He was a model in the world of self-cultivation in his last life.

[Um. ]

Weishengyu confirmed Jiuli's guess.

Looking back now, there are actually many things that can be traced.

Not to mention anything else, just because the teleportation order from Xiaoyao Shrine allows ten people to enter at a time, Mo Feiheng wasted four places, which is unreasonable.

In fact, as far as Wei Shengyu knew, Mo Feiheng had already selected four guards who were at the peak of Void Refining, and wanted to suppress their cultivation and walk with them.

But after seeing the three of Xiao Chen, Mo Feiheng withdrew his staff.

At that time, he didn't tell Wei Shengyu the reason for doing this, he only said that he had his own intention.

Wei Shengyu kept his trust in him and didn't ask any questions.

And in the final stage, facing the wind beast at the peak of the Mahayana, it is unreasonable for them to be unscathed with low cultivation. To protect them; he also used his body to bear the aftermath of the explosion, and fell down the stone steps...

Obviously, whether it was the removal of the guards, or negligence in the battle, or even the joke-like tone when he inadvertently brought up the past in the cave, they were all for the same purpose.

This purpose is obviously related to "Yunxiao".

Although Wei Shengyu didn't know what it was, he secretly disagreed with Mo Feiheng's actions.

Could Feiheng be too risky.

He is gambling.

When betting on the moment of life and death, "Yun Xiao" will choose to expose himself and save him.

Wei Shengyu understands better that Mo Feiheng's reason for taking every step of the way and trying to figure out all the traps is ultimately because he has no confidence in "Yunxiao".

——What kind of choice "Yun Xiao" will make, he is not sure at all.

Good thing...

Wei Shengyu looked at Mo Feiheng who was playing chess with Chen Xiao leisurely, and sighed in his heart.

Mo Feiheng has achieved his goal, that is luck.

As for other things, it's useless for onlookers to see emotional matters clearly, Wei Shengyu doesn't intend to interfere.

Seeing the master took out the Danshu Yujian to look at, Jiuli looked at the two players who were playing chess.

Halfway through the game, Chen Xiao showed his true nature again.

He was looking straight at Mo Feiheng with his chin propped up, his eyes wishing to stick to him.

Mo Feiheng turned a blind eye to his gaze, made himself a pot of tea between chess games, and completely regarded his opponent as a tool for placing chess pieces.

Jiuli watched and couldn't help scratching his ears.

When Gu Changling saw it, he knew that he was a little uncomfortable, so he couldn't help laughing.

[looks good? ]

[Um?What? ]

Jiuli came back to his senses and turned to look at him.

Gu Changling glanced at Chen Xiao, [It's not because of his appearance, what do you keep looking at him for? ]

Jiuli understood, and couldn't help but cast him a blank stare.

[Let me see what is the difference between him and the Xiao Chen I know. ]

Gu Changling raised his eyebrows, [What do you see? ]

[The difference is that - there is absolutely nothing in common! ! ! ]

[There is no trace of "Xiao Chen".

From temperament to appearance, temperament, and even breath, even a strand of hair is different.After meeting this young master Qingtian, I finally know what the highest state of disguise is!That is—creating something out of nothing! ]

Jiuli looked admiring.

[Compared to Xiaobai's camouflage function, no, he doesn't even have the qualifications to talk about skills. ]

[...That's because you have little knowledge. ]

It was the first time for Gu Changling to see him admire someone so much, and he felt a little uncomfortable, and the sound transmission also had a bit of obscure emotion.

Jiuli sneered secretly, thinking that he had no name or distinction, and he started to eat it.

WTF.

But he didn't show it on the surface, he pretended to be very interested, and asked curiously: [Could it be that you have seen a better disguise? ]

[Um. ]

Gu Changling didn't have any unnecessary descriptions, such a light and fluffy word made Jiuli believe that he was not talking nonsense, but something real.

[Who are you talking about, do I know it? ]

Jiuli was really curious now, and said with great interest.

Gu Changling laughed, [You guess. ]

Jiuli: "..."

Jiuli sneered, [I guess you are a big-headed ghost. ]

Gu Changling's eyes wandered for a moment, and he stopped talking.

Jiu Li glanced at him, wondering why he looked so guilty, when he heard Mo Feiheng speak.

He lost the patience to play against Chen Xiao.

In fact, it's better to say that he is playing chess with Chen Xiao than playing chess. This guy's mind is not on the chess game at all.

After making another move, Mo Feiheng finished drinking a cup of tea, seeing that he was still staring at him, not intending to make a move at all, so Mo Feiheng simply didn't feel wronged and played with him.

He put down his teacup and said, "You said before that the inheritance of Beiming Sandao's guardian is the Xiaoyao Shrine. Is this news true or false?"

Chen Xiao threw away the chess piece in his hand, and said without answering: "Why don't you tell me, Heng'er, how did you find out my identity, huh?"

Mo Feiheng answered very simply.

"India and wind."

He said a name, smiled and said: "After all, we have joined hands for a long time, no matter how we pretend to be, there will be flaws to be found. Besides, he helped you to 'take care' of Haotianzong, and he worked hard. If I turn a blind eye, I will not let Mr. Chen Xiao down." What is the Lord's will?"

Mo Feiheng borrowed the word "care" from Chen Xiao, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

Chen Xiao laughed and said, "So that's the case."

As the top three sects, Haotianzong has stood in Qingtian Continent for nearly 20 years, and its power can be imagined.

As long as Yin Hefeng reveals a little clue, Mo Feiheng can easily peel off the cocoon and find out his relationship with Qingtian Trading Company.

In this way, it is clear which side "Yun Xiao" is from.

Perhaps Mo Feiheng didn't know at that time that he was the young master of Qingtian Trading Company, but...

But at this time, "Xiao Chen" took the initiative to deliver it to the door.

One came from the small world of Haotian, and the other happened to be in seclusion for more than 50 years and has not walked on the mainland. It would be strange if Heng could not guess his real identity.

Mo Feiheng tapped the chessboard with the chess pieces between his fingers, signaling to Chen Xiao that it's your turn.

Chen Xiao laughed, and said as he sat down, "You know, what is the purpose of the three Beiming sects holding the Artifact Refining Competition every 50 years?"

"Ok?"

Could Feiheng never have thought about this question before.

After all, such big competitions are too common in the Continent of Comprehension.

Although the three sects of Beiming are relatively safe, they are not truly secluded from the world. The Artifact Refining Competition every 50 years is the opportunity for them to open to the outside world.

Whether it is for the ambition of "Three Islands of Beiming, Lord of All Weapons", or for exchanging resources with mainland sects, it is not only reasonable, but also imperative to hold a grand competition.

If such a competition is not held to select talents and allocate resources, it will be abnormal.

But Chen Xiao mentioned it on purpose, not for nothing.

Could it be that Heng found a blind spot after thinking about it for a while, he frowned and said: "If I remember correctly, the Beiming Artifact Refining Competition will be [-] days away."

Chen Xiao smiled knowingly, his Heng'er was really smart, and he hit the nail on the head.

He said, "That's it."

"Ten thousand years ago, the Beiming Secret Realm collapsed and merged with Qingtian Continent to form the Beiming Sea.

Under the siege and killing of the upper three sects, the Jiang family of the clan gnawed off this piece of fat with their own strength, and founded the Artifact Refining Sect.

Since they established the sect, they have held the Artifact Refining Competition, which lasted for ten thousand years.And the time when they held the Grand Competition was when the Xiaoyao Shrine opened.

Could this be a coincidence? "

This is of course no coincidence.

but……

After Mo Feiheng thought deeply, he still shook his head.

"The big competition in 50 years is because the Secret Realm of Artifact Refining and Inheritance is opened every 50 years as a reward. The reasons given by the three Beiming sects are sufficient and reasonable, which is not enough to prove it.

What's more, after ten thousand years, Xiaoyao Jinggong is still a land without an owner. "

In 1 years, no matter how big the Beiming Sea is, it is enough for the three Beiming sects to explore every drop of seawater in the Beiming Sea.

Where is it their turn to pick up the leaks.

If they really knew about Xiaoyao Jinggong, why didn't they take it for themselves?

This makes no sense.

Chen Xiao said with a smile: "If you knew the true purpose of this Artifact Refining Competition, you wouldn't think so."

Mo Feiheng: "Let's listen."

Chen Xiao whetted his appetite, but refused to speak.

The fox's eyes were bent, and he said with a smile: "Say yes, what is Heng'er going to exchange?"

Could it be that he couldn't fall into his tricks, so he dropped his hand and calmly reminded him: "I have already given it, my majestic young master, do you still want to deny it?"

Chen Xiao: "..."

Chen Xiao followed suit, unwilling to say: "This news is the top secret of the three Beiming sects. Once it is leaked, it will shake the entire continent. I won't reveal it to idlers, but if Heng'er wants to know, just let me know." There is a small price to pay. I will know everything and say everything.”

Mo Feiheng smiled, "You don't have to say it."

Chen Xiao: "..."

Seeing his aggrieved appearance, Jiuli felt happy, and secretly applauded his uncle, and then smiled and said: "Brother Xiao, I don't know the news, what is the price?"

Chen Xiao turned back to look at him, and said with a loving face: "I'm not in seniority, nephew Jiuli should call me uncle."

Jiuli didn't reply.

This uncle is not just a matter of title.

If he really changed his mind, Chen Xiao would be satisfied, but it would make Mo Feiheng unhappy.

If Xiao Chen and Mo Feiheng used to compete, Jiu Li would not have to think twice.

But now Chen Xiao, the young master of Qingtian Trading Company, and the uncle who takes good care of his master, don't need to hesitate at all, okay?

When Mo Feiheng saw this, a sincere smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He said with a smile: "Master Chen Xiao, please don't bully the younger generation. You are talking about friendship with my father, and you are still my elder. I should call you uncle."

He was in a good mood, and Chen Xiao couldn't help but deepen his smile.

He winked at Mo Feiheng and said, "Although I prefer Heng'er to call me brother, but if Heng'er likes to call me uncle, I can—"

"To shut up."

Mo Feiheng stopped the yellow waste pouring out of his mouth before he could speak more bluntly.

Chen Xiao chuckled, looking at him with hooks in his eyes.

Looking around, Jiuli felt that his decision to interrupt was extremely wrong, so he silently shut his mouth and decided to be a quiet tool man.

On the contrary, Chen Xiao was in a good mood, and took the initiative to say: "Everyone knows that the top [-] in the Beiming Grand Competition can not only get rich resource rewards, but also be famous in the mainland. It seems that no one has ever cared about the losers of the Grand Competition. What kind of fate will you face?"

His words were full of deep meaning, and several people couldn't help frowning in thought.

Mu Chuanliu didn't have a heart, and he didn't bother to bother about these conspiracies.

But seeing that in the silence, including his senior brother, the faces of several people became more and more unsightly, Mu Chuanliu couldn't help wondering: "What can we face? They won't all be killed, right?"

Everyone looked at him suddenly, Mu Chuanliu's scalp went numb.

"I, did I say something wrong?"

Mu Chuanliu was at a loss.

Chen Xiao laughed and said: "No, you are right, very right."

"Ah? No way!"

Mu Chuanliu was astonished, and subconsciously denied it.

He was just talking nonsense just now, but now he got Chen Xiao's affirmation, and instead started to think seriously.

Mu Chuanliu also read the information given by "Xiao Chen".

Although it is only a few words, there is still a record of the biggest event in Beiming Qiandao - the Artifact Refining Competition held every 50 years.

He frowned and said, "It's not just people from Beiming Sea Island who are defeated in the competition. Not to mention those casual cultivators, even our Haotian Sect and other sects have people participating in the election every time, and there are not a few people who lose the election. Beiming The three sects really dare to do that, not to mention hiding it for 1 years, even 100 years."

"So they have high means."

Chen Xiao didn't get angry when he was opposed, he was still smiling.

Although he didn't have any sincerity when interacting with these young people, but getting along with each other was quite pleasant.

What's more, Mo Feiheng liked these juniors very much, so Chen Xiao was willing to continue to get along so easily.

He looked at Mo Feiheng and said, "Let's not talk about it, Heng'er might as well think about it carefully, how many Qifeng disciples who participated in the Artifact Refining Competition of Haotianzong in the past 300 years are still alive today. Huh?"

Mo Feiheng thought as he said.

Although he resigned from the surname "Haotian", he has lived for three hundred years and has been the young suzerain for nearly 200 years.Not to mention that he knows everything about the sect, but he knows everything that should be known.

In the past, it was fine if there was no doubt, but now that he investigates deeply, Mo Feiheng is suddenly startled.

He looked at Chen Xiao desperately, so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Chen Xiao sighed lightly: "There is no one out of ten, right?"

"Heng'er, as far as I know, there are soul refining pools like this," Chen Xiao pointed at the top of the mountain, "There are no less than a thousand of them in the three Beiming sects. Tell me, how do these soul stones come from? "

There is no need for Chen Xiaoming to say, the answer is already obvious.

Mo Feiheng frowned, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

Closing his eyes, he managed to suppress the anger in his heart, and calmly said: "They all died after the Artifact Refining Competition, and less than [-]% of them died in Beiming Sea. Just based on your one-sided words, it's not enough."

When he said that, he believed Chen Xiao's "one-sided words".

Chen Xiao smiled and nodded between his brows, "Since I dare to say it, there is naturally evidence to win the trust of the world and make Beiming Sanzong unable to turn over."

Mo Feiheng asked: "What is it?"

Chen Xiao knew very well that he regarded the sect as his own responsibility, which weighed more than his life, so he stopped joking and teasing him, and directly presented his evidence.

"Does Heng'er recognize this thing?"

Of course Mo Feiheng recognized it, and because of it, his brows frowned even tighter.

"This is the entry order for the Artifact Refining Competition."

He took this ordinary-looking black iron token from Chen Xiao's hand, checked it carefully with his spiritual sense, and found nothing wrong.

He didn't waste time on what he wasn't good at, and asked directly: "What's wrong with it?"

Before Chen Xiao could speak, Gu Changling suddenly said, "Master, can you let me have a look?"

Mo Feiheng was a little surprised, but he simply handed over the entry order to Gu Changling.

The black chess pieces held by Chen Xiao's fingertips tapped his temples one after another. After Gu Changling looked at them, he said with great interest, "Nephew Changling, what do you see?"

Gu Changling put the token on the stone table, and calmly stated his discovery.

"Soul-inducing curse."

Everyone was shocked, and then they all showed sudden expressions.

Soul Inducing Curse, the name is too straightforward, and it also explains a lot of things.

It's just that Jiuli is still puzzled.

"Is there anything special about this spell? Why hasn't anyone found out that there is something wrong with the competition order for so many years, and Master Mo didn't see it just now."

When Gu Changling looked at it just now, he also looked at it with his spiritual sense, and he also found nothing abnormal.

Regarding this point, apart from Chen Xiao who knows the truth, probably only Gu Changling can answer.

So Mo Feiheng and the others looked at Gu Changling questioningly like Jiuli.

Chen Xiao clicked his tongue, a little dissatisfied.

Forget it for others, why didn't even Xiao Heng come to ask him, but asked a young boy for help.

Could it be that he is more reliable than this little cub who lived in double digits?

Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention.

Gu Changling didn't take care of his emotions, and replied directly: "The soul-attracting curse is not placed on the competition order. This black iron order is just a medium. Its refining method is also very ordinary, but a little unusual refining material is added. That's all."

"what?"

Jiuli heard anxiously and asked.

Gu Changling raised his hand and patted him on the head, signaling him to be calm and calm, and he didn't pretend to be a secret, and said: "It's the blood of the soul worm king."

This thing sounded familiar, and Jiuli vaguely remembered where he had seen related records, and when he subconsciously recalled it, Mu Chuanliu couldn't wait to ask.

"Soul Insect King? What kind of monster is this?"

"This is it."

Gu Changling took out something from the storage ring.

A black lacquered rock mixed with red streaks, no bigger than a palm.

But it is not the soul stone!

Chen Xiao laughed when he saw it, "I said, why didn't I see you for a while, the soul stones in the soul refining pool sank."

There were so many less soul stones in the magma of the soul refining pool at the foot of the mountain, Chen Xiao naturally noticed it.

He guessed that after he and Mo Feiheng disappeared, other people salvaged the soul refining pool.

The only thing I didn't expect was that in the end, this kid was told to sit back and enjoy his success.

Gu Changling didn't feel embarrassed at all.

He saw that although Jiuli checked the soul stone with his spiritual sense, he still couldn't help staring at the soul stone with wide eyes, with a curious look on his face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He said: "Soul worms can only be captured with the power of the soul, and they cannot be seen by ordinary consciousness."

Hearing what he said, Jiuli suddenly realized.

"Ah, I remembered!"

He said: "You are talking about soul-eating worms! This is the main medicine of the earth-level chaotic soul pill and the sky-level meteor pill!"

Speaking of this soul worm, Jiuli is more familiar with another nickname for him—soul-eating worm.

One word difference, the feeling is completely different.

This soul worm is a parasite, and the parasite is very, very special - the soul of a monk!

It is a natural enemy that interacts with the soul and feeds on the soul.

Just by looking at this generation condition, one can know how rare soul worms are.

Needless to say, how important a monk's spirit is, he must try his best to get rid of any distracting thoughts, let alone the growth of bugs.

Therefore, only mass graves and battlefields, where ghosts linger, can give birth to this thing.

Obviously, Soul Refining Pond also meets such conditions.

Moreover, it can nourish this special monster insect better than a natural dead place.

Wei Shengyu had already used the power of his soul to see clearly the chrysalis with a human face and an insect body curled up in the soul stone.Hearing Jiuli's words, his serious face softened, and he praised: "Tu'er is right."

Jiuli smiled at him, then looked at Gu Changling and said, "Since you need the power of the soul to see it, how do you know that there are soul worms inside?"

Gu Changling put away the soul stone, and said lightly: "Just think about it with your brain and you will know."

"..." Jiuli narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Are you saying I have no brains?"

Seeing them bickering after only three sentences in such a tense atmosphere, Wei Shengyu felt amused in his heart, and a little smile appeared on his face.

He reminded Jiuli: "Disciple, the quality of the soul stone is determined by the strength of the monk's soul, once it is condensed, it will be finalized."

"Master is saying that they kept so many soul stones and didn't use them for refining. They are raising soul worms. No, more precisely, they are cultivating soul worm kings. Isn't that right?"

Just now, Jiuli was habitually teasing Gu Changling, without using his clever mind.

Now after hearing what Wei Shengyu said, he immediately understood.

Wei Shengyu nodded.

Reminiscent of the soul-inducing curse that uses the blood of the soul king worm as the medium, this purpose is not difficult to guess.

Gu Changling pointed to the soul-refining pool at the foot of the mountain, and added: "The magma in this soul-refining pool also has some tricks. It is the nourishment for soul insects. In fact, it should be called the soul-raising pool."

Compared with refining the soul of a cultivator, the magma pool below is more for raising soul worms.

Mu Chuanliu glanced down, and couldn't help shivering.

Chen Xiao said that there are thousands of soul refining pools in the three sects of Beiming. Since they want to refine the souls of monks, it is natural to collect souls.

And the forbidden technique drawn on the competition order must be the means to draw the soul to the soul refining pool after the refiner's death.

After thinking this through, he only felt a chill.

Who would have thought that participating in a competition—a large-scale competition with a continent-wide nature—would have put a shackle on one's soul.

Cultivators above the level of God Transformation are fine. After death, monks below the level of Soul Transformation could have been reincarnated as human beings, but just like this, people cut off the cycle of reincarnation.

They even have to be refined into soul stones and become materials for refining weapons...

How vicious!

Not only him, but others also thought of it.

Even Wei Shengyu, who was indifferent by nature, couldn't help showing a look of disgust, and said coldly: "With such a cause and effect, they dare to mess with it, no different from demon cultivators!"

Mo Feiheng thought of something deeper.

He said in a deep voice: "This is not an ordinary sin, as long as the disciples of the three Beiming sects are bound to suffer from karma. It stands to reason that with such karma and karma, the disciples of the three Beiming sects may not even be able to survive the foundation-building calamity." But, not to mention ascending to immortality. But..."

"However, they not only practiced the tribulation like ordinary orthodox monks, but in the past 140 years, there have been [-] three ascended monks. Well, counting, there are six more people than your Haotianzong."

Chen Xiao finished what he hadn't finished.

And he knew much more than Mo Feiheng.

Slowly, he put down the black stones next to the white stones in his hand.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of Luozi, he said with a smile: "What's even better is that none of the three Beiming sects has a loose immortal. That is to say, if they don't succeed, they will surely perish. But..."

Chen Xiao looked at Mo Feiheng, "As far as I know, in the past [-] years, the three Beiming sects have unfortunately fallen in the Ascension Tribulation, but only a few people."

Mo Feiheng clenched Bai Zi in his hand, his eyes darkened.

What is it, that under the catastrophe of the monk's transcendence and ascension, he was able to hide such a heinous sin engraved in his bones, blood and soul, even the way of heaven was deceived.

Mo Feiheng was inexplicably terrified, but his thoughts were extremely clear and calm.

While thinking about it, he twitched his eyebrows and thought of something.

Mo Feiheng said: "If I remember correctly, the last monk they ascended was 500 years ago. As for the three Beiming sects, there is more than one peak monk who should be robbed?"

He looked at Chen Xiao with a questioning expression.

Chen Xiao nodded, with a little smile in his fox eyes, and counted: "The three sects add up, and there are a total of 12 people who have subconsciously cultivated in the tribulation stage, including two in the early stage of the tribulation, one in the middle stage, none in the later stage, and none in the peak stage. There are nine of them. Three of them are about to be struck by lightning as soon as the disaster is imminent. Isn’t it interesting?”

"..."

Mo Feiheng took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He looked directly at Chen Xiao and asked, "What are you going to do? What do you want?"

Chen Xiao grinned, "What does Heng'er think?"

Mo Feiheng pursed his lips and fell silent.

On the top of the mountain, it suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was thinking, only Mu Chuanliu blinked, looking at this and then that, doubting life for the first time.

... Is he actually the lowest IQ among the friends?

and so……

What the hell are they talking about!

Mu Chuanliu scratched his head, but in the oppressive atmosphere, he followed the crowd and kept silent, not daring to reveal his intelligence.

Fortunately, he has a senior brother who always keeps him in mind even if he hears shocking secrets, who kindly explained his doubts.

Lu Xingchen looked at the dejected Mu Chuanliu, and raised his hand to stroke his head.

Mu Chuanliu raised his head, revealing a pair of aggrieved and ashamed eyes.

[Brother... what are you talking about? ]

Mu Chuanliu pursed his mouth, and poured out the words that were stuck in his throat.

[Soul-inducing curse, soul-refining pool, soul-refining stone.

I have almost understood the methods used by the three Beiming sects to murder the weapon refiner.

These people are burdened with such a big cause and effect, and they can still practice ascension. There must be some powerful magic weapon—maybe it is the fairy weapon that the three treasures of the three sect towns combined into one in the legend—helped them deceive the sky. , Let them do a lot of evil, but they don't have to go through the thunder and lightning calamity like the demon cultivators.

and then?

Why do you suddenly talk about the power of crossing the catastrophe?

And Master Mo asked Brother Xiao, no, what does Young Master Chen Xiao mean?

Why are they suddenly silent?Could it be that Young Master Chen is mainly doing something important?What is the matter? ! ]

The words that were blocked in the throat poured out all at once, and Kikawa-ryu finally felt comfortable.

He let out a breath silently, feeling sorry for him.

Listening to Chen Xiao Mo Feiheng's words is really exhausting, he is indeed a man who can be the son of the young master and the suzerain.

Excellent, farewell.

Lu Xingchen saw his expression in his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of smiles.

If it wasn't too inappropriate, he must have laughed at this time.

Not teasing, of course, but that soft, gentle laugh that loves.

Lu Xingchen held his hand, and the sound transmission was persuasive.

[Little brother, have you ever thought that once such an evil thing is exposed, not to mention the entire continent will be against it, and the law of heaven will not tolerate him.The three sects of Beiming must have kept this secret tightly.

And they did, keeping it well hidden for 1 years.

Why was it that at this moment, the people from Qingtian Trading Company discovered the clues, and even got conclusive evidence? ]

[what? ]

Mu Chuanliu really didn't think about this issue.

Lu Xingchen said again:

[They use the blood of the soul worm king to smelt into the competition order. After the participating refiners recognize the master of the competition order with blood, they can use the soul-attracting spell to take away their souls when the refiners fall. Practice into a soul stone.

But these soul stones are not used to refine weapons, but to raise soul worms.

So again and again, you said that the three Beiming sects have worked hard and planned for thousands of years, why?

Or rather, what did they get? ]

[? ? ? ]

Mu Chuanliu only felt a cloud of doubts unresolved, and a bunch of new questions were stuffed in his mind.

That's right, the three sects of Beiming held a grand competition to draw souls and cultivate them into soul stones to raise soul worms; but the purpose of raising soul worms was to snatch the souls of monks, which formed a closed cycle.

So what did the Beiming Sanzong get from it?

Or, is there something that is worth their troubles?

Following this line of thought, Mu Chuanliu's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said excitedly: "It must be because of the immortal artifact!" ]

Seeing that he had figured it out, Lu Xingchen smiled.

He rubbed Mu Chuanliu's head, and said: [More precisely, it is for ascension. ]

Mu Chuanliu frowned in disgust, [Brother, what do you think they are planning? ]

He really didn't understand what those people were thinking.

[Isn't everyone practicing for ascension?

Good people are easy to rise, but bad people are difficult to rise because of karma. Why can't you be a good person, but why do you want to do all the bad things?

Look at people like Beiming Sanzong.

They rely on fairy artifacts to deceive the sky, and they want to try every means to murder monks to raise this shit fairy artifact.

Hmph, this fairy weapon can't let them break through from a little Qi training monk to a great power to cross the tribulation in one go, right?

Isn't it necessary to accumulate aura, comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, and cultivate spiritual realm and state of mind like us?

Can the fairy artifact save them from a catastrophe?

Can't!

Calculated in this way, doesn't it mean that they put in as much energy as us, but they have to worry about it every day, for fear of being discovered by the Dao of Heaven, and they live like thieves. ]

Having said that, Mu Chuanliu once again issued a soul torture.

[So, what are they planning? ]

"Push."

Lu Xingchen really couldn't bear it this time.

Everyone looked at him, Lu Xingchen simply stopped hiding and rubbed Mu Chuanliu's head vigorously, with a smile all over his face.

"You."

The pampering tone was full of praise and admiration.

It's rare to see Lu Xingchen showing such emotion, Jiuli blinked his eyes, and said curiously: "What did Brother Chuanliu say, it made your senior brother so happy."

Mu Chuanliu was already blushing because of his senior brother, but when he heard Jiuli's words, he immediately became angry from embarrassment.

He glared at Jiuli ferociously, "What are you coaxing, I just told the truth!"

"Haha, tell me the truth, let me hear it."

Jiuli laughed and joked.

Several elders were also quite indulgent, looking at them with a smile.

Mu Chuanliu didn't think there was anything difficult to say, so he told them the emotion he had just said.

After hearing this, everyone felt complicated.

Mo Feiheng smiled and sighed: "Shortcuts often lead to a dead end, but unfortunately, they are not as transparent as Senior Nephew Chuanliu, and they are far less courageous than you."

The three Beiming sects are also full of talents, how could no one have figured out the powerful relationship among them?

It's just that if you're stuck in the trap, you don't have great willpower, courage, or justice. How can you cut off such cause and effect, abandon all vested interests, and get out of the quagmire?

Mu Chuanliu blushed from the praise.

He coughed, then changed the subject and said, "Master, you said that no one of them has ascended for 500 years, and the great power of crossing the catastrophe who is going to respond to the catastrophe also hides and dare not come out. Could it be that their immortal weapon is broken?" ?”

Saying that, Mu Chuanliu couldn't help being happy.

It is really a joyful thing for evil to be rewarded with evil!

Lu Xingchen shook his head and laughed, and said: "It's certain that something went wrong, but they obviously haven't given up. Presumably, it's because they intensified their efforts and were too impatient that they showed their whereabouts and let Qingtian Trading Company discover this secret that has been hidden for thousands of years. ?”

Chen Xiao nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, that's right."

The Artifact Refining Competition has been held for ten thousand years, and there have been no bad rumors. It is because the three Beiming sects have chosen their goals well and have enough patience.

First of all, the three sects of Beiming have always praised the winners of the competition.

Not only are they generous, the resources they reward are very generous, and they don't hesitate to give young refiners the opportunity to make their mark.

For example, compiling the list of refining masters, holding special auctions for the winners, etc., made them famous.

——This is also the most important reason why this competition has endured for a long time and is highly respected by all the refiners in the continent.

And those refiners who lost the election can only be dimmed under the light of the winners.

They will become more and more inconspicuous among their peers, and gradually disappear from the public.

Even if they fell halfway, no one would care, let alone suspect their death, there is such a horrible conspiracy.

As for the hundred winning refiners, after the big competition, when the Beiming Sanzong reclaimed their tokens, they would erase the soul-attracting spells on their participation orders.

Because these outstanding children, even if they fall, the family master will probably preserve their spirits and try to find a chance for them.

Naturally not a good candidate.

Furthermore, it is their exquisite soul-taking method.

Soul worms are extremely rare monsters.

The refining masters participating in the competition are all younger generations, if they hadn't been backed by Xiaobai's huge knowledge reserve like Jiuli and Gu Changling;

Or, like Mo Feiheng and Wei Shengyu, the second generation of repairs with extremely deep backgrounds, even if they put soul worms in front of them, they might not recognize them.

Not to mention recognizing the blood of the Soul Insect King smelted into the black iron.

In fact, the three sects of Beiming used mental calculations without intentions, even if Gu Changling could easily recognize the soul insect blood, [-]% of them would have to admit it.

After all, that token is useless except for being a competition voucher.

An ordinary lump of iron is not even considered a magic weapon.

Who cares?

For no reason, who would doubt that the entry order is weird?

With these two lines of defense, Beiming Sanzong also set up a third and most critical line of defense.

That is - wait.

Those refiners have already entered the list of gods of death. As long as they wait patiently for their natural fall, their deaths will have nothing to do with the three sects of Beiming.

Even if someone finds out that the soul of the fallen monk has disappeared and the cycle of reincarnation has been broken, ten, fifty, or even a hundred years have passed before the Dabi, it will not be the responsibility of the three Beiming sects.

Even if they don't collect enough souls, they can still attack the down-and-out refiners who participated in the previous rounds.

In the world of comprehension, people die every day, and no one cares.

Therefore, the layout of the three Beiming sects is really exquisite, and it is not an exaggeration to call it seamless.

If it wasn't for the error of their ascension, which made them mess up, especially in the past hundred years, they have hunted and killed the refining masters who have the competition order.

The Qingtian Commercial Firm, which claims to have eyes and ears all over the Qingtian Continent, may not be able to discover this secret that has been hidden for thousands of years.

Jiuli let out a long sigh, "It's really the Skynet that is so extensive, it's sparse but not leaky."

After feeling emotional, he looked at Mo Feiheng, then at Chen Xiao, and said with a smile: "Whether Xiaoyao Shrine is the inheritance place of the three Beiming sects or not, it must be of great significance to the three Beiming sects. We emptied the Xiaoyao Shrine." Palace, they will find out about this by the end of the Artifact Refining Competition at the latest. So... is Young Master Chen Xiao planning to act first?"

"uh-huh."

Chen Xiao's fox eyes twitched, neither admitting nor denying it.

Mo Feiheng looked at him and said, "If you want to do something, you have to wipe them out completely."

"This is not an easy task. No matter how powerful Ren Qingtian Trading Company is, if the three Beiming sects fight back with all their strength, you will have to pay a lot.