Ling tripod

Time passed quickly, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two days, cultivators from Yanzhou and Qingzhou arrived one after another, and the atmosphere of this qualification battle reached its peak as the four states gathered.

This time, Tianxuan and Hei Mo, two Yuanying fairyland masters, arrived from Yizhou.

Three Yuanying fairyland masters arrived from Yanzhou, including a Yuanying first-level Grand Elder from Tianlu Sect, a Yuanying second-level Grand Elder from Danqian Sect, and one of the two most famous Yuanying alchemists in Yanzhou, whose strength has reached the third level of the Yuanying stage.

This time, four Yuanying demon cultivators came from Qingzhou, one from each of the first three of the eight major forces, one Yuanying first-level demon cultivator from Bilin Lake, one from Yaoming Sect, one from the third-level demon cultivator from the first force, and one from the third-level demon cultivator from the first force, and the strongest one was the old city lord of Juyao City, who was also Mo Lin's master, a powerful demon cultivator who had just entered the fourth level of the Yuanying stage.

As the host of this event, Xuzhou has a total of five Nascent Soul cultivators present. Among them, the other two top sects in Xuzhou, Fuyuan Sect and Qingfu Sect, each have a Nascent Soul Level 2 cultivator, while the top sect, Yangfu Sect, has two Nascent Soul Level 3 cultivators and one Nascent Soul Level 4 top cultivator. The Nascent Soul Level 4 top cultivator is Wang Tianhua, the man standing at the top of Xuzhou.

Today is the opening day of the Tianshan Sword Pool Qualifying Tournament.

The huge training ground of 50,000 square meters on the top of Zufu Peak has built a full 80 twenty-meter-high arena. There are a total of 8,000 disciples from the four states participating in the qualifying tournament. Every 100 disciples form a group. In the end, 45 people from each group will enter the next round, and then there will be rounds of eliminations.

At this time, the top of Zufu Peak is already bustling with people.

There were 8,000 disciples from the four states, plus the masters and elders of each sect, and some followers. As the host, Xuzhou had many cultivators who came to watch. There were nearly 100,000 cultivators in the entire square, and the 50,000 square meters of training square seemed a bit crowded.

Fortunately, the entire Zufu Peak was 500,000 square meters wide, and some cultivators simply flew to a distance to watch.

First, the opening ceremony of the Tianshan Sword Pool Qualification Tournament was held.

On the square arena of a thousand meters in the center, a red carpet was laid. Around the arena were the masters and gifted disciples of the four states. Compared with other states, the place where Yizhou was located was a little smaller. There was no way around it, because Yizhou was the weakest and had the fewest people!

In addition to all the cultivators from Yizhou, even the masters, elders and gifted disciples of the various sects in the host Xuzhou were not all present, and no one from Yanzhou and Qingzhou came.

"These people are really ostentatious!"

Chu Yan couldn't help but feel relieved.

Shui Tianyu sat beside Chu Yan and said calmly: "Although we are immortals who transcend everything, we are still flesh and blood after all, and it is difficult to forget fame and fortune. Especially this time when the four states gather together, everyone cares more about face. If you come first, it means you are weak. My Yizhou has always been at the bottom, so you can avoid being blamed if you come earlier."

"Hehe!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly. People live by their faces, that's the truth!

"Oh oh..."

At this time, Hei Nuo's anxious cry came from Chu Yan's spirit beast bag.

"You guy, you really like to join in the fun. Okay, come out and be honest, don't cause trouble for me!"

Chu Yan said lightly, and Hei Nuo flew out of Chu Yan's savings bag with her white wings flapping.

"Oh oh..."

Hei Nuo had been depressed in the spirit beast bag for a long time. How could she want to miss such a lively event? As soon as she flew out, she looked around and roared excitedly.

And when Hei Nuo came out, she completely attracted everyone's attention.

"That's a crane!"

"The feathers are dazzlingly white!"

"So handsome, I wish I had a mount like this!"

"Why is the crane following a little kid?"

...

Most of the cultivators were young disciples. When a few people shouted, everyone looked over and was amazed, with envy in their eyes.

"You, keep a low profile!"

Chu Yan grabbed Hei Nuo's mouth and said speechlessly.

Crane is an extremely rare monster. It can only be seen in the depths of some deep forests. Hei Nuo has no stray hairs on her body and is as white as snow. She can be said to be the top among cranes. This kind of thing is simply the mount of every cultivator's dream.

Generally speaking, when people die, they use "riding a crane to the west". In fact, "riding a crane to the west" has another meaning, which is to become an immortal. Therefore, when people mention cranes, they usually associate them with cultivators with outstanding immortal skills.

"Father, that crane is so beautiful, can you catch it for me to ride on, please!"

On the side of the Xuzhou cultivators, a little boy who was only seven or eight years old but had a savage face pointed at where Chu Yan was and begged an old man in a green robe with gold patterns beside him.

"Han'er, that's someone else's thing. Today's situation is solemn, we can't take it away from someone else!"

The old man in the green robe with gold patterns smiled slightly, pinched the boy's cheek, and said.

The old man with gold patterns was Qing Yunshan, the leader of the Fu Yuan Sect, the second largest sect in Xuzhou, and the little boy was his youngest son Qing Wenhan. Old men usually spoil their children, and this Qing Sect leader is naturally the same.

"No, father, I want that white crane. Li Xiaotong rides the red bird and Zhao Mingming rides the white tiger. They are both domineering and ruthless. I am just a mixed-haired eagle, which is not good-looking at all. I want that white crane, father." , get it for me, father, please!"

The little boy said with a coquettish look on his face that Li Xiaotong and Zhao Mingming were naturally the apples of the eyes of the major sects of their age.

"The mixed-haired eagle, that's a red-eyed golden eagle that can reach the seventh-level golden elixir stage as an adult, you brat!"

Qingyunshan said helplessly to his youngest son.

"No, father, this white crane is beautiful, I want that white crane, I want it, I want it..."

When the little boy saw that his father ignored him, he simply sat on the ground and started making a splash.

"You kid, get up quickly..."

Qingyunshan's face was a little ugly, and everyone around him was watching, but he was really reluctant to do anything to his little son. It wasn't that Qingyunshan didn't want to get the white crane, this little thing was not worth it to him. One thing to mention, it's just that all the immortal cultivating sects are here today, and he doesn't want to leave a reputation for plundering and being criticized behind his back.

"Father, the other party is just a kid from a garbage state. If my second brother wants it, I, the older brother, can just get it for him. Why bother!"

A young man with sword eyebrows who was about twenty-five years old and sitting next to Qingyun Mountain said loudly.

His name is Qing Wenwu, and he is the eldest son of Qingyun Mountain. He is deeply loved by Qingyun Mountain. When he was given this name, he hoped that he would be able to be civilized and martial, but Qing Wenwu really did not disappoint Qingyun Mountain. He was only twenty-five years old. The strength has reached the stage of great perfection in the foundation building period. Among the young generation in Xuzhou, except for Yang Tianming of Yangfu Sect and Li Xinrui of Fuyuan Sect, they have no rivals.

Therefore, in his opinion, Chu Yan is an unknown boy and comes from the weakest Yizhou, so there is nothing to fear!

"Brother is the best, father, father..."

"Okay, I'm afraid of you kid. Wenwu, just buy it with some money from others. Don't let people think that we, the Qingfu Sect, are a rude person!"

Qingyunshan finally compromised on his younger son's stubbornness and challenged Qingwen Martial Arts.

"My child understands!"

"Um!"

Seeing Qingyun Shan nodding his head, Qing Wenwu headed towards the Yizhou cultivators like lightning.

Everyone in Yizhou is seated.

"Hei Niu, you guy just visited someone's monster farm a few days ago. Keep a low profile. If you are recognized, you will be in trouble!"

Chu Yan looked at the envious, jealous and hateful looks of everyone around him, and immediately warned Hei Niu carefully.

"Whoa whoa……"

The black girl nodded helplessly.

"This fellow Taoist!"

Suddenly a young voice sounded in Chu Yan's ears. Chu Yan raised his head and saw a handsome young man with sword-shaped eyebrows. However, Chu Yan didn't recognize him and was confused, but he still said calmly: "I am here." I have never met my fellow Taoist, so I don’t know why I came here.”

"Haha, that's it. I've fallen in love with fellow Taoist's demon pet. I wonder if you can bear the pain of giving it up. There are good books on spiritual stones and so on. As long as fellow Taoist can give me a price!"

Qing Wenwu saw that Chu Yan saw that his expression did not change, and he overestimated Chu Yan a little in his heart, so he smiled lightly.

Chu Yan felt cold in his heart. Hei Niu was also one of his enemies. He had never regarded Hei Niu as a demon pet, but as a relative. Originally, he had no impression of the pleasant young man in front of him, but now Chu Yan thought of him Already full of disgust.

But after all, the other party was being polite, and Chu Yan didn't want to get angry. He just said with a very calm face: "The black girl is not my demon pet, but my relative. Fellow Taoist, please don't say anything more!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Chu Yan turned his head to one side and ignored him.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you must think that I am not honest enough. I have one hundred high-grade spiritual stones here, which means one million spirits. How about buying this monster like you?"

Qing Wenwu was secretly annoyed that the other party didn't know what was good or bad. He was obviously a monster, so he couldn't be considered a relative, so he said again.

"I said, fellow Taoist, don't say anything more, please come back!"

Chu Yan's face still turned cold and he said lightly.

"Fellow Taoist from Yizhou, don't you just think that there are too few spiritual stones? I will give you 50 million spiritual stones!"