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"What's the meaning of this?" The big man looked at the number of spiritual power above his head and hesitated, "Could it be that someone will come out to explain the reason in three days? Who set up this test?"
"No one came out." The monk explained, "The number of spiritual power will be converted into handwriting again, explain everything to everyone, and then dissipate."
"As for who set it up, it can control the situation of the entire secret realm Everyone guesses that it is the spirit of the secret realm."
"It's been a long time since I've been here, and no one has seen the alien race in the secret realm. Perhaps the Tianyan Sect's mighty guess was wrong. There are no alien races in the secret realm. Isn't Tianji Pavilion also 70% accurate?"
The white-clothed cultivator of Tianyanzong frowned, but he didn't care about his saying that there was a problem with his elder's prediction, but said: "Then for these three dayswe have to go forward with this number of spiritual power?"
He is very dissatisfied with this kind of mark-like thing.
"This can also be regarded as protection for newcomers. Everyone knows that you just came in, and you are at the bottom of the ranking, so they will not attack you." The monk smiled bitterly, "Although it is not the bottom now, it is almost the same."
Behind the monk, the other disciples of the Yangliu Sect were still pinching the talismans vigilantly, but they couldn't help showing a trace of sadness in their eyes.
"Then you are still attacking us?" Xiao Er glared, muttering and waving his sleeves, his cassock, which was missing half of the sleeves, became even more tattered in a burst of dodge, and most of the hem was missing.
"That's not for fear that you will find out, and attack us in turn. Of course, we must take the lead." Behind the leading monk, a foundation-building monk whispered.
Obviously this opportunity seems to be useless, and you have to lose if you should lose.
"Do you have any questions?" The monk sighed and said slowly.
Everyone's expressions were different, and no one asked any more questions for a while.
The big man hesitated for a while, but still asked: "What is the effect of the rain of spiritual power when I first entered the secret realm? Is there an explanation in the writing of spiritual power?"
The monk was startled, and hesitated for a while, and said: "There is no explanation, but it should be a gift from the secret realm, to replenish spiritual energy for everyone, right? People in our sect have all experienced the rain of spiritual power, and no one has noticed something is wrong."
Sa Sa embraced Qingfeng and thought silently: Is this sect intentional or unintentional?
Say you are careless, but you still know how to strike first?
Speaking of being careful, judging from the reaction to Lingli Yusi, it doesn't look like it?
Everyone also thought this way, and looked at the opposite monk with complicated eyes, which made the monk and all the talisman cultivators behind him start to feel uneasy.
After a while, the headed monk on the opposite side smirked and said: "If there are no other questions shall we leave first?"
"Wait." The monk with the goatee stopped him, smiled, and said, "I haven't asked fellow Taoists about the situation of other teams in the secret realm."
"I can't talk about asking for advice. But I can't give any useful information." The monk smiled and said, "Many team members are constantly changing. Because in the early morning of the seventh day, the shackles of the law will be untied. Everyone You can act casually; then in the early morning of the next day, the law will form a team of thirty people who are closest to you."
"People who enter the secret realm mostly like to act on their own, except those from our sect."
"You came in on the 62nd day. You could act independently tomorrow, but before three days arrive, the number of spiritual power will not dissipate for the time being, and the power of law will not be unshackled, so you have to wait another seven days."
"Then how do you calculate the ranking?" Sa Sa's eyelashes moved.
"It is calculated based on the ranking of each person's original team, and the specific rules are not clear to everyone. Anyway, every time a team is successfully formed, a spiritual power number will appear in the air, telling everyone the ranking of the team, and then disappear soon. "
Sa Sa nodded slightly.
"Do you have any questions?" The monk reconfirmed, "If not, will the Yangliu faction really say goodbye?"
Everyone looked at each other and nodded.
Thirty people dodged and left, moving extremely quickly, and even used shortcut symbols one after another, as if they were very worried that someone would catch up and beat them up at any time.
Sa Sa pondered over the information given by the monks of the Yangliu Sect, and felt that this secret realm was quite special.
She has read a lot of information about secret realms in the inheritance of the Qilin clan, and this is the first one that forcibly combines practitioners together.
Of course, it's just a little special, there are so many strange secret realms in the cultivation world.
It is said that the secret realm also has its own practice.
During the practice, its laws gradually become sound and perfect, and the inner space will gradually become more and more perfect.? "
"Admit defeat." Mo Xingchen gritted his teeth. He is not a character who can't afford to lose. He wanted to admit defeat when the Morning Star Sword was broken, but the girl in front of him didn't give him this chance. Dao Dao Jian Qi.
It was really "hitting the head and covering the face", specifically hitting his face for slapping.
Almost at the same time as the youth conceded defeat, the number of spiritual power above everyone's heads changed from "fifty-eight" to a bright "nine".
"Are you the seventh disciple of Taoist Qingming?" The young man in black didn't seem to care about the change in ranking, and asked directly.
Sa Sa nodded sharply.
"A natural sword body?"
"Natural sword body."
"It's not wrong to lose to you." Mo Xingchen's arrogance was knocked down from the eyebrows, and he said seriously, "I'll talk to you after I've practiced my sword."
Sa Sa nodded lightly: "Go ahead."
Come and beat me once.
Although she beat the other party up, she was still a little angry that the other party looked down on the female cultivator.
The young man in black turned around and left with a group of people.
In the opposing team, some people curled their lips and showed dissatisfaction, but they didn't say anything bad.
Obviously, among the thirty people, Mo Xingchen had the final say.
Everyone gathered around and said curiously.
"Fellow Daoist is really Jianzong's natural sword body?"
"I heard that Daoyou and the apprentice of Jianzong Qiling have compared weapons, and have also refined the natal sword? Is it true?"
"Coincidentally, the fairy who saved me is the senior sister of Fellow Daoist!"
Sa Sa smiled and replied one by one: "Really."
"right."
"What a coincidence."
Everyone chatted with emotion for a while, and some bold people asked about the gossip between Taoist Qingming and Fairy Shuyue, and she also explained, showing that the two are very good friends, and there is no bloody plot of falling in love, killing each other and cheating on each other .
As for whether people believe it or not, I don't know.
At least on the surface it is believed.
Fu Cang hugged the golden civet and smiled at Sa Sa, his golden eyes sparkling.
Sa Sa stepped forward and gave him a light clap.
Immediately, the golden civet also stretched out its furry paws, and patted Sa Sa's palm lightly.
"Hey, then our ranking will become ninth?" the big man said happily.
The goatee monk nodded bitterly: "I'm afraid we won't have a good time in the next two days."
What a sweet annoyance.
"How about we find a place to hide?" The big man suggested immediately.
Everyone looked at him like a fool.
Even if he uses the concealment technique, the number of spiritual power above his head cannot be hidden.
He quickly realized that he had said something stupid, he smiled, shook his fist, and said, "Then hit it, what are you afraid of?"
"That's right, let's fight one team at a time."
"I think everyone is very good."
Half an hour later, everyone sensed three flying boats approaching them from the east, south, and north directions, and their faces became embarrassing.
The white-clothed cultivator of Tianyanzong threw out a flying boat glowing with blue light, and said sincerely: "I heard that there is a saying in the mortal world, thirty-six strategies, the best strategy is to go, I think it is very suitable for our current situation."
Everyone looked at each other, boarded the flying boat together, and flew west.
Behind him, three flying boats were chasing after him.
A quarter of an hour later, they happened to meet a flying boat waiting for a rabbit, and at the same time, the three flying boats were gradually approaching.
"My god, they still know how to encircle three and one is missing!" the monk of Tianyan Sect blurted out.
"Let's fight." Sa Sa squeezed the Qingfeng sword tightly and suggested sincerely.
She had a glimmer of understanding in the sparring with the young man in black just now, and she was about to find someone to try the sword. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com