Two days later, outside the palace of despair.

Yang Jiao stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes turned to the continuous peach forest, and then glanced at Hua Qiangu beside him, and said leisurely:

"In the east of the East China Sea, there is a peach tree stretching, and its splendor is also scorching, and there are those who win ten miles of red dust and splendor, so it is called ten miles of peach forest."

"You have planted peach trees for a year, but the peach forest is only more than a mile, when will you be able to plant a peach forest with ten miles of red dust on my fairy island?"

Since Hua Qiangu revealed that he was a reborn person in front of Yang Jiao, he no longer had the cautious attitude he used to be.

She smiled and said:

"I'm just a new beginner disciple, I am either cultivating or practicing swordsmanship on weekdays, and there are many courses specially set up for beginner disciples to take, so I have a little time to plant trees at night, and it is normal to plant slowly."

Yang Jiao said calmly:

"Now that you have performed extremely mediocre in the Fairy Sword Conference, you have not even entered the top five, I am afraid that no one will accept you as an apprentice, and you will only become an ordinary disciple on the mountain in the future."

"Then from now on, your time is quite forgiving, anyway, you are now withdrawn and silent, and you don't like to be close to people, and when the fairy sword conference is over, you will come to the Palace of Despair, and when you will plant a ten-mile peach forest for me, it is not too late to return to Changliu Mountain."

His eyes lit up suddenly:

"Judging from the posture and majesty you revealed, before you were reborn, the realm cultivation should be a well-known existence in the Six Realms, you should know what it means to keep your promises, since you have received my Broken Mind Sword, then what you have promised will naturally be completed dutifully."

When Hua Qiangu heard this, her long eyelashes covered the strange light under her eyes, and she couldn't help but secretly say:

"Bai Zihua, you are still so cold and ruthless after all, and you refuse to admit that you have been reborn like me, I want to see how long you want to pretend."

Her eyes sank slightly:

"I'm your life and death, and you just let me stay in the Palace of Despair? It is necessary to know that planting a ten-mile peach forest must be planted according to the style you give, which is not something that can be planted in a short time. ”

"With my realm, plus the progress of cultivation in the future, it will take as little as eight or nine years, or more than ten years, before I can completely plant a ten-mile peach forest."

Hua Qiangu stared at Yang Jiao with interest, and said word by word:

"Your Excellency, you really want to leave me in the Palace of Despair for so long, in case something happens, you are burdened by my life and death calamity, and dragged into the abyss of no return, won't you have no head for a long time, and the righteous path of the world is equivalent to losing the Optimus Jade Pillar."

"At that time, none of the ten immortal sect generals will be able to resist the seven killings, and the beings of the Six Realms who have been guarding by the Venerable Lord are only afraid that it will be a blessing and a curse."

"So, do you still want to keep me in the Palace of Despair?"

Yang Jiao's eyes are deep:

"Life and death? If you say that you are a regenerate person, why are you always stuck in the predetermined fate of your previous life? ”

"Cultivating immortals is a trip against the sky, whether it is the small three disasters and the big three disasters to be crossed by becoming immortals, or the so-called life and death calamity."

"This is the calamity that the Heavenly Dao deliberately brought down to cultivators like us, there is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it, only by facing it calmly, can we break through the calamity."

Hua Qiangu's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he said in his heart:

"It's such a clear language, if you don't be reborn, it's a strange thing."

She said noncommittally:

"Your Excellency has said so, after the Immortal Sword Conference, I will go to Immortal Island to plant trees."

Hua Qiangu seemed to remember something, and said:

"Since the World Venerable Moyan has said before the start of the Immortal Sword Conference, he has already said that those who can win the championship in one fell swoop will be able to become the disciple of the head of the sect for a long time, and the head of Penglai, Ni Qianzhang, has been bent on becoming a disciple of the Venerable One."

"In private, he first provided Ni Mantian with pills to enhance mana cultivation, and then passed on some cultivation to the maximum extent without arousing suspicion."

"I even gave the Biluo Sword disguised as an ordinary long sword."

"This sword is an ancient fierce sword, the sword qi is pressing, hurting people invisibly, once injured by the sword qi, although the appearance does not show traces, but the internal organs of the person have been crushed."

"In order to prevent being discovered, although the Biluo Sword is sealed, the power is still not to be underestimated, and its ferocity is still three or four out of ten."

She frowned slightly, revealing a hint of worry:

"Tomorrow is the final of the Fairy Sword Conference to compete for the top spot, Sugar Treasure has only been cultivating for about a year, can he really beat Ni Mantian?"

Yang Jiao pointed at the sword, and before Hua Qiangu could react, he tapped it on the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly, the dark black sun imprint flashed away.

In the dark, Hua Qiangu only felt that his cultivation efficiency was tens or hundreds of times higher than before.

"Bai Zihua, are you here?"

Yang Jiao said lightly:

"After more than a thousand years of cultivation, I finally realized and created a few secret methods, and now you still think that the sugar treasure is no match for the sky?"

Hua Qiangu was full of doubts in his heart:

"In my previous life, I was a master and apprentice with him for twenty or thirty years, how could I not know that he had created such a secret method? Could it be that I cursed him to live forever and never grow old, and he was reborn after I died, after an unknown number of years, so that he created such a secret method against the sky. ”

She looked at Yang Jiao with clear eyes, and secretly thought:

"Bai Zihua, you showed your feet, and said that you were not reborn, this secret method is the best proof."

The corners of Hua Qiangu's mouth are shallow:

"Your Excellency, you are worthy of being the first person in the Six Realms, and you are impressed by the thousand bones."

Next.

On the Nagaruyama Square.

The three statues of Changliu are high on the altar, and the heads and elders of the major immortal sects have also been seated, and the eight thousand disciples of Changliu are all sitting cross-legged in Tuanpu.

Suddenly, Yang Jiao drank lightly:

"Neon sky, Sugar Baby."

The new initiation disciples all sat cross-legged at the front of all the long-standing disciples, and then they saw two shadows get up, one after the other, and walked out, and said in unison:

"The disciple is here."

Yang Jiao looked indifferent:

"The one who can win the championship today will become my disciple, I hope you will give full play to your greatest strength, this time, you can use any ability generously."

"Ni Mantian, you have only practiced the entry swordsmanship for a long time, and when you fight, it doesn't hurt to use the Penglai swordsmanship you are best at, and the sword in your hand needs me to unseal it for you."

As soon as these words came out, a middle-aged man in a brown robe and a beard above couldn't help but change color.

Everyone lowered their eyes to the sword in the palm of the sky.

Dongfang Yuqing seemed to be extremely surprised, and exclaimed:

"Ancient fierce sword, Biluo sword!"

Ni Mantian hurriedly said:

"I also hope that the Venerable will forgive the sin, and the disciple is eager to win, so he rashly uses the Biluo Sword."

Yang Jiao ancient well no wave road:

"I have made it clear that today I am the one who accepts the apprentices, no matter what means you have, you can use it, do you need me to unseal the Biluo Sword for you?"

"I need to remind you that your cultivation is not enough to know the micro realm, once this sword is unsealed, the fierceness in the sword hurts others and hurts yourself, do you want to solve it?"

There was a ruthlessness in the eyes of the neon sky:

"Mantian only wishes to become a disciple of the Venerable One, and I implore the Venerable One to unlock the seal of the Biluo Sword."

Yang Jiao flicked his fingers, and a ray of light merged into the long sword in the palm of the neon mantian, this simple and unpretentious black sword turned into a crystal clear blue long sword, constantly exuding a fierce killing aura.

(End of chapter)