Lu Buping finally smiled again at this moment, but he had a bitter smile. He thought he could calculate the number of Murong Ningyue's layers, but now it seems that he is just doing it himself.

What shocked Lu Buping even more was that Murong Ningyue, as a junior who had a lower cultivation level than him, actually reached the same level as him in the control of the nine sword-controlling styles, which made Lu Buping feel a little more ashamed out of thin air.

"Hey! It's really the next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave! I didn't win either. I won't win. I'll leave the 100,000 top-grade fairy stones for you. Take it and practice hard. Don't bet all day long!"

After Lu Buping said that, he shook his head and left. The remaining disciples had no intention of taking care of the uneven road, and even the 100,000 top-grade fairy stones he left behind did not care.

At this time, their eyes were all focused on the cliff because they wanted to know if Murong Ningyue could continue to create miracles and pass the test of the eighth level.

Unfortunately, Murong Ningyue had just entered the eighth level and the Nine Palace grid completely disappeared shortly after he entered the eighth level, and Murong Ningyue's soul returned to her body again.

At this time, Murong Ningyue's face looked a little solemn, and she was not complacent because she had accomplished the feat that passed the seventh level.

And this is all because Murong Ningyue suffered too much damage on the eighth floor. She was still the young man in white and the flying sword hanging in the air.

But this time, Murong Ningyue was defeated with just one sword, and there was no suspense at all!

Murong Ningyue finally understood why the Sword Cangxian could be known as one of the two sword immortals in the fairy world just by touching the threshold of the ninth level.

Those who have never really faced that sword will not understand the power of that sword. This is just the eighth level, so why wouldn't the ninth level be...

Murong Ningyue looked at the cliff in front of her again. After Murong Ningyue was tested, the cliff had returned to its smooth appearance at the beginning, and there was nothing on it.

But Murong Ningyue was full of longing for the world on the ninth level. At the same time, Murong Ningyue had already made a secret decision in her heart that one day she would have to challenge the cliff again, and she would have to reach the ninth level to see how powerful it is.

Elder Ni walked to Murong Ningyue at this time, and a smile appeared on his face, which had always been serious, and said: "It's so terrifying to the younger generation! You are very good! I think you will have an extra group of junior brothers and sisters in the future!"

Murong Ningyue was a little confused after hearing Elder Ni's words. She didn't know what Elder Ni meant. At this time, the disciples watching the show surrounded Murong Ningyue and almost said in unison: "Hello, Senior Sister!"

Murong Ningyue was almost shocked by the sound of the sound, and then she finally realized that because she had reached the eighth level and was the highest among these disciples, she was their senior sister according to the rules of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

Murong Ningyue had no objection to this, but soon these disciples surrounded Murong Ningyue and asked around.

Those who are more serious are asking Murong Ningyue for questions about cultivation.

"Senior sister, how did you practice, you can actually reach the eighth level when you were a seventh-grade immortal. It's amazing!"
Chapter completed!