Chapter 31: Trinity Reunion Again

Outside the main hall of the Proud Sword Sect, there were many people, almost all the outer disciples were gathered in the ten martial arts platforms to wait in line, today's inner door trial was extremely important to them, and they had already embarked on a worry-free immortal road, but they could only go back and endure hardships and do diligent work.

It's just that every year, only one percent of people pass the guò inner gate trial, and even if the immortal fate is excellent and the guò inner gate trial, if you want to become the elder's personal disciple, you have to pay thousands of times more effort.

It is not so much that the disciples are in the immortal realm where they can call the wind and rain and build mountains and reclaim the sea in the future, but that they are in order to get rid of this endless life of outer disciples as soon as possible.

The status of the outer disciples is low, and they are slaves, and any inner disciple can take their lives without asking for the reason, and it is not to blame that some people are intriguing, fighting openly and secretly, and cutting their heads to climb up.

Because once you become an inner disciple, there will be many benefits, from now on you don't have to do the lowly rough work, there is also a special person to serve you in daily life, and there will be cultivation pills and cultivation talismans supplied by the sect every day, and from then on, your life and future will be open, and the clansmen who are far away in the mortal world will also have backers for generations.

It's just that people who have experienced the precarious life of the outer disciples, as soon as they enter the inner door, they will even more enslave the outer disciples, even if they are people who have been together day and night.

Therefore, in the Immortal Hidden Realm sect, every disciple has no friends, all they have to do is to practice hard and devote themselves to the Dao!

Therefore, the ten-year inner door trial conference is a cruel martial arts arena, in addition to the disciples in line in front of each martial arts stage, there are also two personal disciples of the elders sitting in the town, if you see a disciple with excellent talent, the personal disciple can give priority to include it in the door, so the disciples all show their housekeeping skills, each showing their ability.

And the appearance of a man in the venue aroused the sideways glances of everyone, and everyone who passed by cast disdainful glances, because this man had no legs, and only staggered forward with two canes made of dead wood in his hands, with blue hair like weeds, and his ragged clothes were even more sour, worse than a beggar in the mortal world.

This person is Bai Fengxue, after two years of unattended time in the remote mountains, instead of fending for himself, he also recovered his muscles and veins alone and practiced immortal seeds, which surprised everyone, including Xue Yishui and Ao Bing'er, who were in charge of the first martial arts stage!

Seeing the appearance of the two of them as talented and beautiful as a match made in heaven, Bai Feng's blood heart was once again bitten like a poisonous snake, but he had already made up his mind that he would never let these people look at his jokes again!

"I'm going to take part in the inner trial. Bai Fengxue made his tone indifferent.

"White ...... Xiaobai?" Ao Bing'er finally recognized him, and covered her lips in disbelief.

Hearing this voice that had been cherished in his heart day and night, Bai Feng's blood was slightly shocked, but he had already seen through it, avoiding Ao Bing'er's concerned gaze, and repeated: "I want to participate in the inner door trial." ”

Xue Yishui also recovered from his surprise at this time, still with that faint smile, stepped forward to hug Ao Bing'er, and raised his voice: "Bing'er, I just said that Brother Xiaobai must not be an ordinary person, even if he falls off the cliff, he can still survive the disaster, come and let me see how you are recovering."

Xue Yishui reached out and put his hand on Bai Fengxue's pulse wrist as he spoke, but he didn't expect Bai Fengxue to shake off his hand in disgust, "Don't touch me!"