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Chapter 164 Fu Ling'er: The Poor Dao will see the Immortal Gate bowing his head within three days!

On Misty Peak.

Fu Ling'er was wearing a long white dress, with three thousand black silk tied behind her head by a piece of red silk, and the skirt fluttered with the mountain wind.

There is no smile on her peerless face, her pair of phoenix eyes glanced at dozens of disciples of the immortal sect, her feet floated up three feet and she stood in the air, her words were majestic:
"If you violate this view without any reason, you will all be killed according to the rules, and you will deter the practice world!"

"Wow~"

The disciples of Xianmen became more and more frightened, and there was a slight commotion, but none of them had the idea of ​​desperately fighting, let alone the idea of ​​running for their lives, and no one came out of their minds.

Not that they are stupid.

On the contrary, who can enter the immortal sect and win the qualification to accompany the ancestor to attack in the battle with the same sect, who is not a genius who is extremely smart and has amazing aptitude?
Even the patriarch of the seventh generation has fallen, even if they are all tied together, it is impossible to block the slap of the patriarch.

It seems that the patriarch died at the hands of the twelve immortals who followed him to the lower realm.

As long as you are not a fool, who wouldn't know that it was because the twelve immortals were too afraid of Piaomiao Temple's ancestor, Piaomiao Zhenjun, that they killed the seventh generation of the immortal sect's ancestors in exchange for a chance to survive?

Previously, the scene where the unborn divine beast egg was swallowed and peeled alive by True Monarch Misty is still vivid in my memory!

That scene, I am afraid that all those present will never forget it.

Such a terrifying egg of a divine beast before it was born, what will happen when it is born?

But such a terrifying divine beast, in front of Zhenjun Misty, is more obedient than a bear child who has been beaten. Isn't this... not enough to show that Zhenjun Misty's tyranny has probably surpassed imagination long ago.

In the face of such a terrifying existence, other than letting him deal with it honestly, any other unnecessary reactions would be that he thought he died too slowly.

From the corner of her eye, Fu Linger glanced at Han Shou who was standing not far away, looking towards Zhongzhou with his hands behind his back, who was deep in thought.

Pursing her lips lightly, complex emotions such as Mu Ai and intimacy flashed in her eyes.

After seeing her master for 50 years, Fu Ling'er has clearly noticed that she and her master seem to be getting farther and farther away, and the master has become more powerful and mysterious.

If it is said that 50 years ago, she still had fantasies occasionally, hoping to accompany her master forever, but now, the mysterious and tyrannical master seems to fly from the front of her body to the nine heavens, and she... can no longer touch it.

So, she is not reconciled.

She wanted to catch up with her master's back.

The clear and beautiful phoenix eyes condensed, suppressing the churning thoughts, Fu Linger said lightly:
"If you want to save your life, it's not impossible!"

"Pindao gives you two choices. First, abolish the realm of cultivation, save one life and go down the mountain, and then return to the ordinary world and become a mortal!"

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect were slightly disturbed again.

Fu Linger's eyes swept over the cheeks of the disciples of the immortal sect who were relieved and full of unwillingness.

"Second!"

"Plant the prohibition of the primordial spirit and kill back to the immortal gate, and after leveling the immortal gate, you will get the post of guardian of the outer sect of this temple!"

Fu Ling'er flicked her cloud sleeve, and there were jade bottles with corks uncorked one after another in midair, and the fragrance of different medicinal herbs spread all over Misty Peak.

Dozens of disciples from the Immortal Sect twitched their noses, their eyes brightened, and they wished to reach out and grab the jade bottle from their eyes.

"As long as you become the Dharma protector of the outer sect of this conception, you will not be able to be taught except the "Misty Qi Training Jue". Everything that disciples of the outer sect of this conception can enjoy will be open to you!"

"These elixirs are just precious elixirs that disciples of this sect can exchange for indefinitely with minimal effort."

"You are all monks at the Golden Core Realm and above. No one is unfamiliar with these pills. Yes, at the chief auction, a few of these pills require you to pay and accumulate spirit stones for more than ten years before they can be auctioned. See what comes out!"

"what?"

"This... This almost elixir of treasures is actually all from Piao Miao Temple?"

"His!"

"Piao Miao View...is it so deep to hide?"

"So the chief auction house will hold an auction of Supreme Treasure Pellets every six months, and the source of the goods is actually from Piao Miao Guan?"

"It's incredible, it's really incredible!"

"I still remember the largest auction house in the five continents --- the chief auction house, holding a large number of rare pill auctions every six months, which caused a sensation decades ago!"

"That's right. Over the past few decades, not only our Immortal Sect has been secretly tracking down the source of the treasure pills at the auction, but almost all the sects in Wuzhou have also been tracking it down, but they have found nothing. So it came from Piao Miao Temple?"

"Although the entire practice world has guessed that the chief auction house will hold an auction every six months. There are all kinds of treasures that are close to elixir. The supply is so abundant, it must come from a powerful sect that is good at alchemy, but no one thought that the source It's actually in the Piaomiao Temple of the Southern Wilderness!"

……

The thirty disciples of Xianmen couldn't suppress their horror any longer, and they all exclaimed.

"Huh~"

With a wave of Fu Ling'er's cloud sleeve, dozens of jade bottles fluttered and flew past the thirty disciples of the immortal sect one by one.

"These treasure pills can be freely exchanged by the guardians of the outer sect with a small amount of credit."

"And these are just the most basic benefits!"

"Shu~"

Fu Linger flicked her cloud sleeve again, and a cloud mirror reflecting the back mountain stood in mid-air.

The trees in the cloud mirror are full of aura, and the rhyme-flowing linden trees and bitter bamboo spiritual roots are absorbing a huge amount of aura in all directions, condensing the back mountain into a blessed place with a faint spiritual mist.

"As long as you have done enough credit to be a guardian of the outer sect, even these spiritual roots, which are rare even in the heavens, are not impossible to exchange!"

"boom!"

The eyes of the [-] disciples who had the lowest Golden Core and the highest had Nascent Soul cultivation, their eyes turned red immediately, and each of them trembled slightly with excitement, causing an uproar in the audience.

"These are not all!"

Fu Ling'er downplayed it, but the words in her mouth were the most deadly poison in the world that tempted monks.

"Materials, skills, spells, treasures!"

"As long as you can think of it, Piaomiao Temple has everything!"

"However, this requires you to become the guardians of the outer sect!"

"It is also necessary for you to make contributions to Guanzhong. As long as the contributions are sufficient, even if it is a spiritual treasure that is above the peerless magic weapon, you can get it!"

"Shh!"

Fu Ling'er offered sacrifices to the Houtian Lingbao of Merit and Virtue-the bone pliers, and the top-rank Houtian Lingbao-Nine-colored Lotus!

"Hoo... Chi"

"Hoo...ch~"

Everyone's breathing became extremely heavy, and their hearts were beating wildly.

The so-called money touches people's hearts.

For monks, powerful magic treasures or even spiritual treasures, top-notch materials and elixirs that have a strong auxiliary effect on cultivation, superior exercises, and powerful spells are more tempting than the temptation of gold and silver mountains to mortals.

No monk can resist this temptation. If there is, it must be that the temptation is not strong enough.

The panacea, materials, and treasures that Fu Linger displayed successively are comparable to the attraction of a peerless beauty to a demon in her lust.

Thirty immortal monks roared with red eyes:

"I am willing to be a pawn!"

"The fairy gate is empty now, as long as Pindao and the others return to the fairy gate, they will be able to wipe out the fairy gate smoothly!"

"Xiaoxiu is willing to die for the talisman palm!"

……

Fu Linger nodded calmly: "In that case!"

"Then open the soul defense and accept the forbidden law!"

Thirty monks did not hesitate to let go of the defense of the Zifu.

"Junior Brother Qi, Junior Sister Chen!"

"Plant a godly ban for them!"

Without any hesitation, Qi Lu and Chen Cui quickly formed seals and cast the Primordial Spirit Restricting Mantra.

Since the development of Piaomiao Temple, a large number of spells, incantations, prohibitions and other thaumaturgy have been collected.

Trapped god ban is one of them. Once this kind of ban is planted in the Zifu, as long as the person who planted the ban activates the ban, it can kill people even if it is hundreds of miles away.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Fu Linger said softly:

"Go!"

"Pimpedao... I want to receive the news of Xianmen bowing his head within three days!"

"Boom~"

Thirty monks with the lowest Golden Core and the highest Nascent Soul cultivation level immediately rose into the air and headed towards Central Continent.

Jue Mie Xian and the other two San Xian watched desperately, but they didn't dare to say anything to stop them.

Fu Ling'er glanced past Jue Mie Xian and looked at the two San Xian.

……

At this moment, a wonderful battle is taking place in the ancient Youlin of Zhongzhou.

(End of this chapter)