The people of the Minshan Sword Sect are very practical and will not play tricks, so there is no need for Geng Jian to make it clear, everyone knows that the level before the final competition should be in this cyan palace.

"What the hell is in here?"

Xie Changsheng looked at this cyan temple, and felt more and more cold on the skin on his stomach, as if he had really been pierced by a sword blade, he gritted his teeth, turned his head to look at Geng Jian and asked.

Geng Jian shook his head, and said, "I can't explain in advance what is in this, but I have already told you that you should be very tired and injured after you go in, and you may be stabbed with a lot of swords, so you have the right to choose to give up." ”

Xie Changsheng was furious: "Fart! I finally got here, you let us give up? Do you know how much silver taels I spent to get the quota of this sword club?"

Zhang Yi looked at Xie Changsheng helplessly, and said softly: "Mr. is also kind." ”

Geng Jian smiled slightly without being angry, and said, "It's okay, with the quota bought for two dollars, it's really not easy to come here to eat a bowl of food I cooked." ”

Xie Changsheng said angrily: "Not to mention one bowl, I ate four bowls!"

Geng Jian glanced at his bulging belly, shook his head, and said, "Then you have to be careful, otherwise you will be pierced, but the food will flow all over the ground, and I am afraid it will be difficult for you to have an appetite in the future." ”

Xie Changsheng's chest rose and fell violently, "As a senior, isn't it boring to deliberately intimidate?"

"This is the sincerity of an elder. Geng Jian looked at him seriously and said slowly, "Some cultivators really have the experience of being impaled in the abdomen after a hard meal... That kind of scene, even if you are really not afraid of death, will really affect your appetite, and even after more than ten years, you can't help but think of that scene when you eat, especially after what you eat is not very good-looking, but it flows out of your belly. ”

Xie Changsheng froze suddenly.

Geng Blade's tone was still flat. But he heard the deeper meaning inside.

People who have not seen that picture with their own eyes will never narrate it in such a calm and sincere tone.

Whoever was impaled through the abdomen in an otherwise extremely difficult situation, and then still managed to survive the kill, is remarkable.

After a few breaths of cold froze, Xie Changsheng took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Geng Blade, and said in a deep voice: "I admire you." ”

Geng Jian glanced at him, as if he thought that he was really bored when he said this.

"Sir. ”

Zhang Yi hesitated. Said. He looked at Geng Blade's eyes with more respect.

Geng Blade looked at him, "Huh?"

Zhang Yi nodded at the cyan temple and asked, "When will we enter that temple?"

"Actually, I don't even know what's set up in that temple. ”

Geng Jian looked at Zhang Yi gently, and said slowly and clearly: "I am only responsible for letting you go in one by one, but I can guarantee that the arrangement inside should be absolutely fair to each of you." As for the time to enter, it is the time of the incense after eating my meal, so you already have a little time to prepare. ”

"If it is really according to what the gentleman said, if we all suffered serious injuries after we went in. And we have to wait for the next person to come and then conduct the next competition, will it be unfair?" Zhang Yi hesitated again, and then asked.

"Maybe it's because the wound bleeds more, maybe you'll get more time to deal with the injury. Geng Jian said calmly: "Specifically." At the end of the day, it comes down to the individual's ability. ”

The words have been said clearly enough, Zhang Yi even faintly felt that if Geng Jian hadn't appreciated Ding Ning enough, he would definitely not have spoken so carefully.

"The choice between advance and exit is difficult though. But when to enter and when to retreat, you really need to think about and grasp it. However, Geng Jian still looked at Ding Ning and said this.

Ding Ning looked at him. Said calmly: "I choose to enter." ”

Geng Jian didn't say anything more, and quietly looked at the road when Ding Ning and the others came.

The valley was silent, the echo of footsteps faintly came, and a moment later, a white figure appeared in the sight of everyone in the shack.

Next, it was Ye Haoran who completed the sword selection and followed Ding Ning and the others.

Ding Ning calmly looked at Ye Haoran who was coming slowly, Ye Haoran was still holding his cold sword in his hand, and he couldn't see any other swords on his body, and the time he spent in the Sword Valley was not long, even if he chose any sword, it must be a very small short sword.

Geng Jian raised his head slightly at this time, waved his hand at Ding Ning and the others, and said, "Go."

When the time to enter the hall came, Ding Ning stood up, but it was different from before, before he moved, he looked at everyone and said seriously: "Take care." ”

"Senior brother, Mr. Geng has said that you must know how to advance and retreat, if you really can't do it, you must not force it. Zhang Yi suddenly became nervous, he hesitated again, and said, "You must get out of the palace alive." ”

"Any outstanding cultivator is a precious treasure of the saint, but this kind of passage is not the last one-on-one battle, even if it is inevitable to be injured, the Minshan Sword Sect should not let us die lightly. ”

Ding Ning shook his head and said, "I just want you to remember that you have already been hit by Qiye San, you must remember that you only use seven points of strength, and even if you don't want to give up, you must pay attention to your injuries, and don't let your injuries affect your future cultivation." ”

Zhang Yi wanted to say that you are the same, but looking at the little whiteness at the root of Ding Ning's hair, and at the faint glow-like brilliance under Ding Ning's skin, he couldn't say anything.

Ding Ning turned around and walked towards the cyan hall.

What he really wants to say at this time is that you really don't need to be forced, because I really don't need your help, but he knows very well that sometimes friends don't think about whether their help is meaningful, but will want to do their part as much as possible. Just like in the bloody three years before Emperor Yuanwu ascended the throne, some people knew that what they did didn't make much sense, but they would still do it.

The best thing in this kind of moment is to accept, not reject.

It didn't take long for Ding Ning and the others to come to the front of the cyan hall.

More than a dozen stone steps lead to a closed cyan stone door, which is covered with thick moss.

When Ding Ning stepped on the first stone step, the cyan stone door that was more than two people high slowly and naturally opened.

A mist gushed out, wetting Ding Ning's face.

The countless chaotic sounds inside suddenly became clear, as if there was a waterfall inside, hitting countless rocks and plants of different heights, making various water sounds.

It was pitch black, no light came out, and the mist was so heavy that it was impossible to see the specific scenery inside.

Ding Ning didn't stop, and walked quietly to the door.

There seems to be a long passage inside, and many lines of water are pouring down from above.

"I can't feel it, so I always have to go in to find out what the layout is, and I'm the first to go in. ”

Ding Ning turned around and whispered this to Xie Changsheng and the others, and then walked directly into the darkness in front of him.

Xie Changsheng opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Ding Ning's figure had disappeared from his sight.

"I'll be the second to go in. ”

This feeling made Xie Changsheng a little uncomfortable, although since he heard Geng Jian's explanation of this cyan hall, he had always had a feeling of constant cold skin on his stomach, but at this time, he still took the first step, before Zhang Yi and Shen Yi, and stepped into the mist in front of him.

"I...!"

In his mind, the ground in front of him was a little slippery at most, so he had to be careful when stepping on it, but what he didn't expect was that when he stepped on it, his body had lost his balance, and his whole body fell directly and fell!

There was an emptiness under his feet.

What seems to be a passage on the outside is that there is no zài at all.

Countless droplets of water and noisy sounds crashed into his body, the whistling wind was like countless pairs of cold hands passing across his skin, and the blood in his body rushed to his brain like a tidal wave, as if it was about to lift the heavenly spirit.

Any feeling reminds Xie Changsheng that he is flying in real life, exactly like he is flying from the top of a waterfall, towards the deep pool below the waterfall.

Won't you just fall to your death?

If there is really a deep pool of rapids below, who can guarantee fairness, isn't it that the lucky ones don't hit the rocks, and the unlucky ones will be seriously injured directly?

After Xie Changsheng was stunned at the beginning, he wanted to shout angrily, which one was so perverted to arrange such a competition.

However, he was not able to utter a word.

"Bang"!

At this time, he had fallen on top of a hard object, and the severe pain and the impact of qi and blood made him almost vomit directly.

"Huh!"

He felt like a slimy little fish, sliding rapidly on this hard object, and the sound of the water at the bottom seemed to be close, but it never hit the surface.

"Ahh

His anger was finally overtaken by uncontrollable fear, and a terrifying exclamation erupted from his mouth.

When this shocking exclamation sounded, a dazzling light appeared in front of his eyes.

"Poof!"

He felt himself fly out of the light with a stream of air and mist.

The next moment, there was a dazzling scene outside.

There was another thud, and he fell to the ground again, only to be shocked to the black, and he almost passed out.

The sun shone down on the thorns along the stream, and the crimson thorn bushes reached waist-high heights, surging slowly with the wind like a crimson tide.

Xie Changsheng coughed, and kept gasping for cold air, and struggled to get up from the thorn bushes.

After a few breaths, Xie Changsheng, who had many small wounds on his body pierced by the sharp thorns of thorns, finally saw his environment clearly, and then in the next moment, he roared with great anger, "Who is so perverted, who is it!" (To be continued......)