In the past, Leng Xiao still had some worries in his heart, as well as Qianshou disguised as pink, as well as the old department of the Drifting Snow Palace, and Qiu Yuru whose body was frozen in ice. But now, his heart is empty, and compared to others, Qianshou's position in his heart is undoubtedly irreplaceable.

For him, Chiju is the only relative he has been in contact with in the past 20 years.

Whether it is for the Drifting Snow Palace, or Qiu Yuru, or Qianshou, or Leng Yeling, who has never been alive, the only thing he can do is to become stronger.

Leng Xiao's eyes reflected the appearance of a woman in a white dress, she was very beautiful and pure. At such an age, with such purity, it seems very pure.

In the crowd, this woman in a white dress is not conspicuous, and there have always been many beautiful girls. He raised his hand and gestured lightly on his chest, and couldn't help but smile.

He hadn't seen her for ten years, but he could still recognize her at a glance. It's just that this smile has been retracted in an instant. Shi Lingxi, the daughter of the demon king Shi Yao, must have a plan to join the Blue Scar Sect.

In the past ten years, Shi Yao has continued to invade and gradually encroach, and has already classified the 100,000 miles of land close to the Demon Domain into the Demon Domain. There are also many demon clan cultivators who have joined Shi Yao's command, and it can be said that the soldiers are strong and strong.

Born in sorrow, died in peace. Beneath this peaceful surface, there are countless sharp teeth, just waiting for a chance to swallow the prey into the belly.

Leng Xiao found Shi Lingxi, but did not demolish her. From Shi Lingxi's eyes, Leng Xiao could see what she looked like back then, and believed that she was still the simple girl in her memory.

Although Qiu Yansheng made jokes, he also inspired and deterred these young people, and he worked harder for a while. As for Qiu Yansheng, he was grabbed by Luo Jia, and was resisted by dozens of torture hall disciples like ants carrying potatoes. The face that was swollen into a pig's head was crying out for injustice and crying, but it didn't have any effect except to make Luo Jia's face more ugly.

Qingjian Zhenren stood beside Leng Xiao, originally he saw Leng Xiao so depressed, he didn't intend to force Leng Xiao, but at this moment he suddenly found that Leng Xiao's cultivation was a breakthrough, it can be seen that the knot in his heart has been untied, accumulated for ten years, and it is bound to accumulate thick and thin, and the future is promising, and he suddenly chattered endlessly.

Leng Xiao only said that Qiu Yansheng's personality has the charm of a Qingjian real person, and his qualifications are also good, so it is better to cultivate Qiu Yansheng well.

Qingjian Zhenren snorted coldly and said, "This kid, the elm lump is a piece, the old man has been guiding him for a few days, but he doesn't open up at all!" He shook his head and said, "Don't mention him, it's better to ask him to go to the library to copy books, and precipitate his temperament." ”

"You kid always stares at people and little girls, don't you have ideas?" Qingjian Zhenren raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "If you have an idea, just put it forward, this seat will make the decision for you! With your qualifications, the offspring will not be bad, if you can give birth to ten or eight little babies, why should I worry about the Qingjian Sect having no successor?"

It seemed that he had long been accustomed to the ridicule of the Qingjian real person, Leng Xiao seemed extremely calm, but slowly looked away, and his eyes fell on a man not far from Shi Lingxi.

The Blue Mark Sect's introductory trial is open to anyone under the age of fifty, and it does not only recruit young people. If there are people who have outstanding cultivation but have passed the age, they can also directly join the Blue Mark Sect if they find out the origin.

Therefore, among these millions of people, nearly 30 percent are in the prime of life, 30 percent are young people, the remaining 40 percent are teenagers, and some children who look less than five years old.

There is a child in a belly pocket, who is not as tall as Leng Xiao's knees, and one finger is still in his mouth, but he seems to be extremely knowledgeable, and his eyes are bright, and he is not slower than some adults. Such an abruptness naturally fell into the eyes of the elders early, and he secretly tried to accept him as a disciple.

These have nothing to do with cold depression. And the man he looked at was an ordinary-looking man. At first glance, it looks a little ugly, but it can be seen a few times, but it is also attractive, and it is the kind of person who is easy to be ignored and cannot be guarded against.

"Sect Master, look at the gray-clothed and slender scholar. ”

Leng Xiao only said casually, and the gaze of the Qingjian real person moved away from Shi Lingxi and fell on the seemingly ordinary man.

This man's position is the same as Shi Lingxi's, not moving forward or backward, which is the most easily overlooked position. If you go too far behind, and finally suddenly pass the trial, it will be abrupt.

Qingjian Zhenren looked at it, looked at it carefully, and suddenly sighed lightly: "When your feet hit the ground, the bent point is back, obviously the shoes don't fit, and I deliberately wore larger shoes." A seven-foot man, no more than eight inches long, with a fluctuating body, a disciple of the Heavenly Holy Land in the Middle Domain. ”

"The Ten Halls of Tongtian, one of the three upper halls, a disciple of the Yunluo Palace. Yunluo Hall is peerless, Yunluo swims and walks, cultivating to the extreme, there are few people in the same realm who can touch the sleeves, and they can only cry out in vain. ”

Between the words, it can also be seen that the real person of Qingjian admires Yun Luoyou's steps. The move of the Blue Mark Sect's body method and sword technique is combined with the Blue Mark Flash, which is played to the extreme, and it can also compete with Yun Luoyou's body.

At the end, he sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "The tree is very popular, not to mention that Lin Jiuxiao's hand has been stretching longer and longer in recent years. He will not let go of such an opportunity. In addition to the Holy Land of Heaven, there will definitely be shadows planted by other forces. ”

Leng Xiao was silent for a moment, Lin Jiuxiao only had a fanaticism for cultivation from beginning to end, and his desire for power was not strong. Lin Jiuxiao planted a shadow in the Blue Mark Sect, and it was very likely that he came for him.

"I don't know what the sect master wants to do?" he just asked, but he waved his hand lightly and said, "That's it, how to deal with it has nothing to do with the disciple." ”

Leng Xiao turned to leave, Qingjian Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled: "How to deal with it? Of course, the water prison is waiting! Can you still invite him to dinner?"

Leng Xiao returned to Yaoshan to fight for these few hours of cultivation time, unwilling to let go. The spirit jade spirit crystals he had accumulated back then had already been exhausted, but with his current status, there was no need to worry about the spirit jade, and the Qingjian real person wished he could absorb more.

On the way back to Yaoshan, I met several waves of disciples of the Blue Scar Sect, all of whom just hurriedly walked by Leng Xiao's side, some went to the open line of sight to watch the trial, and some were busy with their own affairs, and none of them recognized Leng Xiao.

He just smiled lightly, as he wished, in the past ten years, he has faded from people's hearts. Even in recent years, it has been rumored among the disciples that the mysterious person who rescued the missing monk of the Southern Regions Righteous Path back then was Chu Tiankuo.

It's just a false name, Chu Tian is happy, just take it. One less false name, but one more quiet.

Even if it is practice, how can it be burdened by false fame.

Leng Xiao calculated the time, and at the speed of Shi Lingxi, he could pass the ladder after three hours. At this moment, it is still early, and it is the time of Shen.

He walked to a pavilion and looked for a good angle. At this time, there should be no less than a thousand people who have passed the trial, and presumably the few dozens of elders are going to be dazzled, and they must be full of smiles, who knows that when they look at it, these elders do not have a smile on their faces, but they all show anxiety and worry.

Outside the mountain gate, there is no one who has passed the trial. And Luo Jia was flipping his fingers at the moment, constantly making handprints into the ladder, trying his best to maintain the stability of the ladder.

Seeing the ladder looming, the aura was restless, and there was a danger of exploding, and the people in it were afraid that they would be in danger. Chu Tiankuo had already assisted Luo Jia from the side, and from time to time he let out loud shouts, calming the minds of many future generations.

I have to say that Chu Tiankuo's words at this moment are much more useful than Luo Jia.

The Qingjian real person had already risen into the sky, and the dark clouds above the sky covered the top, and a few figures faintly flashed, and in a short time, the aura of the Dao Dao had already flashed. This dark cloud is unusually thick, and in this roar, it will not disperse.

At this time, a dark fog also surged from the ladder, covering the entire ladder in midair, blocking dozens of elders who went to the rescue.

Luo Jia steadily climbed the ladder and couldn't get out, and the Qingjian real person seemed to be entangled by several people, and he didn't show up in the clouds for a long time, and the roar was endless.

Chu Tiankuo flew up and swung his sword to slash out several swords above this pitch-black light curtain. There was a hidden mist on the smooth light curtain that rolled twice, and this sword qi was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it didn't make a single wave, but it faintly heard a scream from below.

"Stop, don't hurt the afterlife below!" Luo Jia snorted.

Leng Xiao frowned slightly, someone wanted to use this to eradicate these millions of people in one fell swoop and cut off the fresh blood of the Blue Scar Sect. Since Tongtian Holy Land has sent a shadow child, it must not be done by Tongtian Holy Land. Shi Lingxi is also on the ladder to the sky, and it will definitely not be Shi Yao's doing.

He sighed, and the Blue Sprint Sect was like an isolated island above the sea, and no one knew when a wave would hit and swallow everyone.

The dense fog suddenly contracted, and a pitch-black light mask like an eggshell condensed a hundred feet above the ladder to the sky, smooth as a mirror, and the people below could be vaguely seen through the light mask.

There are people in strange costumes who wander through the crowd and do not hurt anyone, but they continue to wreak havoc on the nodes of the ladder, making the ladder crumbling.

And these people shine with clear light, saving them from the collapse of the ladder to the sky.

"Inhumans from the East!"

The monks of the Eastern Regions are mixed, collectively referred to as Inhumans, and most of the moves they use are treacherous, and they act both right and evil, and their reputation in the rivers and lakes is not good.

If you do ten good deeds, others may remember you a little bit of goodness, and if you do one evil, the image of the wicked person will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. With such development, it can be said that the aliens in the Eastern Regions are no different from evil cultivators.

Leng Xiao's face was solemn, and the dense fog was squeezed into one place, precisely because the ladder to the sky was on the verge of collapse, and a majestic momentum emanated from the outside.

Luo Jia saw this, so he raised his head and shouted: "Sect Master, it is difficult for his subordinates to support themselves, and they can't last for a while!"

If there are extremely strong cultivators mixed into the trials, they will be discovered, so these strangers are just some foundation builders and golden pills.

The embankment of thousands of miles can collapse in the anthill. Under their cannibalization, Luo Jia gradually couldn't maintain the balance of climbing the ladder.

Qiu Yansheng appeared behind Luo Jia in an instant, and pressed his palm on Luo Jia's back, instilling aura in Luo Jia. He is also a Yuanying Monk anyway, and there are priorities in the matter, and the fault of disturbing the order of the trial will be put aside first.

There were constantly elders pressing their hands on the back of the previous person, and finally instilled the aura into Luo Jia's body. The ladder was barely stable again.

Chu Tiankuo was still standing in mid-air, his eyes flashing, this was undoubtedly a great opportunity to establish his prestige, but the originally formless and insubstantial dense fog had become as solid as iron stone, and he slashed out dozens of swords in a row, but he did not smash this eggshell light cover.

Leng Xiao was on top of the small building, and he didn't move, just frowning and thinking about the purpose of the stranger. Most of the aliens are loose cultivators, and they don't have any great power, and destroying these low-level cultivators is simply harming others and not benefiting themselves.

"Could it be that they want to turn the Southern Regions into another Eastern Regions, disintegrate the sect, and become a region where scattered cultivators go everywhere?"

If you think about it roughly, such rivers and lakes are also free, but if this is really the case, and the constraints of the rules are lost, the rivers and lakes will become a dense forest, and the people who survive in them are no different from the beasts that drink blood.

He didn't move, it wasn't that he didn't care about the life and death of these low-level monks, but it wasn't time yet.

On the ladder to the sky, how many strangers are there? hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands? But among the millions of monks, these people seem too small.

Even though most of these millions of people are Qi cultivators, there are also quite a few foundation building monks, and there are also a few Jindan monks, who seem to be heroic, and they are the heirs of a certain family.

Leng Xiao's eyes always followed Shi Lingxi, and he didn't care about the position of protector under the Demon Throne. But Her Royal Highness the princess's personal guard, he cares.

His fingers stroked the corners of his mouth, but he didn't smile, but the corners of his mouth were subconsciously raised. Every time he sees this little girl, it always makes him feel at peace.

Shi Lingxi obviously also noticed what the stranger had done, realized the consequences, and couldn't help but rush to a stranger angrily.

That alien is only a foundation building cultivator, although he is the best among these million people, but he can only see some Jindan monks far away. And Shi Lingxi's cultivation is only to build a foundation, and he doesn't take this woman who seems to be ignorant of the world in his eyes.

Having said that, this stranger also focused on the overall situation and deliberately bypassed, who knew that Shi Lingxi chased after him and bit it. This strange man has a sharp expression, and his muscles bulge, and he looks extremely strong.

On top of this muscle, thick meridians seemed to be alive, and red light suddenly came out of the skin. Seeing this, Shi Lingxi subconsciously took a step back, obviously stunned.

When she came back to her senses, the red strip had already landed beside her, and she suddenly screamed and closed away. Just looking at the strange appearance of this strange person with flowing red lines at the moment, it makes people's hairs rise and their hearts feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that Shi Lingxi retreated, a trace of evil thought crossed under the eyes of this strange person, licked his lips vigorously, put all the business aside, and thought about it from the lower half of his body for the time being.

Shi Lingxi's cultivation is not as good as this, and his sword moves are also a little immature, and he is losing and retreating in the hands of this stranger. There were people passing by not far away, in twos and threes, but because they were just practicing qi cultivation, no one dared to approach.

Above the small building, Leng Xiao's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and his words were indifferent: "There is no door to hell, you want to break in, Leng will be impermanent, and accept you little ghost." ”

In the distance, Chu Tiankuo's face was slightly pale, and he still couldn't break through the eggshell light cover, and he felt a little embarrassed for a while.

He was feeling annoyed in his heart, when a blue light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a narrow crack appeared on the light mask.