"Senior Brother, how could you take the symbol of my Shushan Sword Sect so hasty to make a bet with the Kunlun Sect?" Mingjing asked Mingxin in the guest room of the Kunlun Sect.

"Mingjing! You also know that I am about to ascend to the sky. I can't see the day when Shushan Sword Sect is dominant. Wuren is not as simple as you imagined." Ming Xinyu said earnestly.

"Wu Ren's cultivation speed is indeed unprecedented and unparalleled. In just three years, he has reached the out-of-body stage cultivation level. But you also know that the further you go, the slower the cultivation speed will be. I think it is still unlikely that Li Changfeng, who was in the early stage of tribulation within a hundred years." Mingjing expressed his point of view.

"Haha! The betting vows have been made, and there is no chance to go back on my word, but I believe Wuren will definitely win. Then I see what the Kunlun Sect is like to be the top leader in the cultivation star." Ming Xin couldn't help but increase his tone when he spoke. It seems that Ming Xin is still resentful of the number one sect of the cultivation star!

"I hope this is the case!" Mingjing also hoped that Mingxin's decision was right.

...

Xia Jian was teasing Ao Ling'er in the wing room. He saw that there was suddenly an extra person in the room.

Who would it be if it weren’t Mingxin?

Mingxin used teleportation to tell Xia Jian that in the wing room where Xia Jian was, and said to Xia Jian: "Wu Ren, you have heard of the bet today. I am very optimistic about you. Don't let me embarrass you in the fairy world then!"

"Master, don't worry, the disciples will work hard to practice. In a hundred years, the Qingfeng Sword will definitely return to our Shushan Sword Sect." Mingxin bowed to Mingxin and said.

"Wu Ren, you have to work hard! I am very optimistic about you." Ao Ling'er shook past Xia Jian's eyes and made a cheering gesture.

"Well! I will definitely cheer up on this sentence from Senior Sister Ling'er." Xia Jian stood up with a bloated figure and made a victory gesture.

"Wu Ren, you will practice here tomorrow. I will discuss the mountains falling from the sky with several leaders of the sect. The ring competition will be held the day after tomorrow to compete for the top 30 places to go to the ancient battlefield. I hope you can participate. I think you can use your strength to massacre the monsters that are full of fire in the mysterious mountain range on the arena. It is not impossible for you to win the championship. When I return to the Shushan Sword Sect, I may have to pass the leader to you. You must be prepared first." Mingxin looked at Xia Jian and said.

Xia Jian was stunned: "Master, do you really want to pass the position of the leader to me? You are not kidding! I am just out of the out-of-body stage! How can such cultivation convince the public?" Xia Jian was also a little suspicious. After all, his current cultivation level is hundreds of masters in the Tribulation Period, and the Shushan Sword Sect is really not enough to see.

"Wu Ren, you think I am joking with you. Let me tell you that the burden of the Shushan Sword Sect will fall on your shoulders. If you cannot carry forward my Shushan Sword Sect, you will ascend to the fairy world on the other day. Don't blame your master for punishing you." Wu Ren's expression was very serious.

"Yes, the head master." Xia Jian bowed, "It would be nice if I, Xia Jian, also got the head master Dangdang, it would be good, it would be better for me to travel to the cultivation star once."

"Well! Work hard! Ling'er, you should practice more. After all, when you are out, this is not your dragon palace. There are potential dangers everywhere. There is no need to expose your identity, but remember?" Ming Xinjing's eyes turned to Ao Ling'er, and after that, the person swayed in the air for a few times and teleported away.

Ao Ling'er stuck out her tongue at the place where Ming Xin had just disappeared, and then turned around: "Xia Jian, I won't disturb you from practicing. I will go back to my room to practice. You have to cheer up!" After that, Ao Ling'er walked out of the door and made a cheering gesture to Xia Jian before closing the door.

Xia Jian heard that the door of the wing room was closed by Ao Ling'er, and sat alone in a chair and slowly dazed: "What should I do? I was reborn in this cultivation star, and I accidentally obtained two magical tools. I also practiced the cultivation techniques of the ancient fox clan, and also had inheritance beads, which gave me the blood of the ancient fox clan. God, tell me, are you intentionally or unintentionally? What should I do if I was reborn in this cultivation star? Cultivation? It's too boring. Become an immortal? Not bad. Become an immortal in the future, and it's good to tease the fairy world and make fun of the fairy world! Well! I don't want to walk on the ordinary road, what should I do?... By the way, didn't I have an ideal before? I want to be a mage in the cultivation world, which is quite fun. I did that, and I also became a mage in the cultivation world hahaha!"

Two days later

"Xia Jian, Xia Jian, I saw a lot of people in the Kunlun School's trial stage! Today is the cultivation conference, why are you still sleeping?" Ao Ling'er walked into Xia Jian's wing room, looked around and no one, and directly called Xia Jian's name on earth.

Xia Jian was lying on the bed and sleeping. Xia Jian was not sleeping, but entering into meditation. In this way, Xia Jian could enter into meditation at will without meditation. No wonder Ao Ling'er thought Xia Jian was sleeping!

I don’t know if Ao Linger woke up Xia Jian or Xia Jian automatically woke up from the meditation. Xia Jian lay on the bed and opened his eyes, and then saw Ao Linger holding his nose.

"Yeah!" Xia Jian made a nasal sound, his head fell, and threw Ao Ling'er's hand and said, "Ling'er, why are you here?" Xia Jian just woke up from entering into meditation and didn't know anything. You should know that the cultivators who entered into meditation have no idea about time, otherwise there would be a hole in the world for thousands of years to describe the view of the cultivators who entered into meditation and have a view on time.

"Dongdong..." A knock on the door came from the wing room, "Uncle Wuren, Uncle Mingjing asked me to call you to attend the cultivation meeting." Jianhun and Jianso shouted outside.

"Oh! Sword Soul and Sword Soul! I'll come out soon, wait a moment." Xia Jian came to the outsider and whispered to Ao Ling'er: "Ling'er, let's go! Let's join in the fun too. Maybe I'll play the game today! You have to cheer on your husband!"

"Let's go! Let's go! You don't know that Kunlun sent so many people today! It's so lively!" Ao Ling'er took Xia Jian's hand and walked out the door.

"I have met the little master, and I have met the little master uncle." The sword soul and the two of them saw Ao Ling'er holding Xia Jian's hand and said with a thief smile outside the door.

"Let's go and see the cultivation conference together." Xia Jian changed the topic to avoid embarrassment.

In the outermost trial field of Kunlun Sect, there were crowds of people, and there were as many as three in the center of the arena. Mingxin and Mingjing were sitting in the front in front of the ring. Mingxin Mingjing's location should be considered the rostrum! After all, Shushan Sword Sect is also a top sect. If Shushan Sword Sect doesn't sit, other sects are not qualified!

The ring is just made of steel stone. In order to allow people under the ring to watch the competition on the ring more clearly, the ring is five feet higher than the ground. The steel stone has a hard texture and is relatively large in number as the cultivation stars. Its plasticity is too poor and it is not suitable for refining magic weapons, so this steel stone is generally used to pave roads or something.

"Today, I will stand on this arena and look down on the world, hehe! I will find the face I lost on the Shushan Sword Sect's ring here." Xia Jian thought to himself secretly.

--Piao Tianwen--net bsp;
Chapter completed!