Chapter 145 Floating Man
Trial Valley, southeast.
at this time.
Many fellow disciples know each other and gather together in groups of three or three. Of course, there are many monks who are unique.
Among them, most of the monks looked worried at this moment, as if they were impressed by their future, including those precious disciples under the foundation-building master.
Of course, there are also monks with calm faces and relaxed expressions, lying leisurely on the grass, as if they were on a trip.
There was also fairy Leng who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with no expression on her face, as if her fellow disciples around her were owed her spirit stones.
Not long.
A fat man with a blessing came over. At this moment, Jiang Fugui no longer had the usual laughter and laughed, and walked over with a worried look.
"Junior Brother Cheng."
Jiang Fugui greeted him in a low voice, came to Cheng Buzheng, and sat on the grass.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng didn't ask him why he came to take the trial.
There are only two points. First, his cousin has used up the foundation-building pill, and there is no extra foundation-building pill.
The second reason is that even a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage will find it difficult to get a Foundation Establishment Stage Pill.
What's more, after this trial, the secret realm will be opened again after 60 years, and the number of foundation-building pills in the sect is also very short of.
After all, foundation-building pills are strategic resources, especially in this difficult time, every foundation-building pill in the sect needs to be carefully calculated.
At the same time, Cheng Buzheng did not comfort him. After all, he needed to participate in the trial, so what qualifications do he have to comfort others?
immediately.
Cheng Buzheng said nothing, and sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and rested, and waited quietly.
The next day.
In the early morning, under the arrangement of several uncles, many disciples were arranged neatly, waiting for the arrival of other immortal sects.
Two hours later, there was still no one.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng frowned. After looking around, he saw that many disciples looked a little ugly, but no monk spoke, and there were still many disciples in this kind of cunning.
What's more, there is an uncle next to him. Even among the five uncles in the foundation-building stage, one of them is not very good-looking.
suddenly.
There was a slight commotion in the neat team, and many monks looked into the distance.
In response to this, Cheng Buzheng subconsciously followed everyone's eyes and looked into the distance.
I saw a black dot approaching quickly in the distance. When Cheng Bujian could see clearly, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air in his heart.
After the black dot was enlarged, it revealed a huge palace, extremely luxurious and solemn, like a fairy palace in the sky, emitting a misty light of inspiration.
Many disciples couldn't help but start talking.
See this.
"quiet!"
A black-robed foundation-building master couldn't help but speak:
"This is the Feixian Palace of Beicang Gate. Don't make a fuss, you will lose the face of our Baiyun Gate!"
Finally, the uncle couldn't help but snorted coldly.
But the effect is surprisingly good, and there is no more talk.
but.
Cheng Buzheng saw some monks with his lips slightly moved, as if he was using the sound transmission technique.
It can be seen that this scene has a relatively large impact on the monks of Baiyun Sect.
Not long.
The fairy palace with a floating fairy spirit is suspended above the Trial Valley.
immediately.
A man in high-end dress who looked like a middle-aged man walked out of the Immortal Palace and floated in the air.
Then, several foundation-building cultivators walked out of the Immortal Palace. Under the leadership of these people, many disciples came out one after another and flew towards the northeast of the Trial Valley.
See this.
The middle-aged man in good looks reached out and held it with his hand. The huge Feixian Palace in front of him quickly became smaller. When he entered his hand, it was only the size of a palm, and then it was put into a golden storage bag.
Immediately.
The middle-aged man turned into a ray of inspiration and flew to Master Huang, who was sitting cross-legged on the mountainside, who closed his eyes to rest.
at the same time.
Master Huang's eyes, which had been closing, suddenly opened, and looked at the middle-aged man flying towards him with a smile.
Less tilt.
The middle-aged man stood in the air and clasped his fists at Master Huang and said:
"This time, Baiyun Sect is a fellow Huang again, you are leading the team!"
"I am a polite person!"
Hearing words.
Master Huang smiled slightly, bowed, and said:
"I did not attend the last time my fellow Taoist's golden elixir banquet. I hope my fellow Taoist will not be surprised!"
"Some trivial things are not worth mentioning!"
The floating son shook his head and said:
"Now it's time to close the secret realm again, and it's the last trial!"
"Last time, in the trial before the secret realm was closed, my Immortal Sect disciples suffered a surprise attack from the Demon Sect disciples, and the major Immortal Sects also suffered heavy losses!"
"Now, you can be prepared in advance this time!"
"Everyone is the three major immortal sects of Jin State, so we should join forces to fight against the Demonic Sect!"
Hearing words.
Master Huang nodded slightly and replied:
"Yes, this is a good word. You and I are both in the Immortal Alliance, so it should be!"
"But you also know that once you enter the secret realm, we can't control what those younger generations do!"
"Fellow Taoist, there are good plans."
Finally, Master Huang looked at the floating son, as if he hoped that he could come up with a plan.
“How about the reward in a way that is heavy?”
The floating son smiled and said:
"I believe that those younger generations will definitely fight to kill the demons and destroy the energy of the demon sect."
"Based on the last collection of Magic Sect tokens, the more the number, the greater the reward."
"Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"
"Can!"
Master Huang smiled and replied that he absolutely did not believe that the rogue came for such a small thing, and that there should be other purposes.
As expected.
“Great kindness!”
The floating son smiled and then continued:
"There are eleven immortal sects that come to participate in the trial. The major immortal sects will give you a little lottery and reward them with the immortal sect that kills the most disciples of the demon sect. How about it?"
After saying that, the floating son looked calm and looked at Master Huang calmly.
Hearing words.
Master Huang frowned and said slowly:
"Fellow Taoist, I'm afraid this requires the consent of other immortal sects to count!"
At the same time, Master Huang was guessing in his heart that Beicang Sect had any trump card that could ensure that his disciples could achieve excellent results. Due to his appearance, Master Huang had to agree to this approach.
After all, they are all immortal sects under the Immortal Dao Alliance. It is their due responsibility to kill opposing disciples of the Demon Sect, and of course, at least this is needed on the surface.
Although it is often just a show scene, superficial work still needs to be done.
After hearing this, the floating son laughed and said:
"Fellow Taoist, since that's what I said, I will regard you as agreeing!"
"Later, I will come and discuss it in detail, among other leaders of the major immortal sects."
"I, let me go first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the floating son turned into a ray of inspiration and flew northeast of the Trial Canyon.
Master Huang, who was sitting cross-legged on the hillside, looked at the back of the floating son and murmured in his heart:
"I am worthy of being a hypocrite and a floating son of Beicangmen!"
Then, Master Huang closed his eyes and meditated with peace of mind, thinking that they were just some second-level spiritual objects.
Regarding this.
Chapter completed!