Who says that Taoist priests only know how to maintain health?

"Disciple, don't be reckless and be careful."

Ye Lingxiao used the secret method of sound transmission to instruct.

Hearing this.

Chen Mu nodded, and looked around curiously.

Even he had to admit.

His vision was too small before.

The world of immortal cultivation is more vast than he imagined.

Take the current gathering of immortal cultivators in Baidi City, which has exceeded 100 million.

These immortal cultivators with low cultivation have the cultivation of golden elixir.

"So I'm still a rookie..."

Golden elixir is everywhere, and Yuanying is worse than a dog.

This is just one domain, and the world of immortal cultivation has nine domains, and even overseas.

Chen Mu was originally worried that he could not gather high-quality media.

Now it seems that it is completely his vision that is too small.

Judging from the current world of immortal cultivation.

He can completely pull up a million-strong army of heavenly soldiers with good qualifications.

The most important thing is resource supply.

What I am doing now is to dig the foundation of the world of immortal cultivation. There will be countless enemies in the future.

If I improve slowly, I may be killed.

If I want to improve my qualifications as soon as possible, I need a lot of resources.

I realized the importance of the will of the copy again.

"Brother, how is it?"

As soon as the words came out.

A trembling voice sounded.

"Fa, fa, fa... Now the remnants of the secret realm that I can sense have been intertwined into a line... If we can take them all, we can't finish digging them in a hundred years."

This also scared Chen Mu.

I couldn't help but ask.

"Fuck, so many?"

"Too many, too many. I only hate that I can't split myself. Now I can only record one tenth of it before the end of the Immortal Gate Competition."

"Pick a high-quality secret realm record... Here are twenty world origins. You can use them first, but let me be frank. If you disappoint me, don't expect good things in the future."

"Thank you, brother. I know that it's useless to say more. Just look at me."

After a brief exchange.

Chen Mu felt that he was going to be rich.

Now there was only one sentence in his mind.

Damn! Expand the army! Expand the army!

Two thousand heavenly soldiers are too few. If there were 100,000 or even 1 million heavenly soldiers.

The speed of collecting resources can also be improved.

"Golden elixir, Yuanying, I still lack too many. I don't know where to get them."

As for continuing to sneak attack Tianwu Sect, how many more can be killed.

And there is also the danger of being exposed.

It is not suitable to tear the face with Tianwu Sect now. If the two sects go to war, even if one side wins, the other side will probably fall from the position of the top ten immortal sects.

"I am thinking so much, I might as well ask my master."

I am a person from another world, I can't compare with the masters who have lived for thousands of years.

Before I could ask.

Chen Mu felt clouds under his feet, and then he was flying.

Flying towards the direction of the immortal sect ancestors.

"Ye Danzun!"

"Ye Danzun!"

"Ye Danzun!"

Those high-ranking immortal sect ancestors greeted Ye Lingxiao or nodded when they saw him coming.

No one dared to neglect him.

In fact, it is understandable. Who doesn't need elixirs.

If you can have a good relationship with the alchemist, you will have fewer problems in the future.

What's more, this is the best alchemist in this area.

"Long time no see, fellow Taoists."

Ye Lingxiao responded with a smile.

Just as I was about to find a seat to watch the Immortal Sect Competition, I heard a dissatisfied voice.

"Daoyou, it's not appropriate to bring a junior here..."

As soon as this was said.

Everyone looked over.

The one who spoke was none other than the Shit Taoist from yesterday.

He was obviously a little unhappy about what happened yesterday.

He just wanted to disgust people.

"Shit Taoist, what do you think?"

As soon as this was said.

Many other ancestors of the Immortal Sect couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This made Shit Taoist look even uglier.

"This is where the ancestors sit. This person should be your disciple. What do you think the sect masters below will think if you bring him here?"

"In that case, I'll let my disciple go down."

To everyone's surprise, Ye Lingxiao actually gave in.

A group of ancestors who wanted to see the joke were all a little surprised.

Before they could figure out the reason, they heard a slow voice.

"Disciple, we don't want to bully people, but someone deserves a slap in the face, so you go down to participate in the competition. I don't want to see the shadow of a certain sect in the top 100."

"Okay, Master, I'll go right away."

Chen Mu understood instantly and made a gesture to go down.

Looking at the master and disciple singing the same tune, the ancestors of the immortal sects twitched their brows wildly and felt a little palpitated.

One person suddenly came to mind.

Wen Liyun.

A thousand years ago, the Taoist of Tianwu Sect was killed by Lingxu.Sect disciples killed.

Thinking of this.

These immortal sect ancestors understood what was going on instantly.

They quickly spoke to stop him.

"Ye Danzun, you don't need to ask someone. If he doesn't want to stay, then go to the dung pit. I think this is good. Who hasn't come from the younger generation?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Ye Danzun, don't listen to some people's nonsense."

"Senior Danzun, don't get angry. Some people eat too much shit. Don't give any advice."

.......

Everyone is a scattered immortal, and they are in different sects, which also leads to this group of ancestors being rude to insult people.

They are going to insult to death.

This made Shit Taoist's face almost gloomy.

Even so, he still didn't say anything.

Originally, I thought it was just to make trouble. If Chen Mu really went to the competition, I don't know about other realms, but first of all, no one in the Jindan realm is Chen Mu's opponent.

"Thank you, fellow Taoists."

Ye Lingxiao bowed to everyone.

Then he came to the side.

Directly transmit the secret voice.

"Disciple, do it!"

The copy will has started working.

After absorbing another twenty strands of the world's origin, the ability has also been strengthened.

"Brother, these people don't go to many secret realms, but the quality is terrifyingly high."

I couldn't help but sigh.

"Record it well, don't miss any of them."

The secret realm that can be frequented by scattered immortals must be extraordinary.

"Brother, don't worry, I will record these secret realms first."

Learn about the situation.

Chen Mu also looked at the Immortal Gate Competition below absent-mindedly.

There are three stages in total.

Melee!

Single challenge!

Ranking!

Due to the large number of people, it is difficult to determine the winner one-on-one.

Because of this, the first level is to brush people.

Thirty thousand people, only a thousand people are needed.

One out of thirty people is left.

"The Immortal Gate Competition begins."

Accompanied by a Mahayana cultivator speaking.

The 30,000 qualified people were directly teleported to a space.

There are only countless arenas here.

Thirty thousand people are evenly distributed on these arenas.

Thirty people per arena.

As the cultivators were assigned, the Mahayana cultivator spoke again.

"Open!"

Before he finished speaking.

Arenas rose one after another and barriers slowly rose.

"The Immortal Gate Competition begins!"

As the voice sounded.

The contestants in the arena were wailing, excited, and crying.

What kind of opponent you can be assigned depends entirely on luck.

"Fuck, I don't know them all, they must be noobs!"

"Why are there still disciples of the Ghost Dao Sect? We won't be trained into zombies, right?"

Some people were happy and some were worried.

Chen Mu did not control the clone, for fear of being discovered by this group of ancestors.

Of course, he opened the visual sharing with the clone.