The strangeness of the worship sword platform spread far and wide, and Changzun Wuji was unusual, not trying to cover up the secret of the worship sword platform, but releasing the news, all Kunlun disciples can enter the sword worship platform, two by two, and the final winner can directly apprentice to Wuji.

All the disciples are eager to try, you must know that the generations of Qi Pingliu and the others are already the top in the Six Realms, and to be able to directly apprentice to Wuji is to become the junior disciples of the same generation as Qi Pingliu. Although Qi Pingliu's identity is very embarrassing, and Yu Shui doesn't care about everything, he is almost forgotten by the world, but no one can deny their extremely high status in the Six Realms.

As the second son of the dignified Demon Realm, Mingyang didn't have any feelings for the generations in the Six Realms, even if he became the founding disciple of Xiangbei, because of the Demon Venerable's intention, Mingyang didn't realize the usefulness of this generation. As for why the Kunlun disciples wanted to apprentice to Wuji, Mingyang didn't bother to think about it, he cared more about whether it was lively or not.

Mingyang came to the sword worship platform and saw from a distance that the Kunlun disciples were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. The place where the black goat's horns would appear as soon as they approached had already converged their aura, but those disciples who had just entered Kunlun to practice for a long time still couldn't hold it and showed their true bodies one after another.

Mingyang squeezed through the crowd and smiled contemptuously, just this ability, still want to fight?

The disciples who were forced out of their true bodies by the aura no longer moved forward, and could only stop at the periphery, but Mingyang happily squeezed forward.

Mingyang finally stepped on the sword worship platform for the second time, only this time, he did not enter the ancient battlefield, but stood at the forefront of the crowd of onlookers, in front of him, it was the competition ground of Kunlun disciples.

All the disciples of Kunlun are the same as Shushan, and there is a Kunlun disciple sword.

Mingyang kept his hands on his chest and looked around in a condescending manner. The world's magic is all from Kunlun, the establishment of Shu Mountain and Buzhou Mountain is more or less with reference to Kunlun, and even the magic weapon casting technique of the Mountain Eagle family is learned from Kunlun. Mingyang nodded secretly, after all, it is a good place for outstanding people, and these Kunlun disciples are much more pleasing to the eye than Shushan disciples.

Just thinking about it, the ring has begun.

The first to enter the sword worship platform was actually a man in white.

Mingyang listened to the man in white talk about the rules for a long time before he understood, saying that it was a two-by-two battle, but in fact, it was just a battle against the man in white.

All disciples, no need to sign up, go on stage in an orderly manner, fight against the man in white, the winner, and enter the second round. If only one disciple wins, he will directly become a disciple of Wuji.

The rules are simple, but it is difficult to win. As long as it is a disciple of Kunlun, who doesn't know the power of the man in white?

After the man in white finished talking about the rules, Mingyang looked around, and no one came to the stage for a while.

Mingyang couldn't hold back, laughed out loud, and muttered in a low voice: "Are Kunlun's disciples so wasteful? Don't even dare to go on stage?" Mingyang remembered that he had been in the first ring of the Demon Realm back then, and suddenly felt proud.

Before the words fell, someone came to the stage.

But before Mingyang could retract his ridicule, the first Kunlun disciple to challenge the man in white was knocked out of the ring with a punch.

Mingyang's mood fluctuated, he stared at the man in white with wide eyes, fortunately this person is a senior brother, this person deserves to be a senior brother!

After that, the man in white quickly eliminated the eighteen challengers almost with one palm. Mingyang has lost interest in watching the excitement, after all, the ring where you come and go is interesting, and what is absolutely suppressed by such a party is not called the ring at all.

Mingyang squeezed through the crowd and left in great disappointment, he thought: Those Kunlun disciples with high mana power, I am afraid that they already have a teacher, how could they openly betray their own master for the opportunity to apprentice in the far world?

Wuji's thoughts, Mingyang only guessed half right. The reason why he sent the man in white to guard and eliminate most of the disciples who had illusions was that of course he didn't have time to screen the disciples one by one, and more importantly, he blindly prevented the disciples from exploring the secrets of the sword worship platform and blindly covered up the true face of the ancient battlefield, which would only make the ancient battlefield of the sword worship platform a place of false rumors. Everyone knew the true face of the sword worship platform, and then revealed the danger of entering the ancient battlefield through various channels. Those disciples who have no chance to enter the ancient battlefield will die, and those who have the ability to enter the ancient battlefield, Kunlun has no reason to stop them from entering. After all, the preservation of the ancient battlefield is so that one day in the future, someone can refine those ancient sword intents and understand the long-lost secret arts.

This is all meaningless to Mingyang, he didn't see the excitement he wanted to see, so he wanted to find Lu to leave.

In the distance, Mingyang saw Lu Li standing under the flowers again. No matter how lively the sword worship platform is today, it is very quiet here, and there is only the sound of sunlight scattered on the earth and the passage of time.

Lu Li had nothing to do, but he actually remembered to study the art of flower arrangement, and now he is carefully selecting flowers.

"You're just watching there, won't you come and help me?" Lu Li didn't raise his head and said to Mingyang.

Mingyang retracted his thoughts and walked out of the steps of a gentleman, "I'm a big man, can I still help you pick flowers?

The corners of Lu Li's mouth rose, but his hand did not stop, "These flowers are so beautiful, wouldn't it be a pity if no one appreciated them?"

"You've taken it off, and it'll wither in a few days. ”

Lu Li's eyes flashed, and he said confidently: "I can use mana to keep them fresh." ”

"Yo Yo Yo, now that you are so powerful, you can't use up your mana, and you have started to get these external objects. Although he was teasing, Mingyang's hand began to help Lu Li pick the flowers, "This, pink, with the big red in your hand, is the pink beauty." ”

Lu Li was a little disgusted, "I think it's all red and beautiful, and it can be paired with some green leaves." "Love Literature Network

Mingyang held the pink rose awkwardly and said, "Then I'll pick it off, if you don't want it, it's a pity." ”

Lu Li thought about it, it was her whim that caused these flowers to suffer this unwarranted disaster, and Mingyang finally followed her once, but he couldn't brush off his kindness. Lu Li took the pink rose from Mingyang's hand, and put it together with a handful of red moon seasons, the original red flowers with green leaves were very harmonious, and when a pink rose was added, the whole bouquet of flowers was messy at once.

"Look, the vision of the second son of my dignified demon realm is really good. Mingyang took the bouquet of flowers from Lu Li's hand, and plucked the countless flowers in Kunlun with a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, making the bouquet even more messy.

Lu Li was dumbfounded, and thought to himself: Mingyang is also the son of the demon world, how can his vision be so bad?

"Okay!" Mingyang held the bouquet in both hands and proudly raised it into the air to admire himself, "That's good." ”

Lu Li smiled awkwardly and reached out to take the bouquet that Mingyang had chosen in a thrilling manner. "That...... Brother. ”

"Huh?"

"I ......" Lu Li's brain teaser turned, "My mana is indeed quite deep, but these external objects, I carry so much, it is not convenient." When I go back and use spells to rejuvenate them, I'll pick out some that are easy to keep, okay?"

Mingyang nodded, not suspecting anything.

Lu Li breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "Hey, by the way, didn't you say to go and see the excitement, and you came back so soon?"

Lu Li wanted to divert the topic, hoping that Mingyang could continue to watch the excitement and leave himself alone to tidy up the flowers, but Mingyang sighed and told Lu Li about the situation of Baijiantai.

"One palm, it's really boring. ”

Lu Xun thought too, this is not called a fight at all, so naturally there is no fun to watch.

Lu Li couldn't think of any good way to support Mingyang for a while, so he let Mingyang come to the residence with her, and pointed her to interject.

The two studied for a long time, but Lu Li gave up in his heart, so many messy flowers, if they want to be completely inserted together, they are simply piled up indiscriminately, and there is no beauty at all. But Mingyang doesn't mind, as long as the flowers are picked back, they must be used to avoid waste.

Mingyang interjected seriously, Lu Li was bored sitting next to him, Mingyang could do whatever she wanted, anyway, in two days, she would choose her favorite and apply them a rejuvenation technique, so that they would always be fresh and beautiful.

Lu Li and Mingyang sat cross-legged, her hands were on her knees, her eyes were rolling, but there was nothing to see in the Kunlun disciple's room, and Lu Li's eyes finally fell on Mingyang.

Although Lu Li gave up struggling, Mingyang was very serious about interjecting this time.

And serious people exude a unique charm.

Lu Li's eyes fell on Mingyang, Mingyang at this time was unprecedentedly quiet, she unconsciously supported her cheeks with one hand, and gradually looked stunned.

Mingyang turned his head sharply and said, "What are you staring at me all the time?"

Lu Li subconsciously leaned back, and quickly denied it: "No, I see it as a flower, who looks at you, don't be so narcissistic." ”

Mingyang squinted at the bouquet that had been completely inserted, and grinned, "My skills are good." ”

Lu Li secretly took a long breath, stretched out his thumb, and showed the most sincere smile, "Okay!"

Mingyang was very satisfied, and reached out to touch Lu Li's head, the current little junior sister is really getting cuter and cuter the more she looks at it.

Lu Li suddenly restrained his smile and rolled his eyes, "Didn't you say that you can't touch your head casually?"

"You can't just touch my head. ”

Lu Liqi but also pressed his backhand on Mingyang's head, "Others can't touch it, I can." ”

The two brothers and sisters just touched each other's hair indiscriminately, Mingyang was okay, Lu Li's hair had been touched by Mingyang.

Lu Li blew a piece of hair, "See if I don't stew yours tomorrow." ”

Mingyang smiled and said, "If you are really willing to eat me, I will give you a good meal." As he spoke, Mingyang stretched out an arm and handed it to Lu Li's mouth, who knows, Lu Li is a mouthful.