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    The world of cultivation is more cruel than the mortal world. Cultivators die all the time. Even in today's sect competition, disciples will die. Yuntian Sect will try its best to protect the life of every disciple, but some people don't.  There are cases where you insist on seeking death when you admit defeat, or when your opponent strikes too quickly and no one notices, and you die.

    On weekdays, there are many outer disciples, and it is impossible to handle everything. Their factions are complicated and full of disputes. Often some disciples die, but the Yuntian Sect turns a blind eye and does not investigate.

    The world of cultivation is one of jungle and strong predators. It is normal for someone to die. Unless some people deliberately suppress other disciples and go too far, Yuntian Sect will intervene.

    But this is the outer door, not the inner door.

    The disciples of the inner sect all started with at least two spiritual roots. For medium-sized sects, they are all genius disciples in the palm of their hand. No matter how wealthy the Yuntian Sect is, they will take more care of these young geniuses who have not yet matured.

    And the cultivation, behavior, and family background of these inner disciples are not comparable to those of the outer disciples. They will not fight for scalps for a little bit of resources. Their resources are extremely abundant, which can satisfy them.  The minimum training requirements are still very simple, so no matter how much they argue or how much they dislike each other, they always have a bottom line and a sense of proportion, and they rarely kill.

    Another point is that most of these inner disciples have a master. Killing him is equivalent to offending his master. No one wants to establish a powerful enemy.

    Yuntian Sect has very strong control over its rival disciples and will not allow them to kill each other.

    Therefore, it is still difficult for inner disciples to die while they are still in the sect.

    But now, Song Junren is dead.

    As soon as Song Junren rose to prominence, he was arrogant and domineering. Many people disliked him and deliberately tried to trip him up. His cultivation and speed were judged by the outside world. He was indeed praised by everyone.  Although the inner sect is also the top group, there are many who are better than him, and it is not his turn to be arrogant.

    He was arrogant for a while, and finally realized something was wrong, so he calmed down. He didn't expect to be killed today.

    Nan Qiuning thought it was a disciple in the sect who had disliked him for a long time who finally killed him. Unexpectedly, He Mengfeng added in a low voice: "He died miserably, and his technique was very cruel. He killed him with one move.  It doesn¡¯t look like it was done by a disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage, but my father¡¯s cultivation level is at least as high as that of the Zifu stage!¡±

    The leader himself is also at the Zifu stage of cultivation, so he still has the foresight and will not make mistakes.

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    "My father told me not to talk nonsense, but Senior Sister Nan, don't you think this is terrible, how dangerous it is." Little Junior Sister muttered, she complained here, she still has some sense of propriety, except for Nan Qiuning  She didn't dare to tell anyone except the core disciples.

    "Since the leader said so, there is a reason for it. Don't tell anyone else except me. The leader will have their own arrangements." Nan Qiu Ning gave a verbose instruction, and He Mengfeng nodded: "This  I still understand, but I didn¡¯t know that my father didn¡¯t inform the whole sect of such a big matter for a thorough investigation.¡±

    "Maybe it's because the sect competition is about to start, so I don't want people to panic." Nan Qiuning said perfunctorily, and He Mengfeng thought about it and agreed.

    As they were discussing here, Nan Qiuning's kitten's paw on his shoulder paused, and a humanized and mocking expression appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared. He lowered his head and continued to lick his paw, and his ears moved.  Continue to eavesdrop on the two men.

    However, He Mengfeng and Nan Qiuning stopped talking. Even though He Mengfeng was a little tired after talking so much, Nan Qiuning was thinking about Song Junren.

    Song Junren died a tragic death, but no news was leaked to the sect. The leader would not want to protect his killer.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The person who killed him not been from the sect, that would be even more terrifying. If a murderous demon king actually sneaked into the huge Yuntian sect, there would be no peace for the sect.

    Nan Qiuning couldn't think of a reason for it, so she simply didn't think about it. Anyway, the book didn't mention this matter. No matter how big it was, it couldn't be much bigger, and it had nothing to do with her. She still focused on it.  Let¡¯s go to the sect competition this time.

    So Nan Qiuning missed the opportunity to reveal the identity of the little black cat for the first time.

    The first game on the field has ended, and several disciples are still busy treating seriously injured disciples. Many of the last hundred disciples standing are also injured.

    Although such a melee is chaotic,Didn't the leader send someone to check before? He kept silent at the outer gate and went down the mountain, saying he wanted to go home. When he came up, his cultivation suddenly skyrocketed, and it was only at the sect competition that he became famous.  "

    "I guess he got some kind of precious spiritual grass by chance when he went down the mountain. The magic grass may have been spotted by the Demon Lord in advance or simply planted by him. Now that he saw that the time was up, he went over to look at the spiritual grass.  , discovered that the spiritual grass had been picked, and used some means to find out who picked it. He was robbed of the opportunity, and in anger, he wanted to kill Song Junren, but he didn't want to alert us, so he sneaked in and killed Song Junren. "

    Dan Qingyi and Xie Zhengchu nodded, this makes sense.

    "He's still so arrogant, so let's just kill him secretly. The method is so unique, I'm afraid others won't know it was him." Xie Zhengchu was speechless.

    "Otherwise, how can we say it is the Demon Lord?" Nan Yushu smiled, and the little black cat on Nan Qiuning's shoulder nodded. Sure enough, this Mahayana cultivator could understand clearly.

    The little black cat glanced at Nan Qiuning again, but unfortunately, no matter how clearly he looked, he didn't notice anything unusual about his direct disciple.

    "Qiu Ning, I let you know this just to remind you to be more careful. The above are just my guesses. If the Demon Lord really gets mad, I won't be able to save you in time," Nan Yushu said.  A spell appeared inside, "This spell seals my three moves. It's enough for you to support me until I come to save you. You keep it."

    Nan Qiuning took the spell and put it away: "Thank you, Master."

    "It should, it should. When your sect competition is over, let your senior brother refine something good for you." Xie Zhengchu patted Nan Qiuning's shoulder with a smile, and Dan Qingyi couldn't help but look at it more.  He glanced at it but said nothing.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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