Xiuxian exchange system

Along the way, the monks began to form gangs.

Having five of them here is really eye-catching.

One was a thin old man with a sallow complexion, wearing a gray robe, named Hua Hongyi.

He is also a very famous existence in the Illusory Miaomen, and his reputation even exceeds that of some foundation-building monks.

There is no other reason. He is already over 80 years old. Since he participated in the Jidan Contest for the first time at the age of 25, he has participated in it eight times.

Every time he can get several foundation building pills, but God seems to be joking with him, every time he fails to build the foundation, and has stayed on the tenth floor of the Qi refining period for more than 60 years.

To be able to survive eight such melees, he must have some excellent skills, not to mention experience.

So even if he didn't speak, several people came to him, hoping to join forces with him at that time.

The second person is a young man with a very burly figure named Qiu Tiancheng.

He is a direct descendant of the Qiu family of Huanmiaomen. He has already cultivated to the tenth level of Qi refining when he was 15 years old. He is good at using a pair of Hunyuan hammers, and his combat power is said to be ranked among the top five disciples in the Qi refining period of Huanmiaomen. list.

Of course, this ranking is only judged based on some existing records in the sect, and those like Lai Wuhen who have never participated in the sect's disciple competition at all will naturally not be counted by them.

There were more than [-] people around Qiu Tiancheng, and everyone showed off some of their achievements, hoping to form a team with him.

The third person is a beautiful woman named Bu Shui, with a plump body and a pair of eyes that have the power to seduce the soul.

It is said that once her charm is cast, some monks who lack concentration will immediately sink into it and cannot extricate themselves, letting it be slaughtered.

Surrounding her were seven or eight female cultivators, all of whom were of the same color.

The fourth person is a young man in black, named Shang Xiuran, with a zombie face, always expressionless, practicing the ruthless art that few people choose in the Huanmiaomen.

It is rumored that there was some conflict with five monks from the Heavenly Sword Sect in Heifang City, and in the end, with the strength of one person, a snow shadow sword obstinately killed five of the same rank.

There were only three people around him, but their mouths were worn out, Shang Xiuran didn't say a word at all, just stood there like a piece of wood.

The fifth person is Li Ziling. Although her qi refining cultivation has reached the tenth level of qi refining, her magic power is weak, so she is naturally not worth mentioning among these people.

What they set their eyes on was Li Ziling's Ninth Stage Body Tempering cultivation. In terms of melee combat strength, these people think they are not sure that they can win against Li Ziling.

However, Li Ziling didn't seem to want to form a team with anyone, no matter who came forward, she politely refused.

The others couldn't find the team, so they started meeting in twos and threes, preparing to form a temporary group.

Lai Wuhen didn't have any idea of ​​forming a team with anyone. For the sake of building Jidan, these people are likely to turn against each other at critical times.

Many people came to invite Lai Wuhen, but he rejected them one by one.

He and Li Ziling just nodded at each other, and didn't show how familiar they were in front of others.

Most of these people's information about Lai Wuhen was heard from Meng Hui, and judging from the current situation, most of them are true.

Just when these people had decided on the team formation method and started discussing tactics, the flying boat had already flown over a desert, circled ahead, and then landed.

And not far from where they landed, there was a team of more than 110 people, all of whom were wearing vestments made from animal skins. They looked like monks from the Beast Controlling Sect.

The leader was a young woman with a curvaceous figure. When she saw Shi Yuanming, she clasped her fists together: "Fellow Daoist Shi, don't come here without any problems."

"Fellow Daoist Ling, you are even more elegant." Shi Yuanming also clasped his fists.

The girl surnamed Ling's spiritual consciousness was swept away by the monk team of Huanmiaomen. Lai Wuhen found a remote place and began to meditate. Naturally, he wouldn't worry about what the Jindanqi monks could find out from him.

Shi Yuanming also glanced at the monk team of Yushouzong, but smiled slightly at the woman surnamed Ling: "The people in your family are not bad, I wonder if I would like to make a bet?"

"Oh, how to gamble?" The woman surnamed Ling became interested when she heard the words.

"Just bet on which of our two factions has the most survivors, how about it?" Shi Yuanming didn't care at all that the disciples of the two factions were listening, and began to bet on their lives.

They are naturally aware of the dangers of the Jidan battle. According to past experience, the death rate can be as high as [-] to [-]%.

But in order to double the lifespan, in order to be able to take a step closer to the Dao, this danger is dangerous, so it must be fought.

Hearing the conversation between the two, many people were angry, but no one showed any dissatisfaction on their faces, as if what the two said had nothing to do with them.

The woman surnamed Ling laughed a few times: "The number of disciples I sent was much larger than yours in the Illusory Miao Sect. It doesn't seem fair, does it? If the concubine wins by chance, it will be difficult for Daoist Shi not to admit it." gone."

Shi Yuanming burst out laughing when he heard the words, and said after a while, "Shi has been in the world of cultivating immortals for more than 300 years, when did talking count?"

The woman surnamed Ling was overjoyed when she heard the words, her mouth moved slightly, and she actually communicated with Shi Yuanming.

I don't know what the two of them have bet on, but they both have expressions of satisfaction on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, Fellow Daoist Ling, why is it not considered an old man to have such a pleasant bet?"

A loud voice came from high in the sky, and after a while, a huge sword landed from far to near.

One hundred and one people walked down from it, and the leader was a white-browed Taoist wearing a long robe, with a long sword wrapped in gauze on his back.

"Friend Huang Daoist." Shi Yuanming and the woman surnamed Ling also clasped their fists at Taoist Baimei.

Taoist Baimei came back and said: "How about I come to make a bet with you? As long as the sum of the surviving disciples of your two sects exceeds my Heavenly Sword Sect, I will be considered a loser."

As soon as these words came out, the monks of the Huanmiaomen and the Yushouzong were very dissatisfied, and this was clearly contemptuous of them.

Shi Yuanming and the woman surnamed Ling frowned when they heard this.

But Taoist Baimei began to transmit sound to the two of them immediately.

The faces of the two changed several times, and finally they said in unison: "Okay!"

The three Golden Core cultivators then took out their magic weapons to examine the cultivators of the other two sects.

The three factions have been fighting openly and secretly for thousands of years, and there are not a few people who play tricks in this battle of foundation establishment alchemy. As long as there is no clue before departure, no one will admit to this matter of reckoning after autumn.

When the Taoist Baimei and the woman surnamed Ling passed by Lai Wuhen, Lai Wuhen was also very calm, as if nothing had happened.

After everyone had finished checking, the three gathered together and nodded to each other.

Then the three of them each took out a large pile of formation flags and began to arrange them on the desert.