"Even more fortunate people, in just one night, their cultivation has risen dramatically, and there are even rumors that a certain fellow Daoist has soared to a higher level of the world. ”

"Although I don't know if the rumors are true or not, or rather, there are some exaggerations, but our Martial Kingdom is originally thin in aura, and everyone's cultivation is extremely slow, and it is an indisputable fact that there are a large number of treasures in the Immortal Pavilion, so every time it is opened, it will still make everyone rush to it. The young man named Shi Mu sighed.

When Ling Xian heard this, his face became even more gloomy.

......

And what he didn't know was that at the same time, about fifty miles from there, there was also a mysterious valley.

Unlike Taixuan Valley, all the people gathered here were warriors.

If you let the martial arts people outside see it, you will not be shocked.

Shouldn't innate masters be rare?

Here, he has become an ordinary person.

As far as the eye can see, there are one after another, and the number is even better than that of the monks in Taixuan Valley.

And these martial artists, except for a very few, most of them are not well-known in the martial arts, but are hermitages.

On the surface, it looks a little incredible, but if you think about it carefully, it is not unusual, whether it is an innate martial artist or a qi refiner, they have actually broken away from the world, and naturally they don't care about things like fame.

And in the depths of the valley, there was a bamboo house, and at this time, several warriors with extraordinary grandeur were sitting in a circle, discussing something in a low voice.

"Master Ma League, the news you said is true, this time ask the Immortal Pavilion to open, is there really such a benefit?" It was a thin old man who spoke, his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were crystal clear, and he saw that his internal and external skills had been cultivated to the peak.

"Hehe, how could someone lie to you, but this matter was ordered by the envoy himself, how could it be fake. The man sitting at the top had big ears and a serious face, this person's name was Ma Yunkong, and he was the contemporary leader of the Martial Arts League.

"The envoy ordered, so to speak, the appearance of the Immortal Pavilion is really related to the existence of those upper realms, but since the other party has great magical powers, why did they come to a small interface like us, and besides, if they want to find that treasure, they can do it themselves, so why bother to fake our people?" A white-haired old woman spoke coldly, with a look of vigilance on her face.

When the others heard this, the joy on their faces also faded a little, and they turned to thoughtful expressions.

However, the master of the Ma League didn't think it was wrong, but shook his head: "Mrs. Yu, what you said makes sense, but what does it have to do with us?"

"The conditions offered by the envoy this time are extremely generous, as long as we complete the task, they will open the channel of the reverse spirit, lead us to a higher level of the world, and will also give us one person and one pill of the Mortal Pill, so that we can enter the Tao from martial arts, and embark on the road of cultivating immortals, as for why the envoy did this, why should we care, we must know that the disaster comes from the mouth, the curiosity is too great, and it is not good for us. ”

When the others heard this, they also nodded yes.

Although they are innate martial artists, they are much inferior to higher-level cultivators after all, who does not yearn for the ethereal path of cultivating immortals.

The conditions offered by the other party are simply impossible for them to refuse.

......

At the same time, another deep canyon.

Hundreds of monsters gather here.

And in the depths of the canyon, several of the most profound cultivators sat opposite each other, and from time to time a low roar came into their ears, as if they were also discussing something.

......

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and the opening of the fairy pavilion this time is destined to be completely different from before.

And Ling Xian learned the beginning and end of some things from Shi Sticky's mouth, and couldn't help but fall into a very tangled choice, this asked Immortal Pavilion, should he go or not?

Even with his city, for a while, he couldn't make up his mind.

And the three days passed in a flash.

In the early morning of this day, the sun had just risen, and the warm sunlight was shining through the clouds, and a large number of monks, warriors, and demon clans had already gathered into the endless swamp.

They glared at each other angrily, but seeing that the Immortal Pavilion was about to open, at this time, no one would take the initiative to cause trouble.

Instead, he held his breath and waited quietly.

"Senior brother, it's just an insignificant small world, why does the old man attach so much importance to the ancestor, he actually spent a lot of resources to send us here, and even made something to ask the Immortal Pavilion, especially this time, and arranged such a strange task, although the Taiyi Spirit Ginseng is an incredible treasure, but it is nothing at all for the late existence of the Yuan Infant like the ancestor, even if we want to catch it, wouldn't it be easier for us to make a move, why do you want to fake mortal warriors, and make such a promise to them. ”

A lazy voice came into his ears, and above the swamp, there was a stone hall that exuded a barbaric aura suspended, and on the stone hall, there were two immortal cultivators.

The person on the left, dressed in white, with a face like a crown of jade, is only in his twenties, but his expression is lazy.

"Senior Brother Chu, you ask me, where do I know about this small world, but Ling Wu's two uncles accidentally discovered it, and the sect didn't care about it at first, until the old man came out of the sect and accidentally heard about it, so he came up with the Immortal Pavilion, because it has to overcome the power of the interface, so every time it is opened, it will consume a lot of resources, and even attract the dissatisfaction of the uncles, but the old man must do this, and everyone is helpless, after all, you also know that the monks in the late stage of the Yuan Infant are in our Heavenly Star Sect, and they are simply the same。 ”

The man on the right is more steady, at first glance, he is about forty years old, and his appearance is extremely ordinary, but his whole body exudes an elegant atmosphere.

"Hehe, what Senior Brother said, I naturally know, and I heard that the most fierce opposition at the beginning was Ling Wu's two senior uncles, and soon after, they were sent to carry out a dangerous sect mission, and both disappeared, Senior Brother, do you say, is it the old man of the ancestor ......"

"Shut up!"

Before the young man's words fell, he was interrupted by the middle-aged man without hesitation: "Senior Brother Chu, how dare you say that, talk about your predecessors in vain, what kind of sin you are in the door, don't you know, if this matter is known to others, the two of us ......"

When the middle-aged man said this, a hint of fear flashed across his face.

"Senior brother, what are you doing so carefully, now that we are in a small world, there is a barrier from the power of the interface, can it be that someone can still overhear our conversation?" the young man's mouth pursed, revealing a disapproving look.

"You little guy, why don't you know how to be cautious, there are some words, even in the small world, you can't talk nonsense......" The middle-aged man stomped his feet, and his face showed a look of hatred for iron and steel: "That's it, I know that you like to break the casserole and ask the end, but this matter is related to the highest secret in the sect, although I am related to the head of the sect, but the information I know is also limited, I only know that the ancestor and his old man are trying to overcome public opinion, and make this ask the immortal pavilion, it seems to have something to do with the six reincarnations......

"What, you said six reincarnations?"

When the young man heard this, he was immediately shocked, and the expression on his face was also extremely interested, but for some reason, he did not dwell on it and continued to ask.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, although this Senior Brother Chu's personality was a little more flying, fortunately, it had not yet reached the point where he didn't know the severity.

The six realms of reincarnation may have a lot to do with the existence of the ancestors, but compared to the immortal cultivators in the foundation building period like them, it is too far away, and it is a blessing or a curse to pay attention to it without knowing the severity, not to mention that it also involves a lot of entanglements and secrets in the sect......

"That martial artist Uncle doesn't mention it, Uncle Ling is a genuine Nine Spirit Sword Body, although it is still in the late stage of Ning Dan, but it is said that he can already carry the powerful immortal cultivators in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and the cultivation of the Nine Spirit Sword Body is very fast, and it is really hard to say whether it will surpass the master ancestor in time......

The middle-aged man shook his head when he thought of this, the secrets of these sects were not something he should pay attention to at all.

On this trip, I only need to complete the tasks assigned by my ancestor and his old man.

You must know that the opening of the anti-spirit channel consumes astronomical resources, and if they succeed, they can certainly get countless contributions from the sect, but if they fail, they can't afford the anger of their ancestor and his old man.

Regardless of the situation.

Thinking of this, he looked at the monks, warriors, and demon clans below, in this small world, they were already the pride of the sky.

But there are people outside of people, and there are mountains outside of mountains.

In the face of a behemoth like the Heavenly Star Sect, they were just small chess pieces.

......

And the scene in front of them, those monks and demon clans who were standing on the edge of the swamp waiting had nothing to gain, and the mysterious stone hall seemed to be transparent to them.

Ling Xian was also in the crowd, but he found a remote and unnoticeable corner.

After struggling for a long time, Ling Xian still didn't want to miss the good opportunity in front of him, after all, he knew his own situation, if he was really a genius, the problem was that he was not even as good as a monk with ordinary qualifications, he was just an immortal cultivator with a fake spirit root.

The path of cultivation is full of thorns, and with such qualifications, he is not willing to take risks, and in that life, he can only stand still.

Ling Xian was naturally unwilling to grow old like this, and after a hundred years, he would turn into a cup of loess, so taking a risk was the only choice he could make.

Fight!

Wealth and danger are sought!

But Rao has such an awareness, Ling Xian does not intend to show his dew, low-key is his principle, the more unnoticeable, the greater the chance of survival.

So, while sitting in an inconspicuous corner, he looked around, quietly looking at the nearby humans and demons.

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles, and knowing more about the opponent in advance will be of great help in the next adventure.

However, soon, Ling Xian shook his head and sighed secretly, now that no one has made a move, for a moment, where can he see how much strength and weakness.

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