Live Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 100

"Recently, in the northwest area, three Qi-refining disciples from Baise Gate were abolished by me. You must have heard about it."

Yuan Chunyu put the gift box aside and motioned for him to sit down and talk.

"I heard something from Tiantian. In fact, it's good for them to leave now. You don't have to feel sad for these people, Senior Brother Yuan." Lu Bei picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup for the two senior brothers and himself.

The food at the foot of the mountain is a bit greasy, so it's just right to drink some green tea to relieve it.

The person holding the small teacup comforted the unhappy Senior Brother Yuan while sipping warm tea.

"Retired after less than three years of entry, which means that these people are not suitable for Baisemen or the journey of cultivating immortals. If they don't retreat now, they will have a high level of cultivation. When entrusting them to do some important things or tasks, by then they will If you are afraid of retreating and give up, the loss will be much greater than now."

"What about you, you retreated before Baisemen asked you to kill monsters."

The topic went around and around, and it returned to Lu Bei, the person who jumped from Baisemen to Wanjianzong.

The person holding the teacup didn't expect that the boomerang he threw turned around and pierced himself.

Yuan Chunyu silently looked at the gradually embarrassed and silent face, caught a glimpse of him winking at Xinyang desperately, and snorted coldly, "It seems that you also dislike Baisemen's badness, that's why you left like this without looking back. "

Lu Bei yelled silently at his senior brother Wuwen, "Help! Brother agreed to carry the firepower together! Can you stop watching the fun here as if you didn't exist?"

"If you don't ask senior brother, he knows that he came out of Wanjianzong and entered Baisemen."

Although forced, but that is not important.

"It's hard to answer? Or are you afraid to answer?" Yuan Chunyu's questions became sharper and sharper.

Lu Bei has already been tortured, and now he just wants God to give him another chance to start over.

If the gods let the time go back again, and the moment he returned to Yuchi Town, he would definitely not choose today, a day when Yuan Chunyu was in a bad mood, to enter Baisemen.

"I also plan to go out for a trip."

Under Yuan Chunyu's persuasive questioning and Lu Bei's eyes begging for help, a certain sword cultivator who was watching from the wall finally opened his mouth, freed Lu Bei from the predicament, and brought the topic to himself.

"Feng Wujing and his group of newcomers can actually be released to practice. I remember that there are still four years left in the Zongmen Exchange Conference. Unless you don't plan to bring this group of newcomers to participate in four years, otherwise they will Sooner or later, you will have to go out to experience yourself.”

The exchange meeting that all sects in Lingyunzhou will participate in is held once in a hundred years, and Xinyang has not been able to participate in it since he was born.

Four years later, he and Yuan Chunyu will represent the inner and outer disciples of the Baise Sect, as well as those disciples under the age of a hundred, to participate in this sect competition.

Only cultivating in the sect, killing monsters can't endlessly improve the cultivation level and state of mind.

Moreover, in every Zongmen Grand Competition, some Zongmen disciples were seriously injured or died during the competition.