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The collapse of the immortal tomb caused the death of thousands of cultivators. At the same time, there may be immortal weapons in the immortal tomb. After the news spread, it caused a sensation in the entire cultivation world.

Because of this sect, not only did the cultivators who came to Mount Tai did not leave, but more and more. Almost all cultivators who could walk in the secular world came to Mount Tai. There were cultivators everywhere in Mount Tai, and people kept flying over Mount Tai with their swords.

Every sunrise and dusk, the mist is hazy, and countless practitioners fly through the mist, making this place look like a fairyland and spectacular.

In recent days, many peerless powerful people have come to the Immortal Tomb to investigate, hoping to find the whereabouts of the Immortal Weapon.

These powerful people include giants who are famous, peerless powerful people who cannot be found in the world, as well as monsters, and Buddhist sects.

However, although these people's cultivation is vast and vast, they have not found any whereabouts of the immortal weapon.

These powerful people did not stay in the immortal tomb for many times. They came and went like the wind, like idle clouds and wild cranes. They did not get the whereabouts of the immortal weapon, so they left in a hurry.

Thousands of cultivators died, and perhaps they had immortal weapons hidden, important figures from the Nine Divisions also came to the Immortal Tomb and formed a special investigation team to investigate this matter.

The death of thousands of practitioners is a terrible thing. Most of these practitioners follow the official path to enter the world to practice. If such a thing happens, there will be joint and several liability in the nine places, and an explanation is needed to be given to the cultivation world.

However, after some investigation, no useful results were obtained, and in the end they could only make the decision.

More than 20,000 cultivators gathered in Mount Tai, and young and energetic cultivators were inevitably fighting for courage and ruthlessness. Every day, many people died because of fighting.

When a practitioner enters the world to practice, he only seeks fame and fortune. Who doesn’t want to gain some good reputations in the younger generation?

In this case, neither Jiuji nor other sects could be stopped, so they could only follow the trend.

Mount Tai is a famous mountain treasure land. Here is a sect, second only to the top ten holy places. This time, more than 20,000 cultivators gathered in Mount Tai in a short time, which made the Taishan Sect unexpectedly feel huge pressure.

Although there are more than 20,000 young cultivators, although there are no great cultivators above the Nascent Soul, this power cannot be underestimated. Once a problem arises, their Taishan Sect will never be reborn.

After all, this is the territory of the Taishan Sect. Strictly speaking, the Taishan Sect also has joint and several liability for these things. Whoever has the dead cultivators is not as good as the seniors of the masters? If there are bad signs, they will definitely form an irresistible force and turn the Taishan Sect into ashes.

Due to these concerns, the Taishan School and Jiudi hit it off. They planned to take advantage of this special period to hold a competition for the younger generation to lead this complex force in a controllable direction.

When they learned that the competition was about to be held, the cultivators immediately turned their attention to the competition. The competition could gain fame and have huge benefits on the arena. Even those with weak strength could watch the excitement, and no one would refuse.

Xuling Cliff is like a giant sword rising from the ground. Although there were many cracks, it still stood up and never fell down.

On the top of Xuling Cliff is a magnificent palace with endless carved railings, jade-built flying beams, and pavilions and pavilions.

Today, the sky was drizzling. From a distance, the continuous palaces were shrouded in the drizzle, exuding a unique gentle and charming atmosphere.

Spring rain is as precious as oil. The fog-like drizzle wet the bluestone floor tiles in the palace. The peach blossoms in the garden are stained with rain, falling from the branches, and the fallen flowers are colorful... The flowers fall helplessly.

"Aunt Master is awake!" A sudden scream came from the quiet palace.

When Ning Qianyu heard the news, Yu Jian rushed directly to Hongluan Palace, with an excited look on her pretty face. Ning Qianxi had been sleeping for thirteen days and finally woke up. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

In the bedroom of Hongluan Palace, Ning Qianxi closed her eyes tightly, curved eyelashes, delicate nose, elegant face line, and black hair scattered behind her head like a cloud, like a nine-day fairy who had fallen asleep. Perhaps because she had been sleeping for too long, her face turned pale.

Ning Qianxi frowned, as if she had encountered something painful, and as if she was trying to do something.

"Sister! You... wake up!" Ning Qianyu looked at Ning Qianxi's frowning eyebrows, knowing that her sister was trying hard to wake up.

Huh--Ning Qianxi frowned, "shuangfeng" fluttered violently, making a rapid breathing sound. At this moment, Ning Qianxi tightened her fists and opened her apricot eyes suddenly. There was no confusion in the apricot eyes, but only sadness.

"Teacher-Brother!" Ning Qianxi immediately sat up and shouted softly, with a soft tone but an indescribable feeling.

For thirteen days, she has been suffering all the time. Although she has been sleeping, she can still hear all the sounds outside. Since Xiao Cheng handed her over to Ning Qianyu, she has woken up.

From Ning Qianyu and some disciples, she got a terrible fact that her senior brother was dead!

"Sister..." Ning Qianyu felt inexplicably painful when she saw her sister's distracted look. She had never seen her sister look like this before, but she wanted to comfort her, but she couldn't speak.

Ning Qianxi seemed to have not heard Ning Qianyu's voice, staring at the front without any focus, her chest was undulating violently, and a faint layer of water vapor was filled with the apricot.

Perhaps she and Xiao Cheng had known each other for a very short time, only two days, but some things had never been necessary to time, but the short time came was deeply engraved and unforgettable.

Xiao Cheng retreated with a sword and discussed the great devil in the Golden Wings with her, told her jokes, gave her peach blossoms, watched the sunrise together, entered the fairy tomb together, and finally Xiao Cheng rescued her with a desperate body.

In the end, she raped her and scolded her. She was the first time she heard those vicious words, but she could clearly see the concern in Xiao Cheng's eyes.

If it weren't for her recklessness, Xiao Cheng wouldn't have died. Everything was because of her, everything was because of her...

After sleeping for so long, Xiao Cheng thought the most. When Xiao Cheng was still by her side, she did not realize that she realized that everything was so precious after losing it.

At this moment, scenes flashed like electricity in front of her eyes. She only felt suffocating and only felt dizzy.

"Senior brother... it was Qianxi who harmed you!" Ning Qianxi murmured to herself, spreading her tightly packed fingers, and there was a white strip of cloth rolled into a ball in her palm.

Ning Qianxi looked at the cloth strip in her hand and her delicate body trembled. This was left to her by Xiao Cheng before her death. She didn't know what was written in it, but she wanted to read it but didn't dare to read it.

Ning Qianxi tried hard to restrain her emotions. She stretched out her plain hand and slowly opened the cloth strip. The scarlet blood stains made her fingers tremble, and a line of sloppy blood books came into her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I told a lie, but in fact you are not small. Pay attention to safety in the future, and people's hearts are unpredictable. After leaving, you will never have a chance. It's better to forget each other in the world! Goodbye! No more!"

Ning Qianxi took back the flying sword, stretched out her plain hand, clumsyly tied up the long hair of the shawl and gently wrapped it on her head to form an ancient bride's bun.

"Fairy Ning is not married, why did she tie her hair up?" Many people exclaimed.

Everyone understands what Ning Qianxi means by coiling her hair, which means that she already has a master and is already someone else's wife, and this "other" is naturally Xiao Cheng.

Ning Qianxi has made this decision since she was sleeping for more than ten days. Perhaps it seems incredible to others, but it is very normal and reasonable for her.

In her lifetime, she may never tolerate others. She wants to ascend to the immortals to find Xiao Cheng, but the elders in the sect will force her to marry someone else. How could she marry someone else? Then this is the best result.

Ning Qianxi's long hair was tied, and her temperament changed, and she had a more graceful and charming atmosphere.

Ning Qianxi did not stop and stretched out his hand and forty-five crystal-clear red lotus petals flew towards the cliff wall of Xuling Cliff. The petals and cliff walls made a series of crossing sounds, and stone chips splashed. Soon a line of beautiful seal characters appeared on the mountain wall.

"The tomb of Chen Xiao, Ning Qianxi's Taoist couple, Xuling Cliff."

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The title of the book has been changed to "The Strongest Sword Immortal", huh... Brothers, don't complain, haha, although the title of this book is ordinary, it is still appropriate. The theme of this book will not change, the title is just the book, don't care about these small details!! I hope brothers will support it as always!]
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