Fantasy World Card Longevity

Chapter 224 Ranking
Gorgeous fairy lights criss-cross the sky.

Although these monks come from all over the world, although their backgrounds are different, their purpose is surprisingly the same, which is the Xuming Palace.

It was only three days after Zhongci Tianyin preached, and guests had already arrived outside the closed Xuming Palace.

A cloud of fire floated over.

The scorching temperature brought huge water vapor, and a large amount of white mist evaporated. There was a red light in the white mist. A fire cloud burned and distorted the air, and after falling on the ground, it turned into a red-haired Taoist.

Huoyun looked around curiously.

The gate of the solemn and simple palace is tightly closed at this time, and there is a plaque above the gate, Xuming Palace.

obviously.

It is not yet time to preach, so the door does not mean to be opened.

In front of the gate is a large square filled with white jade, and there are no decorations around it, just a few pillars, with dim yellow lights on the pillars, and the insignificant light shines on the surroundings.

This is nothing unusual. Huoyun just glanced at it, then turned his gaze away and stopped looking.

He stared closely at the closed door in front of him, the eyes flickering constantly, and the thoughts in his heart kept flying.

He is a casual cultivator.

Huoyun embarked on the road, relying on a Taoist book bought from a roadside peddler.

There is a piece of self-cultivation method recorded in the book, but it is very broken, and there are not many realms that can be cultivated. It is only about the second level of Qi refining.

However, relying on this cultivation method.

However, Huo Yun stumbled on the road of cultivating immortality and got to where he is now.

The foundation was established at the age of one hundred, the golden core at the age of 250, and the Nascent Soul at the age of six hundred. Every time they were stuck at the end of their lifespan, they were able to break through the barrier.

However, it has reached the stage of Nascent Soul.

Huo Yun's blessings have come to an end.

Those big families with backgrounds and inheritances can't make any progress in the Nascent Soul Realm, let alone Huo Yun, a grassroots casual cultivator who has come all the way by luck.

So Huoyun is now two thousand years old, and has spent more than a thousand years in the Nascent Soul Realm, but so far, it is only a mere first stage of Infant Transformation, and it is far away from breaking through the second stage.

The road is dead.

During this period, Huoyun also worked hard, struggled, and despaired.

Until now, he can see

No longer entangled with this, but instead put my mind on making friends and having fun, made a lot of Taoist friends, enjoyed a lot of elegance, and meant to spend the rest of my life on these things.

Until that voice came.

three days ago.

Fire clouds are floating in the sky, and at the same time, they have been visiting the scenery of mountains and rivers along the road.

Then suddenly heard the sound of heaven.

As the Nascent Soul Venerable, even if it is only the weakest batch, but the Huoyun Venerable also has the ability that a Venerable Venerable should have.

He was keenly aware of the horror behind the voice, and he also clearly knew what kind of fearsome power that Netherworld Lord possessed?
So when I heard that the other party was going to open the mountain gate to preach.

Originally dead silent, the heart of Xiang Dao that had sunk into the bottom of my heart suddenly became hot.

The reason why he indulges in the mountains and rivers and has fun with his friends is not that he has no ambitions and is greedy for enjoyment.Only because the future has no way out, this indulgence in despair.

But right now, with the power of preaching like the Lord of the World, if he can worship under the Venerable Xuming, even if he can only learn a little or two of his skills, it will be enough for him to go further on the road of the Venerable.

Even if you can get the true biography...

Huo Yun looked at the two gates engraved with the sun and the moon in front of him, and his eyes became more and more fiery: "Then I may not be able to touch the realm of refining gods."

After calming down his excited mood, Huoyun took a deep breath, then took out a futon from the ring, put it on the Baiyu Square, and sat on it.

Asgard doesn't know when the door will open.

It is useless for him to stand like this, he might as well take this opportunity to adjust his breath and meditate to keep himself in the peak state.

Only in this way can we show our own advantages when the world lord preaches, and maybe give the world lord a good impression.

Time goes by slowly.

There are more and more streamers coming from the sky.

Soon, the Baiyu Square was densely packed with countless people.

Because of the leadership of Venerable Huoyun.

The monks who came from behind saw that the venerable monk was sitting conscientiously, so they didn't dare to be presumptuous, so they took out their futons and sat down.

When the later venerables arrived, they saw that everyone in front of them was sitting and meditating. In order not to be independent and arouse the possible disgust of the world master in the fairy palace, they also took out the futons and sat down.

In this way, after the people in the square gathered the number of [-], accompanied by a moving bell, the gate of the Immortal Palace, which was originally closed, finally opened slowly.

"The period of three months has come, and you are all predestined people, you can enter the palace to accept my way."

Zhong Ci's voice drifted out, and there was a powerful force in that voice, which instantly made the hearts of the monks who were a little shaken by the sound of the bell tremble.

Then they understood the current situation.

The Immortal Palace has opened, and the World Lord is calling us to enter.

After understanding this.

Immediately, with a movement of everyone's body, they rushed into the Immortal Palace in the form of flowing light.

The great opportunity is right in front of them, and they have to fight for it.

This large group of figures rushing straight into the Asgard Palace naturally also has Venerable Huoyun.

And relying on the advantage of being the first to arrive, his original futons occupied a very good position, and they were the ones closest to the fairy palace.

Therefore, relying on its own cultivation and location advantages, Huo Yun was the first to enter the Immortal Palace.

After entering.

Huo Yun didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to scan, his gaze scanned the entire hall, and he immediately saw the eight futons placed at the front of the hall.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Huoyun sat straight forward, occupying one of the eight futons.

And after him.

The latecomers also saw the eight futons that were quite conspicuous among the futons in the main hall.

Everyone was quick-witted and accomplished, so they immediately guessed the significance of these eight futons.

Therefore, without any hesitation, all the people who came to the hall flew away with eight futons in their arms.

The first comers are not just sitting on the Diaoyutai.

Just like.

After Huoyun, a lucky Jindan cultivator entered the temple ahead of time and occupied one of the eight futons.

But then came a Venerable.

When he saw that the futon was gone, he slapped the Golden Core cultivator and sent him flying. The Golden Core cultivator was severely injured and fell to the ground covering his wound, looking angrily at the person who sent him flying. The Venerable.

But the venerable just gave him a cold look, with a mocking smile on his face.

If he didn't take into account that this is the Xuming Palace and the Dojo of the World Master, he would have shot the Golden Core cultivator to death.

Right now, this person dared to look at him with this expression.

Those who can go to this Netherworld Palace are all gifted, and after the Lord of the Underworld preaches, they may have the opportunity to enter the Venerable.

To be hated by a Venerable...

hum.

When the evangelism is over, he must be robbed and killed on the way to avoid future troubles.

The venerable who hit the flying man thought so in his heart.

And amidst the chaos, after the seats were redistributed, a heavy pressure suddenly appeared in the entire hall.

(End of this chapter)