I just want to be a quiet man

The light rain is falling, and the landscape is hazy.

A huge skull suddenly fell from the sky!

This skull is as big as a mountain, and its whole body is pale. Only in the eyes, the blood-colored flames are burning fiercely, exuding a mighty pressure. The dark wind and mist linger on the side, and the sound of ghost cries sometimes whirls back and forth. .

Immediately after its appearance, they noticed that the Chongming Sect's protective array had activated spontaneously, but they didn't take it seriously.

From among the skulls came a dreamy and lazy voice: "The Great Formation of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Yin-Yang Separation and Reunion Buddha Formation, can be regarded as a top-notch formation in this illusion."

"Since you are here this time, you can do some research."

"But don't be too concerned. The most important thing for us to wait for the immortal to come to the world is to sharpen and transform our state of mind."

"It's inferior to stick to mere techniques and art methods."

"Also, the school style of Chongming Sect is quite different from Tianshengjiao, Reincarnation Pagoda, and my Wushi Villa. After entering, you should not always stay in the house and not go out, you should walk around for a while, and Chongming The disciples of the sect get in touch with each other more and experience the customs of this place, which is the real cultivation of the heart."

"Traveling around and looking at the flowers is like watching the fire from the other side. How can it be compared to being there?"

All the disciples responded in unison, and immediately controlled the escape light one after another, released the magic weapon of the skull, stood in the air, and pointed at Chong Mingzong's nine heavens and ten earths yin and yang separation and reunion Buddha formation.

There are even bold monks who directly stepped forward to try.

"Buzz!"

The big formation had already been eyeing it, felt the attack, and without the slightest hesitation, it was about to arouse a storm of defense immediately.

In the skull, Menghui felt that just as he was about to make a move, the formation that had just gone berserk suddenly stopped.

The next moment, the gate of the mountain opened, Li Wujiu, Su Qianya, and the Patriarch of the Sihong clan all led the crowd out to welcome him.

They pretended not to see that the monks in Wushi Villa were eager to lie down on their own big formation, and they pretended not to know that someone had attacked the big formation. .”

"Wushi Villa is the first school of my holy way, and for tens of thousands of years, it has been a well-deserved leader of the holy way." The head of the Sihong family immediately said with emotion, "My family has always admired Wushi Villa very much. "

"All the immortals have extraordinary backgrounds. When I saw them today, there were indeed thousands of rays of light, ten thousand auras of auspiciousness, majestic grandeur, and glamorous grace, beyond our reach!"

"The fairy car is here, and our sect is full of brilliance!"

Su Qianya smiled all over his face: "The Xiaozong of Illusory Realm is all thanks to the care of the immortals in Wushi Villa. Today, the descending of the immortals will increase the inspiration of our sect's landscape..."

Hearing these incomparable words of admiration, all the people in Wushi Villa took it for granted, without the slightest hint of humility.

After all, in their view, people like themselves, before reincarnation, were immortals at worst, and there were even immortals like Juexinzi and golden immortals like Menghui.

The Chongming Sect is just a small sect in the illusion, even the ancestor of the Li family, although his cultivation is considered high in this illusion, but in terms of his background, he is only a mere inferior immortal.

It is reasonable for Li Wujiu and others to feel sincere and fearful.

However, Meng Hui looked calm and didn't take it seriously.

Jue Xinzi and other young disciples all smiled slightly.

The first sect of the holy way is just Wushi Villa's unintentional fame, and he is too lazy to argue with the small sect of illusion.

In fact, from any aspect, they are the first in the world!

The inferior immortals of the Chongming Sect are really shallow and lacking in comprehension, they can't even see such a simple thing.

After practicing for thousands of years, I still fall into confusion and do not know the true way.

It is also deplorable.

Shaking his head, he didn't bother to wake up these low-level immortals who had been immersed in the illusion for a long time, had already worn out their ideas, and were unbearable.

At that moment, Menghui flicked his sleeves and said, "Don't worry, as long as you serve respectfully, Wushi Villa will naturally continue to protect you...Stop gossip and take us to our residence."

Seeing his arrogance, none of the three Patriarchs were angry, they just smiled and said: "Please come with me, all immortals."

After settling down in Wushi Villa, within two days, a 37-storey pagoda rose outside the gate of Chongming Zong Mountain without warning.

The Reincarnation Tower is here!

Chapter 377 : The number of days is reincarnation.

The 37-story glazed pagoda is covered with patterns of people, goblins and monsters.

Cornices and horns, each floor is covered with crystal clear skull bells.

In the slanting wind and drizzle, it swayed slowly and made a pleasant sound.

The gate of the pagoda was closed tightly, no human voice was heard, only a bloody light flew past, and the invitation was thrown into the gate of Chongming Sect.

After a while, people from the Li family came to greet him, the glazed pagoda opened wide, and a group of gray-robed monks walked out.

These monks are all taciturn, with tower-shaped ornaments of various materials and layers hanging around their waists.

When they saw Mrs. Li, they nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "There is profit and loss in good fortune, and the number of days is reincarnation. All comrades, all living beings are stubborn, and this world may become more and more difficult."

"Fellow Daoist said that." The smiles of the members of the Li family remained unchanged, and they stretched out their hands to assure the guests, "I'm sorry for your troubles, please come in and explain in detail."

The people in the Reincarnation Tower stopped talking, and calmly followed Mrs. Li on the way to welcome guests intertwined with rivers of human bones and blood.

Just like the enthronement ceremony of the Holy Maiden, this time the Holy Son is about to be enthroned, and the three major magic sects, Tianshengjiao, Wushi Villa, and Reincarnation Tower, will gather again at Chongmingzong.

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Another three days later, the head of the Supervisory Hall sent a voice transmission to the heads of the three families: "Jiuyi Mountain, Suzhentian, Liugai Dynasty, Yanxi City, and Han'an Sword Sect join hands, and Dao is invited to attend the Grand Ceremony of our Sect's Son!" .”

"Huh?" Li Wujiu who was in the ancestral land was slightly stunned, although they did post posts to these five sects, they never expected that these five sects would actually dare to come?

Quickly discussed with the head of the Sihong family and Su Qianya, and immediately replied to the head of the supervisory hall, "There is such a thing, please ask the head of the hall to order the boundary family to treat each other as honored guests. Don't lose the dignity of my holy sect. It leads directly to the teleportation array in Mojiabao."

"Brother Si Hong and Brother Su Xian, I will go to meet you."

Half a day later, in Mojiabao, not far from Chongmingzong, a scroll of pictures suddenly appeared in the sky above Wubao, and two monks, one old and one young, walked out. Wind channel bone.

The young monk was about seventeen or eighteen years old, fair and handsome, wearing a green shirt, with a folding fan at his waist, looking gentle, with a bookish air between his brows.

Immediately afterwards, huge flower branches emerged, and when the buds were blooming, two nuns also appeared in mid-air, and greeted each other with the two monks in blue robes and green shirts.

These two female cultivators looked like sisters, standing slightly in front of them, dressed in palace attire, graceful and elegant.Half a step behind, the one holding the disciple ceremony, is dressed in green and has a golden ring, and has snow-skinned and beautiful appearance.

Another sword flashed like lightning, piercing the sky, and suddenly two figures appeared, a middle-aged swordsman with a majestic appearance, with a sharp sword intent in his eyes, not angry and majestic; followed closely by the side, dressed in white clothes, with a gold inlaid jade belt around his waist , Looking forward, the spirit is flying, and the appearance is beautiful.

"Jiuyi Mountain? Suzhentian? Cold and Dark Sword Sect?" As the location of the teleportation formation next to the Chongming Sect's mountain gate, Mojiabao usually has a large number of visitors.

Immediately, someone recognized the origins of these three parties, and they were all in shock, "Why did these three sects appear here?"

"A few days ago, the Holy Sect spread the news that Dao was going to prepare the Holy Son Grand Ceremony for Pei Ling's true biography. In addition to inviting the three sects of the Tiansheng Sect as usual, it seemed that they also invited the five sects of the Righteous Dao. Could it be that they came here for this? ?” A casual cultivator whispered, “They really dare to come…”

Speaking of this, I saw four monks walking out of the gate of Wubao, all of whom were incompatible with the Holy Zong.

Although the four monks were quite polite to each other, they were obviously in two groups.

Among them, a group of dragons and tigers, one old and one young, all dressed in royal costumes, were wandering around, looking around, frowning from time to time, as if they were not very satisfied with the situation of Mojiabao.

The other group, all in armor, looked calm and did not look sideways. After walking out of the gate of Wubao, they stopped. The monk who was the leader, dressed as a veteran, nodded slightly to an open space not far away, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Xi City, come here upon invitation."

His voice was not very loud, but it was like rolling thunder, spreading far away, not only the Mojiabao behind him, but even the mountain gate of Chongming Sect, heard the low-pitched announcement at this moment.

Seeing this, Qingyuan King Zhong Kuizili of the Liugai Dynasty gave a slight sneer, and also said: "The Liugai Dynasty, you are invited!"

The sound of Lang Lang spread all over the world and resounded through the mountain gate.

Immediately afterwards, announcements sounded one after another: "Han Dark Sword Sect, you are invited!"

"Su Zhentian, you are invited!"

Finally, there was Nine Yi Mountain. They took a step forward, and after landing, they bowed their hands and said kindly: "Nine Yi Mountain, you are invited!"

The five righteous ways came together, and the five announcements echoed in all directions for a long time without stopping.

Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Yin-Yang Separation and Reunion Buddha Formation could not stop buzzing, and blood-colored lines appeared repeatedly, but under the control of the monitoring palace master, it was too late to deliver a shocking blow.

In front of the gate of Mojiabao, on the original open space, the illusion suddenly disappeared, revealing the figures of Li Wujiu, Patriarch Sihong and Su Qianya.

Behind the three Patriarchs, there were several clan elders with them.

Ignoring Zhengdao's prestige, Li Wujiu bowed his hands first, and said with a smile: "Thank you for coming from afar, please come in for a while, our sect has prepared thin wine to cleanse the dust for you..."

While speaking, a large flying shuttle descended from the nine heavens, and slowly opened the hatch, revealing the luxurious and elegant furnishings inside.

"There's no need to wash the dust." The middle-aged swordsman of the Han'an Sword Sect said coldly, interrupting his polite manners, "I heard that the grand ceremony of the holy son of the noble sect, when the holy son climbed the blood ladder of all races, all the true biography of each sect can play World War I?"

These days, the five righteous paths are not in a good mood.

The Holy Son of the Demon Sect came to the throne, especially this Holy Son, Pei Ling who had sneaked into their land and slaughtered cities and clans!

The invitation was actually sent to their five righteous ways, which was clearly a provocation.

If they don't come to participate, wouldn't it appear that they are afraid of the devil?

Hearing this, the three of Li Wujiu looked at each other and laughed: Zhengdao, are you trying to make trouble?

However, since Shengzong dared to issue invitations, he naturally had no intention of going back on his word.

It's also just right, let these five hypocrite sects have a good look at the demeanor of Tianjiao of the Holy Sect!

Therefore, Li Wujiu said loudly: "That's right. However, according to the rules of my holy way, if the holy son succeeds in being enthroned, all the true disciples and sects who play must offer a piece of Dao Yun to congratulate the holy son of my sect. Make progress, grow up early, live forever, enslave all tribes, and slaughter the world!"

The middle-aged swordsman of the Cold Dark Sword Sect said with a blank expression: "Yes!"

"I heard that according to the rules of the noble sect, if the holy son is not strong enough, and his sect's true biography eliminates demons and defends the Dao on the spot, then the noble sect will also do the opposite and give him a part of the true teaching of the sect." The old man of Jiuyi Mountain stroked his chin. Lowering his long beard, he added leisurely, "But I don't know if this example is also applicable to my true teaching of righteousness?"

Li Wujiu's expression didn't change, and he said with a smile: "It's natural, but my son's aptitude and heart are all selected by the top. , it will definitely not happen.”

The middle-aged swordsman of the Cold Dark Sword Sect said forcefully: "Whether it will happen or not, you have to try it to know."

"Children are fighting for the front. As elders, we just look at it. Why do we have to fight here?" Seeing this, the Patriarch of the Sihong family laughed and stepped forward to smooth things over, "Everyone, this is not a place to talk, please log in Get on the flying shuttle and enter the sect to talk."

In a moment, everyone stepped onto the shuttle and flew away through the air.

Inside and outside Mojiabao, many monks who did not dare to show their air, wiped off their cold sweat with lingering fear, and did not dare to stay where they were, and dispersed one after another.

Chapter 378 : Last Strike.

Inside the gate, there are deep forests and dense grass.

The surrounding trees seem to be luxuriant, but looking carefully, the entire forest is actually only tree trunks, and countless hideous and distorted human faces are gathered on it like scars.

I don't know how much human skin was cut and dyed, and the trunk was fixed with soul nails to whitewash the lush crown.

In the depths of the forest, a blood pool slowly boiled, countless blood bubbles rose, and the fishy smell overflowed.

By the pool, Su Zhenhe stared blankly at the corpse puppets that were constantly heaving and breathing, and breathed out slowly.

After a while, his round of training ended, he stood up, summoned the corpse puppets, and walked out of the woods together.

After Pei Ling ascended the throne that day, he felt great pressure.

Therefore, after returning, he immediately retreated and devoted himself to cultivation.

However, the accumulation is still not enough.

After this round of retreat, although the mana is a bit stronger, and there is no problem with the condensed baby, but at most it can only be condensed into a low-grade fairy baby.

At that time, even if it can lead to the thunder disaster, it must be the weakest thunder disaster.

Not to mention the witnesses of the other three sects, even if no one stopped him, he would not be able to climb the pure blood ladder of all races!

He is a second-rank golden elixir, the limit is a middle-rank fairy baby.

According to Su Clan's records, the Blood Ladder of Ten Thousand Clans requires at least a middle-grade fairy baby to be able to successfully ascend it.

This is the reason why the masters of the upper three veins are all third-rank golden pills, but they are not qualified to become true disciples.

Because the third-rank golden elixir, even if it goes to the extreme, is just a low-rank fairy baby.

There is no hope of becoming the true biography of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter, which is meaningless to the Holy Ancestor.

Su Zhenhe was depressed. Now, he finally realized what Zhou Miaoli felt back then...

When his thoughts turned, he had already walked out of the forest, but he saw a snow-skinned and flower-looking girl in palace costume standing on a path not far away.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his younger sister Su Zuiqi, Su Zhenhe stopped and asked.

Su Zuiqi breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately came up to her and said, "Brother, you finally came out..."

Saying that, Su Zuiqi immediately got down to business, "Tianshengjiao, Wushi Villa, Reincarnation Pagoda, and the five hypocrites who claim to be righteous have all arrived at Shengzong, and now they are being arranged to live in several peaks of the inner gate. In the valley."

Su Zhenhe's expression changed, and he suddenly said in shock: "Pei Ling is already congealed?"

Su Zuiqi shook her head: "Not yet. This time, Mrs. Li invited people over first. They are sure that Pei Ling will be able to condense into a fairy baby within half a year... no, now it is within five months!"