Chapter Thirty-Eight: Eternal Life

The headquarters of the Zhenyuan sect, the top floor, the stargazing platform.

This is the place where the giant extraterrestrial observation formation is placed, and few people come here except for the relevant personnel who maintain it, but at this time, there are two powerful cultivators standing on the edge of the stargazing platform, discussing something.

"So, you're going to let your disciples participate in this Ten Sects Martial Arts?"

A black-robed and jade-crowned middle-aged cultivator with an aura like a real dragon, who was extraordinary at first glance frowned and said decisively after listening to the other cultivator's proposal, "No!"

He refused very simply, "This must be your new disciple recently, absolutely not! This matter is related to the face of the sect, how can you let a guy who doesn't even have a leaky body enter the team!"

"Am I such an unrefined person?"

Zhong Lingye, who was wearing a blue ink robe and had long hair to his waist, shook his head, "Great Elder, think about it carefully, when do I accept disciples at random? You have to believe my vision, Gao Chuan's advanced body is a matter of time and time, and this is not a reason to refuse." ”

“......”

Although he didn't speak, the Great Elder's eyes were full of suspicion.

“...... The last time I took in an apprentice was two hundred years ago, and after I trained him, that guy immediately made a name for himself in the world after he went out!"

Somewhat annoyed by this look, the Boundless Heavenly Monarch retorted, "At that time, everyone said that my vision was ......."

"Then the first thing this guy did after advancing to Jindan was to break into the galaxy directly, and he simply disappeared, can this character be up to the task? Okay, there is no need to say more. ”

Interrupting Zhong Lingye's words, the Great Elder sighed, "Your disciple's ability is indeed good, but this time the martial arts are extraordinary, and it is very different from the past, although the strength of your new apprentice is quite good in the same class, and the future is indeed exciting, but his current cultivation is nothing among all the cultivators under the Golden Pill in the past fifty years, even if he has advanced to the body without leakage." The reputation is also too low to convince the public. ”

"Haha, it's really a joke, not to mention that cultivators use martial arts to respect them. Fame is not a reason at all, these ten sects of martial arts are originally an opportunity for juniors to compete, in terms of strength, my disciples will never lose to others!"

With a sneer, Zhong Lingye said bluntly. "It's better to hurry up and tell me the real reason, and tell me what the official eight shares mean. ”

"It's because of the 'New World'. ”

As if thinking, the Great Elder paused for a moment before continuing to explain, "The newly discovered planet is too large for it to be fully exploited by the power of one of our sects, and the other nine sects will not watch us eat alone...... I discussed it with a few other leaders of his faction a few days ago, and decided to use the achievements of the juniors in the martial arts to determine the development status of the new world, so this time the martial arts must select the strongest people to go. ”

“...... Isn't that a bit too child's play?"

"Could it be that you want cultivators of our level to fight each other? There are still demons, so don't be so angry...... This thing. It is important to say that it is important, it is not important to say that it is not important, the dominance is valuable, but in such a large area, it is the same for whoever takes the lead, and no one else can suffer, not to mention that we, as discoverers, are already invincible. ”

Seemingly a little distressed, the Great Elder said, "It's just that the detailed process hasn't been discussed yet. However, the cultivators involved must be below the Golden Pill, and I know that the strength of your apprentice is definitely not bad, but he has not advanced yet. ...... indeed"

As he spoke, a rainbow of light suddenly lit up from the north, piercing through the clouds and mist, straight into the sky, and the violent wind shattered the atmosphere and set off a whirlwind.

“...... Hey. The fist intent of this punch has been completed, and it is indeed good! Whose junior is it? Look at this breath, there is such a ...... just after advancing Wait!"

After commenting, the Great Elder suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and he turned his head to look at Zhong Lingye on the side, a little surprised, "-Is it difficult?"

"Yes, it's a bad guy, is it worth trying?"

Pulling his long hair back, the corners of the Boundless Heavenly Monarch's mouth curled slightly, looking very satisfied.

“...... No wonder you called me to the observatory. ”

The thoughtful Great Elder frowned and thought about it for a while, but still shook his head slowly, "But it still doesn't work. ”

"Why?"

Zhong Lingye was not surprised, he waited for the reason.

"Soon after, it will be the great assessment of the sect. ”

Without answering the question directly, the Great Elder just said something else lightly, "The core content of this assessment is to fight for the stage, there are a total of five rings, and the quota of the Ten Sects of Martial Arts is also five. ”

"Understood. ”

This kind of hint that has almost been spoken, even a fool will not understand, but Zhong Lingye tasted a trace of deep meaning from it, "It seems that it is really only about strength, and it doesn't give any face...... will 'they' agree?"

"If you don't agree, you have to beat me, and if you want to pull a relationship with this kind of big thing, it won't work. ”

With a sneer, the Great Elder showed a kind expression, "After all, if you are 'reasonable', the head is not there, and I have the final say." ”

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There are many scattered houses and courtyards around the abyss, after all, not everyone likes to live in the steel fortress, and some cultivators will choose to build a residence in a clean place near the abyss and cultivate quietly. Therefore, for a long time, there have been many mountain estates near the abyss.

"This fist is ......"

In the north of the abyss, in a certain mountain manor, a young cultivator suddenly opened his eyes, stopped meditating, and walked quickly to the window.

Then, he saw a long rainbow rising from the Tianji Peak not far away, penetrating through the cloud atmosphere, and then the spiritual light dissipated, but there was still a pure will power that stopped in place for a long time.

“......”

He didn't speak, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't hide it, and pure ** came out of the cultivator's eyes.

That's called the ** that wants to fight.

People in the world cultivate immortals, some are immortal, some are powerful, is there a reason, just like it...... The reasons are too many to list.

And some people practice just to simply find a stronger opponent to fight, and experience the feeling of boiling blood and devoting themselves to it.

Mei Changsheng, named Changsheng, but he doesn't care, as a ten-year-old cultivator, twelve-year-old Juxuan, thirteen-year-old beginner, fourteen-year-old genius who condenses the spirit core, his biggest hobby is to fight with the strong, even if it will put himself in danger.

In fact, he had already died once because of this.

Today's Mei Changsheng is a reborn.

In his previous life, because he pursued battle too much, he accidentally fell into the encirclement of demons when he first entered Jindan, was besieged by several Jindan-level demons, and unfortunately destroyed himself and died together - but because of a mysterious family heirloom talisman, Zhou Guanghui traced back to Dao Yun Zhengzhen, and Mei Changsheng returned to his six-year-old childhood and had a new life.

But he wasn't prepared to change his mind.

In life, if he can't live according to the way he wants, it is no different from death, death does not change his mind, but makes Mei Changsheng more persistent, even if he is a little cautious, it can't make him stop pursuing the pace of fighting.

"If you die, you are not strong enough, and the reason you are not strong enough is that you don't fight enough. ”

Saying softly, Mei Changsheng couldn't help but touch the hilt of the sword on his waist.

"This fist intent...... I haven't seen it in my previous life. ”

After speaking, a breeze swept by, and the figure that was originally standing in front of the window disappeared, leaving only a whisper floating in the wind.

"Really...... Curious. (To be continued.) )