Five Immortals Gate

Although the middle-aged scholar smiled and nodded at him, Li Yan did not think that this person was kind. There are many cultivators who are kind on the outside but vicious on the inside. Maybe they will make you feel worse than death the next moment, especially those with high cultivation. They often have strange personalities and are moody. This middle-aged scholar saw through his "hiding at night" with just one glance, which made Li Yan very afraid.

"Could it be that this middle-aged scholar also wants to enter the palace under the pond? Then we must stay away from this person. Where he appears, we must stay away from him. Don't offend him because of a small matter."

Although Li Yan thought so in his heart, he also had a worry. If the other party was also going for the red mother essence, what should he do?

The place where the red mother essence was generated, Master Xueye said, was a dangerous place in the palace. After they accidentally got it that time, there was a robbery, and dozens of people died at that time. ??

Although Master Xueye said that most of those who knew about this had died in the fight that day, there were still a few people who survived like him. These people kept the secret and waited for full preparation to explore it in the future, so whether the news spread or not was a matter of opinion.

Li Yan came here to find the Red Mother Essence. The absolute probability is slim. Master Xueye said that cultivators rarely enter that place. They just happened to be outside when a piece of Red Mother Essence was erupted. This opportunity is undoubtedly rare in a thousand years.

When Li Yan arrives at that place this time, he will have to wait for a long time. There may be no results for several days or even months. If it doesn't work for half a year, he will wait for a year. If there is still nothing after a year, he will have to find another way.

Whether to venture into the depths of the place where the Red Mother Essence erupted in the end, Li Yan is not sure now, and he can only adapt to the situation at that time.

While Li Yan was thinking, there was a small commotion around him. When Li Yan looked up again, he saw a figure suddenly rise into the air. As the figure rose into the air, except for the bookboy carrying a bamboo basket on his back, who looked up at the sky, the other monks stood up one after another, each of them alert and with a hint of fear.

Even Li Yan's spiritual power was slightly fluctuating, because the middle-aged scholar who had been leaning against the tree suddenly flew into the air, and no one knew what he was going to do.

There was no fluctuation in the aura of the middle-aged scholar. If someone hadn't been paying attention to him, no one would have noticed that he had flown into the air. The aura of the middle-aged scholar was not deliberately hidden at all, and it was just so invisible. If he wanted to kill everyone here, it would only take him a thought. No one here could react, and they would all return to the underworld.

While everyone except the bookboy was on guard, the figure in the air flashed again and disappeared, and no one knew where he went.

The middle-aged scholar's actions made the others confused. They didn't know whether this unfathomable monk had left or hidden. Li Yantong looked at the night sky where the middle-aged scholar disappeared, and his eyes flashed a few times. In his feeling, the oppressive feeling that had always existed before disappeared without a trace. He was also judging whether this unfathomable monk had really left. In the following time, even if the servant put down the bamboo basket and sat there with his back against the giant tree, no one dared to come forward, let alone shout and ask. Perhaps because of the uncertainty of the middle-aged scholar, everyone stopped talking and whispering, and sat cross-legged with their eyes closed to regulate their breathing. After several hours, no one came here again. In such a strange silence, Li Yan, who had his eyes closed, suddenly heard a few low voices saying, "The palace gate is about to open."

Li Yan opened his eyes and looked for the sound, but saw that the monks by the lake began to stand up one after another. Several people were looking at the lake and began to discuss in a low voice. At this time, the lake surface, which was originally as bright as a mirror, seemed to have a golden light hazily appearing under the water in the center, and it became clearer and clearer, as if something was slowly floating up from the bottom of the lake.

Li Yan also stood up slowly and looked at the large yellow light in the center of the lake under the night sky, like a piece of light breaking the darkness. He looked up at the night sky and judged that it was still half an incense stick of time before the morning, which was the same as the record on the jade slip. So the yellow light under the lake at this moment was the rising palace gate. This process took about half a quarter of an hour.

The discussion around them gradually became louder and louder. Except for the five-member team led by two foundation-building cultivators, the remaining twelve people except Li Yan began to look at each other, but their eyes finally fell on the direction of the servant, where the servant had already carried the bamboo basket again and was looking at the lake with excitement.

Li Yan looked at the scene in front of him, and he was still depressed. Next, before the palace gate was completely exposed to the lake, he had to decide the twelve people who would enter today.

Long before, he had seen the distribution of cultivators here. After the middle-aged Confucian scholar left, there were a total of eighteen people including him. The weakest here were himself and the servant, both of whom were alone in the middle stage of foundation building. Then there was the five-member group led by two late foundation building cultivators.

If nothing unexpected happened, when the servant was about to enter today, no one should dare to stop him, because no one knew whether the middle-aged Confucian scholar was nearby, and it was even possible that the middle-aged Confucian scholar would return by then.

Then the servant took up a place. Among all the remaining people, the two cultivators in the false elixir realm were the most advanced cultivators here, so of course no one would compete with them.

Except for Li Yan, the rest of the team is basically a team with late-stage foundation-building and Dzogchen monks. Of course, there are also early-stage and mid-stage foundation-building monks in their team, but the overall combat strength is definitely determined by the strongest monks.

Calculated in this way, by coincidence, among the eighteen people, the five-person group led by two late-stage foundation-building monks and Li Yan were excluded from the twelve places.

Now it seems that the five-person team knew that today's competition was hopeless, so they simply gave up their plan to enter today, but Li Yan had to enter today.

Of course, Li Yan wouldn't waste time here for any reason. It would be fine if he hadn't arrived at Red Maple Pond. It would be useless to think about it at that time. Now that he is here, if he enters so late, there will be more variables in getting the Red Mother Essence. Of course, The sooner he enters, the better. In this way, he has to grab a spot.

Depressed in his heart, there was no emotion on Li Yan's face. Since he had caught up with the crowd, no one could stop him today. He had to enter even if he exposed his strength. However, Li Yan did not go there first, and he also Don't rush.

While everyone was talking, the yellow light under the lake became brighter and brighter, and a shining golden object had an outline, as if the top of a door frame was reflected on the bottom of the lake.

At this moment, a figure shot towards the center of the lake. When everyone stared at it, the figure was already standing above the lake. It was the fake alchemy monk who had been standing by the lake, staring at the water and meditating.

This man is about fifty years old. He is an old man in gray clothes. His hair has turned gray and his face is like bronze. The vicissitudes of life have long been written on his face, but his back is still straight and straight.

"Since all the fellow Taoists are being humble, then Duan must be the first person to enter today. I wonder if all the fellow Taoists have any opinions?"

Just when the old man surnamed Duan started to speak, someone below already said, "It's Duan Weiran, the Heavy Lock and Hanging Heaven. This is not surprising. There are few people here who are his opponents. When no other monks come again, He has already entered the quota. ”

"That's of course. Although Fellow Daoist Duan is a casual cultivator, he has learned an ancient immortal art, and his skills are all-powerful. If he hadn't been aloof and arrogant, he had once..." Although those people spoke in very low voices, they did not deliberately avoid outsiders. Of course they were immortal cultivators, including Li Yan, who heard it clearly, but one person stopped talking at the end and stopped talking.

Li Yan has already noticed this person. Who knows that this person is one of the few fake elixir monks here, and this person's spiritual power is condensed and thick, which is one or two better than the other fake elixir. At first glance, it seems that he has been immersed in the realm of fake elixirs for many years.

Duan Weiran obviously heard the discussion below, but he still had no expression on his face.

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He stood quietly in the air, but he sighed in his heart. If it hadn't been for an accident in his early years, he might have had hope of entering the Golden Elixir. After all, he had acquired an ancient inheritance of immortal cultivation.

Now that the deadline has come, he has entered the palace under the Red Maple Pond. He wants to go to a place where he can squeeze out his last potential and become a golden elixir. Then he will stay there forever.

But he also knows that although the palace under the Red Maple Pond is isolated from the world, the power of the laws inside will not diminish at all. Even if he squeezes out the last potential, whether he can withstand the disaster is another matter.

He is a casual cultivator. Whether it is cultivating resources or hiring people to protect the law, the price is quite high. He cannot produce so many spiritual stones.

Immortal cultivators have the sorrow of cultivating immortals. Cats, dogs, and cats. No matter who they are, they will have their own friends. Duan Weiran has never thought of asking his friends to protect him for free, but his only friend has been transferred away by the Pure Land Sect.

The old friend left in a hurry. When he left, he just vaguely said that he would be gone for a few years, and did not reveal any useful information. With Duan Weiran's sophistication, he naturally guessed the meaning of what his old friend didn't say.

He could guess that his old friend was going out to perform some secret mission of the Pure Land Sect. This mission should be a disaster, but with his old friend's golden elixir stage, he was unable to judge his final result.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Duan is naturally qualified. In fact, there is not much difference between entering the Red Maple Pond one day earlier or one day later. However, Sun will just enter today. After all, the sect has many things to do, so it is better to enter early. Some go back.”

Just as the discussion below started, another figure rose into the sky, and then stood about ten feet opposite Duan Weiran.

Duan Weiran raised his head and looked at the person. He was lean, with a long face and a bluish complexion. He had a high eagle nose and was dressed in black robes. He looked like an eagle. It was like this. Another fake elixir monk.

When Duan Weiran saw this, he raised his hands and cupped them without saying anything. The two of them had met at the lakeside before, so it was expected that he would come over.

After the monk surnamed Sun went up, no one was talking about it for a while, but Li Yan saw fear in the eyes of many people.

"In addition to his advanced cultivation, this person must be an evil person. Obviously many people here know him, but no one has spoken out again. I think they are afraid of this person's bad reputation, but they don't know where he comes from. Who sent it?" Li Yan thought in his mind.

For a moment, the entire Red Maple Pool became quiet. The yellow light on the lake became brighter and brighter. The top of a door frame gradually emerged from the water. In the silence, there was only the sound of the door frame breaking through the water.

At this moment, a chuckle fell into everyone's ears, and another person flew into the air.