How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

Wang Lingxian sect, keep a promise.

This is the consensus of the entire immortal world.

There has been such a thing.

A disciple of Wangling Immortal Sect casually said hello under the guise of walking in the sect, saying that Wangling Immortal Sect is good at giving, not all of them are really high-ranking immortals, and they will also care about the people of the entire Nanyu.

Zongmen and mortals have always been like two worlds.

Some people say that in the eyes of Zongmen, mortals are no different from pigs and dogs, and they can be regarded as lowly tools to serve immortals.

It sounds harsh, but the world does not disagree.After all, the Zongmen is indeed superior, even those third and fourth-class sects are like this, let alone the Wangling Immortal Sect, which is number one in the world.

Later, the identity of this disciple was exposed, and the news of walking pretending to be a sect was also reported to Wangwanglingxianzong.

That year, after a short gap, the Wangling Immortal Sect actually opened the sect, and generously passed on the untold secret of planting Lingmi Lingcao in the mountains to the people of Nanyu.

Since then, the people of Nanyu have become the richest and richest people in the world.

This is still the case today.

In the whole world, only the people of Nanyu can buy and sell lingmi lingcao at will, covering the whole continent, and even bring these two things to their own dining table to enjoy from time to time.

Even if such a little liar disciple said in the name of Wangling Xianzong, Wangling Xianzong would do it.

No one does not believe in the promise of the Spirit Immortal Sect.

So at this moment, no one did not believe Si Xinyan's words.

She said that the Wangling Immortal Sect can't follow, but it really can't.

After a brief silence, someone suddenly stood up: "Please withdraw from this recruitment ceremony."

Sure enough, Si Xinyan didn't get angry, and only said gently: "Have you thought about it? If you quit, you will have to wait another ten years... Oh no, 13 years. This time it was three years earlier, but it won't be the case next time. "

The man's face was pale: "Think about it."

Si Xinyan did not continue speaking.It was the remaining senior sisters who answered the question. Starting with Sang Baiyan, each of the six asked the question.

"Have you thought about it?"

After confirming this six times, Si Xinyan said earnestly and earnestly: "It is difficult to kill the three corpses, so please don't get mad."

Immediately raising his hand, the figure of that person disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

After waiting for a while, after confirming that no one wanted to go out this time, Si Xinyan raised her hand and slapped the rough wooden table in front of her.

I saw that the top of the table was divided into nine areas in a flash, and there was a space in the center that could just fit a palm.

"It's the spirit test table!" A well-informed disciple exclaimed, "I've heard about the magic of this thing for a long time, and I've imagined its appearance countless times in my mind, but I didn't expect...it looks like this..."

The meaning of the last "Long like this" is very clear.

Pronounced as "Looking like this", what I actually want to say is "So ugly".

"That's what it looks like." Si Xinyan also heard this, and instead of being annoyed, she laughed: "A skin is nothing more than a skin after all."

She stopped, didn't say much, just looked in front of her with a smile: "Then, who will come first?"

The round-faced girl next to her, Sang Baiyan, suddenly said, "Senior sister, stop talking about the rules of blood power!"

Si Xinyan glanced over and raised her eyebrows: "This year's blood power is not under our control, right?"

Sang Baiyan was stunned: "Really?"

Si Xinyan sneered, like a cat with its tail trampled on: "We were only given the spirit test table, so can we still use the spirit test table to measure the strength of blood? What is Yunlianfeng thinking? Can you change the blood pulse meter with bare hands?"

Sang Baiyan: "..."

Sang Baiyan gestured vigorously.

Si Xinyan obviously didn't understand: "Speak human terms."

Sang Baiyan hesitated to speak: "...No, there is no enchantment. Sister, please..." Pay attention to the image.

Si Xinyan: "."

Si Xinyan regained her dignity in a second, and the speed of changing her face seemed to be nothing to be amazed at, after all, she had already experienced the "glamour" of Feixue Peak before.

It is different from the floating arena and eighteen bronze men just now.

It's just a spiritual root test. Before coming, everyone was more or less clear about their own situation.

Gongsun Lian had already thought about it when she heard that it was to measure the spiritual pulse. After squeezing for a long time, she finally squeezed into the front row and raised her hand high: "I'll come first!"

She originally wanted to enter Feixue Peak.

Everything No.1 will always leave more impressions on everyone.

What's more, if you pass the level earlier and go to the third level, you also know the topic in advance and have more time to prepare.

Unexpectedly, the end of her voice did not fall, several voices shouting "me first, me first" sounded one after another.

In this world, Gongsun Lian is not the only one who has this kind of cleverness.

Everyone was clearly thinking the same thing.

"Here it is again, like this every year." Si Xinyan looked at the chaos in front of him, and murmured in a low voice: "Fortunately, the black jade step itself is an excellent barrier, otherwise the spirit testing table would be overturned. How about one early and one late?"

She sighed, raised her finger, and tapped twice gently on the spiritual testing table.

I don't see how much strength she used, those two blows resounded through the audience, quickly quieting everyone down.

In the next second, there was a floating number on the back of everyone's hands.

"Come on, according to the number, one by one. One, three, five is on my side, and two, four, and six are at Sang Baiyan's table." Si Xinyan raised his hand: "Number one! Where is number one?"

The boy who got No. [-] was stunned, and then said loudly: "I! I am No. [-]!"

He stepped forward quickly, and confidently pressed his hand on the spiritual testing table!

Then there was a howl of pain like ghosts and wolves.

Many colors flowed on the originally wood-colored spiritual testing table, converging and mixing together, and then gradually separated, falling into the areas on the table representing the nine spirit veins, as if they were doing some coloring. practise.

Si Xinyan was not the only one who could see this process. When the young man's hand touched the spirit testing table, a light curtain floated in the air, and the light curtain was exactly the appearance of the spirit testing table at this moment.

This move is to prevent someone from trying to use the power of money to bribe the examiner of the spirit test in order to pass the test. Under such public supervision, no one can cheat.

The boy's ghostly crying and wolf howling continued, and the colors born in his palm had stopped sending to the surroundings.

"Six spirit veins, 22 points. Full realm one, half realm two, a total of four points. No. [-] has a total of [-] points, enter the third level."

The girl next to Si Xinyan made a broadcast without any waves.

Following her voice, the pressure from the spirit testing table suddenly lightened.

The boy almost knelt and took his hand back: "Okay, it hurts...how could it hurt so much..."

Then, he saw blood falling from his fingertips, and the scene was bloody.

The young man was shocked and speechless for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking the question that all the panic-stricken people in the audience wanted to know: "The test of spirit...does it hurt so much?"

"It hurts?" Si Xinyan was puzzled for a long time, until she saw the young man's hand, she still frowned.

Sang Baiyan whispered from behind: "Senior sister, did you forget to say something?"

After a brief pause, Si Xinyan slapped his forehead.

"Ah, forgot to say."

"The spirit testing table doesn't like rude people. You didn't say hello to it, so of course it wants to say hello to you."

Everyone looked at the boy's somewhat bloody and miserable hands: "..."

Sister Si, how many things do you forget to tell us earlier! !