Demon's Diary

Chapter 1248 A group of demons dancing wildly 1180

Looking up, there are three flagpoles more than ten feet high erected on the attic. The three wide flags are fluttering under the blowing of the sea wind, which looks very eye-catching.

What is engraved on the flag is the symbol of Yuanmomen, Tianyuezong, and Blood River Palace.

On the open square in front of the attic, a high platform with a height of seven to eight feet was built, and the surrounding area was crowded with hundreds of casual cultivators of the human race.

Disciples dressed in the costumes of the three major sects are busy on the high platform at the moment. From time to time, casual practitioners climb up the high platform, as if they are signing up.

Liu Ming and his party also gradually approached the high platform.

"The younger generation heard that this Ascension to Immortals Conference is mainly about fighting skills. Loose cultivators who want to participate in the conference should sign up here with the three major sects, and then arrange one-on-one competitions according to their cultivation level. Only by winning three rounds can they pass. After screening, the seniors of the three sects in the condensate stage will appraise the qualifications of the spiritual veins, and if they pass, they will be able to enter the walls of these Yunchuan sects." The big man surnamed Yue said with a look of longing.

Liu Ming's eyes fell on the disciples of the three sects on the high platform. They were all disciples at the stage of spiritual apprentices, and their cultivation was the highest, but not at the late stage of spiritual apprentices.

Then he turned his eyes and looked at the tall attic behind, where all the monks in the condensation period were there.

He frowned.

In his spiritual perception, a familiar person should be among them.

In the attic, a slender female cultivator in white stood by the window, looking at the crowd in the open space in front of her.

The female cultivator has a beautiful appearance, but her expression is very cold. She is about 25 or [-] years old, with a long white sword on her back, faintly exuding a frosty sword aura.

There was a sound of footsteps, the female cultivator in white turned around, and a young man walked up the stairs.

"I've met Uncle Zhang." The young man bowed respectfully to the nun.

"Okay, there's no need to be too polite, how is the matter going?" the female cultivator in white waved her hand and asked.

"As of today, more than 300 casual cultivators have signed up for the conference," the young man said.

"Since the number has reached the target, let's start screening as soon as possible. The sea people near Shuang'ao Island have been a little bit ready to move recently. We need to hurry up to avoid long nights and dreams." The female cultivator in white nodded and then walked downstairs. , At the same time, he said so in his mouth.

"Yes." The young man followed behind, hastily agreed, and then sneaked a look at the white-clothed female cultivator in front, his eyes could not help but flash the color of awe.

This female cultivator in white is not only the highest person in charge of the Yunchuan Alliance in Shuangao Island, but also a member of the three true six sons of the Yunchuan Alliance. He has killed countless Sea Clans, and his reputation spreads far and wide, and his special physique of the psychic sword body is even more favored by the elders of the Yunchuan sects at the crystallization stage, and he is the most promising one in the alliance to advance to the crystallization stage Healer of the Condensation Period.

"By the way, how is the blood-damaged fellow Taoist now?" the female cultivator suddenly turned her head and asked.

"I heard from the people in the Blood River Hall that the blood-disabled uncle has not recovered from his injuries and is still recuperating." The young man hurriedly replied.

The female nun frowned, then nodded without saying anything.

The two quickly walked out of the attic and came to the high platform in front.

The appearance of the female cultivator caused the casual cultivators gathered around the high platform to start talking about it.

"This senior is carrying a long sword, so he should be the person in charge of the Ascension to Immortals Conference, Senior Tianyue Zong Jianxiu Zhang Xiuniang." Near the high platform, a man surnamed Yue said to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming stared blankly at the woman in white on the high platform as if she had never heard of it.

The big man surnamed Yue gave Liu Ming a strange look, but he was sensible and didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and began to discuss with a few of his subordinates about going to sign up.

Liu Ming finally withdrew his gaze, and a strange look appeared on his face.

At the beginning, he had a relationship with Zhang Xiuniang for seven lifetimes in the fantasy world of Mengying Gu, which made him always have a strange feeling about this girl.

Looking back now, it has been a hundred years, and when we meet again here, I am naturally quite embarrassed.

Speaking of which, among the disciples of Tianyue Sect, except for that little girl Qian Ruping, he also has some friendship with this girl.

However, the current situation is inconvenient to meet directly, he plans to find another opportunity to meet this woman later.

On the high platform, Zhang Xiuniang didn't notice Liu Ming, and whispered a few words to the young man beside her.

The young man nodded, took a step forward, and said loudly to the many casual cultivators in the audience: "As of today, more than [-] monks have signed up for the Ascension to the Immortal Conference. The process will be announced tomorrow, all fellow daoists who signed up to recharge their batteries today and prepare for tomorrow's battle in the arena."

As soon as this remark came out, the rogue cultivators around the high platform immediately clamored and buzzed.

"This fellow Taoist of the Tianyue Sect, I have several friends who are also attracted to the Immortal Conference, but they haven't had time to get here yet. I wonder if we can postpone the registration time for a few days?" A gray-shirted man under the high platform raised his voice.

"Hehe, you don't have to worry. This time, our Yunchuan Alliance recruits more than the [-] people who signed up at this moment. The Ascension to Immortal Conference will continue to be held. Those who can't catch up with this round will still be in the future. Don't worry." The young man said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone in the audience immediately felt at ease.

"One more thing, I think you all know that now that the Sea Clan is aggressively expanding its power, hunting and killing human monks like me, the senior management of the Yunchuan Alliance decided to establish a stronghold on this Shuangao Island. But all human monks, as long as they are Qingbai , you can stay here as our foreign affairs disciples of the Yunchuan Alliance, and jointly resist the invasion of the Hai Clan, and worship favorably." The young man paused, and continued to speak loudly.

The expressions of the casual cultivators around the high platform changed when they heard the words, and then their expressions changed. Only a small number of them showed excitement and applauded loudly, but most of the casual cultivators seemed a little shy.

Seeing the expressions of the people around him, the young man frowned, and when he was about to say a few more words, a long laugh came from afar.

"Fellow human Taoists, it's okay for you to borrow a place to recruit some disciples, but now you are brazenly expanding your power on Shuang'ao Island, don't you think we are too low!" Somewhere on the east side of the high platform, a group The man in black came over aggressively, and a sinister voice rang out from the mouth of the leader.

Most of these people in black robes are thin and tall, with white skin and strange blue eyes. The leader is unusually tall, and the black robes on his body are embroidered with gold edging. Obviously, his identity is much higher than other people .

When the casual cultivators near the high platform saw the crowd approaching, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly retreated to the side.

"It's a member of the Jingjue clan!" The big man surnamed Yue changed his expression greatly when he saw the person coming, and hurriedly took his few people back two steps.

"Exquisite family?" Liu Ming asked with a frown.

"They are the aborigines of Shuang'ao Island, and they can be regarded as a very powerful alien force on the island. There are several masters of the liquid condensation period in the clan." The big man surnamed Yue said in a low voice.

Liu Ming nodded slowly when he heard the words, and turned his eyes to look at the crowd in black robes. There were a few people there whose aura was completely different from the others.

"It turned out to be the patriarch of the Jingjue clan. Zhang Xiuniang has seen it." The Jingjue clan walked near the high platform, Zhang Xiuniang waved her hand to make the silver-robed youth retreat, and said slowly.

"Zhang Daoyou, you are polite." Although the man in the gold-rimmed black robe spoke arrogantly just now, he still seemed a little afraid in the face of Zhang Xiuniang, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said unnaturally.

"The patriarch seems to have some complaints about our Yunchuan Alliance coming here?" Zhang Xiuniang said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Hmph, I, the Jingjue Clan, don't care about the battle between your Human Race and the Sea Clan. It's fine for you to recruit some disciples here, but if you want to establish a resident here, it is absolutely impossible." The Jingjue Patriarch said in a strong tone.

"Oh, our human race doesn't intend to fight against the nobles, and the establishment of a stronghold here is just to resist the Hai clan." Zhang Xiuniang said lightly as her eyes flashed.

"Hey, your Human Race speaks nicely, but once the Sea Clan knows what you are doing here, they will definitely send people to attack. It is hard to guarantee that we, the aborigines of Shuang'ao Island, will not be involved." The clan leader Jingjue said coldly .

"Oh, the patriarch meant what he wanted?" Zhang Xiuniang seemed to have a look of anger on her face, but it quickly subsided, and said in a deep voice.

To establish a stronghold on Shuang'ao Island, the human race may need to unite with other forces on the island to resist the sea race, so the fight with the Jingjue race should not be too rigid.

"It's easy to say. I heard that the Yunchuan Alliance sent three spiritual masters this time. They are all elites of the Yunchuan Dazong. Zhang Daoyou is even a sword repairer. He must be amazing. Let me ask you for advice, come to a three-on-three fight. If you win, I will never ask a word whether it is recruiting disciples or establishing a stronghold. But if you lose, hehe, from today onwards, human monks You must not set foot on Shuang'ao Island again." The clan leader Jingjue said coldly with a smile.

Zhang Xiuniang's eyes flashed, and she looked up and down at the Jingjue patriarch in front of her.

Although the Jingjue family has some strength in Shuang'ao Island, its strength is at best similar to that of a large cultivating family in Yunchuan Continent. Now they dare to openly confront the Yunchuan Alliance directly, which is really beyond her expectations.

The surrounding casual cultivators also showed dissatisfaction on their faces when they heard the words, and they all made loud noises.

"What, you actually want to ban all human monks from entering Shuang'ao Island, you elite race is too much!"

"That's right, this is not the territory of your elite race."

"Besides, we are just casual cultivators, not members of the Yunchuan Alliance."

Among the crowd, the corner of Liu Ming's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sneer.

(End of this chapter)