I will survive with proficiency

Inside the Lingbao.

Behind Chen Ping's repair of the Lingbao, a piece was inserted into a jade tablet in the wasteland.

A soul came to life.

"Where is this?" The monk in the spiritual state looked around blankly, as if recalling the previous battle, and was horrified.

This soul is none other than Brother Deer.

Just as the deer monk was frightened, a voice came from behind:

"Stop arguing, you're already dead."

died?

"What do you mean?" Brother Lu suddenly turned around and saw another monk in the state of Yuanshen. He was immediately shocked:

"Liang Sheng?"

"Why are you here?"

"What's wrong with your appearance?"

Brother Lu asked several questions in succession.

The soul in front of him was Liang Sheng, and he naturally recognized it. But the Liang Sheng in front of him was as skinny as a stick, with a haggard face, sunken eyes, and an extremely tired look on his face, with a look of hopelessness.

Moreover, the muscles on his face kept twitching, as if he was enduring the pain of purgatory.

Liang Sheng didn't answer any of these questions, but said calmly:

"You will know what it means soon. In the tenth breath after your soul awakens, you will feel the same as me. Now start the countdown, 3, 2."

Before '1' could be counted, the sound of the deer monk gnashing his teeth and groaning in pain suddenly came out.

Then the groans of pain turned into the sound of crazy laughter.

Eventually it turned into a roar.

"Is it as uncomfortable as being eaten by thousands of ants?" Liang Sheng's facial muscles kept twitching, but his tone was calm:

"It's okay to feel uncomfortable."

"There will be things more painful than this in the future, but I just can't die. I can only endure this pain over and over again."

"Don't shout either. No matter how loud you shout, no one can hear you except Chen Ping."

"And Chen Ping will only laugh at you."

Brother Deer's face was distorted and his expression was ferocious: "How many years have you been here?"

"How long? It's been so long that I don't remember it anymore, three or four hundred years, right?"

"Has it always been this painful?"

"It's just going to get more painful."

Brother Deer's facial muscles twitched.

When Liang Sheng saw Brother Lu in such pain, he suddenly felt that he was not in so much pain anymore, and said sarcastically:

"You're so pitiful. I was imprisoned here accidentally for the sake of Shengxian Valley, but you risked your own life just for the meager resources of a Yuanying family. Tsk Tsk, tsk, stupid.”

"Are you checking my memory?" Brother Deer was furious.

Liang Sheng was noncommittal, just with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Brother Deer was angered:

"Old guy, if your soul is so weak and you still dare to deserve a beating, do you believe that I will kill you?"

"Kill me?" Liang Sheng said funnyly:

"If you could kill me, it would be too late for me to thank you."

The deer monk was startled.

For the first time, I felt extremely frightened. I turned around and shouted loudly:

"Chen Ping, Chen Ping, let me out!"

"Bang bang bang!"

However, Chen Ping turned a deaf ear and continued to immerse himself in repairing the spiritual treasure. After a day and two nights of repair, the most critical moment had now been reached.

He must repair the spiritual treasure before dawn, otherwise he may not be able to catch up with the holy war.

As time passed, Brother Deer might have become tired of shouting and no longer shouted loudly.

Watching Chen Ping closely, he continued to cast spells into the void, obviously repairing the spiritual treasure.

Seeing that Chen Ping had made no progress for a long time, Brother Lu couldn't help laughing:

"Hahaha, Chen Ping, do you have this day too?"

"Do you think you will win if you kill me? Are you still trapped here and never see the light of day?"

"Will it be refined day by day by Ling Bao?"

"Hahaha, I can't wait until we reach the same destination through different paths."

Liang Sheng watched longer than Brother Lu and Chen Ping for a day and two nights, but there was still no progress. He couldn't help but laugh too:

"Don't waste your efforts. This spiritual treasure looks like a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure at first glance, and it is of the highest quality. No matter how strong you are in combat and don't know how to refine weapons, you are still powerless."

"Just wait here to die."

"Hahahaha." Brother Deer laughed and felt a lot more comfortable:

"Chen Ping, you are wrong all the time. You shouldn't have killed Lao Ma. If he was still alive, he might be able to take you out. But now, look, aren't you waiting to die like me?"

Liang Sheng echoed:

"He didn't want to kill Lao Ma. Lao Ma was killed by your good grandson in a sneak attack. It's retribution, hahaha."

Having said this, Brother Lu was even more convinced that Chen Ping's level of weapon refining was average. The depression in his heart was swept away, and even the tingling sensation all over his body seemed to disappear completely:

"Hahaha, it is indeed retribution."

"Chen Ping, come on, don't waste your efforts, come on, let's have a chat, maybe we can enjoy the last happy time, hahaha."

"Oh, by the way, I heard that your master didn't practice formations before? Do you want to try the formations? See if the formation skills can unlock the weapon? Ah, you have to give it a try, hahaha."

At this moment, I just heard a 'clang'.

It was as if two screws were aligned with each other's grooves, and there was a snapping sound.

Then the weather over the wasteland changed.

Then, the second sound of 'clang' came.

Then the third and the fourth.

The sound of "clang" was not loud, but every sound resounded in the hearts of the two people in the jade monument.

"this"

Brother Lu was shocked and looked at each other with Liang Sheng.

This is when Lingbao enters the rhythm of continuous repair.

this.

Chen Ping is not only powerful in combat.

And he’s also a master of weapon refining?

Is this still the ordinary casual cultivator?

how so?

So it turned out that it was just the two of us who were trapped to death in the end?

Shengxian Valley.

"Dang!"

A long bell rang, echoing in the valley dojo for a long time.

The dojo instantly became quiet.

At this time, the dojo was already full of monks, and the monks were divided into three camps.

One is a member of the Zhuxian Alliance.

The second is the people from Shengxian Valley.

The third is the spectator.

On the high platform on the east side of the dojo, An Hai, leader of the Zhuxian Alliance, looked at the other side of the dojo, stood up and said:

"Zhao Xichen, it's time to come out and announce the rules."

The voice was loud and spread throughout the entire audience.

The whole audience could hear the needle drop.

On the high platform on the other side of the dojo, an old man slowly stood up from his seat:

"Everyone, welcome to Shengxian Valley."

"Shengxian Valley, Shengxian Valley, but it is not a place of Shengxian. You can feel that the spiritual energy and Taoist charm here are indeed much richer than those in the human world, so many colleagues thought that I, Shengxian Valley, was here for no reason. Stealing the spiritual energy and Taoist charm of the human world."

"In fact, this spiritual energy and Tao Yun are nothing more than necessary to maintain the stability of the human world's confinement."

"This misunderstanding was taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives, causing Shengxian Valley to become the target of public criticism. Shengxian Valley was unjustly accused."

"But these are not what you need to discuss in this gathering. This Valley Master just wants to tell you that this is the reason why this holy war is held."

An Hai remained motionless, thinking that it was not something that needed to be discussed. What could you say?

However, he did not interrupt. People who come here are not easily deceived. No matter how many high-sounding words he says, it is useless. No matter how much he refutes, it is useless.

What ultimately matters is the outcome of the jihad.

The holy war went smoothly, and the human world was transformed into a new world.

The Wuwei faction in the spiritual world will take over and lead this matter, subvert the Shengxian Valley, and re-create the confinement without relying on the confinement of the Shengxian Valley.

The jihad has failed and everything is business as usual.

The voice that Shengxian Valley exists for imprisonment will become mainstream again due to the decline of the Immortal Killing Alliance.

It's that simple.

"Everyone, I, Zhao Xichen, announce that the Holy War has officially begun."

"Dang, Dang, Dang!"

Three bells covered the entire venue.

"Now that it has begun, let's announce the rules." Someone shouted.

Everyone looked at Zhao Xichen again.

In this holy war, Shengxian Valley is the master and Zhuxian Alliance is the challenger. The rules and competition methods are determined by Shengxian Valley. The methods of the competition have not been announced before.

All the rumors are speculation.

Zhao Xichen laughed, took a step forward, looked up into the void, and pushed his palm towards the sky.

In an instant, dark clouds closed in at the end of the sky.

A hole was suddenly torn open in the dense dark clouds, and a point of light flashed out of the hole, then continued to expand.

Everyone looked to the horizon.

They were all dumbfounded and shocked.

That was a group of monks coming from the air.

No, a coffin to be exact.

Pulled by nine silver dragons, he came slowly through the air.

——Kowloon coffin pulling!

Then, the iron chain linking Jiulong and the coffin suddenly broke, and the coffin fell with a crash.

Taking the falling point as the starting point, a ladder quickly formed, extending upward until it reached deep into the sky without an end. The nine dragons had long since disappeared.

"What's this?"

"Ladder to heaven?"

"What does this have to do with the rules of the competition?"

Someone recovered from the shock and questioned loudly.

Zhao Xichen said slowly:

"This is the ladder to heaven."

"This holy war is called climbing the ladder to heaven and entering the immortal path. Only those who are destined to be immortal can do it."

"The Taoist friends of the Zhuxian League only need to walk step by step from this ladder to the Qiong Tower, and if they break the Qiong Tower, they will win."

As soon as these words came out, the ladder changed again. An illusory and real Qiong Tower appeared in the sky above the ladder, and there were several more pavilions or platforms on the way from the Qiong Tower to the entrance of the ladder.

There was an uproar at the scene.

There was a lot of discussion.

"What's this?"

"So the pavilion or platform dojo is the competition site?"

"I guess so."

"No matter what tricks they come up with, we, the Immortal Killing Alliance, will definitely win this time. Did you see those eight Immortal Killing Swords in the front row? Tsk tsk, that's a genius that only happens once in a thousand or ten thousand years."

The front row of the Zhuxian League.

An elder asked An Hai softly:

"Isn't this...isn't this ladder a spiritual treasure? When competing in the ladder, the master of the spiritual treasure occupies the right time, place, and people. Even the rules can be changed by him at any time. How can this be compared?"

An Hai shook his head:

"I have sensed that this ladder is ownerless. It is fair and just."

He raised his head and said loudly:

"In that case, let's get started."

"Okay." Zhao Xichen looked calm and waved gently:

"Since I, Shengxian Valley, have set the rules for the competition, I have the upper hand. To prevent fellow Taoists from the Zhuxian League from thinking that they have suffered a loss, I will give more convenience to the Taoist friends from the Zhuxian League in terms of the rules."

"During the competition, the Zhuxian Alliance is limited to a total of fifteen opportunities to climb the ladder. One person can reincarnate at a time. You can exit and then enter again until you try hard or give up."

"Brother An, are you still satisfied with this rule?"

Under this rule, it is indeed taking care of the Zhuxian Alliance.

But An Hai's face didn't look good. In his opinion, this was more like an insult to the Zhuxian Alliance.

Is there any reason to exit after failure and then re-enter?

But as long as the result is good, the process is not important. I thought about how rampant Shengxian Valley is now and how embarrassing it will be after losing.

So he said:

"This alliance leader has no objection."

"Okay." Zhao Xichen said loudly and looked at the young man behind him:

"Xiaoqi, you go to the first gate and guard it."

Then he said loudly:

"The first level is the level of the Instrument Dao. Those who are not blessed with the Instrument Dao will not be able to advance. Fellow Taoists of the Zhuxian Alliance, please come."

A young man behind Zhao Xichen stood up gently, flew into the ladder with a whoosh, and sat down in the first pavilion.

There was a murmur in the dojo.

"Xiao Qi? This person's name is Xiao Qi? Who is he? Which sect's genius disciple?"

"I don't know. I've never seen it before?"

"Is he very strong? He looks so young."

"If you can defend the first level on behalf of Shengxian Valley, you shouldn't be weak. But I heard that there is a great weapon refining master in the Zhuxian League. He is very knowledgeable in the art of weapon. In the weapon refining battle, he won a great victory with one against six. Win, the Immortal Killing Alliance will definitely win this game."

"The Shengxian Valley is probably just a little monk trying the water. The next few levels are probably more difficult."

“…..”

While everyone was happy, An Hai and the top officials of the Zhuxian Alliance were also ecstatic.

It's not that they don't recognize the current boy named Xiaoqi, in fact they don't know him either.

But that's not important.

The important thing is that 'time' is their big killer.

Shi Shi is not good at words, and he is the least conspicuous among the eight immortal swords. Although he has a 1V6 record that year, he is still a weapon refiner who became a monk halfway, so although he is a genius, he is the least conspicuous among the eight swords.

But only An Hai and a few others knew that this was done deliberately.

In fact, the time is strong.

Among the eight swords, he can be ranked in the top two.

"Time, you go." An Hai concealed the joy in his heart:

"This first stop is also a battle that will enhance the hopes of all those who hope to subvert the Shengxian Valley, including me. I don't care who the so-called gadget is, I have absolute confidence in this battle."

"Go ahead, this is your moment of honor."

Time suddenly opened his eyes and flew out with a whoosh.

Several auxiliary swords also flew out with a whoosh.

Fairy Qiu Shan turned to look at the entrance of Shengxian Valley again, then lowered his eyes and watched the battle in the ladder attentively.

This is the first battle.

She also has absolute confidence in time.

There is another spectator who also has absolute confidence in time, and that is Princess Blossom.

"Look, Brother Time is here."

"Wow, so handsome."

"Oh my God, how could there be such a handsome monk?"

"Xianling, what are you looking at at the entrance? Look at Brother Shiguang, look at it."

Princess Huahua's eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and she held Baili's slender sleeves in her hands, but her eyes never left Time.

...No Brother Chen Jun... Baili Xianling added in her heart.

"Can you win?" Baili Xianling asked curiously.

Princess Flower was not happy anymore and puffed up her cheeks:

"Hey, who are you looking down on?"

"Anyone can lose among these Immortal Killing Swords, but Brother Shiguang can never lose?"

"I tell you, he will beat the teeth of that evil-looking monk called Xiaoqi until his teeth will fall out on the floor, and his mother will not be able to recognize him."

Baili Xianling glanced at the monk named Xiaoqi and thought to herself that he was not scolding him.

Of course, she hopes that time will win, both in public and in private.

I hope time can really beat the opponent half to death.

Not only because he is good friends with Princess Blossom, but also for the future of the entire human world and the demon world.

"Did I know you at that time?" Baili Xianling asked weakly.

"do not know."

Baili Xianling:..."Then you call someone else your brother?"

"Huh, sooner or later you will be my princess's consort, it doesn't matter if you call me early or late."

Baili Xianling was speechless.

There was no chance to talk anymore, because Princess Huahua shushed, because time began to climb the ladder to heaven and enter the heaven.

…

Dome ruins.

Tens of thousands of monks gathered here, and the scene was buzzing with people.

"It's begun, it's begun."

"Start climbing the ladder to heaven."

"Hey, hey, hey, I recognize that Immortal Killing Sword. I saw him in the Weapon Refining Competition back then. The Weapon Refining Dao Screens in the Weapon Refining Competition back then were useless in front of him. He is really a proud man of heaven."

"Who is that little device?"

"I don't recognize him. He looks like a nobody at first glance."

"Time will definitely win."

"The moment of change for the fate of the monks at the bottom of the human world like me has finally arrived, hahaha." "..."

Among the crowd, a female cultivator sitting on a spiritual chair quietly looked at the halo scene high in the sky.

The person pushing the spiritual chair behind her was an old man. He was worried that other people would block the female cultivator on the chair, so he pushed the spiritual chair and moved it to the side. He glanced at the female cultivator without legs and sighed: "You are actually You can go in and see.”

The female cultivator smiled:

"It's more fun to watch it with Master."

The old man was helpless. His apprentice got the token to enter the Immortal Valley, but as a nameless Yuanying monk, he didn't get the token and could only observe the feast at the dome ruins.

As a result, his apprentice also stayed.

He looked at his apprentice and sighed:

"You are just too kind-hearted and think about others. Master will eventually leave, so you have to be more careful. People in this world of immortality are unpredictable and there are countless insidious and cunning people, so you have to be on guard."

The female cultivator thought of the monk she saw in the Yuan Kong Ancient Realm and smiled:

"But after all, not everyone is sinister and cunning."

The old man shook his head, knowing the temper of his apprentice, so he stopped preaching. Seeing the time climbing the ladder in the halo, he unconsciously thought of another apprentice:

"It would be great if your senior brother was still alive. Your senior brother has been looking forward to this grand event for a long time."

The nun said nothing.

She lost her legs because she was framed by her senior brother. The monster was so evil that as a true god of transformation, she could not regenerate her severed limbs, so she had to come to observe the Holy War with a mutilated body.

But when she returned to the sect, she did not tell her master the true situation.

So much so that the master didn't know what the senior brother was doing.

"I don't know if this boy can win?"

Hearing Master's sigh, the female cultivator smiled:

"I don't know if this young man can defeat the disciples, but the Immortal-Zhu Alliance will definitely win. Even if he cannot win this time, there will always be a chance to win in the future."

"Because the Zhuxian Alliance is on the side of justice, justice will eventually defeat evil. I believe that there will eventually be someone in this world who will suppress this evil."

"Master is right, there are many evil people, and there are countless insidious and cunning people."

"But I also believe that some people will not want to join the same trend."

The old man smiled:

"have you seen?"

The female cultivator also smiled:

"...Disciple has seen it."