Time flies by, late autumn turns to winter.
Lin Shan sits above the white clouds, practicing diligently in his spare time.
In the past two months or so, the magma churning in the crater of Liluan Mountain has been much more violent than before. For those who don't know, the volcano may have ended its short-term dormancy.
He also tried to go in and observe how the Black Skeleton Demon Lord transformed, but after diving deep into the magma, the protective aura gradually became unbearable, so he had no choice but to return outside.
I don’t know how deep the Black Skeleton Demon Lord is cultivating, but Lin Shan is actually a little greedy for the lava quenching method.
Although he has the star power tempered body of the virtual star disk and the "pseudo star body" can also meet the requirements and standards for breaking through the golden elixir stage, he still needs to get an "innocent body" to be in sync with all the golden elixir stage monks.
For a moment, there is always something strong or not.
Lin Shan will naturally not miss every opportunity to improve himself.
Every tiny improvement is an accumulation that strengthens the foundation and cannot be ignored.
It's just that he doesn't quite know whether the lava quenching method is suitable for human monks. If it doesn't work, he can only look for opportunities during the subsequent expedition against the Dai family.
The Dai family must have the method of forging a "stainless body"!
Just as he was thinking about it, small dots flew from the sky and stopped in the lake outside Liluan Mountain.
One after another, monks with different costumes walked down from the various flying tools. They appeared to be from some nearby third-rate sect families, and they brought their disciples out to participate in the sect exchange meeting.
A rough count shows that there are more than a dozen cultivation forces.
Most of the leaders are monks in the foundation building stage, each leading twenty or thirty juniors in the Qi training stage.
In a few seconds, they built a large floating altar in the lake, about half an acre in size. Then one by one the sects and aristocratic families came up, took their seats in batches, formed a circle and began to lecture on the Dharma and Taoism, just like this to each other.
Communicate.
Lin Shan was a little curious in the sky. To be honest, he had never seen this kind of social activity between sects, let alone participated in it.
After all, as soon as he joined the Black Lotus Sect in the East China Sea, he was immediately sent out to preach, and then the war between good and evil began in full swing. He had never experienced the peaceful and warm sect's cultivation life.
He had even expected to have such an evil... wonderful encounter with the pure junior sister, the gentle senior sister, or even the cold female master in the sect.
It's a pity that the Black Lotus is a demonic sect, with a main altar and divided helms system, plus the identity tiers of Dharma King, Dharma Protector, and Messenger, and a proper MLM organization. How can there be any open door to worship the mountain and the same lineage?
It all depends on performance!
If you are capable, there will be guardians from above who will appreciate you, recruit you, and support you.
After leaving the mountain gate, no matter life or death, fighting among the same sects is commonplace, and it is not surprising.
When there is a dispute, he can take action without using words, which is in sharp contrast to the hypocrisy and politeness of Zhengdao people.
At present, in Liluan Lake, these sects and aristocratic families are in harmony, talking happily with each other, and there are even some juniors who are flirting with each other and making secret glances. It seems that they are in love with different sects, but they don't dare to expose it in front of their elders.
Lin Shan lowered the height of the clouds slightly. Anyway, the Cloud Falling Banner has a concealment function, and he is a late-stage foundation-building monk. Unless the people below have extraordinary spiritual awareness, or specially stimulate children's skills to sweep around the sky, they will not be able to find it.
he.
I could only listen to the monks in the foundation building stage below. During the discussion, most of what they said was about the cultivation tips of the Qi training stage. They should be mainly told to the juniors. The young girls also listened carefully and remembered carefully.
After about an hour, the sermon ended and the competition began.
Each cultivating force sends its own disciples to fight in a battle circle in the center of the floating altar. The final ranking is determined according to the rules of the arena. The top fifteen will receive generous rewards.
The rewards are selected from the treasures provided by each sect, which is equivalent to crowdfunding and then used to motivate disciples.
The treasures provided by these small sects also have their own merits. They obviously attach great importance to this competition and do not want to fall behind the sect, so each of them is beyond the scope of use by juniors in the Qi training period.
For example, high-level magic weapons, high-grade magical elixirs, flying talismans, warrior puppets, spiritual beast cubs, warning arrays, rare fruits...
The group of juniors below were so stunned that they almost drooled. They were all gearing up to win the next ranking.
Lin Shan, who was peeping from the sky, had no idea. With his current worth, these things were difficult for him to discern, and they were just a drop in the bucket.
However, there was a discordant sound below.
An old man with a yellow beard looked sarcastic and sneered at a young leader:
"In this exchange between sects and aristocratic families, I wonder what kind of treasures Young Patriarch Mu Yan will come up with?"
This young man has a delicate and tender face, eyes as bright as stars, a face like a knife, and a perseverance and maturity that does not belong to his age group.
This person is none other than the newly appointed young patriarch of the local cultivation family, the Mu family, Mu Yan!
Originally, the Mu family was just a third-rate cultivation family in Pengbi County. The highest cultivation in the family was his father, the patriarch, who was in the late stage of foundation building. However, one day he was suddenly attacked and kidnapped by the mysterious forces in the cultivation world, and his whereabouts are unknown.
The family experienced great changes, resulting in numerous casualties, greatly reduced vitality, devastation, and most of the family property was robbed.
As the only legitimate son of the clan leader, he was ordered to take over the important task of revitalizing the family in times of crisis.
You must know that in the world of cultivation, not just anyone can create a family. If any monk could create a family, it would have blossomed everywhere.
Once they embark on the path of immortality, 99% of monks will find it difficult to give birth to children, let alone flourish. This is a threshold specially set by the law of heaven to prevent the proliferation of monks and the vitality of heaven and earth to make ends meet, and it complements the limit of longevity.
After all, for ordinary people to cultivate immortality and improve step by step, it is a journey against heaven. There are naturally many restrictions in heaven and earth. This is the principle of the great road.
It's just that there are always a very small number of people with special blood who have the ability to give birth to children. Although the chance of birth is pitiful, if you work hard, you can occasionally give birth to offspring with spiritual roots. Only such people are qualified to establish
Cultivation family.
Of course, for immortal cultivators, the method of dual cultivation basically uses Cynomorium to lock Yin. After the yin and yang are in harmony, they will feed back into the body. If you really want to have a child and deplete the origin of yin and yang, there is still potential for your own cultivation.
All are huge injuries.
Therefore, the cultivation family will not grow randomly, and the number of clan members in a family will naturally not be too many.
And as the first generation of ancestors descends, the bloodline becomes more and more dilute, and the probability of having children naturally decreases.
Therefore, in the world of cultivation, a large family may have hundreds of people, a small family may have dozens of people, and in the end there may even be a few people.
In comparison, it is more convenient to form a sect and recruit disciples with spiritual roots from the mortal world.
However, the land pie in the cultivation world is only so big, and the number of Lingshan Blessed Lands is also limited. To establish a new force, it is necessary to break the old order, which is a big challenge for an innovative generation like Lin Shan.
This is the way to maintain the conservation of energy in a realm under the control of the laws of today and earth, from various restrictions such as longevity, childbirth, spiritual veins, etc.
Mu Yan, on the other hand, could inherit the position of patriarch at a young age and lead a cultivation family, even if it was a small third-rate family, he would have great power and unlimited glory.
But the cruelty of the world of cultivation is no joke. Once the tiger falls, there will always be other forces watching eagerly, trying to tear a piece of flesh from you.
The Mu family is now in an unprecedented crisis. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is precarious. When the former patriarch was still there, everyone had foundation-building monks in charge, with equal status. The neighboring sects were all in harmony, but now they are alone.
One showed his fangs.
Fortunately, the Lu country is a Confucian world, and the food is not too ugly. They all like to boil frogs in warm water. If it were a country of demons, they would have eaten it all and refused to admit it.
Mu Yan knew this very well, but he was only at the peak of his qi training, so he had to be more respectful when facing the old man with a yellow beard who was in the foundation building stage.
"Elder Lao Ge, please don't worry. Our Mu family is a cultivating family with hundreds of years of history. We won't be able to find even a decent treasure."
After speaking, he took out a high-level magic weapon and sent it to Fenbaoyan.
The eyes of the Mu family members behind him flashed with pain. These people knew the family's predicament very well. A high-level magic weapon would definitely bleed a lot, but they had to hold on in front of outsiders.
Elder Huang Xuge nodded and glanced at them with a faint smile, as if he had seen through Mu Yan's plan and said nothing.
Next, the disciples of the sect came out one after another. They were all the elites carefully selected by the sect behind them. They were all high-spirited and proud. At worst, they were in the late stage of Qi training, and the most powerful ones were at the peak of Qi training.
When it was the turn of the Mu family, the young patriarch Mu Yan went into battle in person, taking several of the Mu family's children with him.
There was endless discussion on the court.
"Didn't the younger generation take part in the martial arts exchange between the sects and the aristocratic families? How come the patriarch of the Mu family took action personally?"
"Logically speaking, although Mu Yan is the new clan leader, he is indeed considered a younger generation..."
"But given his status, it's okay to win. If he loses, wouldn't it be embarrassing and embarrassing for Dafa?"
"Maybe, maybe, the talents in his clan are withering, so we can only send him out..."
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While everyone was whispering to each other, they were also slightly excited. If they could defeat the leader of the clan, they might be appreciated by the seniors in the sect.
After hearing this, the members of the Mu family clenched their fists one by one, their faces flushed with anger and grievance. How could they have ended up like this if they hadn't been attacked by a strange force?
At the same time, everyone looked at the thin and thin figure in front of them. He must be very tired after shouldering the heavy responsibility of the family at this age.
Mu Yandan looked around indifferently, and secretly made up his mind to win a good ranking and win back the magic weapon his father left for him. He could not lose the face of the clan leader and could not be looked down upon by the surrounding forces.
As the young clan leader, he has had the best resources in the clan since he was a child, and all kinds of skills and equipment are better than those of the clan's disciples. Naturally, he needs to step forward at critical moments.
The fighting skills competition began, and a group of juniors performed their gestures in a decent manner. Of course, they were reminded by the elders of the sect. They knew the importance of each move. After the opponent was defeated and lost, they did not hit hard.
But when he came to Mu Yan, the situation changed.
Everyone is eager to step on him and use him as a stepping stone to his own fame. No one will be merciful in front of his future.
Mu Yan is worthy of being the leader of the younger generation of the Mu family. He has defeated countless opponents in a row. Not only does he have a deep foundation, but he is also proficient in several intermediate spells. He has won steadily all the way to the final decisive moment.
Standing in front of him at this time was a moon-robed girl with delicate eyebrows and a pair of green jade pendants hanging from her earlobes. A delicate air came to him. It was said that she was a direct disciple of a certain sect's sect leader. She came here specially this time.
Guan Lai brings glory to the sect.
There are only two people left in the field. Whoever becomes the winner will become the first in this competition and be the first to choose the spoils.
The girl in the moon robe was the first to take action, holding a green long sword. She seemed to have mastered the incredible swordsmanship. She was like catkins and attacked. Mu Yan also had the body skills at his side. He took out a Xuanzhong ruler and opened and closed it.
A fight between dragons and tigers.
Rulers are relatively common instruments in the State of Lu. In the Confucian environment, pens, inks, paper, inkstones, and paperweights and rulers are quite popular. As a variant of the Xuanzhong Ruler, many people use it, but it is not enough.
Strange.
After a battle of tricks, Mu Yan finally used some secret technique. At the critical moment, he made a comeback. His cultivation level skyrocketed, and he defeated the moon-robed girl in one fell swoop.
The entire audience was in an uproar, as if they couldn't believe that the moon-robed girl would lose in this way.
Elder Ge, who was sitting in the stands, stood up and yelled at the bottom: "Cheating is prohibited during the competition. Mu Yan, as the leader of the clan, don't you even want to show such shame?"
Mu Yan was slightly out of breath. He had consumed a lot of spiritual energy and physical strength in the battle just now. There was a slight sweat on his forehead, but he was neither humble nor overbearing when faced with questions.
"Elder Ge's words are wrong. What I performed just now was a secret technique passed down from my family. How can I say it was cheating?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "That's nonsense. What secret technique can help you reach the next level from the peak of Qi training?"
"There are countless wonderful ways in this world, but the elders have never seen them before. There is nothing worth making a fuss about."
"Hmph! I think you are just a thief with a guilty conscience and a clever talker. What you did in this competition will be seen by the elders of each faction, so there is no need to quibble!"
"you..."
Mu Yan couldn't help but widen his eyes angrily. Elder Ge was clearly confusing right and wrong, deliberately confusing the audience and embarrassing himself.
But what I didn't expect was that the foundation-building monks who were leading the teams from all the major forces on the stage also had their eyes flashing at this moment, and they all said that Mu Yan was cheating and that this competition was a failure.
In fact, the power of the Mu family is now weak, the wall has been pushed down by everyone, and they are coveted by everyone.
Naturally, in this exchange competition, we are trying to find ways to make it infamous so that we can prepare for future embezzlement.
The Mu family members brought by Mu Yan were all filled with indignation, waving their arms and shouting injustice.
"What kind of ruling? Are all the elders in the stands blind? Our young patriarch has clearly won with dignity!"
"That's right, if even using secret magic is considered cheating, then you have to cancel all the spells."
"That's right, I think they are just jealous and don't want to see the young patriarch show his power."
"Young Patriarch is the genius of our Mu family. From childhood to adulthood, fighting across levels is as simple as eating and drinking water. The early stage of Qi training can defeat the middle stage of Qi training, the middle stage of Qi training can defeat the late stage of Qi training, and the late stage of Qi training can even defeat the peak of Qi training.
, now we are both at the peak of Qi training, who can compete with him?"
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It doesn't matter. This shouting shocked everyone in the other forces. The elders in the stands felt even more secretly. After learning about Mu Yan's extraordinary talent, a thought flashed through their minds:
This child must not be kept!
Even Lin Shan, who was peeping from the sky, couldn't help being startled, thinking that this young man named Mu Yan was extraordinary.
You can fight across levels in every realm, which is so powerful.
Is it possible that with the word "Yan" in your name, you can easily jump up the ranks? Is it so outrageous?
But thinking about the achievements of my good brother Lin Fan and the Black Skull Demon Lord, I felt a little relieved. There are many capable people and strange people in this world, and there are always people who have the ability to transcend levels. The young man below only fights beyond some small realms. It seems that
It's not particularly outrageous.
He was watching the show in the sky and thinking wildly. The situation below was getting more and more chaotic. The major foundation-building monks jointly announced that Mu Yan was labeled as a cheater, and his record was invalidated and divided among the fifteen people behind him.
Those babies.
Seeing the ugly faces of these people, Mu Yan trembled all over, clenched his fists, and felt extremely sad.
Especially after seeing a person taking away the high-level magic weapon left by his father and waving it at him to show off, he finally couldn't help but speak out:
"Very good. I have nothing to say about your uncles' ruling. I am not as powerful as others, so Mu Yan is willing to be defeated..."
When the foundation-building monks on the field saw him bowing his head and surrendering, they became even more wary of him. They felt that this boy was capable of bending and stretching, and they couldn't help but think about how to assassinate him after returning.
But at this time, Mu Yan didn't stop talking. Feeling blessed, he said another cold words:
"Keep today's events in mind, but forget the old saying: Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty!"
"What???!
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This sentence seemed to be too lethal, and everyone on the scene was stunned and shocked.
As soon as Mu Yan said this, he immediately regretted it and secretly cursed himself, why did he say this when he had nothing to do?
Lin Shan in the sky was even more stunned at this time. At the same time, he began to think hard. He always felt that these words were so familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before traveling through his previous life.
However, when things got here, it became a bit unstoppable.
Because the Qi-training disciples present were fine, and after being surprised by this statement, they scoffed, thinking that Mu Yan was just talking angrily.
However, all the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, who all have some experience, can instantly realize the weight behind this sentence, and a thought flashes through their minds again:
Never give him a chance to grow!
The world of cultivation has never been about growing flowers in a greenhouse. Behind it is the cruel law of the jungle. No one will do such stupid things as opening the door to others. The mainstream is to eliminate the weeds and eradicate them.
Elder Ge immediately sneered: "Good boy, it seems I can't keep you here."
The other foundation-building monks looked at each other and stood up one after another: "Since Chief Mu is not satisfied with the ruling just now, how about having a fight with us?"
Mu Yan withstood the pressure of so many Foundation-building monks present, and his pride did not allow him to kneel down. Instead, he looked around with red eyes:
"The foundation building period challenges the Qi training period. Are you really planning to use your strength to bully the small ones?"
The elders of each faction shook their heads in unison: "You are also the head of the family now, and your status is the same as mine. It does not mean that you are bullying the younger ones."
Mu Yan sneered: "What if I don't fight?"
A gloomy shadow flashed across Elder Ge's face: "It's not up to you! Today you have to fight whether you want to fight or not!"
After saying that, he walked directly out of the stands, a gray light flashed from his cuffs, and a black-cone magic weapon was shot out, heading straight for Mu Yan.
Everyone present did not expect Elder Ge to be so ruthless and take action as he was told, without being sloppy at all.
You must know that he is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. Even if Mu Yan can surpass the level, how can he withstand it?
At this moment, the towering Liluan Mountain ahead suddenly made a loud noise, and a thick red pillar of lava shot straight into the sky.
"Rumble————"
Countless magma erupted and rolled out, the snow-capped top of the mountain was instantly eroded, and everyone became unstable as the earth shook and the mountains shook.
Mu Yan took this opportunity to dodge the fatal blow with difficulty, but his left arm was still scratched, with a large gash bleeding profusely.
At this time, the foundation-building monks of each sect could not care about anything else. Seeing the eruption of the Liluan Mountain volcano, they quickly held up their flying magic weapons and gathered their own disciples to take off.
I saw a long roar from the crater ahead, and a black gold figure stepped out of the magma. Wherever it passed, smoke and waves surged, and flames flew in the wind.
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