The Strongest Qi Refiner

"what?"

Wu Yiyao was stunned for a moment.

According to the previous rules of Dao Zhefeng, after the two sides of the battle are divided, the rankings are usually directly alternated.

But this time, she lost to Ji Yin, who ranked 16th on the Great Dao Ranking, but her ranking didn't change!

Why is this! ?

"Elder Ruxin, you don't need to comfort me like this, I will see it myself." Wu Yiyao said with a frown.

"I didn't comfort you, this is the current ranking of the Dao Ranking." Elder Ruxin replied, "If you don't believe it, you can check it yourself."

Wu Yiyao saw Elder Ru Xin's expression and knew that the other party was not lying.

But why is this so?

Should not be!

"Yi Yao, the principle of the ranking of the avenues list, even if you go back to the Patriarch, he may not be able to explain it clearly." Elder Shanhe on the side said.

Wu Yiyao frowned.

The ranking has not dropped, which is a matter of reason to be happy.

But at this time, she couldn't be happy.

On the contrary, she was defeated this time, and her ranking on the Daoist List did not drop, which made her feel that the ranking of the Daoist List was actually meaningless.

What if she's in the top ten?

Wasn't it easily defeated by the 16th place Jiyin?

There are so many cultivators behind her ranking, maybe there are many others like Jiyin who are powerful but not ranked!

Thinking about it like this, she felt ashamed that she had always been proud and excited about being ranked on the Avenue List.

"I want to become stronger! I must become stronger!" Wu Yiyao gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, her heart was full of fighting spirit, "I hope one day, I can become a Qi-refining period like Great Master Han. Strong! I can definitely do it!"

Elder Ruxin and Elder Shanhe saw Wu Yiyao's expression and looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.

...

Temple of the Great God.

Compared with the other immortal king forces Fang Yu has been to, the most prominent feature of the Great God Temple is... Meng.

The so-called fog means literally, everything in front of you is gray.

Blurred, hazy, as if to see something, but also as if to see nothing.

Ferris led the way, Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi followed on the left, and Lin Batian flew on the right.

Looking forward, I could only see the shadow of a high mountain through the gray fog.

These mists are not immortal, nor are they celestial phenomena, but more like obstacles that are deliberately created to block the line of sight.

Even if you release your consciousness, you can't penetrate these mists.

"This old man invited us to be a guest on the open face, but he didn't even show us the internal structure of the Great God Buddha Temple. Is this too cautious?" Fang Yu thought to himself, "What's even more strange is that since he has I don't want us to see the internal structure of the Great God and Buddha Temple, it can take us directly to the place of conversation, there is no need to fly like this... for a flight, but it doesn't show us any scenes, what do you think?"

Han Miaoyi, who was on the side, didn't care about the scene next to him at all, and just glanced at Lin Batian who was flying in the right direction from time to time.

"Master, you and that Lin Wuqian...are they really good friends?" Han Miaoyi asked through voice transmission.

"Well, many years of friends." Fang Yu replied.

Hearing this, Han Miaoyi turned her head again and stared at Lin Batian closely.

"If you want to ask, you can ask, but don't always look at him, it's easy to reveal the truth." Fang Yu said, "I said that my relationship with him cannot be exposed."

"Oh."

Han Miaoyi turned around and asked again, "How did the master know him?"

"A long time ago, it was difficult to explain this to you." Fang Yu replied indifferently, "Let's talk about it when you have time."

"it is good."

Han Miaoyi didn't ask any further questions.

It's just that she still looks at Lin Batian from time to time, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes besides curiosity.

"Hey, what's your name?"

At this moment, Lin Batian suddenly spoke up.

He did not speak through divine sense, but spoke directly.

Han Miaoyi was stunned for a moment.

"As if I don't know him, I don't know his identity." Fang Yu immediately reminded him through voice transmission.

"My name is Han Miaoyi." Han Miaoyi replied.

"Han Miaoyi... Oh, so your surname is Han." Lin Batian showed a sudden realization, then looked at Fang Yu and said, "It seems that this Han Miaoyi is your sister?"

"Yeah." Fang Yu replied.

"Little sister Han, I found that you've been peeking at me, don't you fall in love with me? Alas, although I know that I am extremely beautiful, but now I really have no intention of looking for a Taoist companion, don't let your heart go It's better to come to me." Lin Batian said narcissistically.

"You... fart! Who likes you!" Han Miaoyi's expression changed and she said angrily, "Also, I don't think you are handsome at all! I think you are ugly, like a toad!"

"Look, you've been told by me? Are you angry? No need, little sister Han, you want to get my attention by deliberately slandering and insulting me, so that I can impress you deeply... this way I'm too familiar with the routine, it's useless to me, you'd better save it." Lin Batian said with a slight smile.

Han Miaoyi was furious, her fists clenched tightly, and she looked like she was about to rush to do it at any time.

Fang Yu didn't speak.

"Hehe, it seems that everyone is in a good mood."

At this moment, Mo Tian, ​​who was leading the way, suddenly spoke up.

Hearing this, Lin Batian's expression moved slightly, and his attention immediately returned to Ferris.

Although Han Miaoyi was still very angry, she closed her mouth and stopped talking.