Clan Cultivation: Starting with Liver Experience

After Lu Ya punished him slightly, he no longer paid attention to the person who was hostile to him before.

But I am still a little speechless in my heart. He is obviously a monk in the Nascent Soul realm, and he is also a Tianjiao monk under a hundred years old. Why is he so full of joy and anger, without knowing how to restrain his emotions?

Just when Lu Ya was still confused, a message suddenly came into his ears: "Brother Lu Dao, farewell to the Wanyao Sect. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

The voice was somewhat familiar. Lu Ya followed the voice and saw Fang Anhe from the Lingming Sect sitting upright on his seat, smiling and holding his hands towards him.

Lu Ya also smiled slightly, returned the greeting with his hands, and at the same time transmitted a message: "Fellow Daoist Fang, it's been a long time indeed."

"Will Brother Lu Dao also participate in the Immortal Sect Competition this time?" Fang Anhe's tone was gentle, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

Lu Ya nodded and returned: "At the invitation of Fellow Daoist Jiang and Fellow Daoist Xiahou, we will go to the Wandao Emperor Sect to participate in the Immortal Sect Competition."

"Hahaha, if Brother Lu Dao participates, then this time there will be no suspense in the Immortal Competition." Fang Anhe said firmly.

Lu Ya shook his head helplessly, "Fellow Daoist Fang really thinks too highly of Lu. This Immortal Sect Competition brings together all the talented monks from Tianyuan. I dare not say that we can definitely win."

Fang Anhe raised his eyebrows: "If Brother Lu Dao is any more humble, ordinary people like us will have no shame in living in this world."

"If Fellow Daoist Fang were all ordinary people, then there would be no genius in this world." Lu Ya replied with a smile.

After a brief chat with Fang Anhe, Lu Ya returned his attention to the field and looked at the battle stage quietly.

Different people in the stands talked and laughed with each other, expressing their guesses about who would make it to the end.

And at a certain moment when Lu Ya was facing the platform, bursts of spiritual light suddenly erupted from the heavenly sword called "The Peak of the Sword Immortal" that stretched across the sky.

The spiritual light is surging, like a magic sword piercing the sky, standing together, forming a sword-shaped curtain wall connecting the sky and the earth.

Boom!

There seemed to be a sound of turbulent waves rolling in.

Lu Ya looked up and saw boundless sword energy sweeping over the sword curtain.

The long river of sword energy reaches the Heavenly Sword, like a giant dragon spanning the sky.

Many spectators who had just been discussing enthusiastically suddenly fell into silence at this time. Even though they were all monks with great cultivation, they could only feel deep powerlessness and fear in front of such a scene.

That is a supreme power that surpasses everyone present, and it is the terrifying pressure that comes after surviving the ultimate tribulation of a monk!

That is Mahayana! It’s a real fairy!

The giant sword energy dragon continuously washed away the sword curtain, and the endless sword energy completely overwhelmed everyone's sight, strangled everyone's throats, and blocked everyone's ears.

Until a few breaths later, all the sword energy suddenly disappeared at the same time like an illusion.

There was nothing outside the sword curtain.

Everything has disappeared, except for a little light source that seems to be the center of the sky, and like a natural black hole, attracting everyone's attention.

He just stood there quietly, as if he had never moved or appeared. Even the powerful in the realm of refining the void could not see through his face. Everyone could only see a corner of his robe.

The monks from Wulianghaiya were the first to get up, including Lu Ya and Jiang Daoying.

The headmaster of Qingshi Jiange had the same reaction, and immediately stood up. Wang Shahu and others did not dare to neglect, and stood up together.

Everyone on the top of the Sword Immortal Mountain stood up, bowed to the only existence in the sky, and shouted in unison: "I have seen a true immortal!"

The space seemed to be frozen at this moment, and a kind of power that dominated the world was projected down.

Everyone present would lower their heads as soon as they felt that power.

Time became meaningless at this moment, as if millions of years had passed, and as if it was just a blink of an eye, the only opening in the sky shook the world:

"I have met you all across the boundless sea."

Lu Ya raised his head unconsciously and looked directly at the figure in the sky. He was no different from everyone else and shouted involuntarily:

"I've seen a true immortal!"

Only then did the pressure brought by that figure dissipate, but he still couldn't see his face.

Lu Ya looked up and spoke to Jiang Daoying: "Brother Jiang, is this true?"

Jiang Daoying was startled for a moment, then he narrowed his gaze slightly, nodded slightly and said, "This is my greatest confidence in Wuliang Haiya, one of the few true immortal-level ancestors in the world who has survived the catastrophe and achieved the Mahayana."

Lu Ya felt that this was indeed the case.

This is also the reason why the five great immortal sects are the five great immortal sects, because in each immortal sect there is such a supreme figure who has reached the Mahayana in cultivation, survived the heavenly tribulation, and became a true immortal.

Only this kind of supreme figure can serve as the cornerstone of the Immortal Sect and allow the Immortal Sect to stand erect in the world.

The true immortal who was above the sky spoke again: "Everyone comes here to ask questions about the immortal while you're in the mood. I hope you all return with great pleasure."

As soon as the words fell, the figure suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

The entire Sword Immortal Summit instantly fell silent after these words. Everyone was sitting in the stands, waiting with bated breath for the Immortal Questioning Conference to begin.

Xia Houjie's master Fang Taiqing's burly body was covered with a black Taoist robe. His face was serious. Even if he was the peak master of the Immortal Sect, he was not enough to preside over this meeting.

Just as everyone was concentrating on the battle stage, without any warning, a Taoist appeared out of thin air in the middle of the Heavenly Sword.

This person was wearing a low-key, restrained white-based Taoist robe with gold edges, and a snow-white Taoist bun with an ebony scabbard.

The face is old, and the white eyebrows hang down to the lower jaw, giving people a kind-hearted look.

He looked around, and finally with his back to the boundless sea, facing the four directions of the world, he nodded slightly and saluted.

"Wuliang Haiya holds the sword, and I have met all of you fellow Taoists."

The Taoist who appeared out of thin air was the Great Elder Lan Jian Taoist from Wuliang Haiya.

His face looked a little old, but his voice was like a sheathed sword. It was subtle but could shock the listener's mind.

"This Immortal Questioning Conference will be hosted by me." He said slowly.

He activated it with one hand, and the magic power spread. Three sword platforms were born out of thin air from the Heavenly Sword. Each sword platform was only ten feet long and five feet wide.

Xia Houjie's explanation sounded in Lu Ya's ears at the right time: "Brother Lu, although these three sword platforms only have such a small range, once you enter the sword platform, you will find that you are in an extremely In the vast space.”

"Sumina mustard seeds." Lu Ya thought to himself.

At the same time, I have become accustomed to it. If there is not even a fairy gate like this, it will be a bit of a joke.

The three sword platforms rose, and then the Taoist holding the sword said: "Many geniuses from the Southern Region are invited to enter."

He came to the three sword platforms in one step and placed them. His face was still old, but his voice had a sharp edge out of thin air: "You should all know the rules of the Immortal Questioning Conference. Each of you has your opponent.

However, I have another word for you all talented people: life and death are determined by fate, so act according to your ability. "

"Invite all the geniuses to enter the sword platform!"

Not far away from Lu Ya, Wang Shahu of the Bluestone Sword Pavilion stood up calmly. He took one step forward, and his body looked like an unsheathed divine sword.

With every step he took, a powerful sword intent emerged from his body. With each step, the sword intent became stronger and stronger. He just stepped out of the stands and became the focus of everyone's attention.

After five steps, he had already stepped into the sword platform in the middle.

At this time, Wang Shahu's opponent stood opposite him.

It was a monk in black standing with a sword behind his back. Just standing there, one could feel a sharp sword coming towards them.

Jidao Sword Alliance, Song Zhan!

Xia Houjie's voice sounded: "The Bluestone Sword Pavilion and the Jidao Sword Alliance are both the top forces in the Southern Territory. One uses swords and the other uses knives. The sword fight has never been cut off since ancient times, and it is inevitable that the two forces will fight each other." got into a sword fight.

Every time the Immortal Questioning Conference is held, there will be a battle between the top geniuses of the Bluestone Sword Pavilion and the Jidao Sword Alliance. "

Lu Ya could hear that Xia Houjie's voice was a little excited, and he couldn't help but look at the Fangjiantai a few more times.

He had naturally heard of the Jida Sword Alliance, but because he had no contact with the Jida Sword Alliance, he only heard about it and did not know much about the Jida Sword Alliance.

Now it seems that Song Zhan's momentum is also extremely strong, almost rivaling Wang Shahu's, and he is really not weak.

The fate of the two top forces in the Southern Region immediately attracted a lot of attention.

In contrast, the grievances on the other two sword platforms seem less important.

Song Zhan's face was as cold as ice, and his slight stubble and long hanging hair all revealed the loneliness of the swordsman.

He looked at Wang Shahu opposite him, his eyes without any warmth, just waiting for something silently.

The same is true for King Shahu of Qingshi Sword Pavilion. The battle between swords can even be extended to be called a battle between great avenues. For this reason, they and the Jidao Sword Alliance have tried to persuade each other countless times.

After entering the sword platform, it was like entering a new world. The sounds and gazes from the outside stands quickly faded away at this moment.

The two of them waited in silence until the "start" was heard.

"bass!"

So in the next moment, a dazzling sword light erupted from the sword platform, and the sharp energy locked firmly on Wang Shahu.

Song Zhan took one step forward, and when he stepped down, the air was forced out of the soft mud pit, which was the kind of stacked traces distorted by power.

suddenly!

With one kick, Song Zhan disappeared from the spot. A thousandth of an instant later, he appeared in front of Wang Shahu with Feng Lei wrapped around him, and he slashed down with the long knife in his hand.

Wherever the blade passed, an extremely black thread spread, and even the space was cut open by the blade.

Faced with Song Zhan's sword, Wang Shahu didn't even take a step back. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out the surging sword energy, and a sword pill appeared in front of everyone along with the sword energy.

The moment the sword pill appeared, it stretched into a small three-inch sword in the sword energy. The sword quickly spun around in the air like a swimming dragon, then turned into a bright light and shot directly at Song Zhan's head.

Ding!

A blast of gold and iron resounded throughout the world of the sword platform, and it was enough to shock people even outside the sword platform.

The three-inch sword pill spun around, Song Zhan stepped down, and his figure disappeared again.

Both of them are monks in the Nascent Soul realm, and they are most likely talented monks who have achieved magical powers. The battle between the two is extremely fast.

Fortunately, those present were all people with sufficient cultivation, and outside the sword platform, there were many water mirrors that reflected the movements of the two in the sword platform.

Therefore, it was difficult to watch at most, but no one could clearly see the battle between them.

Song Zhan's figure appeared dozens of feet away. The next moment he stepped down again, and the same scene appeared again. In the next moment, he still appeared in front of Wang Shahu.

The long sword with an extremely long arc was cut down again. Wang Shahu's eyes were calm and he did not mind his opponent's choice at all. Instead, he used the three-inch sword pill again and stabbed Song Zhan's sword.

Another bang!

What followed was a series of sharp explosions that were heavier than the other.

Song Zhan seemed to be teleporting, constantly appearing around Wang Shahu, and the sword light was like a prison, almost completely engulfing him.

Its speed is so fast that even the water mirror outside the sword platform can only reveal a blurry figure.

Within just three breaths of the start of the battle, Song Zhan of the Jidao Sword Alliance had already unleashed his full firepower and was about to kill Wang Shahu here.

Such dense sword light and such intensive attacks made those watching almost forget to breathe.

Lu Ya looked at the fight between the two in the sword platform with a hint of interest.

Song Zhan of the Jidao Sword Alliance is really very strong, and he can still suppress him when facing the contemporary senior brother of Qingshi Sword Pavilion.

But this suppression is only temporary, because Lu Ya understands that this Wang Shahu is definitely more than the moral character he shows now.

So the next moment, in the sky full of sword light, Wang Shahu stretched out his right hand and made a clasping gesture.

There was only a flash of light, and the three-inch sword ball appeared in his palm like a swimming fish. As he swung his arm, the sword ball quickly grew in size. When Wang Shahu completely swung the sword, the sword ball It has become no different from Chang Jian.

The sword he swung seemed ordinary, but just such a sword cut away all the swords that came from around him.

After Wang Shahu swung his sword, he stood still and did not move at all. Song Zhan also returned to his previous position at the same time. At first glance, neither of them had changed at all, but in fact the two of them had fought for hundreds of years. trick.

"Huh! It's exciting to watch this kind of battle between monks with superb cultivation. The feeling is unforgettable." Xia Houjie exhaled hard and stared at the sword platform, watching the battle between the two people in the sword platform. (End of chapter)