Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

When they returned to the Qiyang Sect, they learned that a month later, it was the Sect Test.

Every 60 years, all disciples are eligible to participate in the competition and will be rewarded if they are trained equally as winners.

This reward is not ordinary, so there are many disciples trying to cultivate for each test.

Shen Kibai doesn't know what the competition reward is, but from the memory of the original owner, this reward is really impressive. Qiyang Sect also spent a lot of money trying to motivate disciples within Sect.

She thought about it and still felt that she would stay inside Zongmen for some time, while allowing the banquet to participate in the competition.

Yet Yuan Ling's master ancestor should have left the customs a few decades ago. Who knew the prediction had failed, so he only came out now.

When he went out, Yuanling heard the news and immediately came to complain, "Master Jo, my three disciples died so miserably. ”

The position of this master ancestor in the ancestral gate is unusual. He was already in the late stage before he closed the door. Now he is distracted. The pressure on his body is not acceptable to ordinary monks. Although he seems to be Yuan Ling's master ancestor, this is only the coloring technique of the people who repair the truth.

Chang B glanced at him indifferently, “What happened? ”

Yuan Ling had some background in Zongmen. It was his master and ancestor who was at war. Naturally, he did not dare to embarrass himself in front of the other side. He explained the context of the dragon.

“There are many demonic beasts in the secret realm of the Sect, each time losing some disciples.” This is often what B doesn't think.

Yuan Ling saw that he was not moved, and hurriedly continued to complain, "Master Jo, those three disciples were not the first to join this mystery. Fifty years ago, they lost their lives together in that mystery. I would never believe it if there was nothing wrong with that. ”

Chang B glanced at him, not angry and authoritative, “So what do you want? ”

Yuan Ling knew that if he did not give a reasonable explanation, Master Jo would never waste his time fixing it to help him. He immediately bit the tooth canal, “I suspect it was the real man in plain clothes and the banquet. ”

He slowed down his grudges and cut his teeth, “I thought about it all the time. I always thought that it was definitely not that simple for my pupil to die. Then why did the real man suddenly enter the small secret with the banquet? It wasn't because I threw a piece of junk at her and hated her, that I let my pupil die. ”

If Shen Kibai were here and heard this shameless logic, he would be shocked.

This is often not so brainless, “the reason is too tenacious. ”

Yuan Ling pleaded, “Master Jo, don't you have that soul-searching magic instrument, please help me. ”

He has raised three apprentices for so many years, saying no, and his qualifications are still the best. How can you swallow that breath? Even if the dead face is spilled out, let Uncle Shi take out the magic instrument today.

Chang B remembered something, frowned slightly, “Isn't that the name tag of each disciple? Wasn't it killed? I knew it at first glance. ”

Yuan Ling bit the tooth canal, “Master Jo, that name card is half broken, not killed by the same disciple. But the disciple feels that things are definitely not that simple. There must be someone with a demonic weapon, lurking in our sect, it could be magic repair. ”

Speaking of magic repairs, I'm afraid the colour of every sect will change.

In that time, the demonic realm scolded the cultivation realm. Many demons lurked in various sects. The aim was to unify the cultivation realm. At that time, the situation was very critical. If it weren't for the cultivation realm several powerful people could join forces, and the demon dignity happened to be due to the self-destruct of the cultivation body, now the cultivation realm is afraid to be another scene.