[Transmigration Book] Forced to the days of the Holy Father

A few days later, it was time for the final hurdle of the Zhegui Club.

A group of disciples came to Nanyan Hall.

Only the Spirit Sword Sect has the largest number of disciples, and the familiar clothes are particularly conspicuous among the disciples.

Yun Zheng, dressed in white and blue, stood with Wen Yuze, Bai Jin, and several other disciples of Cangyun Peak, and other disciples from the other peaks followed.

Lu Yao blinked at Yun Zheng not far away, and standing beside him should be other disciples of Biyun Pavilion.Not many people came to Biyun Pavilion to participate this time, so only three people entered the second level.

A girl holding a huge spirit sword stood in the center and received great attention.

She glanced at everyone indifferently, but she didn't intend to take back her spirit sword.

How other people see her doesn't matter at all to her.

Du Xueling moved a few steps, but accidentally stepped on the person next to her, she whispered, "Sorry."

But I heard an extremely crisp girl's voice, "It's okay."

Du Xueling looked over in surprise, and only then did she notice that the person standing on her right was not a fellow apprentice, but a beautiful girl in apricot clothes.

Qu Xinyu stuck out her tongue at her, and asked with a smile, "Are you a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect?"

Qu Xinyu saw that the clothes she was wearing were very similar to Yun Zheng's, but the color was slightly different. Yun Zheng's was white and blue, but this girl was wearing white and brown, and the same was true for the people on her left.

Qu Xinyu liked to travel all over the world since she was a child, and she had heard about the uniqueness of the costumes of the Spirit Sword Sect, but she had never been able to see the costumes of other sects with her own eyes.

Du Xueling and Qu Xinyu just met now, but because of Du Xueling's careless kick, the two of them started chatting, and they became acquainted for only a short time.

Soon, the two became like close friends and called each other by name.

The opening time of the second stage of the Guild Guild is approaching.

People from the Qinglan Sect arrived late.

And only one person passed the second test.

Lin Yixian, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, walked slowly, saw the other people waiting this time, and smiled at them, obviously in a great mood.

But everyone will not relax their vigilance against this young monk just because of his smiling face.

After the first test was over, many people heard about his methods in the Guigui Meeting.

Extremely vicious, it is really chilling.

The originally relaxed atmosphere became tense after Lin Yixian's arrival.

But Lin Yixian didn't seem to notice it, or he noticed it, but he didn't take it to heart, still smiling brightly.

Not long after, Xuan Hao in white appeared in front of them.

He still had a smile on his face, his gaze stayed on Lin Yixian for a moment, and then he looked away quickly.

"Congratulations to fellow daoists, you have passed the test of the first test. All of you here are elites in the sect. Presumably, this second test is not difficult for you. I will congratulate you first here, and hope that you can do it as soon as possible Pass the second pass."

Hearing this sentence, everyone thought in unison: No!Brother Xuan Hao, you are wrong!We can't bear it! ! !

Seeing the pained expressions on everyone's faces, Xuan Hao thought of himself being tortured so many years ago, and felt a lot more balanced in his heart.

You know, the elders are becoming perverted year by year.

You little hairy kids have not been abused to the point of crying for your father and mother!

Although he thought so in his heart, Xuan Hao still had a caring expression on his face, explaining to them the specific situation of the second level.

"The venue for the second level is not here. I will open Xiaotiandi later, and you all go in one by one according to the order in which you passed the level yesterday." Xuan Hao raised his hand, and a delicate mountain appeared in his palm.

This is one of the magic weapons of Nanyantang - Xiaotiandi.

It is rumored that this magic weapon contains a new world.

It has the same effect as some secret realms.

This world is an island.

The aura inside is full of energy, and it can be regarded as a good place for spiritual practice.

"Senior Brother Xuan Hao, you haven't told us yet, what is the subject of the second level?" Qu Xinyu asked.

Seeing that it was the little girl who asked him the question last time, Xuan Hao smiled and replied mysteriously: "You will know when you go in."

Hearing what he said, the people who were looking at Xiaotiandi all shuddered in unison.

It's obviously a holy place for practice, but why do they always feel that something is wrong.

Especially after Xuan Hao said this, their inner uneasiness became even worse.

There was a little white light in Xuan Hao's hand, and gradually, the white light became bigger and brighter.

The magic weapon in his palm flew up in the air, surrounded by white light, and merged into it.

The magic weapon began to grow bigger.

Become able to accommodate two people to enter the space.

Everyone knew that Xuan Hao deliberately suppressed its size.

If the magic weapon is restored to its original state, it will definitely occupy the position of Nanyan Hall, and even spread outside of Nanyan Hall.

Now this space is just right.

Just enough to get them inside.

"Lin Yixian, you are the first to clear the level, go in."

Lin Yixian took a few steps forward, cast a spell, and flew towards Xiaotiandi.

Soon, the people here also gradually entered inside.

After Yunzheng entered Xiaotiandi, he didn't find other people around, so he knew that everyone arrived at a different place.

There was the sound of "tick-tock" water droplets nearby.

A soft and boneless hand passed behind Yunzheng and touched his cheek, "Master, why don't you come and play with my slave?"

The voice behind was very close, and the woman exhaled like blue, warm breath on the back of Yun Zheng's neck.

She simply reached out and hugged Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng gently pushed her away, and nimbly avoided the woman's restraint.

The man pretended to be teasing, wanting Yun Zheng to relax his vigilance, and secretly prepared with spells. Once Yun Zheng relaxed, he would use spells to trap him.

Yun Zheng turned around, and a woman in a gorgeous red dress looked at him affectionately, as if what she saw in front of her eyes was her favorite lover, she put her hand gently on her mouth, covered her mouth and smiled softly: "Lang Jun, is your slave beautiful?"

But Yun Zheng just looked at her indifferently, his eyes were flat, as if what was in front of him was not some alluring beauty, but a pair of white bones.

"My slave's name is Bicheng, I don't know what your lord's name is?" She glanced at him affectionately, then lowered her eyes shyly.

Yun Zheng didn't answer her question, he just mentioned: "Beauty tricks are useless to me, you can compete with me openly."

"It's really ruthless..."

Bicheng sighed faintly, looked at Yunzheng sadly, as if asking him why he didn't like him.

He is really an incomprehensible guy who only wants to compete.

"Is the outside world really that good? Why don't you consider staying here with my slave family? Wouldn't it be a pity to waste such a beautiful scenery?" She was about to reach out to touch Yunzheng, but was bounced away by a blue light.

Yun Zheng summoned the Jixing Sword and looked at her seriously.

Bicheng knew that the boy in front of him was not joking, he really wanted to compete with himself.

"Why are you so clueless!"

She turned around lightly, fluttering in red clothes, turned into a red butterfly, and flew away like this.

Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, "Don't you want to compare?"

And the people outside Jue Xin's mirror couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene.

"You apprentice, you really have a pure mind." One of them said to the black and white Taoist robed man sitting in the master seat.

That person has an immortal demeanor, and has a demeanor of being an exile.

Hearing this, he was not humble, but nodded in approval, "This child Yun Zheng has always been like this, and his heart has never changed."

It was Xuanjizi who sat on the main seat.

Not long ago, he came to Drunken South City from Yunwu Mountain. When he arrived here, it happened to be the time when the second level of assessment started.

The other elders who heard the wind hurriedly welcomed him to Zui Nan City.

Because of the absence of Xuanjizi before, the main position has been vacant.

Now that he is here, the position is naturally mysterious.

Xuanjizi entered the Tao with a sword, and his cultivation is invincible, and under the same realm, there is absolutely no opponent.Because he is a sword cultivator, even if he encounters a master who is one level higher than himself, he can still beat his opponent by crossing the boundary.

What's more, as he devoted himself to practice, his cultivation base increased greatly. Up to now, basically no one in the Western Continent can surpass Xuanjizi.

And many people still suspect that Xuanjizi's abilities are not limited to what everyone sees now, he is even stronger, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

The status of the number one sect of the Spirit Sword Sect is even more unshakable.

Element Su looked at the scene inside, but said in his heart: "I always feel that it is not that simple. The real assessment has not yet begun."

Her wandering appearance didn't attract the attention of other people.After all, everyone knew a little about the temperament of this elder Ling Xiufeng.

People and things that can't be seen by her, even if you turn around, she won't look at you more, let alone treat you differently.

Lu Yao also entered the island shortly after Yunzheng entered Xiaotiandi.

As soon as he arrived here, the road ahead was covered by a cloud of white mist.

Lu Yao flicked his sleeve, and the white mist was instantly dispelled by the spiritual power from his sleeve.

But not long after, it gradually returned to its original appearance, obviously treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

Facing the white mist, Lu Yao felt a headache.

I don't know if other people met the same as me?