"Falling moon, falling moon, what's wrong with you?" Chang Ling muttered worriedly as he lay on the not soft bed.

Luoyue's temperament, he didn't participate in so much excitement recently...... Chang Ling didn't dare to think in a worse direction.

After a long time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the silent night: "I'm fine, what's wrong, what's the problem again?"

"Nothing, I'm just a little worried about you. She said with some embarrassment, it seemed that this was the case, every time she looked for the falling moon, it was when she was in trouble.

After another long silence, Luoyue said softly: "I'm just a little tired, it's been too long, too long, I'm stuck here." ”

"Can I help you, I'll let you out?" what do I need to do?" Chang Ling asked with some eagerness.

"Oh, what you say, you are really ignorant and fearless, who in this world expects me to come out, who dares to let me come out?" he sneered and said no more.

In the long night that followed, no matter how Chang Ling called, he didn't have any response.

Chang Ling, who hadn't slept all night, ran on the road to the school the next day with big dark circles under his eyes.

Yesterday she got the time and category of the course from the outer disciple.

She is going to listen to the "Basic Sword Technique" today, as a true disciple, the token on her body can allow her to be unimpeded in all parts of the sect, which is really a great favor.

She sometimes hated herself for enjoying all these conveniences, after all, she paid such a terrible price.

......

The days flew by, and at the end of the year, Chang Ling hadn't heard the news of selecting exercises, but the news of the 'Great Sect Competition' was spreading within the sect.

The once-in-a-decade sect competition is a moment when countless disciples change their fate.

Disciples are not allowed to learn at will within the Xianmen every day, and the disciples who are young and vigorous and do not know the height of the sky will cause trouble if they are not careful, and they don't know how many good seedlings of the sect have been damaged.

The sect competition is unique, and the sect allows the competition and is supervised by the elders at any time.

Regardless of the inner and outer core true lineages, each disciple has one chance to challenge others, and a disciple can only accept a maximum of ten challenges.

Requirements, only the challenge object must be in the same realm as yourself, and you can't challenge beyond the level, nor can you challenge lower than your own realm.

If the outer disciple succeeds in challenging the inner disciple, he will replace his identity and enter the inner door, and if the inner disciple succeeds in challenging the core disciple, he will worship under the name of the master of the core disciple and will also become the core disciple.

As for challenging the true disciples, the true disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect are all in the prestigious Jindan Realm on the mainland, how can anyone have the strength and courage to challenge.

The sect is big, and it doesn't matter if it's dead or wounded.

Although there are elders who supervise from time to time, every accident in Dabi is endless, and it is normal for one hundred and ten people to be killed and injured.

Walking out of the sect, the outside world of cultivating immortals is not so peaceful and comfortable, and the disciples of the immortal sect lack the shortcomings of actual combat, so they often have to rely on this cruel competition to make up for it.

After learning the details of the Zongmen Dabi, Chang Ling always felt that everyone's eyes on her had been quite hot recently.

In the past, there was no precedent for a true lineage disciple to be challenged, but now she, the true lineage, is just a mere opening realm.

Any outer disciple has the opportunity to challenge her, if it weren't for the fact that she was not allowed to challenge a disciple lower than her own realm, she was afraid that she would have become a public enemy of the sect now.