Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

This hug came suddenly, warmer and longer than expected.

Qinghe's black long hair fluttered to Gongyilin's neck, feeling cool and itchy. Through the hair, Gongyilin looked at a location not far away.

Zuiyueju.

That was the place where Qinghe walked out just now.

"Is it a restaurant?" Gong Yilin murmured inwardly, "Who did he go to see?"

The faint scent of flowers drifted into the breath, it was not a pure floral scent, but smelled of women's makeup. Gong Yilin thought of something, and his pupils shrank fiercely, "The smell of jasmine is Ning Qing."

Qinghe met Ningqing just now, and this cognition obviously went beyond Gongyilin's expectations.

Even so, he didn't say a word, and didn't say anything about it right away. He quickly analyzed it. With Qinghe's character, it was absolutely impossible to go directly to Ning Qing, who had nothing to do with him. Most likely, the latter came to him on his own initiative. .

why?

What is the purpose of Ningqing?

All of a sudden, many questions crossed Gongyilin's mind. In fact, he could probably guess the answer in his subconscious mind. Ningqing had never concealed his feelings for him. The most direct reason for her to come to Qinghe was that It seems to provoke the relationship between the two.

Before he made all kinds of speculations, Qinghe had already let go of his hand, and Gongyilin let out a soft sigh.

The voice is extremely light and light, but it seems to be transformed into countless threads, which can float into a person's heart.

"You seem to be very sorry." There was a joke in Qinghe's eyes. There was no other reason. It was because Gongyilin looked quite cute at this time. Although it was a bit strange to use the word cute to describe a man who had lived for an unknown age, it was definitely not an exaggeration. .

Gongyilin is a typical smiling tiger, all emotions are hidden under the illusion of a smile, but in some respects, he is honest and cute, for example, when he is released from Qinghe now, Gongyilin The look of regret on his face couldn't be more obvious.

"It's a pity that I'm thinking about other things at such a rare and interesting moment." As he spoke, he didn't forget to lick the corners of his mouth, showing an unfinished expression.

Other things, specifically what they refer to, Qinghe is not a stupid person, on the contrary, he is quite smart, Gongyilin relies on showing off his cleverness in many things, but Qinghe, as the leader of a super sect, even if he doesn't bother to intrigue things, but at the very least insight into the world, and controlling the overall situation is only the most basic ability in him.

He didn't pursue it, and walked back holding Gongyilin's hand. If others looked at it, they would definitely feel that the way they held hands was very strange. Qinghe didn't hold Gongyilin's hand completely, to be precise, it was a half-shake, Half-hold Gong Yilin's wrist.

The almost non-existent pulse beats, but holding it there is like holding the life valve of the person next to him, and no one can take it away.

At first, I thought it was a little strange, but Gongyilin gradually got used to this unique way of holding hands, without deliberate dialogue, Qinghe walked forward with a blank expression, while Gongyilin looked around all the way, waiting for the two to meet each other. When the man was about to walk back, Qinghe suddenly said, "Why did you come to Tianyuan in the first place?"

"Well," Gong Yilin stopped and looked up at him, "Is this planning to settle accounts after the fall?"

"If you don't say it, I won't force you." Qinghe's expression remained the same, "It's just that someone wants to use this to drive a wedge between you and me, and I just happen to be a little concerned."

"Really?" Gongyilin looked at him suspiciously. According to legend, after Kunpeng became a fairy, he could support the sky on his back. It's not his illusion, he always felt that the Kunpeng's mind and eyes were as small as the black bean eyes when he turned into a little bird.

"Of course it's true," Qinghe said lightly, "after all, dead people can't pose a threat." While speaking, he turned his head and looked at Gong Yilin and said, "Not everyone has good luck and cultivated into ghost cultivation. Once a gossiper dies, this matter will also happen." It's a conclusion."

Even though the sun was still warm today, Gong Yilin felt snowflakes falling on his shoulders and couldn't help shivering.

He laughed twice, "That girl Ningqing is Yuhuang's most beloved daughter after all, it's better to weigh everything."

"That depends on how well you cooperate," Qinghe nodded seriously, "otherwise I have to choose another way."

Gong Yilin was startled.

Qinghe said slowly: "You don't want to tell the reason, I'm afraid it was planned when you came to Tianyuan, and even approached me deliberately, that little girl should have done investigations about these things beforehand, it's not hard to know .”

Gong Yilin frowned slightly.

"I've fallen in love with you, and I can't bear to kill you." The extremely lingering love words came out of his mouth, but there was no charm at all. "Then the only way is to kill the person who knows the truth."

"If you kill her, no one will know the truth, and I don't need to pursue it any further." Qinghe continued to lead Gongyilin forward, "And you will always be by my side, that's very good."

"..." Gongyilin: "Did I tell you that your basic views and viewpoints on the world, as well as your cognition based on certain thinking and senses, are somewhat biased."

Qinghe stood still and looked at him.

Gong Yilin began to speak concise and clear words: "Frankly speaking, your worldview and values ​​have become biased."

It's not just biased, it's completely crooked!

Thinking of this, he broke free from Qinghe's hand and held his hand, ignoring the trace of security in Qinghe's eyes when he pulled his hand out, held Qinghe's shoulder with both hands, and said earnestly: "While you are still young, you have to go on the bright road. let's go!"

For a long time after that, Gongyilin talked to him about some examples of the Buddha's salvation of sentient beings. At first, Qinghe let him talk about it, and it went in the left ear and out the right ear, but he was so noisy that he couldn't help it. Unexpectedly, he slapped Gong Yilin unconscious who was still chattering, and walked back with his shoulders on his shoulders.

……

The eyes of the person lying on the bed were closed, and his real face was covered under the glazed handkerchief, but it was amazing. This young man had a strange demeanor between his brows, which couldn't be concealed. Suddenly, the curled eyelashes were slightly Trembling, Qinghe knew that he was about to wake up.

Gongyilin's eyes opened suddenly, and when he saw Qinghe, his eyes widened, he sat up straight like a carp, and folded his palms together, "Amitabha, benefactor, listen to me, turn your head and be right!"

Snapped!

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped again and passed out.

Qinghe looked at the person who fell asleep again, and sat on the side of the bed with satisfaction.

After waking up five times and being stunned four times, when he woke up for the fifth time, Gong Yilin rubbed his aching neck, finally stopped talking about Buddhist ethics, took the porcelain cup from Qinghe, After taking a sip to moisten his throat, he sighed: "You are really serious."

Qinghe, "Get up and practice after you've had enough sleep."

After taking the cup that Gong Yilin handed over to drink up, there was a particularly unpleasant singing voice behind him——

"What a heartless man, you beat me mercilessly. If you didn't hit enough once, you'll come a second time. If you don't think it's enough the second time, make up three, four, five..."

A person who has no talent for singing, even composes a little song by himself, the lethality is comparable to the destruction of the world. Sparrow's 'tenor' stuns.

When he turned around and put the cup on the table, the singing behind him stopped suddenly, probably because Gong Yilin's singing was so unpleasant that he now speaks in a normal voice, which feels like the sound of heaven in Qinghe.

It's just that what he said was not so comforting.

"About the last bet..."

Hearing the word 'gamble', Qinghe had a bad intuition.

Sure enough, Gongyi Lin said: "It's not that if you lose, you want to sing a little song for me, I think, today is a good day."

He straightened his clothes, rested his head on his arms, and leaned against the head of the bed, "How about singing a song now?"

In that way, she looks like a fluffy young girl.

"I don't know how to sing." Qing He said.

It's not that it's impossible to sing, but it's really impossible. Although Qinghe is a little proficient in music theory, when it comes to singing, it's one thing for him to dislike Gongyilin, but it's another thing for him to know himself.

Gong Yilin waved his hand, "Just sing a short paragraph, don't worry, I won't laugh at you."

The words were beautiful, but it was a pity that the wild laughter at the end betrayed him. Thinking that he had been disliked for his singing for so long, the last time he went to the Holy Land of Immortality and howled for a while, and was almost thrown down by this Kunpeng, he suddenly felt a big feeling. The thrill of being revenged.

"Remember what you said in the bet, you have to sing as a whole!" As he spoke, another burst of laughter broke out.

"what--"

Amid Gongyilin's rampant laughter, the first note was born. Gongyilin's eyes widened in surprise. The singing came so suddenly that he didn't even have time to block his five senses.

"Ah, ah," immediately after, the second and third notes were also born, and not long after, bursts of sound waves hit, mixed with the horror of destroying heaven and earth.

Gongyilin: ...

If we talk about his current condition, I can use a poem chanted by the elder brother before his death to describe it, which is "Sit up in shock while dying, and the dark wind blows rain into the cold window." '

boom!

Just when Gong Yilin was tortured by the singing to the point of being almost utterly miserable, he didn't even have the strength to call out to stop, when he heard a heavy sound, as if something fell from the sky to the ground.

He propped himself up with his right hand, shook his head, and it took him a while to suppress the feeling of dizziness, when he saw a huge Kunpeng lying upright on the ground.

Gongyilin couldn't help laughing, "I was stunned by my own singing." Immediately, he pressed his fingers on his temples, trying to drive away the headache caused by the singing just now, "Master is right, the evils of the sky can still be circumvented, and the evils of oneself can't live , if I hadn't insisted on playing tricks on him, I wouldn't have suffered such a crime."

He got up, paused when his feet landed on the ground, to drive away the dizziness, picked up the unconscious Kunpeng on the ground, and threw him on the bed.

This resisting movement was done not long ago when Qinghe knocked Gongyilin unconscious, and now the opponent actually made the exact same movement.

It's really a karmic cycle, and the retribution is not good.

……

On the day when the finals of the Artifact Master Competition began, it was rainy, and the entire Nagato was shrouded in a damp and gloomy atmosphere.

Gongyilin and Qinghe walked on the street, because of the rain, there were slightly fewer people on the street today than usual.

The two walked side by side, and they had a tacit understanding so that the tragedy caused by the singing two days in advance, the two thought so well for the first time: it would be best for that matter to completely dissipate in the world like dust.

Qinghe's expression is also a little strange, logically speaking, no matter how unpleasant the singing is, it will not make people faint, especially it is such a powerful monster, it is really Gongyilin's bait for gambling, when he asked him to sing, he had some selfish intentions , I want to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, turn his power into a thin thread, and blend it into the notes he sang, who would have fooled himself all at once.

As soon as he entered the Du'e Gate, Gong Yilin looked up at the sky to make sure that he was not late. There were already many familiar faces in the Du'e Gate, including Chang Le, Ouyang Jing, the young master of the Du family, and many previous faces. People who participated in the refining master competition together.

Counting the heads, I was roughly sure that I was the last one to arrive.

Chang Le was the first to see Gongyilin, her apricot eyes lit up, and she came over to say hello, "Why are you here so late?"

Gong Yilin said calmly: "If I remember the time of the game correctly, it should be considered early at this point."

Chang Le couldn't hold back a 'puchi' laugh, "You're so funny, for such an important game, many people arrived before dawn."

Hearing the words, Gong Yilin teased, "I know they will arrive before dawn, so you must come earlier than them."

Chang Le's face immediately turned red, she quickly concealed her unnaturalness, the shame in her eyes was covered by worry, she approached Gong Yilin, and whispered: "To tell you the truth, I always feel that someone Staring at me, I can't do anything at all."

Gongyilin just smiled and listened to her saying that he didn't express any opinions. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that Chang Le's feeling was correct. Most of the people staring at her were people sent by Du'emen. His whereabouts have been reported to the top ten refining master families long ago.

Chang Le felt a lot better after talking about the things that had been on her mind for several days. She quickly turned her attention elsewhere, and took a quick look at the man next to Gong Yilin. Such a handsome man, tall and tall, like a fairy walking out of a painting, has never seen such a cold person, it seems that nothing in this world can catch his eyes.

Chang Le quickly guessed the identity of this man. Nine out of ten it was the little bird that landed on Gongyilin's shoulder that day. Some low-level little monsters have absolute coercion. Fortunately, the blood of the monster clan in Chang Le's body is relatively thin, almost sparse, otherwise he might not even be able to stand up now.

She didn't dare to talk to Qinghe, so she had to ask through Gongyilin, "It's okay for him to show his true face like this?"

In her opinion, the current situation is complicated and unclear, and it is better to hide her identity.

Gong Yilin didn't seem worried at all, he said "it's okay" and then he didn't continue. Qinghe didn't have a shape, so he must have his own ideas, and he didn't intend to interfere.

After calming down and looking at the surrounding environment, Gongyilin discovered that there are blue lotus lanterns hanging on both sides of the Du'e Gate today, and there is a little fire burning in the middle of each lantern. The lights flicker, as if they are connected into two blue rivers .

"Qinglian glazed lanterns, there are still a hundred, heh, it's really a big deal."

"Qinglian glazed lamp?" Chang Le subconsciously looked at Gongyilin, repeated the name, and couldn't help but look up at the slightly weird lamps. What's the use, why have I never seen it?"

She thinks she has seen many new gadgets in the family, but this is the first time she has seen this kind of lamp surface.

Gongyilin didn't look at the deceiving bright lights again, and said calmly: "When the Qinglian lantern is on, a hundred ghosts are at work."

In just eight words, Chang Le felt a chill in his heart, "You, you mean that this Qinglian glazed lantern is used to summon ghosts?"

Gong Yilin, "It's just a rumor, why take it seriously."

Although he said it was a rumor, Chang Le planted a seed of uneasiness in his heart, and secretly became alert to everything around him.

Gong Yilin naturally also noticed her abnormality, and nodded secretly, this girl is not stupid at all.

Suddenly, hundreds of green lotus glazed lamps were all extinguished, and there was still a faint fragrance in the flames, filling the Du'e gate. After the lights went out, nearly ten people walked out.

This time, Gongyilin did not meet Elder Baixu who presided over the Grand Competition of Artifact Refiners last time, but anyone who walked out had a cultivation level higher than Elder Baixu, and the person in the middle was obviously the core of these people. He looked nearly fifty years old, his eyes were not angry but powerful, and there was a majestic force in his body.

Many refiners swallowed and lowered their heads, not daring to make any noise. They knew in their hearts that the ones who walked out now were probably the senior members of the top ten refiner families.

The man in the middle glanced at these people, seeing everyone's respectful appearance, his eyes were mixed with satisfaction, and he said: "I think everyone has doubts about the sudden delay of the final of the Artifact Master Competition three days ago."

Most people nodded. Indeed, the Artifact Refining Master Competition is such a solemn and large-scale competition. This year, the rules have been changed again and again, and even a group competition was proposed for the first time. Thinking of the group competition, many people turned to Gong Yilin. Looking in the direction, remembering that a few days ago, this person provoked a craftsman with words to almost fail in crafting, and even Ouyang Jing's peerless demeanor in crafting was almost covered up by his unscrupulous methods, so he couldn't help feeling terrified.

"But the old man has something to say first, the rewards of this competition, what you can get in the end, is far more than any other."

There must be a brave man under a heavy reward. Gong Yilin could clearly notice the few refiners around him. After hearing this sentence, his body couldn't help but tremble with excitement. The same was true for Chang Le, but he was relatively excited. , she is more fear.

That's right, a teenage girl cares more about her own flowery life than being able to stand out.

There were only two people who were the calmest on the field from beginning to end. One was Ouyang Jing. He stood there with his hands tied, his expression not changing at all because of what the man said just now. Falling into tyranny, Ouyang Jing raised his eyes at this moment, and his eyes met Gongyilin unexpectedly, who noticed that the blood in Ouyang Jing's eyes had darkened. Obviously, Ouyang Jing's cultivation level has improved qualitatively in the past few days.

Another person who is not deceived by words is the young master of the Du family. If it is said that the person Gong Yilin is most on guard against right now is not Ouyang Jing, but this young young master. Somewhat understood, but this young son of the Du family who was born out of nowhere had no clue.

Opponents who are confusing are often the ones you should be most careful about.

As for the young master of the Du family, he looked at the man who was speaking with a very strange gaze, cautious, but also full of hatred.

"The finals of the Artifact Master Competition this time are no different from previous years. It can be said that the process is a bit dangerous." The man standing in the middle walked to the center of the field, "Now, you come in with me."

The refiner, who was still immersed in the reward, raised his eyebrows when he heard the word 'dangerous', glanced at each other, followed in without saying anything.

Both sides of the main hall blocking the Emen are full of people, all of whom are extraordinary and deeply cultivated.

Gongyilin shrank his pupils when he saw a few of them, and took a step back silently, hiding his figure behind a tall craftsman.

"Let the old man introduce himself first," the man who led them in continued, "The old man Du Hongxuan is the current patriarch of the Du family."

As soon as this remark came out, many people gasped. Although they knew that this man had an extraordinary status, they did not expect that he was the patriarch of the Du family. Several familiar faces looked at each other, not understanding what was different about this Artifact Master Competition. It even attracted the head of the Du family to preside over it in person.

"The rest of them are all well-known people in the cultivation world today," the head of the Du family introduced them one by one. When they introduced Amethyst Dragon King and Yu Huang, the people in the audience could no longer keep calm and exploded. pot.

"Monster clan? Why did the refiner grand competition invite the powerful monster clan?"

"Even Emperor Yu and the Purple Crystal Dragon King are here. The woman next to Emperor Yu must be his daughter, Princess Ningqing, whom he regards as the jewel in his palm."

"A few days ago, didn't you hear that Princess Ningqing recognized a grandfather?"

"Speak carefully!" Someone hastily stopped him in a low voice, and the person who spoke just now knew that he had slipped his words. He carefully glanced at Emperor Yu, and found that the other party looked suspicious, so he quickly lowered his head, not daring to say another word.

"Strange, who is the man next to the Purple Crystal Dragon King, who is even more beautiful than a woman?"

"I've never heard of this person before, and I didn't hear Patriarch Du's introduction just now."

……

Just when these people were still speculating secretly, there was a loud 'quiet' sound, which made the people on the field dare not say another word.

Sometimes, deterring with strength is more effective than words.

"Finally, we have invited a special guest today," Patriarch Du's voice paused, his eyes narrowed to a person on the field, his pupils shrunk, "this is Tianyuan's Headmaster Qinghe." He said forward After walking a few steps, he didn't clasp his fists, but only pretended to welcome him, "It's really an honor for Du to come here in person, Master Qinghe."

In front of Qinghe, he didn't call himself 'Old Man', which shows that he was quite afraid of Qinghe's arrival.

Gongyilin's voice turned into a thread, reaching Qinghe's ears, "It seems that you are less popular than me."

Thinking that Qinghe seemed to be out for a trip last night, Gong Yilin probably understood a little bit, "Did you take the initiative to send it to your door?"

"Since someone has laid a net of heaven and earth, wouldn't it be a disappointment if we don't cooperate and throw ourselves into the net?"

Gongyilin shrugged, "Don't take me with you, it's better for me to be a refiner quietly now."

After Qinghe's identity was announced, it was naturally impossible for him to remain among the craftsmen. He walked calmly and walked towards one of the empty seats. Whether what I said that day touched Qinghe, but unfortunately the result was the same as that day, in vain.

After Qinghe sat down, the patriarch of the Du clan regained his serious expression, and his tone was extremely solemn, "In this continent, everyone must have heard a saying that every Tianjiao carries a unique luck, and killing a Tianjiao , you can plunder the luck of the other party from the invisible."

"Actually, this statement is not only aimed at practitioners, it is also applicable to craftsmen and pharmacists."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Could it be that they were gathered here to let them go on the road of cannibalism?

Ouyang Jing, on the other hand, had a hint of interest in his eyes.

These refiners raised their heads, trying to see the answer from the faces of some other big shots, but these big shots were sitting upright, not showing their faces.

Fang Bi and Ning Qing were the only ones standing among these high-ranking and powerful people.

At this time, Fang Bi glanced at Gongyilin wearing a glazed handkerchief from time to time. There is a contract between him and Gongyilin. Not to mention that Gongyilin is just changing his appearance, he can recognize it even if he has changed his body. .After confirming that it was Gongyilin, Fang Bi pursed her lips, thinking about whether to turn into a bug and crawl over to find him.

The Amethyst Dragon King saw his careful thinking, "If you go to him rashly now, it would be bad if you exposed his identity."

Fang Bi was surprised, "How do you know that the master is among these people?"

The Zijing Dragon King sneered, based on his knowledge of Gongyilin, he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and it was almost unreasonable for him not to come here to stir up the muddy water in such a rare big scene.

This kind of cognition was shared not only by him, but also by Emperor Yu and Ning Qing, but under the cover of the glass handkerchief, they couldn't tell which one was Gongyilin for a while.

Just as the chief of the Du clan was speaking, several figures flew in from outside the hall and landed firmly in the front. Such a move was logically very rude, but the chief of the Du clan didn't care about it, instead he hugged the person who came. , "Mrs. Bai, Leng Fengzhu, long time no see."

"Mrs. Bai of 'Thousand Poison Hands', Lengchen Peak Master of Wan Jianzong, they are here too." Chang Le covered her mouth with her little hand and exclaimed.

"Bai Qianhua, Leng Chen," Gong Yilin chuckled, but thought of something else, "So many people are here, according to the plot of the general story, it is a sign that the group will be destroyed."

Not long after, several people with extraordinary identities arrived, including people from big families and sects. It can be said that apart from the demons, everyone with some abilities today gathered together.

"Since everyone is here, let's start." The one who spoke was Mrs. Bai, the 'Thousand Poison Hands'. Her demeanor was full of charm, but her words were cold. Such a woman is most likely to seduce men. Desire to conquer, but if it underestimates the fighting power of Mrs. Bai and gives rise to some inappropriate thoughts, it can only be said that she doesn't even know how she died.

Women, especially beautiful women, are always treated better.

The chief of the Du clan was not dissatisfied with her interruption, and continued the unfinished speech just now.

"The particularity of the finals of this Artifact Master Competition is that it will be held here." As soon as the words fell, a picture scroll was suddenly unfolded in front of everyone. The picture scroll was more than ten meters long, and every scene in the middle was drawn with exceptional detail , even a speck of dust on a rock can be seen.

Many of those with weak willpower were in a trance, and the patriarch of the Du clan put away the scrolls in time, and their expressions gradually recovered.

The craftsmen who regained their sanity pressed their hands on their chests, sweating profusely. In just a moment, they seemed to have walked through the gate of hell.

On the contrary, the eyes of many powerhouses sitting at the scene were bright, and Mrs. Bai even said bluntly: ""Climbing the Immortal Ladder" is indeed extraordinary." Her phoenix eyes were fixed on the head of the Du clan, "The Nalan family and the Du family After the marriage, the sons and daughters are really close. They even offered "Climbing the Immortal Ladder" with both hands. It is reasonable to say that this treasure should appear as the finale at the exhibition after the Artifact Master Competition. Isn't it a little too hasty for Patriarch Du to show it now? ?”

Ignoring Mrs. Bai's cynicism, the head of the Du family said: "A hundred years ago, the Nalan family had an appointment with many powerful people. If no one from the Nalan family breaks the "Climbing the Immortal Ladder" within a hundred years, they will hand it over and share it with everyone." Now that the hundred-year agreement has come, and the Nalan family has fulfilled their promise, where is your sincerity?"

Everyone present was silent, even Mrs. Bai, who had spoken rudely just now, did not continue to confront each other. After all, they wanted to seize the treasure. A hundred years ago, they fought each other to no avail, forcing the Nalan family to make a so-called century-old agreement. Now the Nalan family If they ask the Du family to come forward, it's hard for them to say that they are climbing high branches.

What a great character!

Gong Yilin had a high opinion of the Du clan chief, and he was indeed capable of staying calm in front of so many strong men.

Seeing that the uninvited strong men on the field no longer obstructed him, the patriarch of the Du clan turned around and looked at the craftsman on the field, "Don't take what the old man said before, everyone, the craftsman The purpose of the Masters Competition is to select the best refining talents, so naturally you will not let the mainstays of the refining world go on a path of cannibalism, if this is the case, it may cause the anger and crusade of the world's refining masters."

With this statement, everyone was slightly relieved.

"However," the Du clan changed the subject and said, "This competition is indeed extremely dangerous. If you take it lightly, I'm afraid none of you will get out alive."

"I waited thousands of miles for the refining masters to participate in the refining master competition, and now for no reason, I said that my life was in danger. If the patriarch is like this, isn't it afraid that I will announce it to the world after I go out, and let the top ten refining master families lose face? "A refiner couldn't help but said.

"Announce to the world?" The patriarch of the Du clan showed a smile on his face, and the refiner who had just made a sound couldn't help taking a step back, "Aren't you talking to the 'world' now?"

What did the craftsman think of, and he showed a frustrated expression on his face. Indeed, everyone here today, there are super sect leaders, kings of the demon world, and giants of various families. the world?

"This junior doesn't need to be like this," the Du family chief restrained his weird smile, and his tone was a bit consoling, "It's not too late to ask questions after the old man finishes explaining the rules."

Even if he didn't want to, after recognizing the situation on the field, he had to listen patiently.

"Everyone usually concentrates on crafting, this may be the first time I've heard of "Climbing the Immortal Ladder"." Du's patriarch's tone slowed down a bit: "It is said that as long as you can comprehend this painting, even ordinary people can You can ascend to immortality."

One sentence was like a boulder being thrown into everyone's hearts. All the powerful people present had learned about it a hundred years ago, and they didn't have a big reaction. However, the bodies of these craftsmen who painstakingly crafted crafts on weekdays trembled.

"Unfortunately, this painting really contains too high a profound meaning. If you are not careful, you will be confused by it and your consciousness will be injured."

Mrs. Bai and Leng Chen, who had just taken their seats, also nodded, obviously agreeing with the words of the patriarch of the Du clan. This "Climbing the Immortal Ladder" is so powerful, they had learned it a hundred years ago.

"However, after a hundred years of exploration, the old man has gradually found some ways, and if he wants to practice, he must need the efforts of all the craftsmen present and the help of all the great experts."

Contribute and help, he obviously pays more attention to the latter.

"In recent years, with all the efforts of the family, the old man discovered that the value of this painting cannot be seen with the eyes alone. If the old man guessed correctly, he is the cemetery of a peerless powerhouse."

One stone caused a thousand waves!

Even Yuhuang, Purple Crystal Dragon King and other high-level powerhouses couldn't help but look at the Du clan chief and listen to what he had to say.

"And this painting is the entrance to a secret realm. About a few months ago, my clan sent a Tianjiao to go in and explore it under the escort of the elders. It's a pity that it's extremely dangerous. It's not him, a junior. If you can bear it, if you walk on the periphery, you will return from a serious injury."

"The way to enter is very simple, but it is not easy to achieve. According to the junior, the world is completely dark after entering. If you want to be able to walk and observe things, you must rely on open flames. Of course, ordinary flames will not work, at least they can be ranked among different flames." Top [-] best flames."

After hearing this, the craftsmen who were present gradually had their own ideas in their minds, and they must have been summoned here because they valued their strange fire.

However, Gong Yilin kept an extra thought, how could this patriarch of the Du clan be so magnanimous, telling all he knew, you must know that in this world, only the dead can keep secrets, presumably he has other unknown things secret.

"The Grand Competition of Artifact Refiners has already assessed everyone's treasure appraising ability, artefact refining strength, and group cohesion. Now it's the final round. I want to test your eyesight in the final round."

eyesight?What kind of test is this?

Everyone waits for the next article.

"There are so many powerful people here, and they can master all kinds of methods, but monks often specialize in one thing. They all have the strength to enter the secret realm to find out, but they lack open flames. You can choose to follow a peerless strong man based on your own observations, and accompany the strong one. Those who enter the secret realm together, as for the benefits, I don’t need to talk about it.”

If it was said that they were still worried about their own lives just now, at this moment these craftsmen are calculating which strong man it is better to follow, and relying on open flames to see things, it undoubtedly shows that these strong men will try their best to protect their lives. From time to time, they even give them things that they don't like.

You know, any one of you present here will take out something that is priceless.

"I choose to follow Peak Master Lengchen." Just as everyone was still hesitating, a craftsman had already made the first statement. After reacting, they couldn't help but feel a little envious. The first speech is undoubtedly the best moment to express their loyalty. Sure enough, Leng Chen's eyes showed admiration, and with a wave of his sleeve, the craftsman who spoke just now was enveloped in a burst of soft white light and brought to Leng Chen's side.

At the same time, a jade pendant fell on the palm of this craftsman. The jade is transparent and has a warm feeling. It seems to be able to refresh the mind. It is very valuable at first glance.

"Following this peak lord, the benefits are indispensable to you."

The refiner was overjoyed to be guaranteed, and said a few more words to express his loyalty.

With the first one, there will be a second and a third soon, and Chang Le also stood up, "I choose to follow Lord Yuhuang."

After she finished speaking, everyone around her gave her surprised looks. No matter how strong Yuhuang is, he is still a monster. Isn't it a bit too risky to do so.

However, Chang Le has her own ideas. She still has some blood of the monster race in her body. Her grandma once told her that the king of the monster race would disdain to attack some little monsters. It might not be a good choice, her eyes swept over Leng Chen and Mrs. Bai quietly. Although these two were powerful, they always made her feel vaguely uneasy.

"You made a wise choice."

When standing behind Emperor Yu, Ning Qing said lightly.

Chang Le breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but look at Gong Yilin, wondering what choice he would make.

But soon she lowered her head again. This person might choose to follow Tianyuan's head teacher, but she never thought that the head of a super sect is actually a monster.

Suddenly, Chang Le felt that he knew too much, and secretly reminded himself that he must never get involved with these things in the future.

Next, everyone made choices one after another. The young son of the Du family naturally chose to follow the chief of the Du family and explore the secret realm for a while. The Du family naturally also entered it. Ouyang Jing's choice was a bit strange. He actually stood On the side of the Amethyst Dragon King, not long after, there were only a few people left on the field who did not make a choice.

Gongyi Lin wanted to show off for a while, and made Qinghe a little nervous. After receiving the latter's warning eyes, he decided not to be a tiger fart.