Raiders White Moonlight Master

The Immortal Alliance Conference was held in the open space in front of the Heguang Hall, and before the time was up, the participating disciples from all sects had already arrived.With the sound of a long and heavy bell, Headmaster Wen Zhen's robes were lifted and he sat on the highest seat in Heguang Hall.There were two chairs next to him, and Tan Feng and Ling Qing hadn't arrived yet.

The hall has a large space, and both sides are full of visitors.Seeing that the meeting was about to start, Wen Zhen often used sound transmission to Bai Bai: "Go and see why your two senior uncles haven't come yet. On such an important occasion, as long as you are not dead, you have to carry them here."

Bai Chang arched his hands, and as soon as he left the palace gate, he flew to Huayu Peak with his sword.

It didn't take long for Bai Chang to fly quickly behind a 40-year-old Nascent Soul cultivator. It was the peak master of Huayu Peak, Dan Feng.Dan Feng's cultivation base is not high at this age, but he can't stand his level of alchemy and alchemy. In the process of cultivating cultivation, monks also need to rely on external pills to assist, so Dan Feng's alchemy Surgery is extremely popular.

As soon as he walked in, the head of Wuhai Sect came over to make friends, "Immortal Danfeng is safe and sound, I heard that you have recently refined an eighth-level elixir, congratulations."

"It's easy to say, easy to say," Dan Feng said with a look at him.

"Gouzi is currently in the advanced golden elixir stage and needs a lot of elixir. How about selling me the seventh-level Peiyuan elixir in Xianjun's hand? Money is not a problem."

"Do you think I'm short of money?"

The head of Wuhai Sect: "...you see, the relationship between our two factions is so good, and it's not like selling one for nothing."

Dan Feng: "Your son exploded and died immediately after eating it."

Head of Wuhai Sect: "..."

Not only the Wuhaimen sect came to sell pills, but also those small sects who don't usually see Danfeng also joined in the fun, staring at Danfeng like fast fat.Danfeng got a headache from the quarreling, and he waved to the head teacher in the crowd with sharp eyes.

Wen Zhen was comforting the head of the Wuhai Sect who was injured by Dan Feng, "My junior brother is stupid in alchemy, don't worry about it, but the seventh-order elixir is really unbearable. I'm afraid of hurting my nephew. In this way, when you leave, I will personally ask my junior brother for a suitable one for my nephew, and you can just pay for it."

"We have such a good relationship, why can't you give it away for nothing?"

Wen Zhen replied with a smile: "No, there are so many people in Ling Yunzong who spend a lot of money, I have to make money to support them."

To appease Wu Haimen, Wen Zhen pulled his second junior brother to the top seat with a headache.

A moment before the start of the meeting, the coercion of the Mahayana period suddenly came from the sky. Wen Zhen didn't even need to look at it to know that it was his little brother who was not easy to serve.

Among the monks below, Shen Baixing and Shan Yuan were at the end, so when Lingqing stepped in, she could clearly feel the oppression.

After all, Shan Yuan's realm was low, and when he met someone as strong as Ling Qing, he unconsciously clenched his fingers.

"Relax", came a familiar and pleasant voice, Shen Baixing grabbed Shan Yuan's wrist, and he was fine.

Being caught in this way, Shan Yuan felt that the coercion of the Mahayana period was dispelled by his master, and instantly heaved a sigh of relief.

When Lingqing passed by Shen Baixing, his footsteps stopped, but Shen Baixing was wearing a curtain, so he didn't stop and walked towards his position.

All the respected people of Lingyunzong have arrived, and the Immortal Alliance Conference starts on time.

Wen Wen really deserves to be a person who has been a teacher for a long time. He said the same thing in the scene, and Shen Bai was sleepy when he heard it directly.After the lengthy opening speech, Wenzhen took out a blue bead and stimulated his spiritual power to explode.The bead turned into spiritual light and flew towards the open space in front of the hall, and stretched out a net from the air to cover the place to be competed.

This half-month-long conference decided the candidates of the two sides according to the lottery. Whether they met the strong or the weak, it all depended on luck.If someone like Shan Yuan gets drawn like Bai Chang, he won't be able to pass the first level and lose directly.

Of course there are rewards for the competition, no matter those who participated or not, they all bet, among them, there are as many people as Bai Chang and Nangong Luo.One of them is the eldest disciple of Zhenxian Jun Wen, the head teacher of Lingyun Sect, and the other is the son of Xianjun Nanming, the head teacher of Wuhai Sect. The two are evenly matched, and they are the best in this young life.

To say that among this batch of lottery heads, the most exciting ones are Lingyun Zongtian's seventh-order Qi Gathering Pill and Soul Protecting Pill. An invincible life-saving elixir.

Many people came here because of these two pills.

Shen Baixing's eyes widened when he sat down and heard that Wen Zhen was going to send out these two pills. Although he had rarely seen that little guy Dan Feng before, the things he practiced were quite good.Although he doesn't need to use it himself, this little apprentice Shan Yuan still has a lot to grow in the future, so it's always right to prepare.

The sitting friar in white pointed his fingers at his apprentice, Shan Yuan leaned over and whispered, "What is Master calling me for?"

Shen Baixing said: "You also go to participate in the competition."

"The disciple has already planned for this."

"Have you placed your bet?"

"Brother Bai", Shan Yuan continued to whisper, "But they all use spirit stones for betting, and the disciple borrowed the spirit stone from Bai Chang."

It was only when Shan Yuan reminded Shen Baixing that they were no longer in the mortal world where copper plates and silver ingots were used everywhere, and the currency circulating among monks was spirit stones.

Now the master and apprentice both have empty purses, Shen Baixing is thoughtful, it seems that he needs to find a way to get some spirit stones to fill the purse.

The first round of lottery draw was over, and Shan Yuan was the second batch to go up to draw lots. He checked the time and found that it was the afternoon application time.It was still early, and Shan Yuan sat side by side with his master to watch the game.

After the start of the competition, Wen Zhen took several sect masters out of the hall, and saw that in addition to the enchantment that was just built, a temporary stand was also set up on the open space.

Shen Baixing doesn't have any identity to be around now, so he can only stand by and watch like other disciples.From a distance, he saw Wen Zhen leading Nan Ming, who had no Haimen, to sit in the middle of the stand. As for the other two immortals of Lingyun Sect, they had slipped away at some point.

This first round was all about small fights, and the opponents were the male disciples of Lei Jiantang and the female disciples of Huanhuazong.The male disciple was five big and three thick, holding an epee in his hand, the sword was like their sect name, with purple lightning flashing on it.

And the female disciple Xiangyi Yunbin, the female disciple of the Huanhuazong, was covered with a layer of white tulle, and had no weapon in her hand.

"Girl, please, please teach me." Seeing such a graceful and beautiful female cultivator, the male cultivator couldn't help blushing, and even stuttered while speaking.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

But the people of Huanhuazong were not surprised at all, they saw that when she raised her hands, a ball of petals appeared around her out of thin air and revolved around herself.

Shan Yuan had never seen a fight between monks before, so he couldn't see the way to do it, so he leaned into Shen Baixing's ear: "Master, who do you think will win?"

At that time, the two had already fought each other on the field, and the male cultivator of Thunder Sword Hall raised his sword and slashed directly at the top of the female cultivator's head with thunderous fury.The female cultivator, on the other hand, was not in a hurry, as if dancing, she drove the petals to wrap the people in Lei Jiantang.

Shen Baixing pointed to Huanhuazong, "She wins."

"why?"

"Firstly, the people in Lei Jiantang underestimated the enemy, and secondly, the strength of this female cultivator is higher than that of male cultivators. The disciples of Huanhua Sect are famous in the world of cultivating immortals for their beautiful spells. Although there are all female disciples in the sect, but Their strength should not be underestimated. People who see them cast spells for the first time are prone to underestimate the enemy."

Not long after Shen Baixing said this, he saw the group of petals shining with a sharp cold light, and the petals turned into a scimitar the length of a willow leaf, trapping the people of Lei Jiantang inside.The spiritual power surged, the male cultivator screamed, the epee fell to the ground with a bang, and the thunder and lightning followed the smashed ravines and fragments, and rushed towards the female cultivator like a beast.

The female cultivator put her hands together, and the petal saber array rotated faster, and the wind it brought went straight to the top of the barrier.With the separation of her hands, countless tiny pieces of clothes flew out of the petals and fell to the ground like rain.

With a bang, the epee fell to the ground, and the petals scattered.

At the moment when the outcome was determined, the people in Lei Jiantang slapped the barrier with their hands and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother! Senior Brother! Are you alright?"

In the enchantment, the male cultivator propped his hands on the ground miserably, his upper body was devoid of clothes, and it was full of wounds cut out by flower petals, grinning in pain.

"Teacher, do you know what the magic flower sect's trick is called?"

Shan Yuan shook his head.

Shen Baixing raised his hand and tapped his apprentice's chest, if it wasn't for the curtain covering his face.Shan Yuan could see the subtle expression on his master's expression when he said this, "A thousand cuts to pieces."

The beauty knife, the knife cuts flesh, bone and soul, is talking about the Huanhuazong.

Seeing the calm eyes of the nun, Shan Yuan thought, "Master, did she show mercy?"

"Be merciful, that's for sure. After all, this kind of competition is not a battle of life and death. If she attacks with all her strength, the people in Lei Jiantang will be cut to the bone."

The girls Shan Yuan had met before were all ladies, all talented, gentle and demure, until he met the ghost bride Ah Shui and the female cultivator in front of him, he realized that there are thousands of women in the world, paranoid, cunning and glamorous everywhere. .

For the first round of competition, monks of Wen Zhen and Nan Ming's status were not very interested.So the two of them watched the first one or two games and saw no one, so they sent their eldest disciple Bai Chang to suppress the scene.

Shen Baixing also gradually felt bored, anyway, it was afternoon for Shan Yuan.He said to the apprentice who was watching with great interest: "Master, I'm going back to sleep. When it's lunch time, remember to call me to eat through the sound transmission. Before going on stage in the afternoon, I will also inform my master in advance, and I will come to support you."

"Yes, the disciple has written it down."

Ever since, Shen Baixing left in the sight of Shan Yuangong.He sacrificed and forgot to return, and flew out of Heguang Hall like a streamer, intending to go to his small courtyard.

however……

In the blue sky and white clouds, Shen Baixing stepped on Wanggui's sword with his clothes fluttering.He looked thoughtfully at the big and small mountain peaks under his feet, and said, "I remember that Xiaoxiu didn't bring me here last time."

Forget about humming.

"Do you remember where you were going?"

Wanggui buzzed again to show that he knew.

Shen Baixing breathed a sigh of relief, and used his thoughts to let Wanggui lead him to find the way back.

After half a stick of incense, Shen Baixing had turned around Lieyan Peak three times, and forgot to say that he remembered it, but he didn't find the location of his small courtyard among a group of green hills.Shen Baixing absolutely didn't want to go to his apprentice to lead him the way, so with a thought, he headed towards other peaks.

He can ask people from other peaks for help, anyway, the other party has never seen him before, so there is no shame in saying it.

The author says:

Xiaobai: "Sword, sword, you said you remember the way, why can't we find the way after detouring for so long?"