when--
when--
A melodious bell suddenly rang out from Wangxian Valley, and more than ten teams of disciples flew out from below. The canyon was brightly lit up in all directions. Bronze square platforms slowly flew out from below, forming an update in the air. Big square platform.
What's going on?
Taoist Wang, who was discussing tactics with Peony with a strange soul, was also attracted by the movement and moved his mind back to his body and opened his eyes to watch the movement.
"What's wrong? This is?"
"It seems that the disciple competition is going to be ahead of schedule?"
"Wangxian Valley isn't it afraid of it? Those demons from the demonic path have not yet appeared, so why did the competition start here?"
"Maybe it's because I'm afraid that my disciples will be hurt by the demonic path. This is also human nature. No matter how powerful those demonic cultivators are, how dare they show off in front of so many fellow Taoists? It's destined to be a heavy thunder and raindrops."
"I still want to watch the fun... I'm not bad to see the new generation of Wangxian Valley."
The monks around him were talking.
Wang Jixuan thought for a moment and felt relieved.
Due to the poor information, he didn't know that there was someone in Tianluo who was helping the righteous monks in this world.
It’s just that there are so few people coming that Peony has not yet been found.
‘My uncle is still so decisive.’
‘Start the competition in advance and let the demons rush over, which will easily reveal flaws.’
Taoist Wang, who put on a certain filter, silently gave his own teacher a thumbs up.
Wang Jixuan didn't do much, but just gave Mudan a light command:
"Level 1 combat mobilization."
The first base suddenly became lively.
The scale of the mobilization there is dozens of times more spectacular than that of the disciples of Wangxian Valley.
Let’s talk about Wang Jixuan’s original body.
Murong Zhengyi ordered his female guard to pack a lot of meals, put it on the gimbal, and was also greeting him at this moment:
"Uncle Master, come and have something to eat with the two fairies. They happened to have a disciple competition started in advance in the Hon Xian Valley."
"Oh? Why start early?"
"I heard from them that it should be to avoid the sharpness of the demon monk."
Murong Zhengyi respectfully handed over a pair of jade chopsticks.
Wang Jixuan took it with a smile, slowly picked up the delicious food and put it in the empty bowl next to him.
Emina immediately floated over and picked up the bowls and chopsticks with a smile.
"Don't just eat, use your sensing circuit to perceive danger."
"Okay."
Emina responded in her busy schedule.
Xiao Huating was much more sensible, so she ran to the other side of Wang Jixuan and knelt down, pouring tea and wine for her master and her sisters.
Murong Zheng went there tactfully, greeted three or five friends, and sat together for a banquet.
Someone asked Murong Zhengyi who this is, and Murong Zhengyi just said vaguely:
"My uncle, come to save my life. Don't bother uncle. He has extremely advanced cultivation."
The other "young" monks were also tactful, and did not make loud noises, nor did they look at the women here.
Soon, the ring was set up, and the disciples who flew to the outside had begun to invite guests to watch the ceremony.
Because the competition started in advance, some guests had not yet arrived, so the clouds on all sides were empty for 40%. In the past, they naturally had to wait for the guests, but today they didn't wait. Two men and women were honored immortals.
Elder Gu flew into the middle of the ring.
Two square platforms filled with young disciples from Wangxian Valley slowly rose from below.
A man and woman named "really young" are ready to go, eager to try, young, and still have a passion that has not yet been extinguished.
If nothing unexpected happens, today's arena will be built for them.
Unfortunately, the accident is in progress now.
"These disciples are in good spirits."
Elder Wang Dao Cheng commented.
Emina picked up a peanut-shaped spiritual fruit, covered her mouth and chewed it. Her bright eyes blinked a few times and asked in a low voice: "Can I change myself? I can't let go of it if I eat it like this."
"Change, you are free, our family does not have such rules."
Pang!
Emina's figure suddenly became shorter.
The fifth one, which has been away for many years, is on the stage again!
She laughed, and her big eyes turned into crescent moons. She sat up cross-legged, rolled up her sleeves and started to shoot her left and right, and a gust of wind swept away the clouds.
“The food here is delicious!”
"Wow! The ingredients used are nourished by spiritual power! This is so luxurious! Why didn't we think of handling ingredients like this before!"
"Wow! Try this barbecue! If you don't eat it, I'll eat it! You're really a good match with you!"
A few black lines hung on Wang Jixuan's forehead.
At some point, he was directly shattered by the little heart-warming fire that Emina had aroused...
However, Master Wang was still gentle after all, and some parts of his heart were touched.
He smiled and said, "Eat slowly, if you don't have to, let your junior brother-in-law buy some for you."
"Okay! Buy more!"
"Do you only listen to the second half?"
Wang Jixuan threw a storage ring to Murong Zhengyi beside him. The latter's female guard had already gotten up and flew out directly.
Murong Zheng smiled and said, "Thank you for your reward!"
Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, feeling more favorable to this young man.
Look at the ring, the two men and women, Wangxian Valley deacons bowed to each other from all directions, and then began to speak lines loudly.
It is probably just some, the autumn is clear and the sun is shining. It is really a honor for me to come here to watch the ceremony from thousands of miles away...
It's been this for many years.
Fortunately, the two of them didn't talk for a long time, only half an hour, and then they read out the rules of this competition and began to arrange the lottery ceremony of these more than 200 disciples.
Xiaona (Emina, the small trumpet) was also attracted by the movements on the stage and watched carefully as the young disciples climbed the stage.
She pounded Wang Jixuan's arm with her elbow.
"Oh, my dear!"
"Cough," Wang Jixuan, who was drinking tea, almost choked himself to death, "Here, you said."
Xiaona sent a voice: "Where is your senior sister?"
"What, what senior sister?"
"The senior sister I missed back then," Xiaona muttered, "Mudan told me that when you were injured and unconscious, you called Senior Sister more than a dozen times."
Wang Jixuan:...
"Don't guess, I only have one ex in the universe, and so is the whole time and space."
"Oh, don't be nervous, this is all a small problem. You don't mind my old age, I don't mind your rich experience. Your rich past can also accumulate enough postures."
"cough!"
Wang Jixuan silently covered his chest.
Return his beautiful girl who is charming, cold, beautiful, and well-behaved and dignified!
"The junior sister has been there for more than a dozen times."
Xiaona's big eyes continued to bend her crescent moon, and her small mouth kept eating.
Fortunately, there have been gongs and drums in front of us, and the first group of disciples have started to compete.
"Look at the battle, look at the battle. Back then, I was also on this platform and enjoyed the attention of everyone, which was very comfortable."
"How to feel comfortable? Tell me carefully!"
Xiaona decided to let him go.
After all, he is indeed quite honest.
...
The disciples' fighting skills are really good.
In fact, when your cultivation reaches a certain level, your fighting skills can often mobilize hundreds of miles of spiritual energy, and the offensives you launch are dazzling.
Unlike these disciples who built foundations and condensed elixirs, even if the two of them tried their best, they could not shake the protective formation around them.
Wangxian Valley is famous for its magic and has many wonderful methods.
However, in order to save magic power and deal with subsequent battles, most of the disciples rely on the magic weapons and magic weapons in their hands to fight against them.
Since ancient times, the sword cultivator is the most handsome. Soon there were two sword cultivators who practiced Qingping Art with sword songs, which made the audience around him talk and praise him.
There is that kind of person who cheers and applauds, and he works very hard;
There are also monks who want to take the opportunity to curry favor with Wangxian Valley, or want to show off their knowledge. Whenever there is a battle below, he will say the tricks used by the disciples below.
After a while, it was quite lively here.
Wang Jixuan listened with a smile and looked at the little beauty beside him, asking questions about life and death from time to time, which made him feel a little sweaty.
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In this way, the conference was held smoothly for two hours.
More than 40 disciples from Wangxian Valley came on stage, and even fairy seedlings who were less than thirty years old were in the late stage of the Golden Elixir Realm.
The atmosphere in the venue gradually became warm with the shouts of the audience around.
The Great Hope Immortal Valley will become the world's largest sect tomorrow.
Wang Jixuan was calm on the surface, but was actually observing the various places carefully.
Master Taiye and the group of masters seemed to continue to eat and drink in the main hall; according to convention, these righteous giants would appear to watch the ceremony when the disciples competed in the semi-finals.
It would be no fun to let them watch some ordinary disciples peck at each other.
But under the peace and joy, Wang Jixuan smelled an unusual smell.
These great masters are all relieving their drunkenness;
There were no disciples who continued to drink everywhere;
Wangxian Valley, which was originally quite lively, suddenly became too quiet at this moment, as if the lively ones had turned to the ring above.
Um?
Wang Jixuan suddenly noticed that several disciples were walking in the corner with hurried expressions and disappeared on a wall.
What a secret path.
Is there such an escape path before?
Master Wang was a little curious and divided a wisp of the power of the soul to follow him, and soon he suddenly realized.
It is an escape tunnel transformed from the basic maintenance path of the mountain protection array.
We can see a group of disciples with low cultivation level moving underground towards a safe point in the distance, and several outer sect elders were responsible for receiving the response.
‘It seems that Master Taiye should believe what I said.’
Master Wang smiled first, but was a little worried.
‘Does Master Taiye trust others too easily? Did he recognize my voice?’
Care will cause chaos, but this is the case.
Sizzle.
"Boss, about ten thousand miles northwest, a dark cloud appeared. There were a large number of demon cultivators in this dark cloud, but they were all demon cultivators in this world."
Peony's voice came out of hidden headphones:
"According to my preliminary observations, there are about seven Mahayana monks, eleven people in the Tribulation Realm, and less than twenty people in the Combination Realm... It seems that they are all the high-end combat powers of demon cultivators in this world? Other minions have brought enough
Woolen cloth.
"Oh yes, they have more than a few hundred cultivators in the Golden Dan realm."
Wang Jixuan:...
This is how the demon cultivator is. The early stage is very fast, the mid-stage bottlenecks are constantly coming, and the later stage...
Most of the demon cultivators have no late stages.
The biggest reason why Wang Jixuan resisted the fallen demon is that the demon cultivator is very likely to get into the devil after he goes to the future.
Many great demons are arrogant for a moment and don’t have to worry about extermination, and they will destroy themselves.
These demonic cultivators have long been beaten to the point of falling water by the righteous sect. If it weren't for the excessive price they had to pay for completely eliminating them, the sects of the righteous sects would have had a tendency to have a pile of sand when there was no pressure on them.
Wang Jixuan said calmly: "This is indeed all the family background of the demon cultivators in this world."
Peony: "So weak."
"Evil doesn't suppress the right, this is the norm of heaven and earth."
"I'll keep staring at them," Mudan said with a smile. "We have made all preparations for combat here, but it is not easy to use weapons of mass destruction here."
"It depends on the situation. The righteous way is not completely powerless to fight back."
"good."
Peony agreed to close his voice and shouted softly: "They are starting to assemble! A large number of underworldists have begun to assemble underground! My satellite matrix will not go wrong, the units of energy gathering are constantly flowing, and they are going to sneak attack from underground!"
"Can minefields be laid underground?"
"There is not enough time, and the weapons we use are severely limited underground and have the greatest destructive power in the atmosphere. These individuals are humans, not big targets."
Wang Jixuan pondered for a little: "When they approach the median line of the straight line, we will launch an offensive from the underground first."
"We launch an offensive?"
"Well, put a few nuclear bombs on them, and the noise should be loud. It is best to calm them down and let the monks here pay attention to the situation there."
"Yes, they are just starting to assemble, and we should have time to launch a few ground-based missiles with the fastest missiles."
"When fighting here, I will open the second portal of the sub-space."
"clear."
The two stopped to communicate.
Wang Jixuan stood up long.
The eyes around him suddenly fell on him.
Wang Jixuan seemed to be awakened from a dream, and his originally tense face smiled a little more, and turned his head and asked, "Mr. Zhengyi, where is the toilet?"
"Uh, behind..."
Wang Jixuan nodded, and floated in the direction Murong Zhengyi pointed with his hands on his back.
Murong Zhengyi looked at each other with several friends beside him.
"As such a master, do you still need to go to the toilet?"
"Maybe I think the battle between these little disciples is too boring, so I'll walk around."
Murong Zheng turned his head and looked at Emina who had become smaller, and Gao Huating, who was staring at the battle on the stage with bright eyes, was a little confused in his heart.
This senior, is it okay?
Well? Why did it suddenly start to become gloomy this day?
Murong Zheng looked up and looked at him, but the crowd had already started to stir.
"West! Look at the west!"
"The demonic energy is so great!"
"The Demon Sect is here!"
On the ring, on the stands, on the thousands of treasure ships of various types floating around, countless monks stood up at the same time and looked at the large dark clouds arching to the west.
A rough voice sounded like thunder:
"Okay, okay! Old thief Taiye, are you afraid? He actually asked the competition in advance and didn't want our disciples to participate in it!"
"It's better to have a great competition for the devil disciples today! Let's see who trains the disciples better, hahahahaha! Ah! My eyes!"
This voice suddenly stopped and hiccupped.
The Qianli Shishi's magic was still there, and the man couldn't hold back his face and yelled in the clouds: "Who! Which Turtle Sun is plotting against me!"
Deep in the clouds and mist, the old man with long blood-red hair covered his left eye, with blood dripping downwards, and a silver needle stuck in his eyelids.
The injury is not serious and will not turn him into a blind man, but it is more insulting.
Underground, Wang Jixuan watched this scene quietly.
Chapter completed!