Since you can't see the light, then the number of people will definitely not be too much, and the number of people is not much, so the possibility of having two formation cultivators who can oppose the guest at the same time will be greatly reduced, and this kind of attained formation cultivation is not a cabbage.

Then the teleportation array of the ring hall is not controlled by the formation cultivation, then it is the formation left by the original sect trial. In this case, the content of the test here is how to unravel the cage-type formation, if you can't solve it, you shouldn't be harmed, but you will be trapped for a few days, and the ranking is extremely low.

This is also being used.

It seems that the inner ghost is hidden deeply. What is that for? In the case of the sect trial, the important items in the Divine Machine Pavilion should have been put away a long time ago.

Qingwen was a little settled at the moment, and she was not in a hurry to relieve the formation.

After closing her eyes and analyzing the current situation of the organization that wants to kill her, Qingwen gave herself three choices.

Either you can't get out of the formation, stay in the cage, resign yourself to fate, and hope to wait until the end of the trial, or try to solve the formation successfully, and after you go out, pay careful attention to the inner ghost organization, and then actively search for the black and white flag, or after you go out of the formation, go back and wait for the opportunity to rescue the people trapped in the main hall formation.

After all, the wind is definitely in it. Maybe Pan Lian and Shao An are also there.

Although a lot of things have happened, after all, they have met once, after all, in the first year of coming to the immortal cultivation world, they were met. It's not bad luck. It's all about knowing.

Of course, Qingwen is not immeasurable.

After all, he is a monk who builds the foundation, and as long as he is careful and guarded, he should not die. The other party was just a phantom array to confuse people, and then sent a qi cultivator to assassinate him.

Qingwen didn't need a coin, and when she gave her this third choice, she knew she didn't have a choice.

Although this world is very cruel, there must always be a little glimmer of light, like a firefly dormant in a summer night. If you need to redeem yourself, someone has to come to you.

If so, then why isn't that person himself?

Instead of expecting to meet that wonderful person in this world who can pull you out of the quagmire, why not try and redeem yourself.

The latter is often more likely to succeed.

Maybe I guessed wrong, the dead monk was just an ordinary disciple, and he might be found out by the law enforcement agents, maybe he would be punished, maybe nothing happened.

But, after all, it was a life!

Qingwen's irrepressible guilt and self-blame finally broke out.

This is a world that can satisfy anyone, can live forever, can call the wind and rain, can go to heaven and earth, this is also a world that can trample on anyone, the indifference of immortal cultivators to mortals, and the indifference of high-level cultivators to low-level cultivators are enough to make people despair.

In this year, Qingwen has not heard of the accident in which the collapse of the spirit stone mine led to the death of cultivators, that is, mortals, it is not that she has not encountered the mutual oppression of outer disciples and occupied special tasks in groups, and it is not that she has not seen third-class disciples who are living like slaves and struggling as fellow disciples.

But do the sects care? No, they never cared about the lives of these people, if it weren't for the fact that the death of too many Qi cultivation disciples would cause the number of foundation building disciples to decline, Qingwen even suspected that the rule of killing fellow disciples could be dispensed without.

As long as the number of foundation building disciples is maintained at a certain level every ten years, the sect will not care about the current situation of Qi cultivation disciples at all.

Occasionally, there may be low-level disciples who are lucky enough to succeed in building a foundation, but so what? Although they can be "competent" for the so-called position, once it involves a change in the "rules", only the elders of Jiedan can have some weight to speak, they are just a microphone and a rope.

And what are those high-ranking monks doing?

A very small number of promising Yuan Babies either practice behind closed doors, or travel all over the world, looking for opportunities for breakthroughs, ignoring this red dust matter. Most of them were already the heads of the clan, and their own clansmen couldn't take care of them, so how could they have the time to pay attention to low-level monks and mortals. Even the elders who specialize in handling the affairs of the sect represented by the head of the sect can only focus on the general direction of the sect's development, and do not care about the living conditions of low-level monks and the lives of mortals.

In the final analysis, even if they all die, the next batch of disciples will come in, and the next batch of mortals will be born, which will not affect the existence of the sect.

But really, won't?

Others are in the fog and can't see clearly, doesn't Qingwen know either?

A large tree that is about to decay often rots from its roots, but how many luxuriant leaves there are to know.

Qingwen knew it from her heart, but she comforted herself, she was just an ordinary monk, and she would not come into contact with these filths, even if she saw it, she avoided it from afar, even if she couldn't avoid it, she would find a tall person to hold it.

Qingwen thought that she would not be stained with blood, would not bully the innocent and weak, and would not become the kind of person she did not want to be.

But the reality just silently let this happen, and Qingwen had to make a choice.

Can blood-stained hands still deceive oneself that he is still an ordinary person who has no merit or fault? Or, if everyone is killed, will he be bullied, plundered, exploited, and embezzled because he has nothing else to do in the future?

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is no balance, and Qingwen has no way to judge her own good and evil. If it is purely according to the ethics and morality that comes from one's own heart, then what should be the mirror that can see one's own heart?

As far as the situation at that time is concerned, his actions were indeed justified defense, but it was murder! Qingwen still can't forget that the dripping blood may only save people, so that she can still be herself, and not lose herself in the road in the future.

Qingwen opened her eyes again, and the choice in her heart was decided.

Translucent to the senses, this cage is an atomization of the water aura. After quickly judging the attributes of the cage, Qingwen found out the characteristics of this formation that she had recorded in the jade slip.

The deformation is arbitrary, the toughness is extremely high, and it is best to pierce it with a needle-shaped magic weapon.

Qing Wen tried to melt the ice needle with the Xuan Ice Order and gently stabbed it towards the cage.

When I first came into contact, I had the feeling of poking at the water balloon but not popping it. Qingwen stepped up her efforts. Visibly visible to the naked eye, the cage was slowly deforming, slowly poking out a sharp cone, but it was not broken.

Qingwen had already been mentally prepared for this, and this step was just to confirm that this cage was indeed a water-like cage made of water spirit gas.

That being the case, then there is a way to give it a try.

Cold!

I hope that if it freezes, and then use Yokoyama to break it, this array can be broken.

Ice peanuts, effective, Qingwen's eyes flashed with joy, and then it became disappointment.

The ice flower did not spread much, but after reaching a certain size, it shattered and melted, leaving only water marks.

"Is it Fairy Qingwen?"

Someone can pass through the cage to get into the secret!