Starting from the outer door, single-handedly challenge the cultivation world!

The cloud boat turned across the sky, making many disciples of Beiyun Academy eagerly wait for it.

For them, this is the road to heaven that they dream of.

Of course, there are very few people who can really board the cloud boat.

Sikong Changming stood in the crowd. Although he didn't look conspicuous, the disciples around him looked at him with amazement.

"Chang Ming, Gou Fugui, don't forget each other."

Xu Wanfu mixed in the crowd and said half-jokingly.

His expression was a bit complicated, and he was a little shaken by his past decisions.

If it is said that I did not choose to depend on others, but practice diligently.

Now, could the person who boarded the cloud boat be himself?

It's just that there has never been an if in the world.

The cloud boat fell, and there was a burst of Taoism, rumbling.

"Inner disciples, board the ship!"

A cloud ladder emerged, which was formed by condensing mana, and the lines of spiritual energy were extremely clear, and it looked as elegant as a sky ladder.

Sikong Changming stood at the front, stepped out, and climbed the ladder.

There are envious eyes all behind him.

However, there was not much joy in his heart at the moment.

The old man Wang Ye had already greeted him.

The Wu family has a lot of influence in the Lanshan sect, and it doesn't take much effort to deal with an ordinary disciple like him.

Even, the reason why he was sent to the Great Cold Peak was because the Wu family was playing tricks in the dark.

Otherwise, a disciple who can defeat a cultivator in the spirit pond realm at the Qimai realm.

Even among inner disciples, he is a genius worthy of attention.

How could it be possible to live in a ghostly place like the Great Cold Peak!
Sikong Changming had just boarded the cloud boat and took a brief look at the surrounding environment.

The clouds and mist surged, and the precious light flickered.

There are one after another mysterious spirit patterns looming around the huge cloud boat, setting off this huge magic weapon, it becomes more and more profound and powerful.

"Are you that idiot named Sikong Changming?"

A gloomy voice sounded, making people shudder.

Sikong Changming looked around and saw a young Taoist staring at him maliciously.

"Those who moved the Wu family? Do you know what the consequences will be?"

Wu Shenzhao said threateningly.

The people around him turned a deaf ear to his behavior, as if they hadn't heard it.

An ordinary disciple with no identity background, and a cultivating family with an ancestor in the Appearance Realm.

There is absolutely no comparison between the two.

Seeing Wu Shenzhao's aggressive attitude, Sikong Changming looked calm and did not panic at all.

Compared with the opponents they will meet in the future, the current Wu family is not even an ant.

Such difficulties are just the most basic tempering.

"I don't need to know the consequences of provoking the Wu family."

"But I know that if something happens to me during the newcomer protection period."

"As a transfer envoy, you will be exiled to Lanshan Sect's sin prison, and you will make atonement for ten years."

The Lanshan sect respects competition and follows the natural law of the jungle.

Therefore, to a large extent, they have turned a blind eye to the private intrigues of their disciples.

However, excessive indulgence is not good for the development of the sect.

Therefore, those high-level sects with high vision also promulgated sect laws and regulations a long time ago.

Any disciple who passes the disciple competition and finally enters the inner sect has a one-month protection period for newcomers.

During the protection period, the personal safety of these new inner disciples will be taken care of by the relevant disciples.

If any accident happened to the newly promoted disciples during this period, those disciples who took care of them would be severely punished.

Therefore, Sikong Changming didn't take Wu Guangguang's threat too seriously.

"As long as I am on the cloud boat, you will be responsible for my safety."

He said calmly, making Wu Shenzhao, who was on the sidelines arrogant, feel annoyed.

"Good boy, I remember you."

The member of the Wu family said in a cold voice.

"You wait, the disciples of the Wu family are all over the Lanshan sect, and someone will come to you soon!"

The scope of the Lanshan School is extremely wide, and there are nearly a thousand places where the disciples of the outer sect practice.

The cloud boat that Wu Shenzhao was in was in charge of the Outer Sect Dojo within a certain area, and it took several days for the cloud boat to cross the void.

After walking around the dojos, all the newly promoted inner disciples were received.

At this moment, on the huge cloud boat, classes are also vaguely divided.

The deacon who has been retreating, as the master of the cloud boat, is undoubtedly the person with the highest status.

It's just that the deacon didn't show up at all.

Let some inner disciples who want to pick up the opportunity to cling to the relationship feel a little disappointed.

Under the deacons of the sect, these are the disciples who serve as transfer envoys.

Their realms are all above the spirit pool realm, they have cultivated in the inner sect for many years, and know many secrets.

Because of this, he had a heated fight with some eloquent new disciples.

Those with the lowest status are those newcomers who are mediocre and only promoted to the inner sect through the disciple competition.

Through various methods, they practice diligently and finally step into the inner door.

However, this also means that it will be separated from everything in the outer door.

Today, they have returned to the state of being helpless and having nothing when they first worshiped Lanshan Sect.

But Sikong Changming's status is still behind these disciples.

When the entanglement between him and the Wu family was quietly spread.

The surrounding disciples deliberately kept a distance from him, looking completely isolated.

Sikong Changming was well aware of such a result.

After he boarded the boat, he went directly to his room, except for eating, he never went out again, and practiced diligently.

It's just that the state of staying at home, in the eyes of others, has become a sign of weakness.

Seeing his hurried appearance, Wu Shenzhao sneered in his heart.

"I thought I really met a hard bone!"

"In the end, it's not just a pretentious soft-legged shrimp!"

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on.

After clarifying the grievances between Sikong Changming and the Wu family.

Even if Wu Shenzhao didn't make a move, those who wanted to make friends with the Wu family were eager to make a move.

In the middle of the night, Sikong Changming finished his weekly vomit and planned to go to the boat to pick up some meals.

Practitioners still need food intake before they reach the inedia stage.

The more advanced the master, the greater the food demand.

Therefore, on the cloud boat, the method of flowing water mat is also adopted, which can be taken and used at any time!

However, when his figure appeared in the dining hall, he found that several hidden eyes were already staring at him!
"I heard that Beiyun Academy's No. [-] outer sect this year has made a feat of defeating a cultivator from Lingchi!"

A man in a floral dress staggered over.

Although there was a frivolous look between the movements.

However, in the eyes of caring people, the man's swaggering footsteps are a unique footwork!
Those who can enter this cloud boat are all the best among those dojos.

No one will be truly weak!
He walked to Sikong Changming's side, his pair of peach blossom eyes looked very vain, but in the corner of his eyes, there was a gloomy look.

"Luofuyuan, Li Hua! Ask fellow Taoists for advice!"

Before the words finished, Li Hua had already made a move.

He was originally holding a folding fan in his hand, but now he closed it, like a short stick, and threw it at Sikong Changming.

Although it was nominally asking for advice, Li Hua's attack was more like a sneak attack.

The folding fan in his hand is also a well-crafted strange weapon.

With the concentration of mana, a black light flashed on the folding fan that concealed murderous intent, exuding a creepy aura.

For this kind of sneak attack, Chief Sikong was prepared early in the morning.

The moment he stepped into the dining hall, the system prompt sounded.

"Passive challenge, trigger!"

"Defeat Bone Scraping Fan - Li Hua"

When a sharp blow came from the side, Sikong Changming responded calmly.

He struck out with a cross arm, and the flames condensed without firing, showing extraordinary control.

Although he was injured, after obtaining the "Xuanhuang Linggen", his ability to sense the aura between heaven and earth was almost exponentially enhanced.

If we say that every trace of mana before this can only condense a small part of the spiritual energy in the world.

So now, with the support of the same mana, the aura that can be condensed is at least twice as much as before!
Even, "Xuanhuang Linggen" is originally a spiritual root that focuses on the earth.

In the situation where Sikong Changming uses the earth-moving method, the degree of aura concentration will become even more exaggerated!

Scorching flames emerged from Sikong Changming's side, and instantly turned into a wall of fire, blocking Li Hua's attack.

However, such a move was not enough to make Li Hua stop.

Seeing Sikong Changming's initial defensive posture, Li Hua's heart moved and he had some speculations.

"It seems that my guess is right!"

"This guy, if he really wins a disciple who is in the spirit pool realm in the disciple competition, it is impossible for him to be unscathed."

"Defense? It's deliberately covering up, not daring to confront me head-on!"

Thinking of this, Li Hua became more confident.

He gripped the folding fan tightly and slapped it hard!
With the swing of the fan, one after another tiny wind blades quietly passed through the air, forcing towards Sikong Changming!

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, do you really think I can do it?"

Sikong Changming sneered and stopped pulling back!
With a shake of his arm, he scattered the flames, and turned to operate the Dharma Gate recorded in the volume of "Shen Shen Dao Shu"!

Among the various unique skills obtained by Sikong Changming.

The grade of Shan Shen Dao books can be called the first.

The practice memory possessed by the strong man who created Taoist scriptures can be regarded as truly all-encompassing!
"One Hundred Thousand Mountains Transforming My Fist!"

Sikong Changming let out a low shout, and lines appeared on his arms, like undulating mountains!
The next, this powerful and terrifying blow hit Li Hua unceremoniously!

The folding fan made of exotic silk looked weak and weak under that punch.

The moment it is touched, it is directly broken.

The huge fan was brushed by the front of the fist, directly cutting a big hole.

Even so, Sikong Changming's punch did not lose momentum, but became more powerful.

It hit Li Hua's face abruptly!
Click.

The dull sound of bone cracking was clear to everyone's ears.

Li Hua, who was caught off guard, was blown away by a punch, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

boom.

This No.1 from the Louvre, fell to the ground, and fainted from shame and indignation on the spot.

"Is there anyone else who wants to fight with me?"

Sikong Changming turned around calmly, he looked at the disciples with twinkling eyes, with a delicate expression.

"come here."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at a certain disciple among the crowd.

"Fight!"

"I don't want to fight."

The disciple explained in a panic.

However, Sikong Changming didn't want to give it a chance.

I still have tasks, how can I say I won't fight if I don't fight.

He walked over involuntarily, and held up his hands to let the mana quickly condense.

"Hold the moon with your palm!"

A phantom of a moon star slowly emerged. Although it was only the size of an egg, it exuded a bright halo!
"Go away!"

Sikong Changming smiled faintly, and the phantom in his hand was directly thrown out.

"break!"

The lucky one who was chosen screamed loudly.

Being defeated under the watchful eyes of everyone is such a shame for any disciple who is about to step into the inner sect.

It is a shame that cannot be washed away in a lifetime.

The phantom of Yue Xing was present, making those disciples feel a lot of pressure,
The original contempt for Sikong Changming disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ah!
That disciple tried his best, but he couldn't resist, and was suppressed by Yue Xing's phantom.

"There will be no next time, don't get involved in other people's struggles!"

"Otherwise, if you die, you will only blame yourself for being stupid!"

He said calmly, but his words made people shudder.

After beating these disciples, Sikong Changming finally calmed down.

He finished his food quickly, then turned and left.

The current practice cannot be stopped at all times!

Compared with other people's competition, one's own practice is more important.

After Sikong Changming left for a while, Wu Shenzhao came in a hurry.

A transfer envoy of the Spirit Pool Realm like him usually has to shoulder heavy tasks.

It takes an extraordinary amount of mana to turn the cloud boat into the sky.

Therefore, Wu Shenzhao only appeared during the day, occasionally showing his face in front of these new disciples.

In the evening, he quickly retreated and practiced, and seized the time to adjust his breath to recover.

Until the things in the dining hall came to his ears.

Only then did the transfer envoy angrily walk out of the room.

"You bastard! You can't even deal with a seriously injured person!"

He scolded indifferently.

All the disciples around had their eyes flickering and looked away.

Wu Shenzhao looked around and said in a cold voice:

'Come with me! '

Sikong Changming made a move and defeated the two disciples in public.

This display of strength made everyone sober.

Invisibly, it also had a slight impact on Wu Shenzhao's prestige.

In desperation, he could only go out in person to defend his majesty.

"Sikong Changming, come out!"

Standing outside Sikong Changming's door, Wu Shenzhao ordered.

"You made a fuss in the dining hall in the middle of the night and injured two disciples, give me an explanation!"

After many years of ups and downs in the inner sect, Wu Shenzhao's mind is old and sinister.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he blamed Sikong Changming.

"According to the laws of the Lanshan sect, among the inner disciples, each other is allowed to challenge each other!"

"I just follow the rules."

Sikong Changming said calmly through a door.

For a period of time to come, he will be at a disadvantage in the sect.

At least until one's cultivation reaches a certain level, one must make good use of cleverness.

Therefore, along the way, Sikong Changming memorized the laws of the Lanshan sect clearly.

Every action must be followed by the law, and at the same time step on the bottom line of the Wu family!

While being able to disgust those opponents, it will not jump the wall in a hurry!
Regarding Sikong Changming's explanation, Wu Shenzhao sneered and said unceremoniously:
"That's right, inner disciples can challenge each other!"

"Since you, Beiyun No.1, have the strength to defeat the two disciples in public."

"Then now, I, Wu Shenzhao, challenge you."

"Sikong Changming, you dare to fight!"