Hua Sihai smiled faintly and said, "Because your etiquette is not appropriate." My dignified disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect must not only cultivate to be successful, but also have a compassionate heart to save the suffering, but also pay attention to the quality of etiquette and the way of self-cultivation. And you, not good at that. ”

Another outer disciple who was out of the game pointed to the disciple who had knocked over the teacup before, and said, "Dare to ask, then why hasn't he been eliminated from the game?"

Huo Shangwu shouted: "Bold, you dare to talk to the elders of the sect like this......"

Hua Sihai waved his hand to stop him, and smiled faintly at the questioning disciple: "Because he is sincere, knowledgeable, and motivated, even if he can't do it well for the time being, we should also give him a chance, and you, since the beginning, only want to be promoted to the inner disciple as soon as possible, and have a perfunctory attitude towards this trivial matter, but you don't know, often small things can see a person's way of doing things." ”

The three of them were speechless, confessed one after another, and retreated gloomily. The disciple who was praised by him secretly straightened his chest, and a trace of imperceptible regret flashed in his eyes.

Seeing them retreat, Huo Shangwu's fierce gaze swept over the seven people under him one by one, and said: "Next is the real competition and selection, on the other side of the river, I have already put down a flying sword, you can't resist the sword, whoever arrives on the other side first to retrieve the flying sword will be the inner disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect." ”

It's just that jumping over the Nulong River and retrieving a flying sword, so easy, it is also called a selection and a competition? The seven couldn't help but secretly rise with contempt in their hearts.

Ling Xuan secretly felt that the Heavenly Sword Sect's selection of inner disciples was too child's play, and the biggest difficulty in Huo Shangwu's request was not to fly with the sword. Although the Nulong River is more than a hundred zhang wide, it is also easy for cultivators to leap over without a sword.

Hua Sihai saw everyone's contempt, and said with a faint smile: "Beside that flying sword, there is an Abyss Lord guarding it, this Abyss Lord, although he has been refined by this seat to remove eighty percent of his demonic nature, but he is still fierce and violent, you should not despise it." ”

When the seven of them heard this, they all gasped, and the trace of contempt in their hearts completely disappeared, followed by a strong sense of fear and unease. Ling Xuan was also secretly surprised, he had read in the ancient books collected by the Erji Sect that under the bottomless cracks in the distant furnace blood land, there lived a kind of monster, fierce by nature, bloodthirsty and irritable, and the strength was so strong that ordinary cultivators did not dare to approach within ten miles, and the Abyss Lord was the best of them, the leader-level grinding, and it was even more powerful, it was said that every Abyss Lord had the strength equivalent to that of a cultivator between the late stage of the out-of-body period and the early stage of the Jindan.

And among the remaining seven outer disciples, none of them had reached the Jindan Dao in cultivation, so the difficulty of the selection competition soared in a straight line, and the notoriety of the Abyss Lord alone was probably prohibitive for them.

Sure enough, the seven outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked at each other, and Nangong Xuanlun, who was invincible, also hesitated slightly. One of the seven said: "Uncle Shi, that abyss lord is extremely powerful and notorious, with the strength of a few disciples, I am afraid that it will ......."

Hua Sihai waved his hand to interrupt him, and was about to speak, but suddenly the ground changed slightly, the faint smile stuck on his face, he seemed to be unstable on his feet, his body shook again and again, and then he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. Hua Cuicui's faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly stepped forward to support him, all of them were in a hurry, and said, "Master!" "Dad!"

Ling Xuan was also secretly surprised, the cultivation of the Four Seas Distraction Period, who was so unconsciously seriously injured? Ling Xuan faintly thought of the Four Ghosts, but the cultivation of the Four Ghosts was no more than the Golden Pill Period, and it was impossible for them to hurt the Flower Like a Sea.

And the seven outer disciples, except for Nangong Xuanlun, who was stunned, where did the other six still have that kind of respectful expression on their faces, they all looked at Hua Sihai with a sneer.

"Haha......"

At this moment, several cold howls came from the surrounding trees, and four black shadows rushed up, and under the bright light of the morning sun, their voices were as eerie and cold as ghosts. But seeing the black light flashing, the four black shadows condensed and formed, turning into four black-clothed people with different figures, surrounding Hua Sihai and the others from the four directions of southeast, south, northwest, and north, and the five outer disciples sneered and stood beside the four black-clothed people.

As soon as the four of them appeared, the faces of several people from Hua Sihai changed slightly, and he shouted violently: "The four ghosts of the Ghost Yin Sect are ghosts!"

The person who came was none other than the four ghosts, but seeing them smiling, the tall man sneered: "Hua Sihai, even if you are distracted by the cultivation period, you will die in the hands of the four of my brothers today." ”

Hua Cuicui and the other four senior brothers were firmly protected around Hua Nihai, and Nangong Xuanlun hesitated for a moment and also walked over. Huo Shangwu shouted: "Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die, just rely on your four ghosts, how can you stand us?"

The four ghosts laughed loudly for a while, and then said: "The flowers are like the poison of the drunken immortals in the sea, and it is difficult to protect themselves, and the four brothers still don't put you nameless juniors in their eyes." ”

Hearing this, several people were taken aback again. But all those who are in the path of cultivation can be said to know about drunken immortals, and no one knows about them. Legend has it that the drunken immortal san is a generation of demons three hundred years ago with a poisonous wizard, can be called the originator of poison refining the poisonous hand old man collected 9,999 kinds of the most poisonous things in heaven and earth carefully refined, colorless, tasteless, killing people in the invisible, all of them are killed on the spot, even if they are true immortals, this poison is also as weak as drunk wine, so the name is drunk Xiansan, and except for the old man of the poisonous hand, no one knows the solution. Three hundred years ago, this poison once caused extreme panic in the world of immortal cultivation and demon cultivation. It's just that as the Immortal Buddha and the Righteous Dao joined forces to kill the poisonous old man in the Holy Poison Mountain, the drunken immortal san also disappeared, and it has never appeared in three hundred years.

Hua Cuicui burst into tears immediately, helped Hua Sihai, and cried: "Dad!"

There were blood stains on the corners of Hua Sihai's mouth, his face was pale, he smiled miserably, and said, "I don't want my dignified outer disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect to be in the same stream with the people in the Demon Sect, it's a great shame, a great shame, a great shame!"

Xiao smiled and said: "Flowers are like a sea, let me be a clear ghost, your outer disciples were killed by the four of us last night, they are just loose cultivators who I invited, and they also hate your Heavenly Sword Sect." I have already intercepted the roster of your candidates for the selection process, and I have asked them to take their place under false names and wait for an opportunity to poison them. Haha......"

Hua Sihai said: "I don't understand, when did you poison you?"

At this time, the thin man who knocked over the teacup came out, and compared with the trembling appearance before, he sneered: "Poisoning is my forte." I have already smeared the drunken fairy powder on my fingertips, when the right time to serve the tea, deliberately knocked over the teacup, the splash of tea first wiped my fingers, and then splashed into other teacups, naturally with the poison of the drunken immortal powder, unknowingly, that chick, but also personally handed the poisonous teacup to me, haha...... Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Hua Cuicui was shocked, tears fell like rain, and said, "Dad, I'm ...... I...... I hurt you. ”

Hua Sihai patted her on the shoulder to show comfort, and said, "It's a good arrangement, but you are scheming, I'm afraid you may not be able to do it." ”

Yu said: "If you are poisoned by the drunken immortals, you will definitely die, and once you die, a few of your disciples will be fish and meat in our hands." Hmph, your Heavenly Sword Sect destroyed my mountain gate and killed my sect leader, today, my four brothers will avenge the sect leader. ”

Hearing this, Ling Xuan's heart suddenly brightened, the problem that he had been puzzled with before was easily solved, and when the ghost lotus was dying, he kept chanting 'four ...... Yin ......', at this time, there is a reasonable explanation. The first word 'four' must be the name of the murderer, the four heavenly kings under the Heavenly Sword Sect, but at that time, the throat of the ghost lotus was cut by the six-pointed star, and he couldn't speak, so he only said the first word 'four'.

The word 'four' has a reasonable explanation, but the word 'yin' is still a mystery, and Ling Xuan can't connect it with the word 'four' after thinking about it. It seems that the four ghosts must know more, Ling Xuan originally wanted to go out to help Hua Cuicui, but when he heard this, he canceled this idea, intending to listen patiently, and maybe get other clues from their conversation.