The Rise Of Xiu Xian Sect

Chapter 87 Nothing, Just Want To See You

Tao Deng led Ye Bufan and they did not go long before they arrived at an inn, which was a six-story inn. This is one of the tallest buildings in the holy city.

Then Tao Deng led them to the second floor, pointed to the three rooms and said,

"These three houses are your residence. You can meditate in them, or you can go out to stroll around, but don't go out of the city. Another thing is that the holy city can't fight or you will die."

"I'll get it later" Ye Bufan replied politely.

After Tao Deng's instructions, she left and went to the third floor by herself.

"Brother Ye has any plans"

"Ah, let's take a break first"

"Alright, we just came to the holy city, so let's go for a walk tomorrow. The holy city, I have been there twice before. There are many good things. There are many people of eight races. From time to time, there are people of other races, and there are all kinds of treasures. Tomorrow. You can go around." Taoyang, like a landlord, said that the holy city is good, and invited Ye Bufan.

"Okay, go with Brother Yang tomorrow."

"Brother Ye said goodbye"

"Two, goodbye first"

The room is very simple, with a table and chairs, a bed, and a secret room.

When I opened the door, it was a practice room with a defensive formation. It can not only keep quiet, but also avoid the damage caused by practice.

"Very good, very thoughtful" Ye Bufan nodded and smiled. He was satisfied with the room layout. In the past, when he wanted to practice swords, he usually blocked Magic power, so it didn't feel good. It should be much better this time.

...

Sword Ray differentiation is a large-scale attack, but the power of each Sword Ray is not particularly strong. If you encounter a tortoise-like opponent, the effect is not very satisfactory.

So this explosive swordsmanship came at the right time.

Ye Bufan continued to cultivate, Taoyang accompanied Tao Shengnan to go shopping.

"Explosive swordsmanship and fog swordsmanship, one is attack swordsmanship, and the other is auxiliary swordsmanship. If the time is right, it can't be of great effect."

Although Ye Bufan said that he didn't care about life and death, if he could live a decent life, who would choose to die.

Learn more methods, increase your strength a bit, and give yourself two more chances to save your life.

...

"Something?" Tao Yang opened the door, looking at Tao Shengnan outside the door, frowning slightly.

"I can't find you if I'm okay," Tao Shengnan said in his voice, raising his feet by half a point.

"Yes, it's just not necessary." Tao Yang smiled wryly.

"Don't ask me to go in and sit"

"Here, please" Tao Yang hesitated a little, then said. He didn't know how Tao Shengnan changed.

"Are you going out tonight?"

"Tomorrow"

"Will you not accompany him tomorrow"

"You said Brother Ye, let's not be together tomorrow, what are we going to do today" Tao Yang is puzzled again, why bother with one trip that can be solved.

"Tomorrow is your business, I want to see it today, will you go or not"

"What do you have?"

"It's okay, are you going or not"

"Okay, go"

"Puff" Tao Shengnan smiled, making Tao Yang stunned for a moment.

"Why are you doing this now" Tao Yang muttered.

"What"

"What do you say"

...

In the holy city of night, lone men and widows wander together. Happiness or helplessness, except for the parties, only late at night knows.

In a hall in the holy city, eight cultivators sat around, one from each clan.

"Everyone, it's time to decide, how do you choose the ant plan" a blond old man said impatiently.

The cultivators of the eight races were all in charge of this small competition. Originally, in their identities, they wouldn't be able to talk about this. But with the powerful enemy ants, they need to decide.

"The two choices they gave are actually to divide life and death, and we don't want to divide. This is just a battle, there is no need to divide. But if you have to divide, I choose the first one."

The first is that in the secret realm, each of the two cultivators will have 24 cultivators based on their strength, with a limit of one month.

The second is the ring battle. One to one.

"The ant tribe is too rampant, I really want to open the battle and fight with them." The old man of the black jade tribe said unwillingly.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the ant tribe's delineation of the scope of the fight.

"It doesn't make sense to say why. We can't fight in wars, we can only fight in small ones. In the past, we were fighting with Foundation Building cultivators who were over two hundred years old. Now they don't want to be age-based. We want to play low Realm in all aspects. battle."

The old man of the Feiyu tribe said lightly, and shook his head slightly for the complaints of the Black Jade tribe.

"We used to think that young people have young people, but now it seems we can't do it. Then let them together, the world of cultivating immortals may be like this, there are no dead ends, it is all reality." The old man of the earth spirit revealed in his tone. A trace of helplessness.

"It should be like this a long time ago. Since you are in the realm of cultivating immortals, don't think about those ridiculous things. Prosperity is the overall prosperity. The reason why the ant tribe is strong is that they are all killed from the low Realm to the high Realm, and we too There is no need to protect the younger generations in this way. Doing so may harm them." The old man of the Huo Clan frowned and said.

"It's not like what Brother Huo said, people have gone very far on the road of fighting. If we want to copy theirs, it will kill us. It can be changed, but it should be changed in perseverance." The old man in Zhong shook his head slightly and said that he did not agree with the growth method of fighting all together.

"Say far, this matter is not up to us. Let's talk about the actual combat first." The old man of the Shui Clan said lightly, pulling everyone back from a distance.

"Haha, what fellow daoist said."

"Choose the first one. If it's their critical moment, it's hard for us to get involved. Let's choose the second one."

"The second one is that we can't get involved. Will the cultivator of the ants let us get involved?"

"But this is the holy city"

"With their arrogance, I'm afraid they don't care about the holy city. And this actual battle, will it be a temptation? After all, there has been no fight for more than two hundred years."

"Fellow daoist is reasonable, probably. These guys can't be idle."

"Then really fuck them, let the people fight for their breath and beat them up."

"Well, you can"

After dozens of interest, the two sides made a decision.

"Okay, then choose one." The blond old man said lightly.

Then they started talking about other topics.

Among the eight tribes, the strongest is the Golden Spirit tribe, followed by the Flying Feather tribe, the Fire Spirit tribe, and the Wood Spirit tribe, the Earth Spirit tribe, and the Black Jade tribe.

Finally, the Shuiling and Peach Blossoms are the weakest. The strengths and weaknesses are all in relative terms, they are weak compared to the Ant Clan, but compared to the Sky Profound Sect or even the Azure Cloud Sect, it is outrageous.

The opponent they faced was the Ant race, an extremely powerful race that yearned for battle.

Comparing life and death to a madman, especially a powerful madman, is extremely wronged for any creature. No wonder, the leaders of the eight tribes are helpless.

There are many enemies they face, and the eight tribes are just eight of them not big or small.

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