There was something wrong with my past life

In Jiangcheng in July, the sun was blazing, and there were only a few pedestrians on the streets in the afternoon.

Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian, two cheaters, used the excuse of going shopping to pick out clothes for the class graduation party in the evening, so they dragged Ning Ye out, who had been staying at home since returning from another world, and used the same method. For reasons, Dongfang Qingyue was pulled out.

Of course, in such hot weather, for Ning Ye and others who have already achieved success in spiritual practice, they will not feel much discomfort even if they are exposed to a sea of ​​fire, let alone being under the scorching sun.

After going out, Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian deliberately slowed down and fell behind. Looking at Dongfang Qingyue beside them, Ning Ye finally understood why two of them had become sworn brothers who had recently been addicted to games. Friends, you are suddenly so interested in things like shopping.

Well, these two scammers haven't given up yet, and they still want to bring themselves and Dongfang Qingyue together to achieve good things.

"Qingyue, how are you lately?"

Ning Ye, who was walking side by side on the road, turned around and asked.

It’s not that she can’t find a topic to talk about, but that Dongfang Qingyue’s behavior has been very abnormal for some reason recently. Although Ning Ye and she live under the same roof, they have not met each other in the past few days. I can count the number of slaps on my face, and every time I meet, I can only talk for a short time.

Ning Ye also asked two of her gay friends, and they both said that since returning from the other world, Dongfang Qingyue has been missing all day long, and even during the few meetings she has frowned, she looks worried. Heavy look.

"...Ah, I'm sorry, Ning Ye, were you talking to me just now?"

As if thinking about something, Dongfang Qingyue didn't pay attention to Ning Ye's words.

Ning Ye said, "It's nothing. I just see that Qingyue seems to have something on your mind recently, so I wanted to ask if there is anything we can do to help."

"No...it's okay."

She said it was okay, but her expression betrayed everything, but Ning Ye didn't ask any further questions.

In fact, he probably guessed the reason. Since it was like this after returning from another world, then something must have happened in the other world that affected her mood. And when she was in another world, the big thing that happened was nothing more than the appearance of her master, the sword master.

Then the answer is obvious...

Feed the sword with your body!

Ning Ye sighed softly. Although after waking up, he asked the sword master about the matter, but the sword master did not answer directly at that time, but played a side ball, and finally had no choice but to leave it alone.

He believed that Dongfang Qingyue had always known the truth, which was why he became so abnormal.

"Senior Daochu!"

Suddenly, Ning Ye heard someone calling her, and the voice seemed familiar.

Turning around, a young man with red hair as bright as fire was running towards here happily. It was Ning Ye who was still a newbie who knew nothing about power. When he entered his lover's home to survey the situation, The person I know is very good at playing with fire and talks about Yanri.

At that time, in front of this genuine practitioner, Ning Ye was mistakenly regarded as a boss by accident. It is really interesting to think about it now.

"Nanri, long time no see! How have you been lately?"

Meeting an old friend, Ning Ye also smiled and said hello.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Yanri nodded repeatedly: "I thought I was taking on a hard job, but I didn't expect to meet Senior Daochu here unexpectedly! Senior, your appearance has changed greatly now. If I hadn't remembered your aura, Senior, and there are still people around you, Senior With the sword-wielding elder and others present, I almost dared to step forward and recognize each other! But having said that, I heard that monks can reshape themselves and reshape their bodies when they break the pill and condense the infant. Senior, you must have achieved a big change in your appearance now. It's quite a breakthrough, I'm really gratified! Alas, it's very heartbreaking to say that I'm still stuck in the foundation building stage, let alone the Nascent Soul stage, even the formation of golden elixir is still far away. …”

He is indeed a chatterbox. His true nature is revealed when he opens his mouth. He talks eloquently and talks endlessly, with the momentum of talking about the whole world in one breath.

"Come on! I believe you can do it, Yanri!"

Seeing that the topic was becoming less and less nutritious, Ning Ye quickly interrupted and changed the subject: "What kind of hard work did you take on, Yan Ri?"

Yan Ri sighed and said with a sad face: "I don't know what those big shots think, but this session of the 'Ascension Conference' was actually held in a small place like Jiangcheng. This is a big pain for us little monks. In the city So many demon clans and monks poured in at once, and all sorts of troubles would arise from time to time, so it was up to us to mediate conflicts and wipe their butts."

"Ascension Conference? What is that?" Ning Ye asked in confusion.

He had been a little surprised before, why so many practitioners and strange monsters appeared on the streets of Jiangcheng, but he hadn't had time to ask Chu Ran and the others beside him.

Although most of these monsters and monks have hidden their figures and auras, and are invisible to ordinary people, Ning Ye's current cultivation level can naturally see through them at a glance.

"Senior Daochu, you don't even know this?"

Yan Ri became even more confused when he heard Ning Ye's question.

"Um... I really don't know. Is this conference very famous?"

Ning Ye felt a little ashamed. Although he was now one of the top monks in terms of cultivation, he still didn't understand some basic conditions in the cultivation world.

At this time, Nangong Ritian on the side explained: "Brother, the Immortal Ascension Conference is held every five years. It is jointly organized by the Dao League and the Demon League with the intention of friendly exchanges, so that the younger generation of monks from the two races can Here is a friendly exchange and discussion. In fact, to make it clear, the two alliances are just using the name of exchange to show off the combat prowess of their younger generations. The winner is smiling, and the loser is mmp!"

"Third brother, are you going to attend this Immortal Ascension Conference?" Ning Ye asked.

"Participate." Nangong Ritian said lightly: "It's very annoying to say it. There has been news in the family. I have to go and award the first place and say a few old words of encouragement."

"Awards?"

"Yes, in every Immortal Ascension Conference, the Demon Alliance and the Dao Alliance will bring out a few magic weapons to add to the prizes."

After some explanations, Ning Ye also had some understanding of the Immortal Ascension Conference, and said, "Speaking of which, I thought at first that Third Brother, you were going to attend the Immortal Ascension Conference, but I didn't expect that you were going to be an award guest. However, Third brother, why don’t you go to participate? Judging from the conditions, you should also meet the requirements to participate in the conference, and there are prizes and magic weapons to win."

"Brother is really joking. If I go to this Immortal Ascension Conference, wouldn't I be bullying others? Others don't have to play and just give me the first place. Of course, this is not the main reason. The most important ones are these. The magic weapon that can be used as a lucky draw, although the grade will naturally not be bad, but it will not be too good, it is nothing extraordinary, I really don’t like it.”

For Nangong Ritian, who was born in the Nangong family and was groomed as an heir, these magic weapons as lucky charms are indeed nothing and are completely despised.

However, how many monks in this world can be born like him? For the younger generation of monks, each of these magic weapons can be said to be a rare treasure. If they get it, they will probably wake up from their dreams in the middle of the night with laughter. .

So, comparing people to each other is really infuriating!

"Well, third brother, what you said seems to make sense."

Ning Ye thought about it for a while. If his third brother, who was a powerful Taoist, went to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference, it would really make the other contestants' mentality explode. The first place was firmly established.

Even if he doesn't participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference, Nangong Ritian is still the well-deserved uncrowned king of the younger generation.

"Brother, you are making rapid progress in your cultivation now. You have already reached the threshold of the realm of inquiry. If you go to participate in this Immortal Ascension Conference again, it will be pure bullying. Besides, eldest brother, you are now sitting on a treasure mountain. There is no shortage of magic weapons and so on. You can take them as you like. It’s countless times better to come up with a magic weapon than to make a lottery ticket, so there is no need to attend this kind of immortal meeting. Then I can just sit on it with Miss Qingyue and my third brother and take a look."

Having said this, Nangong Ritian paused for a moment, turned his attention to his second brother Chu Ran, and said in a seductive tone: "But second brother, you can participate in this Immortal Ascension Conference, and maybe you can get one if you work hard. The first place is back, wouldn’t it be great to see it come back?”

"Mmp! Don't even think about it! Don't think that I don't know what's going on in your mind!"

Chu Ran, who heard the third brother's suggestion, said calmly and decisively: "Do you think I am stupid? If I win the first place, wouldn't I be awarded the award by you, third brother, when I go on stage, and I will also be talked about by you as an ancestor. Just a word of encouragement, where does this leave me, the second brother, in trouble!"

Nangong Ritian sighed, and Chu Ran was indeed right. He had just made this plan, to stand up and sing as a serf, and have a good time in front of everyone's attention.

Xiao Jiujiu in his heart declared failure and had to give up.