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The world is like a cage, trapping those who don't want to stay. Ning Chen knows what he wants very well and ignores other things.
He is not a sentimental person, let alone a kind person. Just like the tragedy on the mountain, even if it happens again, he will not take action.
He didn't feel much about what happened in this situation, and he didn't want to interfere too much.
Nine days later, the competition on the mountain began. All five sages from Jiuxiao appeared, together with the heads of many major sects and secular princes. Their auras were looming, which put a lot of pressure on everyone present.
Ning Chen's eyes swept over everyone present, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The talent in this world is indeed much more than Divine Continent's earth.
Among these people, in addition to the five deities of Jiuxiao, there are actually four powerful men in the innate realm, one of whom is also a secular prince.
The status of Nine Heavens Mountain can be seen to some extent in this competition, especially Meng Xuanji among the five, which is obviously the focus of everyone.
He heard Little Stone say that Dream Venerable was already a strong man in the fourth innate calamity twenty years ago. No one knows where he has reached now.
The first round of grouping came out soon. Ning Chen was the first to confront a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. Her cultivation was at the third level of the Houtian Realm. She looked timid and obviously a little afraid of strangers.
Ning Chen came on stage, looking at the little girl who was almost scared to cry, with a look of helplessness on her face.
On the high platform, many eyes are watching this game. This is the first day of the competition, and they also hope to see if any amazing young people will appear.
Ning Chen has no chance of advancing, and thinks more about how to lose this game without leaving any trace.
If the little girl didn't take action, Ning Chen wouldn't move. After waiting for a long time, the surrounding audience became impatient and began to urge loudly.
The little girl was so scared that she subconsciously made a move. Ning Chen immediately flew out in cooperation and fell under the martial arts platform. In order to appear realistic, she deliberately cut her forehead and shed a trace of blood.
Little Stone covered his eyes in shame, it was so embarrassing.
The big figures from various religions on the high platform also smiled helplessly. The third level of the Houtian Realm is just the threshold for entering martial arts. However, this young man is weaker and is obviously an ordinary person.
Without winning a game or making a move, Ning Chen was easily eliminated and eliminated directly.
In several other martial arts arenas, competitions are also proceeding in an orderly manner. Nine Heavens Mountain has strict age restrictions for recruiting disciples, which cannot exceed twenty years old, and they have strong autonomy. Therefore, as long as they can show enough talent, they are likely to be accepted into the sect even if they cannot enter the top three.
Of course, no one would be willing to accept someone as miserable as Ning Chen, as long as they don't have a bad brain.
Little Stone's opponent was also a young boy. The two of them traded back and forth for a long time. In the end, Little Stone won half of the moves and barely defeated the opponent. He couldn't close his mouth with joy.
The competition between the outer disciples was still going on. Ning Chen couldn't leave in public, so he could only wait patiently for the sunset.
There are still some geniuses. A young man of about seventeen years old, whose cultivation level has reached the peak of Eighth-Rank, is just one step away from reaching the realm of connecting with the sky. As soon as he makes a move, he immediately attracts the attention of many people.
"King of Xilin's legitimate son is indeed extremely talented." Headmaster Jiuxiao nodded with satisfaction. This young man is undoubtedly a strong candidate for the top three. More importantly, he is only seventeen years old and his future is limitless.
"Junior brother, how are you?"
"Not bad"
Jian Tianzhu smiled and replied.
He knew that the headmaster wanted him to accept this person, but he didn't care. One more Heavenly Forging Hall was not enough, and one less was not enough. However, he preferred the young man who swept Heaven-Ascending Stairway. Compared with his disciples, Heavenly Forging Hall lacked someone who could sweep the courtyard.
The sun was setting, and the competition was one-third of the way through, so it had to stop temporarily and continue tomorrow. Ning Chen had long been impatient. When he heard the order to end the competition, he immediately patted his butt and left.
When night fell, Ning Chen was still meditating quietly in his hut, and rebuilt Scroll of Life again, but the difficulty was not much less than the first time.
The silver light gathered little by little, and after more than half a month, it finally began to show signs of condensation. The small cyclone rotated extremely slowly, and the weak one seemed to disperse at any time.
At this moment, Ning Chen's eyes suddenly opened, looking outside the door, a cold light flashed.
Someone is coming.
"Dangdang"
The knock on the door was very cautious, indicating that the owner who knocked on the door was uneasy.
Ning Chen stood up, walked forward and opened the door. Under the moonlight, he saw the appearance of the person coming.
The soft and frail figure in front of the door, fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate and timid appearance, is like a frightened little rabbit, which will be scared away at the slightest sign of trouble.
Ning Chen recognized the person in front of him at a glance. She was the little girl he was fighting with on stage today.
"I... I'm here to... apologise to you." The little girl stuttered a little. She didn't know whether she was born like this or was scared.
Ning Chen frowned, how did she find this place? He should be relatively low-key. In the vast sea of people, one more person than him is not too much, and one person without him is not too much.
"Yes... I'm sorry..." The little girl continued to stutter and apologized in a panic.
"In the ring competition, there will definitely be a winner or loser, and I'm not injured, so you don't need to apologize to me," Ning Chen said calmly.
"You... are... hurt" Yin Shuangshuang pointed at the former's forehead and said timidly.
Ning Chen sighed in his heart. He didn't know whose child this was. He was so timid, but he dared to send it to Nine Heavens Mountain with confidence.
"I'm fine, and I also need to rest. Please come back."
"Yes... I'm sorry... I'm... leaving right now."
Yin Shuangshuang apologized again in a panic, turned around and left.
Ning Chen watched the stuttering little girl leave, but didn't take it to heart and continued to go back to the house to repair her illness.
In the remaining few days, Ning Chen didn't even go up the mountain. Whether Nine Heavens Mountain accepted a disciple or not was none of his business. Now, the only thing he cared about was how to restore his cultivation as soon as possible.
He currently has no realm and no cultivation. Once his realm accidentally breaks out and attracts Third Xiantian Tribulation, the fun will be great.
He can guarantee that with his current situation, as long as he attracts Third Tribulation, he will definitely die.
He finally saved his life, but he didn't want to lose it just like this.
Little Stone will come down from time to time, sometimes bringing good news and sometimes giving bad news.
The little guy was eliminated in the second round. After being awkward for a long time, Ning Chen comforted him for a long time and finally coaxed him over.
"Brother Ning, do you want to become a disciple? I have a way." One day, Little Stone said mysteriously before leaving.
"I don't want to" Ning Chen said with a smile.
No matter what teacher he worships, if he actually fights, even the five gods of Jiuxiao can beat him, not many of them can, and the most important thing is that he doesn't want to attract attention.
Although no one in this world should be able to recognize him, he didn't want to take risks. After all, he had fought against Featherfall Valley quite a few times, and even Featherfall Valley was destroyed in his hands. The realm master probably wanted to tear him into pieces.
Little Stone left. As soon as he returned to the mountain, he ran to the Bamboo Listening Pavilion, dragged Yun Shisan who was just recovering from a serious injury, and begged to take him to the Separation and Union Hall.
Although Separation and Union Hall is also on the main peak, it is at a very high position. It is impossible to go up to Little Stone alone.
Yun Shisan couldn't resist, so he had to go up with Little Stone.
Separation and Union Hall is the residence of Medicine Venerable, and Little Stone was also picked up by Medicine Venerable. The relationship between the two is very good, but Medicine Venerable is very busy on weekdays, and Little Stone is also naughty, so he was left to the care of Yun Shisan.
With Medicine Venerable and Yun Shisan taking care of them, Little Stone and Nine Heavens Mountain can basically walk sideways. Fortunately, although the little guy is naughty, he is actually very kind and never causes trouble.
"Grandpa Medicine"
Still halfway up the mountain, Little Stone was already shouting at the top of his lungs, and his childish voice echoed on the peak, unusually loud.
Separation and Union Hall, a chuckle rang out, and immediately, the two people who were still climbing felt a lightness on their bodies, and the next moment, they landed on the mountain peak.
"Disciple Yun Shisan, greeting Medicine Venerable" Yun Shisan bowed meticulously and said respectfully.
"Haha, thank you for your hard work, Thirteen. You go down first. I will Little Stone send you down after a while." Separation and Union Hall said an old voice, kindly.
"Yes"
Yun Shisan responded and immediately turned around and went down the mountain.
The next day, Ning Chen continued to scan his Heaven-Ascending Stairway. Since the day before the outer disciple competition, this Heaven-Ascending Stairway would have countless people coming and going every day. With more people walking, there would naturally be more dust.
But he would rather sweep the floor here than watch the young men competing on the mountain.
Ning Chen forgot that his age was actually not much different from the young people on the mountain. He should have been young and frivolous, and he was competitive. However, after experiencing many people and events, it has become impossible to look back.
In the past year, he faced Fan Lingyue and Martial Lord level battles every day. Life and death depended on each other. Once he lost, thousands of people would be buried with him.
He had lost, more than once, and the price became heavier every time. Although Great Xia won in the end, the price paid was far beyond imagination.
He could no longer go back to the past, let alone live as carelessly as he had when he first entered the palace, even if he had just traveled to a strange place.
Changsun Are you okay? Her birthday is coming soon again. This time, he can't make it back. The little oiran in the house must remember to send him a gift.
How is sister Qing Ling? Is she still as fierce as before? If this continues, I will definitely not be able to get married.
A'man I don't know where that silly girl was taken by the senior. Did he learn all the messy things he taught?
How is Little Mingyue's emperor doing? The old man under her is pretty good and should be able to restrain many people with evil intentions.
Also, Ghost Maiden is actually quite beautiful. Why does he wear a red hijab every day? He never had time to ask, is it tradition or are there any rules?
Mu Chengxue, thinking of this, Ning Chen sighed in his heart, see you again if we are destined...
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