Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

Meng Qianqian asked curiously.

This is also the doubt of the other disciples, and they all raised their eyes to look at Mu Bai.

"Now that you have such a great opportunity, all true disciples must soar to a great realm within a month, especially Meng Qianqian, Nie Xiaoqian, and Zixia, it is best to break through to the realm of immortal monarchs, and the rest of the disciples have to reach the golden realm. Immortal."

Mu Bai pondered for a moment, and gave the answer.

Hearing this, the nine true disciples clenched their fists secretly, with firm expressions on their faces.

As Mu Bai said, now they each have the supreme opportunity, and the cultivation resources of the entire Hongmeng Mountain are at their disposal. If they can't even break through a big realm within a month, then this aptitude is really not enough. Pigs are worse.

Everything that needs to be explained has been explained.

Next, Mu Bai gave a few more instructions, and then let many disciples leave, and went back to practice hard.

Chapter 795 Instant kill with a flick of a finger!

Time passed quickly, and in a flash, three months passed quietly.

In the past three months, none of the nine true disciples disappointed Mu Bai. With the support of countless resources, their cultivation bases have grown rapidly.

Especially Meng Qianqian, Zixia, and Nie Xiaoqian, each of whom has reached the peak of the fairy king, in the middle stage.

For the rest of the disciples, it is around the early stage of Jinxian to the peak.

On the way to teach his disciples, because Mubai also presented Ksitigarbha with several pieces of immortal king bones, his mana also reached the early stage of immortal king.

To sum up, today's Hongmeng Palace's background has skyrocketed, and it is not what it used to be.

In the early morning of the day of the competition, under the leadership of Ksitigarbha, nine true disciples penetrated through and arrived in front of Hongmeng Palace, waiting quietly for Mubai.

Roughly tea time!

Mu Bai then walked out of the palace, he glanced at the surging fighting spirit in the eyes of many disciples, without any nonsense, turned around and set off for Fangcun Mountain.

Fangcun Mountain and Hongmeng Mountain are only separated by a few mountains.

At this time, the twelve true disciples of Fangcun Mountain, together with Patriarch Bodhi, had been waiting on the square on the top of the mountain for a long time.

Among them, the three disciples are very familiar, and they are Wu Guang, Wu Da, and Wu Zhi who hurried back from training abroad.

These three people are the best among the twelve true disciples of Fangcun Mountain.

After many years of experience outside, he has increased his knowledge, and under the cultivation of Bodhi Patriarch at all costs, his current mana is even more terrifying, reaching the height of the middle and late immortal kings.

Even in the entire Westward Journey world, it is a rare overlord.

"It's getting late now, why is this disciple of Hongmeng Mountain so late to come? Could it be that he was cowardly and deliberately made a turtle?"

"During this time, under Master's teaching, our mana has grown by leaps and bounds. That Meng Qianqian is the most powerful disciple of Hongmeng Palace, right? Wait and see how I crush her. She can't take care of herself after beating her."

"Nine times out of ten, I'm sure. Just relying on those clowns in Hongmeng Mountain, I can easily crush them to death with my fingers, but the master made a big fuss and summoned the three senior brothers back. This move is too flattering Hongmeng Mountain, right?"

Wuyuan, Wujue.Wu Ru, Wu Xing, Wu Hai, and Wu Ying glanced at the corner leading to the square from time to time, because they couldn't wait for anyone for a long time, so they laughed again and again.

As for Monkey King, he was holding an iron rod in his hand, standing loosely behind the crowd, with a serious expression, without saying a word.

In fact, this is also very normal.

Because of his relationship with Sun Wudao, he still tends to value peace in his heart.

But now that he has joined Fangcunshan, if he really wants to fight, then he will definitely do his best.

"Shut up, that Hongmeng Immortal Venerable is not an idle person...Since I have made an agreement with him for today's competition as a teacher, I will definitely come, you should wait a little longer."

Patriarch Bodhi waved Buddha Chen and said calmly.

Hearing this, a group of Fangcunshan's disciples fell silent.

The time passed again for half a stick of incense.

With Ksitigarbha and nine true disciples, Mubai finally arrived at the square of Fangcun Mountain.

The people and horses of each other are clearly separated, and they are on guard against each other.

One time!

There was no sound, and the huge square was filled with a faint killing intent.

"Hongmeng Immortal Venerable... On that day, you and Pindao made an agreement to decide whose mountain gate would be moved out of Xiniu Hezhou by the outcome of the disciple competition. The agreed competition disciples were twelve, but why did you only bring nine people here today? "

Patriarch Bodhi glanced at the disciples standing on the left and right sides of Mu Bai, and asked in surprise.

"Master, do you still need to ask? It must be because there are not enough people. Could it be possible to recruit those handymen to make up the number?"

"That's right... From my point of view, except for that Meng Qianqian, the disciples of Hongmeng Mountain are all trash, and if trash participates in this competition, wouldn't it be a tarnish to us?"

Several Fangcunshan disciples laughed one after another.

"Bah... your Fangcunshan disciples are trash, all of them are trash."

"Wu Yuan, Wu Jue. Wu Ru, Wu Xing, Wu Hai, Wu Ying... A year ago, you killed a few of my handyman disciples in Hongmeng Mountain. This bloody feud will be settled today. You wash your necks and wait Kill it."

A group of Hongmeng Mountain disciples said with a murderous look.

Fangcunshan's disciple naturally couldn't show weakness, and was about to fight back, but he was stared back by Patriarch Bodhi.

"Ancestor Hongmeng, there are now three fewer disciples on your side than on Pindao's side. How do you say this competition can be fair?"

Patriarch Bodhi said lightly.

"My Hongmeng Mountain does not belong to Xiniu Hezhou. The foreign forces are guests, and you are the host of Fangcun Mountain. The guests are whatever you want. The rules of this competition are determined by you."

Mu Bai smiled slightly and said.

"Since the Immortal Venerable said so, so be it... In order to avoid the victory of the few with the many, how about nine disciples coming out of the poor?"

Patriarch Bodhi said lightly.

"Nine vs. nine? If that's the case, wouldn't the remaining three disciples of Fangcun Mountain have nothing to do?"

Mu Bai frowned slightly.

"Hongmeng Immortal Venerable, it's not that we brag about ourselves. With these few low-class people under your sect, we can easily crush Fangcunshan by sending a disciple. Do you really want us to play one by one? Is it fair to beat your disciple until he can't take care of himself?"

"Xianzun, from the moment you agreed to compete with us in Fangcunshan, you are almost doomed to lose. We have fewer people to play, and at least we have left you with the last bit of dignity!"

Wuyuan, Wujue.Wu Ru, Wu Xing, Wu Hai, and Wu Ying sneered and mocked again.