Scattered cultivation peak, the bright moon is like a jade plate, hanging high in the night sky. Wang Bugui and the others gathered around a large fire bon, and all of them drank and chatted around the fire bon.

"Brother Wang is good at exercises, admire it below, do it first for respect!" A monk stood up to salute the king's return, and then raised his head and drank it all.

"Prizes. The king took up the wine glass and raised his head to drink a glass of wine.

"I didn't expect Brother Wang's strength to be so strong, and we still speak disrespectfully to you, I hope you will forgive me!" a monk clenched his fists and apologized.

"It's nothing, I don't care about this, anyway, it's just that I have to hide my strength. Wang Bugui waved his hand and smiled.

"I didn't expect that this time, three of our scattered cultivation forces would be able to enter the top eight, and in addition to you, Brother Chu He also advanced. It's really rare, since the end of the Fa, the number of casual cultivators who have entered the top eight has never exceeded two. A loose cultivator sat on the ground and picked up the wine gourd and took a long sip of wine, and said with emotion.

"I'm just lucky, the people I met aren't very powerful geniuses, otherwise this would be a crisis. Chu He, dressed in green clothes, lay on the ground and shook his head.

"Brother Chu's strength is actually very strong, but there are too few casual cultivation adventures and insufficient resources now, so he ended up so miserable. Anyway, this time, our Sanxiu also raised his eyebrows!" said a bearded Sanxiu with a smile.

"It is said that there is a way to become an immortal in this life, I don't know if it is true, if you can meet it, you will have no regrets even if you die!" sighed an old man with gray hair, who was not a participant, but just came here to watch the battle. He had already watched several conferences, just to find out which world was the great world prophesied by the ancients.

Judging from the current situation, this life is the most likely, because there are too many outstanding people. And all of them are extremely amazing, and even the ancient Dao body, which is rare in ancient times, has also appeared. There is also the inheritor of Zhao Yun's great power, the inheritance of the overlord Xiang Yu.

One of the three great divine arrays of antiquity also appeared, and Buddhism also has a genius known as a once-in-a-lifetime genius, and now there is an unknown powerful loose cultivator.

The Hundred Flowers Palace and the Nine Heavens Sect are more than one Tianjiao, and these signs are all heralding the arrival of a great world for two thousand years. The earth monks have been waiting for eternity for the last immortal path in this life.

"It's been 500 years since I embarked on the path of cultivation, and now it's just a refinement. Old man, I have been waiting for this life for five hundred years, and I dare not hope to live with heaven and earth, just to see the immortal road that has made the ancient people overshadowed, and I also want to appreciate the style of the Kunlun Emperor. What if you can get your wish, and turn it into a handful of loess?"

The old man looked at the starry sky and sighed, once upon a time, he was just like these young people. Full of enthusiasm, I want to fight for immortality in my last life. But in the end, I saw that my former friends gradually disappeared, and my beloved soul returned to the burial ground, but I was powerless to change all this. Time, this is the most terrible force in the world, it has buried too much.

The years are ruthless, and they have changed him from a heroic young man to a dying old man in his twilight years. In this life, there is no possibility of progress in his cultivation, and his only wish before death is to be able to take a look at the road to immortality that countless people dream of.

Fortunately, on the Huangquan Road, he talked to his confidante and his friend Shimen about what the path pursued by countless monks through the ages was all about. Wang Bugui looked at the old man who was drinking alone, and felt some sympathy in his heart.

The feeling of being powerless to watch a precious person die is impossible for him to forget in his life. And this old man can almost be said to be a fellow traveler with him, he said: "Senior, don't worry, if there is an immortal road in this life, I will definitely let you see it, and I want to ask my predecessor for his name!"

"What kind of name do you talk about, call me Ke Meng. The old man sighed.

"The boy king doesn't return, I've seen Senior Ke. Wang Bugui chuckled and saluted.

Ke Meng nodded slowly, looked at him carefully, and a hint of brilliance seemed to flash in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. Then he said: "At a young age, you have reached such a realm, and you may only be one deep enough red dust experience to break through the shackles." ”

Senior Ke smiled, I haven't decided where to go in this last experience. Wang Bugui sneered.

"How many years have you been in the spiritual world? Ke Meng asked.

"Twelve years. "The king does not return.

"Twelve years? this, this kind of realm only takes twelve years?! Hahaha, it seems that there is really an immortal road in this life. You're almost the same as the first person in antiquity. Yes, I'm looking forward to this life a little bit as well. Ke Meng was startled at first, and then laughed.

"Senior Ke..." Wang Bugui wanted to ask him why he was like this, but Ke Meng shook his head, raised his wrinkled withered hand, and said, "You guys continue to talk, I want to stay alone for a while." ”

With that, he got up and left, and disappeared from view in one step. Everyone looked in the direction he had left for a moment, and then continued to drink and laugh. The crowd drank so much that it was dark, but fortunately the monk could wake up with the Purifying Mind Mantra and not miss a major event the next day.

"Sure enough, the starry sky is still the most beautiful at night!" Wang Bugui held the puppet Qianying and lay on the soft grass bed on the cliff, staring at the starry sky with wide eyes. The bright moon and stars in the Pure Land felt more within reach, and he stretched out his hand to grab it. This dream-like beautiful starry sky will never get tired of seeing it no matter what.

And the three brothers around him were already asleep, Wang Bugui smiled indifferently when he saw it, it was really good to have a family again. Then put away the puppet Chisakura, and also began to sleep to recuperate, there is a big battle waiting for him tomorrow.

When the soft sunlight of the Pure Land shone on the king, he frowned, and then slowly opened his eyes. Then he patted his face, sat upright, stretched his waist, and began to practice Qi in the morning. Zhao Changge and the others also woke up one after another and cultivated with him.

After the competition time was approaching, the four of them set off to fly to the main peak. When they came, there were already monks standing outside the ashram. Today is the battle of the top four, and it will definitely be more exciting than yesterday, and people can't wait for it.

As soon as Wang Bugui and the others came, they heard bursts of men's exclamations, and when they looked for the sound, it turned out that Leng Yueyan and the three fairies of the Hundred Flowers Palace were walking side by side, talking about something.

These four women are all the goddesses of the world. They are strong, not to mention, but also have their own moving style. It was almost like four fairy flowers falling into the mortal dust, attracting countless monks to bow down to their bewitching demeanor. With such a lineup, it's no wonder there is such a big reaction.

"Sure enough, the female monks of this generation are Leng Yueyan and the three fairies of the Hundred Flowers Palace as the most, but it's a pity that Jiang Lianyue met Zhao Changge before this, and Shangguan Yiyi met Yu Wude again, otherwise there would definitely be them in this battle. A True Yang Sect monk sighed.

Then Leng Yueyan and Mei Qing walked side by side to the center of the dojo, and the onlookers took the initiative to make a way for them. Immediately after that, the other top eight geniuses also appeared one after another, and Ning Zhe recited the Buddha's name, and moved here in one step. With a sword roar, the sword pneumatically moved the sky, and the sword of Feng Tianming flew and broke through the sky.

Sanxiu Chu River flew in a treasure gourd, while Wang Bugui and Lu Hao were made out of a formation by Yu Wude and flew together. At this point, the eight geniuses were assembled, and looking at these geniuses in the center of the field, all the monks couldn't help but talk and sigh.

"I don't know which four people can stay after this war, the people who can enter the top eight are all geniuses, and this time the casual cultivation actually occupies three places, which is really unexpected. "There are also monks who are shocked by the strength of this class of loose cultivators, but they are relieved to think that this life is called the Great World of the End of the Law, and the number of Junjie almost overshadows the sum of all the people in the previous generations.

Mei Qing's peerless demeanor, Feng Tianming's earth-shattering sword intent, Lu Hao's Gaidai domineering, Ning Zhe's Zhangliu golden body, Leng Yueyan's dusty rhyme, Chu He's strange flute sound, Yu Wude's world-shattering divine array, and Wang Bugui's supreme divine might.

These people are geniuses who are also natural resources in the prosperous age of cultivation, and they are destined to shine in this era of the end of the Dharma. Maybe in this life, one of them will really become an immortal.

Even the heads and elders of the various factions in the palace were full of emotion in their hearts, and they didn't know how long they had been looking forward to this life. For more than 2,000 years since the pre-Qin period, countless heavenly heroes have been crazy and gloomy in the immortal road, and there will be hope for reappearance in this life.

But the prophecy also said that there would be an unprecedented catastrophe that would come with the immortal road. In this prosperous era, who can become immortals, live with heaven and earth, and smile proudly for eternity? What kind of catastrophe will there be, and who will be able to face the heavenly calamities alone in this life, and turn the tide and save the common people?

Leng Shuang Rong thought quietly for a while, then got up and walked outside the main hall, waved her hand and said, "Cultivation Conference, the top four elections, start!"