I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 83
Therefore, the thirty disciples either sat in meditation, or frowned without knowing what they were thinking, or took out the magic weapon and practiced it again.

They all know that it is very dangerous to enter such an undeveloped forbidden area.

Whether he can come back alive is still unknown.

And the forbidden area itself is dangerous.

The greatest danger is people.

Once inside, people from other sects compete with me, and no one will care about killing people and seizing treasures inside.

Even, even the same door should be wary of each other.

Of course, there were also a few people who looked calm and didn't even care.

These people are among the top eight core disciples.

They are all old disciples who have experienced training and killing outside for a long time.

Compared with some others, the descendants of sect monks who have not experienced any big storms are naturally much calmer.

They were surrounded by a few disciples, with some flattering smiles on their faces.

These people are relatively weak, and they hope that they can be protected by following these core disciples in the forbidden area.

Among them are Ji Jie, Liu Sheng, Hu Zhengyuan and others.

To Fang Han's surprise, Chu Tian was not among these people.

Instead, he quietly closed his eyes and meditated.

As if sensing Fang Han's gaze, Chu Tian opened his eyes.

He glanced at Fang Han indifferently, then closed his eyes again.

After entering the inner sect for three years, Chu Tian's state of mind has become much calmer, but the faint arrogance and sharpness emanating from him still cannot be concealed.

at this time……

In the sky, there was a roar.

All the disciples raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

A cloud of starlight appeared in the night sky, and the distance gradually approached. Only then did everyone see that it was like a piece of satin-like object floating in the night sky with a length of tens of feet and shining with starlight, flying towards it quickly.

In the night, it looks like a fairy's long sleeves are flying in the air.

Seeing such a scene, several of the thirty disciples looked surprised and pointed.

"Everyone be quiet, this is the flying magic weapon of Shuiyuezong, Yunshuixiu, don't act like you haven't seen the world before." At this time, Elder Chu's face darkened and reprimanded everyone.

The disciples immediately fell silent.

Fang Han was also a little surprised. The large flying artifacts he had seen before were basically giant boats.

I didn't expect to be able to use a magic weapon in the shape of water sleeve silk and satin.

After a while, Yun Shuixiu slowly descended, and then dozens of female cultivators in white flew down from above, like fairies descending to earth.

The Water Moon Sect is dominated by female cultivators, and the elites in this inner sect are all female cultivators.

The leader is a middle-aged Taoist nun with outstanding demeanor and picturesque features.

But the breath on his body is unfathomable, and he is also a strong Jindan period!
The middle-aged Taoist nun's face was cold, she just moved her hand, and the water cloud sleeve that was tens of feet long shrunk immediately, turning into an ordinary cloud sleeve, and put it in her storage bag.

"Junior Sister Xue, I haven't seen you for many years, how have you been?"

Nangongdu took the initiative to come forward to say hello, and saluted with a smile.

"Brother Nangong is sorry to bother you." The middle-aged Taoist nun looked cold and distant, she just bowed and stopped talking.

Nangongdu's face was slightly embarrassed.

"Could it be that there are other stories in the past?" Fang Han thought to himself when he saw this.

Although the disciples of the two factions knew each other a bit, they just nodded and then stood apart, clearly distinguishing each other.

At this time, it was already late at night, and the disciples of the two factions entered into the breath adjustment state one after another.

In the middle of the night, there was another roar in the night sky.

But it was a huge sword-shaped flying magic weapon, straddling the night sky.

"People from the Black Mountain Sword Sect have arrived." Elder Zhu said.

Then the sword-shaped flying magic weapon descended, and dozens of monks dressed in black robes with small swords embroidered on their cuffs came down.

The leader is a middle-aged man in black, who is also a strong Jindan.

After he came down, he greeted Nangongdu and the middle-aged Taoist one by one.

Obviously, the three of them are old acquaintances, chatting with each other.

Fang Han recognized two children from the Yunye Xiancheng family in the Black Mountain Sword Sect, and they were selected to join the Black Mountain Sword Sect. After so many years, they also entered the inner sect.

By the next morning.

The other three sects, Jinsongu, Vulcan Sect, and Zixiao Sect arrived one after another.

They are all led by their respective suzerains, Jindan stage powerhouses, assisted by two or three Foundation Establishment stage elders, and thirty inner disciples.

The disciples of Jinsong Valley have robes of different colors, but they all have a golden pine tree embroidered on their chests.

The disciples of the Vulcan Sect mainly wear red Taoist robes, and they mainly practice fire-type exercises.

Zixiao Sect ranks first among the six major sects, and the last one is long overdue.

"Humph!"

"It's quite airy." Nangongdu snorted coldly.

The leader of the Zixiao Sect is the master of the Zixiao Sect, Taoist Ziyun.

"Fellow Daoist Nangong, I haven't seen you for many years and you are still in high spirits." Taoist Ziyun was dressed in a purple robe, with a long beard that reached the ground, and he had an air of dust.

He stepped forward and gave a slap in the face, and said with a smile.

"Brother Ziyun is the one who is really in high spirits, but he seems a little carried away."

Nangongdu said sarcastically.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Nangong is still brooding over the bet he made back then."

"As the saying goes, you are willing to gamble and admit defeat. You and I are both Golden Core stage monks. Fellow Daoist Nangong should take it easy." Taoist Ziyun laughed as if deliberately angering Nangongdu.

The other Jindan monks present all looked like they were watching a show.

The last time they competed for the ranking of the sect, the Qingxu Sect lost to the Zixiao Sect with a slight advantage, giving up several territories.

This made Nangongdu always brood.

"Hehe, my ten-thousand-year golden crystal, but I finally got it and it took another ten years to refine it."

"In the end, you had to go..." Nangongdu said with some heartache.

"I don't think you two will fight any more." At this moment, Taoist Chiyang, the head teacher of the Vulcan Sect, said with a smile.

"Why don't you two gamble again this year."

"Each take out one treasure from this sect, it can be a pill, it can be a magic weapon, or a skill."

"Whoever wins, take away the other party's treasure, how about it?" As soon as Chi Yang's words fell, several other Jindan powerhouses nodded one after another.

Their sect is relatively weak in strength, while Zixiao Sect and Qingxu Sect have always been between brothers, and their strength is relatively strong.

"I'm fine, it's up to Fellow Daoist Nangong." Taoist Ziyun said with a smile.

"This..." Nangongdu also felt that it was boring to open up old accounts, and originally wanted to leave it at that.

However, since Taoist Ziyun agreed to make another bet, he couldn't get rid of his face.

"I'm fine."

"If my Qingxu Sect ranks behind Zixiao Sect, I'm willing to lose to Fellow Daoist Ziyun, the Millennium Yuanru." Nangongdu said.

"it is good!"

"Since Fellow Daoist Nangong is so generous, I don't dare to fall behind. If my Zixiao Sect ranks behind Qingxu Sect, I am willing to lose to Fellow Daoist Nangong a share of the thousand-year-old Xuanbing Dew, how about it?" Taoist Ziyun said with a smile .

"Okay, that's it."

"A few fellow Taoists, please be a witness." Nangong Du nodded and said.

Even if it is not the first place among the six major sects, as long as one's own sect overwhelms the opponent's sect, it is considered a victory.

It depends on how many valuable treasures the disciples of their respective sects can finally bring out from the forbidden area.

Fang Han's attention was not drawn to the words between several Jindan-level suzerains and teachers.

At a glance, he spotted two familiar figures in Zixiao Sect, Tianci and Wang Yue!

I haven't seen him for three years, and Tianci's cultivation is still at the ninth level of Qi training, but he is already the core disciple of Zixiao Sect, and his strength has reached the peak of Qi training period.

And Wang Yue is already at the eighth level of Qi training.

The two people looked ahead and moved their lips slightly, as if they were communicating with someone.

Fang Han immediately looked keenly at Hu Zhengyuan who was in his own camp. Sure enough, his lips were also moving slightly, but his eyes were looking away.

(End of this chapter)