Before the empress goes dark, adopt her as a villain

If there are a few sect forces on Lingwu Continent that even Hermit Valley is unwilling to provoke, then Confucianism is definitely one of them.

There are many factions within Confucianism, but they all share the belief in the idea of ​​saints. They controlled the political situation of the five dynasties overtly and covertly, coordinated the relationship between rivers and lakes and temples, and even dominated the occurrence and ending of wars.

Meng Cangran showed the strength of the orthodox successor of Confucianism, and he must have a great background. And the elders at the judges' table had already seen that Meng Cangran's folding fan was a holy magic weapon!

In Lingwu Continent, no emperor-level powerful person has appeared for ten thousand years, and emperor-level magic weapons have also become legends.

There are rumors that they broke the void with the emperors and went to another world. Some people said that the emperor's magic weapon can become a world by itself, and they are still quietly guarding the emperor's inheritance somewhere in Lingwu Continent.

Anyway, nowadays, holy-level weapons and magic weapons are already at the pinnacle of the immortal path, and only the strongest in the world cannot get their hands on them!

Meng Cangran is certainly not a world-famous person, but the fact that he can hold a holy treasure, even if it is only in a sealed state, is something that no one dares to underestimate!

The elder of Hermit Valley gave a sharp shout and announced the result of the game, which made many casual cultivators watching feel unhappy.

"What? Why did you stop suddenly? The fight hasn't been finished yet!"

"Yes, Meng Cangran obviously hasn't used his magic weapon yet, why should he be sentenced to lose!"

The onlookers were still unsatisfied and had not finished watching, as if they had experienced existence and cessation.

"Ahem, the verdict has been made. If the two players have any objections, they can come to appeal after the game."

"Next game..."

The voice of the elder judges was like thunder, and as soon as it sounded, it suppressed all the voices of discussion. He started calling out the contestants for the next duel.

Ning Wuxie turned around and walked back to the viewing area. Opposite him, Meng Cangran just woke up from a dream, his face was pale, he raised his head with difficulty, and his lips were trembling.

He seemed to want to say something, but seeing that Ning Wuxie had already walked back to the viewing area, he could only salute hastily to the elder judges, catch up with Ning Wuxie, and sit next to him.

"Brother Ning is indeed a talented young man. I'm willing to be inferior to you."

His cheeks were slightly red, and he seemed to be still out of breath, but his expression returned to its previous humility, and even a hint of shame.

"Brother Meng didn't believe that he lost just now?" Ning Wuxie teased.

"This is exactly why I feel ashamed. In order to compete with Brother Ning, I forgot about everything and even almost violated the master's prohibition. It is really not the behavior of a gentleman."

Meng Cangran held up his hands with a frank look on his face.

"Brother Ning is indeed stronger than me, but I lost."

Ning Wuxie nodded and stopped talking, thinking that Meng Cangran did have some grace.

Next to Ning Wuxie was the dark man who had been teasing Ning Wuxie crazily just before the war started.

At this time, he was so angry that he didn't dare to say a word. The showdown between Meng Cangran and Ning Wuxie simply exceeded his imagination as a cultivator in the Qi refining period!

Just now, he kept saying that Ning Wuxie was a dabbler, but he also felt that Meng Cangran's strength must be average. Now it seems that if it were any other person, I would not be able to hold it even halfway in their hands!

And everyone who was watching, after seeing Ning Wuxie fighting with their own eyes, no longer believed that the guy was a half-hearted talent.

The cultivators who had just been teasing the four words "Peach Little Fairy" now watched Ning Wuxie return to the spectator seats and sit down, their mouths closed tighter than the front door of their own house.

You must not provoke him!

After another duel, Ning Wuxie's name was called again.

"The ninth game, Ning Wuxie versus Liu Musong!"

Ning Wuxie stood up and was about to walk into the venue when she heard a shout from beside her.

"I surrender!"

He turned around and saw the dark-skinned Liu Musong sitting next to him, his arms trembling and fidgeting.

He looked at Ning Wuxie with a flattering yet fearful smile on his face...

The other casual cultivators who were watching shouted that they were disappointed. Seeing this, the elder judges had no choice but to say: "Liu Musong admits defeat. The winner of this match is Ning Wuxie."

"The first day of the competition in District C is over. The loser today will move to District D in Xiayingu Valley in a week. The winner will come at the same time tomorrow."

The elder judge waved his long sleeves, the barrier dispersed, and the wooden door of the courtyard opened.

The monks also left one after another.

Ning Wuxie was anxious to go home to see Xuan'er, but when he didn't want to go to the door, Meng Cangran stopped him.

"Brother Ning! Stay here, I have something to discuss with you."

Meng Cangran stopped Ning Wuxie with a smile. He was a mid-stage concentration cultivator. Today, he was defeated by Ning Wuxie, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining. He was about to move into the dormitory in Xia Yinding District, but he didn't look annoyed at all. .

"What's the matter?"

"Brother Ning, you must have inherited the ancient Daxia." Seeing that there were no other monks nearby, Meng Cangran got straight to the point.

Ning Wuxie was suddenly alert, thinking that the Confucian heirs had really extraordinary insights.

Daxia was a unified dynasty that existed in the Lingwu Continent ten thousand years ago. Its national art was star magic, and it was even studied to the point of obsession.

Eventually, civil strife broke out in Daxia and it fell apart into the current five dynasties and countless small countries.

"So what, Daxia has been dead for tens of thousands of years, and the dead cannot die anymore." Ning Wuxie said.

"Haha, that's natural. I knew Brother Ning wouldn't be that kind of crazy Daxia Zionist."

Meng Cangran smiled slightly, then lowered his voice and said: "Brother Ning, you must have inherited the inheritance from Emperor Huangxing, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Ning Wuxie's heart suddenly shook.

Emperor Huangxing, he actually knows that emperor’s name!

The last great emperor in human history!

No matter what Ning Wuxie's reaction was, Meng Cangran thought to himself: "Although I don't know what the inheritance of that great emperor is, when I saw Brother Ning's skills, I immediately remembered the heroic appearance of that great emperor."

Ning Wuxie didn't speak, just looked at Meng Canran quietly.

Even though his heart was shocked when he heard the name of Emperor Huang Xing, Ning Wuxie's expression remained calm and composed, showing no flaws at all.

"Brother Meng is very knowledgeable, I really don't dare compare with you."

"Compared to you, I am just a poor boy from a small slum in Kunyuan Kingdom. I accidentally awakened my physical constitution and was able to embark on the path of cultivation. Otherwise, I would have become a frozen bone on the roadside by now."

"I have never heard of the Emperor Huangxing you are talking about. I just met an old beggar while wandering and taught me this set of skills."

"To be honest, even now, I don't know what this set of exercises is called."

Ning Wuxie spread out her hands, her eyes full of sincerity.

"Really...?" Meng Cangran looked confused.

He didn't know what the inheritance of Emperor Huangxing was. He just happened to see one or two descriptions of it in the vast Confucian classics and knew that he used starry sky spells.

The book records that he was transformed into a human form by a star from outside the territory that fell to the ground. He has a special physique and the magical power he created can manifest the entire vast starry sky in the plane of Lingwu Continent.

Having reached the imperial realm, he can kill the enemy without using his hands. He can trap people in the boundless cold starry sky with a snap of his fingers and destroy them with the power of time!

Just now, when he saw Ning Wuxie using the Wutian Transformation Skill in the duel, he immediately thought of this great emperor, but now, seeing Ning Wuxie's sincere face, he was a little unsure.

It is said that a gentleman is magnanimous and a villain is always worried. Brother Ning is only fifteen or sixteen years old, how could you lie to me?

Am I judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart...

Yes, yes, Brother Ning can defeat his opponents across borders. He is a well-deserved young talent. He is devoted to cultivation, why would he bother to play riddles with me? It is me, who constantly doubts and doubts him, and falls behind!

Reflect on yourself, Meng Cangran! You need to examine yourself!

Meng Cangran thought so and immediately believed Brother Ning.

"Well, Brother Ning, I believe you."

"Perhaps when you reach a higher realm and become stronger in the future, you can explore his inheritance and discover that it is similar to yours!"

Ning Wuxie nodded, thinking that it was the same thing but the same result.

"So Brother Meng, what are you talking about?" Ning Wuxie didn't want to go around any more and asked directly.

Meng Cangran nodded, rubbed his hands, and said nervously: "Actually, I want to hire Brother Ning to help me with something."

"This is also the reason why I, a Confucian disciple, braved the taboo to come to the Hermit Valley."

"The emperor of the Xuan Qin Kingdom, Ying Yan, suffered something strange and will soon die. Master used the secrets to deduce that within a few months, there will be a great opportunity to cure Ying Yan near the Hermit Valley!"

"When Yingyan dies, Chu will definitely attack with the whole country taking advantage of the chaos. The Confucians don't want to see this happen, so they sent me here!"