I will consider accepting him as a disciple." This is an assessment process. ”

"Of course, I'm just giving an example, the only thing I want to explain is that the criterion for the selection of disciples is not based on the number of sword talismans, but a comprehensive measurement. ”

"Therefore, as long as you exert your strongest strength, it is possible to obtain the quota of this closed disciple, even if you only have the first level of the body refining realm, but as long as you dare to surpass yourself, I Murong Wentian will give you this opportunity. ”

Speaking of this, Murong Wentian waved his hand and said loudly: "Do you dare to sacrifice your life to fight?"

"Fight with your life!"

"Fight with your life!"

"Fight with your life!"

The emotions of more than 100,000 disciples were brought to a peak by Murong Wentian's words, and they shouted in unison, and the voice shook the universe and resounded through the sky.

"Okay!" Murong Wentian nodded, stretched out his right hand to the side, and a dark red delicate small tripod appeared in his hand.

Around the small ding, there are nine very delicate dragon-shaped patterns. Murong Wentian threw the small tripod into the sky, and suddenly the nine majestic dragon groans sounded, it was the treasure of the town faction - the Nine Dragons Divine Ding!