Immortal Road

~Date:~September 13~

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"The battle of magic officially begins!" Hu Yinfeng shouted softly, and the sound was heard several miles away. Even the monks in the corner could hear it clearly.

"Cast the rain-dropping spell!" Hu Yinfeng shouted softly, and eight Jindan late-stage monks injected a spiritual power into the tree at the same time.

In an instant, green light shone on the tree.

The huge leaves were like drops of green.

"Fall!" Hu Yinfeng shouted again.

Crystal dew condensed on the leaves of the big tree.

A strange fragrance came. At the same time, a piece of sweet rain fell from the sky.

All the monks were bathed in this sweet rain.

Everyone closed their eyes and enjoyed the sweet rain given by the tree.

The dew fell and turned into weak spiritual power, which directly entered the monks' bodies through their skin and breathing.

Ishikawa closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness immersed in it, and even immediately entered into a kind of enlightenment. This enlightenment was extremely short, but very precious.

When Ishikawa opened his eyes, he showed a look of horror in his eyes.

Ishikawa did not expect that he could get such a benefit at the beginning of this fighting meeting.

And it is obvious that the place where Ishikawa is located has a lot of sweet rain, while the foundation-building monks in the periphery have very little. However, this little sweet rain also makes many foundation-building monks very satisfied.

They don't want to be like Ishikawa, who has a Qingming tea tree and can make a pot of tea casually, so that he can have a clear consciousness and comprehend the Tao.

This kind of sweet rain may be a rare opportunity for enlightenment in their lives.

Many monks who entered a short enlightenment showed joy on their faces.

And those monks who did not have enlightenment were also very happy. Obviously, they also got great benefits from the sweet rain just now.

After the sweet rain fell, no one made a sound or moved.

All the people were still immersed in the understanding just now, hoping to take this opportunity to understand more.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" There was a cultivator in the group who kept pushing forward, his face flushed and angry.

This cultivator was Wu Yuanhao. After hearing the start of the battle, he immediately rushed back, but the group was extremely dense. It was impossible to pass through such a dense group in a short time.

And he was only in the false elixir stage, and was restricted by the restrictions in the battle, so he could not fly on the sword.

In this way, Wu Yuanhao missed an opportunity to understand.

This opportunity, which only comes once a year, is really precious, especially for Wu Yuanhao.

It would be fine if he lost this opportunity, but even the female cultivator didn't say a word, which made Wu Yuanhao even more angry.

After the rain, he hurried back now, which didn't make much sense, but at this moment he was extremely annoyed, pushing these cultivators just to vent.

Although these cultivators were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say much.

Since Wu Yuanhao entered the Qi training stage, he has been domineering in Huaji City. Almost everyone knows it, and no one dares to offend him. Most of the Jindan stage cultivators will indulge him a little for the sake of the Wu family's ancestor.

As a result, Wu Yuanhao's bad reputation spread widely in Huaji City.

It's just that in recent years, Wu Yuanhao has been busy with Dan formation and rarely goes out. But the foundation-building cultivators still have a deep impression of him.

The red arena slowly descended, and Hu Yinfeng was about to speak.

Wu Yuanhao squeezed out from the crowd.

Hu Yinfeng was also a little surprised when he saw Wu Yuanhao. He then noticed that Hu Yinfeng did not appear among the group of foundation-building disciples.

But there is nothing we can do about it. The rain falls at a certain time. If we delay the time, we can only wait until next year.

Hu Yinfeng signaled Wu Yuanhao to go back quickly, and then continued: "At the fighting meeting, you can fight each other and exchange Taoism, but it can only be held on the stage. If it is a private fight, it will definitely be punished by death... In addition, all the nephews in the foundation-building stage can ask the seniors in the golden elixir stage for advice, and the fellow Taoists in the golden elixir stage can only enter the battle for the Huaji Cave after answering ten questions about cultivation... "

After listening, Ishikawa also nodded. This move is very good. Not only can it give the foundation-building stage cultivators the opportunity to communicate with the golden elixir stage cultivators, but it can also buy the hearts of the foundation-building stage cultivators.

No wonder so many foundation-building stage cultivators are willing to spend a lot of money to buy admission tickets.

Moreover, this move also makes the Huaji Sect stronger to a certain extent.

It is just a sect, and it is so. Looking at the entire Jingyao Kingdom, the strength is even stronger.

Shichuan sighed lightly. The fact that Jingyao Country could become the only Xuan-level cultivation country in Fengwu Continent had a lot to do with these.

Like in other cultivation countries, most cultivators cherish their own knowledge. Not to mention fellow cultivators, even their own disciples may not be able to teach their own Taoism without reservation.

"During the battle, fellow Taoists must not... " Hu Yinfeng was still talking about some details that needed attention.

At this time, a very harsh voice came: "I want to fight with this person!"

This voice was from Wu Yuanhao. He returned to the seat of the foundation-building disciples and found that Shichuan was among them.

Obviously, Shichuan accepted the shower of the rain just now.

This made Wu Yuanhao furious. He didn't get the rain, but Shichuan got it.

At this moment, anger filled Wu Yuanhao's brain. He had no time to think about why Ishikawa came here, nor did he think about whether the timing was right.

He just wanted to kill Ishikawa. Only in this way could he calm down his anger.

As the lord of a city, Hu Yinfeng was interrupted by someone, and he was naturally a little annoyed. However, Hu Yinfeng had been practicing for hundreds of years, so he still had some tolerance. And Hu Yinfeng would also give the ancestor of the Wu family some face.

After Hu Yinfeng glanced at Wu Yuanhao, he said coldly: "Sit down first, young friend Wu, and wait for the seniors in the Jindan stage to answer the questions of the young friends in the foundation building stage."

"According to the rules of the fighting conference, I don't need to wait for any waiting when I fight him. As long as I propose, no one can stop me!" Wu Yuanhao said directly.

If it were normal, Wu Yuanhao would still give Hu Yinfeng some face. But at this moment, he didn't care so much.

In more than two hundred years of doting, he didn't know how to write the word respect.

Hu Yinfeng showed anger. If the ancestor of the Wu family was not here, he would have to teach Wu Yuanhao a lesson. However, the ancestor of the Wu family was here, and this person was very protective of his shortcomings, which might lead to a fight between Hu Yinfeng and the ancestor of the Wu family.

And if these two people fought, the entire fighting conference might not be able to continue.

Hu Yinfeng took a deep breath and said in his heart: "If there were not so many Taoist friends here today, I would not bear this breath."

"Get out of here!" Wu Yuanhao pointed at Ishikawa and said.

Hu Yinfeng was shocked again. Wu Yuanhao pointed at Ishikawa, which Hu Yinfeng did not expect.

If it were not for the retreat of Emperor Wu, the ancestor of the Wu family would never have become the number one in Huaji City

If Hu Yinfeng had to choose one to offend from the two, he would rather offend the ancestor of the Wu family

The ancestor of the Wu family was very protective of his shortcomings, and his personality was eccentric, making enemies everywhere. Not to mention getting his guidance, there were not many words to say on weekdays.

The Emperor Wu is different. Although he is aloof, he is heroic. What he does is outstanding. Although he has many enemies, he is admired by many people.

Hu Yinfeng once remembered that more than 50 years ago, there were more than 1,000 cultivators in the foundation building stage and Qi training stage who knelt under the Huaji Mountains for three days and three nights, asking the Emperor Wu to accept them as disciples.

Although the Emperor Wu has not left the cave for nearly 30 years, his name is still well-known.

Just yesterday, Hu Yinfeng also received guidance from the Emperor Wu. Just a few words benefited Hu Yinfeng a lot.

As the only disciple of the Emperor Wu, Hu Yinfeng would never allow Shichuan to have any problems. Otherwise, he would not have the face to see the Emperor Wu.

But the rule of the fighting conference is that as long as you are in the fighting conference, you can challenge any cultivator with a higher cultivation level than him and you cannot refuse.

Shichuan and Wu Yuanhao are both cultivators in the false elixir stage, so it is completely in line with the rules.

"Friend Wu, please be patient!" Hu Yinfeng considered whether to reveal Ishikawa's identity and use the title of Martial Emperor to make Wu Yuanhao retreat.

But after a little thought, Hu Yinfeng also thought that this matter was a bit inappropriate.

"Friend Hu, since the duel has begun, let's follow the rules. When the two people fight, just be a little careful." The ancestor of the Wu family said in a low voice.

The other late Jindan cultivators also nodded in agreement. Just now, several people had already guessed who had a deeper Taoism between Ishikawa and Wu Yuanhao. At this moment, this battle just met everyone's wishes.

Hu Yinfeng sighed, came down from the arena, and sent a message to the ancestor of the Wu family: "This person is the disciple of the Martial Emperor."

The ancestor of the Wu family snorted coldly and did not answer.

If it was before, the ancestor of the Wu family would still be a little afraid of the Martial Emperor, but in the past thirty years, the Martial Emperor has not appeared, and he has not even participated in the duel.

And the ancestor of the Wu family has been sitting firmly in the first chair for thirty years, and at this moment, he has already forgotten the Martial Emperor.

"It's you! Come out and fight me!" Wu Yuanhao stood on the ring and shouted loudly.

The crowd looked in the direction of Wu Yuanhao's finger. A monk in a very simple green robe sat there silently, as if he didn't hear Wu Yuanhao's invitation.

"Ciyuan, why is he here..." Yu Cang saw Shichuan from afar and couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

He didn't see the shadow of Emperor Wu, but Shichuan appeared in the seat where only disciples of the aristocratic family could sit.

"Brother Shitou, is it you? Is it really you?" A female cultivator was in tears: "It's been more than ten years, do you still remember me? Are you here for me?"

The female cultivator wiped her eyes and retreated to the crowd.

"Today, if you don't dare to fight me, crawl under my crotch and imitate three dog barks, and I will let you go!" Wu Yuanhao laughed.

Just now, Shichuan's heart suddenly had a strange change, a warm feeling.

But Wu Yuanhao made this feeling disappear without a trace.

Ishikawa slowly raised his head and said coldly: "You are not worthy of fighting with me

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