I am a Corpse Collector in the World of Immortal Cultivation

"There are a lot more people than before." Chen Shen was wearing a green robe, hunched over, and his face was extremely vicissitudes.

As the fairy fate is about to be held, more and more monks are coming here.

Some find it extremely novel, while others look normal.

But most of these people are young people.

boom!

There are too many people, and they are all young and energetic young men. It is normal to have conflicts.

In the restaurant not far in front of Chen Shen, there was a fight, and the aura fluctuated violently.

He stood inconspicuously in the crowd and only knew it after listening to the accounts of several witnesses in front of him.

Yes, jealous for a beautiful fairy.

"Not as good-looking as my wife." Chen Shen said inwardly.

He saw a beautiful female cultivator walking down from the dilapidated restaurant. Her skin was white, but her complexion was not very good-looking.

Immediately afterwards, the city guards of Lingxi City hurried over to stop the escalating battle.

"Wang Tianjiao is here!" Someone shouted, and the melon-eating crowd walked in another direction.

Most of the young people who came were unknown, but there were also a few Tianjiao who became famous at a young age, such as this Wang Tianjiao.

Paying homage to Tianjiao is something that many monks like to do.

Who didn't want to be such a person when they were young, but after the spiritual root test, they gradually forgot.

But despite this, he couldn't hide his inner curiosity and wanted to have a glimpse.

"Flying like a dragon and walking like a tiger, what a young man." Someone exclaimed.

Gradually, more and more people watched Wang Tianjiao

"Fairy Zhu has come to Lingxi City, right at the gate of the city!" The excited voice came again, and the crowd dispersed in a rush, several times more active than before.

In just a few moments, Wang Tianjiao looked at the empty street, only a stooped old woman met his eyes.

The other party smiled, showing the few old yellow teeth left.

He trembled and turned his head quickly.

Chen Shen smiled, shook his head slightly, and walked back to the courtyard along the familiar street.

He was going to the Daoist League to list his cards today, so it was just passing by to watch this Wang Tianjiao in front of him.

Incidents like today will continue to happen in the next half month.

...

Half a month later.

The once-in-a-hundred-year Xianyuan Conference has officially opened.

The geniuses of the small sect and the Great Immortal Sect all hope to show their talents at this fairy fair and become famous.

The Xianyuan Conference is divided into the youth group and the realm group. For example, Zhujin Dan Yuanying competes with the realm, regardless of age.

Before the final conclusion, there are Da Neng and Huashen Patriarch preaching in the late Yuanying period, which can be called Xianyuan.

On the first day of opening, the two of Chen Shen went to watch it.

"The tickets are so expensive, a middle-grade spirit stone is still the top stand." Chen Shen complained in his heart.

Of course, there are also front rows in the infield, but the price is extremely expensive, and some need a high-grade spirit stone, which is simply scary.

"Look, that's my acquaintance." Mu Xiaojin slightly pointed to a ring below, and said via voice transmission.

Chen Shen looked over and saw her enemy.

"It looks good."

"What did you say?" Mu Xiaojin grabbed his waist.

"Look carefully, it is completely inferior to Madam."

"That's about the same."

The two got bored and crooked.

cough cough!

An uncle in his thirties next to him couldn't stand it anymore and said:

"Uncle, mother-in-law, it's not good in the public."

…

"Lin Xuan!" After Cangwu's destruction, the two saw the former genius again.

This one is still doing well, and now he has participated in the second Xianyuanhui.

But Cangwu's peer who competed with him was turned into ashes in the Nascent Soul catastrophe.

"Excellent, worthy of being a top genius, the fighting instinct is too strong."

"The one named Lin Xuan is very strong, with the cultivation of the middle stage of the real king as the late stage of the war."

As the discussions began, the discussions gradually started.

After watching the opening ceremony, Chen Shen and the two didn't watch the game every day, but went to the finals to enjoy the battle of geniuses again.

However, he heard halfway that Lin Xuan regretted not being able to reach the top 30 in the True Monarch Group.

After all, his cultivation base was too weak, and he fell behind.

After more than two months, finally came to the final.

Countless geniuses have been eliminated, and it is a pity that they stopped. Of course, those who reached the finals were famous and famous. They either won glory for the Zongmen family, or they practiced small sects casually, were favored by big shots, and went straight to the top.

"Actually, this Nascent Soul competition is a bit more special than previous years." Mu Xiaojin said via voice transmission.

Now Chen Shen is in charge of refining alchemy and tools, while she is in charge of outside, selling pills and spiritual weapons, or occasionally inquiring about news.

"oh?"

"The city lord of Lingxi City is not always held by a certain strong man, but people from the five supernatural forces of the hundred countries take turns.

The condition for taking the position is to get the first place in the Nascent Soul Theory, and the time is changed every fifty years, and this time it happens to be the fiftieth year. "

"Did you see the middle-aged man in white with gold trim on the field? That is the current city lord of Lingxi City, but after the finals, I don't know."

Mu Xiaojin said.

"The city lord is also participating?" Chen Shen was surprised, but soon relieved.

As far as the benefits of the Fairy Fate Conference are concerned, it can almost be described as daily progress.

Not to mention the industry in the city.

"And it's very interesting." Mu Xiaojin smiled mysteriously, with wrinkles all over his face, and then said via voice transmission: "This is the person of the Shangzong."

"What about the people of Shangzong?"

"This time the Nascent Soul Discussion, there are two favorites to win the championship, one is the Lord City Lord who won the first place fifty years ago, and the other, you should have heard about it during this time, the peerless genius, Jiang Xingyue .”

Jiang Xingyue, fifty years old, suspected to be the best spiritual root, the eighth level of Nascent Soul.

In fact, the first time Chen Shen heard about this great name, he wanted to go to the other party's sect to practice.

But after thinking about it, this person shouldn't die easily.

"The most important thing is that this unrivaled genius and Lin Xuan are both brothers and sisters. It is said that he is there when Cangwu is destroyed."

"So, there must be a battle between these two, and life and death may be divided?"

This kind of Nascent Soul powerhouse fights, no more than the Jindan Foundation Establishment Group, almost no one can intervene, unless the ancestor of Huashen ends.

"Of course, last time because Jiang Xingyue's master broke through to transform into a god, Shangzong swallowed this breath and was unwilling to start a battle easily, but Liang Zijie ended.

If there is a chance, the city lord should kill this man.

Of course, the latter is also a peerless figure, and it is not certain who will win in the end. "

Mu Xiaojin nodded slightly and smiled.

If possible, she hoped that Jiang Xingyue would be beaten to death by the city lord.

"This Nascent Soul Contest is actually a head-to-head confrontation between the five sects, and it is also a struggle for the interests of Lingxi City. It is estimated that all the supernatural forces will show their cards, but there is no need to be optimistic about these two people all the time. The other characters are not bad. " she said again.

"Finally it's the Nascent Soul Group's turn!"

At this time, the discussion became more and more boiling.

Not only Chen Shen and the two were chatting about Jiang Xingyue, but the rest of the people probably came for this unrivaled figure.

"Look, Jiang Xingyue is on the stage." Someone pointed to the stage, and a young Nascent Soul cultivator appeared on the stage.

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