Fix your sister's fairy

The night before the big competition of the sect is destined to have many people sleepless, the monks in the mortal period are also monks, and they will be regarded as cultivating immortals if they don't sleep every day, compared to the state of self-cultivation and self-cultivation before the big competition, more monks in the Qingshan Sect choose to temporarily hold the Buddha's feet, and they have been sitting and breathing all night long, as if they are going to cultivate a lifetime of immortals overnight.

But no matter how hard you try, the blue sky and day will not be delayed by half a minute, when the first rays of dawn after the night shine on the top of the main peak, Yuxian Peak, Evergreen Peak, Xiaozhu Peak, Zhiren Peak, Xingluo Peak... Wait, the peaks of the Qingshan Sect rang the bell in unison, and the bell that hit the bell with the mana of the vast period spread to all directions, and reflected each other, and finally rang in unison on the entire green mountains and green sea.

All this is a sign that the sect competition of the Qingshan Sect has begun.

And halfway up the mountain of Xiaozhu Peak, in the bamboo sea, in an inconspicuous disciple's bamboo house, a mana that can be suppressed but is still strangely pure and strong shook open, Wang An, who was sitting cross-legged in the bamboo house, opened his eyes, and a sharp light shot out from it, but when he closed his eyes in a few seconds and then opened them, he was no longer sharp, and he only felt that this son was full of energy.

"Finally broke through. Wang An silently got up and stared at the empty shell of a spirit stone under his feet, if the rest of the disciples entered here and saw it, they would definitely be shocked that Wang An actually consumed so many high-grade spirit stones overnight, and every spirit stone was drawn into an empty shell, and I don't know what means can use the spirit stones so efficiently, and Wang An, who is just out of the ordinary, has not exploded and died.

Yes, Wang An finally chose to use the cultivation resources in the gift ring given by Mo Yi, the piles of high-grade spirit stones and the spirit fruits of washing the essence and marrow are a temptation that cannot be refused, Wang An had tried to imagine that all of these things were a fishhook, but he still bit it down after careful consideration.

Without him, on the way to cultivation, you will either take one step into the blue sky and white clouds, or retreat and fall into the abyss.

Wang An slowly moved the Immortal Dao, hiding the unusually high mana after the breakthrough, and now it seems that he is just a lucky fourth-layer monk who temporarily broke through to the fourth layer of the Mortal Stage, and if his current true realm is spread out, it will cause an uproar in the Qingshan Sect, and he is not ready to deal with all the follow-up snooping, so he can only hibernate.

Hearing the magnificent bell from the peak of Xiaozhu Peak, Wang An also knew that the time had come, he pushed open the door of the bamboo house and walked out, the bamboo forest avenue was overcrowded, for today's big event, all the disciples got up very early without exception, and they were already waiting outside ~ before dawn.

"Wang An, are you alright?"

As soon as Wang An went out, he heard someone shouting to him, and looked sideways at the beautiful woman who was also wearing a cyan sect uniform with him rushing towards him, that was naturally Lin Xian, after yesterday's evening, Lin Xian had been worried about Wang An's comfort in the house, and now he saw that Wang An was fine, so he naturally couldn't help but come to ask.

Seeing Lin Xian, Wang An's face was originally tense and solemn, and he showed a gentle smile and looked at Lin Xian's head who walked in front of him: "How can I have something? Didn't I say it yesterday, just go to the peak to meet the big guys, guess who I met?"

"It's fine if you're okay. Lin Xian didn't seem to care who the big man in Wang An's mouth was, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wang An was not missing arms or legs, and patted his chest gently, seeing Wang An staring at his movements, he suddenly blushed and didn't know where to put his hand.

Seeing this, Wang An opened his mouth and didn't know why he didn't tell him about seeing An Zhi's fate, he chose to hide it, and he didn't know what he was hiding, but he couldn't spit out what Lin Xian originally wanted to say like he wanted to show off, and he wanted to find something else, such as today's good weather or something.

But before Wang An could say anything more, Lin Xian's eyes lit up, and he looked Wang An up and down and said, "You broke through?"

"It's just a slight breakthrough, and I don't know how many places I can compete for in the big competition. Wang An nodded.

"You want to participate in the big competition?" Lin Xian was a little overwhelmed for a moment, and the worry in his eyes overflowed again.

The big competition of the Qingshan Sect is not mandatory, after all, there are endless cases of mutilation and death in the big competition, personal vendettas, misses, superiors, and the realm gap is too large, and various accidents lead to the death of disciples in each big competition, so the disciples who rush to participate in the big competition are at least prepared.

Although Wang An in Lin Xian's memory is very smart, very tactful and often takes care of himself, he is definitely not a person who excels in force, she knows that Wang Anxin has always had great ambitions, but she never thought that he would show it today.

"Since you have broken through, it doesn't hurt to try it, cultivating immortals all the way is going to be a sword after all. Wang An's face was very calm, she had made up her mind, Lin Xian did not say anything to persuade her, she never arbitrarily imposed her weakness on others, she would only support silently at Wang An's insistence, which is why Wang An has always been willing to help and take care of this weak but sensible woman. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"When the time comes, you're going to cheer me on in the audience. Wang An couldn't help but take the initiative to laugh when he saw that Lin Xian was still worried, and at this time, the bell on Xiaozhu Peak spread again, different from the previous continuous sound, the bell rang three times in a row at this moment, one was more deafening than the other, Wang An paused and put away his smile, because this bell signaled that the waiting disciples should act.

Looking down at the entire Qingshan Sect, you will see that there are people flowing down from each mountain peak, like the water flowing down the low, one after another close to the main peak, this is a very novel scene in the world of cultivating immortals, thousands of disciples are all monks, but none of them have called up their mana to hurry, and the disciples who have emerged from the various peaks have not relied on their cultivation to be quite high and convenient for the sword for a while, no matter how vast they are, they have climbed the majestic main peak step by step.

This is the sect motto of the Qingshan Sect, no matter who it is on the day of Dabi, even the elders can only climb the main peak on foot, as long as people are always vigilant that the road of cultivating immortals cannot be made overnight, and it takes one step at a time to reach the peak of Qingyun.

And at the front of the stone steps of the main peak, there are several inner disciples who are slowly climbing the mountain, Chen Yin, the chief of the Qingshan Sect, An Zhiming, the senior sister, Wu Ming, the palm of Tianyang, and the sword Yinghua of Qinghua in the blue water... The inner disciples led all the disciples of the Qingshan Sect to climb the mountain with the attitude of pioneers, and each disciple looked at their backs with admiration and expectation.

In the crowd of mountaineering, Wang An also looked at the backs of those inner doors, although he didn't say anything, but Lin Xian beside him was keenly aware of the uncontrollable emotions in the shell of the person next to him.

And that kind of emotion is called juvenile spirit, and it is only a tiger's rib sleeve from the daytime to the sky.

Unfortunately, someone is giving Wang An a pair of wings, looking forward to his performance at the top.