Tuxian Road

Feng Fan glanced around, he had made up his mind, and didn't take any action.

Although the other monks looked ugly, they also left their traces of consciousness on different bamboo pieces in order.

The time for a stick of incense has passed, and besides the Feitian faction outside, the heads of other major sects and the patriarchs of the families have written down the numbers for participating in the Yimang mountain mutual fight in order.

Seeing that a stick of incense had been burned, the seven Nascent Souls outside and monks at the Huadan level opened the restriction, came to the front of the jade slips, and began to check.

"It was 620 foundation-building stage monks who came in, why are there only 610 nine strands of consciousness on the bamboo piece?" Zhenjun Lianchen's surprised voice suddenly came out.

"Fellow Daoist did not make a mistake! Who would be so stupid as not to keep a trace of his spiritual sense, that would be tantamount to actively asking to participate in this fight." Lin Shengtong said with some disapproval.

"Fellow Daoist, you can check it again." Zhenjun Lianchen curled his lips and said sarcastically.

Lin Shengtong didn't say anything else, he probed his consciousness into the jade slip, and after a while, he showed a puzzled look on his face, and said: "Sure enough, one person is missing. It seems that this monk was so frightened that he forgot to put his own A trace of spiritual consciousness remains on the bamboo slices."

"Senior, I don't know if I can give this junior a chance. I really forgot just now." Feng Fan stepped forward with a faked panic expression on his face and said in a false trembling voice.

"Boy, how can the rules set by the eight sects and the family be changed. If you are given a chance, others will not agree at all. Even if you have bad luck, you will accept your fate!" Seeing this future The person who left behind a trace of spiritual consciousness turned out to be Feng Fan, who had left a deep impression on him during the monk competition during the energy gathering period, so he couldn't help but gloated and said.

And at the end, Zhenjun Lianchen actually showed a smile that hadn't been seen for many years.It's just that this smile made Feng Fan sneer in his heart, and at the same time, he felt nauseous.

"That's right, the rules set by all sects and families cannot be changed, and you accept your fate! If anything happens during this fight at Yimang Mountain, as a senior, I will mourn for you every year." Lin Shengtong immediately said sarcastically .

The other foundation-building monks of the Feitian Sect looked at Feng Fan with complicated eyes, most of them showed pity, while some thought that Feng Fan was greedy for life and afraid of death, and showed contempt in their eyes. A little schadenfreude.

"Is this ray of consciousness in the jade slip No. 66 left behind?" Zhenjun Lianchen glanced at the last number selected, then used his consciousness to search the jade slip, turned his head, and asked loudly.Because No. 66 is exactly the No. 30 number selected to participate in this fight, so Master Lianchen asked this question.

After a while, a monk from the Flying Apsaras stood up.The monk had an unbelievably happy expression on his face, as if he had just escaped a catastrophe.

"The consciousness in the jade slip No. 66 is left by me." The monk calmed down, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and said calmly.

"You don't have to participate in the Yimang Mountain fight this time, thanks to your fellow Fengfan. If he hadn't been confused for a while, I'm afraid you would have entered Yimang Mountain." Zhenjun Lianchen searched with his divine sense After looking at the monk, he confirmed that he was indeed the same person as the wisp of consciousness left on the No. 66 jade slip.

"Senior Brother Fengfan, thank you very much! If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I would be the one who participated in the battle at Yimang Mountain this time. You can choose whatever you want in my storage bag." The monk thanked Fengfan gratefully. Said.

"No need." Feng Fan pretended to be depressed and said coldly.Feng Fan felt a little proud of his performance in his heart, if he didn't pretend to be lifelike, it would definitely make these old monsters suspicious, after all, he had too many secrets.

Hearing Feng Fan's cold words, the monk froze for a moment, then stood aside.Zhenjun Lianchen and other seven people selected the Feitian monks who had participated in the battle at Yimang Mountain, and called Master Huanyue in.

The thirty selected monks stood together, all located in the middle of the restriction.Duan Yun was also selected, biting his lip, standing quietly beside Feng Fan in the crowd.

Immortal Huanyue told everyone, and then brought the 30 people to the entrance of Yimang Mountain with the patriarchs of other sects.Here, the eight sects and the eight members of the family who are second only to the heads and patriarchs are waiting.

Feng Fan glanced around and found that Duan Yunshang's face was full of melancholy, his heart moved, and he said in a low voice: "Senior sister is really lucky to be selected."

"No way, one of the more than 20 people can still be selected. This is really God's favor!" Duan Yunshang said with emotion at first, then changed the subject and asked: "It's just why didn't you just take a ray of your spirit?" Is consciousness left in the jade slip?"

"Hehe, I thought too much at that time, so I forgot about this matter." Feng Fan laughed, and then laughed at himself.

"We are all early foundation-building monks, and we are both weak in this battle on the Different Mountains. If we want to come out safely, we can only ask for blessings." Duan Yunshang sighed quietly.

"That's right. Compared with monks in the middle and later stages of foundation establishment, we are indeed weak. Only by being extremely careful can we escape this disaster." Feng Fan nodded.

At this time, all the foundation-building monks of Lei Sha Cult had drawn lots, including Qi Wantao who had participated in the Qi-gathering monk competition of the Golden Moon Ancient Kingdom decades ago.Qi Wantao, relying on his hard training and the subtlety of magic skills, unexpectedly entered the initial level of the middle stage of foundation building a year ago.

The [-] selected foundation-building stage monks walked out with ugly faces, as if they were about to go to the place of death.

True Monarch Lianchen glanced at these people, and contempt emerged in his heart.Staring at Qi Wantao, Zhenjun Lianchen came to a conclusion and decided to choose Qi Wantao as the person to possess.

Possessed monks should not be too low-level.Because after all, one's own strength plays a very important role. Once the purple scale cloud piercing armor loses control or cannot be brought in, the person with a higher level will naturally have a certain advantage, otherwise his wisp of divine consciousness will be lost.

However, the level of the possessed cultivator should not be too high, otherwise it will easily attract the prying eyes of the patriarchs of other sects and families. After all, those people pay great attention to the late foundation-establishment cultivators selected by other sects and families, and they may be found outside Yimang Mountain Possessed secrets.

Zhenjun Lianchen began to use his gun, and a ray of divine consciousness left Zhenjun Lianchen's body without a sound, and quickly entered Qi Wantao's body.

"This seat is True Monarch Lianchen, now a wisp of divine consciousness has entered your body, please don't say anything!" Qi Wantao was startled suddenly, his expression a little dull, because a familiar voice came from his mind.

"Master, is it really you?" Qi Wantao asked with surprise on his face, echoing with his spiritual sense.

"Yes, after a while, the main body of this seat will give you a fourth-level low-level peak-level purple scale cloud-piercing spirit beast. That spirit beast has already been taken by this seat in advance with two invisible elixir, you What I sensed was only the breath of a second-class low-level spirit beast. After entering Yimang Mountain, I will use your body to manipulate this fourth-class purple scale cloud piercer. Hehe, at that time, all other sects and Cultivate all the family's foundation-building monks!" The proud voice of Zhenjun Lianchen resounded in Qi Wantao's mind.

"The leader is wise, and his subordinates admire him!" Qi Wantao said excitedly through his spiritual sense.

Qi Wantao has a little understanding of Lihun **. If he is possessed by a ray of spiritual consciousness of a high-level monk, the strongest strength that the possessed monk can display will also be slightly improved.

As for how much it can be improved, it depends on the cultivation level of the caster and the amount of spiritual consciousness possessed.The higher the cultivation level of the caster and the more spiritual consciousness possessed, the greater the strongest strength that the possessed cultivator can display will be improved.

But the spiritual consciousness cannot be completely possessed by other monks, at least half of it must be left.Otherwise, even if the possessed consciousness completely returns to the main body afterwards, the main body will suffer a certain degree of damage.

The purpose of Zhenjun Lianchen this time is mainly to control his spirit beast, not to enhance Qi Wantao's strength, so he just split a wisp of divine consciousness into Qi Wantao's body.

Even so, Qi Wantao was very pleasantly surprised. Not only did his strongest strength reach the initial level of the late foundation establishment stage, but he also carried a fourth-level low-level spirit beast on him, which was equivalent to the monster of the early Yuanying monks. beast!

In this way, during the one-month fight on the Different Mountains, not only his own life was guaranteed, but also many monks from other sects and families were killed.

The leader will definitely not care about the things on these foundation-building monks, but it is a great harvest for him.Thinking of this, Qi Wantao actually showed an incomparably bright smile.

"Boy, put away your smug expression." The reminder from Zhenjun Lianchen's consciousness that had already sensed Qi Wantao's change suddenly sounded in Qi Wantao's mind, which made Qi Wantao's smile stiffen suddenly, and then became extremely dignified , no longer dare to be complacent.

"Qi Wantao, this second-class low-level monster is for your self-defense." The main body of Zhenjun Lianchen suddenly took out a spirit beast bag and handed it to Qi Wantao.

"Thank you, Master, for your love!" Qi Wantao replied respectfully, and put away the spirit beast bag under the envious eyes of other Leisha Cult monks.

A few powerful spiritual senses immediately scanned over, and after confirming that the spirit beast pouch was indeed the breath of a second-class low-level monster, the expressions of the heads of the various sects and families relaxed.

Because the Yimang Mountain Mutual War clearly stipulates that it is forbidden to carry monsters of the second-class intermediate level and above, so when Zhenjun Lianchen gave Qi Wantao the spirit beast bag, he would be searched by Xunduo's spiritual consciousness.

Zhenjun Lianchen snorted coldly in his heart, without saying anything, the monks of Leisha Cult were then taken to the entrance in front of Yimang Mountain.