On the day when the Shengjing Immortal Meeting began, there was no cloud.

In front of the secret realm, many monks gathered, waiting for the secret realm to open.

There is a huge stone tablet on the right side that goes straight into the sky, and at the end of the stone tablet, the three words of Tianxu faction are hung high, and the golden light is shining.

That was the leaderboard ten years ago.

The Tianxu faction is a well-deserved first.

Chu Aotian stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes like a torch.

Those eyes were full of humiliation in unwillingness, and full of fighting spirit in disdain.

Sure enough, after looking at the stone tablet for a long time, Chu Aotian turned his head to look at the group of apprentices behind him, and he was angry.

"Thirty Years of Hedong ......"

Wen Yu softly continued: "Thirty years in Hexi." ”

Wen Sheng hesitated, but said: "Don't bully the young man..... Poor? ”

Chu Aotian: ???

What's going on? What's going on?

Deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors?

And the one who answers!

After saying that, what else did he say.

And the most unbearable thing is, what are you talking about!?

Not a bit of momentum!

That's it, they're all his disciples, so he'll make do with it.

In a word.....

Chu Aotian smiled evilly, he was really the strongest man in the world.

"Tsk, they're all cultural people." Zhou Shi'an shook his head and frowned, he hated this kind of brain-consuming words the most.

Chu Aotian put away his smile and said with a straight face: "In short, remember our goal." ”

Tang Wanqing bowed slightly.

Wen Yu smiled and shook her fan: "It's just a matter of fighting for the first." ”

The corners of Nangong Yue's mouth were lightly raised, and she touched the purple earrings: "This time, let it disappear." ”

The gray-shrouded sect is particularly annoying in a colorful world.

Something she Nangong Yue hates... It's time to disappear.

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The secret realm of Autumn Mountain is open every ten years.

It is the trial site of the Shengjing Immortal Society.

The rules of the trial are to find the ghost king shards, and killing the demons in the secret realm will randomly drop the shards.

The number of shards you have is key to influencing your ranking.

Fragments can be snatched.

However, the secret realm is only open for five days, and the location changes from time to time.

On the fifth day, ten thousand demons were born and destroyed the secret realm.

In fact, protecting the secret realm is also one of the assessments, but it is a pity that for thousands of years, several cycles, no one has been able to succeed.

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Wen Sheng entered the secret realm and teleported into a green meadow.

As far as the eye can see, it's all green.

The grass is green, the water is green, the mountains are green, and even the sky is glowing green.

The lifeless green color is creepy.

Wen Sheng was lucky, he met a few low-level demons, killed them easily, and got three fragments.

Further on, I heard someone shouting.

To be exact.

It's the voice of a storyteller.

Just listening to the sound is round, vivid, people can't help but want to find out.

- "To say that the young man was abandoned by his family and fell into the valley and obtained peerless martial arts. ”

"After 800 years of skill from the old man at the bottom of the valley, he finally escaped from the valley and regained his freedom......"

Just as he was about to reach the point, the young man who spoke paused and said no more.

Where is it for the listeners who have long listened to the enthusiasm and hatred of the same enemy.

They shouted and continued.

It was at this time that Wen Sheng approached.

The storyteller was a cardinal.

The fox's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was smiling, noble and cunning.

It's like a vixen.

Wen Sheng came closer and heard the man speak: "If you want to know what will happen next, give me a piece of it." ”

For a while, everything was silent.

Wen Sheng also fell silent along with him.

"Blackmail! Don't listen, don't listen! ”

Some left angrily, but others stayed.

A piece of shard was handed over, but the boy remained silent, his eyes on the others.

[This is Ji Lan, a disciple of Ronghua Pavilion] The voice of the system quickly sounded.

Wen Sheng lowered his eyes: It's a flattering cultivator.

It was the first time she had seen Mei Xiu.

[Your senior sister too] The voice of the system is faint.

Wen Sheng: ......

Good guys, I really didn't see it.

Big Sister ......

When Wen Sheng was stunned, Ji Lan walked in front of him.

There are still people who are willing to pay a piece of shard to hear the story.

After all, after listening to the story... Can you still grab it?

There are so many fragments on one person, if you grab it, wouldn't you make a lot of money.

Moreover, the boy was beautiful and harmless, and not aggressive.

Wen Sheng was not interested, so he turned around and left.

Ji Lan stopped her.

"Beauty! Don't want you shards, you come and listen to my story! Ji Lan walked towards Wen Sheng.

Step by step, swaying.

The eyes of the male and female friars present were straightened.

Wen Sheng: ???

Seeing more and more people's eyes on her, she instinctively trembled.

But soon, she greeted Ji Lan.

Because a force belonging to the early stage of Yuan Ying stopped in front of her without reservation.

"Hey! Why didn't she have to hand over the pieces? ”

"It's not fair!"

There was a lot of noise for a while.

Ji Lan came up to Wen Sheng, and smiled harmlessly: "How can you have a beautiful woman!" Little Beauty, what's your name? ”

Wen Sheng pinched the corners of his clothes tightly, his heart was turbulent, but his face was expressionless.

After a while, he slowly spit out two words: "Wen Sheng." ”

Ji Lan raised his eyebrows.

Is it a cold one?

Unexpectedly unaffected by his charm.

"Alright, alright! Collect the fragments and talk quickly! ”

"The secret realm will be refreshed in a moment."

I don't know who jumped out of such a sentence, which made many people wake up from a dream.

They all felt the fluctuations in spiritual power.

Maybe the person in front of you will disappear in the next second.

Ji Lan looked at Wen Sheng, the girl in the pink skirt had a cold gaze and didn't say a word.

Really to his story... Or is he not interested?

Interesting.

Social phobia Wen Sheng: Gan! If there is a fart, let it go, and if there is a story, tell it quickly!

Seeing the crowd boiling, Ji Lan suppressed the frustration in his heart before he spoke.

- "Later, he was slapped to death by the patriarch of the family. ”

The young man in red's voice was charming, and the aftermath was lingering, and he directly left the air speechless.

People who paid to listen to books: ???

That's it!

After all the remuneration is paid, just show them this?

Anticlimactic, this ......

Wen Sheng: It's disgusting, unscrupulous author!

[The hemp egg is so disgusting! Unscrupulous authors! The system that listened to the ears together slapped the table and scolded angrily.

Then, the next moment, sure enough.

Someone was angry and pulled out his sword directly.

Wen Sheng wanted to distance himself from Ji Lan, but unexpectedly, Ji Lan grabbed her wrist and took a quick step back.

Scene changes, spiritual power fluctuates.

When the scolding began to become smaller, Ji Lan responded loudly to the group of incompetent and irritable listeners.

"A big family, thousands of years of inheritance."

"Eight hundred years of skill, not enough to plug between your teeth!"

Ji Lan said that, sneered, and couldn't help but mock: "A bunch of fools! ”

It wasn't until the scene in front of me changed to yellow sand that all the noise subsided.

Wen Sheng's feet touched the ground and broke away from Ji Lan's hands.

Jiuyou pulled out from his waist and took advantage of the situation to open up the distance of defense.

[Cub, if you can't exchange skills, let's grab all the fragments in his hand] The system voice is earnest.

After two months of retreat, it has reached the ability to redeem twice a day.

Wen Sheng tensed and nodded slightly.

Yuan Baby?

She's not a heroine.

She doesn't do this kind of thing.

It's just that she was unlucky, and she came up to cause such a trouble.