After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 1101 Start

"Junior Sister, be careful with that Yuexi City in Chaoyang Peak, he is so ostentatious, you don't know how many little girls he has cheated!"

The enchanting male cultivator gently shook the folding fan.

"You are Xiaowu from Luohong Hall of Tianshui Peak? Shen Qingyi? You look like a bean sprout. Didn't Tianshui Peak give you food?"

"Xiao Qingyi, congratulations for breaking through the mid-stage of Qi training! This is a congratulatory gift from your Senior Brother Yue!"

"Say, am I the brother you most admire?"

"The brother you most admire and love the most can only be me! Did you hear me!"

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"From now on, your name will be Ah Qing."

"What is the world of cultivating immortals like today?"

"Bring them to someone who is destined..."

"This world is no longer the era of wars everywhere. There are no wars raging, no bones everywhere. You should be happy, and I should be happy too. But why, I can't be happy at this moment? Looking at those numb, cold-blooded, Selfish, hypocritical and self-righteous people, step by step to the land full of holy light, see them wearing innocent coats, accepting the praise of the world, and watching the world fall together... Could it be that it is normal to be used to it? ? It’s always been like this, isn’t it?”

The nun was stained red with blood, facing the huge gray eyes.

"Do you think that anger can change all this? Change your destiny? Do you think that if you are dissatisfied, those aristocratic families and sects will change because of you? Give up the rules and regulations they have worked so hard for thousands of years? Do you think your blood Can you make them unite by acting out of righteousness? No! The city walls that you have worked so hard to build for them today will be easily destroyed by them tomorrow! Blame you for being born in the wrong place! I was born in this world of cultivating immortals where there is only killing! I grew up in this world of cultivating immortals where there is only indifference! Everyone is so hypocritical and selfish! Everyone is so envious of the strong and the weak! If you want to blame, you have too many ideas. You are so young and ignorant that you think that you can change the people and things around you just because you don't like it, that you can change this era with just a few of you!"

Even though the female cultivator was covered in blood and her bones were broken, her eyes remained firm.

"What is a strong man? What is a strong man in this world? I don't know. However, I have seen, in rainy nights and cold winters, an old man lying on the ground tightly protecting a child in his arms; I have seen a humble man who is afraid of death The appearance of ants, desperately trying to move forward; I have seen a group of ordinary and ordinary people, who are crazy when they are doing extraordinary and extraordinary things together; Now, Shen Qingyi may not have the chance to see the strong in this world again, but Qingyi does not regret it!"

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"I used to want to go a lot of places, see a lot of things, meet a lot of people."

"This is the dream of the underworld in the Western Regions!"

"Is this the Bana flower?"

"One wish..."

In the sea of ​​flowers, two people looked at the sky full of lanterns.

"This thing can see many scenery of Floating Life Ten Thousand Territories, Qingyi, take a look."

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If he was drenched in snow together in the morning, he would be counted as graying together in this life.

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"When I come back, I have something to tell you."

"Benefactor Shen, trust me."

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"Bei Chenyuan!"

"If the heart is not dead, the Tao will not be born, if the desire is not extinguished, the Tao will not exist!"

"There is no more Shen Qingyi in the world!"

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"Boom boom boom!"

The melodious bells spread to every corner of the square.

"What's going on? We've reached the second round of competition in the combined body crossing tribulation period, so why hasn't Shen Qingyi come yet?"

"Who is her opponent this round?"

"It seems that Ye Lan was the one who drew lots for him, but the one he drew seems to be a monk from the Holy King's Palace."

"It's Yang Haiping!"

"Him? It is said that he is only one step away from breaking through to the immortal, and now suppressing his cultivation is also to wait for this big competition."

"He's not a popular candidate for the Holy King's Palace. Didn't Shen Qingyi have good luck before? Why did he get this one this time?!"

"Oh, you also said that was in the past. It might not be the case now. In the previous big competition, her chances of being invincible were broken! She hasn't come yet, maybe she is still hiding in a corner It's sad inside."

"You're right, she doesn't have emotions, how could she be sad?"

"Then why hasn't she come? The incense on the ring is almost burned out. If she doesn't come again, she will have to abstain."

The surrounding discussion was louder and louder.

The spectators booed even more fiercely.

All the soul cultivators in the soul world were a little anxious, and the ancestor of Xihuang Palace had already signaled Ye Lan to go and have a look.

But he didn't go far, and saw a familiar Shen Qingyi.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes suddenly froze.

"Saint...Saint?"

Shen Qingyi walked slowly towards the ring from behind the crowd.

The surrounding monks stepped aside subconsciously.

The scene was a little quiet.

On the high platform, everyone's eyes suddenly focused.

Shen Qingyi's black hair was calm and automatic, and the original silver pupils also turned into pitch black.

The most striking thing is the two marks under the corners of her eyes.

It was originally just a vertical line between the eyebrows.

At this moment, those two vivid imprints, one green and one red, coupled with her indifferent appearance, lost a little of the original sanctity and a little more mysterious and coquettish.

With a broken sword in her hand, she was approaching the ring step by step.

At this moment, Shen Qingyi looked a little weird.

After she stepped onto the stage, everyone's discussions completely erupted.

"What's going on with Shen Qingyi? Why did her hair turn black again?"

"Could it be that black looks better?"

"And the holy robe on her body, wasn't it originally white? Why did it look red just now?"

"I don't know if you smelled a strong smell of blood just now."

"You mean when Shen Qing passed by?"

"Correct."

"She won't be hurt?"

"Isn't someone setting her up?"

"Why do I feel that she is a bit obsessed?"

Different from the astonishment of the monks in the fairy world and the monks in the soul world, the eyes of Liu Qingxin and his party widened instantly.

The appearance of Shen Qingyi at this moment is almost the same as the previous Shen Qingyi!

Could it be... She recovered her memory? !

The group of monks in the Lingyu could not help but feel a little excited.

Yang Haiping frowned.

He had already done his homework, and with the previous battle, both Saint King Hall and him had a perfect strategy.

But the sensitivity from the monks for many years made him feel that Shen Qing was very dangerous at the moment.

But it shouldn't be, they obviously haven't had time to do anything.

Although the monk in charge felt a little weird, he couldn't deliberately make it difficult for someone to arrive at the last moment.

"The competition begins now!"

The moment the voice fell, the surrounding space instantly froze.

Yang Haiping's face changed drastically.

Shen Qingyi on the opposite side slowly raised his eyes.

Behind her, a dark void appeared.

(End of this chapter)