Gongshupan seemed to be in extreme pain. He held his head with both hands and struggled wildly in Gongshuyuan's palm, begging frantically for mercy:
"Little uncle, I can't stand it anymore. Little uncle, please kill me!"
Gong Shuyuan gently and kindly injected spiritual energy to help his little nephew block those crazy ravings and unspeakable curses, "Don't be afraid that you won't die as long as my little uncle is here."
Gongshu Pan was soaked to the skin, and his red eyes were filled with despair and pain.
Yes, he won't die, but it's really painful.
"Be good." Gong Shuyuan gently stroked his nephew's head, "The people below are watching."
After hearing what Gong Shuyuan said, Gongshu Pan gritted his teeth and braced himself not to let others laugh at him.
Led by Gongshu Yuan and Gongshu Pan, after they stepped onto the Cloud and Mist Staircase, Gongshu Yi, the first disciple of Jishu Academy, led the remaining disciples to climb up the heart-wrenching Cloud and Mist Staircase step by step.
Scream, roar, roar, shed tears...
The disciples of Jishuyuan use their actual actions to tell everyone how strong the desires in their hearts are.
"That guy named Gong Shuyi is pretty good, he just broke out in a cold sweat." Bai Feng looked at Gong Shuyi, whose back was as straight as a cypress, then shook his head and said:
"It's a pity that such a good young man cannot become the core elder of Jishu Academy.
If he exchanges it with the public loser, the dean of the Jishu Academy will probably have to burn incense and worship Buddha to thank our ancestors for their blessing."
Xie Qian disagreed.
Gongshu Pan's talent is not low, and he has dual spiritual roots. In the world of immortality, dual spiritual roots are considered a good qualification.
The weaker the Jishu Academy is, the stronger the Misty Fantasy Palace will be.
"Time is also destiny. There is no Gongshu Yuan in Jishu Yuan. Whether there is Gongshu Pan or not will not have any impact."
In fact, Xie Qian felt that Gong Shuyuan was extremely dangerous. He was low-key, good at disguise and extremely hypocritical. He would not reveal his true nature unless absolutely necessary.
He is really a difficult person to deal with.
"Gongshuyuan is Gongshuyuan." Bai Feng played with the talisman array in the palm of his hand, "Master gave Gongshuyuan a life sentence before he passed away. After gathering hundreds of flowers and turning them into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?"
Liu Xinyue on the side frowned in displeasure: "Although we are immortal cultivators, we have endless fun fighting with others, fighting with the sky, and fighting with fate. Although A Yuan is destined to be evil, but
It’s not impossible to solve it.”
Liu Xinyue's feelings for Gong Shuyuan are not a simple love between a man and a woman.
She just felt that it was a pity for the world of immortality that a figure like Gong Shuyuan died too early.
Bai Feng glanced at Liu Xinyue meaningfully, "Senior brother, I wish the fourth junior sister and Gong Shuyuan to grow old together hand in hand."
This sentence comes from the heart.
Although their relationship is somewhat tense now, they still have some affection after so many years.
"If Third Senior Brother is in the mood to take care of my fiancée, why not take more care of your favorite little junior sister." Liu Xinyue said coldly: "I'm afraid she will bring shame to Miao Miao Huan Mansion this time."
Bai Feng sneered and said, "The outcome is uncertain. Who can say for sure? Maybe your fiancé is the one who will be defeated by my junior sister."
Liu Xinyue: This is the best. The honor of Miao Miao Huan Mansion trumps everything else.
After the disciples from Jishu Academy finished walking, they soon arrived at Ziyun Palace.
As soon as Elder Ziyun of Ziyun Palace stepped onto the cloud stairs, his whole body bounced hundreds of meters away as if touching a spring.
She spat out a mouthful of blood and huddled together in pain.
"Hiss!" The onlookers gasped, "Are you entering a secret realm or entering a stage of life and death? It's too dangerous.
Fortunately, our master was not chosen and it is us who will go. We will definitely be kicked off the stage, and we will lose face by then."
While thinking about it, everyone was extremely thankful that it was Wen Yi who entered Qingyun Secret Realm instead of Piaomiao Huanfu.
Xie Qian, Baifeng and Liu Xinyue looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
Fortunately, most of the people speaking were outer disciples, not direct disciples or inner disciples.
It would be really chilling if the disciples who taught him personally said such words that were greedy for life and fearful of death.
The elders of Ziyun Palace had a hard time walking, and the disciples of Ziyun Palace cried and screamed for a while, crawling on their hands and knees behind the transparent light door.
After the two teams left, it was finally Piaomiao Peak's turn.
The disciples of Jishu Academy and the affiliated middle sect all made inappropriate taunts:
"Our Jishu Academy and Ziyun Palace are having such a difficult time. Piaomiao Peak could not enter the Qingyun Secret Realm within the time limit even if it was on its knees."
"Kneeling down, you might be looking down on them. I think they crawled in."
"Why don't you guess how Qi Chang gets in?"
"Hahahahaha, anyway, one or two of them will definitely be in a very awkward situation."
"I think it's just right that no one from Piaomiao Peak can enter, so let's let the two powerful men from Jishu Academy and Ziyun Palace meet and compete for victory."
Their voices were very small, and no matter how quiet they were, they would turn into whispers.
Bai Feng gently tapped a spot on the ground with his finger, and a golden spiritual light flew out from his fingertips, turned into a prison cage, and swept towards the stunned disciples.
The next moment, the lousy man found himself suddenly lifted up, as if he was pulled into the air by a net.
Then the rope suddenly broke, and everyone fell to the ground like dumplings, bruised and bruised.
the other side.
Wen Yi gave each person a candy one by one and said, "Eat it."
Everyone held the pills in their hands and swallowed them without knowing why.
Then they saw Wen Yi suddenly take out a rope, "Stretch out your hands and pull them in one by one."
When everyone saw her acting like this, they couldn't help but be shocked, "Seventh Elder, we haven't made any mistakes, why do you treat us like this?"
"What's wrong with you?" Wen Yi said angrily: "Being tied with a rope is disrespectful to you? Doesn't the rule I established when going out no longer apply?"
Everyone looked at each other and reluctantly put their hands in the rope.
Shang Shang held up his hands and said, "Master, tie me up. Shang Shang is not afraid of pain."
Wen Yi's eyebrows curved: "You are so obedient, how come Master is willing to tie you up?"
As she spoke, Wen Yi stretched out her soft white hand and gently grabbed the only disciple:
"When you step onto the stairs of cloud and mist later, remember not to think about anything, just walk forward through the transparent door of light, otherwise your head will explode."
Shang Shang nodded obediently.
Wen Yi pulled a small one, holding a rope in his hand, and slowly walked up the mist-shrouded steps like a bunch of autumn grasshoppers.
Every step she takes, the whispers of the seniors in Miao Miao Huan Mansion can be heard in her ears, the voices of earnest instructions, scoldings, gentle care, and careful care...
Wen Yi, who had experienced crazy babbles, was used to this kind of thing. She only felt a pain like needles in her head, and then walked into the light door calmly.