The Shaoyang faction has done its best for this Dao Dharma meeting, and placed the ring of the competition outside the mountain gate, and all the monks who have just arrived can see it at a glance, and they will immediately be brought into the warm atmosphere of the scene.

What could be more eye-catching than a bloody competition and a generous reward!

I saw that in the ring one by one, the high-spirited monks came and went, fighting happily, the magic aura that erupted was as dazzling as the most brilliant fireworks, and the collision of all kinds of magic weapons made the protective shield of the ring bang loudly, whenever there was a wonderful place, the next person would applaud.

The low-ranking monk named Yang Xing said that he was going to find his friend, but he couldn't help but disappear into the crowd of spectators. Liu Qinghuan and Mu Yinyin were as leisurely as if they were shopping in the downtown area, and the battlefield of the low-level monks was not very attractive to them, and they only stopped and watched for a moment occasionally.

"Not bad. Mu Yinyin said pertinently: "Compared with when we were young, after experiencing the tempering of war, the current juniors are obviously more experienced in actual combat. ”

"That's right. Liu Qinghuan agreed, and when he saw the monk on the stage flexibly dodging the opponent's attack, he returned the salute with his backhand when he saw the opportunity, and couldn't help laughing: "I remember that one year our sect held a big competition, and some people stood in place like a stake to cast spells after they came to the stage. ”

The two of them walked along the wide stone path, and after a while, they reached another mountain.

The crowds here are a little less crowded than in other places, but the fighting in the ring is more intense, because this is the place where the monks of the Jindan period compete.

"Good!"

A ring in front of him suddenly erupted in cheers, and the inner and outer layers were full of people.

When Liu Mu and the others walked over slowly, they saw that only one person was left standing on the stage, and the protective shield had been removed, and two monks dressed in the costumes of the Shaoyang Sect jumped on the stage, lifted the person who was lying on the ground and left.

The crowd below automatically parted ways, and someone asked, "Are you dead?"

"Is it possible, where are they going to carry him?"

"I guess I'm going to be sent for treatment, but ...... I just saw him hit by an opponent's spell. ”

"That's so unlucky, didn't you say that it would be the end of the matter?"

"That's right, but when the fight really starts, there will inevitably be times when you can't stop or have an accident. ”

When he passed by Liu Qinghuan's side, he looked by the way, and the face of the person who was carried off the stage was like gold paper, his body hung weakly, and his chest was scorched black.

Although it looked like he was dead, Liu Qinghuan knew at a glance that this person was not in danger of life, but the injury was not light, and a Jindan monk was not so easy to die when the Jindan was not broken and his heart was not broken.

He turned his head and casually swept across the crowd, suddenly staring at him.

Mu Yinyin, who had walked a few steps forward, saw that he didn't move, and followed his gaze, and saw a male cultivator standing under a tree, looking at this side with a gloomy face, to be precise, at the two Shaoyang Sect monks carrying the injured monk.

Liu Qinghuan asked, "Who is that person?"

"That's Senior Brother Duan Ruthless of the Shaoyang Sect, I remember that he also went to the ceremony that day, but when the ceremony was over, he didn't see anyone. ”

Liu Qinghuan said: "Well, I'm impressed! At that time, he was one of the only two people who showed disdain at the ceremony. ”

Mu Yinyin sighed lightly and said in a low voice: "This senior brother has been trapped in the Great Perfection of the late Yuan Infant period for many years, so that his temperament has become more and more extreme and withdrawn, and he is not easy to socialize. ”

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Liu Qinghuan, and found that his eyes suddenly appeared strange, a large white net appeared in his left eye, and his right eye was as black as an abyss, as if he was about to spread out and devour everything, and couldn't help but be startled!

"Qinghuan?"

Probably sensing something unusual, Duan ruthlessly raised his eyes suddenly!

However, if Liu Qinghuan doesn't want to be discovered, unless Daozun and Hong are close to him, no one present can see through his hiding.

The strangeness in his eyes was fleeting, and with a flick of his fingers, there were slight ripples rippling around him and Mu Yinyin's bodies.

Duan ruthlessly glanced back and forth with a gloomy gaze, only to see that the crowd was crowded, and a new round of battle had started in the ring at this time, and the previous small accident had already been left behind by everyone present.

The people here come from all over Yunmengze, and most of them don't know each other, and they naturally don't bother to care about the lives and deaths of others.

After patrolling around, Duan Wuru didn't realize where his sudden momentary heartbeat came from, his cheeks twitched unnaturally a few times, and he hurriedly left.

Mu Yinyin asked softly in confusion, "Qing Huan, what did you just find?"

Liu Qinghuan looked thoughtfully at the direction in which Duan ruthlessly disappeared, and said, "That person has a heavy grudge wrapped in his body. ”

"Resentment?" Mu Yinyin was puzzled: "Isn't it bloody?"

Liu Qinghuan casually set up a barrier around him, and the crowd of people around him had been separated without realizing it, and he couldn't collide with them.

"Blood evil and resentment are two different things, killing will make people get into the blood evil qi, this evil qi is easy to disperse, and can only be resolved by counteracting the karma of Taoism. Resentment, on the other hand, is because a person is unjustly killed, or dies unexplained, and the extremely strong resentment that arises turns into an invisible aura and wraps around the person who killed him. ”

Mu Yinyin looked suspicious: "You mean Duan ruthless......"

Liu Qinghuan nodded and said: "Generally speaking, the resentment will quickly dissipate over time, but if you kill a large number of people in a short period of time, the death aura will accumulate more and more, affecting that person's mind and eroding his soul." ”

After a pause, he said: "That period was ruthless, resentful, and angry, so thick that it was as if the whole person was wrapped in a black mist. ”

Mu Yinyin muttered: "No, the people of the Shaoyang Sect don't care what their character is, but they are cultivating the Ming Zheng Dao system...... Is it possible that he killed too many enemies in the war between the two realms to ......"

"No way, it's been decades since the war ended, and resentment won't last that long. Liu Qinghuan said: "I didn't pay attention to the last ceremony, so I don't know if he has always been like this, or later." ”

Mu Yinyin frowned and asked, "Then are we going to tell the people of the Shaoyang Sect about this?"

Liu Qinghuan looked in the direction of the Shaoyang Sect and said calmly: "What do you say? The evil qi is invisible, it cannot be seen, except for me, no one else can see it." We all know what kind of temperament Hong Li has, and even if he is stubborn, it is impossible to admit that the Yuanying Elder under his sect may be secretly killing. ”

He touched his chin: "Or, I'll go directly and secretly arrest Duan Wuru to search for souls?" or forget it, it's his Shaoyang faction's business in the end, at this juncture, it's better not to meddle in things, let's wait and see what happens." ”