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"Where is this?"

After a big battle, several people were tired, Ling Ling gave Li Bing a look at the wound, and said after taking the pulse, "It's okay, it's all external injuries." ”。 A few people did not go far from the shocking corpses to find a secluded place to meditate and breathe.

Chiren was especially tired, and every time he summoned the "shamanic evil god" into his body, his body was extremely weak, and it took half an hour of pranayama before he gradually improved.

Anzi gave a general account of what happened after Li Bing fell into a coma: Luo Changgeng took Yao Gui away, the female head of Lingjiaomen ordered everyone not to make a noise about this matter, and Huang Jiaozi seemed to be in a state of mind, and took out the tokens of the four brothers from the corpse and handed them to Han Linyuan.

Li Bing thumped his head: "That...... Didn't he say anything about that really angry thing?"

"By the way, I almost forgot the most important thing. Anzi said again about the three prohibitions that the person had set up on Li Bing's wrist, and repeatedly emphasized that he would go to the "Aoki River" in Shuzhong within a year, maybe the "poison" could be solved.

The more Li Bing listened, the more confused he became: "A hundred years ago, the people of Luojing Garrison? What does this mean?" I had never heard of these things at all, and I secretly wondered if "Mi Yan" knew it.

I wanted to call it, but I finally gave up. On the one hand, it didn't take much time for Mi Ling to come out of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and it shouldn't know these things, on the other hand, Li Bing didn't fully trust Ling Ling, and he always felt that the origin of this girl was a mystery, and he had been deliberately alienating everyone.

"If I'm not mistaken, they're talking about the turmoil in Kunlun Mountain a hundred years ago. Everyone chatted and speculated, but Ling Ling seemed to be very sure: "There are some old news, I read the book, it should be related to what they said about Kunlun Mountain a hundred years ago." ”

Seeing that everyone was interested, Ling Ling simply continued:

"The origin of the Three Realms, it is said that the origin of heaven and earth is a chaotic, after Pangu opened the world, the chaos flood was divided into three layers of interconnected upper, middle and lower layers, called 'heaven, earth, and man', initially, the two worlds of heaven and earth could communicate with each other through the human world.

Later, I don't know why, the passage between the earth realm and the human world, that is, the 'human well', was sealed. The human world is also divided into four, in addition to the land of Shenzhou where we live, there are also the 'ghost world', 'demon world' and 'Nine Heavens Immortal world'. Although these four areas still belong to the same human realm and are not completely separated, they can no longer be freely accessible.

The 'ghost world' is the bottom of the human world, and it has become a prison for the ghost race, and the ghost race cannot return to the human world without going through the 'reincarnation gate', but the other races do not have this restriction.

And the 'Demon Realm', it is said that it is a piece of heaven and earth forcibly separated from our current Shenzhou land, and it can be reconnected with the human world once a month, and I don't know how to go to the demon world.

Finally, there is the 'Nine Heavens Immortal Realm', which is where the immortal clan lives, and after mortals cultivate to disperse immortals, they can also enter and exit, which is actually just a corner of the human world.

As for the heavenly realm and the earthly realm, they are just legends, and no one has ever been there. ”

Anzi and Li Bing couldn't help nodding, obviously these were the first time they had heard of them.

Ling Ling sorted out his thoughts, and then said: "And the incident I just mentioned a hundred years ago is related to the passage between the earth realm and the human world-Renluojing. There are seven of them. They correspond to the seven rays of "metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder".

It is said that a hundred years ago, several immortal cultivators on Kunlun Mountain discovered one of the 'Ren Luo Jing', which seemed to be the 'Earth Man Luo Jing', and opened a part of the seal, using the alien aura that escaped from the Ren Luo Well to cultivate. This matter was detected by the 'Ren Luojing Garrison', and the sect in charge was sunk to the bottom of the East China Sea, and several other sects in Kunlun Mountain were also hit hard, and finally merged into the current 'Seven Kunlun' faction. ”

"It turns out that Qi Kunlun really came here like this. Li Bing nodded yes, and said in his heart: "This is the first time I have heard this ancient legend of the Three Realms. It's so interesting, when I have some free time, let Mi Yan tell you everything. ”

Han Linyuan also seemed to be interested: "Sink to the bottom of the East China Sea? 'Ren Luojing Garrison' is so powerful? What are they? Is it Da Luo Jin Immortal?"

"I don't know, the 'Ren Luojing Garrison' is very mysterious, and I don't know if it's an organization or a sect. However, their purpose is very clear, that is, to protect the seal on the human well. ”

"So, since that uncle just now is a human Luojing garrison, he should be very powerful?" Anzi listened to these legends, and only said: "It turns out that outside the world of ordinary people, there is such an existence. ”

I don't know why, this topic suddenly became deeper. After chatting about the same, Han Linyuan got up first and stretched out his hand in front of Li Bing: "Can you still get up?"

Li Bing was dragged up by Lin Yuan, and his legs seemed to be a little numb: "What can happen, my life is very hard." ”

Everyone glanced at the rectification, seeing that the time was almost time to return to the Fengjiao Palace, and also set off on the road.

Li Bing took the things handed over by Han Linyuan, which were the four Lingjiaomen tokens given by the yellow coat, but he was in a dilemma: he had already decided to be included in the "Qin Wang Palace", so how could the other five people divide the four tokens?

Holding the four tokens in his hands, his eyes were blank, and he suddenly heard a sentence: "I don't need tokens." ”

It was Ling Ling who spoke, she looked at Ying Lan'er to dissuade her, patted her hand and said, "Sister Lan'er, it's not that I'm polite, it's that I really don't need it, you just think I've been set within a sect." ”

"Haha, Kui Niu, I think your method of 'pushing the palace and passing the qi' for Zaron is not simple, it turns out that you have already worshiped the famous teacher, and you hide it really well. Ying Lan'er hugged Ling Ling lightly, looking at her face, but she was slightly surprised.

Worshipping under the immortal gate, it was originally a very happy thing to say it, why did Ling Ling bring it up but her face was sad? Thinking like this in her heart, Ying Lan'er didn't say it, and everyone else could notice it, since she didn't say it, it was inconvenient to ask again.

It was a little late, and there was no one on the trail. After a while, the group walked to the front of the Fengjiao Palace.

After noon, a large number of people had already entered the venue, and a few people were waiting for the entrance of the hall. The steward let Ling Ling and Li Bing enter the venue, but invited Han Linyuan, who had tokens, to the side hall and rest for a while through the corridor.

The so-called side hall is not big or small, with more than 20 seats in the upper hand seat lined up in a circle, and 30 seats in the lower hand seat arranged in three rows. Han Linyuan's four fell in the last four seats in order. Looking at this formation, I can almost guess that I have to use tokens to choose a sect here.

Anzi was rarely invited into the room so solemnly, and his fists were clenched tightly, following behind Han Linyuan. Seeing that the others were all extraordinary and energetic, thinking that they were also living in such a group of people, they were happy and worried, for fear that they would have something wrong here. Li Bing was not by his side, and his confidence was even more insufficient, so he could only keep cheering himself up in his heart: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous." ”

Thirty seats were quickly filled. The steward whispered a word to the disciples around him, and coughed twice to remind everyone to maintain their manners. The disciples went to the back hall, and after a while, the head of the group came out, and the thirty people in the hall stood up together.

After the heads of the houses sat down, the female head of the Lingjiao Gate said a few polite words casually, then invited the newcomers to sit down, and said to the steward: "Time is very tight, just let them choose directly." ”

Far away, Zaron Suocha and Gesang Yuzha wandered around in front of the Fengjiao Palace, always trying to find the tattooed man disguised as "Jian Mingyuan" who was lost halfway. The two looked around, but still found nothing, so they simply chatted with the person next to them, knocking on the side to find out the news of Mingyuan.

Zalong Socha bumped Gesang's arm and motioned for him to pay attention to the man with his eyes, and the position of his gaze was Li Bing.

"You see, he's not dead. ”

"If you're not dead, you're not dead, what does it have to do with me. Gesang looked around again: "He doesn't seem to be in the venue, didn't he run away?"

"No, Lingjiao Island is not big, there are so many scattered cactus sects on the island, and some people are coming and going at this time, won't they be noticed?"

Gesang touched his nose: "Let's go out and look for it?"

"The conference will start immediately, and it will be too eye-catching to come out of the venue at this time. Anyway, he can't run, there are still two days, so why rush. ”

As Zaron spoke, Gesang almost got up, and had to sit back in his seat, nodding and casually scanning the entire venue. Suddenly, he slammed Zaron on the arm twice: "Look! Is that him?"

"Which one?"

"Went to the latrine. It's like checking Mingyuan!"

But it was said that the figure that was seen by Gesang Yuzha turned around and walked around to the altar and stepped on the path leading to the latrine in the apse.

A row of ten latrines is neatly arranged in the apse. Naturally, he pushed the door open and entered one of the rooms. After a while, the door of the latrine was pushed open, and a person came out, much taller than Jian Mingyuan.

This person is exactly the appearance of "Qingpu", but he is wearing a slightly short outfit of Jian Mingyuan. The two black tattoos on his face changed back to their old appearance. Qingpu lifted his belt, his face became serious, he glanced back at the latrine, and returned to the road to the Fengjiao Palace, and disappeared into the crowd in an instant, and disappeared into everyone.

At this time, the number of people who had not yet sat in the Fengjiao Hall gradually decreased, and when Li Binghe and Ling Ling entered the venue, only a few positions were left.

On the ceremonial stage, in addition to the seats of the previous heads, 30 side seats were re-set, all of which were wrapped in red silk, which was very festive. Those who can sit there are naturally the dragons and phoenixes among the people who got the tokens in the newcomer trial.

Ling Ling and Li Bing sat on the viewing platform, both of them were silent, such a solitude was really strange and embarrassing.

In fact, Li Bing was somewhat curious about Ling Ling's identity. Not to mention that she is frail but has such a high level of medical skills, and she also knows so many old news about cultivating immortals, the relationship between her mother and Han Jun alone can't help but make Li Bing curious.

It was really boring to sit dry, and Li Bing began to listen to the gossip of the newcomers on the left and right again. In the midst of the noise, he inadvertently glanced at Ling Ling - his brows were tightly knit and his eyes were blank, which was not her normal.

After waiting for a long time, someone finally came to the podium and shouted solemnly: "Next, please invite thirty newcomers to take a seat!"

This voice was full of internal energy, and it really played an extraordinary role: there were some "sporadic" applause from the audience -- among the hundreds of people, the team that did not get the token still accounted for the vast majority. However, after these applause, the noise in the room quickly quieted down.

Thirty newcomers lined up in a row and sat neatly, Li Bing looked at the four people on the stage and waved violently, and Anzi also looked around on the stage, but never found Li Bing's figure.

The newcomers haven't sat down yet, and the heads have also come out. This time, I didn't step on the wind, but just entered through the side door.

The female head of the Lingjiao Gate sat down and bowed slightly to the master of ceremonies standing next to her.

"Knock" a crisp bell ringing.

"The award ceremony of the conference and the art debate competition have officially begun!"