Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The monks of the Yaogu Sect and the Nansheng Sect arrived at the north of Fengqiao Town at the same time. The tens of thousands of Fengqiao Town monks who were watching naturally turned their attention to the powerful Nansheng Sect.

Tang Xiong, the leader of Nansheng Sect, was dressed in a fiery red brocade robe, standing proudly on the shining golden flying magic weapon, looking down at the monks. As the most powerful person in the world of cultivating immortals in Maple Bridge Town, he had a majestic aura in his every move. .

Behind him, in addition to a group of foundation-building elders from the Nansheng Sect, there were also Nansheng Sanshao Shang Junyi and others. After that, there were nearly fifty elite disciples in the late stages of Qi training. Regardless of the number, , or the grade of equipment is obviously much higher than that of Yao Gu Sect, even the casual cultivators in Maple Bridge Town below feel ashamed and envious.

"Sect Master Tang, are you okay?" Zhao Yuanzhen, the leader of Yao Valley, twirled his beard and fisted from a distance.

Tang Xiong snorted coldly, his sharp gaze swept across the green jade fan flying magic weapon, and finally his consciousness was fixed on Ye Ling in the moon-white satin gown, suppressed by the spiritual pressure of a foundation-building powerhouse.

Ye Ling was shocked. It seemed that Tang Xiong, as the leader of a sect, was very vindictive. He hurriedly immersed most of his mind in the jade pendant of the Immortal Mansion. He was not afraid of Tang Xiong's spiritual pressure and still stood still, as if he was unaware of it. .

Sect Master Zhao was stunned for a moment before he realized that Tang Xiong's spiritual consciousness was different. He quickly released the aura of the seventh level of foundation building and stood in front of Ye Ling to resist his spiritual pressure. He also sent out a divine sound with great concern. Read: "How's it going? You're not hurt, are you?"

"No! The disciple is very good." Ye Ling said calmly, looking at the golden disk magic weapon flying from the south, with a chill in his eyes!

Tang Xiong, the leader of the Nansheng Sect, felt a shiver in his heart and had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face. After applying pressure to Ye Ling, he expected that he would suffer internal injuries, or at least that his energy and blood would surge and blood would spurt out from his mouth. Unexpectedly, Tang Xiong suddenly felt a sense of loss of consciousness, which made Tang Xiong puzzled.

Sect Leader Zhao also glared at Tang Xiong. Disciples from the two sects met at the qi training disciple competition in Fengqiao Town. Fortune was determined by fate, and life and death were determined by heaven. It was not his turn, the leader of a sect and a strong man at the ninth level of foundation building, to secretly A stumbling block, bullying a junior.

"Disciple, the inner curse on Shang Junyi and the others was probably forcibly lifted by Tang Xiong. You should be more careful!"

Sect Master Zhao said in a deep voice that he had also heard his direct disciple Zuo Boming report the situation in the Grand Canyon and knew that Ye Ling had severely ripped off Cao Zhen, Shang Junyi and others in the name of treatment. Now, in return, he used his spiritual consciousness to scan around the elite disciples of Nan Sheng Sect, and found this situation, with a worried look on his face.

"Yes, disciple understands." Ye Ling's expression was still Gujing Wubo, calm and indifferent, and could not see any joy or anger. At the same time, he also saw through Tang Xiong's character, protective of shortcomings, despicable, and desperate to save face. .

Because forcibly breaking the curse on others requires exhausting one's energy, which is extremely costly. It was extremely difficult for Tang Xiong to do this for the glory of their Nan Sheng Sect.

The monks from the two sects got off the flying magic weapons and came to the other eight arenas outside the main arena.

Each arena represents an immortal gate.

According to the practice of Qi training disciple competition in Maple Bridge Town, whether they are casual cultivators or family disciples, whoever wants to join the Immortal Sect will go to the arena to compete, and in the end, the strongest person will be determined. , go to the main arena to compete for the top five positions, and distribute the foundation-building pills, the ultimate reward of the competition.

The disciples of the five major sects in Fengqiao Town are different. They must go to a fixed arena to compete. This is also a commitment made by the sect to the immortal sect above, and it has the responsibility to provide outstanding talents to the immortal sect.

Therefore, the monks of the Yaogu Sect stood under the arena of the Tiandan Immortal Sect, while the monks of the Nansheng Sect arrived under the arena of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect.

Ye Ling's eyes were always paying attention to the strong men gathered near the Tiandan Immortal Sect's arena, and suddenly he spotted a graceful and graceful figure, which was particularly conspicuous surrounded by his servants.

Lu Xinmei also saw Ye Ling, and the two smiled at each other.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I don't dare to hope that I will compete with you for the first place in this competition, but when the time comes to compete for the last strong person outside each competition, please help me, Daoist Ye!"

Lu Xinmei blinked her big, watery eyes at Ye Ling, and conveyed her voice with a smile.

It turns out that in order to compete for the top five rankings in the main arena, ten people must be gathered together. In addition to the champions of the nine major arenas, there is still one vacant competition place. This place is for the strong ones other than the champions to compete.

As an alchemy cultivator, Lu Xinmei not only wanted to join the Heavenly Alchemy Immortal's Gate, but also thought that she was no match for her old friend Ye Ling, so she had to condescend to the second best and compete for the last vacant spot. Only then could she hope to compete in the final competition. Top five rankings.

Ye Ling nodded seriously, knowing what she was thinking: Lu Xinmei was determined not to compete with him for the title of Heavenly Pill Immortal Sect, but she wanted his help to remove obstacles along the way.

This was also a kind of deal, or a tacit understanding, between him and Lu Xinmei.

As for the junior brothers and sisters like Zuo Boming and Xie Xiang beside him, Ye Ling didn't have a close relationship with them, so he didn't have to give in to them when fighting for the championship. What's more, with their strength, they are not qualified to trade with Ye Ling. Even if they enter the main arena, they will not be able to grab the top five positions.

Not long after, Yun Cang Sect's Yun Tuan magic weapon and Fengchi Sect's female cultivator's lotus leaf magic weapon flew in one after another and stood under the arenas of Dixuanxian Gate and Youyuexian Gate respectively. .

The one who leads the Fengchi Sect's female cultivators is the second-generation disciple of the Youyue Immortal Sect in the foundation-building period, which makes people look at her with suspicion.

Xie Xiang still looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "The people competing for the Heavenly Pill Immortal Sect are mostly the drug stores and shopkeepers and clerks of the Chamber of Commerce in Nanchengfang City, Fengqiao Town, and there are many Low-cost casual cultivators come to join in the fun, but in fact, there are not many people who can actually fight in the ring! "

Zuo Boming nodded in agreement, looked at the sky, and said expectantly: "Hey, let's go to the ring to compete. The inner and outer disciples of our sect will also come to cheer, but they The teleportation formation from the Sect to Fengqiao Town will arrive later."

"Okay! We can't embarrass the sect, we have to compare the casual cultivators of Maple Bridge Town with the family cultivators!" Xie Xiang said proudly with her chest straightened out.

Ye Ling had no interest in the disciples of his sect coming to cheer for him. He continued to quietly spread his consciousness around the Tiandan Immortal Sect arena, looking for strong men worthy of attention.

"I wonder if the local ghost cultivators, demon cultivators and evil cultivators are interested in the Celestial Pill Immortal Sect? However, no monks from Rakshasa Valley have been found yet. They must all be interested in the Wood Puppet Immortal Sect or the Spirit Talisman Immortal. 'The door' went."

Ye Ling was thinking secretly in his heart, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw the figures of Meng Chang and Sun Erhu looking around in the crowd, and he immediately sent a spiritual message to them.

Meng and Sun quickly turned around, finally squeezing through the crowd, bowing to the senior brothers and sisters in their sect, and finally came to Ye Ling.