Devil's Spiritual Book

Ten years later, in the Tianji Pavilion.

"The Thousand-Taiwan Conference is supposed to select outstanding disciples with spiritual roots. If it is cancelled, how will we select them?"

"Those disciples have only been in the Tianji Pavilion for a month. Isn't it too demanding of them to do so?"

"What's wrong with one month? A disciple with spiritual roots can be ten years better than others in one day. Look at Cheng Yi, who has been with the fourth junior brother for 15 years, and he still knows nothing."

In the Tianji Pavilion, the head of the Immortal Gate, the three elders are arguing for the Thousand-Taiwan Conference held every six years.

"Okay." A deep voice interrupted them, "It's not too late to discuss the matter of the Thousand Terraces Conference when the envoy of Tianyan Pavilion arrives."

The head of Wangyou spoke out, but the room fell silent.

After a long silence, the Second Elder suddenly frowned and said, "It's said that at this time in previous years, the envoy of God should have arrived, why hasn't he shown up this year?"

Before the words were finished, a disciple stumbled and ran in from the door, staggered to the ground, and almost crawled up to the head of Wangyou, trembling: "Master...Master, it's not good, an unknown person broke into the door. , killed dozens of disciples I sent."

"What?" The third elder exclaimed, and after all the elders looked at each other, Sect Master Wangyou said with a flick of his sleeve, "Go, go out and have a look."

When the head of Wangyou and the four elders rushed to the front hall of the Tianji Pavilion with hundreds of disciples, they saw the corpses of more than a dozen disciples. The ground of the entire front hall was red, just like the red clouds on the other side of the day.

Seeing them coming, those seriously injured disciples backed away slowly, looking at the figure on the gate of Tianji Pavilion with horror on their faces.

"This..." The second elder squatted down, checked the injury of a disciple, turned pale with shock, raised his head and said sharply, "Where is the monster here, dare to use spells to hurt my Tianji Pavilion disciple? "

At this moment, Sect Master Wangyou looked at the person who made the attack. The person looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, his skin was creamy, his face was a little pale, he was dressed in red, and he was indistinguishable from male to female.

The head of Wangyou frowned and said: "May I ask who you are, why did you hurt my Tianji Pavilion disciple?"

The voice was thick and powerful, and through the eardrums of those disciples, some disciples with low spiritual power could not bear the high spiritual power, and covered their ears and rolled on the ground.

The realm of Wangyou's master has reached the stage of leaving his body.

But this intimidating question has no effect on Wu Jiu.

He looked down at the crowd, and said with disgust again: "It's really noisy!"

With a flick of his sleeves, dozens of disciples flew ten feet away.At the same time, a golden token flew towards the head of Wangyou.

The head of Wangyou stretched out his hand to catch it, but he couldn't resist the powerful cultivation, he took two steps back before barely stopping.

The three elders stepped forward to support him, and exclaimed worriedly: "Senior brother!"

Master Wangyou waved his hand, spread out his palms, and saw the word Tianyan on the token, his expression changed.Turn over the back, and the word Zuo Xuan God Envoy is printed on it.

The other three elders also had complicated expressions.

The third elder pointed to the token, hesitated to speak: "This... the envoy of the Tianyan Sect?"

The others looked at each other.

It is said that there are six fairy gates in the world today, namely Tianji Pavilion, which is good at spells, Void Gate, which is good at swordsmanship, Tianjianzong, which is good at mechanism skills, Fenxiang Cave, which is good at incantations, Jiusha Palace, which is good at alchemy, and Doing the opposite, the Valley of Ten Thousand Monsters who has learned the magic way.

This person who cultivates immortals uses spiritual power to determine his dignity.

Every six years, the six great immortal sects will hold a Thousand-Taiwan Conference. From among the disciples, dozens of disciples with the best spiritual roots will be selected to go down the mountain to practice.

In addition to the six immortal sects, there is another sect, the Tianyan Sect, members of the sect can get out of mortal wombs, and when they reach a certain level, they can also directly reach the heavens.

The Thousand Terraces Conference is presided over by the Six Great Immortal Sects, and the Tianyan Sect sent divine envoys to supervise and assign experience tasks after the conference.

The members of the Tianyan Sect are all selected from the six great immortal sects, genius disciples who are rare to meet in a hundred years.

As for the God Envoy, the status is second only to the God Sovereign.

It stands to reason that the Tianyan Sect and the six immortal sects came from the same line, and they should have supported each other, but the person in front of him killed dozens of disciples without any explanation.

The four elders couldn't believe it no matter what, this is the divine history sent by Tianyan Sect.

The head of Wangyou was silent for a while, after confirming the identity of the token, he cupped his hands at Wujiu and said: "The envoy is coming, I am not far away to welcome him, I don't know where the disciples have annoyed the envoy, made the envoy angry, and killed countless people?"

Wugui did not respond.

A disciple stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Master, the juniors guarding the gate just now asked his identity, but he didn't have a token, and the juniors stopped him from entering, so a fight broke out."

Master Wangyou frowned.

The other elders clicked their tongues secretly: This new envoy is really deceiving!The gatekeepers only obeyed the gate rules and asked about their identities, which led to a fatal disaster.

Master Wangyou looked at Wu Jiu, squinted his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The disciples of the sect have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, and I hope the gods will make you forget the mistakes of villains and forgive them."

These immortals are really noisy!

Wugui glanced at them with distaste, then slowly lowered his body, stepped on a disciple's back, and asked in a deep voice, "Can I go in?"

The head of Wangyou and the elders were shocked.

There was a strong murderous look in the eyes of this divine envoy.Cultivation, it is hard to see what kind of realm has been reached.

The elders looked at each other again, and after a while, the head of Wangyou came to his senses, stretched out his hand and said, "Please."

Wugui didn't even look at them, and went straight in.

The envoys sent by Tianyanzong this year were tyrannical, and the news of the indiscriminate killing of innocent people spread throughout the Tianji Pavilion within a day.

Because of the special status of the envoy, more than a dozen disciples were lost for no reason. Although the head of Wangyou and the elders were suffocated, they not only dared not help to seek justice, but also had to serve this great Buddha respectfully.

The disciples under the sect witnessed the tragic situation of all the brothers and sisters, and felt aggrieved in their hearts, but they were also afraid of this divine envoy, and no one dared to serve him.

That night, the head of Wangyou and his three juniors went to apologize, but the envoy didn't feel guilty at all, even though they talked dryly, they didn't respond.

The head of Wangyou cautiously called out: "God envoy?"

Wu Jiu finally got impatient, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at them: "Is this what you people in Tianji Pavilion are capable of? If you want to avenge those people, you can do it. Otherwise, get out."

Several elders suddenly lowered their heads in horror: "Don't dare."

The head of Wangyou probably understood Wu Jiu's temperament, thinking of those poor disciples who lost their lives, he secretly sighed.After suffering this dumb loss, although he was dissatisfied with the behavior of the envoy in his heart, he did not dare to offend the people of Tianyan Sect, so he had to swallow his breath forcefully and smooth things over with a smile: "The envoy misunderstood, I came here with a few juniors, I want to ask the envoy about the Qiantai Conference."

Wu Jiu glanced lazily at the Fourth Elder: "Yesterday you said that in the Tianji Pavilion, there was a child named Cheng Yi with low cultivation?"

Before the words finished, Sect Master Wangyou and the other elders turned pale with shock.

The cultivation bases of the few of them are all above the Nascent Soul stage, and they usually discuss matters, and there is an enchantment outside the house, so they will not reveal any news.

The envoy was far away from the door at that time, but he listened to their words verbatim, probably he has already practiced the art of hearing, and his cultivation has reached the stage of spiritual emptiness.

If the elders were dissatisfied with Wu Jiu's massacre before, the smiles on their faces were only because of the scruples of the Tianyan Sect's people, but now, they are completely afraid of Wu Jiu.

The room was silent.

Wugui raised an eyebrow.

The second elder took a breath, and replied: "God envoy, that child is a little special. The special thing is that he has all the spiritual roots, but he can't practice any spells."

"Oh?" Wu Jiu squinted his phoenix eyes, as if he had a little interest, "Is it a waste material?"

The leader suddenly interrupted: "Go worry!"

The second elder fell silent suddenly.

"Ok?"

"This..." The second elder looked at the head of Wangyou and the fourth elder, and coughed dryly, "It's not that I can't cultivate at all, it's just that my mind is uncertain, and I haven't learned the simplest technique of star shifting in Tianji Pavilion. I, Tianji Pavilion, have only one child of Xianyuan. It was the fourth junior brother who took pity on him when he was abandoned and picked him up from the mountain."

Wu Jiu cursed secretly in his heart: eyes don't know Mount Tai.

To be able to kill him by exploding his spirit, that young man's cultivation might be unmatched in the heavens.

But these idiots are not necessarily lying.

No matter how powerful Min Chengyi is, it will be ten years later. Now, he is just a child with low cultivation and can be manipulated by others.

The head of Wangyou cupped his hands and said, "About this year's Thousand-Taiwan Conference, what can the envoys tell you?"

"Use your stupid brains yourself." After Wu Jiu finished speaking, he waved his sleeve, and the door closed instantly.

The head of Wangyou and the three elders all stood outside the door.

The head of Wangyou and the four elders were dumbfounded. He was able to teleport five of them out of the door at the same time. The cultivation level of this divine envoy is really unfathomable.

A cold voice came from the room: "All the disciples of Tianji Pavilion must participate in this thousand-stage meeting."

In the early morning of the next day, the towering Tianji Pavilion was shrouded in clouds and mists, like a fairyland. It was the most vigorous time of the day and the most suitable time for cultivation.

In the back hall of Tianji Pavilion, hundreds of disciples are practicing spells.

There was only one person, squatting alone under a bare peach tree, muttering to the soil under the tree.

Suddenly, a fireball flew to his back with lightning speed and touched his clothes, instantly.But the young man didn't seem to feel any pain, and his body remained motionless.

Not far away, a girl in red shouted loudly: "Take it."

The fireball disappeared in an instant, but there was still a big gash on the boy's clothes.

A male disciple next to the girl flattered and flattered: "Master Sister is really amazing."

The young girl named Qu Ruxiao is the only daughter of the Second Elder, and she is also the most talented person among the disciples of Di Zi's generation.

"Then don't look at who used this spell." Qu Ruxiao raised his head proudly, not only did not feel guilty, but smiled at the boy gloatingly, "Junior Brother Chengyi, it's been three years, how can you even I can't even dodge it with my lotus fire technique? I just used a layer of true energy. If you don't show mercy, you might lose your life."

A person next to him said: "Senior sister, it's not like you don't know, our little junior brother has all six faculties, but he is a big fool who can't learn anything."

The others followed suit and laughed.

When Min Chengyi heard the laughter, he finally reacted. He turned his head, but he was not annoyed by others' ridicule. He only said warmly, "Hello, Senior Sister, and Hello, Senior Brothers."

Qu Ruxiao: "Junior Brother, Dad told me that this year's Thousand-Taiwan Conference, all disciples under the sect will participate. Your spiritual power is so low, this year's conference, I'm afraid you won't even be able to pass the first test."

Someone echoed: "The first floor of the Qiantai Conference is Tianwu Bird, little brother, don't blame the brother for not reminding you. If you want to survive, you'd better find a way to get a few panacea to eat, survive the first floor, and you will be able to survive." It won't embarrass Tianji Pavilion and Fourth Master Uncle."

Another person said: "Second senior brother, don't laugh at the younger brother. With his body and cultivation, the younger brother has taken many pills over the years. Have you ever seen his spiritual power increase?"

"Junior brother, it's just right for you to be here. The water mark technique I practiced yesterday just broke through the fourth floor. Would you like to see it?"

These few disciples are all from the earth generation, talented and intelligent, they are the best among the thousands of disciples in Tianji Pavilion, relying on their own strong spiritual power, they often bully their fellow disciples.

In addition, Min Chengyi has a gentle temperament and never cares about others. On weekdays, he is either joking and ridiculing Min Chengyi, or using him to practice spells.

Min Chengyi suffered a loss, and he would not sue the Fourth Elder, which made them even more unscrupulous.

At this moment, a disharmonious voice sounded from a distance: "It's okay for the senior brothers and sisters to bully the juniors on weekdays. In five days' time, there will be the Thousand Terraces Conference, when the senior brothers will come back from the Wanshu Tomb. If you see your junior brother being injured..."

The conversation stopped abruptly at this point, but the complexions of Qu Ruxiao and those people changed.