Pagoda Immortality

Yi Jue has a disciple, Sun Ma Han, who possesses the rare Five Spiritual Roots and has the peak cultivation level of a Golden Immortal.

But unfortunately, during a secret operation hundreds of years ago, an accident occurred.

Hua Gu Mountain once said that if the murderer is caught, no matter who he is, he will be cut into pieces.

But unfortunately, hundreds of years have passed, and Huagu Mountain still has not been able to find out the cause of Ma Han's death.

This matter was not only aroused in the bone transformation world, but also spread in other circles.

After all, Ma Han's identity is not trivial. He is the disciple of Yi Jue, the ancestor of Huagu Mountain.

Moreover, Ma Han was the 33rd on the gold list last time, and is expected to enter the top 20 this time.

Hearing Jiulianshan Ouyang Bing's ridicule, everyone looked in the direction of the two of them.

Jiulian Mountain and Huagu Mountain cannot be dealt with at all.

Moreover, they belong to two opposing camps, and there is constant friction between them. This is something that everyone knows very well.

However, Yi Jue was not angry. He just looked at Ouyang Bing lightly and closed his eyes again.

Although Yi Jue was unmoved.

But Ouyang Bing didn't intend to let Yi Jue go just like that.

Seeing this, he rolled his eyes slightly and said in a strange tone: "Speaking of which, my disciple Luo Hai is also quite good. He ranked twenty-fifth on the last gold list, and this time he enters the top ten. That is a sure thing.

You may not know that he has always wanted to avenge Ma Han's sword. Unfortunately, your disciple Ma Han died. I heard that his death was particularly miserable! Sigh...my disciple wants to take revenge but can't find anyone. Do you think it's irritating or not..."

Ha ha ha ha! Hearing this, Li Jingshan of Xuantian Palace burst out laughing.

"Fellow Taoist Ouyang, please be gentle with your words, but don't make Taoist Yi Jue angry!"

"Yes, Ma Han is dead. There is really no need to expose people like this. After all, it costs a lot to cultivate such a genius. Now it's all wasted. It's uncomfortable to think about it. Fellow Taoist Ouyang It's better to say less..." Mo He, the King of the Realm, heard the words and agreed with a smile.

It seemed like he was trying to persuade Ouyang Bing, but everyone could tell that Mo He was clearly rubbing salt into Yi Jue's wounds.

Ouyang Bing laughed loudly when he heard this: "Fellow Taoist Jingshan, what Taoist Mohe said is absolutely true! I don't hesitate to say what I say, Taoist Yi, please don't take it to your heart..."

Yi Jue's eyes suddenly narrowed, "Ouyang Bing, do you want to practice with me here?"

"Hey! Brother Yi, don't be angry. These people have no other skills and only talk."

At this time, Guan Zhaoyun, the Patriarch of the Temple of Time, suddenly opened his mouth and took over the words: "Didn't Fellow Daoist Ouyang say that your disciple Luo Hai could make it into the top ten? How about we make a bet...?"

Ouyang Bing sneered: "What kind of bet do you want to make, fellow Taoist Guan?"

Guan Zhaoyun chuckled: "If you don't want to bet on anything else, just bet that your disciple won't make it into the top ten. How dare you bet?"

Ouyang Bing frowned and stared at Guan Zhaoyun with a critical look on his face, "Are you so confident?"

Guan Zhaoyun said: "Don't worry about whether I have confidence or not, I just ask you if you dare to gamble. If you don't dare to gamble, just shut up as soon as possible to avoid making people laugh!"

Ouyang Bing smiled coldly when he heard this, "Guan Zhaoyun, you are too self-righteous. Since you want to gamble, I will help you, just make a way out!"

"Brother Guan..." Yi Jue frowned upon seeing this.

"It's okay. Everyone is bored sitting here anyway, so let's just add a little fun to everyone." Guan Zhaoyun waved his hand.

Immediately, Guan Zhaoyun and Ouyang Bing had a verbal exchange, and finally decided on two middle-grade Daoyuan with ordinary attributes as their bet.

Middle-grade Daoyuan is of no use to Immortal Emperors like them.

However, it is a rare treasure to use for those immortal-level juniors.

Therefore, the stakes are quite high.

For the sake of fairness, in the end, all the chips were given to the ancestor Ji Ming who had never spoken.

The Wuliangshan camp is neutral, and the only one present is Master Ji Ming, who is most suitable as a middleman.

Ouyang Bing was full of confidence in his disciple. After handing over the bet, he sneered:

"Fellow Daoist Guan, I don't know where your confidence comes from, but I might as well tell you that there is absolutely no possibility of you taking back these two middle-grade Dao Sources this time!"

In fact, Guan Zhaoyun was not sure of victory. He did this just because he did not want Yi Jue to fall into the dilemma of being besieged by the three factions and deliberately helped Yi Jue to rescue him.

Because he also heard about Luo Hai.

It is said that in the past few years.

In the new round of sect competition in Jiulian Mountain, Luo Hai achieved second place on the Golden Immortal Ranking. Moreover, after fighting for several days with the first place player, he only lost the game by just one move, which shows his high fighting power.

However, despite this, Guan Zhaoyun was not to be outdone.

Hearing this, he sneered: "Fellow Taoist Ouyang, please don't be overconfident. There are endless talents in the world. Even if there is no saint son or saintess this time, your disciple may not be able to get a good deal!"

Ouyang Bing said with a smile: "You are a tough talker. I am happy to watch you cry and look sad."

"But speaking of which, I still want to be grateful to you. My disciple just needed the source of gold, so you obediently delivered it to him. You are just like a boy who gives money!"

Guan Zhaoyun said: "To each other, my disciple also needs the fire element source..."

The two had another verbal dispute.

Then Ouyang Bing stopped stirring up trouble and walked to the other side again to sit down quietly.

Guan Zhaoyun sat down next to Yi Jue.

"Brother Guan, you know you're going to lose, why bother betting with him, and bet so much." Yi Jue frowned and transmitted his voice.

"Hey! The other side has more people and more power. I can't just watch you get besieged. You heard it too. If you bet too little, that old man won't look down on you at all..." Guan Zhaoyun shook his head.

Yi Jue suddenly realized and said with emotion: "So that's the case. Thank you very much, Brother Guan. I still have two medium-grade Dao sources here. I will compensate you when the time comes."

"Hey... Brother Yi, what are you talking about? With our relationship, two medium-grade Dao sources are nothing. Don't mention this matter again..." Guan Zhaoyun said righteously.

...

Waiting area No. 31.

It has been a whole year since the first round of eliminations, but the transmission channel below still has no reaction.

The more than 20 people who stayed in the waiting area have all entered the state of cultivation at this moment.

"It's coming out!"

At this moment, Liu Qingxuan's voice suddenly rang in Lu Li's ears.

Lu Li opened his eyes upon hearing this, and indeed saw that the black vortex below began to rotate.

The vortex was spinning faster and faster.

Suddenly, with a swish, a ball of golden light flew out from it.

The ball of light flashed out and landed on the square, revealing an old man in yellow robes in his fifties or sixties.

The old man in yellow robes had just stood still when another burst of light flashed in the vortex.

Then, one after another, figures flew out from inside, men and women, old and young, but looking around, almost all of them were peak Golden Immortals.

However, soon, the rotating transmission vortex suddenly stopped, and no one flew out from it anymore.

"Why are there only more than 60 people? Where are the others?" Lu Li looked at the square below in surprise.

He found that there were only 65 people below, and you know, there were nearly 30,000 people when they went in.

"The others were sent out directly, and only those who were promoted would come out here." Liu Qingxuan explained.

As he said this, he was secretly disappointed, "But this number is indeed a little less, more than ten people less than the previous session. It seems that our Tai'a Immortal Realm is really lonely..."

More than 30,000 people, only 65 people successfully advanced?

Hearing this, Lu Li couldn't help but frowned, thinking that this elimination round was really cruel...