Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 358 God's Little Turtle (62)

"I have no objection either."

After Granny Yinshuang made her statement, the monks spoke one after another.

Survival of the fittest in the cultivation world is a common thing. If you shrink back because you are afraid of death or the so-called not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, you will not be able to cultivate immortals or become gods.

Seeing this, Liu Changqing finally showed his first smile since today.

"it is good!"

He nodded towards everyone, then left Canglan Palace first, and handed over the next matter to the Great Elder.

The Great Elder's face was flushed, and his heart was eager to try.

After all, he didn't get great benefits from the "Day of Choosing an Immortal" every six months. This time, the suzerain moved the day much earlier because of the "Cursed Eye". Of course, he was happy in his heart.

only--

He looked at the people present calmly.

More than 50 cultivators at the stage of transformation into gods are all eagerly discussing and looking forward to it. Most of them have been in Qingyezong for some time, and a small number of them are like Qingdeng Sanren and Zi Yuanjun. Those who belonged to the sect recently were full of longing for ascending to the upper realm.

Happy in color.

Right now, they don't look like a powerful party who can make the local small sect tremble with just a random stomp from the Green Leaf Sect.

Of course, there are exceptions to this.

The Great Elder frowned and looked at the still indifferent Zi Yuanjun with a disgusted face, and the Huanyue Shenjun who was holding a disgusting turtle beside him.

Yes, the two of them are outliers.

Hearing the exciting news of "Ascension", the expressions of the two of them were not very excited.

Even the Huanyue Lord who likes to put on airs, although his face also showed a look of anticipation at the right time, how could he, Zhou Baitong, have been in the world of cultivation for so many years, how could he fail to see that he was pretending?
in this way--

These two people can't stay!
Thinking about it, he cleared his throat and said: "Brothers, next, Zhou will tell you about the points that everyone should pay attention to on the 'Day of Immortal Selection'!"

The moment his words fell in the chaotic hall, a needle could be heard.

Everyone almost held their breath waiting for his next speech.

"Now, brothers and sisters, hurry back to your own cave, bring the magic weapon you have obtained, and give everyone an hour to explain. After an hour, we will meet up in front of the Langya cave in the back mountain!"

"Elder, where are we going?"

"Let's go to the 'Choose Immortal Secret Realm'!"

The Great Elder smiled mysteriously: "You don't think that Feisheng will be here in the Canglan Palace when the 'Day of Immortal Selection' comes?"

Hearing this, Chen Wuyan shook the sky-high braids on his head and said eagerly: "One hour? The great elder said it would be one hour. Why are we lingering here? Go back and pack your things quickly. If you don't leave, I won't gone!"

"Yes, don't wait for the time!"

Master Shang Hua jumped out and said something.

Huanyue Shenjun looked at him with a twinkle in his eyes, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

If everyone didn't see that the "Day of Choosing an Immortal" was tricky, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. A monk who can practice to the stage of transformation into a god, which one has not experienced blood and rain, how can he not have the slightest doubt about this matter ?
He believes that all the people present are smart people, but the temptation to ascend is too great. Even if it is a sea of ​​swords and blood, they are willing to make a foray. After all, everyone believes that they will be the one who succeeds in the end.

Thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Shenjun Ziyuan.

"In that case, let's go back too."

But there is only one hour of preparation time.

(End of this chapter)