Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 291 Teleportation

Su Fan randomly found a team to follow, and while queuing up, he listened to other monks chatting.

"Brother Sun, don't you have friends in Tianyuezong? You didn't ask..."

"My friend doesn't have any news, he just said that we will all be teleported to Qinglian Immortal City..."

"Qinglian Immortal City, it's so far away, you have to transfer several times along the way..."

"It is said that the time for this recruitment will not be short..."

"Hey... I'll just take a step slower, that guy Lao He ran fast, and rushed out of the city before the city was closed..."

"It's useless, you won't be able to escape even if you escape from Qingyang Immortal City, and you will have to come back obediently in a short time..."

Su Fan listened to the chat of the two monks, took out a jade slip from the ring and put it on his forehead, after a while he put down the jade slip.

Qinglian Xiancheng is almost approaching the central part, and it belongs to the sphere of influence of Yuanying Sect Qinglian Xianzong, which is already considered the most elite area in the Central Plains.

These foundation-building monks in the city may not know the situation of this recruitment, and they don't know how many monks here will survive today.

"Look, the sky...the sky..."

At this time, there were bursts of exclamations from the square, and the monks who lined up raised their heads to look into the sky.

Su Fan also looked in the direction of everyone's fingers, and saw a phantom standing lightly in the sky in the distance.

It seemed to come from outside the sky, with an inexplicable rhyme.

Immediately afterwards, an incomparably shocking breath filled the entire sky like a vast ocean, as if a mountain had collapsed heavily on everyone's hearts.

Some low-level monks in the city even collapsed to the ground. Even Su Fan was under tremendous pressure and felt unable to move.

"Yuanying... Nascent Soul cultivator..."

"This... this is Nascent Soul Nascent Monster..."

"Zhenjun Yuanying has come to Qingyang Immortal City..."

At this time, dozens of figures flew up from all over the city, suspended in the air and bowed respectfully.

"Congratulations to the real king..."

That illusory figure didn't pay any attention to those Jindan real people at all, and saw him wave his hand, and a huge suction force attracted thousands of figures from all over the city.

Among them are dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators in the square, and some of them are still wearing the robes of the three great immortal sects.

As soon as these figures rose into the air, they exploded to death one after another, and countless blood and flesh splattered everywhere, swaying down like rain.

Su Fan moved his nose, and immediately smelled a golem.

He really didn't expect that there were so many evil cultivators hidden in Qingyang Immortal City, and Luo Tianjiao really penetrated everywhere.

The Immortal Sect of the Central Plains even sent Zhenjun Yuanying to completely wipe out the evil cultivators everywhere.

No matter how secretive those evil cultivators are, they can't escape the detection of Yuanying Zhenjun, and they can only die.

At this time, the huge phantom in the sky began to slowly dissipate.

"In a moment, those who should not be recruited by monks above the foundation establishment, die!!"

At this time, a clear and mysterious voice came faintly, as if it lingered in Su Fan's ears endlessly.

As soon as Yuanying Zhenjun's words fell, countless figures flew up from all over the city, and one after another drove the magic weapon to the sky above the square.

There are nearly a thousand of these people, and there are even a few Jindan real people among them, all of whom are monks in the city who are trying to escape this recruitment.

Seeing the monks coming from all over, Su Fan couldn't help but smiled wryly.

In order to urge the monks in the Qingyang Mountains to apply, the Central Plains Immortal Sect even sent a Nascent Soul True Monarch. Even the monks who escaped from the Qingyang Immortal City before the closure of the city had to come back obediently to apply.

At this time, it is better to respond to the recruitment honestly, and wait until the battlefield to find a way.

After a long wait, Su Fan was finally in line.

He came to the front of a table, and sitting across from him was a foundation-building cultivator in robes of the three great immortal sects.

On the square not far behind stood a tall and shining stele, and several Jindan Daoists were standing there.

"Identity Jade Card..."

Su Fan handed over his identity jade badge, and the foundation cultivator took it and threw it into a wooden barrel next to him, and then handed him a jade charm.

"Put this jade talisman on the Suppressing Demon Monument..."

Su Fan took the jade talisman and asked, "I belong to the Shuiyue Sect, should I be with the people from the Sect..."

The Foundation Establishment cultivator across the table glanced at him, then smiled wryly.

"From now on, there are no sects anymore..."

Su Fan nodded, then walked across the table to the Demon Suppressing Monument in the distance.

He came to the tall dharma tablet, and stuck the jade talisman on the Suppressing Demon Tablet. The jade talisman flickered a few times, and his fingers felt a tingling pain.

Su Fan quickly took off the jade talisman, and saw a little blood oozing from his middle finger.

His eyes froze quickly, and he began to check his body over and over again with his divine sense.

After a while, he found a faint bright red mark on his right arm.

Su Fan turned his head and looked at the Demon Suppressing Monument behind him.

His blood sample has been included in the Demon Suppressing Tablet, and a seal has been left in his body.

Su Fan found a place where no one was around and sat down cross-legged, quietly guiding the inner thunderbolt to wipe away the bloody mark on his right arm over and over again.

As a result, no matter how he tried to kill it, he couldn't get rid of that bloody seal at all.

Later, Su Fan used the "Anode Earth Sha" and "Bone Erosion Yin Wind" successively to wear away the bloody imprint, but the dharma seal on his right arm remained motionless.

Su Fan sighed, it's over now.

He laughed at himself, it seemed that even if he went to the battlefield, it would be very difficult for him to have a chance to escape.

For today's plan, don't think about how to escape, but think about how to survive.

Su Fan took out several accepting rings, checked them one by one with his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In any case, his supplies are relatively sufficient.

There is no shortage of living materials or cultivation materials, especially a large amount of materials related to the magic gate, which has hardly been used since coming to the Central Plains.

At this time, the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the square were running around, hoping to get some information.

There are even a lot of people forming temporary groups, and several people have come to ask Su Fan, hoping to join these temporary groups.

Faced with these people's solicitations, Su Fan declined them all.

These people are the cannon fodder who used to fill in the pits, what a bunch of shit.

When it comes to the battlefield, everyone must be completely disrupted and redistributed, how can they be huddled together.

After a while, a flying boat flew into the fairy city from the depths of the Qingyang Mountains and landed on the square. Hundreds of foundation-building cultivators dressed in Tianyuezong got off the flying boat.

Immediately afterwards, flying boats entered Qingyang Immortal City from all directions.

In addition to the Zongmen and Xiuzhen families near the fairy city, there are also a large number of casual cultivators scattered around the vicinity. The foundation-building monks around the Qingyang fairy city were almost wiped out.

The flying boat of Shuiyunzong also came, and none of the dozen or so foundation-building monks in the sect came.

Su Fan also walked over. The suzerain Zuo Zonghao saw him and quickly pulled him aside.

"Junior Brother, you have been in Qingyang Immortal City, have you heard any news?"

Looking at the anxious Zuo Zonghao, Su Fan thought for a while, and told him what he knew.

After hearing Su Fan's words, Zuo Zonghao turned pale.

"Junior Brother, who did you hear about this news from..."

Su Fan smiled wryly, and said: "The news should be true, I heard it from the Jindan real person from Ziwei Immortal Palace..."

Cheng Xi had already told Zuo Zonghao through Tianyue Sect about Cheng Xi taking Meng Chao and Shen Yue into her sect.

After all, Shuiyunzong was very happy to have caught up with the Jindan real person of Yuanyingzongmen.

Hearing what Su Fan said, Zuo Zonghao sighed with a pale face.

"Junior brother, this is fate..."

"Sovereign, is the ancestor here? You can ask him again..."

"The old ancestor met several real people from the three major immortal sects, and he has already left in the teleportation array first..."

After Zuo Zonghao finished speaking, he patted Su Fan on the shoulder, turned and left.

Looking at Zuo Zonghao's lonely back, if the battle does not go well, all the monks of their generation will be reduced to nothing.

This is life...

At this time, I saw a Jindan cultivator on the square suddenly soaring into the sky and shouting loudly.

"From now on, the monk whose identity jade talisman has changed, will start teleporting..."

The foundation-building cultivators in the square heard this, and took out their identity jade charms to check. From time to time, some people walked towards the palace in the middle of the square.

Su Fan suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen the Ziwei Immortal Palace cultivator from East China Sea.

After all, there is a Nascent Soul True Monarch standing behind his sect, which seems to be different from those small families like them.

Even though they all went to the front line as cannon fodder to fill the pits, they had to wait until they were all dead before going up.

To be honest, he regretted it a little.

At that time, Cheng Xi gave him the chance to join Ziwei Fairy Palace, but Su Fan refused.

If he had known this was the case, he would have agreed.

Just as Su Fan was thinking wildly, the identity jade talisman on his waist suddenly vibrated.

Su Fan picked it up and saw that the jade talisman flickered slightly.

He turned around and glanced at the Demon Suppressing Tablet, and found that no one was manipulating it, indicating that the Demon Suppressing Tablet was automatically assigning tasks.

Su Fan laughed at himself, his blood had already left a mark on the Suppressing Demon Tablet.

Where is this going?

And as he expected, their group of monks came from all over the square, and they hardly knew each other.

The Magical Treasure Town Demon Monument is really extraordinary, just like the computer in the previous life, everyone is randomly assigned, and there is no way for monks to form their own small groups.

Su Fan put away the identity jade talisman, came to the palace in the middle of the square, and walked in with the flow of people.

Walking into the huge palace, the hall is very empty, and a huge magic circle with a diameter of nearly [-] meters is in the middle of the hall.

There are also more than a dozen small magic circles with a diameter of more than ten meters, scattered around the large teleportation circle.

There were hundreds of monks in Su Fan's group, and they all stepped up to the huge teleportation circle in the middle and stood up.

He glanced at his feet, the ground was full of cumbersome magic lines, densely packed throughout the entire teleportation formation.

"The array is about to open, everyone pay attention..."

With the shout of the disciple on duty in the hall, the magic pattern on the long-distance teleportation formation instantly lit up.

"Om..."

There was a dull humming sound, and a dazzling light was released.

Su Fan closed his eyes subconsciously, only to feel that his whole body was rolling, as if he was falling sharply, with a feeling of nowhere.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Fan felt his body shake.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was still standing on the huge teleportation formation, but his people had already arrived in another city.

Su Fan rubbed his temples, feeling that his head was swollen, and his soul was already scattered.

The people around were also covering their heads like him. Some people were not so fascinated, their bodies were already shaking, and some even sat down on the ground.

He walked out of this huge hall with the flow of people, and there was also a square outside, where countless monks had already gathered.

As soon as they walked out of the hall, several qi-training monks in Zongmen-style robes greeted them and led them to a building near the square.

The square is full of noise, people are chatting with each other in small groups, and some people are looking around for news.

This place gave Su Fan the feeling that he had returned to the train station during the Spring Festival travel rush in his previous life.

At this moment, monks from all over the world may not realize what kind of situation they will face in the future, so everyone is in a good mood.

There are also several huge monster-suppressing monuments erected in this square, but they are several times larger than the ones in Qingyang Immortal City.

Because Su Fan and the others had just taken a teleportation circle, they needed to rest here for three days to recover their souls.

Afterwards, they transferred several times in different fairy cities to the long-distance teleportation formation, and then they came to the end point of this time, Qinglian fairy city.

Although he would rest for three days every time he took the long-distance teleportation circle, after so many times of tossing all at once, even Su Fan's spirit was strong, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Compared to Su Fan, the others were even more miserable.

One by one staggered, and some monks were even helped out of the magic circle.

The central square of Qinglian Fairy City has a larger area. The circumference of the square square is several miles long. There are several tens of feet high demon-suppressing monuments standing in the southeast and northwest of the square.

In front of each Demon Suppressing Monument, there are a large number of Foundation Establishment cultivators lined up in several long lines.

Although the square was crowded with people and there was a steady flow of people everywhere, the monks here were very silent, and their expressions were very heavy.

The air in the entire square seemed to be frozen, and the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing.

After several transmissions in succession, a lot of news has been spread out. Although it has not been confirmed, everyone has probably guessed it.

They are being sent to the front line to resist the invasion from the exotic Daluotian.

The monks who were teleported from all over the world came out of the main hall and were taken to the front of several demon-suppressing monuments and silently lined up at the back of the line.

Maybe everyone sensed something, no one chatted, no one looked around, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air.

Su Fan glanced out of the square. Except for a group of Foundation Establishment monks who walked out of the square, there were hardly any people on the street outside.

The shops on both sides of the street are all closed, and the entire Qinglian Fairy City has become the frontier base of the battlefield.

After queuing for a full two hours, it was considered that Su Fan was in the queue. He registered with his new identity jade talisman, and was randomly assigned to a team.

Every hundred people form a small team, and the team leaders are late-stage foundation-establishment monks sent by various sects.

(End of this chapter)