While others are practicing leveling, I am cultivating immortality, and I will survive until I reach

As soon as Su Xing stepped onto the venue of the Wen Dao Conference, his eyes lit up.

Because the richness of the Dao and laws in this place is more than twenty times higher than that in the lower realm!

At the same time, just as Su Xing saw from a distance.

In this venue of ten thousand feet in radius, there are actually more than a thousand cultivators!

"Tsk tsk... the worst one is also a cultivator at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal..."

"In this small dojo, Daluo is everywhere, and Taiyi is worse than a dog!"

Su Xing sighed softly. In this area of ​​ten thousand feet, there were actually hundreds of Daluo Jinxian!

It is hard to imagine, if all these monks lived to the afterlife, what would those alien races have to fear?

"Friend Su, that statue..."

Qingfeng Daluo on the side pointed to a meter-high statue in the middle of the Taoist temple.

There are ten cushions around the statue.

Nine of the cushions were already occupied.

Now, there is only one empty futon left.

And those nine people sitting on the cushions...

Su Xing opened his eyes wide, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"Actually... there are nine saints!"

"In ancient times, the legend of the ten saints coexisting in the world is indeed true!"

At this moment, the nine saints each transformed themselves into ordinary people, sitting on the cushions and meditating honestly.

Within a hundred feet radius of the statue, there were only the nine saints.

But a hundred feet away, it was lively.

Su Xing could tell at a glance that there seemed to be two forces competing against each other, as if trying to snatch the last seat on the cushion.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that there must be something mysterious about this last cushion, and it was definitely related to the opportunity to become a saint!

At this moment, at the Wen Dao Conference venue, two forces were confronting each other.

They are the "Imperial Court" composed of the demon clan, dragon and phoenix clans!

With hundreds of Daluo Golden Immortals and several Semi-Saints leading the way, its strength can be said to be the leader in the world of immortal cultivation of this era.

On the other side, there is the witch clan led by the twelve ancestor witches, as well as some middle-class races, including the human race.

Although the alliance formed by the demon clan and the dragon and phoenix clan is more powerful, the witch clan is no pushover either.

Among the twelve ancient witches, six of them have achieved semi-saint status.

The remaining six also reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian, and were invincible under the Half-Saint.

In addition, there are dozens of powerful witches whose strength is not inferior to the Golden Immortals, as well as the Golden Immortals from other races.

The total number is no less than one hundred, not much weaker than the alliance of the demon clan and the dragon and phoenix clan.

"Friend Su... you see these two great forces are fighting against each other, all for the final seat of sainthood!"

"Unlike us, the Xiantian sect, which is detached from the world... and does not need the help of this cushion!"

Zhenhuo Daluo said with a smile, looking superior.

Su Xing was moved after hearing this, and asked:

"Then why don't we from the Xiantian sect participate in the fight for this opportunity to become a saint?"

Taoist friend Qingfeng on the side smiled and explained:

"Friend Su, are you afraid that you have gone insane during your retreat?"

"We are born before heaven and earth, and we are blessed with unique advantages... The path we have taken is already smooth..."

"Even without the help of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, as long as time passes, you can become a saint!"

"Don't forget, our ancestor... is a Taoist senior!"

As he spoke, Qingfeng Daluo looked at the sculpture in the middle of the conference venue with an expression of admiration.

"In another month, it will be the time for the ancestor to show his divine power... At that time, his divine consciousness will be attached to this sculpture and preach to all the cultivators in the world!"

"All the cultivators in the entire Zhou Mountain can gain something from the sound of the great way of the ancestor."

"Of course, the position on the top of the mountain is the best, and the understanding of the great Dao is the most sufficient...Among them, the position on the ten cushions is the most important!"

"After all, with the blessing of the ancestor's Hongmeng purple energy... the speed of comprehending the great Dao will be many times faster!"

"besides……"

The two innate creatures at the side talked incessantly to Su Xing.

In this era, the number of innate creatures is scarce, with only a few dozen in the world.

Therefore, it can only be regarded as a small tribe, but each of them has amazing strength.

The innate creatures, who are proud of being born before heaven and earth, have a natural sense of superiority and transcendence, and naturally disdain to compete with ordinary cultivators.

Especially within the innate creatures, they are extremely united and are willing to help each other.

"Friend Su... look at the nine saints on the cushion!"

"Five of them are from my Xiantian clan!"

"As for the remaining four seats, two are occupied by the Wu Clan, two Wu Clan saints who call themselves Hou Tu and Kua Fu..."

"The other two saints are from the dragon and phoenix clans, namely the dragon clan and the phoenix clan..."

"That is why these two factions are competing for the last Saint seat..."

“Although the ancestor once said that after becoming a saint, one can no longer interfere with the situation in Pangu World… but that is the seat of a saint! Even if one does nothing, having one more saint is enough to intimidate others and suppress the situation!”

After listening to Qingfeng Daluo's words, Su Xing nodded in agreement.

At this moment, he finally understood why there were so many conflicts between the two major forces.

"But I think the Master of Tianji Pavilion should have joined a certain faction... Otherwise, how could he have achieved enlightenment and become a saint thousands of years later?"

"And that Blood River Ancestor... maybe he's among them too..."

Su Xing thought to himself, and began to look at the cultivators within a radius of ten thousand feet.

Soon, Su Xing saw a familiar figure.

That look is clearly... Miss Tianji!

Su Xing's heart was shocked, and he murmured:

"Finally met him? Master Tianji Pavilion!"

When Su Xing saw Miss Tianji, Miss Tianji in the distance obviously also noticed Su Xing.

"Fellow Daoist Su, do you know that fellow Daoist Tianji?" Qingfeng Daluo on the side asked curiously.

Su Xing's heart was shocked, and he shook his head subconsciously:

"I don't know her, but that woman seems to be very extraordinary?"

Qingfeng Daluo nodded after hearing this and said:

"Of course, this Miss Tianji has been a prominent figure in the past 100,000 years!"

"He comes from a small, middle-class clan called the Human Race, but his strength has reached the level of a semi-saint."

"Tens of thousands of years ago, he formed an alliance with the Wu Clan and is a strong contender for the Saint seat!"

After Su Xing heard this, his heart moved. So that's how it is.

I guess Miss Tianji allied with the witch clan and finally got the chance to become a saint.

So, in this battle, will the Witch Clan be the final winner?

Wake up thoughtfully.

Qingfeng Daluo on the side continued to introduce:

"There is also a newcomer from the Demon Court, who is also a prominent figure in the past 100,000 years. He and Miss Tianji are known as the two most outstanding people in the world..."

"This genius calls himself Taoist Xuehe. I heard that his true form is a real dragon, and his cultivation has reached the semi-saint stage. This time he will represent the Demon Court to compete for the last futon spot."

Su Xing's brows jumped when he heard this, and soon he saw the so-called Taoist priest Xuehe.

"This person should be the Blood River Ancestor...but isn't this aura a little too young?"

Su Xing frowned slightly.

The Blood River Ancestor should be a figure from the end of the ancient times. By the time of Su Xing, he should have been more than 100 million years old.

At this age, even a Daluo Jinxian should have the air of old age.

But the young man in front of him had starry eyebrows, sharp eyes and a handsome appearance. Except for a gloomy look between his brows, he looked like a prodigy of the younger generation.

Soon, a bold guess appeared in Su Xing's mind.

"Is it... taking over someone else's body?"

It is almost certain that someone has taken over another's body.

Because even the Golden Immortal can remain young forever.

But if you live too long, the old age is inevitable.

This effect can only be achieved by taking over another body and using some secret methods to "live a new life".

“Tsk tsk, it seems that the Blood River Patriarch possessed the body of a descendant of the dragon clan, and then in just a few hundred thousand years, he cultivated to the semi-saint realm…”

"If the True Dragon Clan discovered this phenomenon, I wonder what would happen?"

Su Xing raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a rather playful expression.

You must know that the True Dragon clan attaches the most importance to bloodline, and if they find out that the body has been possessed by someone else.

With the current power of the dragon clan, even a half-saint would have a narrow escape from death!

"As long as this news is exposed, it will only be a matter of time before the Master of Tianji Pavilion becomes a saint!"

Su Xing looked towards Miss Tianji in the distance.

Since I know this, Miss Tianji should naturally be able to see it as well.

"It seems that they are preparing to expose this matter as a trump card at the last minute..."

Su Xing thought to himself.

So Su Xing curiously asked Qingfeng Daluo who was standing beside him:

"Fellow Daoist Qingfeng, these two forces are fighting for the final spot in the Sainthood. I wonder... how they are going to compete?"

There is only one cushion containing the primordial purple energy, and there is only one chance left to become a saint.

So, how will this competition be fought?

Su Xing was a little curious...

Is it a fight of arms or a fight of words?

Or it could be a competition of qualifications, resources, etc., which all require careful consideration.

Qingfeng Daluo, who was standing by, laughed and said:

"Friend Su, you have been in seclusion for too long and don't know much about the world!"

"This Hongmeng Purple Qi has its own spiritual wisdom. It cannot be convinced by force..."

"It is often the case that the Hongmeng Purple Qi seeks a good master on its own!"

"I heard that the recognition of the master by Hongmeng Purple Qi seems to be related to aptitude, or is it the hope of becoming a saint?"

"Therefore, both parties will each put forward the person who has the best hope of becoming a saint... Whoever is recognized by this purple energy will naturally be able to sit on this cushion!"

"Otherwise, even if you force yourself to sit on the futon, you will feel uncomfortable and won't get any benefit at all..."

After Su Xing heard this, his heart moved. Could it be that this Hongmeng purple energy actually has such an effect?

In the end, to attain enlightenment and become a saint, is it really just a matter of luck and opportunity?

“Tsk tsk… That’s right. To be able to cultivate to the Saint level, even if one’s talent is unparalleled in the world, the more important thing is the blessing and luck…”

After figuring out the rules of the Wen Dao Conference, Su Xing quietly waited for the official opening of the conference in a month.

Su Xing did not waste this time, but met many "fellow Taoists" in this venue.

Of course, Su Xing’s main purpose was to talk to the Master of Tianji Pavilion.

Before the Dao Conference begins, these thousands of top experts will exchange their cultivation experiences with each other, as well as trade and sell treasures.

You know, these are treasures from ancient times!

Su Xing was so jealous!

Even with Su Xing's net worth, he can only be considered as "moderately rich" in this dojo.

There is a Golden Immortal who is very wealthy and is selling immortal liquid. The amount of liquid is almost like a river!

You must know that this is an elixir as vast as a river!