Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

"I don't believe it. That place is simply not suitable for ordinary people to stay! Even if there is Bigu Pill, it is impossible to stay there for hundreds of years!" Baili Wenyue shook his head.

Baili Wenyue bursts into tears every time he thinks about his days in Shifang Territory.

He stayed there for more than years, but he couldn't stay any longer. When he came out, he was just like a beggar.

Ning Shiyue's eyes were shining with elegance and grace. She was the only one who believed that Feng Qingran could do it.

Ning Shiyue asked curiously: "Senior Brother, do you mean to say that my junior sister will soon be able to advance to become a god?"

"Yes, but junior sister's eagerness to advance must be related to the selection competition." Liu Canglan said warmly.

The Liu family sent him a letter before, asking him to return to the Liu family and participate in the selection competition on behalf of the Liu family.

After he refused, he agreed to the owner's condition of purchasing a hidden weapon.

When Mu Qianjue and Baili Wenyue heard that Feng Qingran would soon advance to become a god, they both looked desperate!

How come the junior brothers and sisters behind them are more perverted than the last.

They can accept the eldest brother's transformation into a god, but the seventh senior brother is already in the late stage of god transformation, and the eighth junior brother who has been absent all year round is actually in the early stage of god transformation...

It’s so off the mark!

Mu Qianjue and Baili Wenyue looked at each other and patted each other on the shoulders.

Mu Qianjue took a deep breath and said, "Sixth Junior Brother, it's a good thing I have you, otherwise I would have been swept to death!"

Baili Wenyue shook his head helplessly, "Fourth Senior Brother, you must hold on, let's work together to resist this kind of involution!"

Mu Qianjue's peach blossom eyes became dark, and he said innocently: "Yes! Sixth Junior Brother, we must stick to our own cultivation rhythm and refuse to practice day and night!"

"Fourth Senior Brother, what you said makes sense!" Baili Wenyue took it seriously. He decided not to be in a hurry to advance.

Anyway, with his cultivation level, he is already several steps ahead of his peers, so there is no need to worry.

Ning Shiyue glanced at the two of them and expressed sympathy for Baili Wenyue. The fourth senior brother was trying to trick the sixth junior brother again...

Ning Shiyue thought of the selection competition and said to Liu Canglan: "Elder brother, in this selection competition, I can only take the path of talismans, spiritual cultivation and sword cultivation. There is no way for me to guarantee that I will be in the top fifty."

"Don't worry Shiyue, I have found out all the contestants of Fu Lu for you. This is the information of those people." Liu Canglan's voice was as gentle as jade, and he handed Ning Shiyue a booklet.

Ning Shiyue's qualifications are not bad. If it weren't for cultivating her spiritual consciousness, she would be able to advance to Nascent Soul before the competition.

Liu Canglan's mind flashed back to the scene when his master picked Qin Hanyan and Ning Shiyue back together.

Both of them were sallow and skinny, as if they had just experienced a runaway.

When they first met, Qin Hanyan tightly protected Ning Shiyue, who was timid.

According to the master, when he met Qin Hanyan, she was fighting for steamed buns with a group of beggars and was almost beaten to death.

As for the steamed buns that Qin Hanyan grabbed, he couldn't bear to take a bite, so he gave them all to Ning Shiyue.

So Ye Wentian picked them up and brought them back.

After the two came to the sect, Ning Shiyue always felt insecure and always pestered Qin Hanyan, causing Qin Hanyan to be unable to concentrate on his cultivation.

After staying in the Lingyun Sect for more than ten years, Ning Shiyue's personality changed dramatically. She was no longer the timid little girl she was before, but could now stand alone.

Qin Hanyan was finally relieved and began to practice in seclusion for a whole year.

"Thank you, senior brother. Don't worry, I still have confidence in drawing the talisman." Ning Shiyue took the booklet with both hands, her eyes were radiant and clear, without any impurities.

at this time--

The top of the mountain.

Black clouds gathered and pressure came.

"Elder brother, my junior sister is going to survive the tribulation. I'm going to put a talisman on my junior sister." Ning Shiyue took out three talismans and summoned the sword.

Mo Jinghong stopped him, "No need to go, she can carry it by herself."

Ning Shiyue's movement with the sword paused. When did the seventh junior brother come over?

It’s so strange that someone as stunning as Junior Brother Seventh can be seen at a glance!

But the fact is that as long as the Seventh Junior Brother does not leak his aura, it will be difficult for them to notice him...

Even Liu Canglan was a little surprised. He didn't know when Mo Jinghong appeared?

"Seventh Junior Brother, the last time my junior sister survived the tribulation..." Ning Shiyue held the talisman in her hand with worry in her eyes.

"She has told you not to wear talismans or use lightning protection talismans frequently. The backlash you will suffer is irreversible." Mo Jinghong's eyes were as deep as ink, and his aura around him was cold and noble.

When Mu Qianjue passed through the Nascent Soul Tribulation half a year ago, Ning Shiyue also drew three lightning protection talismans.

Using this kind of heaven-defying talisman will not only damage your spiritual consciousness, but may also shorten your life.

Ning Shiyue clenched the talisman in her hand. Of course she knew what Mo Jinghong said, but compared with this, she was more worried about Feng Qingran getting hurt.

After all, the scene where Feng Qingran survived the tribulation last time was really thrilling.

"Shiyue, put it away. Since Jinghong said so, the little junior sister will definitely be fine." Liu Canglan's eyes were solemn, "Don't draw any more lightning protection charms before you transform into a god."

They didn't want Ning Shiyue to ruin her promotion path just because of a lightning protection talisman.

"I know, senior brother, don't worry. With my current cultivation level, I can draw many kinds of talismans. There is no problem in protecting my own safety." Ning Shi's bright eyes showed warmth.

"Sixth Senior Sister, I don't need a lightning protection talisman when I overcome the tribulation." Baili Wenyue came over and said that he had seen Ning Shiyue's backlash and didn't want to see her again.

Ouch! ——

Ning Shiyue covered her forehead and let out a cry of pain.

It turned out that Mu Qianjue hit her forehead with a folding fan.