Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

I was not blocked on the way back, but the fog had re-emerged, and driving in a vast expanse of whiteness was still frightening.After an unknown amount of time, the carriage finally drove away from the mist, and the sky and the earth gradually moved closer to the original hue. The reins tightly held by the groom were soaked in sweat, and he let out a sigh of relief, looking forward.

The sky in the distance is gray-blue, and in this not-clear blue, there is a touch of color that is particularly abrupt, transitioning from gray-blue to yellow, and then to red, and there is no sunset glow there, the color of that sky is Directly below is the place of catastrophe in the entire world - Guiyuan.

The groom turned his head and glanced at the carriage behind him. Yu Sheng remained silent all the way, and the groom was always a little scared, as if he was the only one on the road.

The groom cleared his throat: "Sect Leader, in half a day we will arrive at Guiyuan."

After waiting for a while without a response, the groom turned his head resentfully and continued driving.

In the car, Yu Sheng was still staring at the sword.

The sword has been scabbard, no matter what is strange on it, it is impossible to check it, this is the only thing that Shige left in the sect.Yu Sheng lowered his eyes, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

The other thing is that pond, the crucian carp that has all returned to the west from hunger.

As long as he throws away the sword, his ridiculously stupid senior brother can completely sever ties with Huanqi Palace. This is also the statement of the elders, which shows that they have given up defending the senior brother, no matter whether he was coaxed by the demons Or is it really related to the demons.

Yu Sheng's eyes turned cold, but the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

This is Huanqi Palace, a place where you can live or die if you want to.In the entire sect, no one defended his senior brother at all, and everything was just a few false wailings after the extermination—even though he, who had a problem with his senior brother, felt strange about this matter.

Only people like his senior brother would try to influence sentient beings here, they are pitifully stupid.

Yu Sheng hung the sword on his waist, opened the curtain and looked out.

The car has already driven to the periphery of Guiyuan, and thousands of years have not repaired the scars here. The earth is gradually cracking, and red light shines through the dark cracks, and all the cracks converge to the same place, where, as if Like hell, black and red rays of light shine out from the huge rift, the crack seems to reach the horizon, and the surging black air can be vaguely seen spreading on the wall of the abyss.

The carriage was walking on the cracked ground, as insignificant as a black ant.

Going forward, the wheels are about to sink into the cracks in the ground. The groom was about to speak, but when he turned around, he saw Yu Sheng jumped out of the car neatly, and landed lightly on his toes. Suddenly, a golden magic circle appeared on the ground, rippling in ripples. , This is the seal set by the abbot master who passed away thousands of years ago, which can resist the indescribable black energy at the bottom of the abyss.

With the Bugou sword pinned to his waist, Yu Sheng walked towards the center of Guiyuan alone, and there were human footprints hidden on the ground.The abbot's seal can only suppress the black air, and cannot work on anything else. If you accidentally step on the wrong foot and fall into the ghost abyss, the black air at the bottom of the abyss can instantly swallow up the living beings without even their souls left, so here Gradually it became an incinerator, and some sects even imposed cruel punishments. Those who made mistakes would be brought here and thrown down, and they would fall into eternal doom.

After a while, he stopped by the abyss. Thousands of years of wear and tear had turned this place from a crack into a rift, and the black air at the bottom of the abyss surged.

He lightly stroked the sword at his waist with his hand: Senior Brother's sword was thrown down instead of Senior Brother, and the next one to be thrown down...was me?

The howling wind passed through the abyss, and the sound of the wind resounded through the entire ghost abyss like ten thousand ghosts crying together.

He tucked his sword into his cuffs, and the hem of his clothes fluttered with the tail of his high hair. The stones rolled down by the edge of the abyss, and he stood on the edge, his figure precarious.

After a while, the groom heard footsteps and raised his head, and saw Yu Sheng came back, and the sword pinned to his waist was gone.The groom's eyes flashed brightly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said happily: "Master, are you done?"

"Well, let's go." Yu Sheng glanced at him calmly, and got back into the car.

A large group of people stood in the dark on the square of Huanqi Palace.

Hundreds of disciples from the outer sect crowded together in a mess, their gray and white uniforms made them look like a flock of noisy pigeons in the square.

Dozens of white-clothed inner sect disciples sat on rows of chairs around them, looking haughty.

On the steps, the First Elder frowned and looked down, with an impatient expression: "Hurry up, are you finished?"

Among the crowd, two inner disciples were handing out a stack of small wooden cards with numbers to the outer disciples.Disciples, you fight over each other, it's so lively.But Xi Feiluan was mixed in the crowd and was dizzy.

"Here, yours." A disciple handed him the wooden sign.

"Hurry up, find someone to form a team by yourself, go up in order of number, and after a while, hand over the board to the registered disciples over there for registration!" Seeing the chaos here, the elder walked down the steps impatiently Take command.

Xi Feiluan silently withdrew his face back into the crowd, when someone pulled him, he turned his head, it was the disciple who asked him to form a team outside the hall that day.

"Come here quickly, I specially asked for a higher number, let's go up early so that we can compete earlier." The disciple's eyes were as bright as a fox's.

Go up to the competition earlier, if you can defeat the contestant neatly, maybe you can attract the attention of the elders, and then the position of the inner gate will be at your fingertips?The abacus in the disciple's heart was clattering.

"Oh, but why haven't you seen the head come over for a long time?" The disciple stretched his neck and watched for a long time, with unwillingness and apprehension on his face.

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Xi Feiluan thought that he also wanted to know, he had been sweeping the ground for eight or nine days, but he hadn't found his junior at the entrance of the meeting hall.

"You sweep the floor all day, when do you usually practice swords?" The disciple stood for a while, not knowing what to think of, and then looked at him a few times, with scrutiny and speculation in his eyes: "Actually, you don't want to participate in this internal selection either." Right? Well, I haven't practiced swords for a long time..."

Xi Feiluan tilted his head and didn't speak. He felt that this junior brother obviously wanted to participate.

"You mean the head?" A disciple next to him heard the voice, leaned over and shouted: "The head has been away for more than ten days, right?"

Xi Feiluan:? ? ?

"Hey, isn't the master here? Then only the elders will preside over the internal election of this sect this year?"

"Hush..." A disciple touched the speaking disciple and winked, and the disciple immediately fell silent.

The Great Elder walked past them and snorted coldly.

After the cards were distributed, the Great Elder stood in front of the crowd with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over these outer disciples, and the disciples immediately became a group of shut-up quails, huddled together and no one dared to make a sound.

The Great Elder spoke slowly, and his voice was full of disdain: "Your sect master brothers don't like to meddle in affairs, and only care about showing face everywhere. As the Great Elder, I naturally have to take up the burden of this sect. Let's start the competition."

Xi Feiluan, who was squeezed in the crowd, raised his eyes, and felt that what the elder described was not like what his junior brother usually likes to do.

The great elder turned around and walked to the seat on the steps to sit down, waved his hand, and a disciple immediately shouted: "The disciple who draws No. [-] will bring his opponent to the stage—"

The crowd was crowded for a while, two disciples walked out, and one of them held up a sign with "one" written on it.

With the sound of a big drum beside the stage, the competition began.

The content of the competition is naturally a martial arts contest, the outcome is up to the two disciples in the group to decide for themselves, usually they fight until the opponent admits defeat, but their lives must not be harmed.

Everyone in the audience was watching the competition lively, Xi Feiluan was not interested in the comparison test at all, he looked left and right, the second elder and the third elder did not come, and none of the direct disciples under his knees came to see the competition, only inner disciples and outer disciples The disciples gathered together.But even so, Xi Feiluan couldn't immediately make up a set of identities for himself to confuse him.

It seems that we still have to slip, anyway, the younger brother is not here!

Xi Feiluan found the gap and was about to go out, when a hand caught him in time.He looked up, and the disciple who asked him to form a team was looking at him eagerly: "What's wrong, are you in a hurry?"

"no no……"

"Then let's go." The disciple excitedly waved the small wooden sign with "弍" in his hand: "We'll be here soon."

"!" Xi Feiluan raised his head in horror. The previous group of opponents on the stage had already left, and the stage was empty. Everyone was staring at this side, waiting for them.