The boy was stunned for a moment, and didn't seem to react to Jiajun's meaning, but the next moment, he was stunned.

The appearance of the person in front of him suddenly changed, and the ordinary looking boy who was originally seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly became a black-haired boy with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyebrows. What's even more terrifying is that isn't this person one of the two people who killed all their brothers and sisters on the island that day?!

"Jun, Junming Ancestor!" the boy remembered the name when he died, and he sat down on the ground.

"Oh, do you recognize me, did you also come to the opening banquet of Tianxin Academy that day?" Although he hadn't reached the Yuanying realm, his disguised identity as an ancestor had helped him a lot.

"If you go back to your ancestors, you did, you did go to participate. The boy was frightened and incoherent.

"Don't be afraid, if I kill you, you won't leave the island alive that day. Jiajun looked at him with a playful face.

These words reminded the boy that when a person was alive, in addition to being extremely happy, he really didn't understand that the other party Weishenme didn't kill him.

"Thank you for the grace of not killing!" the boy hurriedly bowed, his heart still pounding, but there was a little less fear. Since this ancestor had no intention of killing himself, he wouldn't be too afraid.

"What's your name, you can be valued in the sect, how does the Ice Refining Old Demon treat you?" Jia Jun suddenly changed the topic, and a black rune paper popped up in his hand. The boy was stunned for a moment, and reached out to grab the flying rune paper.

"This talisman can shield the Starfall Doutian Array's clever calculations, you can rest assured. ”

After listening to Jiajun's words, the boy's face was innocent for a while, and he probably had some doubts. But his little life is here, can this ancestor still deceive himself? After his face changed several times, the boy gritted his teeth and replied, "Ancestor, the younger one's name is Wu Chunqing, and he is a low-level disciple of the Gathering Soul Valley. If he was valued by the sect, he would not have been sent here to guard the door. As for the head of the ice refining family, he hasn't seen him a few times. On that day, he took me to the opening banquet of Tianxin Academy, and he only asked me to recognize people, after all, I was the only surviving disciple on that island. ”

"Oh, how many levels are you Soul Valley monks, and what are the treatments for each level. ”

"There are three levels: upper, middle and lower. The lower-level disciples are just miscellaneous laborers, and in addition to daily cultivation, the sect will arrange some chores for me to do. The intermediate disciples are all personally guided by the elders, and they can be regarded as the descendants of the elders. The highest superior disciple can freely enter all areas of the sect, and the head of the sect will personally guide the cultivation, and the treatment is not lost to the elders. ”

"What are the criteria for the division of disciples at all levels?"

"The lower-level disciples are all in the spiritual rest period, and the middle-level disciples are in the early and middle stages of foundation building. And in the later stage of foundation building, disciples who have the hope of sprinting to the golden pill can become superior disciples. If the impact is successful, you will be directly promoted to elder. In addition, some extremely talented disciples, such as disciples who have successfully built a foundation before the age of 20, can also be directly promoted to senior disciples. ”

"In that case...... Jia Jun paced thoughtfully in the room and said slowly, "I'll give you a creation to help you become a superior disciple!"

"This ......" Wu Chunqing was taken aback, he naturally guessed that this Junming Ancestor was calculating the Soul Gathering Valley, and let himself get this creation, it was definitely not such a cheap thing, and there would definitely be a lot of tricky things for him to do.

"Why, you don't want to?" Jia Junyi raised his eyebrows.

"Don't dare! Everything is arranged by the ancestor!" life and death hung by a thread, Wu Chunqing didn't think much about it, and quickly replied. Although he is not very old, he is still a little knowledgeable, and he knows that if he does not agree, he will not want to go out alive.

"Okay, you make an oath first, and I will also plant a mana imprint in your body, don't think about disobeying me!" Jia Jun smiled faintly, "Since I can let you escape the magic trick of the Star Luo Doutian Array, I am not afraid of what tricks you play behind your back." This threat is real and false, but it comes from the mouth of the ancestor of the original baby, how dare the boy not believe it.

Sure enough, Wu Chunqing's face turned pale when he heard this, but he still didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately made an oath.

Seeing that he knew each other, Jiajun was very satisfied, and the two chatted carefully.

On the second day, several Gathering Soul Valley Immortal Masters came to show their faces and announced the start of the martial arts selection, and a group of people in the inn rushed into the valley, all trying to take a head start for themselves. During the whole process, Jiajun did not appear again, and Wu Chunqing continued to use his identity as a shopkeeper to hang downstairs, as if yesterday's incident had not happened at all.

After the martial arts selection began, the entire inn was empty, and Wu Chunqing waited until everyone was gone, and pondered in the store with a blank face.

In the early morning, the valley was still full of fog, mixed with a thick miasma, making it difficult to tell where it was safe. The entire valley is covered in dense forests, and if you don't pay attention, you can get lost. The people who participated in the martial arts were now sneaking on thin ice, and from time to time there were one or two miserable howls in the depths of the forest, but they did not last long before the sound immediately dissipated, and the bloody life-and-death battle was already unfolding in this valley.

In a bush-covered hideaway, the boy in the hunting costume is lurking in the bushes with a hard bow in his hand. In the distance, several big men walked slowly, looking around cautiously as they walked.

"Where is that kid going?" said one of them in a low voice, "Let's keep an eye on him so closely, can we still let him run away?"

These people were the same reckless men who were looking for the young man in the hunt yesterday, but now there are only three people here, and the others are nowhere to be seen.

"Hmph! must be hiding nearby, watch out for the bow in his hand!" the other man moved cautiously.

"This bastard, killed two of us in a row, he must pay for his life today!"

Looking at the two people who were gradually approaching, a smile appeared on the face of the young man in the hunting costume, his eyes were fixed on them, and the string in his hand slowly pulled to the full moon. At this time, the arrows on his bow turned white slightly.

"Be careful!" exclaimed, and before the other two could react, there was suddenly a bloody hole in the chest of the person standing in front of him, and the sharp arrow actually penetrated his body, and then shot into the other person again! The two of them showed a look of disbelief and panic, and fell to the ground at the same time.

"Damn!" another man, carrying a heavy sword, hurried towards the young man. Seeing that there was only one person left, the young man no longer dodged, pulled out the dagger at his waist, and hunched his body to stare at the oncoming person.

The person who killed him was obviously furious, and he swung a heavy sword fiercely, without any intention of defense, and directly slashed at the young man in front of him.

The young man's face sank, and he was quite cautious about this kind of attack that ended up together. When the giant sword fell, he didn't dodge, pursed his lips and held the dagger with both hands, and actually used a short dagger to meet the giant sword directly. The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect this boy to be so stupid, using a dagger to resist his heavy sword, his surprised eyes flashed, followed by a cruel laugh, and the strength in his hand became a little heavier.

But a scene that shocked him appeared, when the huge heavy sword touched the short dagger over there, the dagger suddenly shone white, and a loud and crisp metal breaking sound suddenly sounded, and the heavy sword in the big man's hand broke off in response.

"Ahh

"Huh......" The boy shook off the blood stains on the dagger, breathed a long sigh of relief, looked like he was out of strength, and slowly sat down. "Who's where?!" he was about to rest for a moment when he suddenly jumped up again, the dagger in his hand again.

"Interesting, obviously you don't have a Enlightenment Spirit, but you can strengthen your weapon, this talent is good! Soul Gathering Valley didn't choose you to be a destined person, it's really blind......"