Drunken Immortal Gourd

Seeing the Yin-Yang Sect, Qingyang couldn’t help but think of Yu Mengmiao. Miaomiao was given to the Yin-Yang Sect by the Liang family, and he directly worshiped a Jindan elder as a teacher, which was much higher than others. I haven’t seen him for ten years now, and I don’t know how Yu Mengmiao is going, or whether he will come to the Trial of Chaos Demon Valley.

But thinking about Yu Mengmiao’s age, she is only sixteen or seventeen years old now. Shouldn’t the elder be willing to let her take risks? Moreover, when the two separated, Miao Miao was just guided by herself to start cultivating immortals, and she only opened the second level of the Meridian Realm. At this time, I am afraid that her cultivation will be similar to his own. The competition between them has become more intense, and it is not very likely that they want to get a magic order with this cultivation base.

Seeing the magic weapon used by Yin Yang Sect descended slowly, Qing Yang shook his head and stopped the thoughts in his heart. Qingyang, Chen Biwang, and Lu Feng stood behind the crowd, watching everyone welcome the arrival of Yin Yang Sect.

The huge inkstone fell to the ground, and the middle-aged scribe in front of him flicked his sleeves, stepped directly out of the inkstone with his feet, and walked towards everyone in the air.

Only when the cultivation base reaches the base-building period can you control the magic weapon to fly, and only when the cultivation base reaches the golden core stage, can you not use the weapon and fly directly in the air. This hand is so unrestrained, I can’t help but look at the trial disciples around me, and I don’t know when I can do this.

The middle-aged scribe walking in the air shocked countless disciples around with one hand, but it also caused dissatisfaction among some people. The golden core elder of the Palace of Demon Man Lin sneered and said: “Wei Haoran, who did you show this hand to? Is it for fear that others will not know that you are a Golden Core cultivator?”

The middle-aged scribe, known as Wei Haoran, did have the intention to express himself, but he was smashed in person, especially in the presence of the younger generations of various sects, and suddenly made him a little unable to come to Taiwan. Wei Haoran said angrily: ” Savage, what do I do to you?”

Na Man Lin didn’t seem to worry about angering Wei Haoran, and said with his arms around: “Huh, Old Man, I don’t rub the sand in my eyes. For some people, I just can’t see it.”

Seeing that Man Lin was aiming at himself like this, Wei Haoran felt suspicious in his heart, and quickly realized that he nodded and said: “Barbarian, you were sneered when I came here. Could it be because my Yin-Yang sect disciple taught you half a year ago? What about the younger generation?”

Hearing Wei Haoran’s mention of the old things, Man Lin suddenly became angry and said: “The surname is Wei. It is obviously that your Yin-Yang sect disciple has deceived people too much and provokes the disciples of the Summoning Hall in every possible way. You disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect relied on the crowds to injure my disciples in the Demon Palace.”

Wei Haoran sneered: “To blame, you can only blame your disciples in the Hall of Demon’s inferior skills. What else can you say if you lose in a fight? Could it be that you still want to find a place for your younger generation?”

Man Lin was completely irritated. He stared his eyes and said: “Bi Jibi, I am afraid that you will not succeed? Not to mention you Wei Haoran, even if the business is on the same side, I am still not afraid.”

Shang Jueqing is naturally the woman standing on top of the ice mirror behind. She is also the Golden Core elder of the Yin and Yang Sect. She is called the Fairy of Jue Qing, and together with Wei Haoran, she sent her disciples over to participate in the Trial of Chaos Demon Valley. She had just taken the disciple under the ice mirror, but Man Lin didn’t expect that a word would get her up, so she coldly snorted and stood beside Wei Haoran, with a tendency to move forward and retreat together.

The seven immortal gates seem to be peaceful on the surface, but in fact there are still a lot of invisible filth in private, especially among the sects of relatively close strength, the competition is extremely fierce. As the second largest faction after Yin-Yang Sect, Zhen Demon Hall has more open and secret fights with Yin-Yang Sect.

The situation on the field became tense for a while. Although several Jindan elders did not show off their aura, the tense atmosphere still forced the trial disciples to retreat. Elder Wusi was afraid that they would fight regardless, so he hurriedly took a step forward and pulled La Manlin’s arm.

Man Lin was impatient and impatient. Seeing Elder Wusi pulling himself, he said angrily: “Old Wusi, what are you doing? Could it be that you also belong to the hypocrite Wei Haoran?”

Elder Wusi laughed a few times, and said: “You really have a temperament, so many disciples are watching, how well are we Jindan elders shouting and killing here?”

Man Lin understood that Elder Wusi was telling the truth, but he couldn’t swallow it. About half a year ago, the Onmyoji Sect had a conflict with several disciples of the Hall of Demon Surgery. As a result, the disciples of Hall of Sovereign Sovereign suffered a great loss. Some of them were descendants of his own descendants. Killed. It is said that as a Jindan monk, he should have been taken lightly by this kind of thing, but his temperament was born like this, and it hasn’t changed in any way for hundreds of years~www.wuxiax.com~ But he also knows that even if he is with Wei Haoran might not be able to find a place to fight back, both of them had similar cultivation bases, and the outcome was five to five. But the Yin and Yang Sect came this time with two Jindan cultivators, and the business judgment would definitely not let go. If the two of them unite, they are one against two, and the possibility of winning is almost impossible.

While hesitating, there was another thing galloping in the air from a distance. It looked like a mountain that had shrunk many times. It was seven or eight feet in length and two or three feet in height. At the highest point of the mountain, stood a short and fat man with a bald head, a round face, and a big belly. His body width was almost equal to his height.

On the rolling mountain peaks, there were nearly a hundred monks standing. Except for a few foundation-building monks, the others were young disciples who participated in the Trial of Chaos Demon Valley. Most of them were male practitioners and fewer female disciples.

Six of the seven immortal gates have already arrived, so don’t ask the rest, it must be Lingxi Valley. When the Lingxi Valley arrives, all the immortal gates of the Kyushu Continent are gathered, and the trial can begin tomorrow.

In a blink of an eye, the small mountain peak had already flown in front of everyone, and then it fell to the ground with a bang, lifting up smoke and dust in the sky. After a long time, the chunky monk walked out of the smoke and dust, and cursed as he walked: “This kind of heavy magic weapon is really not suitable for flying with a disciple. I rushed all the way from Lingxi Valley to Demon Burial Mountain, but I was exhausted. NS.”

The chunky monk finished speaking, and when no one spoke to himself, he couldn’t help but feel a little puzzled. He looked at the reactions of the people around him, and he suddenly said, “The Trial of Chaos Demon Valley is about to begin, why the disciple hasn’t started yet. For the competition, did you elders Jin Dan start the fight first?”

Elder Wusi smiled and said: “Elder Luo is joking, how can there be any fight? It’s just a misunderstanding between Elder Man and Elder Wei, we are just trying to persuade him.”