Blame The Villain For Being Too Beautiful

Chapter 80: Villain Master (2)

"Wake up at the mountain gate!"

Before Song Xuyi recovered from the shock of not being able to contact the system, the voice of that glamorous nun suddenly sounded in his ear.

Even though the two female cultivators were still at the bow, their voices rang clearly in Song Xuyi's ears.

This is another mysterious method of this world, right?

The personal power of the immortal cultivators in this world is too strong. Song Xuyi guessed in his mind that the system's loss of contact was probably related to the special nature of this world.

But all of this was Song Xuyi's guess.

Song Xuyi finally tried to contact the system. After failing to call the system, Song Xuyi accepted the fact that he had lost contact with the system, bowed his head and followed the crowd off the boat.

The wooden boat stopped in a valley.

Looking up from the bottom of the valley, you can see a full moon as big as a silver basin, and there are countless towering peaks around it. Sometimes there are practitioners flying with swords, and the momentum is like a stream of light. It is winter outside, but there are countless flowers in the valley. Compete for novelty and beauty, and compete for openness.

"Let's go to meet the master first, and then choose a peak to apprentice based on your spiritual roots."

In front of them was a long white marble ladder with no end in sight. The two female cultivators sorted out their descriptions and led a group of people to start walking up the long ladder.

"Each peak represents a different cultivation method. I am Huojin Linggen. I asked the emissaries, and the most suitable one for me should be Chilian Peak. I hope the owner of Chilian Peak can take a fancy to me..."

"You are so amazing! I have two spiritual roots and I have three mixed spiritual roots. I don't want any peak, I just want a peak owner to take a fancy to me..."

The newly recruited disciples are all young and active. At the beginning of their age, they were all intimidated by the scene of Xuanshu Gate and dared not speak out. Now they are gradually getting used to the scene in front of them. The disciples also began to whisper to each other quietly...

Song Xuyi smiled and listened to their words and did not participate in their discussion.

In the memory of the original body, there is a hierarchical division of this world: the cultivation of this world needs to be divided according to the spiritual roots. The level of talent is defined according to the number of spiritual roots: five spiritual roots are the worst, and single spiritual roots are the best.

Because Song Xuyi's body has a unique single spiritual root, in order to fear that other sects would compete for disciples, after discovering Song Xuyi, the Xuanshu sect took the disciples back to the mountain gate.

But Xuanshu Sect is the number one immortal sect after all, even though a single spiritual root is rare, among the recruited disciples, the one with the worst aptitude is a three-spiritual root.

A group of people walked up behind the two female nuns. It was okay for half an hour at the beginning, but Song Xuyi didn't know if it was his own illusion. There was a layer of oppressive force, this kind of force made the calf tremble, the forehead was sweating, and I wanted to fall.

Song Xuyi gritted his teeth and walked up step by step with his head down.

No speech was heard in the team for a while, only the more and more heavy breathing of the disciples remained.

"I can't move anymore!"

After about another incense stick, the two female cultivators leading the way stopped in their tracks.

Most of the new disciples around were panting and sweating profusely, but the descriptions of these two looked extremely normal, not even a hair was messed up.

The pretty female cultivator named Liu Bi looked at the embarrassed new disciples behind her and explained with a smile: "This is the heart-measuring ladder. Everyone's character depends on whether you have tenacity and perseverance. The higher you climb, the more tenacious you are-"

"A hundred years ago, if you want to get started, you have to climb the heart-measuring ladder. It is a rigid rule that you have to stay on the ladder for at least one day, and you have to peel off your skin if you don't die. But now we have simplified the process. The heart-measuring ladder is just a warning. From the very beginning, I understood that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky, and the road of practice is endless..."

Immediately afterwards, the glamorous nun named Zeng Li took out a mirror.

The mirror gradually became larger and turned into a door shining like water. Liu Bi walked out through the door first, while the rest of the disciples followed her and entered the door one by one—

Before Song Xuyi entered, he turned his head and glanced at the heart measuring step behind him:

At this time, it was already dawn, and the sky was white. From Song Xuyi's perspective, one could see the beautiful appearance of the entire Xuanshu Gate bathed in the faint morning light.

Many roads are like this heart-testing step. Even though the road is difficult to walk, people who walk on it can see incomparably beautiful scenery.

It's a pity that Xuanshu Gate abandoned this way of allowing people to know themselves and temper their will. Except for Song Xuyi, the rest of the people rushed in, and no one took a second look at this beautiful scenery. Kowtow Jun ㈧㈦I㈥?????

In the plot summary, it is said that the biggest reason why the fairy world lost to the demons is that the people in the fairy world have taken the wrong path of being lazy and greedy, and no longer use the ancient cultivation methods to cultivate their body and body. Lost to the brave demons who lived on the edge of bitter cold and fought to the death for a sliver of spiritual energy.

This phenomenon can be seen from the fact that the Xuanshu Gate abandoned the function of the heart-measuring step.

But if he wanted to preserve the Song family, Song Xuyi needed extremely strong strength.

Song Xuyi pursed his lips tightly, determined the direction of his cultivation at this moment, lowered his head and pushed open the water door—

Obviously only took one step to enter the door, but the scenery behind the door has undergone earth-shaking changes:

Song Xuyi came to a solemnly decorated hall, which was spacious and could accommodate thousands of people. At this time, the main seat of the main hall was filled with all the peak masters in uniform Taoist robes, and the woman in Tsing Yi whom Song Xuyi had seen during the day seemed to be sitting in the center of the head.

The girls who came in earlier lined up respectfully in front of these people, and Zeng Li also walked in after a while.

The shimmering water gate disappeared from everyone. Zeng Li and Liu Bi stepped forward to summarize the recruitment of disciples this time. The Lord stood up straight.

"Water spirit root?"

Hearing Song Xuyi's spiritual root attributes, everyone couldn't help but look to the side of the head, where there was a vacant position for the peak master.

"That one has always been arrogant and said that she only teaches disciples with a single spiritual root. Who would have expected that she would really recruit a single spiritual root..."

"I want to see if she will refuse this time..."

Along with the discussions among the peak masters, the peak masters also began to choose disciples:

The disciples filed forward, touching the white bead in the middle one by one. Different from Song Xuyi's pure ice blue, when the rest of the disciples touched the white ball, it was either three-colored, or two-colored and chased... No one was as pure as Song Xuyi when he touched the ball.

And the peak masters on the seats are like interviewers choosing their own staff, some disciples with two spiritual roots will be looted by peak masters with matching attributes, and those with three spiritual roots will think for a while and ask some questions related to cultivation...

Because Song Xuyi entered the door later, it was nearly two hours later when it was her turn, and there were only a few people left behind.

As soon as Song Xuyi stepped forward, Liu Bi laughed, and was about to call out Song Xuyi's identity as Shan Linggen, when suddenly there was a light sound from the door, and then the door opened, and the sun outside poured in, piercing people's eyes. pain.

And what is more dazzling than the sun is the beautiful woman who walks in under the sun.

The woman is dressed in white clothes like snow, without makeup, but her face is enough to eclipse all the treasures in the world.

There are no ugly people in the realm of comprehension, even the servants at the outer door that Song Xuyi saw when he disembarked from the boat were all pretty. But this woman is the prettiest person Song Xuyi has ever met in this world: she has glamorous facial features, but because of the red mole at the end of her eye, she shows a kind of extreme beauty, her whole body It looks beautiful but not gorgeous, clear but not cold.

If there were real immortals in this world, Song Xuyi felt that they should look like the woman in front of him.

"Before I was meditating, the paper crane you sent to deliver the letter circled around my peak for a few times before coming in..."

The woman clutched her lips and yawned lazily, and sat down on the vacant seat next to the master, then turned her head and explained to the master.

Even though he said so, a discerning person could tell at a glance that the woman just made up an excuse. The new disciples didn't know it, but the peak masters sitting on it all understood: the excuse of a woman can't stand at all, after all, when a practitioner meditates She can also perceive external objects, not to mention that this woman is notoriously lethargic in the Xuanshu sect.

"It's good that the senior sister is here."

The head of the sect was extremely polite to the woman, and even had a bit of respect on his face when talking with her.

Seeing the gazes of the new disciples falling on the woman, the headmaster introduced: "This is Peak Master Ning Jingyu of Luoyun Peak."

There was a sound of gasping for air.

There is no need for the leader to say more, Ning Jingyu's name represents everything.

Ning Jingyu is a name that even three-year-old children in this world know.

A hundred years ago, the Demon Venerable went into chaos and caused chaos in the Three Realms. The fledgling Ning Jingyu and the Demon Venerable had a decisive battle on the top of the mountain. This battle lasted for several days and nights until the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark. In the end, Ning Jingyu killed the demon with his own strength. Respect under the sword.

Since then, the demon clan has gradually become silent, and the fairyland has become more and more prosperous, and Ning Jingyu has become famous since then, becoming the number one swordsman in the world.

Everyone knew that Ning Jingyu was the first swordsman to slay the Demon Lord, but they didn't expect her to be so young and beautiful.

After that battle, Ning Jingyu was also seriously injured, and since then he has been recuperating in closed doors all year round.

Song Xuyi read the synopsis of the plot and knew more things: In the synopsis, the new Demon Lord 20 years later led the demon clan to attack the fairy world aggressively, and Ning Jingyu, who was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by everyone, was the most important defense against the Demon Lord. pass. In the end, no one expected that Ning Jingyu would lose to the Mozun in the duel, and he would end up in ashes. After that, there would be no one to use in the fairy world, and he would become weaker and weaker...

Song Xuyi recalled the "Uncle Ning" that the head of the sect said the day before, could it be that he was referring to Ning Jingyu?

Song Xuyi's heartbeat quickened, and he looked at Ning Jingyu expectantly, determined to learn more skills from Ning Jingyu these years, and change the original plot as much as possible—

But Ning Jingyu on the high platform propped his elbows with a sullen expression, as if he was not at all interested in the selection of the disciples below.

In a daze, Liu Bi stuffed Song Xuyi with a spirit measuring ball.

The icy blue color gradually spread to the entire sphere, and whispers sounded in the hall. Song Xuyi didn't look at anyone, and mustered up his courage to look up at Ning Jingyu who was sitting on the high platform, but he didn't expect to meet Ning Jingyu. The sight that Yu looked at—

Ning Jingyu's eyes were extremely dark, as if he was looking at Song Xuyi, or looking at something else through Song Xuyi.

After meeting Song Xuyi's gaze, Ning Jingyu squinted his eyes, and suddenly appeared next to Song Xuyi.

"Little baby." From a close look, Ning Jingyu's face is almost flawless, and her voice sounds very pleasant, like the gurgling of spring water in a stream.

The two were so close that Song Xuyi could smell the cold plum fragrance from Ning Jingyu...

Feeling a little nervous for no reason, Song Xuyi hugged the ball tightly in his arms.

This small gesture pleased Ning Jingyu.

Ning Jingyu blinked, and suddenly laughed, like thousands of flowers blooming in front of her eyes, it was indescribably beautiful.

It is so beautiful!

Faced with such a smile, Song Xuyi felt as if he had a deer in his chest, his heart was beating fast, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

"Still a shy little baby." Ning Jingyu commented.

She leaned over slightly, and poked the ball in Song Xuyi's hand with great interest. Seeing Song Xuyi's stiff posture, the two icy blue colors that had merged into the ball deepened the smile on the corner of her mouth—

"Little baby, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

The author has something to say:

It's too uncomfortable to cool down and catch a cold, so I didn't change it yesterday, and the little angels should also pay attention to take care of their bodies.

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