Yu Xian

Chapter 405: 30 consecutive defeats in sparring, heading to Linglong Fudi

As Song Jian spoke, the expressions of the eight people, including Yu Xian, all changed.

Sparring?

Linglong Fudi?

Yu Xian knew that Linglong Fudi was one of the four great superpowers in the Central Plains, and was a great immortal sect like Xiaoyao Xianzong.

Even Linglong Fudi was stronger than Xiaoyao Xianzong.

Because the leader of Linglong Fudi was in the middle stage of returning to the void!

But why did the third generation of Xiaoyao Xianzong disciples compete with the third generation of Linglong Fudi disciples? Could it be that they were fighting for some treasure land, and the cost of the strong was too high, so they let the younger generation do it, and the winner would be the winner?

Song Jian saw that the eight people were all puzzled, so he said calmly: "This is a tradition left by the master of the sect and the leader of Linglong Fudi. It is held every two hundred years. You are not old, so you naturally don't know it."

Tradition...

Qiu Shiwen and the leader of Linglong Fudi are bored? Leaving such a tradition?

Yu Xian was still somewhat puzzled.

Song Jian continued: "In the past six thousand years, there have been thirty rounds of competition, but the three generations of Jindan disciples of Xiaoyao Xianzong have not won once. I hope you will not lose to a group of women this time, otherwise it would be too embarrassing if you lose thirty-one rounds in a row."

A group of women?

Yu Xian's expression moved again, and he glanced around quietly, but found that the expressions of others were normal, without any abnormality.

It was obvious that only he had no understanding of the Linglong blessed land.

"Humph, it's just a group of women. Don't worry, Grand Elder. No matter what others do, if I, Tang Wentian, lose, I am willing to be punished!"

Tang Wentian's voice sounded, with a hint of pride on his face.

The other six people also had calm expressions, and their eyes were faintly disdainful.

Seeing this, Song Jian looked at Tang Wentian and said calmly: "Cultivators are not mortals. Mortal men and women are born with physical differences, but in the world of cultivation, there is no difference between men and women. Strength depends on qualifications, understanding, hard work, and opportunities! If you look down on them like the disciples before, then the 31st defeat is just around the corner."

Everyone's face was stern.

Tang Wentian bowed his head slightly and said: "It was the disciple who underestimated the enemy. The disciple will remember it!"

Song Jian said calmly: "The eight of you are all the prides among the inner door Jindan disciples, and there are 22 inner door Jindan disciples. I chose eight of you because I think you eight can occupy the top eight. I hope you can stop my Xiaoyao Xianzong from losing 30 games this time."

"Disciples will go all out! Live up to the expectations of the Grand Elder!"

The eight disciples bowed slightly at the same time.

"Yes."

Song Jian nodded slightly, waved his hand lightly and said: "As the loser, Xiaoyao Xianzong can only go to Linglong Fudi to challenge. Go, there will be someone outside to escort you to Linglong Fudi."

The eight people stood up one after another, bowed to Song Jian and said: "Disciple, take your leave!"

After that, he turned and walked out.

Song Jian watched the eight Jindan juniors leave, exhaled lightly, and his voice was helpless: "Although it is a competition, there is no need to care about the victory or defeat, but losing thirty games in a row is too exaggerated. This means that the genius disciples that Xiaoyao Xianzong has accepted in the past six thousand years are not as good as Linglong Fudi... Hey... I hope this group of juniors can win, I don't have any expectations..."

Yu Xian and the other seven people walked out of the treasure building together.

The seven people, including Yu Xian, seemed to be walking together, but in fact they each occupied a place, and they were all about ten feet away from each other. There was no saying that who relied on who and who followed who.

Everyone was a genius, and they had never really fought each other, so naturally no one would submit to the other.

Especially towards Yu Xian, although the seven people looked calm, there was a hint of disdain in their eyes.

Although Yu Xian had good aptitude and his realm was improving quickly.

But to be honest, he was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

But the other seven people were all in the Great Perfection of the Golden Core!

It would be fine at other times, but today, he went to Linglong Fudi for a "competition". Wouldn't he, a middle-stage Golden Core, be defeated?

And if he lost, it would be equivalent to losing a point!

Isn't this a drag?

I don't know what the second elder of the Supreme Elder was thinking, and he actually asked him to go with him!

Yu Xian was truly calm, with a calm look.

Although he didn't know why Song Jian asked him, a middle-stage Golden Core, to participate in this "competition".

But since Song Jian asked him to go, as a disciple of Xiaoyao Xianzong, he would naturally go all out to play this "competition".

The eight people quickly left the treasure building, but saw Li Xing standing in the square.

Seeing eight people coming out, he glanced at them and his eyes fell on Yu Xian, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Song Jian would let Yu Xian participate in this "competition".

Although the "competition" between Xiaoyao Xianzong and Linglong Fudi was decided by the Sect Master Shiwen and Linglong Sect Master to be "friendship first, victory second".

The two forces were considered to be communicating and enhancing their feelings with each other, so as not to be swallowed up by the Ice Dynasty and the Immortal Holy Land.

But as time passed, tens of thousands of years, hundreds of battles, and both sides had their own wins and losses, and slowly developed a desire to win!

Whoever loses, that means who has received less disciples than the other party in the past two hundred years.

And Xiaoyao Xianzong has lost thirty games in a row!

Before he was imprisoned by the Sect Master, he had already lost fifteen games in a row.

Unexpectedly, in the three thousand years since he was imprisoned, Xiaoyao Xianzong did not win a single game, and lost fifteen games in a row, reaching such an exaggerated number of thirty games.

Now, if a Jindan mid-stage cultivator like Yu Xian were to go to Linglong Blessed Land for a competition, the chance of losing would be too high.

Song Jian actually dared to gamble? Or did he really not care about winning or losing?

Or maybe... Song Jian's eyes were very deep!

He could see that Yu Xian was unusual. After all, he was accepted as a disciple by the master of the sect. Even if he fought Jindan Perfection with Jindan mid-stage, it would not be a big problem!

After all, when he was in the early stage of Jindan, he had fought Tang Wentian on equal terms.

While Li Xing was thinking in his heart, the eight people had come to him and bowed and said, "Disciple greets the great Seventh Elder."

Li Xing raised his hand and waved, "No need to be polite. Today, I will escort you to Linglong Blessed Land. I hope you can fight for Xiaoyao Xianzong and end this shameful 30-game losing streak for me!"

"Disciple will live up to the expectations of the Great Seventh Elder!"

The eight people spoke at the same time.

"Then, let's go!"

Li Xing raised his hand and waved, and the whole person suddenly turned into a stream of light. The eight people were instantly swept up and rushed into the sky, like a meteor, heading south.

In the sky tens of thousands of feet high, the strong wind was whistling. Li Xing put his hands behind his back and flew forward. The magic light behind him was more than a thousand feet long!

Yu Xian and the other eight people were wrapped in the stream of light. After a short period of discomfort, the eight people came back to their senses.

The speed of the powerful incarnation is unimaginable. Even at a height of tens of thousands of feet, the vast land below was still rapidly retreating. Yu Xian could hardly see what was on the ground.

Even if he controlled the Lingxu fan and tried his best to escape, his speed would not be as fast as one percent of this!

Yu Xian was secretly shocked in his heart. After a moment, he retracted his gaze and stood in the stream of light, closing his eyes and not moving.

As for the other seven people, after a brief shock, they also closed their eyes and waited to arrive at Linglong Fudi like Yu Xian.

The distance between the two great immortal sects is no less than dozens of Dongzhou.

Even if a Yuanying comes here, it will take a long time to reach this distance.

However, Li Xing only flew for about five days before he suddenly slowed down.

But in front of him, seven light pillars appeared between heaven and earth like a pillar of heaven, and each light pillar was ten thousand feet thick! Through the sky and the earth!

A wave of magnificent pressure almost came to his face!

That was the power of the formation of Linglong Fudi!

Naturally, Li Xing did not dare to touch its might, and began to land more than a thousand miles away.

The eight people, including Yu Xian, were naturally awakened at this moment, looking at the seven light pillars in front of them, with a strange color in their eyes.

This is Linglong Fudi!

The area of ​​Linglong Fudi is obviously much smaller than that of Xiaoyao Xianzong, with a radius of only about 5,000 miles. Surrounded by seven light pillars, it is a spiritual land full of spiritual energy, beautiful mountains and rivers, and full of various exotic flowers, like a sea of ​​flowers.

Various buildings are located in this sea of ​​flowers, with fairy birds flying, spirit beasts running, and countless graceful figures of female cultivators flying out and falling.

Yu Xian finally understood why Song Jian said not to lose to a group of women.

Because at a glance, there was not a single male figure in the Linglong Blessed Land.

They were all female cultivators!

It turned out that this Linglong Blessed Land only accepts women, not men!

After Li Xing and Yu Xian and the other eight people fell to the ground for more than a hundred feet, they flew into the air at a constant speed and approached Linglong Blessed Land.

Linglong Blessed Land also clearly felt the arrival of Li Xing, a powerful incarnation, and saw several rays of light suddenly flying out of it, coming towards Li Xing.

In a moment, the five rays of light came in front of Li Xing, and the light dissipated, revealing five beautiful female cultivators.

The head of the group had a magnificent aura and was also in the state of incarnation, and the other four were all Nascent Souls.

"After three thousand years, Brother Yang is still as charming as ever. It seems that there is a chance for a breakthrough."

Looking at the five female cultivators in front of him, Li Xing laughed and led his eight disciples to meet them.

The leading female cultivator smiled calmly and said, "Brother Li, it seems like you haven't brought your juniors here for a long time. Have you been in seclusion for the past three thousand years?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I have some insights, so I have been in seclusion for a while."

Li Xing remained calm and smiled, "I just didn't expect that during my seclusion, my Xiaoyao Xianzong didn't win a single time. It's really embarrassing and shameful!"

"Ah, Daoyou, you are wrong."

The female cultivator waved her hand and smiled, "Discussion is a method of mutual communication set by your sect master and my master. Why should we care about winning or losing? Moreover, it is normal to have wins and losses in a competition. Daoyou don't have to worry about it. Please also tell Daoyou Brother Song, Daoyou Brother Lu and other Daoyou brothers not to mind it."

Li Xing laughed and nodded, "Daoyou Yang is right."

The female cultivator also smiled and glanced at the eight Jindan disciples behind Li Xing casually, but her expression was calm, and there was no surprise in her eyes.

Especially after seeing Yu Xian, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, as if he was shaking his head and sighing, and he stretched out his hand to signal: "Daoyou, please."

"Please!"

Li Xing nodded, and took Yu Xian and eight other disciples with the female cultivator to Linglong Blessed Land.

After crossing a pillar of light that reached the sky, Yu Xian completely entered the sect of Linglong Blessed Land.

First, a faint flower fragrance and strange fragrance came to his face, refreshing his heart.

Then the rich spiritual energy, which was stronger than Xiaoyao Holy Land, surrounded his body.

Linglong Blessed Land, it is indeed a blessed land!

According to Yu Xian, the spiritual energy here is even stronger than Xiaoyao Xianzong. It is indeed the foundation of a big sect!

There were countless female cultivators from all directions looking at them, some were surprised, some were calm, some were indifferent, and some were puzzled.

For Yuanying and Huashen, the competition that takes place every 200 years is a short time, as if it happens not long after.

But for Condensing Qi, Building Foundation, and even Golden Core disciples, it takes a very long time to be held, so they rarely see it.

And now nine men suddenly came, they were naturally surprised.

Linglong Blessed Land, isn't it for men?

The first time he came to Linglong Blessed Land, Yu Xian looked around, but when he saw that there were female cultivators all around, and some were even bold and didn't pay much attention to their clothes, he quickly retracted his gaze and walked calmly.

As for the other seven Golden Core disciples, they also looked around when they first came to Linglong Blessed Land, with curiosity in their eyes, but a few of them looked away after a while.

Only Tang Wentian and the other three just looked around with a hint of disdain in their eyes. When they saw those female cultivators dressed "boldly" and "loosely", they even had a hint of contempt in their eyes.

Obviously, these three people still felt from the bottom of their hearts that the female cultivators in Linglong Fudi were not worthy of being taken seriously.

Although the female cultivator who had reached the state of transformation did not turn her head, she saw the expressions of Yu Xian and the other eight disciples.

She did not mind, and did not remind those female cultivators dressed "boldly" and "loosely" to pay attention.

In her eyes, it was obvious that such things were not a loss, humiliation, or being taken advantage of.

After tens of thousands of years of cultivation, in her opinion, the bodies of men and women were just skin bags, and there was no need to care.

However, from the expressions of these eight disciples, one can see a little bit of Taoism.

There are those who are arrogant, those who are arrogant, and those who are obsessed with sex.

It seems that in the past two hundred years, the disciples accepted by Xiaoyao Xianzong are not very good, and even those in the middle stage of Jindan are sent to make up the numbers.

Although this junior in the middle stage of the Golden Core looks good, his realm is too low and he can never turn things around.

Xiaoyao Sect's 31st consecutive defeat is doomed.

Led by the female cultivator, Li Xing and his eight disciples quickly arrived at a place between mountains and rivers, where there are many temples.

The female cultivator smiled and said, "Daoyou and your disciples have come from afar, so you can rest here for a day. Tomorrow, the great elder will select disciples, and then discuss the exchange with Daoyou."

"Okay, okay."

Li Xing smiled and said, "I have been here several times and I am already familiar with it. There is no need for Daoyou to arrange it. I will do it myself, hahaha."

"That's good. No one will come in within a radius of 50 miles. You can rest well."

The female cultivator smiled slightly, turned around and took the four Yuanying female cultivators away in the air.

After the female cultivator left, Li Xing's smile slowly disappeared. He exhaled slowly, turned his head and looked at the eight disciples and said, "Find a temple to rest for a while, and discuss matters tomorrow."

"Disciples obey your orders."

The eight people nodded at the same time and dispersed.

There are many temples in the mountains and rivers. At a glance, there are more than a dozen, enough for eight people.

Yu Xian saw that the seven people had found a temple, so he picked one at random and walked in.

The temple was spacious and full of spiritual energy. There were sandalwood, bookshelves, futons, and even cots. You can meditate and rest, or sleep and rest.

Yu Xian took a quick look at the temple, then walked to the bookshelf, reached out and took down a thick book, and began to read it.

This book is the record of Linglong Fudi.

From it, Yu Xian can learn about the history and experience of the entire Linglong Fudi, as well as the names of the powerful cultivators in the sect.