Three Times Reincarnation

At this moment, two more azure shadows caught up from the sky. They were the disciples of the Kunlun Sect who were responsible for recruiting disciples. One of them stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Greetings, Grand Immortal."

However, the light robed man seemed to not hear him and only frowned as he looked around. Then, he sneered: "I know you are here, if you want to fight, then I will naturally accompany you." "But don't you dream of seeing her again!"

Although the tone of his words weren't loud, they were transmitted to the surroundings like rolling thunder in an instant. When they entered my ears, I felt an inexplicable shock that went straight to my heart, causing the scenery around me to sway a little.

I felt my legs go soft as I hurriedly grabbed onto the only thing I could rely on. As I focused my eyes again, I saw that all of the surrounding dao friends' faces seemed to be unable to bear it. There were even some who had raised their hands to cover their ears.

I couldn't help but feel speechless.

Lowering my head to take a look at the claw at my waist, then raising my head to look at the owner of the claw, I saw that he was looking straight ahead, even his eyebrows were not moving at all, as if the thing at my waist was not his at all. It was extremely indifferent.

As my mind raced, I suddenly remembered something from a long time ago. Back then, I was a little fish demon that took human form. When Liuhuo said that he wanted to celebrate, he brought me to the mortal world for a tour. One of them was to go to a restaurant in a bustling area to listen to a play, and there were a lot of other shows, such as a flurry of flowers, snow, and moons. Among them were a lot of other plays, such as a flute, such as a flute, such as a flute, such as a flute, such as a flute, such as a flute, such as a flute, such as a beautiful scholar or a beautiful woman.

But now, not to mention that I wholeheartedly focus on cultivating, I am also a bit old and don't have these thoughts. I would have to apologize to this Daoist friend Jing Yao. However, since there were so many fellow daoists around, it would be a waste of time to speak clearly. It would be better to act to express his feelings.

After making up my mind, I calmly moved to the side. Initially, I thought that he should have sensed something, but contrary to my expectations, he didn't let go of my hand and instead followed me like a shadow.

"Fellow Daoist …"

I couldn't help but straighten my face and open my mouth to speak. However, when I accidentally looked down, I discovered that what I had grabbed in panic was the corner of Jing Yao's black clothes. I immediately understood what had happened and felt embarrassed.

"What is it?" Jing Yao seemed to be very interested in what I was going to say and intentionally lowered his head to ask. As his hair fell down, he revealed a smiling expression.

"Ugh …" "Nothing."

I flinched, trying to keep my composure as I let go of the rumpled piece of clothing in my hand and looked up at him again. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly as a smile appeared in his eyes, but in the end, he slowly retracted his right hand.

Alright, I was in the wrong this time. Who let me make the first move? Just keep your distance from him in the future.

If there really was a misunderstanding, then he could explain it clearly. It shouldn't be too difficult for him.

At this moment, the azure-dressed man who had just walked out from the thundercloud had already casually walked around a few steps. Perhaps it was because no one replied at the moment, but after a short period of time, he coldly snorted and impatiently turned around, once again turning back into a purple thundercloud and flying off into the distance.

The people of the Kunlun Palace did not follow. They just stood on the spot and clasped their hands, then shouted, "We respectfully send you off, Supreme Celestial."

I raised my head and looked at the Zi Feng, who I was both afraid and jealous of, and then looked at the respectful expressions of the people from Karakorum Palace. I sighed in my heart: "When I, a little fish demon, can become an immortal with such power, then my hard work in training will not be in vain."

After tormenting myself for most of the day, I finally managed to get that green bamboo tag that I was yearning for. After putting it on my waist, I immediately felt refreshed.

When the sky turned completely dark, the situation on the field was already clear. Those who had not been chosen all hung their heads in dejection. Seeing that the people from Karakorum Palace were about to leave, even though there were still those who were unwilling, they did not dare to act rashly. As for the remaining people, there were only a few who were in their twenties.

"Everyone, please follow closely. We will return to Karakorum right now."

I saw the surrounding daoists take out all kinds of flying magic treasures. There were longswords, folding fans, gourds, flying shuttles, and flower baskets. There were even some that were unknown, but all of them were bright and dazzling.

I turned my head and looked at the gray clouds around me.

Clumsily climbing the cloud, I followed the others up the hill.

The higher one went, the more clouds there were, and the more beautiful the colors were. In the end, layers of clouds formed, as if they were large pieces of cotton candy. After walking through the clouds with great difficulty, he felt his eyes brighten as he saw the endless mountain ranges and wondrous peaks below, as well as a few Pill Pavilion halls with bright and quiet colors. There were even groups of immortal cranes, azure phoenixes, and other Spiritual Beasts flying leisurely in the air.

After chanting a spell, I let the clouds follow the crowd in front of me down into the green flat ground. I did my best to restrain my curiosity and not look around — this place is filled with Spiritual Qi. It must be the famous Twelve Palaces of Karakorum.

"My fellow disciples, please come forward." The leader of the Karakorum disciples said in a clear voice, "Since it is already late, we will first arrange a place for everyone to rest. In the morning tomorrow, I would like to invite all of you to come back here and pay your respects to the Sect Leader and the other Elders. "

He had a green bamboo basket in his hands, and he said, "Junior Brothers and Sisters, please hold this well. This is the nameplate of your future residence in Mount Kunlun, if you lose it, you won't have a place to stay!"

While he was speaking, he sent it out. When he got in front of me, the bamboo basket was already empty. He lowered his head to rummage for a long time. In the end, he only took out a palm-sized green bamboo leaf.

I was speechless.

Compared to the jade pendants, Ying Luo, and purple-gold hairpin of the previous teachers and juniors, this item was rather shabby.

Seeing the object in his hand, the green-clothed youth seemed somewhat embarrassed. He handed the bamboo leaf over and said with an embarrassed smile, "Junior Martial Sister, although this last residence is a little shabby, it is very quiet and has great beauty in cultivation …"

I could only nod in agreement, but my heart was filled with melancholy. Could it be that this was the so-called 'fish' that the heavens were about to entrust to me? A test?