Quick wear: I kill the male and female protagonists 48 hours a day.

Chapter 10 The male and female protagonists are killed by white moonlight (10)

When dawn broke, Jin Shu slowly opened her eyes.

A breath of turbid air was then exhaled, and a strange brilliance bloomed in the originally dull eyes.

Including the entire night yesterday, it was equivalent to fourteen days of cultivation. She had successfully cultivated from a waste with all her spiritual veins destroyed to the thirteenth level of Qi training.

The cultivation of the immortals is divided into three realms: lower, middle and upper.

The lower realm is divided into Qi training levels one to thirteen. After Qi training, there are the initial, middle and late stages of foundation building.

After breaking through the foundation building, we came to the middle realm.

The middle realm is two levels: refining the void and combining the body.

Jin Shu's cultivation before her spiritual veins were destroyed was in the late stage of virtual refining in the middle realm, and she had vaguely touched the bottom line of the early stage of integration.

After the middle realm, there is the upper realm.

The upper realm is divided into true fairyland and golden fairyland.

There are very few people with this level of cultivation in the immortal world.

Canglan Immortal Lord is in the late stage of True Immortal Realm.

At this level of cultivation, it would be as difficult as reaching the sky to achieve a breakthrough.

Once they reach the True Immortal Realm, the Immortal Clan will basically be invincible.

Once upon a time, Jin Shu always thought that she was a genius.

He broke through the middle realm at a young age and became the best among his peers.

But looking at it now, this level of cultivation is nothing at all in the eyes of the strong.

If she wants to protect herself, she must defeat Canglan.

The dream is a warning, sooner or later Canglan will become her enemy for Meng Ling.

Thinking of this, Jin Shu felt a strong sense of crisis and did not dare to slack off even for a second.

Thinking of this, she didn't give herself any chance to breathe and went into seclusion again.

She will never leave seclusion before the trial.

In the next few days, when midnight arrives, Jin Shu sets out on time to practice in other fairy mountains.

The spiritual power of the four first-class fairy mountains will be re-condensed every night. At first, Jin Shu could only absorb all the spiritual power of two fairy mountains at a time. By the night of the fourth and fifth days, she was able to sweep away the spiritual power of the four fairy mountains in a row!
This feeling was like a mouse falling into a rice vat. When Jin Shu came back every night, her spiritual veins were so swollen by the spiritual power that it hurt.

She would never stop until her spiritual veins were about to explode.

After going back and forth like this four times, Jin Shu felt that her spiritual veins, which were as thin as hair before, had now widened to the thickness of a grain of rice.

After checking her cultivation level, Jin Shu was slightly startled.

Because of the existence of the 24-hour system, she had already lost her perception of the passage of time.

She only knew that she was constantly practicing and becoming stronger, but she didn't know when she had risen from the thirteenth level of Qi training to the middle stage of foundation building.

The further back you go, the slower your cultivation speed becomes.

This speed was beyond Jin Shu's expectation.

It can be seen from this that how much spiritual power there is in the four fairy mountains that are strictly prohibited for all disciples to enter and exit at will.

It is as vast as a mountain and a sea, and can only be enjoyed by four immortals.

Jin Shu wanted to laugh when she thought of Canglan's sermon in her dream. He asked himself to be righteous and selfless and tolerant, but what about him?But he occupies the unique resources on the Fairy Mountain and does not share them with anyone.

Jin Shu once thought that Immortal Canglan was the most compassionate and tolerant person in the world. He would come down to earth to administer medicine, boil medicine himself and give it to others, and he would treat all things equally.

Thinking about it now, Jin Shu found it even more ridiculous.In the next few days, those immortals must have realized that something was wrong. In the past, they would practice at night when the spiritual energy was the strongest, and their cultivation would always be better. However, there was no response in the past few days, and there was less spiritual energy on the mountain than before. A lot.

The four immortals sat down to talk about this matter and found that everyone encountered the same situation.

Canglan Immortal Lord still looked calm.

"If someone is really up to something secretly, all we have to do is set up a dragnet and find out what's going on tomorrow morning."

Diyong Immortal Lord: "I'm afraid it's not people from other mountain ranges who are able to do things under our four noses. Kunlun has always had no enmity with them. If they really do this, then we can't be bullied in vain."

The other two immortals nodded.

This strange matter will not be solved for a while, so Diyong Immortal Master changed the topic.

"Canglan, this year's trial meeting, your fairy mountain is missing a strong general. I haven't seen Jin Shu for a long time. Recently, I have seen that you have been taking your little apprentice with you, but you can't forget it just because you have a new one. It’s old!”

Thousands of years ago, Di Yong was still a mortal, speaking and doing things with a touch of mortal frivolity.

Cang Lan said calmly without changing his expression.

"Jin Shu has an arrogant temper and doesn't want to see anyone when faced with this disaster. As for my little apprentice Meng Ling, he is just a little lively and clingy, making all the immortals laugh."

"Does the little disciple have any treasures in his body? Like your elder disciple, he also had a God of War father, and he left her many treasures before he died?"

When Cang Lan heard this, she subconsciously concealed the matter about the six-meridian spiritual root for Meng Ling, and just said casually that she was more sympathetic and caring because of her young age.

Six-meridian spiritual roots are rare in thousands of years. If anyone knew about it rashly, Meng Ling, who is still weak at present, would most likely be harmed by an adulterer.

It is better to hide this matter as long as possible.

In the end, the matter of the spiritual power weakening on the mountain was settled.

The day of the trial meeting.

All three thousand disciples of Kunlun Mountain gathered on the competition ground in the middle of the Four Lines Immortal Mountain.

Three thousand disciples rushed here, and their clothes of different colors represented that they studied under different immortals.

The four Immortal Lords generally only recognize three to five close disciples, and the remaining disciples are handed over to their most trusted and reliable eldest disciples to manage.

As the eldest disciple of Canglan Immortal Lord, Jingye naturally has to manage hundreds of disciples under her sect.

Soon the trial began. All the disciples were randomly shuffled and their names were engraved on the jade pieces, which were hung above by red ropes.

A total of eight arenas started at the same time.

So the disciples stepped forward and pulled the rope one by one, and whoever they pulled would be the opponent.

If you're lucky, you might be able to make it to the back.

Those who are unlucky are like the current disciple, who is only at the eighth level of Qi training, but directly chooses a fellow disciple who is at the peak of the thirteenth level of Qi training.

The final outcome is of course a disastrous defeat.

Everyone squeezes to the front so that they can pick their own opponents. Although it is also random, it is better than staying below and waiting to be picked by others.

Rattan chairs were arranged at the back, and most of the four master's disciples were sitting there, watching the other disciples compete on it in a leisurely manner.

To be fair, their names are on it too.

But whoever hits them usually sighs, bites the bullet, and gets hit again within three moves. The progress is quite fast.

Several fellow apprentices were sitting around Jingye. There was a pack of dried fruits on the small table in the middle. The three fellow apprentices were eating leisurely. Meng Ling was sitting in the middle, puffing out his cheeks and biting a walnut.

Seeing this, Lian Xin stretched out her hand helplessly and asked her to spit out the walnuts. Then she squeezed the walnut shells gently and picked out the kernels inside. After picking them clean, she handed them to her.

(End of this chapter)