A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

At one end of the square, in front of thousands of disciples, there were dozens of others standing there in an eye-catching way.

The seven or eight monks in the front were all at the level of elixir formation or above, and they were calm and relaxed. The dozens of men and women who followed were above the foundation building stage.

They are the directors and elders of Baiqiao Courtyard, as well as many stewards with various responsibilities.

"Here it comes!" One of the sharp-eyed disciples suddenly saw something and shouted excitedly.

Suddenly all the low-level monks looked up one by one.

I saw light flashing in the distant sky, and then a large group of colorful light spots flew in from far and near.

"It's the Ancient Sword Sect. They all use swords to fly." Someone shouted again.

Upon hearing this, the crowd became even more commotion. Many people pointed at the light spots with different expressions.

"Silence! How unbecoming is this? Do you want the other two factions to see our Baiqiaoyuan joke?" A burly old man standing in front of the crowd, his face darkened, and he suddenly said coldly.

This sound resounded throughout the entire venue, and the other disciples who were a little carried away immediately fell silent, and the huge square fell silent instantly.

When the burly old man saw this, his expression of satisfaction softened slightly.

Several other monks in the alchemy stage looked at each other and smiled, as if they were no longer surprised by this scene.

At this time, the monks from the Ancient Sword Sect flew over the square. Although it cannot be said that all of them were wielding swords, there were only a few of them who did not use swords.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Fu and others came out to greet us in person. Jiang was really flattered!" Among the monks of the Ancient Sword Sect, a short old man in his fifties or sixties who was flying in front laughed and landed first.

Next to him, there was a Confucian scholar in green robes and a young woman in white clothes. They also walked down side by side with smiles on their faces. It looked like they were a married couple.

At this time, the other low-level monks from the Ancient Sword Sect, who looked young, also dropped their weapons one by one.

"This time, Brother Jiang Yun led the team here. Fu Mou and others should have come out to wait for us. Besides, there is also the famous couple with white jade and double swords." The burly old man said with his usual expression as he cupped his hands to the three of them.

"Okay. Let's stop bragging, and we are not afraid of the jokes of the juniors. But it seems that the people from the Luoyun Sect haven't come yet. Their party is becoming less and less interested in the sword trial meeting. It won't happen several times. Let them feel guilty if they are at the bottom." The monk surnamed Jiang seemed to dislike the Luo Yun Sect and said rather gloatingly.

After hearing this, the old man surnamed Fu showed a wry smile on his face.

Their Baiqiao Courtyard was different from the Gujian Sect. He didn't dare to say this easily. If someone spread it to the ears of the Luoyun Sect's senior officials, it would definitely cause a commotion.

So, before the old man surnamed Fu could think of how to reply, a middle-aged man in a green robe behind the old man suddenly interjected with a grin:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't be so impatient! The person leading the team from Luo Yun Sect this time heard that there is Fairy Song from Bai Feng Peak. This is a beauty that we have never seen among the three sects. Unfortunately, this Fairy Song has always been hidden in the past. I The two factions rarely see each other. Now, it can be regarded as a long-cherished wish!"

"Brother Shi is talking about Fairy Bai Feng, right? This girl is rumored to be extremely beautiful, and I have been famous for a long time. If this girl really leads the team, there is no harm in waiting for a while." Jiang Yun's eyes showed interest. , said with a nod.

The male and female monks from the Ancient Sword Sect were filled with surprise when they heard this. Among them, the scholar in green robes even said in surprise:

"I heard that this Fairy Bai Feng possesses heavenly spiritual roots and can easily form elixirs in less than a hundred years. She can be called a genius of immortality that is only seen in the world of immortality for a thousand years. It is really amazing to see this woman in this sword trial meeting. Something unexpected happened.”

"That's right! Even though we are both girls, I am also very curious about the famous Fairy Song. It would be a beautiful thing to see her today!" Although the young woman in white has an ordinary appearance, her voice is mellow and pleasant, which makes her It is extremely pleasant to listen to.

"Well..., eh! It seems like people from the Luo Yun Sect are here." The old man named Fu smiled and was about to say something when he suddenly looked to the sky and blurted out.

Upon hearing this, everyone nearby looked up at the same time and saw a huge black spot gradually approaching in the east direction.

"What is this?" The monk surnamed Jiang from the Ancient Sword Sect had a look on his face, as if he knew what it was.

When they got closer, the others finally saw it clearly. It was actually a huge and unusual bird, flying towards here at an astonishing speed.

There are numerous human figures on the back of the bird, as if there are many monks standing there.

"Hmph! The Luoyun Sect's only alien blue light eagle deserves to be shown off, and this strange bird can only change its body size. It's just a fifth-level monster!" The monk surnamed looked at the big bird and mouthed. Zhong said somewhat sourly.

The old man surnamed Fu and several other alchemy monks from Baiqiao Academy turned a blind eye and pretended not to have heard this.

However, the young disciples present had obviously never seen such a large spiritual beast, and the sound of gasping for air was heard one after another. Everyone opened their eyes wide, staring at the astonishing figure of the giant bird, with a look of horror in their eyes.

The giant bird's escape speed was truly astonishing. After waving its giant wings emitting green light a few times, it was above everyone in the blink of an eye.

The huge body of the giant eagle with its wings spread out suddenly cast a large shadow, covering part of the square. At the same time, a fishy wind blew violently, making some low-level disciples who were unsteady in the strong wind look pale. Get white.

"Stop!" A man's voice suddenly came out from the giant bird. The giant eagle folded its wings and floated motionless in mid-air.

At this time, many monks came down from the bird's back with weapons in hand.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Duan from Huoyun Peak? What a rare guest!" The old man surnamed Fu saw the leader of the old man in red shirt at a glance, and hurriedly greeted him with his eyes brightening.

"Where! Last time we said goodbye to Yunzhou, I was also thinking about my brother very much!" The old man in red shirt laughed and said with a smile. At the same time, his eyes swept over the others behind him.

"Brother Duan wants to find Elder Chang Zheng. Unfortunately, Junior Brother Chang is out for something. However, Junior Brother Chang should be able to come back in the later stages of the conference." The old man surnamed Fu said nonchalantly.

"Well, then it doesn't matter! Whether we can reminisce about old times is a matter of chance. This is Junior Brother Yu. I don't need to introduce him. Everyone knows him. But Junior Sister Song, this is the first time for you all to meet him. . Let me introduce you to something." The old man in red shirt showed a hint of disappointment, but then he looked as usual, pointed at the stunning woman in blue next to him, and said with a smile.

"The name of Fairy Bai Feng has been well-known to Fu Mou in recent years. Now that I can see her beauty, she is really well-deserved!" The old man surnamed Fu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the woman surnamed Song. After a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, he praised her. road.

"Senior Brother Fu is ridiculous. A little girl cannot be called a fairy." A gentle smile appeared on the face of the woman in blue, and she replied softly. This woman's quiet and charming demeanor made some low-level male cultivators nearby look at her with excitement and a bit of obsession.

Although those high-level monks were better, there was more or less a fiery look in their eyes.

At this time, the old man in red shirt and others also saw the people from the Ancient Sword Sect and also went up to say hello.

Although the monk surnamed Jiang looked lukewarm, he managed to reply twice.

On the other hand, the young woman in white held the woman surnamed Song by the hand and kept talking enthusiastically, just like sisters.

The woman in blue always responded gracefully and generously, and her polite and courteous behavior made it impossible for anyone to find any fault.

The next thing is simple.

After Baiqiaoyuan finished taking over the situation for the two factions, it vacated two large areas of the house for the Ancient Sword Sect and the Luoyun Sect, allowing them to have a good rest for a day before starting the official competition tomorrow.

But this night was uneventful, and early the next morning, the fierce competition between the three factions began.

The competition is divided into three groups. Each group selects ten players and twenty disciples from the other two groups to form a group.

After each group competes in pairs, only the top four will be selected. Then the twelve disciples began to draw lots and fight to determine the final winner and the top ten.

Because there are not many disciples, competitions will naturally not be held in several venues at the same time, but will be held in the same venue in order.

The order of appearance in the game is determined by drawing lots by the leading monks of the three factions. So there's not much to say.

As for the referee, it is a third sect monk who has nothing to do with the competition sect, which is fair enough.

As a result, when many Baiqiaoyuan disciples surrounded the competition arena, a bald man from Baiqiaoyuan stood in the middle of the shield and calmly announced slowly:

"The first group, Luoyun Sect Han Li versus Ancient Sword Sect Yao Feng!"

As the big man's voice finished, a disciple each walked out from the queues of Luo Yun Sect and Gu Jian Sect.

As soon as they saw their opponents clearly, the surrounding Baiqiaoyuan disciples began to commotion and whisper.

"Am I right? One is at the eleventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, and the other is at the early stage of the Foundation Building Stage."

"Their cultivation levels are too different!"

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The disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect with two long and short swords stuck on his back also looked at the opponent in front of him in surprise, and then a look of contempt flashed across his face.

For him, with the opponent's cultivation level, defeating the opponent is effortless.

And his opponent, an ordinary-looking young man in blue robes, also frowned, seeming a little embarrassed and confused.

Outside the light shield, the monks of the three sects in the alchemy stage naturally did not mix with those disciples, but gathered alone in a small open space, talking leisurely.

"Brother Duan, is the Luoyun Sect really planning to give up on this sword trial meeting? How come such a disciple at the eleventh level of the Qi Refining Stage can pass the selection within the sect? You are not just using it to make up the numbers, right?" The Ancient Sword Sect's Jiang Yun couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he saw the Luoyun Sect young man appearing.

"Hey! Eleventh level. Not bad! I remember that when this disciple passed the selection within the sect, he was only at the tenth level of the Qi refining stage. His cultivation has improved so quickly. It's rare." After listening to the other party's words, the old man in red shirt said, But he replied calmly.

"What, tenth level after passing the selection? Brother Duan, you are kidding." Upon hearing this, Jiang Yun from the Ancient Sword Sect showed disbelief.

This time, the old man in red shirt smiled but did not answer.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun started to mutter in his heart. He stopped talking and began to pay attention to the situation in the field.

"The game begins!" The bald man finally announced in a deep voice in the air.

When the young man heard this, he shrugged his shoulders without hesitation. Suddenly, two flying swords, one red and one blue, shot out from his back at the same time and floated above his head. At the same time, a green light flashed in his hand, and a green light mask appeared. emerged on the body.

Then the young man made quick gestures with his hands, preparing to use the flying sword to attack the enemy.

But when he finished this skill extremely skillfully, what suddenly appeared in front of him were as many as fifty or sixty red fireballs. These fireballs were carrying scorching waves of fire, and they rushed towards him with great force.

"Ah!" Yao Feng was shocked, and his face turned pale with horror.

However, he was worthy of being a foundation-building monk, and he had rich experience in fighting enemies. In a hurry, he gave up driving the magic weapon without thinking, and at the same time, he immediately threw himself to the ground, and many fireballs swarmed past him.

Suddenly, he broke into a cold sweat.

However, this also made him angrier. Frightened and angry, he turned over and wanted to jump up again to show off to the other party, but a big black foot appeared on his forehead and stepped down on it mercilessly.

Suddenly, the eyes of this master disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect went dark, and he lost track of his personnel.