"What is this bastard boy talking to you?" said the Ancestor, who leaned closer and asked with a fox on his face.

Chen Sheng smiled and didn't answer: "The seniors are going, but they got their wish?"

Old Ancestor looked at this confident young man, could it be that he had already expected Xue Changsheng's reply? Thinking that Xue Changsheng stretched his neck, he would rather die than turn Chen Sheng under his own door, Old Ancestor couldn't help but turn dark.

His eyes fell on Chen Sheng's face, and the ancestor couldn't help but mutter: "It's not that you kid deliberately tricked the old man." ”

The seniors laughed, how could the kid have the guts. Chen Sheng shook his head and said, "Even if I have the guts, you still can't trust the elders in your own sect?"

Hearing this, the suspicion on the ancestor's face dissipated a little, and he glanced at Chen Sheng deeply before he was willing to leave.

When he walked away, Chen Sheng smiled at the dark place: "Sect Master Tang, your eavesdropping method is really clever. ”

The scenery in a corner of the courtyard changed, Tang Qingfeng showed his figure, and he was surprised: "I can't even find the old slippery head in this way, but you kid can see through it?"

"If it weren't for your sudden laughter, I wouldn't have noticed. Chen Sheng smiled, and when he was talking to the ancestor, he faintly heard a faint laughter.

The benefits brought by the Creation Recipe are not only the strengthening of the physical body, but also the five senses are much sharper, although this smile is only for a moment, it is also captured by Chen Sheng.

"It seems that your physique is really good. Tang Qingfeng smiled and said, "But you should have a body quenching method, otherwise it will be impossible to hit the middle grade sword weapon." ”

Chen Sheng's pupils shrank, not because he was recognized, but at this moment, he realized that such a powerful physical body, if he hadn't cultivated the method of quenching the body, how many people would be interested.

If this body is created by heaven and earth alone, it can have such power, I am afraid that it will attract the attention of many old monsters who are close to life, and the ancestors may not be able to defeat it at that time.

Seeing that he was silent, Tang Qingfeng continued: "In the secret realm of the sect, there is a cave mansion, in which there is a kind of quenching thing, which is extremely famous in the cultivation world. ”

Without waiting for Chen Sheng to come back to his senses, Tang Qingfeng had already stepped on his sword and left, but left an old sheepskin on the ground, which was different from what Tian Baht gave, the route on it was extremely clear, and there were many more marking points, put away the sheepskin, Chen Sheng found that a piece of jade slip appeared in his hand.

"Quenching milk, the bottom of Lingyun Cave is poured out of the center of the earth, only one drop is produced every year, which can play the effect of quenching the body and washing the marrow. Chen Sheng groaned, the quenching milk is indeed extremely famous, and it is an extremely rare treasure, but I didn't expect it to be in this small Burning Sun Sect.

The rest of the content in the jade slip is an introduction to the acquisition and use of quenching milk, and to Chen Sheng's astonishment, there is a sentence marked at the end: "Boy, this treasure is something I finally discovered, you are not allowed to swallow it alone!"

Shaking his head with a smile, Chen Sheng's heart was wonderful, he had rarely experienced this strange feeling in his previous life, and he had the warmth of being cared for by his elders.

In this life, he has a lot more fireworks than Luoyu Immortal Venerable.

Chen Sheng didn't think too much about it, and went back to the house to rest.

Time is like water, and in a blink of an eye, it is the second day, and the disciples gather in the square early, and today's competition will determine which people can get the qualification to participate in the Immortal Gate Conference and the exploration quota of the secret realm of the sect.

The secret realm is opened up by the previous great monks to cultivate through the heavens, and the world is different from here, in which the aura is rich, and there are many genius treasures, you can enter it to practice for a few days, even if you are unlucky, you can get a lot of benefits.

The Great Elder's congratulatory message was still serious, and he asked the disciples to come to the stage, announcing that today's qualifications for the competition were different from the previous ones, and that the form of melee was adopted, and the eight people who could stand in the ring until the end would be the winner.

"Gao Ming" Chen Sheng couldn't help but praise, the competition of the Immortal Gate Conference is to divide the disciples of each sect into a team, and then conduct a fighting competition until the last person remains.

Such a comparison can not only screen out the comprehensive strength of the disciples of each sect, but also test the strain and heart of the disciples to a certain extent.

In a multi-person melee, only by holding together can there be hope of survival, and only a disciple who can convince everyone can pull up a strong team, otherwise they will not have much combat effectiveness if they calculate and guard against each other.

This Immortal Sect Conference is not only used to select talented disciples, but also a competition for the heirs of various sects, and disciples who can show extraordinary minds in it, even if their cultivation is weaker, is not without the opportunity to be appreciated.

Different from Chen Sheng's relaxed freehand at the moment, the situation on the stage can be described as tense, many disciples were stunned after hearing the new rules, and at this time, there are not many people from the same peak, and the other peaks are not familiar, so everyone does not dare to move easily for a while.

A few disciples reacted, all shouting and pulling people, and soon the field was divided into three factions, led by Sun Huaiwei, Tian Bao and Fang Shanhuai, and there were many scattered people.

"Senior Sister Sun, how about you and I join forces to clear out the scattered people?" Fang Shanhuai said with a smile, and now his team on the stage is the largest, with as many as twenty people.

Sun Huaiwei frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Fang, there's no need. ”

"The senior sister is kind, so the senior brother is not welcome. Fang Shanhuai was not annoyed, smiled and walked towards the scattered people who were shrinking in a corner, and said loudly: "Senior brothers, with your numbers, there is no chance of winning, it is better to join me, and our Shanhuai guarantees to treat everyone equally." ”

"Phew, you are dreaming!" A disciple angrily reprimanded, the disciples of Cuizhu Peak can be said to have a bad reputation in the Burning Sun Sect, and the one with the worst reputation is this Fang Shanhuai, relying on the identity of the peak master's disciple and never looking down on others.

If Sun Huaiwei is replaced to recruit An, it will be about the same, Fang Shanhuai? Forget it.

"No wonder I am. Fang Shanhuai's face was slightly gloomy: "Up!"

The disciples behind him rushed out, but they were blocked by a figure, Tian Bao smiled and said: "Senior Brother Fang, I have long heard that Cuizhu Peak's exercises are special and extremely domineering, how about you and I have made a move?"

"Tian Ba, are you going to stop me?"

Fang Shanhuai's face was gloomy, Sun Huaiwei was sure that most of the people behind him were disciples of Cuizhu Peak, with the relationship between the two, Sun Huaiwei would not make a move, but he didn't expect that this person from Xifeng would stand up.

"Senior Brother Fang's words are serious, it's just a competition. Tian Ba still smiled, but that smile was not so kind in the eyes of some people.

"Shanhuai, it seems that you are not doing well in this Burning Sun Sect. A young man suddenly appeared in the center of the ring, dressed in red and with white hair, and his eyes were gray, and this cold voice came from his mouth.

Seeing this person's appearance clearly, Fang Shanhuai's pupils constricted, and he roared in a cruel voice: "Gu Xunnan!"

"Yes, it's Ben Shao. The white-haired young man smiled brightly, and his figure flashed in front of Fang Shanhuai like a ghost, and slapped his palm on the dantian.

Fang Shanhuai spurted blood in his mouth, and his body was like a rag, falling under the stage.

After doing all this, the young man wiped his hands and whispered as if he had intentionally or unintentionally, "It's still so weak." ”