However, in the end, Cheng Xue looked at the number ten on the nameplate, tired and didn't love it.

"What do you mean? Am I not the chosen one? I want a bye once, it's not too much! Heavenly Dao Baba, you don't have a heart!" she complained in her heart, but to no avail, she could only honestly go to the ring.

The square is arranged with a space formation, and at the same time accommodates forty-nine rings, which can be said to be easy.

When everyone stood in the ring, leaving one lucky person standing alone, in an instant, it attracted everyone's attention.

"Gan, it turned out to be Zhao Sheng's guy!" Cheng Xue was so angry that her nose was crooked, this person was obviously standing beside them, and he could bear it when he got the fifty?

Seeing him waving goodbye to them on the spot, smiling and smiling, Cheng Xue and Zhao Ning felt that a certain part of their body was hard!

The fist is hard.

No matter what it is, if you hold it for a long time, it is easy to hurt your body, so Cheng Xue chose to sprinkle this anger on her opponent.

It was only when she raised her head and looked at her opponent viciously that she realized that this person was a little familiar, hey, it seemed to be a classmate of Feilaifeng Primary School, what was it called?

"Bai Cai, disciple of Qifeng. The other party was dressed as a disciple of the Beiming Sect and began to report to his home.

"Flying Cliff Peak disciple Cheng Xue. Cheng Xue suddenly realized in her heart, and finally remembered such a number one person.

didn't give them a chance to talk at all, and after the two of them met, the referee on the field gave an order, and the ring match officially began.

Before Cheng Xue's old words were spoken, the other party's attack arrived, and it seemed that the name of Cheng Xue's chosen son still put a lot of pressure on the other party.

Cheng Xue hurriedly dodged, the attack fell, and the ground in the ring shook, she looked at her former classmates with palpitations, and her expression gradually became serious.

As for Bai Cai, seeing that Cheng Xue had dodged, his face showed disappointment, but soon, he regained his spirit and made a late move.

Cheng Xue is a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, and although he is also in the early stage of Jindan, he has faintly touched the mid-stage barrier, so he believes that as long as he is careful and wins the other party, it is not impossible to win.

Even if she is the chosen one.

Just when the opponent was cheering herself up, Cheng Xue had already made a move, only to see her summon Liuyun and come down with a mess, making the opponent scramble.

Cheng Xue's stick techniques are all conditioned reflexes cultivated through fighting with spirit beasts, which can be said to be self-contained, as long as the spiritual sense is sharp enough and the moves are used, he can be one step ahead of the opponent.

In layman's terms, it is "I predicted your prediction", the old mille-feuille!

Because of this layer of means, coupled with Cheng Xue's brute strength since she was a child, as well as Liuyun's own bonus, she wielded the stick in her hand vigorously.

No matter how many spell secret skills Ren Baicai has, he can't use them, and Cheng Xue doesn't give him any respite at all.

Beads of sweat continued to slide down his forehead, and the movements of his hands gradually lost their order.

The other party's panic caused his moves to be full of mistakes and misses, without any accidents, Cheng Xue finally poured all his strength and hit a stick, Bai Cai couldn't dodge, and was taken seriously, and a dull voice came from the other end, which made her slow down a little.

"If you win, it's all your own disciples, don't break it!" she muttered to herself, and then struck again, kicking the person away.

"Flying Cliff Peak, Cheng Xue wins!" After the referee announced loudly, there were bursts of cheers from the spectator seat, no need to think about it, eighty percent of them were optimistic about Cheng Xue's disciples.

In the world of cultivating immortals, every time there is a grand event, there are people who sit in the village to bet, how much money is more or less, some people bet, simply to win spirit stones, and some people do not steam steamed buns to fight for breath.

For example, Zhao Sheng, who not only bets on himself but also pries others to bet on himself, makes a lot of money at this time, this little white face, smiling like a chrysanthemum, alas!

Even if he took shit luck, it was also part of his strength, Zhao Gongzi felt that his waist was straightened up like never before, let you bury me, hum!

In the viewing seat at the top, almost all the peak lord elders were paying attention to Cheng Xue's ring, and when the victory and defeat had been decided, several people began to discuss.

"This stick method is so fierce!"

"Indeed, the little cabbage is not wronged!" said a certain elder of Qifeng, stroked his beard.

"That stick, I think it's a little familiar. ”

"It seems to be a flowing cloud, but Lingbao was born conscious, and his temperament is extremely arrogant, and he is willing to give up his own sword body and turn it into a stick!" someone exclaimed, and finally said, "It is worthy of being the chosen one!"

These people, until now, have really recognized Cheng Xue's talent, and they no longer complain about the partiality before the head of the house.

This made the head refreshed, as if he had drunk a bowl of herbal tea on dog days, and his limbs and bones conveyed two words - comfortable!

In addition to these elders on the field, there were also a few ancestors, but their expressions were as usual, and they were happy and angry, which made the others also silent and stopped speaking.

The hierarchy of the immortal cultivation world is strict, not just talking, looking at people's faces and acting is a lesson that every subordinate must master.

Those who can't grasp it are all dead!

............

Cheng Xue left the ring under the attention of everyone, and they were the first to decide the winner in the ring, so Zhao Ning and them were still fighting.

The rest area was empty except for an eye-catching fool, Cheng Xue took the chair sent by the little boy, and pinched the little fat face of the other person by the way, the little disciple couldn't break free, and could only look at the culprit with teary eyes.

Seeing this, Cheng Xue put down her hand in a daze, and before she could say a few words, she saw the other party running away.

"Don't let it go at such a young age?" Zhao Sheng, who witnessed the whole process, began to be yin and yang again.

Hearing this, Cheng Xue, who already felt that she was cheap, and she was a little unwilling, her eyes widened, and finally she remembered the words of Heyun Ancestor and stabilized.

Seeing that she didn't choke with herself, Zhao Sheng closed his mouth a little boredly, and the place was still clean.

Cheng Xue took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and began to summarize the experience of the ring match just now.

In the end, I summarized and found that there was nothing to summarize, only one sentence, boom, the opponent is too weak!

In fact, Bai Cai, as a personal disciple, naturally has a few brushes, but why he lost so easily is not because he understands that with the reputation of his opponent, there will be countless people who will pay attention to this ring match.

Under the excitement, he didn't stabilize his mentality and paid too much attention to gains and losses, which led to his inability to calm down under Cheng Xue's attack and finally lose.

It's just that Cheng Xue can't think of this, she just thinks that the other party is as her name, it's too vegetable, I have to say that some things may have been destined by God a long time ago.

However, if there are too many words, it seems to excuse the weak, so it can only be said that Bai Cai is worthy of being a cabbage, and he has to get a batch of dishes!

The ring match is only the first level of the true legend election, so there is no real strong player to reveal the hole cards, which also leads to the fact that the viewing level of the ring match is not high, but it still attracts the spectators to scream again and again.

Cheng Xue sat in the rest area, not worried about her friends much, she understood that even if she was worried at this time, it would be useless, it was better to choose to believe in their strength.

Finally, the result was still good, Zhao Ning and his party all returned triumphantly, several people gathered together, walked towards them, and then rushed towards Zhao Sheng.

"You kid, what kind of face is that, see if I don't beat you so that your mother doesn't even know you!"

"That's it, do you know, your underbeaten appearance almost made my opponent's sneak attack successful, if you lose the game, you just wait to be beaten by me!"

"Brothers, talk less, save your strength to beat him down!"

Seeing this, instead of stopping it, the others took the opportunity to step forward and kick it a few times, this spicy chicken thing, called him a mouthful!

After that, the head of the sect announced the list of promoted disciples, as well as the rules of the secret realm trial on the second day, and the ring match on this day ended successfully in Zhao Sheng's wail.

The next day, Cheng Xue and Du Dudu came to the square early, as yesterday, and there were already several silent disciples standing there, all of whom exuded an air of being unapproachable.

When everyone arrived, the eyes of the fifty people suddenly went dark together, and the world swirled around and arrived at the other side of the world.

An old man with white hair shook his big sleeves with a smile, and his voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu, "Little guys, don't be impatient, this time I will take you to the secret realm." ”

It didn't take long for Cheng Xue and the others to reappear, they had already arrived at the entrance of a secret realm, and many monks were quietly waiting for the secret realm to open, and when they saw them coming, they only looked sideways slightly.

Cheng Xue remembered the rules announced by the head of the sect yesterday, and began to mutter, so many people have entered the secret realm together, can they really decide the winner?

It turns out that this place is a well-known ancient secret realm, one of the few ancient secret realms in the world of cultivating immortals, which has been inherited so far and has a history of hundreds of thousands of years.

But even after such a long time, the ancient secret realm is still not completely developed, and there are still many untouched places, which can always surprise people.

The Ancient Secret Realm is under the control of the five major sects, and although casual cultivation can also be entered, the income from the secret realm must be handed over to the five major sects.

Moreover, the five major factions stipulate that only disciples below the age of Yuan Ying are allowed to enter, so as to maintain the sustainable development of the secret realm.

This time coincided with the opening of the once-in-a-century Desolate Ancient Secret Realm, and the Beiming faction simply set the trial in the secret realm, saving Huo Huo's own things, and also increasing the difficulty of the experience, killing two birds with one stone, wouldn't it be beautiful!

In addition to the Beiming faction, the other four major sects, of course, will not be absent, each sect is led by an ancestor, and there are dozens of disciples behind them.

The ancestors were chatting, and when they saw the people sent by Beiming, they gradually stopped talking and looked over.

To everyone's surprise, this time Beiming sent three ancestors, and after the old man with white hair released Cheng Xue and them, he opened his mouth and laughed, "Fellow Daoists, meet again!"

The ancestors of the other sects also exchanged a few words of greeting, and then turned the conversation to the disciples of the Beiming faction.

"These are the disciples of the Beiming Sect who have entered the Ancient Secret Realm, and they are all very bright, and they are all very good!" Elder Honglu of the Huangjue Sect said with a smile, and then, he changed his words, "I don't know which one is Cheng Xue Xiaoyou, can you let me wait and see and see?"

As soon as the Chosen List came out, they sent people to look for people on the list, and the income sects that could be included in the sect were able to be enveloped.

Up to now, each major sect has at least one Chosen Son, Zheng Shanyang of the Huangjue Sect, Ji Wei of the Feixian Pavilion, Dugu Zhongsheng of the Lingzhao Sect, and Fengyang of the Wanjian Sect.

Of course, these are all on the surface, and it is unknown whether there are some hidden in private.

The Honglu elder of the Huangjue faction is the gray-clothed old man who helped Mo Tong and meddled in the affairs of Meicheng, and his malice towards the Beiming faction is the most prominent among them.

"It's just a little disciple, what's there to see, then again, Zheng Shanyang of your faction makes the old man quite interested, I don't know ......"

Before the white-bearded ancestor finished speaking, Elder Honglu waved his hand and interrupted, "Forget it, it's boring and boring!"

Seeing his scoundrel appearance, the ancestors of the Beiming faction snorted coldly in their hearts, and they endured it without tearing their faces.

Cheng Xue, who was originally honestly waiting for the secret realm to open, was suddenly mentioned by the ancestor of another faction, knowing that his ancestor was there, he was not worried, but raised his head, looked at the ancestors who were high in the past, and litigated with his tongue.

When I looked up, I found that there were many acquaintances on the field, such as Mo Tong, who was standing behind Honglu Ancestor, and when he saw her, he remembered the catastrophe of life and death he suffered in the killing realm, and he couldn't help but hate itchy.

As soon as I turned my eyes, I saw Feng Yang, who I hadn't seen for a long time, standing in the middle of a group of sword-wielding disciples, squeezing his eyebrows at himself!

She smiled at him, and her eyes came to the Huangjue Sect again, and she found that Zheng Shanyang's brother and sister were arguing with Honglu Ancestor about something, which attracted the attention of countless people.

It's a pity that there is a soundproof barrier, and I can't hear anything, Cheng Xue looked away with some disappointment, and then was caught off guard and saw a familiar figure.

She was shocked, as if she couldn't believe it, she raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, for a long time, the other party seemed to be unconscious, and she never saw him raise his head, which made Cheng Xue calm down.

It shouldn't be him, how could he appear here, he may just be a person with a similar body, after all, in the world, it is not surprising that someone looks like him.

It's just that Cheng Xue is still in a trance, which makes her ignore the surging tide in secret.

The Beiming True Transmission General Election was in full swing, and other sect forces naturally learned about it.

Although the five major sects are in the same breath and advance and retreat together, in recent thousands of years, because there are few foreign enemies, they can almost be said to have constant friction in private, resulting in the relationship between the various sects and factions is not as peaceful as it seems.

And the true disciples are related to the luck of a sect for thousands of years in the future, so at this juncture, there will definitely be sects to make some small moves against the disciples of the Beiming faction who participate in the general election.

For example, the Huangjue Sect and the Beiming Sect are almost 100% sure that this dog sect will definitely let their disciples do it, but what's the matter?

In this secret realm trial, the most dangerous thing should be the head disciple who participated, which will definitely attract sniping from people with a heart, for example, a person like Cheng Xue who has been famous for a long time and has outstanding talents.

There is already more than one sect that has given the task of sniping at the chosen son of another sect to the disciples behind him, but for the Beiming faction, the situation is even more severe.

The white-bearded old man also knew that this secret realm trial was dangerous and abnormal, so he didn't have much requirements for his disciples, as long as he came out alive, even if he passed the trial.

The danger of this trial comes mostly from the pressure of other factions, and I have to say that the person who made this decision from the Beiming faction is also a ruthless person!

And that ruthless man, who was sitting leisurely on the soft couch at the moment, looked a little careless, but Cheng Xue's heart tightened, since she returned to the sect, she had never been to Qingsang Peak, and I didn't know if Sang Yun Ancestor would blame her for this, huh~

After a while, the overgrown mountain wall in front of everyone suddenly vibrate, and then it intensified, and a few scattered cultivators couldn't stand on the spot and shook their bodies.

Seeing this, the ancestors on the field took action one after another, and worked together to infuse spiritual power into it, maintaining a pillar of incense for a long time, so that the entrance of the secret realm was loosened a little.

After that, the gap grew larger and wider, gradually forming a narrow door, the size of only one person to pass through, covered with light, so that people could not peep into the scene in the secret realm.

Cheng Xue and the others agreed on the code, and then followed the crowd and entered the secret realm one after another.

After all the disciples entered, the ancestors of the various sects gathered their efforts to breathe, and suddenly, a voice sounded in a strange manner, "Beiming faction, what guts!"

It was destined that no one would pay attention to him, after all, even Sang Yun, who raised the matter, was a little distracted when he saw his disciple enter.

Let's hope they all come out alive!

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