Above the Immortal Cultivation

The purpose of the core disciples' exchange meeting held every thirty years by the Four Beast Sect is to gather ideas and exchange cultivation experiences between core disciples, so that each can gain something, feel something, and have a final competition, so as to find their own shortcomings and make up for their deficiencies.

The original intention of the exchange meeting was good. Everyone sat together, admired the moon and flowers, drank wine, talked about their views on cultivation, their feelings about cause and effect, and their understanding of the Three Thousand Great Daos... These played a considerable role in the development and growth of the sect when the Four Beast Sect was still weak.

Especially in the tens of thousands of years when the Four Beast Sect gradually became stronger, core genius disciples emerged in an endless stream, each with their own pursuits, and various thoughts were like a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending, gathering and blending together, blooming the top-level thoughts of the Four Beast Sect at that time, indirectly carving and polishing the four core heaven-level top-level skills of the two divine beasts and two fierce beasts, and constantly perfecting them, laying a solid foundation for the Four Beast Sect to compete in the northern border.

As the saying goes, everyone has their own preferences in clothes and hats, and the thousands of differences are all in their hearts.

At the beginning, when there were few people, everyone worked together for the same goal. When there were more people, the ideas were inevitably unified, becoming complicated and numerous, and everyone had their own little thoughts and calculations.

These little thoughts and calculations gathered into rivers, rivers, and seas, setting off huge waves, sweeping everyone in and unable to extricate themselves.

This is the general trend, and it cannot be changed by personal ability, a raging tide.

As the Four Beast Sect gradually became stronger, as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually became thinner, and the resources for cultivating immortals gradually became less, especially since the fourth 10,000th year when no one flew to the upper realm, the struggle for power between factions continued, and the exchange meeting gradually changed.

Since then, the exchange meeting for core disciples has become the best battlefield for competing for resources, flaunting themselves, and making a name for themselves.

The sect also allowed the exchange meeting that changed its taste. No one ascended to become a heavy iron mountain on everyone in this world. Only fighting can stimulate the fighting nature hidden deep in the blood and the strongest talent buried deep in the body.

As the existence with the highest level of talent in the sect, the collision and struggle of the core disciples' thoughts may inspire a gorgeous firework that illuminates the dark night sky.

The Four Beast Sect wants that firework. Although so many years have passed, the firework has never appeared, but only produced some insignificant ripples. However, they believe that as time goes by, as various natural treasures wither silently, the firework will eventually appear.

Because no one wants to be bound by this world and grow old, there will definitely be a brilliant appearance, breaking the shackles and blooming the firework that lights up the night sky and guides people forward.

Fu Lou has been absent for six consecutive sessions because it has no core disciples. The various resources that originally belonged to Fu Lou have been temporarily retained under the great elder's long sleeves and strong strength. However, people have a time when they are exhausted, let alone the time of knowing the destiny. However, Wang Lu's rise from the sky like a comet made him see the urgency and hope of reversing the decline.

He knew that the disciple who replaced "Qin Ming" would leave sooner or later, but even if he left, through this exchange meeting, with his amazing talent, within two or three hundred years, many people who wanted to use Fulou would be discouraged.

He wanted two or three hundred years. As long as Qian Zhenghuai broke through to the middle stage of Yuanying, high-level and low-level Fu would be no problem. At that time, Fulou would be as stable as Mount Tai again.

Wang Lu returned to Liuhu Cave in a daze. Thinking of Shi Xun, whose strength was unfathomable, he couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body. This person was too scary. He took off his disguise mask before he reached the late stage of Yuanying. This reminded him of Yin Qi of Yinluanxuan. These were the only two people who saw through him after he practiced "Deep Hiding".

However, the arrow had to be shot. After all the hardships to get to this point, he was determined to get the mutated earth fire molten flame.

He didn't pay too much attention to the exchange meeting in a month. He just needed to not be the first to do anything. Time was urgent and cultivation was paramount. He took out a Tianling Pill and swallowed it, then meditated and practiced.

A month passed quickly, and a message came. Wang Lu opened his eyes:

Come to Fuzhuan Square quickly.

At this time, at the exact time of Chen, the mountain breeze came gently with moisture, and the dark clouds in the east were stained with a circle of red. The light was about to pierce the clouds and spread freely.

Wang Lu looked at the red sun that was about to break in the east, exhaled lightly, and suddenly felt very proud:

Come on, I am like the red sun, breaking free from the shackles and hanging high in the sky.

The truth can no longer be hidden, and there is no more worry. Then use strength to reflect everything!

He used all his strength to perform his body skills. Before the afterimage disappeared, he was already four hundred feet away. Wang Lu was like a cheetah full of power, faintly emitting a cold and restrained violent aura, and galloping at high speed.

On the mountain top, on the white jade square with talismans, Shi Xun and the second elder You Yu stood in the wind.

Shi Xun had a rugged figure, like a hermit, free and easy with dignity; You Yu wore a snow skirt, light and graceful, like a fairy returning on the wind, soft and unattainable.

She stared deeply at Wang Lu's lightning-fast body movements, her mouth slightly open.

The speed of this core disciple was so fast that even she could not reach it, comparable to a seventh-level high-level demon bird.

Although she had many ways to crack it, this boy's body movement was extremely rare in the Jindan period, and could be used as a strong trump card to instantly reverse the situation, faster than some of the core true teachings of the sect.

This disciple was very unusual!

She looked at the calm and composed elder, and Shi Xun had a strange look on his face, looking at the approaching afterimage with infinite meaning.

Shi Xun was also shocked by Wang Lu's extreme speed in the Jindan period. A month ago, when this boy came to the hall, he had already shocked him enough.

He couldn't see his true face at all, and almost made him mistakenly believe that the "Qin Ming" at this time was the real Qin Ming.

If "Qin Ming" came to Fulou with the cultivation of the late Jindan period, even he would be completely deceived by the other party's superb magical power.

How could he not be shocked!

This was also the reason why he flashed with surprise in his eyes after seeing Wang Lu a month ago.

In less than three breaths, Wang Lu came in front of the two people, knelt on one knee and said: "Disciple Qin Ming, I pay my respects to the two elders."

"Well," Shi Xun nodded slightly and said, "Let's go."

As soon as the voice fell, he casually released a yellow sword-shaped flying treasure and stepped into the air. Youyu's eyes drifted to Wang Lu and followed closely. Seeing this, Wang Lu also jumped up.

The yellow sword was one zhang wide and two zhang long. A yellow light curtain emerged from the sword body, completely covering it.

"Go!"

Shi Xun quickly inserted four medium-grade wind spirit stones into the formation core. With a single finger, the sword body shook and disappeared in an instant.

So fast!

Wang Lu secretly exclaimed in his heart, faster than his green bird, the speed reached at least 700 zhang per breath.