Take my luck yesterday?Today, I am cultivating immortals and leading my sect to fly.

"Do you have an accurate answer? We have looked through this Subao Pavilion three times and we haven't seen any trace of red ambergris."

Yue Man was impatient. After walking around Xubao Pavilion for several times and finding nothing, he refused to waste his efforts anymore and began to urge Nangong He personally, "Is this breath-discriminating ruler really the treasure of your Tianji family? What do I think of it? I’m not familiar with you at all.”

Nangong He had a hard time saying it, thinking that it was just because it was the treasure of the sect that it was not familiar to an ordinary disciple like him. He said comfortingly, "I'll look at it again, look at it again."

Xubao Pavilion was built at the beginning of the founding of the Zongzong. At that time, everything was in ruins and was in need of renovation. It only contained some spiritual stones and the more precious spiritual herbs and elixirs. Later, Ruan Lingtian and his wife went out to hunt for treasures, and more heavenly materials and earthly treasures were able to live in Penglai. , this Xubao Pavilion has also undergone three expansions, and is only opened every year when promising disciples are rewarded.

Ruan Li had never come in before. When she went around the first circle, she looked at some things curiously, but then she became less interested.

However, Wei Min seemed quite interested and looked at it carefully for a while. Seeing him like this, Ruan Li quietly sent a message to him, "The treasures in my Mustard Dimension are better than the ones here."

Wei Min raised his eyebrows and looked over, seeming a little surprised. Ruan Li straightened his back and whispered, "I'll leave it all to you."

She is very generous.

Wei Min, who was favored by his junior sister, not only did not feel ashamed, but also narrowed his eyes in pleasure and raised the corners of his lips a little.

"Is there a hidden grid here? Or is it a hidden formation?"

After tinkering with the breath-discriminating ruler for a long time, the guy still pointed at Xubao Pavilion without changing the direction. However, they walked around several times without seeing any clues, so Nangong He asked directly.

As Mu Xiaoting's beloved disciple, Ning Huaishu was responsible for opening Xubao Pavilion to pick up things in previous years. He is quite familiar with this place. He shook his head, "No, that's all you see."

Everyone was discouraged.

"Forget it, let's go back first." Yue Man didn't have high hopes at first, but intuitively it wouldn't be so easy this time, "Maybe the breath-discriminating ruler will be accurate after letting it dry for a while."

Everyone came here in vain, and the mood was not too high. They walked out from Xubao Pavilion. When passing by the Disciple Peak, they saw several large-scale arenas set up inside. The disciples were bustling around outside, competing in competitions. Fighting.

Ning Huaishu saw that several people seemed to be interested in this, so he took the initiative to explain, "These few days are a period of fighting to measure the abilities of the disciples."

Mu Xiaoting himself is extremely strong and takes his cultivation seriously, and he also has the same requirements for his disciples. Only disciples who are talented and good at cultivation can be respected, and this battle day just gives these disciples an opportunity to criticize them. , everyone can choose the challenge object by themselves, click on it to determine the winner.

Among the two people competing on the stage at this moment, one of them was Luo Qingyang.

Luo Qingyang was not only defeated in the sect competition, but was also injured. By the time he cheered up, he was already lagging behind others. He received a lot of ridicule and contempt in the sect, but given his foundation, he was still better than most. He was a strong man, but the opponent he met now was obviously not good enough.

"Tsk," Yue Man crossed her arms and looked at it for a while. She was very disdainful of Penglai's cultivation-only style. She didn't like Penglai's disciples because of this. It didn't matter if they only had cultivation. They were a mess in life and work.

Luo Sheng stood at the back and watched attentively for a while. He was a martial arts fanatic. Although Penglai practiced swordsmanship, some close-quarter moves were also worth learning.

A group of people stood not far away watching the excitement. On the ring, Luo Qingyang challenged his opponent with a sword and made a very sharp sword sheathing gesture. A familiar figure walked in from the corner of his eye, making him stunned for an instant.

It's Ruan Li.The last time I saw her here was on the fighting day two years ago. Ruan Li was knocked over with a sword before the two of them could survive. After that, she never played again, but she didn't leave either. Instead, she quietly and focused Standing in the audience and watching, it seemed as if she could learn every move just by watching it. Many people would scoff at this, and so would he.

But now, Ruan Li was standing a few steps away, but she didn't look away for a moment. She seemed to be no longer interested in these things that she was used to seeing, and she just raised her face slightly to talk to the people around her.

Luo Qingyang thought of many things in an instant - the leader of the sect competition, entering the Luan realm at the age of 16, killing Bai Qianqian...

After these unbelievable things were equated with Ruan Li, Luo Qingyang's heart suddenly burst into flames. He couldn't tell whether he was angry or jealous, but he almost made a move subconsciously.

The fierce sword wind swept across, Luo Qingyang ignored the challenger who was about to appear on the other side of the ring, and stabbed Ruan Li outside the ring with his sword. His eyes were bloodshot. He told himself that he was just to avenge Bai Qianqian. This was Ruan Li owes them!
Luo Qingyang's movements were too fast and too sudden, leaving everyone unprepared. By the time they reacted, the sword wind was already close at hand. Yue Man, who was still watching the excitement, came to his senses and his expression immediately changed.

"careful!"

"Chong-"

Ruan Li only felt a gust of sword wind blowing in front of her. Before she could react, the person around her had grabbed her waist and dodged to avoid it. She spun around and was protected behind her, while Wei Min stood still and held his other hand. The moment he lifted it up, he took out a long sword with spiritual power from the void. The cold sword intention collided with Luo Qingyang's sword wind, making a buzzing sound of metal and stone meeting, and the remaining power even spread to The disciples who arrived next to him.

Luo Qingyang's sword was merciless.

"Qingyang!" Ning Huaishu reacted a step slower, his face turned pale with shock, and he looked at the crazy Luo Qingyang in disbelief, "What are you doing!"

Luo Qingyang's hand holding the sword was trembling. With just one move, he clearly realized the gap between himself and the man in front of him. His mouth was bleeding due to the turmoil in his mind. He raised his head, but he didn't look at Ning Huaishu. Instead, he turned his attention to Ruan Li, who was being protected by Wei Min.

Ruan Li was also looking at him, frowning slightly, and there seemed to be a little more displeasure and disgust in her eyes.

Luo Qingyang was dazed for a moment, and then quickly held the sword tightly. He ignored Ning Huaishu's dissuasion, but gritted his teeth and said, "She killed Qianqian, and I want to avenge Qianqian."

"Luo Qingyang!" Ning Huaishu's expression was worse than that of the person who made trouble. After hearing Luo Qingyang's words, the surrounding disciples were shocked and gossiped. Most of them didn't know about Bai Qianqian's death, let alone Whose hand did she die at?

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the disciples immediately started shouting.

"Junior sister Qianqian was killed by Ruan Li?"

"Ruan Li actually slaughtered fellow juniors!"

"Senior brother, why didn't you tell us? Do you want to protect Ruan Li too?!"

Bai Qianqian: Thank you, I’m so lost and there are still people who care about me.

Penglai disciple: Haha, no thanks, you are just an excuse.