Mirror Xuanjie, Pingluan Academy.

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The idea of "opening another door" lingered in Lin Chuan's mind, so much so that what Yan Wushuang said later was all ignored by him.

Before Jiang Luo came back, Lin Chuan responded with a few "uh-huh-hmm" and went back to his school first.

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Chuan sank into the shrine.

Inside the shrine, Lingying finally stopped arguing and began to work together on how to manipulate the shadows.

The spirit made a huge searchlight, and the darkness was like a dancing god, competing with his own shadow under the lamp.

Lin Chuan sighed helplessly, ignored these two fools, sat on the shore of the Lingdian Lake by himself, and began to sort out what he had to do in the near future.

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In two days, the secret realm of the academy will be opened, and the students of this class will enter to compete for rankings.

At this time in previous years, there must have been speculation about the freshman list in Pingluan Daily, but now all the students' attention was attracted by the murder of Senior Sister Li Yueru.

In Kyushu, life is actually the cheapest thing, whether it is a monk or a common person.

It is the norm for loose cultivators to kill people and seize treasures, even if they are disciples of the same sect, they may lose their lives because they failed to keep their hands during the discussion.

Not to mention those ordinary people, if they really meet those evil cultivators, maybe the people of a village will meet again in the soul flag.

The death of a person is actually not a big deal, and it can attract the attention of the whole academy, just because of Li Yueru's special identity.

Even if he is a member of the Three Sects, as long as he enters the Pingluan Academy, he can be regarded as half a protégé of the Great Master, not to mention that Li Yueru was also accepted as a disciple by Elder Dong and became a disciple of half of the Wuji Sect.

One life offended the two top forces in the world, even if Lin Chuan didn't act, the murderer would not be able to get away with it.

It's just that as disciples of Wuji Sect, Lin Chuan and the others can't ignore Li Yueru's death and wait for the result, but they want to make a difference.

And Lin Chuan still can't be sure whether Zhu Li's words are true or false, and letting Liu Zheng issue a distress order is the safest way at the moment.

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In the Shentai, Lin Chuan asked Ling to sort out the analysis he had just made into a dossier and sent it to Xiao Zuo, and by the way, he also asked Ling to bring the idea of opening another door to Xiao Zuo.

One person is short, Xiao Zuo's more than 800 hearts, no need to use in vain, solving such a thing, how can you expect a martial artist who has been messing with Lao Huang for two years.

Seeing Ling easily pass through the barrier, Lin Chuan sighed a little abruptly.

Since Xiao Zuo also opened the shrine, he and Xiao Zuo have met only a handful of times in the shrine, and even the daily communication has become sparse, and the two of them have tacitly maintained a distance from each other.

At first, Lin Chuan was still a little uncomfortable, feeling that it was because of the transparent barrier in the Shentai that separated him from Xiao Zuo, and there were too many things he encountered here, so he naturally neglected the communication with Xiao Zuo.

But it didn't take long for him, a sluggish martial artist, to feel that this transparent barrier was not an obstacle between them, but a protection of their bottom line.

Because with the improvement of his cultivation, he also vaguely felt the consequences of the broken barrier, thinking about it, Xiao Zuo should have understood this a long time ago, so he deliberately kept his distance.

"When the day came...... Am I still me? ”

Lin Chuan muttered in a low voice, then shook his head, threw all these headaches out of his head, and then teleported to the bronze door of the vein, and began to ponder how to open this door from the inside.

Looking at the fire attribute spiritual power gushing out from behind the door, Lin Chuan suddenly felt that his closed disciple was fake.

When Jiang Luo had not yet entered the sea of qi, Wuchen had already begun to teach her the experience of cultivating through the divine realm, and the little monk who was born in the sea of qi had already obtained the true inheritance of Master Yi Nian.

Only Lin Chuan went from Jue Ling to Qi Sea in a daze, and the only killer feature was still thought out by Ling Dark.

But this matter is actually no wonder Wu Tian, the old madman never thought that Lin Chuan would be able to realize his spirit so quickly, and because of the Heavenly Mirror, when the Dao Body came, he only mentioned a few words, and there was no way to teach his disciples face-to-face like the Forgotten Dust Monk and Master Yinian.

It's just that Yan Wushuang and the second senior sister Lin Chuan has never met are the same, and Wu Tian's way of educating his apprentices has always been free-range.

The old madman's original words are: The road that the predecessors have walked has an end, and the road that you have traveled out of is the path of immortality.

Anyway, it was impossible for Wu Tian to admit that he was just troublesome......

Lin Chuan just complained silently to the master in front of the bronze, and did not stay too long, and left the shrine directly.

According to the senior brother, this portal can only be opened from the inside until it reaches the Hedao realm, which means that with his current cultivation, even with Xiao Zuo, he can't open the door with brute force.

People are self-aware, Lin Chuan feels that it is more reasonable to leave the matter of using his brain to Xiao Zuo, as for himself, it is better to take advantage of this time to cultivate for a while is the right way.

After all, Xiao Zuo's cultivation speed was too slow, and the aura lakes that spanned both sides of the Shentai were basically able to expand steadily by relying on Lin Chuan's cultivation.

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Xuantian City, Pingluan Schoolyard.

Just when Lin Chuan began to cultivate, Liu Zheng used up the sect's distress order according to Jiang Luo's instructions.

A brilliant pillar of light rose into the night sky from the school field, and at the same time as the pillar of light rose, the voice full of grief and indignation also spread throughout the entire Xuantian City.

"The same door is dead in Pingluan Academy! Liu Zheng, a disciple of Wuji Sect, please uphold justice in the sect! ”

"Please uphold justice from the sect...... Please ask the sect to uphold justice ......"

Whether it was the students in the Mid-Sky Academy, or the freshmen who had not yet entered the sea of qi and stayed in Xuantian City, everyone was attracted by the sound that echoed under the night sky, and they all ran out of the door one by one, looking at the pillar of light that soared into the sky with a shocked expression.

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"That's the Wuji Sect's distress order!"

"Is this the Wuji Sect......?"

"The coercion in that pillar of light is on par with that of a great master!"

"It's just the death of a disciple who hasn't officially started, and there is such a big battle, Liu Zheng, this madman...... It's really arrogant. ”

"The grapes that can't be eaten are the most sour, whether it's a madman or a fool, who doesn't want to enter such a sect......"

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The pillar of light of this distress order looked magnificent, but in fact, it was to deter the enemy, and the real information was sent directly to the tokens of the Wuji Elders.

In the early years, the monks were no strangers to the Wuji Sect's distress orders.

At that time, the Wuji Sect was the enemy of the whole world, and the disciples of the sect were all iron-headed babies, and when they traveled, they all wanted to engrave the four words "Wuji Sect people" on their heads.

So they will be besieged at every turn, but the Wuji disciples in the same realm are all deadly fighters, often with more than one enemy, and they are not left behind, and the people of Wuji Gate never know what face is, they will run if they can't fight, and they will be hacked as long as they find an opportunity.

In the end, it will always provoke the elders of other sects to interfere.

And the bottom line of the Wuji Sect is that the big can't bully the small, so every time they encounter a high-level enemy, these disciples of the Wuji Sect are like being beaten with chicken blood, and they will throw out a distress order without hesitation.

At that time, the Wuji Sect will let those elders who made a move understand what it really is to bully the small with the big, not to mention Wu Tian's old madman, even the existence of Wuji Ancestor has a record of personally ending up many times.

Later, when the monks all knew about the immoral rules of the Wuji Sect, they all restrained the disciples and tried not to provoke this group of madmen, unless they were sure to kill them instantly.

Moreover, after the appearance of the Heavenly Mirror, the Wuji Sect also began to restrain the sect members, and when Hongchen was refining their hearts, they also began to hide their identities.

Kyushu has ushered in a rare period of peace.

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After receiving the distress order, the elders' tokens began to ring non-stop.

"Liu Zheng? The little martial artist who got close to my second child? ”

"People died in Pingluan Academy, is the great teacher not in the academy? Or is it deliberately partial? ”

"Don't talk about the existence of the One Realm, inform the ancestor, the Wuji Sect has been quiet for a while, and now anyone dares to come and tease the tiger's beard."

"Immeasurable fucking Shou Buddha! Senior Brother Yi Nian went to the Demon Land, but don't let that baby bump have an accident! You contact the ancestor, I'll go first! ”

In a sect like Wuji Sect, few elders can endure the temperament to stay in the mountain gate with peace of mind, except for "otaku" like Lao Huang, even if he is the most indifferent master, he will always go to the demon land for a walk.

Therefore, most of the elders are traveling around Kyushu, and when they see injustices, they take care of them, and when they encounter evil cultivators, they go to kill them......

The cultivation of these elders did not rely on retreat, otherwise the Wuji Sect would not have been called the madhouse of Kyushu.

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On the other side, a golden light also flashed in the mansion of the Great Master of Pingluan Academy.

The great master who overlooked Yong'an City in the Star Picking Tower, after getting the news, directly tore open the void in front of him and returned to the academy

"Elder Dong, come in."

The heavy wooden door opened without wind, and Dong Dongdong, who had been standing outside the door for half a night, walked in expressionlessly, and the great master who was shrouded in golden light still couldn't see his face clearly, but Elder Dong clearly felt a helpless emotion.

"This distress order was sent in a bit of a hurry, and I'm afraid I'm going to be laughed at by Wuji."

Elder Dong looked directly at the great master who was shrouded in golden light, and said word by word:

"Wuji Sect never jokes with people's lives, this is the academy of the Great Teacher, and I also ask the Great Master to tell who the murderer is, all the cause and effect, I Wuji Sect bears it."

"A life is not worth the face of this seat and Wuji, and after the big competition, this seat will give you an explanation."

The Great Master said in a flat tone, waved his hand, and sent Elder Dong out of the room, a Heavenly Array Master of the Dao Realm had no room for resistance at all, and was sent back to his mansion like this.

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At the same time, in the city lord's mansion in Yuncheng, Nalan Yi got up from the spacious bathtub and waved his embroidered robe, covering the white and graceful carcass.

At this time, the city lord's mansion was full of greenery, and it no longer had that solemn taste, but because of the lush grass and trees, there was a lot of vitality.

Nalan Yi looked at the three bright moons outside the window, slowly stretched out his palm, and let a sapling grow in the palm of his hand, until the sapling withered, and then said softly:

"Uncle Fu, come in."

The door opened without wind, Mu Qingfeng lowered his head, walked in very respectfully, and said with some concern:

"Miss, that clan was born......

Nalan Yi suddenly clenched his palm, and the sapling in his palm suddenly turned into green light chips and floated into the night sky.

"Heh, in their eyes, I'm just a target, since they are committing murder in my name, there is a way to die, but I still have to bother Uncle Fu to go through it himself, don't let the human race underestimate me."

Mu Qingfeng looked at Nalan Yi's indifferent eyes, and felt very uncomfortable, the little girl who followed him every day, "Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu" kept calling, has also grown up, and has also carried the rise and fall of the family.

Although this is a great thing for the Demon Zhi clan, Mu Qingfeng still wants to see the carefree eldest lady even more......

“…… Don't worry, Miss, I'll take care of it. ”

Mu Qingfeng pondered for a while, but still gave up the idea of comforting Nalan Yi, and bowed down to take the order.

This is the mission of the Nalan family, and what he can do is to try his best to solve problems for Miss, not useless persuasion.

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Because of Pingluan Academy, Xuantian City has gathered the eyeliner of the major sects.

This night, all forces received information from the Wuji Sect for help, some were gloating, some were uneasy, and some were indifferent.

However, the Tianjiao sent by various forces did not know that something big had happened in Pingluan Academy, but they were all gearing up, preparing to step on which "abandoned children" in the academy in this big competition and make a name for themselves.

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"Sister, why don't we go back to the palace, why are we here to participate in this big competition? In any case, we are also the descendants of the royal family, and we are competing with these courtiers...... I'm afraid it will make people laugh. ”

In the luxurious carriage, Qin Ziyin held the fawn bell dance, and complained very lazily.

Originally, they had already passed Xuantian City, but Qin Wanrong didn't know what kind of wind she had, so she asked the Tiger Army to escort the ashes of the little princess and the two princes to take the first step, and she took him back to Xuantian City.

"Are you being beaten stupid in your head?"

Qin Wanrong shaved her younger brother's scalp, and explained with hatred that iron is not steel:

"Who told you that we are going to participate in the big competition, as a prince, you have no ambition, you have to know how to protect yourself, every year in the big competition, there will be a lot of pride, even if these people can't be included in the command, you can also form a good relationship with them."

"Oh, I thought my sister couldn't let go of that Lin Chuan, and wanted to go to Pingluan Academy to find out the news, I heard that there is a Wuji disciple named Liu Zheng, who has become the biggest thorn in the freshmen......"

The more Qin Ziyin spoke, the quieter his voice became, and the bell dance heel in his arms suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly got into the spirit pet space.

The Twelve Princes, who didn't have the door on their mouths, turned their heads a little stiffly, and just met Qin Wanrong's indifferent eyes......

Soon, Qin Ziyin's screams sounded in the carriage, and Qin Wanrong had only one thought now:

"This brother should not stay for a long time."

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