Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

"Wait for me?" Zhou Qing stood on the stage. The stone on the ground was bright and unstained by dust. His eyes were shining like glass, and he said, "You know I will come to Qingyu Terrace?"

Above Meng Zixia's top door, the true energy turned to frosty white, like cold air pushing in through the window, and everything was clear. He smiled and said: "I don't know, but I'm very happy that you, the Luochuan Zhou family, can come." ”

He was indeed smiling happily, with the corners of his mouth turning up, and there was a sense of joy that his prey had finally been caught.

"Fishing with a straight hook, whoever is willing will take the bait." Zhou Qing's face was neither sad nor happy, and his voice echoed around, with the sound of gold and stone, "Let's see if you can have the last laugh."

By now, Meng Zixia's plan has become clear.

If anyone within the Zhenyi Sect has the ambition to attack the true inheritance, they will come to Qingyu Terrace and appear on the stage to declare their existence.

The most common and orthodox way is not outstanding, but it is better because it is safe and sound.

But for people with big ambitions, it's a bit bland.

So he simply played a big game and announced with great fanfare that he was going to Qingyu Terrace to make his debut, and then attracted as many "careful people" as possible, defeated them, and let them become the "stepping stones" for his debut.

On the Qingyu stage, he defeated his opponent in a row and shone brightly. Such a stunning appearance was enough to attract the attention of the top management in the door.

Dare to do this, on the one hand, it can be seen that Meng Zixia's character is radical and bold, and dares to seek wealth and wealth in danger. On the other hand, Meng Zixia has full confidence in his own strength and fighting skills.

He is confident that few people can be his opponents in the Qi Refining Realm and below.

"Give it a try."

Zhou Qing stood on the spot, above the top door, the Dragon Transformation Qi kept pouring out, like beads running through the wall, forming a curtain. His eyes were full of light, staring at Meng Zixia.

Meng Zixia has his own wishful thinking, and he wants to get to the top. Who can have the last laugh depends on whose method is more powerful.

Zuoqiu Meng clan, clan area.

In a side hall, a three-foot-tall animal-faced cauldron is placed on the purple and green carved dragon treasure table. The smoke slowly emerges from the gap in the hollow furnace cover and reaches the scroll hanging on the wall above, and a kind of saying is lingering. Quiet and quiet.

Master Mengqi is sitting on the big nanmu chair. His face looks extremely young, but he has a pair of white eyebrows that go into the temples. They are thin and dense, like a pair of frost knives, giving people a sharp feeling.

At this time, a strange light emerged in front of him, curling up like a spring. The strands of light jumped three to five feet and spread out like a mirror, which just illuminated Meng Zixia and Meng Zixia who were facing each other on the Qingyu Platform. Zhou Qing seems to be right in front of him.

Master Meng Qi nodded and said to a middle-aged man next to him: "Zixia is not bad. He is a good son of our Meng family. As long as he can defeat Zhou Qing, he will definitely be trained when he returns to the clan."

The middle-aged man smiled and had expected this. The real person in front of him was a hard-line representative of the Zuoqiu Meng clan, and Zixia's behavior would definitely catch his eye.

After a while, a boy came forward with a jade slip placed on the tray. He came to Master Mengqi and whispered: "Master, Zhou Qing's information."

Master Meng Qi raised his hand and the jade slip was in his palm. With a sweep of his mind, he had read the contents of the jade slip and murmured: "Joining the sect with a true order will be valued by Zhou Chen."

Having said this, Master Mengqi threw the jade slip back to the tray again, making a crisp sound, and said: "If Zixia wins, he will definitely focus on training."

This sentence has the same meaning as what he just said, but as soon as you hear it, you can tell that the tone is more decisive and cannot be changed.

When middle-aged people hear the word Zhou Chen, they have a premonition. Now when they hear it, they are even more happy.

Unexpectedly, while Zixia was fishing with a hook, he actually caught a junior who was highly valued by Zhou Chen of the Luochuan Zhou family.

Master Meng Qi and Master Zhou Chen of the Luochuan Zhou clan have been competing with each other since they first entered the family. From inner disciples to true disciples, and then to both being promoted to masters, they have been in constant competition with each other.

Master Mengqi would be happy to see anything that could hit Zhou Chen.

"Zixia."

The middle-aged man stared at the strange mirror in the hall, with a smile on his brows. This was an unexpected surprise. Meng Zixia would definitely catch it. This time he would soar into the sky in the Zuoqiu Meng clan and catch up with others.

In Danyang Continent, the clan of the Zhou family in Luochuan, Zhou Chen, the real person, was also sitting on a cloud couch. There was a jewel hanging in the palace. It burst out with a pearly light and spread out like a fan, reflecting the confrontation on the Qingyu platform.

"Meng Zixia."

Zhou Chen waved the whisk lightly in his hand, and the remaining colors scattered like snow, spreading freely. He couldn't see through the restrictions on Qingyu Platform, but he vaguely judged that the disciples of the Zuoqiu Meng family above were indeed powerful.

Zhou Qing's choice is his own responsibility.

Whether it is good or bad is up to you.

At the same time, among the sects of Zhenyi Sect, there were also many middle and high-level sects who were attracted by the confrontation on Qingyu Platform, and they all turned their attention to it through magical powers or magic weapons.

On a small stone platform, the happy girl stood up, stepped on her feet, and looked at the big stone platform. In her eyes, at some point, in the sky above the big stone platform, from time to time, there were startling rainbows piercing the sky, swaying red clouds, and at the bottom, they collided with the clouds in the sky, forming circles of light wheels, each one of them. Colorful and brilliant.

In the light wheel, the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and earth are looming.

"It's so lively."

Seeing this scene, the Lezi girl became even more excited, and her face turned red.

There are restrictions set by the gate on Qingyu Platform, which have their own magical effects. Nowadays, visions are appearing frequently and Xuanyin is clear and clear. There is only one reason, and that is that there are many real people in the gate watching Qingyu Platform.

Their qi was diffused and collided with each other, and Qingyu Terrace was affected, forming such a strange phenomenon, covering the stone platform.

For a long time, the immortals in the sect did not pay attention to the appearance of the disciples on Qingyu Terrace so immediately.

In the past, most of the immortals in the sect checked it after the fact by flipping through the images sent from Qingyu Terrace.

Seeing it on the spot is different from seeing it after the fact.

On Qingyu Terrace, Meng Zixia glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and the qi around him turned into a frosty white at some point, like thunder after thunder, and the light flew everywhere. He was shocked in his heart, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He did not hesitate to take risks on Qingyu Terrace and fight a big one, but he did not just rush forward blindly, and had made a lot of preparations in advance.

So after seeing the changes in the qi on the stone platform, Meng Zixia knew that many immortals had already set their sights here, including some of the high-level people in the sect.

The opinions and views of these people are like thunder and rain for me now, and have an extraordinary impact.

"This is the last match, we must win beautifully."

Meng Zixia made up his mind, took a step forward, and the Qi in his body rushed up, and the sharp momentum came out of his body, like a knife or a sword, and rolled towards Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing stood in place, raised his Qi, and collided with it.

Boom,

The two of them did not give in to each other, and when they collided, the Qi in the surroundings was immediately attracted, thunder sounded out of thin air, and large pieces of clouds gathered over.