Han Yuexin sighed lightly in her heart, she hadn't seen her for decades, Wang Qingshan was no longer what she used to be, and the people who competed with Wang Qingshan were the core disciples of various big forces, she and Wu Yufeng were just ordinary Jiedan monks, far inferior to Wang Qingshan.

After chatting for a while, Wu Rongxiang said goodbye and left, before leaving, he invited Wang Qingshan to Wu's house as a guest, Wang Qingshan just said that he would visit when he had time, and did not promise when to go.

An hour later, Wang Qingshan returned to his residence, but Wang Tianwen and Wang Qiuming had not yet returned.

Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on the futon, meditating and cultivating.

The void was distorted and deformed, and a large cyan sword shadow appeared out of thin air, and after a blur, the cyan sword shadow quickly materialized and turned into an entity, and each cyan flying sword emitted a clear sword sound, forming a moving music.

Wang Qingshan's eyes were tightly closed, and a large cyan flying sword flew around his head, and where the cyan flying sword passed, a piercing sound sounded in the void.

In a hidden valley, where a large number of exotic flowers and plants are planted, a woman in a white dress with delicate facial features and an old man in a white robe with kind eyes are playing chess.

"This time the Hundred Beasts Conference, a lot of people came, the Wang family of Qinglian Island in the South China Sea and the Shen family of Fire Raven Island sent people to participate, the forces that cooperated with us before were destroyed, so we had to seek new partners, treat them well, it is best to marry, one day, we will go back to the South China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, where is our ancestral land. ”

The white-robed old man said in a deep voice, his tone full of unquestionable taste.

"Yes, fourth uncle, granddaughter knows how to do it. ”

The woman in the white dress agreed, she suddenly remembered something, and said: "Fourth uncle, didn't our family leave any secret land in the South China Sea? Why don't you gather people and open the secret land of our own family? There is a secret land left by our ancestors, we will definitely be able to cultivate more high-level monks, our development is already the extreme, the royal family has been guarding us, they know that we are from the South China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the royal family is afraid that we will unite with the South China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm to overthrow their rule." ’

The white-robed old man sighed lightly and said: "When the family encountered a catastrophe, the head of the family sent a group of clansmen away from the South China Sea and scattered to various places for development, the clansmen in the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Xinjiang did not develop, only our branch developed and grew, but if you want to restore the glory of your ancestors, you still need to slowly figure it out, don't be in a hurry, the specific location of the family's secret land is not very clear, there is no key, and it takes the joint efforts of the eight Yuanying monks to open it, otherwise the old man would have sent someone to open the secret land, first lay out the South China Sea, and when the time is ripe, then open the family secret land." ”

"The atmosphere of the Central Plains Dynasty is like this, unless the Immortal and Demon War breaks out again, there is no chance to overthrow the royal family of the Dayan Dynasty, the royal family is not only guarding against our Murong family, but the other six kings with different surnames are also suspicious of the royal family. ”

Seven days later, the Hundred Beasts Conference was officially held, a lush thousand zhang peak, the peak, a bluestone square of more than 1,000 acres, gathered hundreds of Jiedan monks, and there were dozens of cyan rings of more than 10 acres in the center of the square.

Wang Qingshan and the others were arranged in the front position, and the Murong royal family sent Murong Rong to preside over the Hundred Beasts Conference.

In addition to the Yudan monks, there were also Yuanying monks present.

"Welcome all Daoist friends to come and participate in the Hundred Beast Conference held by our Murong family, the rules are the same as before, everyone releases spirit beasts to fight, and the top ten will receive rich rewards. ”

Murong Rong briefly introduced a few words, and announced the official convening of the Hundred Beasts Conference.

The spirit beasts participating in the Hundred Beasts Conference were all third-order spirit beasts, Wang Qiuming and Wang Tianwen did not have third-order spirit beasts in their hands, they could only watch the play, and Wang Qingshan sent three cunning ones to participate in the battle.

Sanshou is a third-order low-grade, equivalent to a third-order cultivator, but it has eaten many supernatural fruits, and it is a mutated spirit beast, and its strength far exceeds that of ordinary third-order spirit beasts.

A total of eighty-five third-order spirit beasts participated in the competition.

The three sly drew the ninth lot, and its opponent was a red python more than 20 zhang long.

At the beginning of the competition, the three cunning heads opened their mouths at the same time, spewing out three spells, red flames, white cold wind, and golden lightning, respectively, and slashed towards the red python.

The size of the red python was too big, it couldn't dodge it at all, the red flames and the white cold wind hit the body and it was nothing, the golden lightning with the thickness of an adult's arm slashed at the red python, the red python's body twisted non-stop, opened its bloody mouth, and let out a strange roar.

With a flash of red light, a huge fireball the size of a house flew out and hit the three cunnings.

Thundered!

A series of roars sounded, and a large area of red flames flooded the body of the three cunning, and the heat wave was rolling, but soon, the three cunning rushed out of the sea of red fire and appeared in front of the red python in an instant.

With a flash of golden light, a thick golden lightning flew out from the heads of the three cunning heads, and struck the red python in a flash.

A painful hiss sounded, and the red python's body writhed, as if it was suffering some kind of severe pain.

The next moment, there was a loud whistling sound, and a white cold wind swept out, accurately hitting the head of the red fire python, and the head of the red fire python instantly froze, and the ice spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Three Cunning Victories!"

The three cunning won without exception, generally speaking, most of the spirit beasts master single-line spells, like the three cunning spirit beasts that master three different attribute spells, there are not many immortal cultivation worlds.

Most immortal cultivators participate in the Hundred Beasts Conference in order to make friends, and many of them do not participate in the competition, exchanging their cultivation experiences, and some people discuss the cultivation of the hundred arts.

Wang Qiuming discussed the art of refining weapons with several monks of Jiedan, and Wang Tianwen discussed poetry, calligraphy and painting with several Confucian scholars.

A tall golden-shirted young man stood up, looked at Wang Qingshan, and said in a deep voice: "In Lu Ping, the Golden Dao Gate, I heard that Wang Daoyou God passed through people, I don't know if Wang Daoyou is willing to give teaching. ”

Lu Ping's voice was not loud, but the immortal cultivators present could hear it clearly.

Because of the relationship between the Qinglian Immortal Couple and the Xiaoyao Sword Venerable, there were many Jiedan monks who were full of curiosity about Wang Qingshan.

Hearing Lu Ping's words, many monks looked towards Wang Qingshan.

In front of so many people, Wang Qingshan's refusal gave people the impression of cowardice.

"Lu Daoyou is only the sixth layer of the Dan, let me have a discussion with you! ”

Wang Qiuming took the initiative to ask Ying, and he knew that there would be a monk who wanted to challenge Wang Qingshan.

"Wang Qiuming, okay, if he wins against you, Wang Daoyou can follow him!"

Wang Qiuming's expression was indifferent: "Lu Daoyou, wait until you defeat me!"

"The sword has no eyes, the two little friends stop when they click, don't hurt the harmony. ”

Murong Rong said with a solemn face, everyone who comes is a guest, no matter which one is injured, it is not the result that the Murong family wants to see.