The road of asking the heart finally came to an end in the evening of the second day.

Among the 10,000 disciples, only more than 1,000 were eliminated, and the remaining 9,000 people, many of whom barely survived, were also complacent and particularly proud.

When Elder Deadwood was leaving, he looked at Bi Yu silently for a long time, his gaze was undisguised, Bi Yu could feel it, although there were doubts in his heart, but neither side had anything to break, they were safe and sound, and they left separately.

The third level of Dabi, but it is a test of life and death, this level is called Yuelongtai, and it will be launched in Tianlong Peak the next day.

Among them, more than 9,000 customs clearance disciples are qualified to challenge the elite disciples, and if they win, they will be successfully promoted to the elite, and their status will leap to the top and become the core of the cabinet.

And all elite disciples who are defeated by the hands of the disciples who have cleared the customs will be deprived of their elite status and relegated to the inner gate, and it will take ten years before they are eligible to break into the big competition in the cabinet and regain their status.

This is the cruel law of survival, survival of the fittest, and respect for the strong.

Nebula Pavilion is indeed huge, and all kinds of cultivation resources are abundant, but the supply of these resources is also divided according to each person's status, strength, and potential.

If the new is better than the old, and the lateer prevails, it is also indisputable.

How much ability a person has, how many resources can be occupied, in the Nebula Pavilion, only the strong are respected, and only the weak tend to follow.

In this year's cabinet competition, dozens of people were former elites.

The strength of these dozens of people is recognized by the disciples of the entire Nebula Pavilion, such as Bi Yu, a dark horse who suddenly rises, after all, there are very few, and most of the strong people are all famous in the past, slowly accumulating and precipitating.

Returning to Zizhuyuan, Ye Fang didn't know when to go out and couldn't find her trace.

Bi Yu didn't care, and sat on the ground in the courtyard, immersed in the self-forgetfulness and self-forgetfulness, familiar with the realm of heart change.

The cold wind howls in the heavens and the earth, the stars and the moon dim tonight, and there are snowflakes falling from the sky, falling on the earth, and disappearing into the darkness of the night.

Another year is coming to an end.

Bi Yu's eyes were blurred, looking at the snowflakes in the sky, looking at the endless starry sky behind the curtain that night, his heart was empty, he had forgotten too much, but he couldn't forget the company of his parents by his side on this same snowy night for more than ten years.

And now, this year, he is about to become a man, from the immaturity of the age of seventeen to the maturity of the age of eighteen, but he is already alone.

Snowflakes fell one by one, falling on his shoulders and on his long hair.

dyed his black hair white, revealing exhaustion and vicissitudes, blocking his vision, unable to see even a trace of starlight behind the endless night sky.

"Some experiences have to pay a painful price, and some happiness is difficult to recover after loss"

As his eyes gradually cleared, Bi Yu slowly closed his eyes, in this cold winter night, his figure was gradually buried by heavy snow, and the biting cold could not be colder than his current heart.

Ye Fang didn't return overnight, and Bi Yu also sat quietly in this courtyard for a night.

As soon as the Yuelongtai level is about to start, it is already early in the morning, and if you don't move, it will be too late.

Slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the long breath was like a cloud arrow, piercing the flying snowflakes, but I heard a brisk footstep outside the courtyard, and the snorting sound of stepping on the thick snow.

Bi Yu slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the figure of Ye Fang pushing open the courtyard door with a smile.

"Senior brother" Ye Fang called, bowing to him, the white little cotton jacket, embroidered with pieces of flowers, lined with the surrounding snow, looked bright and lovely.

Bi Yu nodded, it was a response, he didn't ask where the other party went, he already had a rough answer to these questions in his heart, and when he got up slowly, a lot of snow covered his body fell.

Luckily, the snow was flying, white and expansive, through the snowflakes, he looked at Ye Fang, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally said: "It's cold, go back to the room." ”

Ye Fang was stunned, and the smile on her face froze slightly, this was the first time she heard Bi Yu's slightly caring words, she was stunned for a while, and when she wanted to speak again, she found that Bi Yu's figure was fluttering and had left.

When she turned around, there was only a floating shadow, disappearing at the end of the purple bamboo forest, disappearing from her sight.

"Senior brother!"

At the top of Tianlong Peak, on the small square in front of the Nebula Palace, I don't know when, ten rings have been placed on this square.

Each ring has a radius of more than 30 zhang, and is made of fine stones, which is solid and thick.

In these ten rings, there were ten Qi Crazy Realm martial artists dressed in purple and green strong suits, all of them heroic, and their figures did not move in the snowflakes in the sky, as if they were waiting.

On both sides of the road under the ring, there was a row of blue-armored guards standing solemnly, the wolf looked at the eagle, quite a bit of evil, and in the side hall farther away, there were many elders and protectors sitting in it, their eyes swept from time to time, implying concern.

Whoosh!

Several rapid wind-breaking sounds suddenly came from the winding mountain road, shaking away the snowflakes fluttering in the sky, revealing a fierce aura.

In front of the flowers, there have been four figures stepping on the snow, each foot does not touch the ground, the body is mysterious, after reaching the top of the mountain, the speed does not decrease a bit, straight to the ten rings in the center of the square.

These four people were calm and sharp-eyed, and before they came to the ring, their speed suddenly slowed down, and they landed steadily, retracting and releasing freely.

But seeing that they were silent to each other, they hugged their fists towards the ten elite disciples in the ring, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

The snowflakes are still there, and the cold wind is whimpering.

At the top of the huge Tianlong Peak, except for a slight sound coming from time to time in the side hall, there was no sound spreading, and it was extremely quiet.

This quietness, with the passage of time, formed a rather oppressive atmosphere, revealing the solemn momentum buried by the wind and snow.

After these four people, five more people arrived, also sitting cross-legged, and after waiting for a long time, this oppressive atmosphere became even stronger.

No one spoke, only the cold wind whistling in their ears, and no one moved, only the snow drifting away with the wind.

As the minutes and seconds passed, the wind and snow did not weaken, but intensified, the snow covered the sky and the sun, and the cold wind roared like a dragon and a tiger.

In the side hall, the displeasing words of a few elders and Dharma protectors had been faintly heard, and after being blocked by the sound of the wind and snow, they turned into intermittent whimpering.

"Then Bi Yu still has a future, but give up?"

Finally, one of the elders seemed to be impatient, frowned, and slowly opened his eyes, looking out of the side hall, looking at the winding mountain road that was not very clear in the vast white snow.

As he looked, he saw that between the white mountain road, faintly, a figure suddenly appeared vaguely.

The figure was not clear at first, but it suddenly approached in an instant, as if it had squeezed into the pupil of the eye from an extremely far away, and the figure was completely condensed.

A torn battle armor, a blood-red cloak that connects to the sky, hunting with the wind, long black hair wrapped around the white snow, and a little red in the center of the eyebrows, which is particularly eye-catching.

"He's coming. ”

Bai Aya'er's voice, crisp and ethereal, sounded in the hall.