Fu Luan

In the following seven days, it will be a battle for the ranking of each cultivation realm.

Le Wuyan only followed Xu Youming to watch a high-level monk competition in the early stage of Mahayana. There were less than a hundred people in total, and the fight was naturally fierce. In Le Wuyan's eyes, it was nothing but mediocrity.

He used to have a higher level of cultivation than these people, and even broke through the tribulation in that illusion. Looking back at these monks' competitions in the early Mahayana period, he didn't realize it, let alone learned something from it.

But there is one thing that makes Le Wuyan feel strange: "Why are there nearly a hundred monks in the early stage of Mahayana, but in the middle stage there are only less than 30 monks?"

Xu Youming explained: "Every time a realm breaks through, there is a possibility of falling. The more you go up, the more difficult it is. After the cultivation level reaches above the refining level, even if it is a small realm breakthrough, if you are a little careless, you will fall. It takes hundreds of years for high-level monks to practice in each small realm. Simple retreat practice is not enough. They often need to go out to find opportunities and hone their bodies. They may encounter countless risks on the way and may fall at any time. .”

Le Wuyan blinked, but he had never encountered such a thing. In his previous life, he retreated every few decades, and he was able to break through smoothly.

"The Immortal Venerable seemed to be out looking for opportunities back then, and he almost fell in an accident, so he landed at the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain?" Le Wuyan recalled what Xu Youming said before, and couldn't help but sigh. difficult.

Although he felt that Xu Youming, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Venerable, should not lose his life casually.

Xu Youming said calmly: "Everything in the world has a cause and a relationship. It should be so, and it will be so."

Le Wuyan laughed after hearing this, so Xu Youming was destined to fall at the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain and be picked up by him.

Everything is predestined.

After all the battles for rankings are over, a heavenly banquet will be held on the main island. The various sects will take the opportunity to connect and socialize, and it will also give a group of monks who shine in the competition a chance to show off.

However, due to the evil spirit's cultivation, this Heaven's Grace Banquet seems to be covered with a layer of gloom. Although it is also a golden bottle and a jade cup, and the guests are like clouds, most of the people I see are preoccupied. These days, there are frequent chaos outside. There are constant frictions between sect monks, and there are not a few people who take the opportunity to make troubles. If there are not these leading elders of the big sects who are in charge, I am afraid that there will be big troubles.

Even so, the Heaven's Grace Banquet had to be held, the peace on the surface had to be maintained, and no matter what, entering the semi-immortal realm could not be hindered.

The top [-] monks in each cultivation realm were invited to attend this day's grace banquet. Le Wuyan was not with the other Golden Core monks, and it is estimated that those people would not want to see him either.

He sat with Xu Youming for a while as a Taoist couple, and brought Qin Ziyu along to join in the fun, adding a seat beside them.

Just sat down, Xie Shigu called them over there, and motioned to Qin Ziyu: "Little Peony, come here, there is still space on my side, don't squeeze next to Immortal Ming Zhi and his wife."

Xie Shigu didn't bring his Taoist companion this time, he was indeed the only one after the wine case.

Le Wuyan said displeased: "It's not a relative, so why let Xiao Mudan sit with you?"

Xie Shigu ignored him, narrowed his eyes and only looked at Qin Ziyu, waiting for him to make a decision.

Qin Ziyu shook his head and declined.

Xie Shigu's eyes were slightly cold, Qin Ziyu stopped looking at him, and the person over there finally looked away after a while.

Le Wuyan cursed "what?" Xu Youming beside him poured him a glass of wine and patted the back of his hand.

Le Wuyan was quickly distracted. Seeing that Yu Weiqiu had been following the Venerable Huaiyuan all the time, he was as honest as a quail, and asked Xu Youming curiously: "Nephew Yu entered the top [-] in the establishment of the foundation?" , your senior brother should feel quite honorable, right?"

Xu Youming also took a look at Yu Weiqiu, and said, "Senior brother expects more from him than that."

"That has to be done slowly," Le Wuyan said, "His aptitude is not the best, but it's not bad. If your senior brother can reach the Nascent Soul before his ascension, he will be protected by your senior brother's disciples and grandchildren later on." , the future will definitely not be bad.”

Xu Youming said "um", and did not continue this topic.

Le Wuyan turned his head and asked Qin Ziyu: "Little Peony, how is Master Nephew Yu?"

Qin Ziyu said: "Brother Yu is very nice."

Le Wuyan smiled: "Do you like it?"

Qin Ziyu: "..."

Le Wuyan smiled and sighed: "He's a nice person but he doesn't like him. Why are you so brain-dead? It seems that Nephew Yu really has no chance at all?"

Qin Ziyu toasted him with a toast: "Madam, have a drink."

Le Wuyan raised his chin: "Okay, let me meddle in my own business."

Afterwards, the banquet continued, with staggered toasts and cups, which seemed to be a joyous experience, but there were also discordant voices.

The lord of the Diancang Sect and the head of the Jingyin Sect almost fought each other. At first it was just a quarrel, but in the end, the anger of both sides could not be suppressed. If they were not held back by other elders, I am afraid that this day's grace banquet would not be enough. Get smashed by them.

The cause is naturally the evil cultivator's matter. Diancangzong, Tianluomen and Jingyinmen have already torn their faces. During this period of time, some disciples of their respective sects died at the hands of the evil demon cultivator. They even accused the other party of colluding with Xie Moxiu.

A few words disagree, and there is a posture of fighting.

Le Wuyan watched the fun casually, and his eyes fell on Duan Kun, the patriarch of the Ruyi Sect.

Although this person is on the same side as Kagamine Gate, his words don't mean to share the same hatred with the enemy. On the contrary, there is a hint of fighting. It seems to persuade a fight, but in fact, every sentence seems to add fuel to the fire.

"The suzerain of the Ruyi sect is definitely weird." Le Wuyan whispered.

Xu Youming glanced coldly, not interested.

Le Wuyan was actually not very interested, he lowered his head and continued to drink after seeing the excitement.

When the remnant souls in the soul-nourishing pouch in the Qiankun bag began to slam into each other, he moved his brows slightly, and put his fingers on them lightly.

Xu Youming tilted his head and asked him, "What?"

Le Wuyan didn't want to talk about it here, she was already full and asked Xu Youming, "Can I go first?"

Xu Youming nodded: "Yes."

Le Wuyan turned to Qin Ziyu and said, "Little Peony, I have to take a step ahead with the Immortal Venerable. You don't want to go alone. If you want to go back, you can go with Nephew Yu and the others later."

Qin Ziyu complied obediently.

After leaving Tianen Temple, Xu Youming asked Le Wuyan whether to go back to Zixiao Island or go elsewhere.

Le Wuyan hesitated for a while and said: "Look around, you take me like last time, I choose the place myself."

Xu Youming stopped talking and took him into the clouds.

The big competition is coming to an end, and with the frequent appearance of evil spirits, the islands are no longer as crowded as before, and they are much more depressed.

The two of them turned around and almost looked at the thousands of islands, but they still couldn't find anything that Le Wuyan was satisfied with.

"If it doesn't work here, let's look elsewhere instead of going back to the sect." Xu Youming said, even if Le Wuyan didn't say anything, he knew what Le Wuyan was looking for.

Le Wuyan was a little discouraged: "The Xinghe Islands are already a rare place with good geomantic omen."

If he looks for it elsewhere, he doesn't know when he will find it. He must fuse the remnant soul of his parents with the two monks of Genshan Sword Sect as soon as possible, and send them into reincarnation. It will have to be delayed for another three years, and his parents may not be able to wait.

After turning around and returning to the vicinity of the main island, Le Wuyan wanted to say forget it and go back first, but when his sight fell on a very inconspicuous small island near the main island, he suddenly stopped.

The island is only about a few miles in radius, and it is covered by mountains and forests. It can only be seen as a small dot on the clouds, and if you don't pay attention, it will pass directly by.

But when Le Wuyan looked over, he seemed to sense that the remnant soul in the soul-raising bag had moved again, and he immediately motioned to Xu Youming, "Let's go there and have a look."

Before evening, Qin Ziyu came down from His Highness Tianen and walked to the pier alone. There were people coming and going on the island at this point, and he planned to go back to Zixiao Island without waiting for Yu Weiqiu to join him.

But unfortunately, as soon as he arrived at the pier, a spiritual ship in front was already full of monks and left, and he was the only one left on the pier.

Qin Ziyu didn't care, this is the main island, there will be a group of spirit ships coming every quarter of an hour, and the sky is not dark yet.

When the cool wind blew, he subconsciously sneezed, and suddenly felt a chill hit his back, his heart trembled, and he immediately became alert, the sword was already in his hand, and he stabbed backward, but the sword was caught between two fingers blade.

Qin Ziyu was startled, and looked at the person in front of him.

Xie Shigu looked at him coldly: "Didn't your Immortal Venerable and Madam remind you not to act alone at this time, and not to be alone? Who can stop you with your little three-legged kung fu?"

Returning to his senses, Qin Ziyu put his sword back into its sheath, and asked him in a low voice, "Why is the lord here?"

Xie Shigu's tone was still bad: "Why are you here alone?"

Qin Ziyu couldn't help but frowned: "...I don't need to explain this to the leader, do I?"

Xie Shigu made a sudden move and clasped one of his wrists forcefully.

Qin Ziyu was startled, and wanted to pull his hand back, but was held tightly by the other party, unable to move: "You let go..."

"You don't take your own safety seriously, do you? Think about dying and then die, and reincarnate in a more talented body in the next life? You don't know that those demon cultivators will swallow your soul?" Xie Shigu said coldly question him.

Qin Ziyu wanted to argue, but Xie Shigu's words became more intense: "Someone has been reincarnated for hundreds of lives and can't give birth to a spiritual root. You are much luckier than him. It doesn't matter if the spiritual root is weaker. There is always a way to strengthen the root, but People who don’t have nothing just don’t have one, and creating something out of nothing is even more difficult than reaching the sky, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with? What right do you have to despise yourself?”

Listening to Xie Shigu's inexplicable reprimand, Qin Ziyu felt uncomfortable for a while, and his eyes gradually turned red: "I haven't, I have never disliked myself, I don't know what the leader is talking about."

Xie Shigu stared at him, the color of his eyes kept changing, and finally let go of his hand, as if discouraged, ironic and self-deprecating: "You are not him, how could you be him."

After landing, Le Wuyan looked around. This small island was deserted. I'm afraid that there was no experimentation before. Perhaps some people came here to practice occasionally, but most of the time no one set foot on it.

But the feng shui here is very good, the aura is abundant, and the location is just right, in the most suitable position.

Casting spells in this place is the most suitable place he can find so far.

Xu Youming asked him, "How?"

Le Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not bad, let's stay here, let's go back to the main island first."

It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, he planned to wait until midnight tonight, and then come to settle this matter, so as not to delay the night and dream.

The small island here is very close to the main island, so the two of them decided not to go back to Zixiao Island. They found an inn on the main island and stayed here temporarily for one night.

The main island is much more lively, and the streets and alleys are still brightly lit after nightfall.

Le Wuyan bought some talisman papers in a small shop, and when he went out, he saw Xu Youming standing under the carved lamp in the porch waiting for him. When he looked over, there was a soft light in his pupils, as if even his expression had changed. A little softer.

Seeing Xu Youming like this, Le Wuyan couldn't help laughing.

Xu Youming asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

Le Wuyan: "When did the immortal look at others with such eyes?"

Xu Youming said: "No."

"I don't believe it," Le Wuyan clicked his tongue, "I asked you before, did you treat your former Taoist partner with tenderness, consideration, and meticulous care? Do you still remember how you answered me?"

Xu Youming didn't say a word, and Le Wuyan smiled: "You said, you should treat Taoist companions like this, why did you change your mouth now?"

"You say yes." Seeing that he had finished shopping, Xu Youming turned around and walked forward.

Le Wuyan followed up with a smile: "The Immortal Venerable just ran away if he couldn't say it?"

Le Wuyan poked Xu Youming's back with his finger, and continued to tease: "Don't deny it, I know you will never forget your old relationship with your ex-dao couple, I won't be jealous with you, you don't have to lie to me."

Xu Youming finally stopped and turned to look at him, as if helpless: "Is it fun?"

Le Wuyan dragged his voice: "Yaoyao..."

The next moment Xu Youming bent down and hugged him with both hands.

Le Wuyan was taken aback, and quickly put his arms around his neck: "What are you doing, I'm fine, this is still on the street, and everyone is watching."

Xu Youming walked forward with him in his arms: "Do you care about other people's eyes?"

Le Wuyan: "You say I have a thick skin?" Xu Youming: "Isn't it?"

Le Wuyan muttered: "You don't have to be so direct, you are my husband, can't you show me some face?"

Xu Youming: "It's just the two of us, what face do we need?"

Le Wuyan snorted softly. Others said he was eloquent, but the only person he couldn't say was Xu Youming.

Xu Youming hugged him tightly, and continued to walk forward, slowly retreating along the street lights, dragging shadows behind them.

Le Wuyan let it go, leaned close to Xu Youming's ear, and lowered his voice: "I'm just kidding you, I'm just a little worried."

Xu Youming: "What are you worried about?"

Le Wuyan said: "... I am worried that these are all fake now, and you are fake too."

Xu Youming's eyes were slightly condensed, he lowered his head, and his lips brushed lightly between his brows.

"Not confident?" Xu Youming asked, "During the competition stage, it doesn't mean that others can't be overconfident, but except you?"

Le Wuyan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again: "Well, pretend I didn't say anything."

In fact, it was only occasionally, he did feel worried, afraid that one day he would wake up and find that everything in front of him was fake, and Xu Youming in front of him was also fake.

"Well," Xu Youming said warmly, "I'm here, don't worry."