The calendar of the month is June 211.

The grass grows and the beards fly in Kunlun Mountains, and green trees grow. From a distance, the mountains are undulating and the clear stream flows, which seems to be a peaceful and peaceful place.

“Moo…”

With a muffled roar, the "copper-headed mad cow" flew forward with red eyes. There were many bruises on its body, and blood was gushing out on the left side of its head, which was obviously a coincidence that it was injured.

"Swoosh..."

Jing Hua held a big stick in his hand and suddenly shrank and rolled to the ground. The stick followed the person and quickly came to the bottom of the demon bull. He closed his arms, and the big stick came from bottom to top and poked the demon beast's belly hard.

"Eight-style baguettes", "Post sticks".

“Du…”

The "Cantonese Stick" is just right, hitting the center of the demon cattle belly. The spiritual power contained in the stick head suddenly burst out, sweeping through the internal organs like a tyrannical destruction.

“Moo…”

The "copper-headed mad cow" screamed, and its four legs flew out of the ground and fell heavily into the grass. It had been injured by a stick before, and the last "poke stick" smashed the liver and blood gushed out from its seven orifices, dyeing the grass red.

"Snap..."

The white wolf passed by, waved his claws and digged open the demon cow's belly. Now the white wolf's "taste" is getting higher and the second turn of demon pill is no longer caring about it.

It took out a piece of "gold" from the demon cow's belly, opened its big mouth and swallowed it into its stomach. As for flesh and blood, Jing Hua had traveled all over the mountains and fields for several days and killed three demon cows. The white wolf was already full and could not eat it anymore.

Seeing that the rice ball was in trouble, Jing Hua shook his hand and released the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine" and let it eat it. The ghost flower vine was damaged and its appetite was as good as before. The remains of the monster that the rice ball could not eat were absorbed by it.

Jing Hua turned around and came to the edge of the mountain, looking at the stream in the distance and was silently ecstatic.

A few days ago, the storm outside the "Daoyuan" ended instantly. Ba Xianji's cultivation was mediocre, but after the defeat, he was dejected and explained the whole story one by one.

After his explanation, Jing Hua realized that the "secret realm opportunity" was not simple. The "Yishen Sect" clearly stipulated that in order to protect the "Nalan Realm" from destruction, the sect only placed one person in every hundred years, and the opportunity was given to the three peaks for competition. In this way, the nine peaks of Yishen took turns to rank, and each peak would only have one chance to have three hundred years.

In fact, Jiufeng attaches great importance to the "secret realm opportunities". All the genius children from each peak are sent out. They look forward to their understanding of the secret realm and break through and advance. According to previous practice, most of the children of each peak live up to expectations. Almost all those who enter the "Naran Realm" have become pills, and nearly 30% of them can break through the transformation of the gods.

Such a god-given opportunity, the disciples of Wendaofeng naturally refused to miss it. The "Li Zong Academy" handling was a little biased, which immediately attracted countless dissatisfaction.

They knew that Jing Hua, as a disciple of the "Palm Sword", had profound cultivation and high combat power. Not only did he defeat the demon monks, but he also made great contributions in the Nine Cities of Dingbian. However, it was concerned about his own interests and no one could take it indifferently. Ba Xianji became their "passer-pioneer of exploration."

"call......"

Jing Hua sighed softly.

No wonder the brothers were angry. Put themselves in their shoes and think from the perspective of others. If they had obtained the "secret realm opportunity" and did not get the opportunity, they would definitely complain about the "Li Zong Academy". The music master came to defend a few days ago and brought the final decision in the Academy.

In order to calm the doubts of the disciples, Jing Hua will face the "discussion" of several fellow disciples. They are the "winners" among more than 70 foundation-building monks, and they are all qualified to challenge. Of course, to avoid the emergence of "wheel battle", Jing Hua can choose the competition time by himself.

Over the past few days, he has competed with three fellow disciples. To be fair, the brothers and sisters can stand out from many disciples and have extraordinary skills. However, Jing Hua has white wolf on his side, and with the dual cultivation of spiritual martial arts, even if the challenger is unwilling to accept it, he will have to end up losing.

"Swoosh..."

The rice ball suddenly rushed forward and stood on the left. Jing Hua was slightly shocked and then felt something. At some point, a middle-aged male cultivator appeared on the mountainside on the left.

He is tall and wide, wearing the Taoist outfit of "Yishen Sect". This place is within the area of ​​the mountain gate of "Yishen Sect", so it is not surprising that he is fake.

The other party's spiritual pressure overflowed without any concealment. Jing Hua's hair stood up, suffocating slightly, and was very familiar with the sensing. The male cultivator should be a "fake pill master" and a "senior" who failed to form pills and forced breakthroughs with external forces.

Jing Hua frowned slightly and prepared magic tools quietly.

There are rules on the Questioning Dao Peak. There are not many monks who are qualified to participate in the "Secret Realm Opportunity", and they are strictly limited to disciples who run through the six meridians and seven meridians. For fairness, even disciples who have completed the foundation building are not allowed to participate, and the "fake alchemy master" is even more impossible to enter.

Since the beginning of the appearance, the male cultivator stared at this side with his eyes close to him, with a clear goal. Seeing Jing Hua turn around, he stepped forward and approached about twenty feet in an instant.

"You are Jinghua?"

"Senior" faced with him, Jing Hua refused to lose his manners. He bowed slightly and said, "It's Jing, I dare to ask Senior is..."

"Duchuan Peak, Bi Zangying."

It turned out to be a fellow disciple of Duchuan Peak, no wonder he was very close. Although the Nine Peaks of Yishen have always been in contact, they are far apart after all. They are not familiar with the elders and disciples of the other eight peaks, and the monks of the Dao Peak.

Jing Hua was slightly stunned and felt a little surprised. Only when the distance was close did he see clearly. Bi Zangying's chin was uneven and his chest was bulging. He turned out to be a female cultivator. However, she was strong, had a wide nose and a wide face, and her face was full of flesh. She looked like a male cultivator from a distance.

Bi Zangying looked up and down at Jing Hua several times, and smiled when he opened his mouth.

"Jinghua is right... It's true that the younger generation is Junyan. He likes to speak quickly. This is not for anything else, but for the selection of 'secret realm opportunities'..."

Jing Hua's heart moved: "I wish to hear the details..."

“Hahaha…”

Bi Zangying laughed a few times and said, "......There are many ignorant and ignorant people in the sect. They spread rumors and praised the secret realm so that there are few in the sky and it is difficult to find on the earth. Jinghua, do you know what is in the secret realm?"

Without waiting for Jing Hua to agree, she took it on her own.

"......The small world in the 'Naran Realm' is just a few foreign countries and towns. There are strange races there, including groups similar to us, as well as yellow-haired, blue-eyed, and charcoal heads with black bodies and black faces. They gathered together, and they knew about intrigue all day long. Of course, the scenery of the foreign land and strange stories did help monks improve their knowledge, but if there were any strange and magical effects..."

Jing Hua did not hear the words behind him clearly, and huge waves were already stirring up in his heart. "The yellow-haired and blue-eyed haired man, the black-faced charcoal head" is not the Europeans and Africans on the earth? Is the so-called "Naranjing" the earth, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

With a stir, Bi Zangying's later words became murmurs. When Jing Hua came to his senses, the other party had already shown his trump card.

Bi Zangying lived for more than 200 years, and his eyes were naturally very vicious, and Jing Hua's trance was all in his eyes. The female cultivator only thought that the other party had a shallow knowledge and was moved by his words, and was secretly proud in his heart.

"...Hahaha... Jing Hua, if you want to increase your knowledge, the six paths of the continent are vast, where can you go? The sky is full of yellow sand, the grasslands of Mobei Road are boundless, and the Miao witchcraft of the Southern Xinjiang Road are all wonders that disciples have never seen. While walking, the experience of enlightenment will never be inferior to the 'Nalan Realm'. Moreover, the 'Nalan Realm' is subject to innate limitations and cannot enter the foundation building. In comparison, the 'Yun Continent is much more free..."

"......In my opinion, we might as well make a deal. If you give up the opportunity to "secret realm", Bi will give you a reward, so that you will be worth a lot in the future and have no worries in your cultivation. How about it? Whether you can win is still between the two. If you know what you are interested in, you will immediately have a large investment. It is rare to have an opportunity..."
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