The vast sea of ​​clouds, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers underneath, and the blazing sun above his head, the sun is almost at hand, Zheng Wan has never seen such a magnificent color, he only knows to look at it with his eyes open.

But after a while, there was a voice in front of me:

"It's been a long time."

Zheng Yu then brought his attention back. The people who returned to the ruins were led by Cui Wang and rushed forward in a formation, all with flying swords on their feet and fluttering clothes, but all of them were taciturn, even with them. The young cultivators on the sword also became saw-mouthed gourds, without saying a word.

"True Lord doesn't seem surprised when he sees me coming to the Profound Cang Realm."

Zheng Wan pinched the silk sleeve in his hand.

Cui Wang roughly wore a martial arts gown, with a faint silver streamer at the corners of the robe, and a small sword of auspicious clouds embroidered on the cuffs and sides of the robe. This sword is different from the others behind him. It looks more beautiful and magnificent with long black hair scattered. When she came down, a trace fell on her fingertips, and Zheng Wan twisted it. Unlike his cold temperament, Cui Wang's hair was extremely soft.

As expected, no response was received.

But Zheng Wan would guess:

"Do you know I will come, or do you know I can come?"

"What's the difference."

Cui Wang said meaninglessly.

Too.

The two have not seen each other for a year since they broke up unhappy last time. Cui Wang hasn't changed much. If he says he has, then the aura in his body has become colder, making people feel chilly.

"In fact, when I woke up the next day that day, I was very sad to hear that Zhenjun was taking Liu Yishangjie. I just felt that all my thoughts were disgraced, and I wish I could jump into the river." Zheng Wan curled his mouth, "True Monarch is really ruthless."

"You will not."

Cui Wang finally turned his head and glanced at her. The dark pupils were reflected in the sky and turned into a shining amber. When he looked down at people, the folds of the long diagonally elongated eyes looked particularly cold and merciless.

"Even if the world does not exist, you, Zheng Yu, will never deny yourself."

"What are you talking about so much, Li Wei?"

Just when Zheng Wan was about to answer, Mingyu Zhenjun, dressed in the Big Dipper, rushed up to the cloud. Behind her stood a little monk wearing two buns, staring wide-eyed.

Zheng Wan made a grimace at her, and the little monk suddenly laughed.

"Nothing."

Cui Wang retracted his gaze from Zheng Wan's face, and his voice was faint.

"It will take an hour for Chi You City to arrive. If Li Wei is uncomfortable, how about an exchange if I bring this little monk?"

"No need."

Cui Wang rejected her, "It's just an hour."

"Oh, just one hour?"

Zhenjun Mingyu nodded seriously, "Li Wei, this is not like you."

Others don't know it, but Mingyu knows this friend's temperament best.

Because Pi is handsome and talented, Liwei has been disturbed by female sisters since she was a child. Not to mention taking people. She doesn't usually speak a word with female sisters at all, but she just saw it, and Liwei actually talked to people, and It was clear that he was the one he took the initiative to pick, and the sleeves were being pulled.

This feeling is so subtle that non-women can't even notice it.

Zheng Wan watched her nose, her nose and heart, instead of staring at this true gentleman Mingyu, maybe it was the deduction she learned. When she looked at her, she felt that her ins and outs were going to be seen through.

However, everything that I saw in the dream automatically appeared in my mind. If I remember correctly, this true monarch would not be able to make any further progress after entering the state of infinity, and finally...

Zheng Yu still wanted to think deeply, but a sudden chime sounded loudly in the sea of ​​consciousness, causing her to have a splitting headache.

"The secret of heaven is in vain——"

"Huh!"

Zheng Wan suddenly let go of Cui Wang's sleeves and covered his head, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and the person fell down.

Cui Wang grabbed it with his hands, only had time to grab a piece of the sleeve. He didn't want to use his sword to transform the light, and he swept up the person directly. Qingfeng skyrocketed, and suddenly rose to three feet. Zheng Wan supported the hard face of the sword. Sat down.

She covered her head, her forehead was already sweating in a thin layer, until a soft force was injected from the Baihui point, it was better.

When I was conscious, I saw only one sleeve that Cui Wang had retracted.

She raised her head, Cui Wang stood, his body was like a towering green hill, tall and beautiful, he stood in the distance, looking from top to bottom, star pupils reflected the rose behind him, thin light faintly:

"But it's okay?"

"Nothing."

Zheng Wan shook his head.

"It's fine if nothing happens."

Cui Wang turned around and continued to step forward with his sword.

At this moment, a red red lotus came from behind, and the floating true monarch was lying on the red lotus, with his head in one hand and the wine gourd in the other while drinking. The jade-colored chest was wide open, and the whole thing was unruly.

"Why is Zhenjun Liwei so bad today, even a little monk can't protect it?" He smiled, his eyes stained with bright colors, and beckoned to Zheng Wan, "Little monk, would you like to come to Zhenjun and sit on my lotus flower? sit?"

Zheng Wan bit his lip and blushed.

Do not deceive her to know that in this mortal world erotica picture, there is also a "sitting lotus" posture, this demon monk is really old and not repairing.

When he was about to refuse, he saw that Cui Wang was blowing his sleeves with a sword light. The stream of Hongyu seemed to be slow and fast, and he screamed, and the beads on his wrist flicked, ding ding dong dong for a while. After blocking, the sword gas was blocked.

The floating true monarch screamed strangely:

"Don't deceive me that I've just returned to my position, and I will fight again in a year!"

"One year is one year."

Cui Wang closed his sleeves and snorted coldly.

"Why do you two fight like a child every time you meet?"

Zhenjun Mingyu shook his head and smiled, and stroked his face again, "Hate my Aye Aniang for not making me look so beautiful, otherwise it would be nice if you two fight for me!"

"Huh!"

True Monarch Floating held his chest, "Mingyu, don't be pretentious, you are not suitable!"

Zheng Wan had already used his extremely keen female intuition to feel the unhappiness under Mingyu's hearty smile.

This feeling is very subtle, but she has been surrounded by this emotion for a long time since she was a child, and she can quickly perceive it-Zheng Wan is sitting with his eyes and nose and heart, and nothing is mixed up.

In the next hour, the wind and the waves were much calmer.

It was noon when we arrived in Chiyou City.

The number one hundred and twenty people in a party are all young monks who have not yet arrived at the middle boundary. They have not yet made a big meal, so the monks from the various sects took them to the restaurant to have a good meal, and then settled down in the inn without mentioning them.

Cui Wang was the leader of the monk, so naturally he would not be with them. Zheng Yu rarely slept well. When he woke up the next day, it was already bright.

According to the information obtained before, the second test will also take a day and a night. If you perform well, you can skip the third level and be selected by the Zongmen. If you perform poorly, you need to beat the others in the third level. The monk, only the last few places can be retained.

In terms of magical weapons, Zheng Wan now only has one puppet, and the Guiyuan Jing emphasizes Zhongzheng and peace. Until now, the only means of attack is an ice arrow, which is really not the opponent of those local monks.

"The second level is the test of xinxing."

Before Zheng Wan stepped into the hall, Mother-in-law Jin said, "Zongmen pays attention to harmony, so everything is from the heart. If you act inconsistent with your own mind, you will be directly ejected from the formation. It can be right, or evil , And besides—"

She paused, "At this level, any means of communicating with the profound will be suppressed, and the mother-in-law will go to sleep and will not help you.

Zheng Wan suddenly became a little uneasy.

Since she entered the Profound Cang Realm, no one has ever lived. No matter how scared, there has been a mother-in-law. At this time, Granny Jin said to her that she would like to live alone—

"Wanyu, you have to grow up too."

Granny Jin sighed, "In this world, anyone can leave you, but you will not."

"From the heart, remember."

After that, how could he refuse to speak anymore.

Zheng Wan bit her lip, and understands like never before that her arrogance in the mortal world is supported by Aye A-niang and Zheng's family. She still appears confident when she arrives in the Profound Cang Realm, but it is because of the presence of Mother-in-law Jin- —

She is the tiger made of paper.

"The young eagle must fight the sky and always leave the nest."

Zheng Wan looked at the hall in front. The crowd in the hall was crowded. Many people only reached her waist, but there were a few who were as big as her. Zheng Wan took a deep breath and lifted his foot into the hall.

Then she saw Liu Yi.

Liu Yi stood in the corner, the red scars on her face disappeared, she was so pure and beautiful, she was squinting her eyes to look at her, she couldn't tell whether it was hatred or annoyance, in short, it was not kind.

Zheng Wan turned his head and raised his head to look forward.

There is a white jade platform in the main hall. All the disciples of Qimen, Sanzong and Erzhai stood on the platform, looking into the distance, not knowing what they were waiting for. After waiting for about half of the incense in the world, twelve long bells sounded, and twelve people flashed on the main hall at the same time with the twelve stars to release their vitality to the hall.

Zheng Wan recognized that Cui Wang, True Monarch Floating, True Monarch Ming Yu were among them.

In less than ten breaths, there was a loud noise in the "Rumble", and three arched gates appeared out of thin air on the south wall of the main hall, saying "tan", "qi" and "risk" in three characters.

"Choose a door to enter."

Zheng Wan looked up and saw that behind the "Tan" gate was a wide avenue, which was extremely flat, with swaying grass on the side of the road, and the breeze was warm, and it looked extremely peaceful. Behind the door of "Qi" is a small intestine path, twists and turns, and you can see the pebbles that knock your feet. It is indeed different. Behind the "Xian" door, you can see heavy rain, lightning and thunder, and you can see a steep mountain in the distance.

The little monks lined up and walked forward, and she found something very strange. There were especially many people going to the "Qi" and "Danger" doors. On the contrary, it was the "Tan" door, with only two or three kittens.

Mother-in-law Jin said she wanted to "from the heart", Zheng Wan looked at her beautiful and clean white skirt, lifted her feet, and went directly to the "Tan" door.

There was no one at the "Tan" door, and it was her turn almost instantly. The moment Zheng Yu disappeared behind the door, a thin and graceful figure also disappeared behind the "Tan" door.

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