sweep the heavens

Chapter 210 Kunlun
Before leaving, of course the ten-member team had to meet.Sure enough, the leader of the team was Ye Tan, the gray-robed monk who was in the Sutra Library that day, and the disciple of Elder Huaiwu.

Ruthless, looks younger than Chu Ping, thin and thin, with red lips and white teeth, a rather delicate young novice monk.

He looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about everything, his eyes seemed to be open or closed, and he didn't speak.However, Chu Ping felt a dangerous aura from him. The other party was definitely not as delicate and peaceful as he looked, and his cultivation level was not low.

It can make the current Chu Ping feel dangerous, which is enough to show the opponent's strength.

"Outstanding disciples under the Doutian sect really emerge in endlessly." Chu Ping also had to sigh.

Ye Tan, Fa Xiang, Wu Qing, Chu Ping, and six other people, except for the three who won the competition, Fa Yin, Xuan Guang, and Jie Xing, the other three were disciples of Elder Huai Ji whom Chu Ping had never met before. Xuankong.Disciple of Elder Dou Mie, precepts.Elder Dou Xu's disciple, Fa Wu.

"In the World Dao Discussion Conference, the competitions are all direct knockout matches. The winner advances, and the loser withdraws. The rules are as simple as that, and there is actually nothing to say. Another point is that you must not take the opponent's life during the competition, and the rest is nothing. .”

Dou Mie's explanation was simple and clear, and there was nothing to say.

"We're leaving tomorrow, so if you need to prepare anything, go and prepare."

The short exchange, the short meeting, ended soon.

Chu Ping also didn't intend to have any friendly conversations with fellow students he didn't know. For a person who was about to leave here, doing so would only bring him more worries and regrets.

The avatar of Sassafras in the dantian is constantly tempering, and the avatar pinches the great vajra wheel seal, and the relic primordial spirit is also empowered, turbulent, and the phantom of the wheel descends from the mud ball directly to the dantian, like a copper wheel , buzzing lightly.

The relic primordial spirit floated in the sea of ​​consciousness, and it became a bit more solid than before, turning from imaginary to real.

It is indescribable to transform three cleans into one breath.

Chen Yidun deified his mind as Wubao, which is almost indelible.Now Chu Ping is carrying a lot of treasures, how much more powerful he is.

It is not a simple matter to divide one thought. If Yuanying is strong enough, it can even achieve the legendary incarnation of tens of millions, but it seems that Chu Ping is still unable to do that.It is not easy to even want to transform the Sanqing in one go.After splitting into two divine thoughts, the Nascent Soul was a little bleak. Although it recovered at an extremely fast speed, Chu Ping finally suspended the process of continuing to split the thoughts.

Departing early the next morning, the 11-member team did not simply fly away in the sky, but moved out of a flying device from Wuxiang Temple.

The Buddhist mount is actually a magic weapon like a four-wheeled cart driven by three golden lions as its legs.

The car is not big, but there is a very large space inside, just like a house, with separate households and 11 people living in their own rooms, there are still some leftovers.There is also light and water in the car, the secluded environment is open to mystery, under the shade of locust tree trees, there are stone tables and benches, engraved with a chessboard pattern on it, you can drink tea, play chess, and sit and talk about Taoism.

It was the first time for Chu Ping to come into contact with such a magic weapon, and it felt rather novel.What's more rare is that there are also yellow turban wrestlers dedicated to serving.

But Chu Ping also knew that refining the Yellow Turban Warriors was a Taoist method, and he didn't want to even have such methods in the Wuxiang Temple.

For this reason, the wind knife and frost blade were avoided along the way, which was quite comfortable.

From Wuxiang Temple to Kunlun, it would only take half an hour if you let go of your feet, but it took half a day to drive the slow Yukong Mercedes.

During the period, Fa Xiang played a game of chess with Dou Mie, and the rest of the people stayed at home, not knowing what they were doing.

The majestic Kunlun stretches for thousands of miles.

When Chu Ping saw the vast divine mountain among the clouds and mists for the first time, it was inevitable that there would be records of this mountain in his heart.

Shangtong Xuanji, Yuanqi distribution, Wuchang Yuheng.Regulating the nine heavens and adjusting yin and yang, and all things are born in groups, which are rare and unique, all of which are here.

Shocked!

How great is the courage of Kunlun, and it is not famous for its hills and valleys.

When seeing this sacred mountain, any mysterious, uneven, high and dangerous cliffs are all forgotten, and there is only a majestic and mighty spirit in the chest!
Kunlun is surrounded by mountains in all directions, just like the bright moon in the night sky, and the stars are all dark.

The car was floating in the clouds and mist, but no one stayed behind closed doors, and all looked forward.

The top of Kunlun towers above the sky and breaks through the clouds.

Not to mention someone like Chu Ping who has never seen the majesty of Kunlun, even Dou Mie has seen it countless times, and he is still shocked every time he sees it.

"Here, let's go in."

After a moment of silence, Dou Mie said slowly, with a calm tone.

The shape of Kunlun is narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, just like an altar raised from the boundless land to the nine heavens.The top of the mountain that pierced into the sky spreads infinitely.

The Kunlun Triangle is each flowing with clouds and flying light.

The brilliance of Qianchen in the northern corner, shining brightly on the bullfight, is exactly Langfeng Peak.

The west corner is emerald, the auspicious air is flowing, the sun is lingering, and the fragrant air rises to the sky, Xuanpu Hall.

The east corner is calm and majestic, with the atmosphere of a master, and the Kunlun Palace is majestic.

The other corner is thin and narrow, and it is almost invisible under the grandeur of the other triangle, but there is a golden cloud and candle sun, radiant and colorful, and the colors are all-encompassing, which is Tianyong City!
Any sect, any scene, when faced with the majestic Kunlun, it will inevitably appear petty, and it will not be able to stand on the stage.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, I can vaguely see different brilliance coming from all directions one after another, either scattered, or fast, or leisurely, or ups and downs, and it is impressive that other sects rushed to it.

In the empty space, when these meteor-like brilliance reached a hundred miles outside Kunlun, pieces of runes were seen rising, and the center of the touch showed a dense network of light.

It is fleeting, and the streamer is submerged in it.

The same is true for the driving of Wuxiang Temple, which is a forbidden law around Kunlun.

The car landed slowly outside the Kunlun Palace in the east, and saw many young monks in Taoist attire coming and going, methodically welcoming the arriving sects.

Chu Ping and his party were led to live in a separate courtyard. Before entering the house, they saw a brilliant and extremely brilliant light swaying from the distant sky. .

It was a shuttle-shaped magic weapon, but what it revealed was a vast sword intent capable of tearing apart the sky. It was magnificent, sharp, and majestic.

At the same time, a majestic ray of light erupted from the top of Kunlun Peak, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, thick and majestic, competing with the sun and the moon, and corresponding to that extremely gorgeous ray of light.

"It's Mount Shu, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, God Shuttle to Dispel Demons, hey, it's really domineering!"

Dou Mie spoke sarcastically, showing a cold smile.

Chen Xiao came to the door arrogantly, and the entire Wuxiang Temple did not have a good impression of Shushan.

"Shushan..."

A coldness flashed across Chu Ping's heart.

(End of this chapter)