I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

A mountain weighs ten thousand jun.

He smashed his head over, carrying a series of strong winds, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

Feng Yuanjiu's fingertips fluttered on the strings, and the hazy clouds and mist rose from the hem of his robe, turning into an ethereal barrier with the sound of heaven and earth, firmly supporting the crumbling mountain.

There was a moment of silence on the viewing platform, everyone held their breaths, as if they were afraid that if they exhaled too hard, they would help the majestic mountain to break through the cloud barrier.

However, this is obviously unfounded worry!

The lingering clouds and mist not only held up the mountain, but Feng Yuanjiu even had time to make a tactic, drawing a purple thunder net and covering Wan Anping's hood.

The dense purple thunder and lightning, with clear frost and scorching flames, converged into a net, covering the sky above Wan Anping's head.

Wan Anping looked up at the net woven by Lei Dian, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, and he brushed his palm over the spirit beast bag on his waist, releasing his spirit beast.

The spirit beast has a dragon head and a snake tail, with wings on its back and sharp claws on its belly, and its whole body is blue, like a spirit but not a spirit.

The faint blue lightning was born on the wings and gathered in the sharp claws.

When the bat's wings trembled, there were thousands of electric lights lingering, and when the dragon's head was raised lightly, a dragon's chant passed through the sky. When the dragon's mouth sucked in, the demon-killing god thunder carrying fire and ice became the food for this spirit beast!

The ancient fierce beast Thunderbolt Dragon!

I didn't expect Wan Anping to hide such a fierce and rare spirit beast!

With the Lightning Bat Dragon, Feng Yuanjiu's supernatural power of thunder is useless, and he must always guard against this fierce beast to strike him with lightning in turn!

fortunately……

Feng Yuanjiu's gaze was fixed on the Thunder Bat Dragon, his eyes flickered slightly, and he thought about it.

The calmness on Shuli's face was replaced by shock and panic, Yubai's fingertips hastily wiped the spirit animal bag, as if rushing to the doctor, he hastily released two Cyclops to stand in front of the Thunder Bat Dragon.

Seeing this, Wan Anping sneered.

The fat fingers pointed together, and said: "Quick!"

Thousands of hard stabs appeared out of thin air under Feng Yuanjiu's feet.

Feng Yuanjiu's body was as light as fluttering catkins in an instant, holding a mountain to dodge among the sharp thorns, as if he was a little overwhelmed.

The two Cyclops were also suppressed by the rank of the Thunder Bat Dragon, and they were treated as two little mice to play with.

Feng Yuanjiu started the game with a good momentum, but he didn't know that after only two rounds, his momentum began to decline.

All the disciples on the viewing platform relaxed and began to communicate with each other, discussing in low voices, mocking Feng Yuanjiu's overreaching both openly and secretly.

Kang Xuan's spiritual thoughts enveloped most of the viewing platform. Hearing these small words, the corners of his lips could not help but curl up in a mocking arc—Feng Yuanjiu is more than that, I hope that Wan Anping will not be too stupid to let this There are more fighting skills to watch.

However, Wan Anping is destined to disappoint Kang Xuanyi.

After meeting each other several times, the impression of Feng Yuanjiu's low level was too deep, and Wan Anping looked down on Feng Yuanjiu from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, seeing that Feng Yuanjiu was indeed not his all-in-one enemy, Wan Anping sneered in his heart, and drew out a ball of black and yellow light, and threw it towards Feng Yuanjiu.

The black and yellow light group rises when the wind blows, and when it is about to reach Feng Yuanjiu's body, it has already turned into a swamp full of bubbles.

Seeing this swamp, Kang Xuanyi's expression changed on the viewing platform. He was a little worried that Feng Yuanjiu, who lacked common sense, would not be able to recognize this monster, and suffered a dark loss!

Feng Yuanjiu really didn't know this monster, but he didn't take it lightly.

After all, the three roads were blocked, Feng Yuanjiu just wanted to act, but he didn't really want to be the turtle in the urn.

When the swamp was approaching, Feng Yuanjiu wiped the second spirit beast bag around his waist with his fingertips, and released the Golden Feather Crow Emperor that he got from Bu Ziming earlier.

The Golden Feather Crow Emperor was fed by Feng Yuanjiu with the Seven Star Grass, it is no longer what it used to be!

The towering golden crowns on the heads, the red gold feathers all over the body, and the surging fire clouds under the feet all show that this monster has reached the critical moment of transformation.

In other words, this Golden Feathered Crow Emperor has the cultivation base of the Dzogchen realm in the late Jindan stage!

Moreover, it is the nemesis of the swamp king!

Wan Anping's expression finally changed, but it was too late.

The moment the Golden Feather Crow Emperor appeared, the little fox on Feng Yuanjiu's shoulder supported the mountain above his head on his behalf.

Feng Yuanjiu held a three-foot green peak, transformed into countless afterimages, and stabbed directly at Wan Anping with lightning speed.

The momentum was so fast that Wan An couldn't avoid it, and was directly pierced through the dantian by the three-foot green spear.

That's not all.Fengyuan Jiuzhenyuan invaded Wan Anping's dantian through the magic sword, and in Wan Anping's unbelievable shock, directly shattered his golden elixir!

Wan Anping's eyes were about to burst: "How dare you!"

"In the past you hurt Uncle Zhuang, but today I dare." Accompanied by this faint whisper, Feng Yuanjiu suddenly slapped Wan Anping's spirit cap on the sky, killing his true spirit!

The situation was reversed in a blink of an eye, and there was no sound on the viewing platform.

Feng Yuanjiu withdrew his hand, wiped his slender hands carefully with a silk handkerchief, and walked up to the first peak on the Bright Star Bridge.

Feng Yuanjiu stopped at the top of the first peak, flicking his wide sleeves.

A cyan longevity lock flew out from his sleeve, hovered over the head of the Thunder Bat Dragon, and put this ancient beast into the longevity lock in an instant!

That's right, Wan Anping's domineering spirit beast turned out to be a soul body!

If he hadn't seen this, Feng Yuanjiu wouldn't have dared to use the pair of one-eyed monkeys to restrain the Thunder Bat Dragon.

A battle was over.

The little fox hugged the palm-sized Linglong Mountain and jumped onto Feng Yuanjiu's shoulder. Feng Yuanjiu raised his hand and recalled the pair of one-eyed monkeys and the two-headed bird that regarded the Swamp King as a great tonic, tearing and devouring it mouthful.

He looked up at Elder Wei on the verdict.

Elder Wei tugged at his beard and murmured secretly: "You dare to kill the descendants of his direct line under the eyes of the First Elder, you are indeed a fearsome young generation!"

Rising up from the judging stage, Elder Wei stroked his beard: "The Nine Peaks have an owner, and the ranking has not yet been determined. Can you change the ranking?"

Above the Nine Peaks, none of the Nine Great Disciples responded.

Elder Wei started from the first peak and looked over one by one. After confirming that no one had any objection to the ranking, he raised his finger to the golden scroll hanging in the air.

The handwriting on the gold scroll gradually changed to——

The first seat of the Nine Great Disciples, Shouyang Mountain Fengyuan Jiu;

No.2 of the Nine Great Disciples, Yunwuyuan Wei Wufang;

No.3 of the Nine Great Disciples, Fang Wuya, leader of Wan Lei;

No.4 of the Nine Great Disciples, Chixiao Shanbu Xiangguang;

No.5 of the Nine Great Disciples, Meng Wujun of Shuangdagger Mountain;

No.6 of the Nine Great Disciples, Fairy Lingbo of Yingyue Lake;

No.7 of the Nine Great Disciples, Yao Bai on the Great Sun Peak;

Nine Great Disciples No.8, Jinwuling Ding Lingshu;

No.9 of the Nine Great Disciples, Fairy Miaoyin of Jingwei Palace.

On the golden scroll, the roster of nine major disciples has been finalized.

Elder Wei bowed towards the sky and saluted: "Please take charge of the seal."

A big red hand came from the void, and the golden scroll in the air was instantly caught into the void.

Above the void, behind the clouds.

Baili Changkong looked at the newly released roster and took out the seal of the master.

The Great Elder Wan Changqing, who has always shown himself to be selfless, suddenly said: "Feng Yuanjiu's qualifications are shallow, his magic skills are not good, and he won by luck thanks to his skills. I'm afraid he won't be able to take the first place and lead my [-] people." disciple."

The translation is four words - Fengyuan Jiude does not match!

Baili Changkong played with the golden seal of the sect master, raised his eyes, and looked at the elder Wan Changqing calmly: "The younger brother's words really doubt the patriarch."

The translation is also four words-you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors.

Great Elder Wan Changqing's plain face was suddenly dyed with some vivid color: "Senior Brother, you can't just because his surname is Feng..."

"You also know that he was born in Miaoge's belly." Baili Changkong interrupted Wan Changqing, and stamped the golden seal on the golden scroll, "It's true that junior brother should not miss the business because of personal affairs."

The Great Elder Wan Changqing's expression changed slightly, and he finally let the golden scroll fall into the clouds.

The golden scroll fell to the sky above the nine peaks and unfolded slowly.

After adding the gold seal of the sect master, the words on the golden scroll will be frozen until the next big competition in the sect.

Elder Wei ordered another gold roll.

Nine golden lights shot out from the golden scroll and shot towards the Nine Great Disciple Peaks.

The golden light penetrated between the eyebrows, Feng Yuanjiu suddenly felt that his mind was connected with the first peak, and everything on the first peak was imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness, only then did he know that these nine great disciple peaks are actually the dharma masters full of spiritual materials from heaven and earth!

No wonder everyone wants to become a disciple of the Ninth Great Master!

Not to mention all the preferential treatment, only this Baofeng is worth it!

Feng Yuanjiu's thoughts moved slightly, and the first peak shrank to a radius of a hundred feet in an instant, hiding in the thousands of miles of stars.

The handsome monk stepped on the mountains and stars and slowly lifted into the sky, overlooking the other eight peaks and the viewing platform.

The remaining eight disciples, headed by Wei Wufang, bowed and saluted: "Greetings, senior brother!"

On the viewing platform, three thousand inner disciples bowed and saluted: "Greetings, big brother!"

Feng Yuanjiu flicked his sleeves lightly: "Everyone please stand up."

After the disciples had met the new senior brother, Elder Wei accepted the gold scroll and announced the end of the contest.

The elders in charge set up the streamers one after another and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

None of the nine disciples left on the peak, and the remaining eight disciples were all waiting for the instruction from the new chief Feng Yuanjiu.

After all, the new chief seat was changed, even if Feng Yuanjiu is the direct disciple of the previous chief seat, no one can guarantee that the power in his hands will not be re-divided without expressly expressing it.

What's more, besides the first seat among the nine disciples this time, there are two other newcomers.

Feng Yuanjiu glanced over the remaining eight disciples, took a focused look at Bu Xiangyang, and said calmly: "Let's keep everything as before, I hope all juniors and sisters will perform their duties, and don't insult the identity of the nine disciples."

No matter what they thought in their hearts, the Eight Great Disciples all agreed on their faces with great respect.

Feng Yuanjiu said again: "Let's leave first, after ten days, I will discuss a new strategy with all my juniors and sisters."

The heart that had just been let go hangs up a little bit, but under the eyes of the master inside the door, they dare not do anything special, each promises, and drives away on Baofeng.

Feng Yuanjiu's eyes fell on the viewing platform, looking at Kang Xuanyi across the thousand feet of blue sky.

People who used to be cautious and cautious, and people who used to only look up to their respected status, can finally look up today.

Just thinking about it, wanting to finish with Kang Xuan, I heard Qin Changsheng's voice transmission.

Qin Changsheng said: "The real head of the sect has summoned you, and come to Yuanhe Palace as soon as possible."