Immortals come on the moon

The two disciples stood there, their bodies a little stiff, one of them turned pale with fright, and the hand holding the sword was still shaking.

Song Minhuan glanced back and asked them, "Can you tell me now why you don't want to go back and what are you doing in the dark pavilion?"

"There's been movement from here just now, someone will come over soon, let's go back first."

Song Minhuan turned around, took the two disciples back the same way, walked out of the two streets away from the dark pavilion, and then slowly relaxed a little.

He guessed: "You went back to save people?"

It is impossible to continue to go back to be a slave. Considering that these two disciples know each other, he guessed that there may be many disciples from their sect in the dark pavilion.

One of the disciples hesitated for a while and said, "My junior brother is still inside, they haven't been sold yet, and they are locked up on the third basement floor of the dark pavilion."

Once you open your mouth, it will be much easier to say later.They originally went out of the sect to practice, a group of dozens of people entered the formation by mistake in order to catch an evil spirit, and the formation sent them to the underground Chongguang City.

There are specially guarded monks outside the teleportation formation. They were arrested as soon as they arrived in the underground Chongguang City, and then sent to the dark pavilion to become slaves.

Not only them, they also saw many disciples in the dark pavilion who were mistakenly entered and teleported over like them. Their experiences were similar to theirs, and almost none of them could escape after entering.

Shen Yingxue: "The underground Chongguang City is close to the ghost world. This is a natural magic circle, and the four gates are the eyes of the circle."

Not only their monks can set up teleportation arrays here, but so can those evil spirits.They have set up teleportation arrays in many places, the purpose... is to catch disciples who have cultivated in various sects.

Song Minhuan asked: "About how many of you are still in there? That token can enter the place where disciples are detained on the third floor underground?"

One of the disciples nodded, "There are about 40 more disciples. There were more than these. Many died in the bloody battle, some were taken away by evil spirits, and some... died of illness in the dungeon."

As the disciple spoke, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked up, and he said to him: "We didn't want to involve you in the first place, it's not that we didn't believe you."

"But now... we have nothing to do. Please rescue them, they are all disciples of different sects like us, and staying in the dungeon will only lead to death."

"If you want to help us, let us do anything."

The disciple was about to kneel as he said that, Song Minhuan quickly supported him, "You don't have to do this, I will rescue them, but the secret hall is not a place that can be easily broken into, we need to plan carefully."

"I still have a companion, I will meet him tomorrow, and we will plan this matter when we meet tomorrow, how about it?"

Song Minhuan: "His name is Xu Wanqin, and he also belongs to Haoyue Peak. You should know each other?"

He decided to drag Xu Wanqin into the water, two people are better than him alone, don't give up tools for nothing.

"Senior Brother Xu?" The two disciples became excited, "Is what you said true? Senior Brother Xu is here too?"

Song Minhuan: "This is the competition method of the Sword Club. Since he participated in the Sword Club, he is naturally there. And we are still in a team. We will meet tomorrow and discuss this matter with him."

"If Senior Brother Xu is here, he will definitely be able to rescue those disciples."

The two disciples relaxed a little, "We were wrong before, are you a disciple of Tianxue Sect?"

Song Minhuan nodded, "Song Minhuan of Tianxuezong."

"This name sounds a little familiar," said a disciple. He didn't remember it, and he didn't struggle with it. "My name is Chen Yun, and this is my junior brother Fang Xin."

Song Minhuan walked back while chatting with them along the way, seemingly unintentionally asked: "Your brother Xu must have entered Haoyue Peak for some time, I heard that he entered your sect 15 years ago?"

"Who did you hear that from?" Chen Yun didn't take it seriously, and told him the truth, "Senior brother Xu joined our sect ten years ago. At that time, Tianzi was not very good, but he worked very hard."

There was obvious admiration in Chen Yun's eyes, "I have never seen anyone who works harder than Senior Brother Xu. As long as he is in our Haoyue Peak, there is no one who is not convinced by him."

"Regardless of the wind and rain, Senior Brother Xu has never missed a single day of sword practice. His self-control is very good... Not only that, but he is also very cruel to himself."

"He was poisoned when he was practicing before, and his entire arm was covered with poisonous powder. He didn't hesitate, and peeled off a layer of skin on his arm, which was bloody. At that time, I was dumbfounded."

"He worked so hard...to get to where he is now, and we're all very happy for him."

Song Minhuan listened thoughtfully and wrote down the time.This does not conflict with the time of Xu Wanqin of Ruoshuizong, the two may be the same person.

The lifespan of monks is much longer than that of ordinary people, and 15 years is only equivalent to three to five years in the ordinary world.

The three of them returned to the original courtyard, Song Minhuan said to the two of them: "Take a good rest today, and tomorrow we will go see your Senior Brother Xu together."

In fact, it was not long before dawn.Song Minhuan returned to another room, and the Fengshen Token in his palm glowed white, and the ranking inside changed again.

Now their team is still number one, Xu Wanqin got [-] points by himself, leaving Meng Qi and the others behind.Xu Wanqin's personal ranking is number one, and his ranking is now invisible.

Fortunately, the team was eliminated as a whole... Song Minhuan didn't know whether to call it a blessing or a curse.

The Fengshen Order only showed the top ten rankings, and he didn't see Zhuang Li's name in it, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

……

Zhuang Li's luck is not very good, the team he is in is from his own sect, and several of them had conflicts with him before.

Among them were Long Huafeng's disciples. These disciples had framed him in the sect, but the frame failed, and these disciples were backlashed instead.

These few disciples looked at him very disliked in the peak, and now they are in the same team as him, needless to say their attitude.

The disciple who saw him first looked disgusted, and said coldly, "It seems that we are unlucky, and we are grouped with Sao Baxing."

"Can the team be reorganized? I don't want to be with him."

"He has always provoked those evil spirits. With him, we will be very dangerous."

One of the disciples said: "Forget it, the team can't be reorganized. Let's keep an eye on him on the way. If it doesn't work, just throw him away."

When Zhuang Li heard these words, there was no expression on his face.He remembered what Brother Cheap said to him not to cause trouble, he just needs to get the first place and don't care about the rest.

"Where is this place? Let's find a way to get out first."

They were in a forest, surrounded by mist and white light everywhere, and there was not a single sound of silence.

"The teleportation array may not be able to teleport us into the city. We may be near the underground Chongguang City now, so we must first find a way to enter the city."

"The question is where do we go?"

After observing the environment for a while, Zhuang Li took the lead to leave the team. After he had gone a few steps, a paragraph of words appeared in the Fengshen Ling.There was a bright warning on it, and they could not leave the team for more than twelve hours.

He lowered his eyes for a while, the sword will have a rule, if one person in the team smashes the decree of the gods, then everyone will be deemed to have abstained.

If he wasn't there, these idiots would probably smash the Fengshen Order if they were in danger.

So he turned back again and stayed at the end of the line, turning a blind eye to the mocking and disgusting gazes, and stayed quietly in the line.

The other disciples obviously had the same idea. Since they came in, no one wanted to get the ranking, and they were also afraid that Zhuang Li would hurt them.

"There are four gates in the Underground Chongguang City. We don't know where they are, so choose the closest direction to go. See, this is on the mountain, let's go down the mountain first."

A group of people made up their minds, and they deliberately chose the opposite direction from Zhuangli's before.The two people in front led the way, and several other disciples followed behind.

Zhuang Li followed at the end, no one wanted to talk to him, and he was not interested in this group of people at all.If he could kill people with his hands, he wouldn't mind killing them all right here.

Whoever made these breaking rules, it was naturally his superior master.

In his opinion, these rules are completely burdensome and restrictive, and separate familiar disciples, he very much doubts that Shen Yingxue did it on purpose.

Shen Yingxue didn't like him staying with Brother Cheap.

A thick layer of shadow fell on Zhuang Li's drooping eyelashes, and the dark and thick eyes covered the violence and gloom.

His mind was twisted and sinister. It is undeniable that he may have misunderstood Shen Yingxue, but everything depends on the result. He felt that Shen Yingxue paid too much attention to his cheap senior brother recently, and then he separated from his senior brother in the sword club.

It was so hard to get... Want to take it away from him?

No, no one can.

"Wait, look what's ahead?"

Disciples screamed in front of them, the woods were shaking, and not far from them, a five-eyed ape-like animal was dormant in a tree.Its body was pitch black, its claws looked sharp and sharp, its eyes were red, and it was lying on the tree looking at them.

"This is a five-eyed ape, a level five evil spirit... who likes to prey on human monks, so don't act rashly."

"Before it notices us, move slowly and walk over slowly. Remember not to let it perceive fear, fear here will only arouse these evil bloodthirsty desires."

Even so, they all clenched their sabers tightly, their whole bodies tensed to the extreme, while watching the five-eyed ape out of the corner of their eyes, they moved slowly.

The corner of Zhuang Li's lips curled up into a sneer, it's because they sent themselves to death, so he can't be blamed.

I don't know how the Conferred God Order will be judged when the companions are torn apart by the evil spirits and it is too late to crush the Conferred God Order.

He stood still, watching the group of disciples pass under the tree where the five-eyed ape was.

At this moment, the air became extremely quiet, they did not dare to make a sound, and a layer of cold sweat broke out from behind each of them.When they were about to pass the tree, someone "clicked" and made a sound of crushing the branches under their feet.

At this moment, the leaves swayed, the five-eyed ape moved, and a black shadow rushed towards a disciple.

The disciple's face was pale, and he raised his sword subconsciously to fight. The moment he raised the sword, the sharp black claws instantly cut his throat.

Blood spewed out, the disciple still maintained a shocked expression on his face, his movements slowed down a little bit, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground slowly.

With a "bang", the disciple fell to the ground and lost his breath in a few moments.

"Taste the order—"

The eyes of another disciple next to him turned red instantly, and he raised his sword to chop off the five-eyed ape.The five-eyed ape paused for a while on the corpse, looked around the crowd, and then his eyes fell on the last Zhuang Li.

Zhuang Li wanted to watch the show at first, but he sensed an obvious killing intent. The moment the five-eyed ape disappeared in place, the black iron sword was unsheathed by two points.

The heavy coercion spread from the blade, the surrounding vegetation became still, and the fluctuation of spiritual power in the air also slowed down.

The silver-white sword light surged into the air, and a black shadow let out a scream.The five-eyed ape's body was split into two halves, and black blood splattered everywhere, quickly turning into black smoke and dissipating in the air.

The few disciples looked at Zhuang Li with a bad expression, they clearly realized the difference in strength.

A disciple was kneeling beside the dead disciple, and the disciple directly hugged the dead disciple and cried out, pinching the blood-stained lotus robe with his fingertips, his voice trembling.

Zhuang Li calculated the time, and this time he can be sure, if he was killed by Xie Chong before crushing the God Seal, then the team would not be eliminated.

When he raised his eyes, he met the gaze of the disciple who was kneeling on the ground. The disciple's eyes were red, staring at him as if he was looking at some evil spirit.

At this moment, he understood the other person's eyes.

The disciple was hating him, questioning why he wasn't the one who died, blaming him for being able to make a move but never making a move, and only after the dead.

He had seen this kind of look a lot, and he sneered in his heart, his eyes were cold.

Only incompetent scum can blame others for their mistakes.

This group of disciples repelled him even more seriously, and he could clearly feel that one of the disciples even whispered a "monster".

monster?Think he is cold and heartless?

It wasn't like this when this group of disciples framed him back then, so why should he be asked to save those who had killed him?Someone complained about the dead disciple. When he was imprisoned in the Demon Lock Valley and almost couldn't get out, who would have thought about him?

If he hadn't crawled out of the Demon Lock Valley with his last breath, he might be divided and eaten by the evil spirits in the Demon Lock Valley.

The road ahead was not smooth, they encountered a lot of evil spirits on the way, and the whole group suffered a lot of injuries, every time Zhuang Li got rid of the evil spirits before they were about to crush the decree of sealing the gods.

Those disciples looked at Zhuang Li with even more bitterness. They felt that Zhuang Li did it on purpose, deliberately wanting to hurt them, and they were very suspicious that these evil spirits were recruited by Zhuang Li.

They seemed to have forgotten that they insisted on taking the opposite path from Zhuang Li at first, but Zhuang Li didn't say anything, just followed behind them.

"No wonder no one in the sect is willing to talk to him. Who knows, Xian Jun and Senior Brother Song are really bad luck for eight lifetimes."

"Why does this kind of person still stay in the sect? It's a disaster for others. Maybe we will die in this Yin forest later."

"It's just that his senior brother is willing to talk to him. I don't know what method he used...or his senior brother is mentally ill."

"Maybe one day he will kill his senior brother."

Zhuang Li's face was indifferent, his whole body was gloomy, and the long sword was clenched tightly in his palm.

The disciple who spoke only saw a cold light, and there was a burning pain on his face instantly, and bright red blood overflowed in an instant.

"what are you doing!?"

The disciple screamed, eyes full of anger, staring at Zhuang Li and gritted his teeth: "Did I say something wrong!? You are a disaster star! Whoever touches you will die! Don't think we don't know, back then None of the disciples who were with you survived the trials inside the sect, and you did it all!"

"Before I was in the sect because of you, as long as few people get close to you, they will end well!"

"You evil-hearted evil spirit! Sooner or later you will kill everyone!!"

That disciple covered his face, resentment almost creeping out from his eyes, he said he was going to drag Zhuang Li, but was stopped by two disciples behind him.

"You can't beat him again, calm down!"

"Didn't you finish the mission? It's important to go to the city first."

Spit spit on the ground beside Zhuang Li's feet, and the disciple was still repeating "disaster", "evil spirit" and "broom star", and the more he said it, the worse it sounded.

Zhuang Li has heard many words like this since he was a child, but the phrase "will kill his senior brother" still made his mood fluctuate a little, and the veins in the hand holding the sword stood out.

He remembered the hatred he couldn't hide when he mentioned the Gate of Twelve Nights last time, and almost hurt that person.

The man didn't know yet, but he blamed himself extremely.

All the dark emotions in his heart were covered up, and when Zhuang Li raised his eyes, his usual indifference returned.

Several disciples comforted the excited disciple for a long time, and this wasted a lot of time. At night, they walked out of the dark forest.

What they arrived at was one of the two "repair doors". On the bronze door was carved a pattern of a six-armed Qingluan. There was a gold seal on Qingluan's forehead, and his eyes were cold and indifferent. Take the sky-breaking halberd.

Cultivating the door leads to life, and the living can enter, so they did not encounter any danger when entering the door.

After entering the door, what awaited them was the array that had been set up long ago.There are evil spirits guarding here, and the formation is just outside the door. When they are all there, they will be wiped out.

The formation is a spirit-binding formation, and after entering it, it will lose its spiritual power, and even the sharpest sword will become a piece of scrap iron. At the same time, it will also control their body shape, so that they cannot move in place.

Zhuang Li had noticed it the moment he stepped into the door, so he was not under the control of the formation, and he also had a spell to escape, so he escaped while those evil spirits were not paying attention.

Several disciples had expressions of grief and indignation on their faces. They were packed and taken away by Xie Chong, and Zhuang Li followed them all the way to a nine-storey square pavilion.

He followed the group of evil spirits to the third basement level of Fang Pavilion, where all the disciples of cultivating immortals were imprisoned. Many disciples showed sympathy and compassion on their faces when they saw newcomers.

Many of the disciples imprisoned inside had wounds on their bodies. Some had their eyes gouged out, some had sword marks all over their bodies, and some had limbs missing, making them look dying.

Zhuang Li was hiding behind a dungeon. He was thinking about how to rescue those trash when he suddenly heard a familiar voice from his disciples.

That disciple was the one who had just been scratched in the face by him.

"We have another companion. He escaped just now and should be in the dungeon now."

Zhuang Li sank a little bit, his luck has never been very good, just happened to meet some evil spirits from a family from the ghost world who came to pick slaves.That evil cultivation base was above him, so he was not invincible, but with other considerations, he didn't struggle much and was caught.

"It seems that the relationship between you is not very good," Xie Chong laughed, and threw Zhuang Li into a dungeon among the disciples.

The heavy iron door was closed behind them, Zhuang Li was wearing shackles on his wrists, his eyes were as dark as thick ink that could not be melted, and it was like two cold dry wells with no end in sight. coolness.

The disciple who complained was frightened by Zhuang Li's eyes, but he didn't show it. He still said sarcastically, "Since you're in a group with us, just stay well. What's the point of you going out alone."

it means--

Why only you can escape, you want to go out?We want to pull you down, we have to die together.

Zhuang Li rolled his eyelids, he didn't say anything, leaning against the dark brown mottled wall, his whole body melted into the shadows.

Then they quickly knew what this dungeon was doing.They are all slaves, some will be sold to the evil spirits in the ghost world, some will be sent to butcher shops as food, and some are special "blood fighting slaves".

They were tested for cultivation, and they were all assigned to the slaves of the blood fight. The disciple who came back from the first round broke an arm, fainted from the pain, and was thrown back into the dungeon by the evil spirit.

The thick bloody smell was pungent, and the blood soaked the clothes. Two disciples sewed the disciple's arm back in the dungeon. During the process, they found other injuries on the disciple's body. The shoulder was torn off by something. took a piece of meat.

Zhuang Li took a look and then looked away, listening to the discussion of several disciples, there was a faint sarcasm in his eyes.

"He was injured too badly, now crush the Fengshen Order and let him go back."

"But if he goes back...we're going to be eliminated."

As soon as these words came out, several disciples fell silent.

No one does not want to participate in the Sword Fair, which is held every five years. If they can get the ranking, it will have a great advantage for their future immortal journey.

No matter how high or low the cultivation base is, it is more or less a fluke, what if I can get the first place?Could she be as famous as Shen Yingxue was back then?

Even if they can't compare to Shen Yingxue, it would be an honor for them to go back in the top ten.

Everyone was silent for a while, and one of the disciples said: "I still have some wound medicine here, which should be enough for ten days. If it really doesn't work in a few days, it's not too late for us to send him back."

"Besides, he usually has a pretty good physique. Maybe he can get through it in two days. He won't be allowed to play in these two days."

Hei Pao said when he sent him over, although this disciple passed out, he won, so he will play again next time.If he is not allowed to play, it means that someone needs to be replaced among them.

Naturally, none of them were willing to play, and fighting slaves would not do any good, and would only result in injuries. Their eyes fell on Zhuang Li in the corner together.

"So, to be fair, let's vote."

One of the disciples glanced at Zhuang Li, "You can also participate, but if the result comes out, everyone will go, and you can't go back on your word."

Zhuang Li leaned against the wall and said in a cold voice, "Are you sure you want me to participate?"

"Whether you like to come or not, if you don't come, you will lose one vote. At that time, if it's your turn to play, you have to go."

Zhuang Li came out from the shadows, a few slips of paper with the serial numbers of each of them written, and the last disciple counted the votes, and Zhuang Li was the most.

Everyone voted for him.

This is what is called fairness.

When the black robe came again, Zhuang Li walked out of the dungeon door in shackles. The moment he went out, he heard the whispered words of several disciples behind him.

"It's better to die on stage."

"If he dies, it will be our turn next."

"He is sensible, I hope he can survive, I don't know if he is really dead... Will Xianjun accept disciples again."

Those voices gradually faded away, and the heavy shackles collided together to make a dull sound, and the black robe said to him: "There are no rules, and bloody fights until one party loses consciousness."

After speaking, others appeared on the stage.

The whole body of the black long sword is dark, and the ink-stained sword pattern reveals a gloomy look, as if the icy coldness and violence glimpsed in hell are displayed.The long sword hit the ground, and the boy holding the sword was like a ghost crawling out of the gap.

The evil creature on the opposite side lost its breath after only two moves.

There was deafening applause from the audience, and Zhuang Li raised his sword and left.

The night was dark and boundless, when the disciples in the dungeon saw him come back, they all had some surprises and deep fear in their eyes.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the darkness.

"Kill them."

The long sword was still bleeding, and the blood was still hot.The cloud and the moon cover the sky tightly, and the faint begging for mercy in the dungeon is gradually covered up.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-3020:00:21~2021-03-3122:11:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Taoyao;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Taoyao;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：47723001、楠颜无霜、天黑请借鉴晚安10瓶；佛系6瓶；墨墨迹迹3瓶；进击的金子1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!