There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

"Sorry." The young man looked at Gu Xia with a slightly apologetic look, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that she looked normal. "At our age, it's already amazing to be able to reach this level of cultivation. As for the Nascent Soul stage, I'm afraid only the direct disciples of the five sects can do it."

He smiled: "After all, those are the geniuses that the great sects have cultivated with all their efforts. How could they look down on the human world?"

Gu Xia asked back: "Why not?"

"Because it's very dangerous, and there's no benefit." Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, and patiently told her: "The Five Sects will not allow them to put themselves in danger."

"Although there are many restrictions in the human world, there are also few powerful people who notice this place. Those fallen cultivators in the cultivation world, or the demons and monsters, may appear here."

"So the places where the disciples usually train are only places where the elders have sent people to check out and confirmed that the danger is within the controllable range."

Unlike those ordinary sects, they knew there were dangers but had to go if they wanted to break through.

Therefore, in the world of cultivation, except for the five sects, ordinary sects lose the most disciples during training every year.

There was a hint of envy and unwillingness in Wang Jian's tone.

But there is no way, this is how the world of cultivation is, the strong prey on the weak, and talent determines status.

Le Yun suddenly interrupted, her tone of dissatisfaction much stronger: "It's just that their backgrounds are better than ours. If we really talk about contribution, what have they done for the cultivation world?"

Gu Xia smiled with an ambiguous tone: "Really?"

"How naive." None of the disciples who heard the conversation said anything. Only Li Tingyun sneered first: "Do you really think it's that easy to be a disciple?"

In the eyes of outsiders, the five sects occupy the vast majority of resources in the world of cultivation, and the direct disciples are the most powerful among them.

The reason why most cultivators feel unfair and feel resentful that they have done nothing for the world of cultivation but can enjoy the best resources is because of the jealousy that they have never had in their hearts.

But they might have forgotten that for thousands of years, whenever a catastrophe occurred in the world of cultivation, when those ordinary sects were still hesitating, the five sects, from the sect masters to the outer disciples, would go down the mountain to defend the way without hesitation and transform themselves into a barrier for the world of cultivation.

Especially among the five sects, there are many martyrs throughout history.

Some are even more tragic, with all the endings requiring the disciples to prove their teachings with their own bodies.

Since they adhere to the sect's teachings, they will fulfill their due duties.

No regrets, even death.

Although the other people didn't say anything, they also felt a little uncomfortable.

Why are you talking to them as if they are a bunch of useless people who are just waiting to die?

Wang Jian restrained his expression and suddenly said with a sense of ease: "But this year's disciples are all very powerful. I heard that they not only fooled the provocative demons, but also successfully escaped from that hellhole in the demon world."

You know, there were also cases where the disciples who had not yet grown up died at the hands of the demons.

With this comparison, it seems that this batch of disciples are quite capable.

"It's a pity that they probably don't think highly of missions in the human world, otherwise I would really like to get to know them."

Gu Xia pulled the corners of his lips, with a strange expression.

Hey, don't tell me.

She didn't know whether her former disciples looked down upon the human world.

But now, all the disciples of the five sects have been abducted by her to the human world.

Even though the elders did not allow it, just because they have legs doesn't mean they can't run on their own.

Gu Xia touched his chin and suddenly thought with evil humor, when they find out soon that their personal disciple is right in front of them and listening to their complaints.

I guess his complexion will be very interesting.

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The words are divided into two parts.

The other three sects remained silent along the way, but after entering the imperial city, they noticed the strange atmosphere in the city.

They are all monks with all five senses. Things that ordinary people cannot perceive cannot escape their eyes.

After briefly investigating some of the court officials' residences, the relatives found out that it was their first time to come to the human world, and they did not go to an inn to inquire for information like Gu Xia and the others did.

This resulted in them not hearing any of the rumors that the imperial city was haunted at night.

Until the sky became completely dark and the air around gradually became deathly silent, the sound of wind blowing fallen leaves on the ground was unusually clear, and one could seem to hear mournful sobs in one's ears.

"Zheng——"

The Jinghong Sword was suddenly unsheathed, and the flash of snow-white sword shadow reflected Xie Baiyi's slightly alert face.

At the same time, other disciples also reacted quickly.

At the same time, all the spiritual swords on the sword cultivators' waists were unsheathed, accompanied by bursts of crisp sword sounds, and the air suddenly became chilly.

"Something's wrong."

Xie Baiyi and a group of sword cultivators gathered together in a protective posture, protecting the alchemy cultivators and weapon cultivators who could not fight in the middle.

In this quiet atmosphere, her heart suddenly beat as fast as a drum. Shu Yue clenched the magic weapon in her hand and lowered her voice: "He is not a monk."

The meaning is very clear. If he is not a cultivator, then he is an evil spirit wandering in the human world, or he is a member of the demon or monster race.

Yu Heng tightly grasped the Fuyao Sword in his hand, holding it horizontally in front of the alchemists, his breathing quickened: "What should we do now? Run or kill?"

Xie Baiyi said succinctly: "Let's go first."

They have not yet figured out the origins of those things hiding in the dark and spying on them.

This situation where the enemy is hidden and we are in the light is really not suitable for us to stay here any longer.

Perhaps they realized that their group had all had high levels of cultivation, so apart from the disturbing ghostly noises around them, there were only the occasional black shadows that flashed by.

After several sword energies stabbed into the air, the sword cultivators walked out cautiously, looking around for the people protecting the Yanxia Sect.

Several alchemy practitioners fully extended their spiritual consciousness to explore the surrounding situation.

Just when everyone was about to step out of this silent area, suddenly, several dark shadows approached quietly from different angles.

Because the sky was completely covered by thick dark clouds, these black shadows of various shapes were able to hide their bodies, but the cultivators' spiritual awareness was sharper.

Sang Wan quickly warned: "Be careful, something is coming."

The swordsman, who was keenly aware of approaching danger, thrust out his sword and shattered the two black shadows.

The sharp hissing sound seemed to be right in front of them. The layers of sword energy protected everyone tightly. Chu Xianyin's spiritual sense moved, and he seized the opportunity to drop several talismans. The burning spiritual fire briefly illuminated the surroundings.

The disciples also caught a glimpse of the whole thing that had secretly attacked them.

"hiss--"

A group of people gasped in unison, feeling as if their eyes were contaminated.

"What the hell is that?" Yu Heng was shocked by its ugliness and said sincerely: "It's disgusting."

There was an unidentified object wrapped in a black fog in front of him, and it looked like it was covered with tentacles and claws. After hearing Yu Heng's disgusted voice, he stared at him intently.

Cen Huan's scalp was about to explode when it stared at him, and he wanted to cover his mouth: "Shut up."

The thing soon let out a scream as it was burned by the spiritual fire, and then disappeared.

Xie Baiyi walked in front holding a sword and uttered one word: "Go."

His disciples all woke up as if from a dream and hurriedly followed him to leave this haunted place.

Chu Xianyin paused for a moment, turned her head and looked at Gu Lanyi beside her, with a trace of doubt in her eyes: "Big Brother, are you okay?"

The black shadow just now was coming towards Gu Lanyi, but for some reason, he moved a little slowly. Fortunately, Chu Xianyin shot out a spiritual fire talisman in time.

"It's okay." With the illumination of the magic weapon in front, Gu Lanyi's voice was as cold as ever.

But she didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the eldest brother's face seemed a little paler than before.

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