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140 The Secret Realm of Qingyun

Thousands of words went around in Liu Xinyue's stomach, but what came out was: "Second Senior Brother, I'm sorry."

She knew her brother's character very well, and any conflict at this time would definitely end badly.

Liu Xinci said ‘hmm’, “Three elders, please come and receive your wooden plaques.”

Wen Yi, Gong Shuyuan, and Ziyun stepped forward one after another to receive their wooden plaques.

"Master." Shang Shang pulled Wen Yi's clothes, "Shang Shang, can I go to the secret realm with you?"

He was very fond of Wen Yi who came back after failing to escape the tribulation at Tongshanmen, and he couldn't wait to stay by her side every second.

"Of course." Wen Yi touched his furry little head, "As my disciple, of course you must practice well with me."

This trip to the secret realm was probably one of the few times Wen Yi could spend with Shang Shang.

She will definitely take the opportunity to lay a good foundation for her only disciple.

In addition to the ruthless killing sword, Shang Shang needs to be taught some sentimental things about nature.

In her previous life, she had reached the ultimate state of love, so she would not lose her life-saving skills.

"Okay." The merchant smiled broadly.

In addition to the sect competition, the Ten Thousand Peaks Festival also includes music, chess, calligraphy and painting, singing and dancing, strange and obscene skills, spells, formations, swordsmanship, medical skills, stargazing, divination, mechanism skills and other secret arts to be exchanged.

In other words.

This is an academic exchange meeting, not a simple competition.

Outside the door, when the beautiful male cultivators from Piaomiao Peak heard that Wen Yi was taking them into the Qingyun Secret Realm, all they could think about was whether they could bring some precious fairy grass and elixir from inside. If they were eliminated, they wouldn't be left empty-handed.

And return.

The competition is scheduled for tomorrow.

Wen Yi pulled Shang Shang out of the main hall and left Lingxiao Palace with dozens of beautiful male cultivators and returned to Piaomiao Peak.

...

The icy silver glow shone on the rubble of Miao Miao Huan Mansion, emitting a faint silver light.

Wen Yi sat on the roof of the highest main hall, lazily leaning on the rubble and looking up at the sky.

Unknowingly, it has been half a year since she came into this world.

In just half a year, from the Immortal Sect of Tongshan to the Mystical Realm of Clouds and Waters, and then to the ruins of the God War, tomorrow I will lead those crooked melons and split dates into the Qingyun Secret Realm.

Wen Yi felt very tired.

In a daze, she felt like a hand was secretly pushing her forward. Once she stopped, she would encounter bad luck.

"I really miss the old days." Wen Yi was talking about the days when she was an ancestor in the Mahayana realm of sentient beings in her previous life.

Those days are magical days.

When you go out, you will be called upon.

Someone was carrying the sedan chair along the way, someone was fanning herself while sitting there, and everyone was respectful to her.

Some monks crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to come to her, kowtowing step by step, just to seek the answer to a question.

She is the unattainable loose immortal in everyone's heart, possessing the absolute power that countless monks dream of.

Cover the sky with one hand, turn your hand to make clouds and turn it to rain, blow a gentle breath and stir up a violent tornado, whisper a word, and the monk will go crazy because of this word.

"Miss you those days when you hugged each other and chased Jiang Huaiyu?"

A cold voice sounded from behind, and Wen Yi knew who that person was without turning around.

"Just think that I miss those days." There are some things that cannot be said, and Wen Yi does not pray for others to understand, "Usually you have already rested, why are you just looking at the stars and the moon because you are bored and lonely?"

Anyway, Wen Yi has never seen Shen Yu interested in any plaything.

After Shen Yu ascended to heaven, his seven emotions and six desires disappeared, and even the simplest material desires disappeared. His whole person entered the ultimate state of having no desires or desires.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the moon." Shen Yu sat silently next to Wen Yi, "The last time I saw it was in the giant palace in the Yunshui Secret Realm."

When talking about it, Wen Yi looked at the moon and said with a smile: "The moon in the Giant's Palace is so big. It's as if you can reach out and touch the cold moonlight, and feel the extreme coolness brought by the silver light flowing through the palm of your hand."

"The moon in Piaomiao Peak is small and far away, hanging high in the sky. It is really lonely and lonely, which is not good at all."

Hearing Wen Yi say this, Shen Yu looked sideways and realized that she was holding a wine bottle in her hand.

A hint of drunken red also appeared on Wen Yi's face.

"It's not good, why don't you keep reading?" Shen Yu said in a puzzled manner.

"Let's drink to relieve our sorrows and drink together, do you understand?" Wen Yi felt that he didn't even have the most basic empathy:

"Those dozens of crooked melons and cracked dates all have different cultivation levels, and the techniques they practice are also all kinds of strange.

After coming back, when I asked them what exercises they practiced, one person actually told me that he was practicing the art of combining yin and yang!

How can I teach them the art of yin-yang intercourse? Do it myself?"

Thinking of those beautiful men with bad intentions, their heads are as big as buckets.

She really couldn't understand why the original owner only looked at the skin and not the character, leaving a mess waiting for her to clean up.

"No!" Shen Yu suddenly spoke harshly.

Wen Yi was stunned for a moment, "What can't I go to? Why can't I go to the secret realm?

How can I get the Qianyuan Fairy Sword fragments openly without going to the secret realm?

And the Ice and Thunder Sword is indeed more important to me.

It is impossible to walk in the world of immortality without a suitable weapon."

The sword is equivalent to half a life for Wen Yi.

Her life sword is still in the process of being gestated. According to this progress, it will have to be polished into the form of a sword at least after leaving the orifice realm.

"You cannot practice the art of combining yin and yang with them." Shen Yu grabbed Wen Yi's slender arm, "Both the yin and the yang are very important to the monks."

Of course this thermometer knows.

And she had no intention of practicing these weird Taoist methods with those crooked people.

"Then what?" Wen Yi stood up crookedly and stumbled into Shen Yu's arms.

Shen Yu held the person in his arms with his long arms, "These people are all at the Foundation Establishment level, and they are not ignorant monks. If you have no chance of winning alone, you might as well teach them the formation."

The competition lasted for a full month. Although it was a bit rushed to practice a set of formations, it was not impossible.

"Formation?" Wen Yi's mind was filled with the formations of Youqing Dao, which made the disciples dizzy.

But she has already told the world that she practices the ruthless way, and if she uses the formations of the sentient way, it is still an enigmatic formation that contains supreme charm, which will definitely attract everyone's attention.

If you are watched and paid attention to by someone with a higher level of cultivation than yourself and who is unfathomable, you will not stop in the future.

"How about the formation of the Ruthless Killing Sword combined with the Path of Love?" Wen Yi put forward his own idea, "I once created a formation of my own. If the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Realm of this formation unite as one, they can resist the attack of the Golden Core Monk. "

Shen Yu looked at the charming and beautiful girl in his arms, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"I didn't know you were still so secretive. You know everything from talisman spells to sealed objects, sentient swordsmanship and sword formations.

Since you are such a genius, why are there rumors that you are ignorant and incompetent?"

What does the original owner's lack of knowledge and skills have to do with her being a genius in the world of immortality?


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