Supreme Immortal Demon

"Master, can I enter the sea of ​​​​steles?" Luo Chuan stepped forward.

"You also saw the scene just now. Do you still want to persist?" Master Dangmo asked.

Not only her, but also several other elders of the sect, including those substitute disciples, all cast their eyes on Luo Chuan. The substitute disciples were eager to try before, but when the tragedy happened, they all calmed down.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger. If you don't experience life and death in the Great Dao, you will never be able to reach the top in your lifetime." Luo Chuan said.

The substitute disciples who had already shown a sign of retreat were all moved.

"But the Great Dao is also ruthless. Only those who are alive are valuable." Master Dangmo remained calm and transmitted the sound into the secret: "You also saw the reaction of us after those disciples died. It's not that this Dao is ruthless, but that the immortal Dao is like this."

Luo Chuan smiled and did not comment.

The evil spirit specializes in the state of mind of those who practice cultivation. It has existed since ancient times. Most of them are condensed and born by the immortals and demons after experiencing a series of killings, and it is often difficult to disperse after death. Some are born from evil spirits and are born with evil spirits.

In the memory of Lord Jiulong, under the abyss of a waterfall in Tianhe, there lived a tribe of immortal-slaying giants before the Great Silence. In order to seek refuge, each generation of that tribe used blood secrets to shrink their bodies when they were born. After tens of thousands of years of reproduction, they finally assimilated into ordinary humans. They often sent out masters from the tribe to live in the immortal dynasty or to join low-level sects to collect information from the outside world.

In order to refine the Flying Eagle Heavenly Palace that can carry millions of immortal court Taoist soldiers, Lord Jiulong went to the abyss and killed tens of thousands of immortal-slaying giants. Finally, he forced the three ancestors to return to their original form, but they were cut off by Lord Jiulong and the evil spirit in them was collected.

After taking a deep look at Luo Chuan, Nun Dangmo said, "Since you insist, I have no reason to stop you. However, you entered the sect midway and have not undergone the state of mind test. You should watch here first and learn from the experience. After half an hour, you can enter the sea of ​​​​steles."

"Thank you, Nun." Luo Chuan nodded. Nun Dangmo's words were just what he wanted.

Thinking of the treasure that was about to reveal its true face, Luo Chuan was in a good mood.

"I didn't expect that the first person to step onto the first floor was a disciple of Longshan Xianmen. Longshan Xianmen has produced a good seedling this year." A Taoist sighed.

Longshan Xianmen was a sect that had just been promoted to the ninth rank ten years ago. Anyone who entered the rank can participate in the major and minor affairs of the Tiannan Xiandao world. This time, the head of Longshan Xianmen led the team personally. He was at the Nascent Soul Realm. At this time, he was stroking his long beard and looking at the leading figure in the sea of ​​​​steles with a little pride.

While speaking, the disciple stepped up ten more steps and was not far from the second floor. Behind him, the fastest disciple had just reached the first level.

Amid the praises of the Taoists, the head of Longshan Xianmen was already grinning from ear to ear: "Thank you for the compliments, fellow Taoists. This is Zhao Yang, an inferior disciple. He only broke through the fourth level of foundation building at the age of 26. Compared with the geniuses in your sect, he is a late bloomer. Please take care of him in the future."

Before the head of Longshan Xianmen finished speaking, the figure suddenly stopped and did not move.

The Taoists who had congratulated him before gradually fell silent, and their eyes became compassionate.

In the trembling eyes of the head of Longshan Xianmen, Zhao Yang, the only genius in the sect, fell headfirst on the way to the stairs with blood flowing from all seven orifices and his head broken.

Seeing Zhao Yang's miserable condition, many disciples who had passed the first level hesitated, and about one-tenth of them stopped climbing, entered the stone tablet area, and selected tombstones. The disciples who continued to climb up were walking slower and slower. Some even had to stop for a long time after taking a step and meditate to adjust.

Before the second floor, ten more people died, all of them were low-rank sect disciples.

About half of this group of people chose to stop in the iron stele area to find the iron stele to gain enlightenment.

From the second floor up, it became more and more difficult. Even the ten young masters Yue Qun, who was walking in the front, stopped every three steps and sat cross-legged for half an incense stick every step.

"See Yue Qun, his way is the most correct. Although it starts slowly, he can take steady steps and take every step carefully. Once he gets upset, he stops and meditates until his mind is stable before he can continue to climb."

The Taoist priest of the Dachantou Sect said to a substitute disciple who was about to go to the stele sea.

Half an hour later, as more and more people died and withdrew, the substitute disciples of the five major sects almost all got the opportunity to enter the stele sea, which they had not expected before.

"How is it, has your skill improved?" A Taoist priest of the eighth-rank sect asked the disciple who came back after crushing the waist badge.

"In less than half an hour, the increase in true essence feels like half a year of practice." The disciple replied, but he couldn't hide his annoyance between his eyebrows: "It's a pity that the disciple is incompetent and failed to comprehend the Tao in the stone tablet."

"Ninety-six strong men, ninety-six tablets, only forty-three have been cracked in the past thousand years. So, don't blame yourself. Now most of the people have returned, and no one has been able to comprehend the tombstone." The elder smiled and comforted.

At this time, nearly two hundred disciples who had attained enlightenment in the sea of ​​tablets, a total of thirty-six people died, a total of eighty-four people returned, and a total of fifty-two people stopped in front of the first three layers of the stone tablets to attain enlightenment, leaving only twenty-four people, and they are still climbing to the third layer.

These twenty-four people are all from the five major sects.

Six people from Kunting Mountain, including the two young masters Yue Qun and Chen Yusheng, who made Lu Fanshuang proud.

Five people from the Dachantou Sect.

Five people from the Wuliang Cave Mansion.

Four people from the Feixue Sect.

The four people from the Empty Mountain Realm are Hua Xin, Lü Boya, Yin Chen, and Tang Yan'er.

"When I walked to the first floor, I felt like 10,000 ants were burrowing into my heart, 10,000 people died in front of my eyes, and 10,000 taunts echoed in my ears. When I walked to the second floor, I felt like the world was full of demons, ghosts, and blood. On the Sea Corpse Mountain, there is a cliff of ten thousand meters below you. If you take even half a step, you will be shattered to pieces. Your calves will be so weak that you can only crush your waistband... They have actually passed the third level. How strong are they!"

A disciple who had just returned wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a livid face.

Another disciple also sighed: "Although the pressure is great, it is of great benefit to practice. After I walked up to the second level, I felt that I had gained a year and a half of skill. The higher I went, the faster my skill increased." . I really envy them.”

"Being able to walk through the third level has exceeded the average level for thousands of years. Many of these twenty-four people will definitely become this year's influential figures."

"No. Among the ten young masters, only Yue Qun and Chen Yusheng came this year, ranking seventh and tenth respectively. When this Monument Sea Enlightenment Conference is over, their rankings may rise again. I heard that their master Tian The Eagle Immortal Sword Lu Fanshuang has reached the fourth level and the thirteenth level, and has been ranked among the top three hundred in the past thousand years. "

"So that's the case. No wonder Lu Daochang broke through the Transformation Infant Realm before he was fifty years old. The more steps you climb, the higher your future achievements will be. It's true."

"Indeed. But there are exceptions."

Listening to the discussions among the disciples of the eighth and ninth grade sects, the disciples of the fifth sect were calm on the surface but secretly proud in their hearts, especially the disciples of Kunting Mountain.

The Sea of ​​Monuments Enlightenment Conference is said to be here for "enlightenment", but only forty-three tombstones have been cracked in a thousand years. On average, it is cost-effective to crack one tombstone in twenty years. You can imagine the difficulty. Rather than coming here to "enlighten the Tao", it is better to say that it is a tradition and a trial of experiencing death.

Disciples of low-level sects and ordinary disciples of the five major sects pursue gains, such as the improvement of their skills and cultivation. The elite disciples of the five great immortal sects, such as Yue Qun, Chen Yusheng, and Hua Xin, are pursuing not only sharpening their mental state and improving their skills, but also striving to enter the ranking list of the Sea of ​​Monuments.

It took about half an hour to go from the ground floor to the third floor, but it took the twenty-four people another half an hour to walk from the third floor to the fourth floor. Every step you take is as heavy as a thousand stones, and every step you climb takes more time and effort than the previous one or even two levels.

At this time, the twenty-four people gradually widened the gap.

Yue Qun walked alone in the first camp. After that came the second camp, in which the disciples of Kunting Mountain occupied the forefront. The three people in the third camp turned out to be disciples of the Kongshan Mountain Realm, namely Lu Boya, Yin Chen, and Tang Yaner.

In this way, the differences between the five major sects are also clearly presented.

Master Dang looked expressionlessly. Suddenly, her hand shook, and she saw Tang Yaner suddenly nailed her. Not only Master Dang, but also the other disciples in the Kongshan Mountain Realm looked nervous. On the other hand, the disciples from the other four major sects all looked gloating.

At the critical moment, Tang Yan'er bit hard and used her last strength to crush the waist card.

On the third and ninth floor, Tang Yaner exited.

On the third and tenth floor, Yin Chen decisively crushed his waist badge and returned to the ancient palace.

On the twelfth floor of the third floor, Lu Boya looked at the somewhat blurry figures behind the thick fog. His body shook violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time crushed his waist badge.

Sighs and sighs echoed in the ancient palace. Before reaching the fourth floor, three people were lost in the empty mountain world, and only Hua Xin was left hanging at the bottom of the second camp.

Looking at Lu Boya and the other three who had disordered breathing and pale faces, Demon Master Tai said calmly: "Just come back."

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Hua is still there to support us, otherwise we would have been disgraced." Yin Chen sighed.

"I have to admit that Senior Brother Hua's mental fortitude is still higher than mine." Lu Boya said to himself.

On the Beihai Mountain Road, Yue Qun took the lead in crossing the fourth floor, drawing waves of exclamations. Anyone who has passed the fourth level is regarded as a temporary genius in the history of the Tiannan Immortal World, and can almost rank among the top five thousand. Just like Lu Fanshuang back then, he ranked among the top 300 in history with his fourth level and thirteenth level, only three steps away from the fifth level.

In the history of Tiannan, there have been tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment Realm disciples who have participated in Beihai Enlightenment. It is a great honor to be ranked among the top five thousand.

As if infected by Yue Qun, the second camp invariably accelerated their pace and would soon pass the fourth level.

The leaders of the five major sects looked happy.

But then, a change occurred!

Chen Yusheng, who was ranked fifth from the bottom, suddenly retracted his stepped foot and stood upright like a nail, blocking the path of the people behind him. Behind him was Hua Xin.

Hua Xin took a hard step forward with one foot, but Chen Yusheng in front of him stopped unexpectedly. He was unable to recover in time and bumped into him. With his back facing the direction of the ancient palace, Chen Yusheng had a sinister smile on his lips. He secretly used his elbow to hit Hua Xin's waist and ribs pretending to be unintentional.

Hua Xin flew out amid the exclamations of the disciples in the empty mountain world. In mid-air, Hua Xin's eyes showed anger and sadness. He hesitated and crushed his waist badge.

On the first level of the fourth floor, Hua Xin failed.

"You are so despicable!" Tang Yan'er was the first to jump out, pointing at the people in Kunting Mountain and yelling.

The other disciples from the Kongshan Mountain Realm also looked at each other angrily and cursed.

"My skills are not as good as others, my strength is not enough, so I can only make excuses?"

"Humph, a bunch of incompetent guys, it's obvious that Hua Xin himself doesn't have eyes!"

The disciples of Kunting Mountain were not to be outdone and cursed back.

There was a flash of light in front of the corridor of the ancient palace, and Hua Xin appeared with a tired face.

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(Next week is the last week to hit the new book list. Please recommend it for collection. If it reaches the first place, I will add more chapters! If you don’t mind the Sanjiang vote, please vote. Thank you. This book does have many shortcomings. I write the latter part every morning and revise the previous story at night. You can make any suggestions.)