Chuanshu Shizun is a big villain

Chapter 267 The Ten Immortal Sects

Wang Li explained: "The Eight Wilds and Nine Colors Singing Boat can travel thousands of miles in one hour."

"Ten thousand miles?" Wu Tiedan couldn't help but exclaimed, "When he flies, he can only fly ten thousand kilometers in one hour. This Eight Wilds and Nine Colors Singing Boat is really amazing, it can fly so fast."

Ye Linyuan and others took the lead in boarding the Bahuang Jiucai Singing Boat, followed closely by Shi Ran and others.

On the Eight Wilderness Nine Colors Song Boat, there are countless spirit gathering formations that absorb the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, either for practice or for energy supply.

A group of people stood on the Bahuang Jiucai Singing Boat, and the disciples of the Yaoguang Immortal Sect below were all excited to say goodbye.

These people carry the hope of everyone in the Yaoguang Immortal Sect.

We must win glory for the Yaoguang Immortal Sect.

Of course, not everyone is happy.

The faces of Chen Fei and others were full of gloom.

Even though half a year has passed since the Dizhu Peak core disciple competition.

Those spiritual stones were his accumulation over many years.

Say no more.

Then it was gone.

Not in line with common sense.

It's not common sense at all.

Even now, Chen Fei has never thought that Shi Ran, who is in the middle stage of the Great Perfection in the Ganlin Realm, can be 50-50 with anyone, and then by fighting, she can seize the opportunity, gain the advantage, and win the victory. .

When Shiran, a practitioner of the Great Perfection in the Ganlin Realm, won, he lost.

I want to cry without tears.

The people around Chen Fei were not doing much better either.

Sure enough, you shouldn't think about taking advantage.

How can a gambler be a banker?

People know the inside story.

And you.

Just use your own knowledge to challenge what others know.

Win?

What a joke.

Standing on the deck of the Bahuang Jiucai Singing Boat, watching the sea of ​​clouds billowing around him, Shi Ran felt extremely comfortable.

After looking at the scenery for a while, Shiran walked towards his house.

Shiran chose a loft near the edge of the Bahuang Jiucai Songding Boat. Standing on the loft, although he couldn't see the surrounding scenery as clearly and intuitively as he could from standing on the edge of the deck, it was not too bad.

The attic on the Eight Wilderness Nine Colors Song Boat was much more luxurious than Shi Ran's residence on Fuyao Peak, and the richness of the spiritual energy was no less than that of his residence on Fuyao Peak.

Outside the home, these people represent the face of the Yaoguang Immortal Sect.

If the Dharma boat is too shabby, it will probably be looked down upon by others.

Three days passed peacefully.

On the fourth day, a thunderstorm appeared in the sky.

Thunder and lightning from the sky continue to fall on the Bahuang Nine-Color Song Boat, constantly tempering the Bahuang Nine-Color Song Boat.

This Eight Desolate and Nine Colored Song Boat can not only absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth through formations, but can also rely on absorbing thunder and lightning energy to replenish energy.

Anyone who reads it will say "good stuff".

The Longting Immortal Sect ranked second according to the last competition among the core disciples of the top ten Immortal Sects.

No, it should be said that it was the last competition between the core disciples of the Nine Immortal Sects.

On the top of the mountain of Longting Immortal Gate, an old man with white beard and hair, whose cultivation is as deep as an abyss, stands in front of a huge archway, like an ancient pine.

According to the rules, all participating immortal sects should arrive today to determine the final candidates.

As soon as three quarters past noon, if any Immortal Sect has not come over to submit the final candidate, then they will be deemed to have automatically given up their qualifications.

A little further in front of the archway at the top of the Longting Immortal Gate, a gift-giving voice came out, "The Cangyu Immortal Gate has arrived."

I saw, above the sea of ​​clouds, on a huge jade pendant-shaped Dharma boat of unknown width, a group of Immortal Sect disciples wearing clothes with the Cangyu logo, looking down at the Longting Immortal Sect diagonally below.

They talked a lot.

"Is this the Longting Immortal Sect? It is indeed the second most powerful Immortal Sect, much more impressive than ours."

"Little sister, don't let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige."

"Slightly..." Lu Ling'er stuck out her tongue and said, "I just said that they look impressive on top of Xianmen Mountain, that's all."

Lu Yuansheng shook his head helplessly, and did not dwell on this matter any longer, saying: "This competition is very important, and it is related to the selection of the mysterious immortal sect, so if possible, you should do your best. ”

"I know, I know." Lu Ling'er waved her hands with some lack of interest and said, "I'll work hard, I'll work hard."

After a pause, Lu Ling'er said again: "Brother, you keep talking about the mysterious fairy gate, why don't you tell me, what is so mysterious about that mysterious fairy gate?"

"This..." Lu Yuansheng hesitated, as if he had thought of something, and said, "It's not time for you to know."

"I say that every time..." Lu Ling'er muttered softly.

Next to the two of them, Lu Changan, who was dressed in a white gown with white beard and hair, said: "Ling'er, do you know why your brother hesitates every time he answers this question of yours?"

"Grandpa?" Lu Yuansheng was a little anxious, "What are you doing?"

Lu Ling'er seemed to have smelled something, and came to the old man's side, hugged the old man's arm tightly with both hands, and shook his head: "Grandpa, please tell me why my brother hesitates every time."

Lu Changan smiled and said, "The reason is very simple."

"Your brother doesn't know about the Mysterious Immortal Sect either." "Well, it should be said that he only knows about the existence of the Mysterious Immortal Sect."

The corner of Lu Yuansheng's mouth twitched slightly, "Grandpa, you are too disrespectful to me."

"Haha." Lu Changan chuckled and said, "Give you face? As your grandfather, why should I give you face? Besides, face is always earned by oneself, not given by others. " Lu Yuansheng was speechless. No matter what, he didn't know what he wanted to say.

Lu Ling'er ignored Lu Yuansheng and stared at Lu Changan with a sly smile on his face, "Grandpa, can you tell me about the mysterious fairy gate?"

"No." Lu Changan said calmly and decisively.

"Ah." Lu Ling'er shook Lu Changan's arm and said, "Grandpa, just tell me, okay..."

"No." Lu Changan's words were still decisive, without any sloppiness.

"Grandpa." Lu Ling'er planned to change his mind and said, "You don't even know about this mysterious fairy sect."

Lu Changan glanced at Lu Ling'er, then turned his gaze to the distance and said, "We are here, it's time to get off the boat."

Lu Ling'er shook his head slightly, okay, grandpa didn't intend to tell him either.

The Cangyu Immortal Sect and the old man in front of the Longting Immortal Sect exchanged simple polite words with each other, and then began to set foot on board.

That's right, you use your feet to climb the mountain, not a flying sword.

Hiking is, firstly, to show respect, and secondly, to avoid the mountain-protecting formations.

Whose main peak of Xianmen allows you, an outsider, to fly with a sword at will.

Not long after the Cangyu Immortal Sect climbed the mountain, another voice came out to announce the gift, "The Miaoyin Immortal Sect has arrived."

On the ancient tree-shaped Dharma boat with a stream of precious light, a group of women with fluttering clothes stood beside the bed, forming a scenery of its own.

Standing in the center were an old woman and a woman wearing a light blue dress.

The old woman said: "Ke'er, you are the saint born every three hundred years of our Miaoyin Immortal Sect, and all the glory of the Miaoyin Immortal Sect will be in your hands." "Our Miaoyin Immortal Sect's requirements are not high."

"It's better if you get a big one than the top three."

"Top three? You can dream." "You don't give me many cultivation resources to cultivate me. I have to fight for it all by myself. How do you want me to get the top three? Do you want to get it with your mouth? Say, 'I want to get the top three' ', can you get the top three?" "Funny."

Miao Keer complained fiercely in her heart, Miaoyin Immortal Sect is too chaotic and has no background. All your cultivation resources can only be grabbed and fought for by yourself.

If he hadn't been smart, the position of saint that should belong to him would have been handed over to others.

Ok.

Miao Keer only discovered this after she became a saint.

Compared with those disciples with powerful backgrounds, their cultivation resources are not half as many as others.

outrageous.

I go.

If she didn't really need the training resources to practice.

She had long since betrayed the Miaoyin Immortal Sect.

Fuck you, the unspoken rules of Meow.

Although she was complaining in her heart, Miao Ke'er's face was full of smiles, "In reply to Elder Yan, Miao Ke will definitely do his best to win the top three in this competition."

"No." The old woman shook her head and said, "It's not about fighting for it, it's about being certain."

"Yes!" Miaoke'er didn't argue and said, "Miaoke will definitely get the top three rankings."

"Ah."

After hearing this, the old woman nodded with satisfaction.

Not long after everyone from the Miaoyin Immortal Sect climbed the mountain, there was another sign-up call, "The Nanming Immortal Sect has arrived."

A whale swallowed the baby boat and pressed towards the Longting Immortal Gate.

On top of the boat where the whale swallowed the baby, there were disciples of the Immortal Sect dressed in black robes, with an astonishing momentum.

"But I don't need to say more about the importance of this competition."

"Get in the top three." "It's difficult."

Lan Kezheng's voice was full of confidence, "I will definitely live up to the elders' trust."

As he spoke, Lan Kezheng's eyes shone with a strange light, and he thought to himself: "I wonder if Sister Shuiyue will participate in this competition."

"Shaoguang Immortal Sect has not participated in the elite disciple competition of the top ten immortal sects for so many years. Maybe... it will not participate this year."

"According to Sister Shuiyue's cultivation talent, it shouldn't be a problem to get first place in the declining Yaoguang Immortal Sect."

"..."

Soon someone called out again, "Jingci Immortal Sect has arrived."

……

"The Red Feather Immortal Sect has arrived."

……

"Tianze Xianmen has arrived."

……

"The Zihua Immortal Sect has arrived."

Soon, the ten major immortal sects, plus the host Longting Immortal Sect, and eight major immortal sects were already present.

At this moment, only the Pure Land Immortal Sect, now the leader of the top ten Immortal Sects, and the Yaoguang Immortal Sect, the leader of the top ten Immortal Sects thousands of years ago, are not here.

In the previous Immortal Sect, the time between two people entering the mountain was only a quarter of an hour at most.

Now, an hour has passed since Zihua Immortal Sect entered Longting Immortal Sect.

The people from the two immortal sects, Pure Land and Yaoguang, have not arrived yet.

Time passed by second by second, and another quarter of an hour passed.

In the sky, two huge Dharma boats appeared.