Pagoda Immortality

In the center of Jiwei Island, 500 miles east of Jiwei City, there is a wide open space. This is the place where the three major families competed in previous years, called the Martial Arts Arena.

The Martial Arts Arena is dozens of miles in radius, surrounded by more than ten large and small mountains. Among them, three stands are built side by side on the highest mountain, which is the place where the three major families watch the battle.

Today is June 15th.

In the morning, a large group of people came to the stands with the flags of the Wu family, including men and women, old and young.

Among them, there was an old man in yellow robe and an old man in green robe as the leaders. The rest of the people were standing behind the two people. When everyone was talking in a low voice, 99% of the people had happy expressions on their faces.

Only a good-looking woman in green frowned, looking worried.

"Senior Lin, it will be up to you in a while." Wu Ling smiled and bowed to the old man in yellow robe next to him.

The old man in yellow robe glanced at the two stands in the distance and said calmly, "Friend Wu Dao, don't worry. Leave everything to me. Just don't forget our agreement."

"Of course."

......

In the middle of the three stands, the Xiang family stand.

"Senior He, how is it?" The old patriarch of the Xiang family withdrew his gaze from a distance and asked a middle-aged man in blue robe beside him.

The middle-aged man in blue robe frowned, "There is no problem with the Liang family, but the person sitting next to Wu Ling is a little hard to see through."

"Unclear?"

Hearing this, the old patriarch of Xiang immediately looked at the old man in yellow robe of the Wu family and said in surprise, "That person doesn't seem to have any fluctuations in cultivation. Wu Ling actually has an extremely respectful expression. Could it be... the Yuanying Patriarch?"

"Yuanying Patriarch? You dare to think about it. Even if you sell the Wu family, I'm afraid you can't ask the Yuanying Patriarch to take action. Besides, have you ever seen the Yuanying Patriarch intervene in such a small scene in your life?" The middle-aged man in blue robe sneered and said.

"That's true. What does the senior mean?"

"I think, either he has reached the late Jindan stage, or he has used some special means to hide his cultivation." The middle-aged man in the blue robe said with certainty.

"Late Jindan stage! Doesn't that mean..."

"Hmph! What are you afraid of? Although I am only in the early stage, as long as I catch him by surprise, I can fight even in the late stage."

"Yes, I worry too much..."

The old patriarch Xiang said so, but he frowned secretly. Because of this person, the Xiang family has almost always won the first place in the competition over the years. This has made them accustomed to being high above. If they lose this time, it will be a big blow to the morale of the Xiang family.

Fortunately, the Liang family does not seem to have won over Yang Dawei. In this way, even if they don't get the first place, they will not fall to the last.

"Father, the senior you mentioned... won't come?" On the right stand, Liang Qing looked at his father Liang Muhai, his face full of worry.

And the other people in the Liang family also sighed, and their morale was quite low.

This is not just a matter for the direct descendants of the Liang family. If the Liang family ranks last in the competition, they will have to tighten their belts for the next five years.

"Why are you in such a hurry? As the head of the family, how can you be so flustered? Isn't it still an hour or two before the competition?"

Liang Muhai scolded in a deep voice, and then looked at the people behind him: "And you, all of you who are dejected, cheer up, I tell you, as long as that senior comes, our Liang family will definitely take the first place this time, and you will definitely benefit."

Senior?

Everyone was secretly happy when they heard this. They thought that the Liang family had no helpers. Now it seems that there is still hope?

"Xiao Pi, do you know who that senior is? I heard that the old patriarch was going to sell your sister to that senior Yang. Did Yang Dawei agree?"

In the corner behind the stands, a young man who looked not much older than Liang Xiaopi asked in a low voice.

"What a bullshit senior, can Yang Dawei be called a senior?" Liang Xiaopi said unhappily.

"What is that?"

"Don't worry about it, you will see him later, but I suddenly want to give you some advice, do you want to listen?"

"You? Give me advice?"

"Of course, my sister often said this to me before, but I never took it seriously, but now I realize that she is right."

"What?"

"This sentence is 'If you have good thoughts, you will do good deeds, and if you have good thoughts and good deeds, God will bless you.' Hehe, you must remember it, maybe one day you will change your destiny because of this sentence..."

"......"

Eastern Jiwei Island, Liang Family Station.

"Grandpa Lu, are you okay? Time is running out."

Liang Xiaowei waited for a long time but did not see Lu Li come out, and stood outside the door and shouted anxiously.

After a while, Lu Li opened the door and said suspiciously: "Why are you in such a hurry? Isn't it still early?"

Lu Li was a little speechless about Liang Xiaowei's insistence on calling him "Grandpa", but he thought that he was already over 90 years old, and being her grandfather was not an advantage, so he didn't care.

"But it's a long way from here to the martial arts arena."

"Okay, let's go."

Lu Li glanced at the morning mist outside the house, shook his head, and walked out.

When he arrived at the door, Lu Li suddenly grabbed Liang Xiaowei's arm and gave her a shield, then flashed and rushed into the sky with Liang Xiaowei.

Looking at the blurry scenery under her feet, Liang Xiaowei was so happy, "Grandpa Lu, you are so amazing. If I could be as amazing as you, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."

"Haha, work hard. Four spiritual roots are not too bad. There will be a chance."

"......"

Near noon, a stream of light suddenly flew from the direction of Jiwei City and landed on a huge protruding stone pillar in front of the three stands.

The visitor was a gray-robed old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties. Seeing this, the three old family heads walked to the front of the stands and saluted the old man from a distance: "Greetings, Mr. Ji!"

Ji Xian was a casual cultivator who traveled between the major islands all year round. Because he was upright and had a good reputation, he witnessed many family competitions on the second-level islands.

Of course, he would not witness in vain. Regardless of the outcome, the families participating in the competition had to pay him some running fees.

However, with Ji Xian's late Jindan cultivation, this running fee was actually dispensable. He cared more about his popularity, because he could always get some unexpected news and opportunities because of these popularity.

Seeing this, Ji Xian smiled casually and waved his hand, "No need to be polite, three Taoist friends, can we start?"

Wuling and Xiang Lao Patriarch both said that they were ready.

Only Liang Muhai said anxiously, "Old Ji, our Liang family's people who are going to participate in the battle have not arrived yet, can we wait a little longer..."