Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Eve of the Secret Realm

After a few months of peace, one day, another gust of wind blew in the sect.

"It is said that it is the disciple trial of the Baiyujing Alliance, which will be held every five years, and this year's address will be selected in the secret realm of Xiangyun Mountain, and it will be opened in another month." There are disciples in each branch who are talking about it.

"The trial requires that the bone age is under one hundred years old, and the cultivation is below the foundation building period, and all the large and small sects of Bai Yujing can participate, and this year it is the turn of the Sun Moon Sect to host."

"According to the usual practice, our Tianyan Sect also has fifty places."

A famous disciple who looked quite old whispered: "When the time comes, it will be up to you to rely on your ability, and when you come out, you will judge the level according to the treasures in your hands, and if you are lucky enough to win the championship, there will be additional rewards." ”

"Senior brother, is this leader easy to get?" Little disciple star-eyed.

Senior brother knocked on the door of his head: "What do you think, the leader is basically produced among the core disciples of several major sects, and it has nothing to do with us." But I'm whispering to you, don't say it...... Our Tianyan Sect is the number one sect, and it has not been a leader for three consecutive years. ”

The little disciples were in an uproar.

The senior brother coughed again: "Be quiet, it is not necessary that there will be variables this year." ”

"That's right, Senior Brother Si of Tianxiang Peak and Senior Brother Cao of Luze are both very good in cultivation!"

"There is also Senior Brother Lu in Peach Blossom Valley, and ...... who is looking for Fang"

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and the disciples at the bottom are not only excited, but also have some inexplicable gossip.

Or, in other words, many people feel that over the past many years, the Thousand Machine Pavilion, the Sun Moon Sect, and the Xuanyi Sect have gradually become stronger, forming a four-legged situation, and have begun to break the monopoly authority of the Tianyan Sect in Baiyujing.

For a behemoth like Tianyan Sect, it is not terrible to be old, but it is the most terrible thing to be unable to maintain the dignity on the surface.

Huo Rongdong sat in the classroom, holding this classic and studying, unaffected by the remarks of others.

But at the tip of her ear, she heard someone mention Qi Ci's name.

Several disciples gathered around in twos and threes and gossiped: "If the conditions are relaxed and the Jindan period can also participate, our senior uncle will definitely be able to win the first place, isn't he only a hundred years old?" ”

A male disciple pouted: "What is he doing in a good manner." ”

Seeing that others were puzzled, he whispered: "Cihui Zhenjun is a well-known Heavenly Demon Lone Star, and everyone in the sect knows it. When he was a child, his father and mother died, and the whole family died, and he was the only one left in the entire Qi clan. ”

"Later, even the Transformation God Master died, and my senior brother said that when Chong Heng Venerable sat down, his life was actually not over. You guys, it's ...... to get close to him less."

Several people chewed their tongues vigorously, and suddenly heard the sound of "popping" books slamming on the desk, and several people were startled.

Turning around, I saw Huo Rongdong looking at them coldly, with beautiful eyes and might, and several people didn't dare to be tough with their own disciples, so they had to shrink their heads and scatter like turtles.

The person who chewed the root of the tongue left, and Huo Rongdong took a deep breath to calm down. The disciples of the Seven Great Peaks are all talking about whether there will be amazing and brilliant figures in the Tianyan Sect this year to seize the throne for the sect.

Sure enough, in the evening of the same day, the head of the sect, Ming Jing Daojun, held a meeting of all the sect's disciples on the main peak.

Under the golden light of the setting sun, the dense disciples stood according to the division, and the colorful costumes were only one point from a distance. Occasionally, a few Yuan Infant Da can sit on the flying magic weapon, suspended in mid-air, fluttering like immortals, and the scene is magnificent.

Huo Rongdong stood behind Master Yun Qian, surrounded by personal disciples, her gaze aimlessly swept over everyone's faces.

The head of the Daojun flew from the sky in full view of everyone. Cao Mingjing stepped on a water mirror at his feet, sparkling, and as thin as cicada wings, and was once by the golden light of the setting sun, like a fairy descending to earth.

The true monarchs of the Jindan period were busy saluting with the disciples under their seats.

"I've seen the head of the Daojun—"

The sound echoed through the valley.

Huo Rongdong has seen the head of the sect for the second time since the last apprenticeship conference.

Cao Mingjing is a typical old man with fairy wind and bones in the public consciousness, with white hair and ruddy complexion, but his expression is not angry, arrogant, not smiling, and has a sense of distance.

He spoke, and his tone was a little solemn: "This time the Baiyujing Alliance disciple trial, I think you must have heard about it. The trial is not bigger than the sect, you must make preliminary preparations, if you meet disciples of other sects in the secret realm, it is also a common thing to see blood and seal your throat. What's more, there are also many loose cultivators who have entered the secret realm, and there are some violent people who are not going for the secret treasure at all, but you. ”

Hearing this, some of the younger disciples were in an uproar.

Cao Mingjing didn't mean to joke at all, his old eyes narrowed: "For many casual cultivators, entering the secret realm to kill people and grab treasures, and searching for storage bags from the disciples of famous sects is the fastest way to collect money. The more flamboyant the disciples, the easier it is to become their targets. ”

"After you enter the secret realm, not only do your words and deeds represent the face of Tianyan Sect, but you are also the target of others, you must not talk nonsense or go through your brains."

Huo Rendong nodded, what the head said was terrible, in fact, this is very understandable.

In the secret realm, there is also a great pomp, and there is no shortage of disciples around him, usually from extraordinary backgrounds, either the master has a noble status, or his father's family is a high-ranking family.

And to be able to enter the secret realm, it is impossible to come empty-handed. The family and the division will spend all their wealth to prepare magic weapons, talismans, and pills for them to defend themselves, these people walk in the secret realm, and they can be regarded as having thousands of dollars in their waists, but they are not fat sheep in the eyes of those with sinister hearts.

There are also many small sects and scattered cultivators in the Bai Yujing Alliance, and they also have places, but not much.

These people are uncertain, and it is obvious that hunting such a wealthy disciple will yield faster than trying their best and dying to pursue those secret treasures that may not be valuable.

In all the trials, many disciples died unexpectedly.

When the sun completely set, the head of the sect's disciple assembly also ended. In addition to the earnest admonitions, Cao Mingjing also announced the number of disciples of each branch.

The disciples below have regained their calm, but this seemingly ordinary calm hides the turbulent undercurrent.

The whole sect sent a total of 50 disciples, except for a few of the disciples who had already built a foundation, and the rest of the places had to be fought for by the remaining disciples.

And as soon as there is a competition, there will inevitably be various means.

Master Yun Qian kindly asked her if she would like to go.

Huo Rendong originally planned to go, but he met with Qi Ci in the evening after the end, and the latter slowly wiped the Thunder Torture Sword, his face full of disdain.

"The disciple trial is the most boring, they are all a bunch of waste, and they have to fight and kill each other, internal wear and tear, and forcibly choose a leader to come out, with this idle time, it is better to practice hard in the sect and memorize two more spells."

Huo Rongdong listened to what he meant: "Childe also participated in the disciple trial? ”

Qi Ci was careless: "Well, I participated in the foundation building period." ”

Although he didn't elaborate, Huo Rongdong didn't know.

Qi Ci only participated in one disciple trial, when he was still in the early stage of foundation building, but he won the well-deserved leader of that class, and it is said that he captured a Jiao in the secret realm at that time.

Jiao skin, Jiaojiao, Jiao gall ...... The value is simply incalculable.

Huo Rendong's heart moved slightly.

After Qi Ci came back, her life was a little comfortable, but she never forgot that there were hidden crises everywhere in the cultivation realm, and Qi Ci was also alone, climbing from the mud to the clouds step by step.

She humbly asked: "So, does Childe have any suggestions for entering the secret realm?" ”

"So, don't trust anyone once you enter, be vigilant, keep your eyes peeled, and watch out for those sanctimonious guys." He turned to look at her, "While it's possible to meet a good guy, it's more likely to meet a bad guy." Especially if you're ......."

He said halfway through and then said nothing.

Huo Rendong tilted his head, and Qi Ci returned the thunder punishment sword to the sheath: "In short, the things I gave you are not separated from the body, and the crested hosta and the Eight Treasure Lotus Cover can protect you." Besides, Ahri's little thing can be regarded as having two hits, and it can still scratch people when it is released. ”

He thought about it, then took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, folded it indifferently, and handed it to her: "This is a Thousand Miles Divine Talisman, a heaven-level talisman, which can be teleported in disregard of any prohibition or formation." Come out at any time when you encounter danger, I will protect you. ”

Qi Ci said it lightly, but Huo Rongdong had seen it in the school, an inner disciple was stunned for a long time because the master gave him a Xuan-level Divine Talisman. That one can only teleport a hundred miles.

Qi Ci's is a heavenly step, which can teleport thousands of miles.

"Childe ......"

"What do you do with this expression, if you don't want me, I'll burn it, it's just a piece of torn paper." Qi Ci made a gesture to get the talisman, but Huo Rongdong avoided it, she quietly pinched the piece of paper and put it on her chest in the placket of her clothes.

Qi Ci is still like this, and the other branches also have to prepare some means to save their lives for the disciples under their peaks.

Therefore, the talisman workshops, ritual shops, and iron-smelting shops in the fang market at the foot of the sect are all crowded with people, or there are people in the sect who know the skills of formation runes, and they are also full of people.

Countless materials and spirit stones flowed back and forth, some of them were prepared for their own disciples, while others were making a lot of money from it.

Huo Rendong, Si Hongkuo, and Cao Jun have already confirmed to participate. They are all gifted and personal disciples who stand at the top, so they naturally don't worry about the number of places.

Cao Jun's master, Bai Su Zhenjun, has been in seclusion for a long time, so he is all in the family to help prepare. The five major elemental talismans of the attack class, twenty pieces of each of them are not too much, and in addition to all kinds of strange talismans, he took them all and shared them with the two.

Si Hongkuo's master, Qiushui Zhenjun, is a thoughtful female cultivator, and has prepared hemostatic medicines, blood tonic medicines, antidote pills, secret golden pills, etc. for the three of them, at least everyone has a bag, and it is enough to die and come back to life in the secret realm.

Master Yunqian didn't know anything, and he didn't have much money, so he pulled his younger brothers and sisters together and burned incense and prayed for them.

When Huo Honeysuckle received a sachet with the words 'Bless Ankang' written on it, he only felt warm in his heart.