[Cultivation] Asking for a sword

The next day, the final round of qualifying finally started.

When it was still early, there were two beautiful maids waiting outside the bamboo building with respectful and serious expressions.

Gu Cheng and Chu Han went out together, and they led them to a special seat. Huang Wenxian was already sitting on it. When he saw Chu Han, he nodded in a friendly manner. I don't know if it was out of appreciation. Or because of what Chu Han promised yesterday.

But judging by his complexion, the injury he suffered a few months ago should have recovered.

Their seats were on the right hand side of the Lord of the Star Field, and the seats were quite high, but in the next three seats, Chu Han sat first on the right, and Gu Cheng quietly stood behind him.

At this time, most people are almost here.

On the middle platform, a protective magic circle has been set up, and there are thousands of monks who are qualified to watch it, but it is not too noisy. Everyone just waits quietly, and occasionally chats a few words.

Gu Cheng could see that many people cast their gazes on Chu Han. The ordinary alchemy master just glanced at it and then lowered his head not to dare to offend, but those Daoist Yuan Ying sitting in the VIP seats were a little more casual. , All kinds of eyes glanced from time to time, meaning inexplicable.

There are not few people who know that Chu Han is not a monk in the Central Region, but most of the monks are still very unfamiliar with him. No matter how curious they are, they dare not come to inquire easily. No one can ignore the prestige of the top ten in the gold list.

Daoist Honghua also arrived at this time.

With a smile on her face, she sat in the middle, propping her cheeks with her white and delicate fingertips, first nodded to Huang Wenxian, and then glanced around condescendingly, most of the monks dared not meet her eyes.

"Friend Chu." She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "How did you rest yesterday?"

Chu Han nodded lightly and remained silent.

Daoist Honghua didn't take it seriously, she leisurely raised her wine glass, enjoying herself.

"Pity."

Gu Cheng heard the sound and looked at the person who was coming. The woman who spoke was wearing a black dress with a soft whip wrapped around her waist, her long hair was partly pulled up, and her eyes were as charming as silk.

She turned her eyes to Gu Cheng, and then stayed on Chu Han's body, sighing faintly.

Gu Cheng frowned, but said nothing.

Chu Han tilted his head, and finally said, "What do you mean?"

The woman smiled slightly, but her words were very straightforward.

"He doesn't deserve you."

Chu Han's expression was as cold as frost, and his eyes were as sharp as swords.

"What's the matter, sir?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "The strong should not be bound by the weak."

"It turned out to be the third star master of the star field. If you want to recommend yourself as a pillow, just say so, why bother talking about what is there?" Daoist Honghua sneered.

The woman turned her head and looked, her eyebrows raised: "Honghua, with your personality, no wonder you are still alone after so many years."

"That's much better than being as good as you can be!"

"Hmph, you're taking things too far!"

"I'm not interested in taking care of your affairs, but I just can't see you insisting on interfering with other people's Taoist couples." Daoist Honghua paused between Gu Cheng and Chu Han, with obvious meaning.

Chu Han frowned, and touched Lu Xue with his right hand, but Gu Cheng pressed his hand. He looked back, and he shook his head slightly at him, with an unexpectedly gentle expression.

In fact, Gu Cheng knew better than Chu Han how much of an obstacle there would be between them, not only because of gender, but also because of the helplessness of their status.

But none of this matters.

Gu Cheng looked at the third star master calmly.

"We love each other."

"...How dare you have the audacity to establish a mere foundation!" The third star lord snorted coldly.

"We hit it off."

"So what? It may not be long in the future."

"We love each other deeply."

"..."

The third star master couldn't help cursing, turned his head to look at Chu Han, who only looked at him coldly, and Daoist Honghua smiled provocatively beside him.

She still wanted to say something, but seeing her boss's slightly cold gaze, she had no choice but to turn around and leave angrily.

Chu Han's hand holding the sword did not let go, and there was condensation between his brows.

Daoist Honghua smiled lightly at Chu Han, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Chu, I don't have any prejudice against you."

Huang Wenxian nodded: "I am a cultivator, and I don't need to care about the eyes of the world."

Chu Han finally felt that something was wrong, especially after the third star master left, the eyes of those dao lords looked over became more intriguing.

He didn't make a sound, but just transmitted the voice to Gu Cheng.

"Do you know what happened"

Gu Cheng looked at him blankly, as if he didn't quite understand.

Chu Han felt strange, thinking about the matter just now, he sent a voice transmission again: "Don't care about that person just now, if I see that person in the future, I will never hold back."

Gu Cheng held back his smile, and nodded with a serious face.

Chu Han was vaguely awkward, but he didn't think too much about it. He casually opened a booklet in front of him and looked at the participant information on it.

Without exception, all of them are monks on the gold list, but most of the rankings are concentrated in the [-]s to [-]s. He roughly scanned the information of these [-] monks, and then quietly began to wait.

The qualifying competition is no different from the general competition, except that the cultivation level of the participants is much higher, and the organizer does not intend to waste time, and will start directly when everyone is present.

Daoist Honghua, Huang Wenxian, and Chu Han are in charge of the test.

Although they are both on the gold list, the differences between different rankings are not small. Among the Yuanying, the top ten positions on the gold list are quite special, because there are no exceptions for these ten people. The strong man who condenses the Nascent Soul, there are actually such monks after the tenth, but the strength will be very different due to the different Taoism.

Daoist Honghua was in charge of the first test, she casually left a maze, and then said with a smile: "Those who come out within a stick of incense are considered to have passed the test."

Gu Cheng looked at the monks on the field, some of them were frowning, while some were confident, so he knew that there was indeed something tricky here.

The end result was as expected.

All the monks from the black prison have undoubtedly come out, while half of the monks from other forces have been eliminated.

There are 13 people left.

Thinking of what Chu Han said last night, Gu Cheng couldn't help showing sympathy.

This kind of situation did happen in the qualifiers. Once, a monk who was number one on the gold list was invited. He didn't know what kind of mentality he had, and eliminated all the participants in the qualifiers, even the one who was on the gold list like him. Among the top ten, two were also kicked out. Star Territory dared not speak out due to the opponent's strength, so he could only let him do whatever he wanted. In short, the Star Code that time was simply a tragedy.

The level set by Huang Wenxian is also very black prison style. After four people were eliminated intentionally or unintentionally, among the remaining participants, black prison monks accounted for five, and the remaining four also felt that something was wrong. When he saw Chu Han, he couldn't help showing a suspicious look.

Chu Han was too lazy to care about them so much, he walked in front of them extremely indifferently.

The silver lines between his brows shone slightly, and a little silver flame lit up at his fingertips.

After a while, it turned into a silver fire lotus.

A thousand-petal lotus is extremely beautiful, but it is also extremely dangerous.

There is a flower in front of everyone, and everyone can't help but look at each other when they feel the explosive fluctuation of spiritual power inside.

"Destroy the fire lotus without any damage, pass."

Not only these participants, but even Daoist Honghua couldn't help frowning. They didn't expect Chu Han to make such a move. It was quite fair and didn't mean to be biased towards the black prison monks, but it was quite It's unfair, because none of the people present have the confidence to pass the test.

Daoist Honghua couldn't help but transmit the voice: "You promised me last night."

Chu Han replied calmly: "I do promise you that we will eliminate monks outside the black prison."

"But you don't want any of them to stay now."

"The cultivation base is too poor, what's the use of staying?"

"you……"

The old god Gu Cheng was standing there, occasionally looking down at his toes.

The flames burst into the sky and exploded.

The falling silver lotus turned into light green smoke in vain, but the real threat was not these flames, but——

The sword in the lotus!

There are no lotus seeds in the middle of the silver lotus, only a small and exquisite silver sword, which comes in a flash, and the murderous intent stands up.

Even Daoist Nascent Soul's protective aura is hard to stop.

The only fortunate thing is that Chu Han had no killing intent, and Jianfeng only took away a strand of long hair before giving up.

The nine small silver swords merged into one in an instant, resting on the palm of Chu Han's right hand.

The sword light is extremely beautiful, but it does not touch the person holding the sword, whose expression is icy clear.

There is a sword like this, and it is difficult in the world.

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