After Black Moonlight failed to escape [Quick Transmigration]

The book "Cultivation of Immortals and Demons Against Journey" does not introduce the Liufan sect in too much detail, after all, there are no main characters in this sect.

At this time, Jiang Chiqiu finally discovered: Although there are not many disciples in the Liufan School, the overall strength is very strong, and they are extremely united.

The moment Wenren Le Zhan's voice appeared, the surrounding air immediately froze.

Jiang Chiqiu saw—not just Le Zhan, but the gate of Furan Xianshan had opened at this time, besides him, there were many old acquaintances waiting here.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on this corner.

The few people who were shaken out by their aura just now fell to the ground and howled.Hearing Wenren Le Zhan's words, someone immediately raised his head, obviously wanting to turn black and white.

At this moment, Jiang Chiqiu's elder sister Xiang Qinxue suddenly took two steps forward.

The woman didn't seem to be afraid of the serious atmosphere here. She saluted the famous Le Zhan, and before the people lying on the ground could react, she clattered out all the things that happened just now.

Jiang Chiqiu thought that his eloquence was mediocre, and when he heard that Xiang Qinxue explained things clearly in such a short time, he couldn't help giving her a thumbs up in his heart.

——Even though Jiang Chiqiu has changed his identity, but with the same face, he still doesn't want to deal with people he knew in the previous life so soon.

Hearing Xiang Qinxue's words, Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"No... Wenren Xianzun, listen to my explanation!"

The person who pushed Jiang Chiqiu just now heard Xiang Qinxue's words and immediately widened his eyes. He struggled up from the ground and said to Wenren Le Zhan while saluting: "She's not right! It's not this——"

Le Zhan, who was not far away, gave the man a cold look, and the man shut his mouth instantly, and stood motionless on the spot.

This is a fixing spell.

Seeing the man fixed in place, Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Wen Ren Le Zhan has already discerned the truth and falsehood in their words from the reactions of these two people and the people around them.

The monks of other sects didn't recognize Fu Ran's fixing spell, and they were still wondering why the man stopped speaking halfway through his words.

But the monks standing next to Wenren Le Zhan already understood the meaning of the head of the sect. Seeing the appearance of the man below, bursts of fairy music immediately rang out at the entrance of Furan Xianshan.

The blindness behind the fairy gate disappeared, and a solitary mountain ridge appeared in front of people's eyes.

This ridge is only one person wide, and on both sides are white granite rocks that are close to [-] degrees and barren of grass.

Looking from this angle, the ridge looks like a long ladder extending into the sky, directly connecting to the clouds.

This is the road of trials that the sect will open every year when it accepts disciples. One can imagine how shocking the disciples who have just embarked on the immortal journey will feel when they see such a scene.

Although the monks will be able to go up the mountain with their swords from here, but seeing the cliffs in front of them, people can't help but be shocked by its momentum.

The elder Fu Ran came out, and after saying a few words, he invited all the monks to go up the mountain.

The time for the gate of Xianshan to be open is limited. After the elder finished speaking, the monks waiting below stepped on their long swords and flew towards the other side of the gate.

Before leaving, Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help but glance back at the monk who had just clashed with him.

The man was still standing there, motionless.

Wen Ren Le Zhan still didn't break the spell.

The long white sword rose into the air, recalling what happened just now, Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help but think... Wenren Le Zhan's body has indeed undergone great changes.

This sect leader, who was not very serious in the past, did not show a smile on his face from the beginning to the end today.

Wen Ren Le Zhan looked very serious, and did not let go of the troublemaker just now...

Until the gate of Furan Immortal Mountain was closed, the man still stood there motionless, and he completely lost the opportunity to enter Furan Immortal Mountain to participate in the Immortal Stepping Conference.

Le Zhan, who was famous in the past, was not such a person who did not show any kindness to others.

The well-spoken and soft-hearted Wen Ren Le Zhan back then is gone.

In people's minds, there are no male cultivators in the Liufan sect.

Although many people have heard of Yan Xiaoshu's name because of his profound cultivation, but at this time Yan Xiaoshu is still young after all, and his reputation as a genius has not spread far.

So after the farce just now, many people recognized Jiang Chiqiu as a female monk of the Vatican Sect, but they failed to remember that there was a male cultivator in this sect.

This Immortal Stepping Conference is mainly a competition between comprehension practitioners of the same level, arranged from low to high.

With Yan Xiaoshu's cultivation base at the stage of leaving his body, there was nothing to do with him in the first few days of the Immortal Stepping Conference.

In the past few days, Jiang Chiqiu's senior sisters walked around Furan Fairy Mountain and watched several competitions.

Jiang Chiqiu, who was worried about meeting acquaintances, never left the gate of his residence from the beginning to the end.

The senior sisters are no longer surprised by his appearance.

It was not until seven days later, on the day of the competition among the cultivators in the out-of-body stage, that Jiang Chiqiu finally walked out of the palace gate.

Today is a little different than usual.

Although Jiang Chiqiu had been meditating in the room for the past few days and had never come out, he knew the process after hearing the description from his fellow disciples.

While Jiang Chiqiu was waiting to draw the spirit stones into groups, several monks dressed in white suddenly appeared here with swords, and landed steadily on the Xuanyu platform at the front of the venue.

Seeing this, a fellow student in purple clothes standing beside Jiang Chiqiu asked softly, "Who is this? No one has ever sat here before..."

Hearing her words, Xiang Qinxue, a senior sister, walked over slowly, and replied in a low voice, "This is the protector of Wenren Lezhan, head of Furan Immortal Mountain."

"Guardian?" Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help repeating these two words.

When he was in Furan Xianshan, Wenren Lezhan didn't have any "protectors" around him.

"Yeah." Xiang Qinxue nodded slightly to Jiang Chiqiu, and continued, "There should be a big person coming, it seems to be like this in previous years..."

Jiang Chiqiu heard from them before that—in order to emerge from the Zongmen Watching Immortal Conference, Fu Ran Xianshan and other great powers from the comprehension world who came to participate in this grand event will all show up in a slightly weighty competition.

Looking at it this way, I am afraid that I will see Wen Ren Le Zhan again.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help but get a little nervous.

But he didn't know that today's "surprise" was far more than that.

Seeing the guardian appeared, the place immediately became quiet.

The venue of the Immortal Stepping Conference was located on a high mountain that was flattened by a single sword. Immediately after the guardian appeared, spiritual swords rose up and formed formations around it, covering the entire high platform in a golden light.

Several elders from Furan Xianshan came to the scene one after another. Seeing these familiar figures, Jiang Chiqiu's memory couldn't help but return to the past when he was the "Shuangyu Immortal".

"Look... it's the head of Wenren Lezhan!" The purple-clothed cultivator gently tugged at Jiang Chiqiu's sleeve just now and pointed it out for him.

Following the other party's line of sight, Wen Ren Le Zhan in a blue shirt appeared here with a long silver sword on his feet.

He has a serious face and looks a little unreasonable.

After seeing the famous Le Zhan, the monks standing below bowed down to salute the man, and Jiang Chiqiu did the same.

Wenren Le Zhan still didn't speak, just sat quietly on the Xuanyu platform and looked down.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help becoming nervous.

There are too many acquaintances in Furan Xianshan. Fortunately, he put on the veil in advance... Otherwise, he would definitely be recognized at the first sight.

Although Jiang Chiqiu didn't have the confidence to keep hiding his appearance like this, but after all, it's just a little while.

It would be great if we could survive until the system appeared!

"I heard that Le Zhan doesn't like excitement, and he's not interested in this general competition. If it weren't for the great importance of the immortal meeting, he probably wouldn't have appeared here." The monk beside Jiang Chiqiu said softly.

Sure enough, her words verified Jiang Chiqiu's guess, Wenren Le Zhan has indeed changed a lot in these years...

After the elder who thought he was in charge finished introducing today's arrangements, Jiang Chiqiu finally worked with other monks in the out-of-body stage to extract the spirit stones and obtained the arrangement for a while.

At this moment, an elder sitting at the top suddenly frowned, and asked softly to the person sitting beside him, "Who is that person at the bottom?"

Hearing this, the people around him glanced at Jiang Chiqiu, and then replied, "Elder, that's a monk of the Glazed Brahma Sect."

"Ru Fanzong?" the man murmured.

The posture of the person holding the sword at the moment is inexplicably familiar to him.

Just like what the purple-clothed monk said just now, Wenren Le Zhan has no interest in this kind of competition.

Even if the monks in the out-of-body period have achieved some achievements, this is still not enough in the eyes of Wenren Le Zhan.

It wasn't until he heard the people around him talking that Wenren Le Zhan cast his eyes down again.

Then, the man couldn't help but frowned.

The figure of the man in white is indeed inexplicably familiar.

Just like everyone else, Wenren Lezhan subconsciously thought that this monk in the team of the Vatican Sect must be a female nun.

But now that he took a closer look, he found that this was not a nun, but a young man.

——Slightly different from the previous "Frost Jade Immortal", Yan Xiaoshu now looks only eighteen to nine years old.

After seeing the gender of the person below, Wenren Le Zhan immediately realized that the person in front of him should be "Yan Xiaoshu" of the Liu Fanzong.

Wenren Le Zhan didn't speak, but just paid more attention to Jiang Chiqiu.

The victory or defeat of a master's fight is only between minutes and seconds.

After a few hours, the game was almost over.

At this moment, Jiang Chiqiu finally stepped on the long sword and appeared in the very center of the high platform.

Coincidentally, the monk who was facing him in front of him happened to be the same as the few people who were unhappy with him at the gate of Furan Xianshan Mountain a few days ago.

After standing in the middle of the high platform, Jiang Chiqiu heard bursts of sword cries, and at the same time he heard the monk on the opposite side smile, and gritted his teeth and said to himself: "Liu Fanzong? I will let you know today What kind of price will you pay if you offend the wrong person?"

After that, the monk laughed.

Jiang Chiqiu glanced at him with some disdain.

This guy is really stupid.

Probably because he was used to being domineering in his own door earlier, the man seemed to have ignored the fact that his words could be heard by those powerful people at this time.

Sure enough, at the moment this person spoke, many monks on the high platform all looked at him.

Only Wenren Le Zhan was still watching Jiang Chiqiu silently.

The few swords hanging around the venue slowly disappeared, and the competition finally began.

Jiang Chiqiu knew that the heaven-defying aptitude of "Ice Mutated Heavenly Spiritual Root" was a blow to ordinary monks.

Although he is at the same level as this person, if he really fights, the opponent is definitely not his opponent.

Jiang Chiqiu originally wanted to put some water in and end the competition normally.

Unexpectedly, the other party came directly to take his own life.

Jiang Chiqiu would not let him succeed as a human being.

The white long sword suddenly lit up, and devoured the opponent's spiritual power without any effort.

"You...you're a rascal!" The man on the other side's eyes were tearing apart.

Jiang Chiqiu didn't speak, and he even stood there motionless.

The white long sword lit up again, this time stabbing directly towards the opponent's throat.

Worried about causing unnecessary trouble, Jiang Chiqiu pretended a little.

He didn't use the unique skills of the ice-type mutated Heavenly Spirit Root, and even disguised his spiritual power a little bit.

From the perspective of others, it should look like a water-type sky spirit root.

But Jiang Chiqiu did not expect that at this moment, his teammates betrayed him.

"Huh?" Seeing the white aura on Jiang Chiqiujian's body, a monk of the Liu Fan Sect asked curiously to his companion, "What's the matter, Junior Brother? Why don't you use the Ice Element Sky Spiritual Root technique?"

Although the monks of the Liufan sect have extraordinary appearances and look a little weak, they are actually quite belligerent in nature.

Jiang Chiqiu didn't know... His fellow disciples were all expecting him to instantly kill his opponent, show off his ice-type mutated Heavenly Spirit Root, and instantly amaze everyone.

"I don't know..." The monk who was asked shook his head, "Maybe he intends to use it in the final battle." She guessed softly.

The voices of the two monks here were so low that even the people around them didn't hear much.

But they didn't know that the entire Furan Fairy Mountain was covered by one person's spiritual consciousness.

Although Jiang Chiqiu's disguise is brilliant, he is just a monk in the out-of-body stage.Facing a cultivator who is many levels higher than him, these disguises will not last long.

Just when Jiang Chiqiu was wielding the sword, on a snow mountain far away on the other side of Furan Fairy Mountain, a man in white clothes embroidered with gold patterns slowly opened his eyes.

There was a dark red slender mark between the man's forehead, like a drop of coagulated blood, or a dark red gem.

The moment he opened his eyes, the long swords in the sword forest not far away, and even the spirit sword guarding the formation on the high platform, all let out bursts of mourning.

The man released his consciousness again, and then heard the conversation between the monks of the Liufan sect.

"Ice mutated Heavenly Spirit Root?" Yan Moshan murmured.

So in this world, there is a third person with this spiritual root?

Jiang Chiqiu's long sword was white all over, it looked like a fired porcelain sword.

But it happened that such a fragile porcelain sword dotted with "ice peach blossoms" possessed an irresistible surging spiritual power.

Jiang Chiqiu's natal spirit sword sliced ​​through the light curtain in front of the opponent as easily as cutting vegetables, and even shattered the spirit treasure he threw out in a panic.

Then it hit the opponent's throat.

"You lost..." The voice of the young monk came from under the white veil.

Jiang Chiqiu used spiritual power when he said this, and the words were transmitted directly to the other party's spiritual consciousness, and no one could hear them except his opponent.

After hearing his voice, Jiang Chiqiu's opponent realized belatedly - the person standing opposite him was a man!

"You are..." His body trembled slightly, and it took a while before he said the second half of the sentence, "Yan Xiaoshu?"

Jiang Chiqiu's sword tip lightly tapped the man's neck, a drop of blood landed on the white sword, and disappeared in an instant.

What Jiang Chiqiu said was known only to the other party, but what he said, everyone could hear.

The scene was suddenly noisy for a moment, but the man sitting on the high platform did not respond in the slightest.

He could see that although Jiang Chiqiu was in the out-of-body stage, his strength was much higher than what this realm should have.

So at the same time that the monk who lost just now was repelled by the formation, Wenren Le Zhan suddenly turned around and took a look at the guardian behind him.

"Go and compete with Yan Xiaoshu."

Wenren Le Zhan's words spread throughout the high platform, Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help but frowned.

No way...Uncle, why are you fighting against me.

It has been several days since Jiang Chiqiu was reborn, but the system still hasn't appeared.

He hadn't received the mission yet, and he didn't know for a while whether he should keep a low profile or make a big splash, and he wasn't even sure whether he should lose or win.

[System system! 】

[If you don't come out, it's over! 】

Jiang Chiqiu called over and over again, but the system still didn't make any sound.

At this time, Wenren Lezhan's guardian had already arrived on the field.

The man in strong attire bowed to Jiang Chiqiu, and then directly stabbed Jiang Chiqiu with his sword without saying a word.

The cultivation of the man in front of him is roughly at the fusion stage, far higher than Jiang Chiqiu's several realms.

After the start of the competition, he came on a mission and didn't put any water.A black iron spirit sword was full of killing intent, and it directly stabbed at Jiang Chiqiu's heart.

I haven't come back for hundreds of years, are all the disciples of Furan Xianshan so ruthless now?

There was no other way, Jiang Chiqiu had no choice but to grit his teeth and deal with it.

He could feel that the other party was forcing him to reveal his true level.

Jiang Chiqiu was really unwilling to conceal his spiritual roots by admitting defeat.

After a few strokes, Jiang Chiqiu's toes lightly tapped the ground, but he was suspended in mid-air in an instant.

Jiang Chiqiu didn't speak, and the white long sword danced gracefully in the air.

Immediately after...

One after another ice thorns emerged from the ground.

After all, this was just a competition, and Jiang Chiqiu didn't want the other party's life at all.

So these ice thorns didn't stab Furan's guardian directly, but surrounded him tightly.

After seeing these ice thorns, except for the monks of the Liu Fan sect, the rest of the people stood there dumbfounded in shock.

This is... the ice-type mutated Heavenly Spirit Root?

This cognition is like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart fiercely.

Now there are only two owners of the ice-type Heavenly Spirit Root that they are familiar with... Whether it is the Shuangyu Immortal Venerable who has died, or Yan Moshan, both of them are legends in the cultivation world... It can even be said to be a myth level existence.

At the moment when the icicles appeared, Wenren Le Zhan couldn't resist standing up.

Seeing the reactions around him, Jiang Chiqiu realized belatedly...it seems, maybe, maybe he shouldn't have exposed his spiritual roots so soon?

Thinking of this, Jiang Chiqiu was rarely distracted during the competition.

But before he could say anything, the monk surrounded by ice thorns wanted to make a final fight, and suddenly raised his sword and flew into the air.

When Jiang Chiqiu, who thought the competition was over, reacted, the white gauze in front of him had disappeared.

Jiang Chiqiu: ...

isn't it...

Jiang Chiqiu's bun was torn loose by the suddenly falling veil, and his slightly curly brown hair instantly spread out in the air.

At the same time, the sword forest of Furan Xianshan once again screamed with thousands of swords, and countless long swords of different shapes appeared around the high platform that had been cut off from the top of the mountain.

Before people were terrified, an even more unexpected figure appeared here.

It is strictly impossible to pay.

However, at this moment, the monks present rarely cared about the existence of this legendary immortal.

All eyes were glued to Jiang Chiqiu.

Most of the young disciples were shocked by his appearance.

As for the elder and Wenren Le Zhan sitting on the Xuanyu platform... They found that the young man in front of them was exactly the same as the Shuangyu Immortal Venerable who had been dead for many years.