National Cultivation

Chapter 70

On the first day of the Sword Asking Conference, all the sect leaders and their disciples were present, and the thirty disciples who participated in the competition were also present.Luo Lin gave up the host's position and sat high in the head's position. The game was hosted by a senior named Yuan Wei.

A chief disciple is on an equal footing with the heads of other sects, and the head of Shushan made a slight remark about this: "Where's Elder Lingxiao?"

The head of Kunlun practiced in seclusion, where did Elder Lingxiao die?let him out!Let a group of old guys sit on an equal footing with a baby boy, and the old face of the head of Shushan is almost unbearable.

"Uncle Master, he is in poor health. If he is absent today, please bear with me." Luo Lin leaned lazily on the handle, not sitting or not, and the master of Shushan shook his head unbearably.

He recalled that year: "Your master was about the same age as you when he took the position of head, but he was much more upright than you."

Luo Lin replied: "Because I'm not the head of the sect yet."

The master of Shushan snorted in his nostrils: "The distasteful temperament is exactly the same!"

Luo Lin felt two eager gazes, and when he turned his head to look around, those gazes disappeared again.Looking in the direction, it was the Demon Lord's side. There were five men in black standing behind him. He recognized Qi Xian's figure at a glance, and the thinnest one was him.

The Demon Lord took his time to watch the next big show. In fact, he was not interested in this kind of rookie competition. He became interested only after hearing about Han Qing. He has always regretted Han Qing as a seedling. Why can't he think about entering the immortal way?Also let the guy Jianxian strike first.Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel sad. Could it be that he couldn't find an excellent candidate with all his talent and learning?

Line up by number, Han Qing is next to Ning Susu, there is an acquaintance, Han Qing finally does not have to face the embarrassment of Li Chengfeng, Li Chengfeng is standing behind him, his eyes are so hot that he can see through him, Han Qing Don't even dare to look back.

Ning Susu leaned closer to him and said, "The handsome guy in the back looks at you with enthusiasm!"

"His name is Li Chengfeng."

Ning Susu wow exclaimed: "So he is Li Chengfeng? He has known his name for a long time! Isn't he good friends with you?"

Han Qing said with a bitter face: "How many years ago, I am no longer a stranger to him."

Ning Susu pouted: "Good friends will never be strangers no matter how many years they have been apart."

Han Qing said: "I am not good friends with him, the rumors in the world are wrong."

Li Chengfeng pricked up his ears, and the more he listened, his brows became more furrowed. When he heard the eyes behind him staring at Han Qing sadly, Han Qing sighed and turned a blind eye.

There is a turntable under Stonehenge, and there are two pointers on the turntable, engraved with twenty black numbers.Senior Brother Yuan Wei stepped forward and touched the turntable, and the pointer stopped between No. 3 and No. 12.

Senior Brother Yuanwei shouted: "Please invite contestants No. 3 and No. 12 to come on stage."

The two disciples flew onto the stage. Han Qing kept his head down and didn't watch the game. The auditorium was built high so that the audience could clearly see the game on Stonehenge. The new disciples were all standing under Stonehenge, even if they looked up. It is not real, so you will not know the specific strength and skills of the players on the stage.

Ning Susu was a little nervous: "I hope I don't get you, or I will kneel down in one round!"

Han Qing smiled and didn't speak.

After about half an hour, the two contestants on the stage decided the winner, and contestant No. 12 died.

Yuan did not erase the number 3 on the turntable, and the number 12 turned red to advance.

In the second round, Yuan Wei turned the turntable, No. 7 and No. 16.

Han Qing was drawn in the second round, and the one who fought him was a student from the Xian School who entered the Xianmen this year. When the student saw him, he almost cried, and came to the stage with a pessimistic and hopeless face.

Han Qingfei was on stage, and it felt so good to stand on the Stonehenge and see all the small mountains. He glanced at the auditorium, Luo Lin, the head of Shushan, the head of Emei, the devil, and a group of unknown heads. Ming did not come, he was slightly disappointed.

When he came to the stage, the head of Shushan gave a cry: "This kid is very special!"

The head of Emei watched his Kunlun final exam: "Aren't you a mortal who is a master of martial arts? How did you cultivate?"

The head of Shushan: "If you can't see his spiritual root aptitude and mortal body, why does Kunlun even accept such mortals?"

Luo Lin replied: "Because there is no one in Kunlun."

The head of Shushan was very happy to hear that.

Han Qing looked at the head master affectionately, the old man's beard became paler again, and he had a few more wrinkles. The old man still had a few strands of black hair two years ago, but now it's all white, and he looks more and more immortal.

When he was in a daze, the contestant on the opposite side took advantage of his unpreparedness and stabbed Han Qing with a sword. The third-order flying sword was frozen into frost, and the frost quickly crawled towards the opponent's wrist and arm along the blade. When the opponent wanted to throw the sword away, it was too late, and the whole person was frozen into frost in the blink of an eye. Han Qing gently Gently pushed him down.

"Number 7 wins!" Yuan Wei shouted.

In less than a minute, Han Qing easily defeated his opponent.

The head of Shushan couldn't help but stroked his white beard and praised: "The fairy art is easy to come by, so I must be very proficient."

The lower the person's cultivation level, the slower the formation speed of the immortal art. The disciples in the Qi refining stage cast the immortal art, no matter what they have to say a spell, or squeeze a hand formula, it will take a few seconds or even a few minutes to form.And it took Han Qing to cast the fairy art in the blink of an eye, and the speed was so fast that it was astonishing with his current cultivation.

Luo Lin responded: "Where, we really don't have anyone in Kunlun."

The head of Shushan heard that what he said was not modesty, but sarcasm, so angry that his beard blew up, and he gave him a vicious look.

After Han Qing won the victory, he bid farewell to Ning Susu, and he wanted to tell Xuan Ming the good news.

Quickly rushing back to Qingmiao Peak, Xuan Ming hid in the room to practice, while Han Qing shouted outside: "Xuan Ming, I won the first match!"

Xuan Ming did not respond.

Han Qing sat down on the lawn: "I know this is not something to be happy about. Isn't it natural that I won the Qi refining period with my strength? But I am very sad that you didn't watch my game."

Xuan Ming said, "Go and see tomorrow."

After listening to it, Han was delighted: "You said it!"

After today's competition ended, he learned about today's competition from Luo Lin. Ning Susu was the only one of the four girls who advanced, and all the rest were cannon fodder. Three of the ten students in this year's fairy school survived, and Jia Hanqing was one of them.In the first year, all four Tianlinggen disciples stayed. Many people hoped that they would fight among themselves and kill each other first. Roy.

Luo Lin said: "Tomorrow only four people will be eliminated. The number of people in our sword-seeking conference is relatively small. In previous years, there were at least thirty people, and the other two sects have thirty people."

Han Qing snorted coldly: "You didn't do it yourself."

In the first year, four Heavenly Spirit Roots were accepted. In the second year, under Luo Lin's trickery, only four girls were accepted. In the third year, only ten were collected without him disturbing the water.

Luo Lin didn't want to get entangled in this topic, and revealed tomorrow's competition system in advance: "Tomorrow, we will start the competition in groups, and the five winners will advance to the next round, and the five losers will compete again. Choose one of them as your opponent."

Han Qing: "Wow, isn't the bye one unlucky? The five who can advance must be very strong."

Luo Lin: "That's why I came to discuss with you. Now most people think that the last six people must be you, Luo Yiyi and four people with celestial roots. I want you to abolish one person with celestial roots." disciple."

"Isn't it too exaggerated to use the word abolished?" He is not a gangster, "and the numbers are not random? The grouping is not up to me."

Luo Lin chuckled: "The numbers are random, and the grouping is done in secret, do you understand?"

Han Qing nodded: "Understood, the Kunlun faction is indeed insidious and cunning, full of tricks!"

Luo Lin supported her forehead: "Now is not the time for you to discredit my Great Kunlun, I just want you not to be as gentle as today."

Han Qing understood now: "You want me to cripple my opponent cruelly, leaving him helpless? What kind of grudge does he have against you?"

"Spreading rumors to smear you as my male favourite, is this hatred deep enough?" Luo Lin provoked Han Qing.

Han Qing clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "It's hateful! But... I don't want to be so cruel. It's just a competition. Friendship comes first and competition comes second."

Luo Lin helplessly patted Han Qing's head: "You have no friendship with them, only competition, understand? I'm exaggerating by using abolished, you just need to let your opponent lie on the bed for ten days and a half months."

Han Qing: "Black-box operation, Luo Lin, you just like to do this kind of thing, so can't you be more aboveboard? With my strength, no matter how I win, I can be upright, so why use those dirty tricks?"

Why did Luo Lin forget that Han Qing lived under Xing Luo, that idiot who was so upright and pedantic that he repeatedly laughed at him: "I like the feeling of being in control. If someone doesn't listen to me, I'll cripple him and make him go up." lesson."

Han Qing raised his hands innocently: "You can do it yourself, don't use me as a gun, I don't want to become a despicable person like you."

Luo Lin: "If you keep talking, I'll arrange for you to fight Ning Susu tomorrow!"

"Shameless!"

Luo Lin: "Do you want to cooperate?"

Han Qing always felt that Luo Lin was playing a big game of chess, and he was a chess piece in Luo Lin's hand, which Luo Lin used to destroy other chess pieces.

"Okay, but you have to tell me who it is that I want to destroy."

"Wang Dongming, the fire-attribute Tianlinggen, he hired a group of sailors on the Internet to spread rumors and smear you, and sent sailors to scold you every day, even my grandpa." Luo Lin gritted his teeth when he said that, "Curse you Forget it, dare to scold grandpa on my head? Abolish him!"

Han Qing said: "Isn't Xianmen not allowing you to access the Internet or communicate with the outside world, how did he hire the navy?"

Luo Lin replied: "He used to belong to Kaishuijun Company, and he has been in contact with the outside world in private. He is more cynical, hates you, hates me, hates Xuanming, and hates him better than him."

Han Qing tutted his tongue and said, "Sooner or later, this kind of person will take revenge on the society with his cultivation achievements!"