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Qiao Wan was not in a hurry to go to Lu Bihan to ask for the evil-killing sword manual. The main reason was that after thinking for a long time, he didn’t know what attitude to use to face it. He heard that Mu Xiaoxiao was imprisoned in the dungeon of the Discipline Hall and was waiting for him. The trial in front of the practitioners would be held after the conference was over, and Lu Bihan supported his sick body and went to see it several times.

Compared with this, after this series of events, the fellow initiates meeting is finally about to begin.

The injury on her arm was taken care of by Mrs. Cen, and she managed to recover by 20 to 30%.

The beautiful woman sighed softly:

"The fellow practitioners meeting will start soon. Why is your hand so injured?"

"Excuse me, madam." Grabbing the sword on the table, Qiao Wan jumped down from the chair a little uncomfortable, "It's okay, just take care of it."

And this...face...

The second half of the sentence was swallowed back by Mrs. Cen. Half of Qiao Wan's face was scraped away by the sword energy, and there were scars everywhere. She looked a bit ferocious, but she was still there. As Qiao Wan said, you can still take care of yourself.

Qiao Wan's solution to this half-disfigured face was to turn the bone into a shield, raise her hand and use half of the bone to buckle it.

The day of the start of the fellow practitioners association soon came. The competition was not held in Kunshan, but two hundred miles east of Kunshan.

In other words, the rumors about the fairy palace that suddenly appeared in the world are all true.

The "Fellow Association Venue" has been tidied up by the disciples of the Kunshan Sect. It is clean and has many seats arranged.

The scene at the Kunshan Fellowship Association was much larger than the Three Religions Conference, with flying magic weapons like clouds in the sky.

The method of this competition is also very simple. Each sect sends its disciples into the Immortal Palace to compete for the genius treasures inside. Finally, they come out to make a summary and decide the winner. Afterwards, all the things brought out belong to each sect. .

It can be regarded as a wasteland-opening competition.

Early in the morning that day, the elders of each family began to drag their juniors and give them patient instructions.

"In this fairy palace, various sects have already gone in to investigate. There is not much danger. You can just go ahead and do it. The teleportation circle has also been laid out in four directions. Even if you are injured, Mrs. Cen will still be there. Fairy Suni and Fairy Qixia are taking care of me.”

Qiao Wan bumped into Keats after politely rejecting a group of gossip disciples who were curious about what was going on with the Demon Emperor Princess.

"Anyway, don't worry, just give it a try." Keats smiled and patted Qiao Wan on the shoulder, "Just do it and it'll be done."

"And..." The monk in front of him asked curiously: "What happened to the Demon Emperor and Princess?"

"I asked the Master, but I didn't expect that the Master didn't know about this either."

Qiao Wan was stunned: "Senior, do you know?"

When she thought that Master Miaofa knew about this, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed and numb. Fortunately, when she turned around, Jun Caiwei tilted her head again and waved to Qiao Wan with a smile.

"Brother Niu, come on, come on, here."

Qiao Wan walked to the man obediently and glanced at him: "Where is Gannan?"

"You mean Eel." Jun Caiwei shook her fan and sighed, "Eel is also a disciple of Qingyang Academy. He has gone to Qingyang Academy a long time ago."

With a glance, Qiao Wan motioned for Qiao Wan to look towards the square formation of Qingyang Academy. In the eye-catching green, a group of Confucianism boys and girls wearing blue robes were smiling and pulling Gan Nan to ask questions.

Surrounded by a group of senior brothers and sisters who loved him closely and lovingly, the young man had a red face, his head lowered, and his two thumb-sized dragon horns were a little red.

Looks around again.

The phalanx of Chongde Ancient Garden is also ready, led by Bai Shanhu and Meng Canglang. Qi Feidao, a farmer wearing straw sandals, is talking to Fang Lingqing, but Fang Lingqing keeps looking in the direction of Buping Academy. .

However, the gap between Chongde Ancient Garden and Buping Academy is not that big at the moment. Chongde Ancient Garden can be sent in front, but Buping Academy can only squeeze in behind.

As the headmaster of Buping Academy, he learned the lesson from the ghost market. Qiao Wan, or Lu Cixian, thought for a moment and said, "You don't need to bring any treasures when you go in this time. It's better to be cautious." ."

Wang Ruyi: "Listen to you! Listen to you!"

Chaotianling was led by Xie Xingzhi, whom he had not seen for a long time. The young man had black hair and dark temples, and stern eyebrows. Standing among a group of disciples, he looked even more elegant.

Here, Qiao Wan also saw Yunyan Immortal Mansion, which he had rarely seen before.

Yunyan Immortal Mansion is indeed a sect dominated by female cultivators. Each one has a mist-haired servant girl with flying clothes. Each one is dressed like a fairy in an ancient painting. She is also holding a flower basket in her hand. When she smiles, she looks like a fairy. A string of silver bells, wherever they passed, the fragrant wind was lingering and flowers were fluttering, making the rough sect members who had never seen the world blush one after another.

The leader of the palace, Gongsun Bingzi, stepped forward with a smile and exchanged greetings with the principals of Kunshan, Qingyang, and Dabeiya. The remaining disciples smiled and stood beside the Lu family's phalanx.

The Lu family is the Lu family in the north. Together with the Cen family and the Xiao family, they are called the three major families. As for the Cen family where Cen Er lives, it can barely be regarded as a branch of the Cen family.

Lu Pihan was also born in the Lu family, but he was not the main sect of the Lu family. Lu Pihan's branch was wiped out by the Blue-Eyed Evil Buddha, and he was the only one left in the family, so he was adopted and raised by the main family.

Although he learned from Kunshan, this time, Lu Bihan still stood in the square formation of the Lu family, tilting his head and saying something to the head of the Lu family with a pale face.

After a brief exchange of greetings, the top management of Kunshan delivered a speech, representatives of Confucian and Buddhist cultivators from Dabei Cliff of Qingyang Academy spoke, Xie Xingzhi, the representative of outstanding disciples, delivered a speech, and the referee delivered a speech. Finally, on the high platform, Ma Huaizhen turned his wheelchair When I walked out, with a rare smile and joy on my face, I skillfully began to speak in an official tone and read my speech.

"Thank you for your willingness to attend this Kunshan fellow practitioners meeting today..."

Qiao Wan silently looked away.

It seems that this leadership speech is indeed a fine tradition that has been passed down from ancient to modern times at home and abroad.

When Ma Huaizhen finally finished speaking, he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

The venue, which was originally buzzing, suddenly became quiet.

After turning his head to signal the ANBU disciples on his left and right to open the secret realm, Ma Huaizhen stepped aside.

As soon as the secret realm was opened, the disciples of each sect stepped in and were teleported to the southeast, northwest and northwest by the huge teleportation array at the door.

As soon as Qiao Wan stood firm, a silent curse suddenly came from beside her.

"Where is this place?"

This familiar voice...

Qiao Wan hesitated for a moment, walked over quickly, pushed aside the bushes in front of her, and saw Xiao Sui standing not far away with a gloomy face.

The moment their eyes met, Xiao Sui caught a glimpse of the bone-white mask. Xiao Sui's eyes widened, he jumped three feet high, and took a few steps back. His expression was as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

"Why is it you?!"

"Are you sick from wearing this thing?!"

Qiao Wan glanced at him calmly.

At this time, there was some movement in the bushes behind me.

Fang Lingqing pushed aside the bushes and walked out with a confused look on her face: "There is clearly a sound here..."

After catching a glimpse of Qiao Wan and Xiao Sui, he was stunned.

"Qiao... Wan?" After his eyes wandered around the two of them, he became strangely silent, with a look of doubt on life, "Are there any from the Xiao family?"

Why are they assigned to Qiao Wan and the Xiao family?

This is not Lu Cixian’s cheating Taoist companion... No, isn’t this the Demon Emperor’s... princess?

There is also Xiao Sui from the Xiao family, who is arrogant and domineering.

Fang Lingqing was not willing to mess with either of these two teammates.

Especially Qiao Wan...

The confused young man Fang Lingqing pondered silently, what if he and Qiao Wan got too close and Lu Cixian misunderstood that he wanted to pry into the corner?

But now there are only three of them in this place.

The three "good friends" with ulterior motives were silent for a moment, and finally Xiao Sui sneered, pulled out the knife on his body, "Let's go."

"Find someone first, then break up the team when the time comes."

The young master of the Xiao family, who has always been inhumane, rarely spoke human words. It seemed that he had been taught a calm lesson by his own father.

"Okay." This was Qiao Wan with an expressionless face.

"Okay." This is Fang Lingqing.

If Xiao Jingzhou hadn't given him a tough lesson, Xiao Sui would have thought that he would have chopped Qiao Wan up here while no one was paying attention. Who knows what kind of poison Qiao Wan gave his father. Instead of caring about what happened at the beginning, his father gave him and his eldest brother a **** education.

The education of the Xiao family has always been non-verbal. Even now, the injury on his body was still hurting. Xiao Sui twitched the muscles at the corner of his mouth and tried his best to suppress it.

It was Xiao Sui's weapon that made Qiao Wan look slightly sideways.

They are two knives.

It seems that he is using the dual-sword style. Unexpectedly, the young master of the Xiao family’s magical weapon is actually the dual-sword style.

After each looking at each other, Fang Lingqing and Fang Lingqing followed suit.

Actually, Fang Lingqing was lying when he said he wasn't curious.

This is the Demon Realm Emperor and the Demon Emperor’s princess, just like the one who was carried away by the phoenix chariot...that pig!

But although Ling Qing is a bit stupid and a bit mean in front of acquaintances, he still maintains a cold look like his cousin Bai Shanhu in front of strangers.

The place where they landed was a mountain.

This Immortal Palace is so big that it may have been modeled after the Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum. Inside the Immortal Palace, there are various landforms including plains, snow-capped mountains, and hills. Even when you look up from a distance, you can see that there are active volcanoes in the sky! ! The fairy palace is located in the distance with the back of the volcano.

Because of this, this fairy palace has almost become a small world of its own, with strange birds and animals everywhere.

The only thing that is a little different from the outside is that there are many bright things floating in the sky, a bit like the sky hanging upside down, with star fragments scattered in the air, reflecting bright light. These "star chips" are almost all over the entire secret realm.

Although the disciples from various sects who went to investigate a few months ago said that these "star chips" did not seem to be harmful to the monks, and were more like spiritual energy floating in the air after overflowing.

Qiao Wan cautiously poked with the sword, only passing through a piece of ethereal air.

As I walked a few steps further, it seemed as if a bit of sunshine had fallen among the dense leaves.

Fang Lingqing subconsciously reached out and touched it, and suddenly her whole body felt hairy.

The fingertips are red.

This is not sunshine and rain, this is blood!

Fang Lingqing looked up in confusion.

Is this blood? Someone died up there? ! Killing people and seizing treasures so quickly?

Long before entering the secret realm, each sect knew that there would definitely be some friction in the secret realm.

But he started so quickly...

Fang Lingqing thought blankly. Whose disciple was this, so cruel?

Noticing that Fang Lingqing suddenly stopped, Qiao Wan and Xiao Sui both turned their heads and glanced at each other. Then their faces darkened, and they silently surrounded the bleeding tree without saying a word.

Gesturing to Fang Lingqing to prepare for battle, Qiao Wan tightened her grip on her sword, and suddenly jumped up to the tree crown under the shocked gazes of Xiao Sui and Fang Lingqing! !

However, the expected sound of fighting did not sound. The surroundings were quiet and only the sound of people digging into the leaves could be heard.

There was no sound of fighting above, but there was more blood leaking from the branches.

The next second, Qiao Wan was seen jumping down from the tree covered in blood.

Xiao Sui felt a lump in his throat.

Qiao Wan's body was almost completely soaked in blood, but she was unscathed.

"What's going on?" Xiao Sui desperately signaled with his eyes.

Three "good friends" with evil intentions have become grasshoppers tied to a rope this time, and they must cooperate even if they don't.

Qiao Wan paused, and her consciousness pulled the two of them into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Xiao Sui stumbled and was too late to be shocked by Qiao Wan's terrifying and huge sea of ​​consciousness.

The girl's clear voice instantly echoed in the ears of Xiao Sui and Fang Lingqing.

"No one is up there."

Xiao Sui: "There is no one up there, so where did this rain of blood come from? Did it fall from the sky?"

The sky is clear and blue, and the "star chips" or overflowing spiritual power in the mid-air are still shining brightly.

Fang Lingqing's face changed slightly: "It can't be caused by the tree itself."

He was fed up with such a boring thing like the ghost market once.

Qiao Wan glanced at Fang Lingqing.

It seems that she is not the only one who has been forced out of her psychological shadow by the ghost market. Although she sympathizes with Fang Lingqing, Qiao Wan took a deep breath, paused, and told her findings.

"This leaf is bleeding."

It is indeed the tree itself that bleeds, just like a human being.

"But the tree is not injured." Xiao Sui's brain circuit was accidentally twisted into that ravine, and his expression was strange, "Is it possible that the trees here are divided into male and female?"

Fang Lingqing, a "gentleman" who is not as "insightful" as the young master of a big family, his face instantly turned red: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, are you changing () or not () changing?"

Just a second after these words fell, a large stream of blood suddenly spurted out from the trunk of the tree in front of him. Qiao Wan, Xiao Sui and Fang Lingqing who were under the tree were unable to dodge and were sprayed directly. Face! !

"Look." Qiao Wan wiped the blood on her face and said expressionlessly, "You vomited blood on this tree."