Of course, Ren Cangqiong was not in a hurry.

Because he knew that the most crucial step in martial arts cultivation was to rush through the level. Any martial artist, no matter how good the talent is and how superior the conditions are, the opportunity to break through the level is equal, and there is only one time.

Once you fail to rush through the level, you will be directly beaten back to your original form. There will be no second chance to impact. Unless there is a supernatural power against the sky, it will be broken and then re-cultivated.

But "breaking and then standing" is easy to say, and what can really be achieved is unless there are people who have great backers and great blessings. How many such people are there in the world?

Ren Cangqiong didn't feel that he had that great fortune.

There is only one chance to impact the realm of heaven and man.

This determines that the matter of rushing through the level must be carried out after nine out of ten are secure. And at this moment, Ren Cangqiong's physical body has been shaped, and he is absolutely qualified.

There is no doubt that the conditions in other aspects need to be improved.

The most important thing is that he does not have a stable environment to rush through the customs at present, which is the most important thing.

Five days later...... The newcomer disciples from all over the world have finally been notified that they will gather at the orientation desk of the Welcome Pavilion early tomorrow morning.

The welcome desk is a large square, which can accommodate 100,000 people, and it is magnificent.

Not far from Ren Cangqiong, someone behind him called "Brother Ren", but it was Beigong Yao.

Obviously, Beigong Yao has also lived in a simple house these days, and she was a little surprised to see Ren Cangqiong, an acquaintance. The two walked side by side and walked towards the welcome platform.

After a while, I came to the area of the welcome desk.

The majestic stone platform is like a huge stone from the sky inlaid there. And the whole platform is as neat as a knife and an axe, which is even more spectacular.

Ren Cangqiong and the beautiful woman walked side by side, but for no reason, they aroused many envious, jealous and hateful eyes. After all, there were not many female disciples in the Heavenly Pavilion, and there were even fewer good-looking ones.

And a natural immortal like Beigong Yao's temperament is simply a miracle!

Two or three thousand formal disciples were arranged in the inner perimeter of the square. And the outer disciples are on the periphery.

There is a clear hierarchy.

One hundred and eight rudders are also clearly distinguished. Ren Cangqiong and Beigong Yao came to the location where the rudder of the earth was located, but they saw Song Lan with a smile on his face, looking at them coming.

Next to Song Lan were several senior brothers, all of whom had met that day.

Fang Han, who was the leader, was full of energy today, and he was obviously dressed up carefully. Standing beside Song Lan, talking and laughing with Song Lan.

That Fang Han had been circling around Song Lan in the past few days, and he had also investigated the information of Ren Cangqiong and the others clearly.

I saw the people in the sky and Beigong Yao coming side by side. Although he was shocked by Beigong Yao's beautiful temperament, it was inconvenient to be rude in front of Song Lan.

Song Lan glanced at Fang Han with a little grievance, as if to say, Senior Brother Fang, what you have said in the past few days is awe-inspiring, and now my opponent is here, look at your performance.

Fang Han was not the kind of brainless young man, and smiled faintly: "Senior Sister Song, these two should also be your companions in Yunluo City, right?"

"That's what I said, but Young Master Ren and Miss Beigong are both characters that I can't climb. Senior Brother Fang, don't lift up your little sister. ”

Fang Han's face sank slightly, and he looked at it for a moment with a condescending gaze, and suddenly laughed: "I heard that Senior Brother Canglang relieved you that day?"

Ren Cangqiong and Beigong Yao knew that the comer was not good, but they had no intention of entanglement. Just smiled and took a seat in his place.

Fang Han's subordinates were unhappy: "Boy, what kind of attitude do you have? Senior Brother Fang spoke to you, he could afford to look down on you." It's your ancestors who don't know how many lifetimes of virtue they have accumulated......"

"That's it, you don't squeak, don't you look down on us?"

Fang Han waved his hand and said with a smile: "Ren Cangqiong, I have heard of your name. I also know that you and Senior Sister Song have some grievances in the secular world. I'm waiting for you here today, without him, I just want to be a middleman, untie your grievances in the world, and turn hostility into friendship, how about it?"

"Not good!"

Before Ren Cangqiong could speak, a person squeezed out behind him, but it was Ren Xinghe who was squeezed in from the periphery. He saw a group of people inside from a distance, stopping his brother, and he was in a hurry, so he pulled Ren Qingyun and rushed in. I happened to hear Senior Brother Fang's soft and hard tone, and my heart was extremely unhappy, and I blurted out a word of refusal.

Fang Han thought in his heart that since he had opened Chrysostom, it was impossible for this newcomer disciple to refuse except for cooperation.

With a gesture, help Song Lan break out of the siege and win the hearts of beautiful women, why not?

Who knows, it was rejected by someone!

Ren Xinghe couldn't see others threatening his relatives, and said angrily: "Song Lan's gambling match with my brother is evidenced by an oath. She Song Lan wants to play tricks, but there is no way!"

Fang Han laughed angrily: "Who are you? Do you know the rules?"

Ren Xinghe said calmly: "I am Ren Xinghe, and I am also a disciple of Tiange. ”

Fang Han laughed: "Heavenly Pavilion disciple, just a peripheral disciple, how dare to go to the area of a formal disciple to make a noise? Could it be that you really think that the rules of Heavenly Pavilion are useless?"

"What a bold boy, Senior Brother Fang, do you want me to teach you a lesson for this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky?"

Fang Han glanced at Ren Cangqiong coldly: "Ren Cangqiong, the decision is yours." Do you want to accept my mediation?"

If Fang Han had always been kind and good-natured, and let the firmament judge the situation, he might not have followed his tone and gave him a favor. At least don't bring worldly grievances to the Heavenly Pavilion.

But Fang Han wanted to use this condescending tone, feeling that he was superior, which made Ren Cangqiong feel very unhappy.

"Senior Brother Fang, the grievances between me and Song Lan are not intended to be mixed with others. I can't accept it. Do you guys have anything else to do?"

Fang Han was rejected twice in a row, and his face suddenly sank.

"Okay, good, sure enough, I am not ambitious. A young man with a character like you is rare in Tiange. The mountains don't turn around, and if you don't look up in the Heavenly Pavilion in the future, you won't see you, and Senior Brother Ren will have to put your eyes on the bright spots!"

Although Fang Han was rejected, he was not worried. Here in Tiange, even if the agreement of the gambling match is not canceled, so what?

Can Ren Cangqiong really call Song Lan as a slave? He Fang Han was the first to refuse.

In Fang Han's opinion, a disciple who was just getting started, he had hundreds of ways to make him unlucky.

Ren Cangqiong also knew that this Fang Han was a naked threat.

It's just that since the other party has set up such a game, either he pretends to be a grandson and admits it, or he can only offend Fang Han.

These two choices, pretending to be a grandson is obviously not Ren Cangqiong's character. Then offending Fang Han is also the only choice that has no choice.

Although Ren Cangqiong felt very helpless, since Song Lan left the stone platform first, he had a faint premonition that there would be such a day.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this day would come so quickly!

But Ren Cangqiong is not a soft persimmon, the master of letting others handle it?

"Since you Fang Han want to stand up for Song Lan, even if you are a senior brother who has been a beginner for a long time and is an old qualification, so what?"

Ren Cangqiong glanced at Ren Xinghe beside him: "Brother, you go back to the periphery." This Fang Han seems to be personable, but he may not be tolerant. Beware of him using big rules to press you. ”

Ren Xinghe's sights and stories in the Yingxin Pavilion in the past few days have actually made him feel angry. The legendary Heavenly Pavilion was very different from the Divine Gate Sect he imagined.

The Tiange organization, which is known as the way of the heavens, the Tiange organization under the banner of Haoran righteousness, what he has seen in the past few days is either insensitive, or bullying, how can there be anything related to his longing?

The extreme psychological injustice also made the Tiange organization's status in Ren Xinghe's heart drop greatly, and he was not interested. As a peripheral disciple, he originally had a chance to impact the official disciple.

However, the experience of the past few days has made Ren Xinghe no longer enthusiastic about the title of official disciple.

patted Ren Cangqiong's shoulder: "Second brother, be careful." ”

Ren Cangqiong nodded, after all, he is a human being in two lives, and the city is much deeper than Ren Xinghe. He was not blinded by the anger generated by the appearance of the moment.

Knock knock knock...... The heavenly dome in the east shook like a drum of thunder and earth.

Immediately, the heavenly dome in the west, the bells and drums sounded in unison, echoing the heavenly thunder and earth drums in the east.

Then, the heavenly dome in all directions, like an ocean of sound waves, rose and fell, like the gods descending to earth, and the fairy music opened the way, the dragon soared and the tiger leaped, and the mountains shook the earth.

Everyone's minds were suddenly captured by the mighty momentum of this god and demon, and they all looked towards the sky. It's like the Nine Heavens Emperor coming to the court, which makes people irresistible and worshipful.

"Senior Brother Yuan!"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Yuan!"

On the high platform, some veteran disciples screamed in a trembling tone. His eyes were locked on the void, and his eyes were full of worship and admiration. It was as if countless believers had fallen down before the god they worshipped.

"Senior Brother Yuan?"

Although Ren Cangqiong was unimpressed with this kind of fanfare appearance, he did not dare to relax in his heart, because the other party's appearance momentum, as long as his mind relaxed a little, it was possible to succumb to this coercion and surrender to this person psychologically.

Therefore, Ren Tiantian is not ignorant, and he is making an unyielding struggle with divine thoughts.

He had also heard in the past few days that the real leader in charge of the Yingxin Pavilion was a genius senior brother of the Yuehua Palace, surnamed Yuan, and named Bailu.

The original white deer!

In the clouds, a snow-white white deer stepped on the auspicious clouds, and the white deer had a pair of sharp edges and corners like bamboo on its head, and the jasper was crystal clear, making the white deer look sacred.

Nine-edged god jade deer!

This deer is the fateful mount of the original white deer, and it is also the symbol of the original white deer!

"Senior Brother Yuan!"

"Senior Brother Yuan!"

The audience was jubilant, the sound of worship, the sound of eulogy, with blind worship in piety, chanting the name of the original white deer.

The original white deer is dressed in a pale yellow robe, and the robe is dotted with some spots like a sika deer, like a god, and is worshiped by thousands of people.

(To be continued)