At this time, there was already a little chaos in the apricot forest.

Three elders from the Medical Association Alliance stood on the mountain and looked down at the messy scene below.

The three of them looked at each other, their faces as deep as water.

The Medical Cultivation Conference was first established two thousand years ago and has been held every ten years since it was held. There has never been such a scene.

Even at the beginning, when everything was not so mature, there had never been such a chaotic situation.

It’s someone who is provoking the medical practice Dharma Assembly and provoking the majesty of the Medical Treaty Dharma Assembly Alliance!

The elder standing on the far left looked beside him.

Next to them is where Fengmeng is located.

Xue Chuan, Wen Su and others stood solemnly, looking coldly at the entrance.

Behind Xue Chuan, Xue Lingfeng grabbed his elder sister's sleeve and looked forward with his feet: "What happened? I seemed to hear someone mentioning the third sister?"

Xue Zichen raised her eyebrows slightly and said coldly: "It's not your third sister, she should stay in Xuecheng. Since her father does not allow her to come to Xingluocheng, she will never appear here."

"But..." Xue Lingfeng opened his mouth, and what else was he trying to say.

Xue Zichen's eyes swept across her beautiful and charming face, and said gently, "Little sister, it's not the Xue family who doesn't respect the head of the Xue family."

Xue Lingfeng suddenly shut up and dared not say much.

Xue Chengxuan stood beside the two of them, and he also heard the conversation between the two sisters.

He looked at Xue Chuan, who was standing in front with his back straight.

His own father, the head of the Xue family, and the current leader of the Feng League.

Xue Chengxuan hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice: "Father, will I go and have a look?"

Xue Chuan didn't say anything, his eyes swept deep into the chaos below.

He raised his hand slightly and nodded slightly to Wen Su beside him.

Wen Su stepped forward and coughed lightly.

His voice was not very high, but the cough clearly penetrated into the ears of every cultivator below.

The deafening sound made most cultivators turn their attention from the injured and poisoned people to Wen Su and others.

"The medical practice ceremony, this year's competition has begun." Wen Su announced with a smile, "There are too many practitioners who are eligible to participate in the competition this year, and we are very pleased. However, the number of practitioners that can be accommodated in the holy land barrier is limited, so..."

He waved his hand: "This is the first test. We will select people who are qualified to enter the Holy Land barrier to participate in the competition. Please take action."

Wen Su spoke very slowly.

Word by word is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

The cultivators who were originally messy below were all stunned. They looked at each other, and their eyes showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

I see!

Many practitioners who were interested in participating in the competition immediately began to reflect on whether they were too panic and too helpless just now.

Have these been seen by the mighty people standing on the mountain?

Have you been eliminated?

The messy order suddenly becomes orderly.

A sneer flashed in Wen Su's eyes and he took a step back.

At the same time, his son Wen He was quietly withdrawing from the disciples of Feng League, walking around behind the disciples, and rushed to the peak of Xingluo Pavilion from behind.

"Master Pei." Wen He hurried to Pei Mufeng, "Please ask Master Pei to take action and stop the person outside the holy land."

"Yes." Pei Mufeng responded lightly.

"Peace Lord." Elder Xingluo Pavilion standing beside Pei Mufeng said, "I'll go."

"No, I'll go." Pei Mufeng said lightly.

His figure unfolded, and the medical practitioners on the grass focused their eyes on the injured disciples.

No one noticed that the black shadow in the air, a flash of unparalleled black shadow flashed by.

Under the mountain, the cultivators who had been quiet for a while became a little confused again.

Some cultivators who were originally hiding far behind people and were not going to participate in this matter and wanted to regain their energy for the next big competition, and when they heard that this was the first big competition, they hurried forward.

The three injured disciples of the sect were instantly surrounded by people.

Some medical practitioners simply summoned their natal magic weapon, and countless faint light flashed, and rushed towards the injured disciple lying on the ground.

"There is another one here!" A sudden scream came from the crowd.

“There are also here!”

"That's the same!"

...

But this time, the medical practitioners were not that nervous.

There were seven injured disciples in total, five men and two women, all of whom were young and from major sects.

Some of them were rolling on the ground in pain.

Some of them are stiff all over the body and their teeth are chewing.

Some of them seem to be fine, but they are weak and cannot stand up.

With the help of Sikongxing, Meng Qi spent a lot of effort and finally squeezed to the injured person who was suspected to be Xue Jinwen.

At this time, the seven injured disciples were already crowded with people.

She stood on tiptoe and couldn't see whether it was Xue Jinwen lying on the ground among the people.

"It's Xue Jinwen." Su Junmo's figure unfolded, and he suddenly walked in and out.

He returned to Meng Qi and whispered: "Miss Xue's third lady."

Meng Qi frowned and looked back at the Fengmeng people on the mountain.

She couldn't see the expressions of those people clearly, but she could see that from Xue Chuan down, everyone seemed to be indifferent and stood quietly on the top of the mountain.

"What will medical practice do?" Su Junmo felt strange, "Even if you have to screen people, you shouldn't be so confused."

"Not a screening." Meng Qi whispered.

Her voice was low and there was a mess around. She didn't stand beside her and listen carefully, and she wouldn't notice what she said.

"Master Pei went out just now." Meng Qi said: "It's really the so-called primary election they prepared. Will Master Pei take action?"

When Su Junmo heard this, he looked at the mountain. Sure enough, among the people in Xingluo Pavilion, the handsome and tall young man had disappeared.

"...You really care about him." He looked at Meng Qi with a strange look, and he didn't even notice that Pei Mufeng was very skilled and quick.

Meng Qi actually noticed it.

"Yes." Meng Qi responded casually.

She raised her eyes and looked at Su Junmo: "I want to go in and see Sister Xue, can you help me?"

If it was as Su Junmo and the others expected, the person who hurt Xue Lingfeng was to make the Medical Cultivation Association Alliance lose face.

Then the person who took action today is probably him.

This person is good at poisoning and magic circles...

Meng Qi is not easy to judge, but at least for most medical practitioners, the magic array he knows is already powerful enough.

"Okay." Su Junmo nodded, "I offended."

His robe sleeve fell down, completely covering his hands, and then gently supported him on Meng Qi's waist through the robe sleeve.

Su Junmo was moving as fast as a ghost, and the cultivators around them only saw white shadows flashing.

He was already wrapped in Meng Qi and flashed into the crowd and stood at the closest position to Xue Jinwen.

Su Junmo immediately withdrew his hand on Meng Qi's waist. He waved his robe sleeve and protected her.

The medical practitioners didn't react at all, and saw a young female monk in a green robe who was only seventeen or eighteen years old squatting down.

"Sister Xue." Meng Qi's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the woman lying quietly on the ground.

The other party was really the Miss Xue San she met in Tianwaitian, Xue Jinwen, who was responsible for drug identification at the Xuanzi Auction.

At this time, Xue Jinwen's eyes were wide open and he looked straight ahead.

Her whole body was stiff and she lay on the ground like a puppet. She didn't have the charm and tenderness she had when she met the previous few times.

Meng Qi's heart was trembling, her sleeves waving, and she put the silk gloves on her hand that day on her hand.

"Hey, where did this little girl come from?"

Among the cultivators around, almost all of them are above the Golden Elixir, and several have entered the Nascent Soul stage.

They were originally surrounded by Xue Jinwen, but suddenly they saw a young cultivator appearing in front of the crowd.
To be continued...