After experiencing dozens of deaths. Xiao Ye's consciousness had become completely blurred, and his entire body felt as if it had been stabbed by a sword several times, and then barely mended with needle and thread. "Am I going to die?" Xiao Ye's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and his throat seemed to be filled with blood, with scarlet blood flowing out with every word he spoke. When the sword light comes again. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the man wielding the sword. He was as cold as the bright moon, agile as a fairy from the Moon Palace, his figure was as graceful as willows swaying on the bank, his skin was as white as mutton-fat jade, and his whole body exuded an immortal aura that kept people at a distance and was untainted by the world of dust. He was not a human at all, but a fairy from the Fairy Palace. How could such a beauty cut herself with a sword? Thinking about Xiao Ye's journey, no matter what kind of woman he met, even the wild fox in the mountains, they all drooled over him and wanted to kidnap him to the mountains and sing with him day and night! "This must be an illusion!" Xiao Ye laughed wildly. He remembered that he was asking his conscience, and then he faced the terrifying sword light calmly.
Sure enough, the sword light was an illusion and it shattered before it touched him! "You want to trap me with a mere inquiry platform? You insist on daydreaming!" "I'm definitely still number one in this third level!" Xiao Ye is full of confidence and is ready to wake up and welcome everyone's admiration! But the next moment. The scene around him changed again. This time, he was in an antique room with a fragrance similar to that of orchids floating in the air. Beside him, a plump and beautiful woman was lying drunkenly on the table, panting softly, her delicate face flushed all over, just like a ripe peach. Xiao Ye's throat tightened, his eyes were burning, he stretched out his hand, and carefully stroked the smooth back of the beautiful woman: "Mrs. Yun, are you okay?" The charming and beautiful woman known as Madam Yun turned her head, her eyes were drunken and her red lips were tender and attractive: "Husband, Dong'er has grown up, don't you want to have another one?" "Of course I do!" Xiao Ye couldn't wait and pounced on the beautiful woman like a hungry wolf. ā¦ ā¦ outside world. Under the Dengxian Terrace. "Look, did Liu Beifeng's eyelids move?" "It seems to have really moved. No way. It's only been an incense stick of time and Liu Beifeng is about to wake up? Is he really that kind?"
"You underestimate Liu Beifeng. This guy has been trained as a death warrior by the Liu family since he was a child. After he turned ten, he was sent to the Yunfu Mountains for several months. His character is naturally extraordinary!" "God bless you, Liu Beifeng must not wake up, I have bet a hundred middle-grade spirit stones on Xiao Ye!" "You only bet a hundred, but I bet a full five hundred spirit stones." "Then I guess you are all going to lose. Look at Xiao Ye's pale face and frowning brows. It's obvious that he is going to fail at this level!" "Bullshit, Xiao Ye's bones are top-notch, how could his character be so bad?" The gambler who had bet his entire fortune was shouting and cursing loudly, but he looked fierce on the outside but was weak on the inside and was very panicked. After all, Xiao Ye's face was pale and his brows were furrowed. It was obvious that he was stupefied and would definitely not wake up for a while. Li Lao in the jade pendant was also deeply worried about Xiao Ye. As his master, he knew Xiao Ye very well. Since he was born, he has hardly encountered any difficulties or obstacles. The biggest crisis he had encountered was just the last sword attack. But because he used all his soul power to protect Xiao Ye, and with Xiao Diao supporting him from behind, he blocked most of the impact for him, so in fact, Xiao Ye had never encountered a life-and-death crisis. If a cultivator has not experienced the trials of life and death, his character will certainly not be stronger than those cultivators who are walking on the brink of life and death. But Xiao Ye still has a huge flaw. Lustful! Extremely lustful! No matter whether it's a loli, a mature woman, a wife, or a widow, as long as she's good-looking, Xiao Ye will be unable to walk! This was also what he was most worried about as a master. Originally, the last thing he wanted to say was to tell Xiao Ye not to be trapped by beauty. Unfortunately, Shangguan Shu urged him too hastily, so he didn't have time to say it. Li Lao stared at Xiao Ye closely, looking very worried. Suddenly, he noticed that Xiao Ye's pale face suddenly became rosy, and his breath was no longer weak, but became long and powerful. Could it be... Li Lao was delighted, and there was a burst of loud cheers from the audience below the Dengxian Platform. "Liu Beifeng woke up. Although it took more than an incense stick of time, he woke up within half an hour. His mental ability can be rated as top-grade. He passed the test, and he is ranked first!" "Second in martial arts competition, first in character, doesn't that mean he has a better chance than Xiao Ye to become Ziyun Peak's direct disciple!" "Hahaha, those gamblers who bet on Xiao Ye will probably line up to jump off the city wall tonight!" "Stop talking, or the gambler will drag you down with him!" ā¦ Liu Beifeng opened his eyes, only to see that his eyes were blood red and the murderous intent was still there, which had not yet subsided. The most soul-searching scene he encountered happened when he was ten years old, when he was sent by his family to the Yunfu Mountains. He was besieged by three demon wolves for the first time. Due to a moment of negligence, he almost had his neck bitten off. Every time he dreamed about this incident, he would wake up with sweat on his back. At first, when he saw himself in the Yunfu Mountains, he was terrified to the extreme. Before he could react, a demon wolf pounced on him and bit his neck. This happened repeatedly, after more than a dozen deaths. He suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong. He remembered that when he was ten years old, although the three demon wolves were cunning and terrifying, they were all killed by her in the end. They were not that scary at all!
Then he suddenly realized that what he saw was an illusion. This time, he let the wolf pounce on him, and when it was about to bite off his neck, he slapped it with his palm... and the scene disappeared like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water. āIām number one!ā Liu Beifeng looked at Li Cangxuan and Xiao Ye who still had their eyes closed, and his expression slightly showed joy, but soon the joy disappeared and turned into calm. Shangguan Shu walked towards her and said from the bottom of his heart: "Liu Beifeng, congratulations, you are the first in the Heart-Searching Pass. Next, you will be tested by Envoy Xue. This city lord sincerely hopes that you can exert your full strength and win the favor of Envoy Xue!" After a brief contact with Xiao Ye, Shangguan Shu also understood that this man was a vindictive person. If he really allowed himself to become a direct disciple of Ziyun Peak, he, Shangguan Shu, would definitely be held accountable. Rather than waiting to die, it is better to make friends with Liu Beifeng. Although Liu Beifeng's physique and strength are not as good as Xiao Ye's, in the world of cultivation, talent determines the lower limit of a cultivator, while character determines the upper limit of a cultivator. Liu Beifeng has a very good character. Even if he is not as good as Xiao Ye now, nothing can be predicted about the future. If he were Xue Shangshi, and had to choose one of these three to be Ziyun Peak's personal disciple, he would definitely choose Liu Beifeng. After saying that, Shangguan Shu silently stuffed a storage ring into Liu Beifeng's hand and patted him on the shoulder. Liu Beifeng, who was tapped on the shoulder, looked a little uncomfortable. She looked at the ring in her hand, gritted her teeth, and seemed to be making some kind of decision: "City Lord Shangguan, becoming Ziyun Peak's personal disciple has always been my goal. Please keep this!" Looking at the storage ring that had returned to his hand, Shangguan Shu was startled and managed to force a smile: "Okay, this city lord wishes you all the best!"