Mountaintop.

It was still quiet, and when they climbed up from the bottom of the hill, there was no one here.

Ying Liyue asked curiously, "What about them?"

"Who?"

Ying Liyue: "...... I worship you as a teacher now, don't you have three other disciples? For example, the senior brother I met, what about the current person?"

"Of course I'm cultivating. Elder Deadwood replied with confidence.

Ying Liyue was stunned for a moment, and then asked depressedly: "You guys just take me in the door and don't care, right?" At the beginning, I said that I could do whatever I wanted, and there was no one at the welcome party for a long time, although there were few people, but it also enlivened the atmosphere, otherwise I felt that this Longhua Peak was quiet, there was no one else, and it was lifeless. ”

"Aren't all cultivators like this, you still want a welcome party, what do you want? If you have the time to think about this, you should think about your cultivation, your strength is the lowest, although you are the youngest, but your potential does not mean everything, because the sect is more than that. ”

"What Dabi?" asked Ying Liyue indifferently.

Does it have anything to do with this?

However, the other party's answer really had something to do with him, only to see Elder Deadwood smile slightly, that kind of ill-intentioned smile made Ying Liyue's heart suddenly burst out.

Sure enough, a bad sense of premonition came, and the next second Elder Deadwood said directly: "The big competition of the sect will require the youngest disciples of each mountain peak to participate every year, and all of you who participate are personal disciples, in the past, they went to this sect, and in the early years, when they only accepted one apprentice, they went painstakingly, and later accepted the second apprentice, that is, the second apprentice, and then accepted the third apprentice, and then the third apprentice, and then it became the third apprentice." ”

"There is not much difference between the time when they take in apprentices, so each of them only participates a few times, but you are different, this seat has decided, you are the closed disciple of this seat, so in the future, we will participate in the big competition of Longhua Peak every year. ”

Ying Liyue: "......"

After a while, she looked at the lonely mountain with a wooden face, and asked with a little expectation: "What about the big competition, is there any reward? Or what are the rules, if I am seriously injured, is there any compensation or something, or if I hurt someone else, can his weapon or something be rewarded to me as a reward?"

Actually, she doesn't hate it very much, the key is to have a good take, just take it better than no good, isn't this delaying her cultivation.

And he is not the kind of person who is particularly showy, originally he thought that he would quietly enter this Qingshan Academy, get his own things, and he would almost leave after cultivating, so that the academy would not pay attention to her, and he also remembered a favor from the academy, and he was willing to repay it if he could do it.

Who would have thought that he accidentally played too much during the assessment, and directly became the most eye-catching disciple in history, so that he could only make an example of the chickens and monkeys, ensure his personal safety first, and then make other plans.

But all this was not his intention, he was actually a low-key person.

"Little girl, you must want to shine on it. Elder Deadwood sneered, "Don't think about it so much, as far as I know, there are no personal disciples this year. ”

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, this year, except for you, the elders of the other peaks, the peak masters, did not accept disciples, those from the inner gate did not participate in the big competition, and they did not have this qualification, the personal disciples of Qingshan Academy totaled one hundred and thirty-eight, and now one hundred and thirty-nine people are added to you, and some old disciples are no longer participating, do you know how many of the smallest disciples of each peak add up?"

"How much?" Ying Liyue suddenly had a bad premonition.

Deadwood smiled: "Seventy-one." ”

"How much?" exclaimed Ying Liyue.

What's that?

Did he hear it wrong, how could there be so many?

"You heard me right, I'm talking about the peaks, the youngest disciples of the elders, and I'm not talking about the young, you must know that there are a total of three disciples like the Guardian Peak, and the youngest one is more than one hundred and thirty years old, he has been joining the Qingshan Academy for more than one hundred and twenty years, and now he is the cultivation of the Jindan Peak. ”

"This is not bad, he is only over a hundred years old, and the other side of Chaoxia Peak is even more strange, there is only one disciple in total, and that disciple is now more than six hundred and thirty years old, although he is much older than you, and even older than many elders, but he is indeed the only disciple of Chaoxia Peak, so according to the rules of Qingshan Academy, their peak, can only be fought by him. ”

"Then you are still fighting like this?" Ying Liyue suddenly felt that the world was spinning.

I thought I could get some benefits, but it's so unfair for a long time.

Who is the person who made this rule in Qingshan Academy? Come out of here, and my mother will promise not to kill you.

"Who's telling you about fairness. Elder Deadwood sat down on the floor, ready to tell him about the many rules and interesting things of the academy.

By the way, I hit the arrogance of this girl.

I just heard him continue: "The great competition of the disciples every year is actually a kind of preaching. ”

"Understood. Ying Liyue immediately understood his words.

Co-authoring a personal disciple contest is not for rewards or anything, but for the inner disciples and some other younger disciples.

After all, the exercises learned by the disciples in person, as well as the teachings of the masters, and the various skills are not comparable to others, and their ordinary disciples have no opportunity to learn these things, and the inheritance is not enough.

Therefore, every year's personal disciple competition, it should only be up to the point, in order to let the disciples below take a look, whether it is to motivate them to improve, or to let everyone have entertainment, of course, it may also be to let those ordinary disciples learn a little more.

This should be what the upper echelons meant.

But for him, there is no play, more than six hundred years old, it is all a primitive old monster, higher than the elder's chest cultivation, what is there to fight against him, a little disciple?

"Then what will be the final result of this big competition?" asked Ying Liyue with a little expectation.

Go up and try it, it's just a waste of time, if he is still abused by others, how willing is this.

Whether it was following Shizun before, or coming to a broken place like Yunze later, he had never suffered such a crime, and now he was a little nervous to face him all of a sudden.

Although he feels that he has a good talent and has mastered all kinds of combat skills very maturely, there is a saying in this world called one force to break ten thousand methods, which was once told to him by his master, no matter how many skills there are, no matter how unpredictable the means, when you meet a person whose strength exceeds you too much, these skills are completely useless.

In the world of cultivating immortals, you will often encounter such a thing, in the face of absolute strength, all your intrigues and tricks, all your means will become vulnerable.

She didn't think she could really defy the sky.