Pagoda Immortality

Lu Li walked towards Liu Qingxuan.

Liu Qingxuan stared at Lu Li angrily: "Mr. Lu, you are too much, are you still a brother?"

Lu Li asked in confusion: "What do you mean, how did I go too far?"

Liu Qingxuan said: "What do you think! You know that I like Fairy Mu Yao, but you still flirt with her, are you deliberately irritating me?"

"So you are talking about this matter, just saying hello, you think too much, and she took the initiative to find me, not me to find her."

"It's not okay for her to find you! I tell you, you are not allowed to talk to her again in the future, otherwise..."

Liu Qingxuan stared at Lu Li angrily like an angry rooster.

"Hey! Got it. Next time she comes to me, I will stay away from her and not talk to her, right?"

"Hehe, that's more like it! Old Lu, I tell you, I really like Fairy Mu Yao. You don't have any feelings for her anyway, so don't bother me. I'll treat you to a drink some other day..."

"Got it, don't worry, I'm married and have no interest in other women."

"Seriously?"

"Why would I lie to you!"

"Hehe, great, where's your brother's wife? When will you introduce her to me?" Liu Qingxuan was in a good mood.

"I don't know where she went..." Lu Li shrugged.

"What?"

"Hey, stop talking, look over there..." Lu Li didn't want to dwell on this question and pointed to the direction of the big flag.

At this time, all the people who should come in have arrived.

There were exactly two thousand people in the square.

Everyone's chest was filled with blood-colored mist, which represented their identity as the Anti-Immortal Alliance.

Everyone gathered in piles, looking at the flagpole in the center.

The people who were close to the flag stand were basically disciples of the seven major sects, and they were all very imposing.

Of course, the other independent cultivators and gang members were not weak either.

"Everyone! I am Ye Zhanpeng from Xuantian Palace. Although everyone is very powerful, we cannot be without a leader, otherwise we will just be a group of scattered sand!"

"I think we should elect one of us as the temporary leader to take charge of the situation and deal with the next battle. Do you have any opinions?" Ye Zhanpeng stood on the flag stand and shouted loudly at the crowd.

As soon as the voice fell.

Below the flag stand, a tall and thin young man in a green robe smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye is right! I, Dong Wei, support you with both hands."

Dong Wei from Jiulian Mountain! Hearing this name, the crowd below was in an uproar again.

This Dong Wei was on the list in the last session.

And this round he was the first in the Jiulian Mountain Golden Immortal Competition.

Unexpectedly, such a person was also in their camp.

"The people of my Realm King Palace also support it." A middle-aged man not far away said lightly.

"We in Wuliang Mountain also agree." An old monk spoke slowly.

"..."

As Dong Wei of Jiulian Mountain spoke, representatives of other major sects also spoke in agreement.

As for Lu Li, a casual cultivator, he had no chance to express his opinion here, and could only watch the development of the situation from a distance.

After a while, all seven major sects expressed their opinions.

Ye Zhanpeng asked the casual cultivators symbolically and pretended to ask them again, and the matter was decided.

As for the candidate for the leader of the alliance.

Needless to say, after Ye Zhanpeng's "evasion and humility", he still took the lead.

Because this battle would not be over in a few days, many things required careful planning and layout.

Therefore, after determining the position of the leader of the alliance. Ye Zhanpeng immediately gathered the leaders of the seven major sects and several more famous casual cultivators together, and went to the high mountains in the north to discuss and conspire.

The rest of the people were active around the square, but they could not go too far.

…

In a valley opposite to the Anti-Immortal Alliance, the same thing was going on.

This is the territory of the Righteous Alliance.

However, the morale here is much worse than that of the Anti-Immortal Alliance.

Because many powerful people from the sects know that Ye Zhanpeng and others are on the opposite side of them.

For these people, this situation is as uncomfortable as eating shit.

If they give in, they will be unwilling.

If they don’t give in, they will worry about being bullied by people like Ye Zhanpeng after they go out.

In addition, the leaders of the major sects have clearly said that they should consider the overall situation when encountering such a situation.

Because only those who are ahead in the sect competition can compete for a good ranking for the sect in the third round of the finals.

"Damn, I'm so unlucky! Can't I even make it to the finals this time?" A Jiulian Mountain strongman couldn't help complaining.

"Hey, Brother Teng, don't complain. Isn't it the same for our Xuantian Palace? Several of the top ten in the competition are on the opposite side, and even Senior Brother Ye..." The people next to him sighed.

"What should we do? Should we just give up?" The Jiulian Mountain strongman said unwillingly.

"Let's take it one step at a time. There are mostly independent cultivators on our side, and there must be many hidden masters among them. Let's see how they perform. We won't help either side. If we do this, the Nixian League still can't win the game, then it can't be our fault..."

"Ah! It seems that this is the only way. I hope these independent cultivators and gang disciples can do better." The Jiulian Mountain strongman sighed.

The words of the two also represent the thoughts of most of the sect disciples of the Righteous Alliance.

Because of the decadence of the sect people, the Righteous Alliance is no longer controlled by the sect people at this time.

After being recommended by many casual cultivators, the position of leader fell to an old man in purple.

This man was called Lei Xiangtian, a famous Golden Immortal casual cultivator in Ziyang Immortal Domain.

He became famous because of his ruthless methods. He once killed thousands of people from a family, including several peak Golden Immortals.

In other words, this man had the strength to fight several ordinary peak Golden Immortals alone.

Lei Xiangtian was knowledgeable and saw at a glance that these sect masters were in a bad mood.

Therefore, when selecting candidates such as the captain, he deliberately avoided these people.

In response, these sect masters did not express opposition or protest, anyway, they did not want to take action.

At this time, dozens of people gathered on the high mountain south of the Zhengdao League Square.

Lei Xiangtian looked at the crowd: "What do you think? Tell me."

"What is there to say? Those sect disciples are like dried radishes, wilted. In my opinion, we should just gather all the independent cultivators to fight the Anti-Immortal Alliance! Why do we have to do all these fancy things?" A burly man stood in front of the team and said in a muffled voice.

"No!"

As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man in a green robe not far away said: "Our morale is not good to begin with. If we fight head-on, it will only make us lose faster, and there will be no effect."

Hearing this, everyone nodded secretly.

"Lose faster? Don't you still want to win!" The burly man sneered.

"Fellow Daoist, you can't say that. Everyone who comes here doesn't want to win."

"Although the situation is not good now, it is not a reason for us to give up on ourselves."

"This battle is like practicing. We can ignore winning or losing, but we can't give up fighting!"

"Even if there is a one in a billion chance, we should all fight for it!"

"Not for anything else, just to fight for a breath, to fight for a clear conscience!"

A young man with a face of about 30 years old stood up and looked at the crowd, speaking impassionedly.

After listening to it, everyone couldn't help but feel a surge of blood.

Someone echoed loudly:

"Well said! Who of us who has practiced until now has not licked blood on the edge of a knife, who has not experienced mountains of swords and seas of fire! How can we surrender before the battle today!"

"That's right, fuck him, without these sect softies, we still have thousands of brothers, fight hard, and there may be a possibility of winning!"

"Support...!"

At this moment, all the strong men of the Righteous Alliance became excited because of the words of the young man.

They all shook off their bad mood and were determined to have a big fight with the Anti-Immortal Alliance!