Yun Lan looked at Liu Yin again, and Liu Yin looked at Yun Lan's gaze a little empty.

Pei Nanxun had already seen it, and so was Yun Lan.

Liu Yin's heart was seen by Lu Wuya and the elders present.

"Liu Yin and those disciples went to receive the punishment." Lu Wuya said lightly, and then looked at Xue Jiaojiao, "If you fight with your fellow disciples, you will also be punished." ”

Xue Jiaojiao was fined ten sticks, and Liu Yin was fined more, and they couldn't stand up after the beating.

Xue Jiaojiao glanced at Liu Yin and them coldly, these people also deserved it.

When she was fighting, Xue Jiaojiao didn't keep her hand, and Liu Yin should be so painful that she couldn't sleep tonight.

Xue Jiaojiao rubbed her face, even if she didn't look at it, she knew how bruised it was.

After this incident, Lu Wuya remembered that he had always asked Xue Jiaojiao to be a sprinkler disciple.

Now he directly removed Xue Jiaojiao's identity as a disciple, let her become an official disciple, and changed the room.

This time the room was a little better than the last time.

After becoming an official disciple, Xue Jiaojiao did not change her rhythm.

Soon, they ushered in the first opportunity to enter the secret realm of Fanzhu.

Xue Jiaojiao is looking forward to this, in the secret realm, she can test her learning results for so long, but for her, there is also a lot of danger.

There is no sect in the secret realm that is so strict, and those who have an enmity with her will probably be unable to help but take action.

Xue Jiaojiao took a deep breath, when the time comes, it is better to be careful and avoid as soon as you enter, more is better than less.

Time passed slowly, and soon came to the day when the Fanzhu Secret Realm opened.

Xue Jiaojiao did not go in with those people from Dongsheng Divine Continent, but acted alone.

In the secret realm, as long as she is not stupid, she will not take the initiative to send her to death.

At the beginning, there were indeed no people from Dongsheng Shenzhou, and Xue Jiaojiao was worried for a while.

While checking your strength, you have to hide.

However, she also confirmed that she had improved, and she was stronger than when she was in the introductory trial.

She will soon be able to go to the Sword Shrine to find her own saber, which is too much to look forward to.

An An spent the early stage of the Fanzhu Secret Realm, Xue Jiaojiao did not meet anyone from Dongsheng Divine Continent, and only saw a few other sects.

Maybe it was really Xue Jiaojiao's place that was far away, but she really didn't meet the disciples of Dongsheng Shenzhou until the end of the secret realm.

After leaving the secret realm, several people saw Xue Jiaojiao come out unharmed, especially Liu Yin, whose faces were dark.

But now that everyone is out, he can't do anything but swallow his anger in his stomach.

Not long after the end of the secret realm, Xue Jiaojiao could go and choose her own saber.

This is a very important thing for Xue Jiaojiao, Saber will always accompany her in the days to come, of course, you have to choose the most suitable one.

Of course, that's what she thought.

But this was not the case, the elder didn't even mention this matter, and it wasn't until Xue Jiaojiao mustered up the courage to go to the elder that the elder showed a look of sudden realization.

Then he took her to a sword mound at random, and the sword in that sword mound lay on the ground and did not move, without any spirituality.

When Xue Jiaojiao saw this scene, her heart was already half cold, she went to the elder to argue, and the elder just looked at her coldly.

"If you don't want it, use that dark iron sword in the future."

Xue Jiaojiao was stunned, she couldn't refute the elder, so she could only choose a relatively better long sword there, glowing with a dim light, looking the same as her.

After Xue Jiaojiao chose the sword, she was ridiculed by many disciples.

She was still practicing her sword at night, and after she stopped, she cried for a long time holding the sword.

Xue Jiaojiao had been thinking about things for so long, and it ended in a sloppy way.

By the time Pei Nanxun knew about it, a month had passed, and Xue Jiaojiao had used the sword for a month, and she was used to it.

Xue Jiaojiao knew that even if she found the master, it would be useless, and the people in Dongsheng Shenzhou were like this.

"Master, it's not good for the elder to do this, right?" Pei Nanxun went to find Yun Lan.

Yun Lan frowned slightly, and asked him rhetorically: "You seem to care about Xue Jiaojiao very much?" ”

Pei Nanxun shook his head lightly, "I just feel unfair." ”

"Nan Xun, there are many unfair things in the world, and besides, Xue Jiaojiao's identity as a descendant of the immortal killer is indeed troublesome."

Pei Nanxun knew that what Yun Lan said made sense, the bloodline of the immortal killer was an uncertain factor, and Lu Wuya also knew this, at that time, he made an exception for Xue Jiaojiao to become an official disciple, but he was also blocked by many elders.

Although this matter was finally completed, many elders were wary of Xue Jiaojiao.

"If she is weaker, she will be less likely to have bad consequences when the time comes, all for the sake of the future."

Pei Nanxun looked at Yun Lan suspiciously, "Master, are you so sure that she will follow the path of an immortal killer in the future?" ”

Yun Lan sighed lightly and said, "Nan Xun, you are still too young and don't understand many things. ”

Pei Nanxun was stunned and walked out of Yunlan's palace, he didn't understand, but such an unfairness happened in front of his eyes, and he couldn't do anything.

The Dao heart that Pei Nanxun had always insisted on was chaotic for a moment at this moment.

Xue Jiaojiao has adjusted her state, no matter what others say, just be her own.

If the sword is not good, just put more effort into swordsmanship, Xue Jiaojiao thought so and did so.

After chatting with Yun Lan, Pei Nanxun paid attention to Xue Jiaojiao for a long time.

"It's strong." Pei Nanxun couldn't help but admire.

Xue Jiaojiao's swordsmanship is getting better and better day by day, and Pei Nanxun is also silently watching her progress.

Soon the time came to the five-year Xianmen Competition.

This is the second time Xue Jiaojiao has participated in such a big competition, and the result of the first time was too miserable, and she lost in the second game.

Xue Jiaojiao looked up at Wuling Mountain, she knew that Chu Changsheng lived here, the saint who was recorded in the history of cultivating immortals.

She didn't know how she was acting this time, but she was still full of fantasies.

It's just that the hope is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Xue Jiaojiao didn't hold out for a few games at all and was defeated.

The gap between her and those people is still not small, even if she works swordsmanship.

There is also a part of the luck, the opponent she drew is a single spirit root, and his cultivation is two orders higher than her.

Xue Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, she was defeated, although she was sad, she still had to continue to work hard, maybe one day, she could also take the lead.

Thinking like this, the depression in Xue Jiaojiao's heart dissipated a little.

In this Xianmen competition, Pei Nanxun won the first place.

Xue Jiaojiao looked at Pei Nanxun, who was in the spotlight on the high platform, she was really far away from that person, Pei Nanxun was so good, no wonder so many female disciples in the sect liked him.