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Chapter 372 Buried Demon Mountain

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    Elder Wusi threw the shuttle into the air, and the treasure rose with the wind. In the blink of an eye, the length reached seven or eight feet, and the width was nearly two feet. The middle part was sunken, like a big ship.

    Qingyang has also heard a little about the treasure in front of him. It is called the Gale Wind Shuttle, and it is a high-grade spiritual weapon. It is specially used to carry people in the Qingfeng Palace, and its speed exceeds the full speed of ordinary foundation-building monks.  Although this thing can carry a lot of people, it is more troublesome to operate. Only the spiritual sense of Jindan monks or late foundation establishment monks can support it for a long time, and it is rarely used under normal circumstances.

    Elder Wusi jumped up, stood at the forefront of the blast shuttle, and then said to the crowd below: "Let them all come up, Qingxin will lead someone to count the number of people."

    With the order of Elder Wusi, the disciples who participated in the trial of Chaos Demon Valley jumped up from the ground and jumped onto the blast shuttle, Qingyang and Chen Biwang were no exception, and then the master of the outer courtyard, Qingxin Sanren, also brought the other four outer courtyards.  The manager of the base period boarded the blast shuttle all the way.

    As for Master Uncle Deng and Uncle Qi, who Qingyang is more familiar with, they need to stay in the outer courtyard of Qingfeng Palace. The trial time in Chaos Demon Valley is very long, and the master of the outer courtyard, Qingxin Sanren, will not be able to return in a short time, so there must be enough people left in the outer courtyard.  handle things.

    Seventy-four Qi Refining Stage disciples, plus five Foundation Establishment cultivators from the outer courtyard and Golden Core Stage Wusi Elder, there are a total of eighty people. Although the Gale Wind Shuttle is big, it is still a bit crowded with so many people going up at once.  However, it was the Qi Refining Stage disciples at the back who were crowded. Elder Wusi and the five Foundation Establishment cultivators were standing in front of Blast Shuttle. The space here was much more spacious than that at the back.

    Qingxin Sanren counted the number of people, and seeing that everyone had arrived, Elder Wusi slapped his palm forward, and the blast shuttle immediately rose into the air and galloped away.

    When he first joined Qingfeng Palace, Qingyang once rode on that Uncle Jiang¡¯s Royal Wind Boat, which he thought was a great treasure at the time, but compared with the Gale Wind Shuttle under his feet, it was like a world of difference.  Not only was the wind boat small in space, it was also slow in speed. It could only seat a few people, and it only traveled a little over a thousand miles a day.  This wind shuttle has a large space and can accommodate 80 people at a time, and its speed is about 50 to 60% faster than the wind boat.

    Of course, this also has something to do with their levels. The Yufengzhou is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, but the blast shuttle is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it is much more difficult to control than the Yufengzhou.  Late-stage monks can support it for a long time. If Uncle Jiang, who is only at the early stage of foundation establishment, is allowed to control the blast shuttle, it will take two or three hours at most to lose his mind.

    Elder Wusi and Qingxin Sanren took turns controlling the blast shuttle, flying day and night for two consecutive days, and finally arrived deep in the mountains.  This mountain range is the center of the Demon Burial Mountain, and the large dark valley not far ahead is the Chaos Demon Valley.

    The disciples of Qingfeng Hall stood on the Wind Shuttle and saw from a distance that no less than two to three hundred people had gathered on the hilltop below.  At this time, there were only a few days before the trial in Chaos Demon Valley. Many immortal sects had arrived earlier than Qingfeng Palace, and the earliest ones had already stayed here for five or six days.

    However, only one of the seven immortal sects came, which was the Demon Suppressing Hall closest to Chaotic Demon Valley.  The Temple of Demon Suppression and the Mountain of Buried Demons are both located in the same mountain range, and the distance between the two places is not very far. The reason why the Temple of Demon Suppression took this name at the beginning was also taken from its meaning of suppressing demons.

    Almost all of the Seven Great Immortal Gates are located in the Zhongzhou territory of the Kyushu Continent, not very far from the Buried Demon Mountain, but those small and medium-sized immortal gates are different. In order to avoid the influence of the Seven Great Immortal Gates, some specially set up sects in other  Some states are far away from the Demonic Burial Mountain, tens of thousands of miles away. In order to avoid accidents on the road, they set off earlier, so of course they arrived very early.

    Elder Wusi looked for the direction and controlled the blast shuttle to land on the mountain. The other monks had already noticed the blast shuttle in Qingfeng Palace, and they all came up to Elder Wusi.

    First there was a big bearded man with leopard head, ring eyes, bare feet, and open chest. His body was muscular like knives and axes, and his messy hair was draped behind him. He looked like a savage in the mountains.  However, this person's momentum seemed to be higher than Elder Wusi's.

    Behind the big bearded man, there are dozens of monks, some of them are Jindan cultivators, but they are much weaker than the big bearded man and Elder Wusi in terms of momentum, and the rest are all late-stage foundation establishment monks.

    No need to be introduced by others, Qingyang can tell based on his own observations that the bearded man in front should be the Golden Core Elder of the Temple of Demon Suppression, and the Golden Core monks behind him are the heads of several medium-sized immortal sects.  Basic cultivators are the leaders of other immortal sects.

    In the entire Kyushu Continent, apart from the Seven Great Immortal Gates, there are nearly twenty medium-sized Immortal Gates, some of which are led by the head of the sect himself, and some of which are led by the elders of the later stage of foundation establishment.  MediumCompared with the seven great immortal sects, the Yan sect is far behind, even if it is the leader of the sect who is also a Jindan cultivator, it is not as good as the bearded man and the elder Wusi in low positions, unless the cultivation level is much higher than the two.

    As for the small fairy sects, there are forty or fifty in number, and the highest cultivation level among their sects is the late foundation establishment stage, and almost all of them are led by the head of the sect, but the number of them participating is also small, and there may be as many as five or six.  One, the worst even only two disciples participated.

    Seeing the Blast Shuttle falling, the bearded man said: "Old man Wusi, the second of the Seven Great Immortal Sects has finally come. I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

    Elder Wusi laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha Fellow Daoist Manlin, it is indeed beneficial to be close. Every year, your Town Demon Palace comes first. Isn't this simply taking advantage of the geographical advantage?"

    Hearing Elder Wusi's words, Man Lin said angrily: "There is a fart advantage. The trial of Chaos Demon Valley relies on the background of the sect and the hard work of the disciples. Old man Wusi, do you mean that you can't afford to lose?"

    Although the number of magic-seeking orders each time in the Demon-Suppressing Palace is not ranked first, it is still much more than that in the Qingfeng Palace, with an average of about 90. It is not generally ranked second or third among the seven immortal gates.  How could it not make Elder Wusi not jealous?  But that's all they talk about, just bickering, and there will be no disputes over such a trivial matter.

    At this time, several other Golden Core cultivators also gathered together. Those who knew each other, let¡¯s talk a few words to reminisce about the old days.  As for the foundation-building monks behind, they can only watch from the sidelines, they are not qualified to interrupt casually.

    Standing there chatting for a while, the Elder Man Lin of the Town Demon Palace still had more thoughts, and said: "Old Man Wusi, we haven't seen each other for a long time, I have a lot of materials that I don't need, and some urgently needed things.  How about we find a place to exchange?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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