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- "Brother Zhuo, is there any danger in this Sumeru Mountain?"
Zhuo Junhui, who was feeling bored about singing a one-man show by himself, immediately started talking when Fang Ling asked. He smiled and said: "How can there be no danger? I heard that there are 108 people participating every time, and in the end, Only fifty or sixty came out."
Could it be that Mount Sumeru also has various prohibited dangers?
Thinking of those prohibitions, Fang Ling's eyes glowed with joy. Although he has confidence in himself, he also thinks that he is not necessarily weaker than others.
But with so many people competing, if you can cheat a little, it¡¯s better to cheat a little.
But immediately, Zhuo Junhui's words broke the thought in his heart: "Those who died were all killed by others in order to compete for a good position in enlightenment."
"So, Brother Jing Xuanzi, it's better for us to find an ordinary position and make a fortune in silence. Let them fight for the top positions!"
They were all killed. Doesn¡¯t that mean that there are no dangers such as space cracks in the Great Sumeru Mountain?
"But if you don't have one, what's the use of my tour map of Mount Sumeru?"
Fang Ling, who felt a little disappointed, also felt a little sad. Immediately sensing his discomfort, he cut off this emotion in his heart with a flash of his mind.
Fang Ling, who felt that he had a lot of ideas in his mind, was just about to make a joke with Zhuo Junhui when he suddenly felt the ground they were standing on suddenly trembled, and a huge force followed the exposure of Mount Sumeru. Sweeping out in all directions.
Even Fang Ling couldn't help but take a dozen steps back under the sudden force. Immediately afterwards. I heard someone shouting loudly: "The Great Sumeru Mountain has been born! The Great Sumeru Mountain has been born!"
The sacred mountain is thousands of feet long and shrouded in golden light, just like another world.
On this sacred mountain shrouded in golden light, the most surprising thing is the two ends of the sacred mountain. On the top of the sacred mountain, a two-foot-tall Bodhi tree stands proudly on the top of the mountain.
The green leaves are like a cover, and there are looming green lights. It's like green dragons of different shapes, entrenched on the bodhi tree.
Someone once counted the number of these dragons and found that they were ninety-nine and eighty-one.
At this time, many people¡¯s eyes were on. They all stared closely at the not-so-tall Bodhi tree, with burning desire in their eyes.
?????????????????????????????????In addition to the Jindan Master who participated in this Great Sumeru Meeting, there are also some Nascent Soul Ancestors. Enlightenment under the bodhi tree. To them. There is also an irresistible temptation.
And at the bottom of Mount Sumeru, there is a void. In other words, this great Mount Sumeru is suspended in the void.
It can even be said that this great Mount Sumeru does not belong to this land at all. It only appeared in this void at this specific time.
¡°I don¡¯t know who is so lucky to reach the top of Mount Sumeru this time.¡± An old man who looked like an old man said with a hint of envy.
Beside the old man, there were twenty or thirty people in different clothes. They vary in size, but all have a hint of a monk who controls the four directions. They looked at the shining golden Mount Sumeru. Everyone showed regret.
These people are the Nascent Soul Ancestors who came from all directions to support our disciples.
With so many Nascent Soul Ancestors gathering together, it is a huge event in itself!
The patriarch of the Qianqing Sect who ordered Fang Ling to be killed was also standing in the crowd at this time. Originally, according to their identity as the organizer this time, he should have been able to deal with all the Nascent Soul Ancestors with ease.
But he couldn¡¯t express himself. These days, the ancestor of the Qianqing Sect named Chongjun could feel his lungs bursting with anger.
The five Jindan Masters took action, but they failed to kill Jing Xuanzi of Lanxuanmen, and they also made a big mistake.
The assassination of Huo Dongjie made it difficult for Huo Dongjie to climb to the top of the Great Sumeru Conference to realize enlightenment under the bodhi tree and help Tang Gengyun, a new talented disciple from the Qianqing Sect, eliminate his competitors.
Various rumors, coupled with Shaotianmen¡¯s insistence on this matter, made Patriarch Chongjun a little worried.
On the one hand, he hates Shaotianmen for taking advantage of the situation. He doesn't believe this kind of thing at all. Shaotianmen won't be able to see the trick in this. Although Tang Gengyun under their sect is extremely talented, their Qianqing sect has not thought about having to fight with Huo Dongjie. Fight.
Also, he hated Jingxu and others for being too incompetent. They clearly wanted to kill the thief of Lan Xuanmen, but they didn't expect to get to Shaking Tianmen in a daze. Not only did three people die, but they also caused a lot of trouble.
It¡¯s really a pileYou are a bitch who is more than capable of getting things done!
Of course, what Patriarch Chongjun hated the most at this time was the guy named Jing Xuanzi. Even if he thought about it with his feet, he knew that this time Jingxu and the others entered Shaotianmen to fight Huo Dongjie, it must be that kid who caused the trouble.
"I will not give up until I kill this thief!"
After the incident happened, Patriarch Chongjun sent many disciples to search for the whereabouts of Jing Xuanzi, but the boy had long since disappeared without a trace.
"You can hide from the first year of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth year of junior high school."
Just when Patriarch Chongjun was looking around, trying to find the little thief who was bound to come, he heard someone say: "Brother Chongjun, I heard that you are very ambitious this time to join the Qing Sect? "
Patriarch Chongjun turned around and saw that it was Tong Jiuhe from the Yuling Sect of Yupan Mountain who he didn't have much trouble with.
He then sneered and said: "My ambition to clean up the sect has nothing to do with your brother Tong Dao, right?"
"Why doesn't it matter! To be honest, I was originally planning to let my disciples compete with your Tang Gengyun, who is said to come out every five hundred years, for the top twenty Taoist caves of Mount Sumeru, but I didn't expect that Guimen has a far-sighted vision. "
"I actually put my target under the bodhi tree. I am really impressed by you. Didn't someone say that a sparrow knows the ambition of a swan? Only now do we understand that your family really has the ambition of the Nine Heavens. !¡±
The voice of Tong Jiuhe was originally loud, and he was deliberately loud at this time. For a time, countless eyes looked towards Patriarch Chongjun.
Some Nascent Soul Ancestors who knew the situation naturally lowered their heads and laughed to themselves, while some who didn't know asked people around them what the ambition of Honghu was.
As a result, Tong Jiuhe and other people who were at odds with Patriarch Chongjun vividly told others about the Qianqing Sect sending five disciples to sneak attack Huo Dongjie.
This made Patriarch Chongjun want to twist off these people¡¯s heads and seal their mouths. Unfortunately, even if he wanted to twist off these people¡¯s heads, he had to ask if they agreed.
"Brother Chongjun, I have to wait for your explanation!" The faint voice, with a look down on the majesty, was spoken by Jin Wenzhang, the elder of Shantianmen.
His words gave Patriarch Chongjun the urge to vomit blood. This Jin Wenzhang looks gentle and gentle, but in fact he is very domineering, and Jingxu and others have not been released yet.
This made him lose face in front of his disciples.
Just as the two of them were talking, they saw a man wearing a blue robe flying towards him from a distance. He knelt down in the tunnel respectfully and said, "I would like to inform you, ancestors, that it is now confirmed that Mount Sumeru has been fully born. Please ask all ancestors." Please tell me, can we start the Great Sumeru Meeting?"
After all the Nascent Soul Ancestors looked at each other, the man standing in the middle said calmly: "Let's get started."
This man¡¯s words made Patriarch Chongjun even more depressed. Ordinarily, he, the organizer of the conference, should do this to show off their dignity. After all, it can be regarded as a reward for their busy work these days.
But the identity of the person speaking is really a bit too high.
It is so high that Patriarch Chongjun has no intention of competing for it!
Although the cultivation level of the leader of Tianxiayuan is not much different from his, his position has firmly suppressed him.
No, it should be said that even if the great elder of their Qianqing sect, who had just reached the late stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, was here, it would be difficult for him to compete with others.
Usually, the identity of a monk is based on his cultivation.
But in general, it depends on who is being discussed!
The head of the Tianxiayuan is the nominal head of the Taoist Sect of the world. Although no one has mentioned this name for thousands of years, the respect that it deserves must still be given.
Regarding this gentle-faced head of the courtyard, Patriarch Chongjun is full of complaints. You said you are not staying in the Tianxia Courtyard. Why are you here?
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The people who came to the lower court this time were all ordinary elders. Why is it so bad this time when we encounter our Qianqing sect?
"According to the decree of our ancestors, the Great Sumeru Meeting begins now. All Jindan Masters are invited to enter the formation with the Great Sumeru Order."
The sound was full of energy and resounded like thunder in the void. Along with this sound, dozens of golden elixir masters wearing golden robes were seen flying up at the same time. Everyone raised their hands to sacrifice a jade talisman the size of a fist. in the air.
"Sacrifice!"
The dazzling white light reflects the golden light of Mount Sumeru, giving people a feeling of golden light!
A white jade platform with a width of a hundred feet and a length of thousands of feet appeared in the void. On this huge jade platform?, one hundred and eight black coiled dragon cloud pillars of different heights stand proudly on the jade platform.
"This is so fucking rich. If I rob these one hundred and eight Coiling Dragon Cloud Pillars made of obsidian, I won't have to worry about fairy stones in the future."
Zhuo Junhui, who was standing next to Fang Ling, was drooling greedily and said softly to Fang Ling beside him.
There were many strange looks around them looking at the two of them. Zhuo Junhui seemed to be familiar with this kind of gaze, so he acted very calmly and calmly, but Fang Ling's face was really not that dark.
So he really wanted to tell those people thathe didn't know this person.
It¡¯s just that he can only think about this beautiful thought in his heart. Zhuo Junhui said loudly: "Brother Jing Xuanzi, this is the most critical moment. Have you seen the one hundred and eight coiled dragon cloud pillars?"
Fang Ling nodded and said: "These cloud pillars are different in height, so they should be particular about it." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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