Dusk falls, the sunset shines obliquely, and Xianling Square is silent.

After the end of the first level of the origin talent test, all the unqualified ones were sent down to Xianling Peak, and among the more than 10,000 candidates, only one hundred and eight qualified people were lucky enough to stay, and they were arranged to live temporarily in the school palace. And these one hundred and eight people, after tomorrow's second level assessment is over, in the end, only ten people can stay to compete in the final level of the ranking competition, the competition is fierce, and it is much more cruel than the ordinary Immortal Martial Sect when recruiting disciples.

Wuwei, who makes countless people envious and jealous, has a wonderful halo on his head, and his fate is much better, and he can sit next to him as an audience tomorrow with peace of mind. According to the selection rules of the Immortal Tomb Academy, those whose talents have reached the holy product can directly enter the ranking match of the third level.

However, talent is a thing, after all, it only represents a kind of cultivation potential, and it has nothing to do with real strength; what the final result is, it depends on the bloody battle of the last level, if you want to become a real powerhouse, it is definitely not possible to do without bloodshed.

Blood and tears, it's a very subtle thing.

When they don't flow, many people don't even feel their presence, and when they do, it may hurt, but if they taste the taste, it will be a different kind of enjoyment. It's a pity that in this impetuous world, few people are willing to calm down and touch that subtle realm.

Because of this, when Wuwei ran over and said: "If Miss has decided to give up, let her go, as for what Xianzun wants, even if I die without Wuwei, I will definitely try to get it." Chu Yunchuan was very emotional, he was really a young man with strong blood, and he did things with enthusiasm.

Chu Yunchuan asked rhetorically, "Are her tears really so cheap?"

Wuwei was speechless.

Chu Yunchuan, whose heart was like a mirror, seemed to know that he would not understand, turned around and pointed to the altar and continued: "Before, I was spied on by nine old immortals on the stage, but I only have a mere one-fold cultivation, and the danger is at the head, you tell me, should I kneel down and beg them not to expose the fact that I was banned by the Ninefold Demon Seal, or should I make good use of this only one-fold cultivation to control my own destiny?"

"......!" A trace of shock eliminated Wuwei's Mu Na's expression, he almost couldn't believe that such a thrilling thing had secretly happened on the altar that looked like a group of people before! When he turned his head to look at Chu Yunchuan again, Wuwei suddenly felt so naïve, he used to naively think that as long as he was given a chance, he could also copy his myth. "Immortal Venerable's teachings, keep inaction in mind......!

"Hmph! The difference in psychological quality is unprecedented! I have already told me a thousand times that we must have no distractions and eliminate interference! As a result, when I was in battle, I still messed up my formation, so that my true talent could not be accurately measured!" As he spoke, Chu Yunchuan waved his sleeves angrily, and his indifference was about to come out: "Don't pay attention to her! This is an assessment, but also a kind of tempering, if she wants to give up, then, her tears will be worthless, and what qualifications can she be my Chu Yunchuan's disciple!"

Chu Yunchuan, who has always been free and uninhibited, would be angry to this extent.

This kind of anger is exactly the same as the anger when Madame reprimanded the young master, at this moment, Wuwei has already understood that Miss is no longer the same status as before in Chu Yunchuan's mind, if there is no expectation, how can she be disappointed? For Miss, this may not be a bad thing, if you have a teacher like this, why worry that he will not be able to turn over in the future.

Seeing Chu Yunchuan walking towards the end of Xianling Square with a heavy heart, Wuwei hesitated for a moment and turned around to go back to his room.

At the end of Xianling Square is a cliff.

On the horizon, the sunset cried blood, and a wild crane walked through the misty abyss, making a gripping solitary cry from time to time. Chu Yunchuan, who was in charge of the wind, stood on the edge of the cliff, staring silently into the distance, and there was a lonely sound again in the sky, and he couldn't help but sigh gloomily: "If I were you, I wouldn't be so miserable, at least, you can walk freely between this heaven and earth, and I, who was free and easy back then, is long gone...... The millennium mission is like a shackle, who shares the sorrows? Alas, ......"

The wind blew Chu Yunchuan's long hair, but it couldn't blow away his tightly knit brows.

Ponder for a long time......

There was a steady sound of footsteps behind him.

Chu Yunchuan seemed to know in his heart, did not look back, and said bluntly: "I have nothing to do with Lei Yin Valley, today is just a joke on the altar, why does the Bugu Lord need to keep watching me as a natural enemy?"

"Lord Shenji is serious, even if he gives him the courage to go down to the sky, he doesn't dare to treat Lord Shenji as an imaginary enemy. Ten steps away behind Chu Yunchuan, Bu Lei Ke hurriedly stopped his steps, but he was still a little apprehensive in his heart, and said secretly: "It is worthy of Chu Yunchuan, I am so cautious to keep an eye on it, I can't escape his eyes, but fortunately I didn't act impulsively." ”

Seeing that Chu Yunchuan didn't squeak for a long time, Bu Lei Ke bowed his hand again and said, "This time I took the liberty of bothering, I wanted to ask Lord Shensi for something, and I hope that Lord Shensi will fulfill it." ”

Chu Yunchuan turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Bu Lei Ke said: "Half a year ago, the dog Bu Lingkong went to Baicheng to ask for marriage because of his admiration for Miss Bai Muxue, but he was misunderstood for flirting, and was turned into a dream spirit by Nangong Feiyao, and was forever sealed in the illusory derivative realm! ”

Hearing this, Chu Yunchuan couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Previously, the Guyang Palm Palace of the Xianling Academy Palace said that Leiyin Valley belonged to the demon branch, that is, the descendants of the Heavenly Demon Clan, and the same clan as Nangong Feiyao. With Nangong Feiyao's character, how could such a major matter of the same clan and clan be handled hastily? I'm afraid that something is wrong.

Thinking about this, Chu Yunchuan asked rhetorically: "If it's a misunderstanding, why don't you explain it yourself?"

"I've thought about it too, but how can she give me this face? As he spoke, Bu Lei Ke touched the space jade ring on his thumb, and took out a three-inch-long piece of black wood from it, and then said: "This thing was obtained by me during my adventure in Jiuqu Mountain, although it is unknown, but it can sense an endless mysterious spiritual element, it must be an extraordinary thing! ”

......!!!Seeing this piece of black wood, Chu Yunchuan was really taken aback, and said secretly: "Good guy! Jiuquan Mountain is the base camp of the goddess Si Chun in the past dynasties, you kid actually dares to go to her house to pick up the rags, you are really bold enough! The most damn thing is that you have also picked up a real treasure......

Bu Lei Ke saw Chu Yunchuan staring at the wood silently, and asked tentatively, "Lord Shensi, do you recognize the origin of this piece of wood?"

Chu Yunchuan retracted his gaze and smiled without saying a word.

This period of Chen Mu is black to the bones, it is estimated that it has a history of 10,000 years, but the spirit of Lingyuan has not diminished in the slightest, and even the surrounding air has been pulled by it, secretly causing turmoil! If I am not mistaken, this should be the "Storm of Sorrow" that the ancestor had mentioned many times back then. Tianshu Star has a history of thousands of years, even if it opens the ancient records, there is only one Storm Tree in the vast heaven and earth, and it has been cut down as early as when the seventh generation of Sichun Goddess was in charge of Jiuqu Mountain.

I really didn't expect that I was lucky enough to meet one of the stumps here today.

However, for this Blink Ke who had flashing eyes and obviously had a ghost in his heart, Chu Yunchuan really couldn't find a reason to cooperate. Chu Yunchuan pretended to be disdainful with ease, and chuckled: "Although there is some aura, but it is not worth a few dollars, this kind of rotten wood, how many gods of my ancestral continent want, hehe, is it possible that Ling Gongzi's life is worth a piece of rotten wood?"

Hearing this, Bu Leike's face darkened, and he wondered: "Is this thing really so vulgar?"

"It's a bit too much to say vulgar, it's still worth a hundred and eighty taels of silver. ”

"......!" Bu Lei Ke gritted his teeth and said slowly: "Since that's the case, then I'll take another baby......

"No need, I can't help you with this, I suggest you go and intercede with Nangong Feiyao yourself, she is not as impersonal as you imagined. After that, Chu Yunchuan turned around and left, but there was a painful expression on his face, and he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart: "Oh my God! How could I encounter the stumps of the turmoil! The sky can testify, I, Chu Yunchuan, have been washing my hands for many years, is this to force me to rob my house? It's really broken, if only I could slap this bastard to death with one palm now...... Hmph, for the time being, let you, a fool who has eyes and doesn't know the real pearl, keep it, sooner or later when you cry......"