There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

On the second day of the competition, Desting hugged Qinglan and carefully put Qinglan into the nutrition cabin.

"Does it still hurt?" Desting seemed to be touching a fragile object, his face full of pity: "How about laying a blanket under the nutrition cabin?"

Qing Lan glared slightly at Desting with anger in her eyes, and closed the lid of the nutrition cabin without saying a word.

"Huh? Wait for me, Qingqing, tens of seconds! Let's go in together!" Desting hurriedly rolled into his nutrition cabin, and quickly put himself in order.

"Dear contestants, welcome to the Mark Seat Contest. Username: Qing Lan, registration option: Survival Competition. There are 30 minutes and 10 seconds left to enter the competition. The S-level nutrition cabin you use will restore 5% of the pain. If you die in the competition, there will be a 0% chance of dying in reality. Do you need to choose again?"

"No." Qing Lan was already familiar with the competition process.

"This time the clothes are distributed uniformly, no need to choose. The system is extracting the identity environment, please wait a moment."

"The drawing is complete, the theme of this survival match: fantasy world."

"Congratulations to the contestant for obtaining the SSS-level status: Xuanmen Elder."

Qinglan was stunned for a moment, and now she finally understood what the little baby said about the surprise she gave her in prison.

"Background introduction: Xuanjie is a world where cultivation is the mainstream. The cultivation levels are: Foundation Establishment, Alchemy Formation, Nascent Soul, Transformation God, Lianxu, and Mahayana. Each level is divided into Beginning, Intermediate, and Later, and Consummation.

There are countless sects in the Xuan world, and the strongest sect is Xuanmen. Xuanmen monks value morality, righteousness and conduct, and devote themselves to Taoism.Under the Xuanmen is the Cang School, with Xuanmen as the respect, and under the Cangliu there are Qingxia Valley, Guiyimen, Kuixing Mountain and other forces.

The identities are divided into six grades, sorted by rarity as SSS, SS, S, A, B, C.Each level corresponds to the corresponding level of cultivation, C-level corresponds to the foundation-building cultivation, B-level corresponds to the formation of alchemy, A-level corresponds to the cultivation of Nascent Soul, and so on.

A total of 580706 participants participated in this competition, 60% of which were C-level, 20% were B-level, 12.55% were A-level, 5.45% were S-level, 1.999% were SS, and 0.001% were SSS.

Because the three great powers ascended to immortality and crossed the tribulation together, cracks appeared in the space.The demons, who have always been eyeing the rich aura of the mysterious world, tried to come to the mysterious world through the cracks, destroy the monks, and occupy the mysterious world.

However, after Da Neng ascended to immortality, he quickly discovered the existence of cracks, and repaired the cracks at a high cost, so that the demons who first went to the mysterious world to inquire could not return to the demon world, and could only stay in the mysterious world, hoping to continuously improve their own cultivation and reopen the cracks .

Conditions for success of the challenge: Eliminate all demons entering the mysterious world and prevent the cracks from being reopened. "

Looking at the background, Qinglan felt inexplicably familiar. There was indeed a story of three great powers in the Xuanjie crossing the catastrophe and ascending to immortality together. Smell the space crack, the demons invaded.

Could it be that the little baby imagined it himself, or borrowed things from other worlds?

Before Qinglan could figure it out, she became dizzy for a while, and when she regained consciousness again, she saw that she was in an ice cave surrounded by ice edges.

Did this Xuanmen elder make a mistake?Qing Lan was quite puzzled.

Qinglan inspected her body and found that she was indeed a Mahayana cultivation base, but in the middle stage, her chaotic spiritual root was still there, no different from before she crossed the catastrophe.

Qing Lan got up, looked around, a pure white fox ran out from the darkness, and threw herself into Qing Lan's embrace.

"Qingqing~" The little fox communicated with Qinglan with his spiritual sense.

"Little baby?" Qing Lan breathed a sigh of relief, almost thinking that Desting had become a fox.

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well, and they found out, woo woo woo~" The little fox cried pitifully, the fox's claws were tightly hooked on Qing Lan's clothes, and he wouldn't let go.

"It's God's will, what can we do?" Qing Lan sighed slightly, stroking the soft and smooth fur of the little fox.

The little fox was rubbing against Qing Lan's arms, choking and crying, her dark eyes were wet, and the hair under the dyed eyes was wet, I felt pity for it.

"Don't be sad." Qing Lan comforted the little fox: "There is always a banquet in the world. I have already thought about it. If I am tied back to the fairy world, I will practice hard and become a god and a saint. I will be able to break the rules and return to this place. It's just that I don't know how old he is, whether he... can wait for me."

The little fox raised his head, his voice was soft, and there was a third of crying: "I will definitely wait for you, and wait for you to come back."

Qinglan smiled wryly, her cheeks pressed against the little fox's fur.

"By the way, have you seen Desting?" Qing Lan thought of her lover.

"Him?" The little fox blinked, showing a bit of innocence: "I can't tell you, you have to find it yourself."

"Then where am I?" Qing Lan's breath turned into ice, and the surrounding area was completely white.

"This is where you come to catch spirit beasts." The little fox licked his paws and wiped the hair around his eyes.

Qinglan lowered her head and looked at the little fox in her arms.

"Yes, that's right, they are here to catch me!" The little fox wagged its tail triumphantly, and its three long white fluffy tails scratched Qinglan's chin.

"This time, I'm a Northland Charm Fox with extremely high qualifications. I was born with three tails!" The little fox unfolded the three tails and showed Qinglan generously: "When I grow up, I can become a beast!"

"Very good." Qing Lan touched the little fox's big tail.Not to mention anything else, the feel is excellent.

"Let's go back to the Xuanmen, Qingqing, can you see if the Xuanmen I made looks like what you remember?" The little fox looked forward to it.

Qinglan smiled slightly, touched the space ring, and paused again.

"It doesn't matter, this is the mysterious world, you can use the space ring~" The little fox wagged his tail triumphantly: "See how caring I am."

Qinglan called out Feixue, stepped on the sword, carried the little fox straight into the clouds, and looked down at the simulated mysterious world from above.

"Extremely similar." Qinglan was a little puzzled: "You have only seen my memory, why can you simulate such a similarity, even more detailed than my memory?"

"This..." The little fox scratched his ears with his paws: "Since the number of people who built a foundation on my body reached one hundred, the central universe has opened up many cases of cultivation world to me. Your mysterious world is a good example. I know a lot about the mysterious world in the central universe, and the simulation of the natural environment is of course not a problem."

Qinglan Yujian went to the Xuanmen, and in front of the gate, she lowered the flying sword and entered the Xuanmen on foot.

It has been a rule for millions of years not to guard the sword in the Taoist sect. Looking at the familiar environment, every plant and tree is very kind to Qinglan.

"Elder Qing." The disciples guarding the door saluted Qing Lan one after another.

"En." Qing Lan looked at the familiar Taoist robes on the disciples, and the etiquette that she had practiced countless times, it was like a dream.

Qinglan stepped into the Xuanmen, the familiar scent of peach blossoms, the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo forest, made Qinglan almost intoxicated.It seems that everything in Interstellar before is Nankey Yimeng. He is still in the Taoist sect, has not passed the catastrophe, and is still full of cultivation.

"By the way, Qingqing, your name is Qingxuan now, don't make a mistake." The little fox reminded Qinglan.

"Qingxuan?" Qinglan had a sense of familiarity with the name, as if she had heard it somewhere.

"Elder, you're finally back." A disciple hurried to Qing Lan's side, saluted and said, "The master has been waiting for you for a long time, and if you don't come back again, the master will personally invite you back again."

"What's the matter?" Qinglan began to think about Desting again, could this person become the master?

"Elder, have you forgotten? The selection of inner sect disciples has started, and the sect leader told you to accept another apprentice during this selection." The disciple was wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, and did not dare to look up at Qing Lan.I still remember the first time I saw this elder, he was so beautiful, he was astonished as a celestial being, he was dazzled, and almost made a fool of himself in front of so many people, but this time he didn't dare to look up again, for fear of leaving a bad impression on the elder.

Qing Lan nodded clearly: "I'll go right away."

"Do you need a disciple to take the spirit beast to the spirit room for you?" The disciple saw the little fox in Qinglan's arms, and the slender hand on the fox's body. Opposite to the white fluff, it looked more like a spirit. Carved suet jade.

"No." Qinglan hugged the little fox and walked towards it, still thinking about Desting's location.

Logically speaking, I should be very close to him, why did I have no idea of ​​his whereabouts this time?Could it be that I was slow in counting tens of seconds?

"Elder Qing arrives~"

As soon as Qinglan arrived at the main hall, a disciple reported that Qinglan slowed down, and entered the hall calmly with the little fox in her arms.

All the eyes of the people in the hall were on Qing Lan, either admiring or appreciating, all in harmony.Qing Lan bowed to the head of the sect, who looked like a middle-aged man, steady and majestic, the more Qing Lan looked at it, the more familiar he looked.

"Junior brother is too slow." A man pulled Qinglan to take his seat affectionately, pointing to a water curtain in the lobby: "You just missed a good show, it is even more exciting than what was written in the script!"

"It's so wonderful, it's clearly moral decay, people's hearts are not old, so don't need such a disciple!" Not far away, an old man with a white beard stroked his beard, a little angry.

The moment Qinglan saw the old man, she couldn't help being startled. Qinglan had seen this old man in Xuanmen, the administrator of the Library Pavilion, he was old-fashioned by nature, but he loved hardworking and studious disciples.

Qinglan still remembers that his surname is "Hai".

"Deacon Hai's words are wrong." A handsome man waved the folding fan in his hand, his eyes drifted to Qing Lan involuntarily: "This disciple is only helping his fellow disciples, and besides, he was also injured, so it is understandable to ask for some reward. "

Qing Lan paused, looking at the handsome man for a long time unable to regain her senses.

Master!I didn't expect to see Master in my lifetime!

Master's current appearance is somewhat different from Qing Lan's memory, it seems to be more youthful and vigorous, with clear eyes, and his whole person's aura is also lighter.

"Why is Elder Qing staring at me like this?" The handsome man opened his folding fan, covering the tip of his nose, his eyes lingering on Qing Lan: "Could it be that you agree with me?"