Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

There are heavy rocks on both sides of the canyon, which are cold and towering. At this time, there is no singing of birds or the sound of pines. Only the voices of two people echo around, giving a feeling of desolation. At this moment, He Sizong's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and looked outside.

At the same time, Gongye Huaifang also felt something, held up his skirt and turned around to look back.

At the entrance of the canyon, I don't know when, a new moon fell, crystal clear, clear and flawless, and cold colors continued to fall around it, like pear blossoms in the sky, and like clear frost.

An imposing young man stands in the center of the crescent moon with his hands behind his hands. He has slender eyebrows and long eyes, a handsome face, and his robes are fluttering in the wind. On the cloud above the door, the energy of Dansha rises, interacting with the air machine, forming a large splendid scene, outlining the splendor.

Soon after, the crescent moon flashed and came to the stone monument in the deep valley. Then it turned into clear light in the sky, like thousands of wings fluttering, and fell behind the handsome young man. He was bathed in the light and his eyes swept over He Sizong. He and Gongye Huaifang, their eyes flashed with silver light, and then they said: "Manager Zhu, I have met two fellow Taoists."

"He Sizong."

"Gong Ye Hua Fang."

The two of them also signed up one after another, bowed their heads and saluted, looking calm and clear.

Although they are both aiming at the small world and there must be some competition, they are both from Taoism and will not fall out at the first meeting. The kind of life-and-death fights that occur when there is a disagreement mostly occur in the demon clan and the demon sect. After all, they emphasize the survival of the fittest and the survival of the fittest. Xuanmen disciples at least maintain superficial rules.

Their competition mainly revolves around the flash of swords and shadows after entering the small world.

With the arrival of Manager Zhu, it seemed to have begun. In the sky above the canyon, streaks of precious light, spiritual leaves and jade flowers began to appear, with flying colors and different clear tones, echoing in the canyon and spreading far away.

Monks from different forces arrived one after another, causing the originally empty canyon to surge into the sky with mysterious energy, sweeping away the gloom of the past.

Gongye Huaifang stood on one side, his wonderful eyes turning and his thoughts fluctuating. Although the people who came looked extraordinary, they were all in the realm of harmony. Compared with them, she would not be at a disadvantage.

At this moment, a clear whistle came from the distance, and then a golden light emerged from the place where the water and the sky meet, shining a little like a light in the night. After a moment, it turned into a morning glow, spread out, filled all directions, and covered all directions. All of them were dyed with a layer of rouge, and the red color was extremely dazzling. In the red sky, there stood a young man, heroic and energetic. On the top of the door was a cloud with thousands of golden threads hanging down and swaying continuously.

After the visitor arrived, he walked to the stone monument on his own. His aura was so strong that the people around him subconsciously did not dare to approach.

"Monk Nascent Soul."

"It's actually the Nascent Soul realm!"

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Everyone present was shocked when they saw the visitor, and the smiles on their faces disappeared, replaced by a solemn look.

Even though they all have their own methods and have more trump cards than ordinary Heso monks, the clearly visible gap between the Heso realm and the Nascent Soul realm is really before their eyes.

In the small world, they have to compete with a Yuanying monk. Just thinking about it makes people's scalp numb.

"It seems to be Yu Hanchun."

He Sizong stood on one side and looked at the young man facing the stone tablet. He looked at it for a while, and suddenly something moved in his heart. He seemed to have met him once before, but he had not yet condensed the golden elixir.

In just a short time, it has reached the Nascent Soul realm!

"It's difficult to handle."

He Sizong gritted his teeth secretly. If a Yuanying monk in the small world disrupted the situation, it would be difficult for monks like them to resist. In this case, I'm afraid they would have to find allies.

Although I am reluctant, facing such a bad situation, I must find allies! He turned his eyes and met Gong Ye Huaifang's eyes, and the other party conveyed the same intention of forming an alliance.

Before the two people could continue to make eye contact, there was another mysterious sound coming from outside the canyon. The sound was like a tiger's roar, a dragon's roar, and an ape's cry. They were all mixed together. It was very strange, but when it reached people's ears, there was another sound. An indescribable majesty.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a startling rainbow hanging down from the mouth of the canyon. It was a thousand feet long and came from the sky. Immediately, the precious aura dissipated. There was a person's figure that turned from virtual to solid. A young man came slowly. He Dressed in white, with clear facial features and a pair of eyes like stars, he is unforgettable.

Under the feet of the young man in white, there is a strange fairy bird, with the head of a dragon and the body of a crane, the eyes of a tiger and the face of an ape. The wings on its back are like ink, and there are barbs on the wings under its ribs. The wings are spread out, and it is three to five feet long. It is soaring. , makes a strange sound, which naturally triggers thunder and roars.

This bird is very powerful, and the overwhelming aura is overwhelming and attracts people's attention. However, when everyone in the canyon is watching, most of their attention is still on the young man wearing white clothes and snow on the back of the bird.

Without him, the young man in white is really too outstanding. No matter how strange the bird is, it will be overshadowed by him. As soon as he appears, he will naturally become the center of attention!

"This person..."

"Taixiao Zong Lu Shentong."

"Why is he here too?"

Many people present knew the young man in white who came on a strange fairy bird. They were startled at first, and then became uproar, and the place became uneasy.

Although they came from different forces, the big force they had the most contact with was the Taixiao Sect, and Lu Shentong was famous in the Taixiao Sect and lived up to the reputation of being a genius.

They had long been affected by Lu Shentong's genius aura, and were no strangers to the other party's series of shocking deeds, but they never expected that the other party could also participate in this small world.

If the other party really finds an opportunity in the small world now, who can compete with him?

"Big trouble."

He Sizong and Gongye Huaifang subconsciously walked a little closer. In their judgment, although they were both Yuanying cultivators, there was no doubt that Lu Shentong was more troublesome than Yu Hanchun.

Lu Shentong was originally a Yuanying cultivator with powerful skills. He also had powerful spirit beasts and immortal birds to help him, which made him even more powerful. Not to mention the origin between Taixiao Sect and Biyou Palace.

Although the people of Taixiao Sect never mentioned it, many people knew that Taixiao Sect inherited part of the inheritance of Biyou Palace and broke through Shangxuanmen in one fell swoop. Many of Taixiao Sect's skills, especially the raising of immortal birds and spirit beasts, have many traces of Biyou Palace.

The core disciples of Taixiao Sect entered the small world with the inheritance of Biyou Palace, and they had innate advantages that others could not match.

"Lu Shentong is here as expected."

Yu Hanchun turned around and looked at Lu Shentong who was slowly falling on the immortal bird, his eyes as cold as a sword.

"Hmm?"

Lv Shentong sensed the aura of Yu Hanchun, who was also a Nascent Soul cultivator, and smiled. The people who discovered the small world back then were also lucky. At least many of their descendants were geniuses.

Before Lu Shentong and Yu Hanchun could talk, a mysterious sound came from the mouth of the canyon again. This time, the sound was louder than ever before.