The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Two figures walked out side by side.

The person on the right has a white beard and white hair, and a smile that makes people feel like spring breeze. He is the leader of Xuantian Sect, Liu Rulong.

The man on the left is short and fat, not angry but powerful. He is actually the master of Lindan Peak, Tong Dachuan.

Seeing this scene, everyone had different looks and some thoughts in their hearts. It seemed that the news that Sect Master Liu preferred Master Tong Feng to take over the Xuantian Sect was conclusive.

Everyone in Lindan Peak straightened up one after another, their eyes full of joy.

At this time, the two of them had reached the top of the hall. The sect leader Liu Rulong stroked his beard and smiled, looked at each other with Tong Dachuan next to him, and said:

"You are all our elite disciples of the Xuantian Sect and are the future of the Xuantian Sect. You dare to challenge yourself, dare to enter the secret realm to fight to the death, and seize your own opportunities. You are all good!"

Liu Rulong paused, glanced at each disciple with encouraging eyes, and continued:

"This trip to the secret realm is not only related to yourselves, but also related to the future of the sect. You must remember to use all means to snatch the spiritual grass and elixir for refining the foundation-building pill. Of course, you cannot do anything to the people of your own sect. Take action."

The hundreds of disciples had expressionless faces, and they didn't know whether they heard it or not.

Seeing this, Liu Rulong waved his hand and threw out a hundred white jade disks, flying towards each disciple accurately.

Zhan Nianchuan took the disk, which showed dense red dots connected together.

"This is a positioning weapon specially refined by the sect for this trip to the secret realm. It can sense the position of fellow sects within a range of hundreds of miles. If you encounter enemies and monsters that you cannot handle, you can seek help."

This thing is good, but sometimes it can cause trouble. Zhan Nianchuan looked at it casually and put it in his arms.

"It has been nearly ten thousand years since the secret realm was opened. This is the location of the area rich in elixirs and the unique elixir map. You must study it carefully. I will take it back after a cup of tea." Liu Rulong then threw out a hundred books. Thick book.

After getting it, Zhan Nianchuan immediately sat down cross-legged and began to read through, trying to remember every detail in his mind.

The memory of immortal cultivators far exceeds that of ordinary people. After a cup of tea, Zhan Nianchuan has read the entire book several times and memorized all the details.

After taking back the book, Liu Rulong said loudly: "In this trip to the secret realm, of all the spiritual herbs and elixirs you brought out, you can personally keep 20% of the part that belongs to our sect. In addition, the disciple who brings out the most elixirs will receive A low-grade Xuan-level magic weapon!”

A low-grade Xuan-level magic weapon!

All the disciples in the audience immediately became excited, showing expressions of great excitement and eagerness. Most of these disciples who dare to participate in the Nanlu Secret Realm have good qualifications. As long as they can obtain a sufficient number of foundation-building pills, they will be able to successfully build the foundation. Then they will be short of a mysterious-level magic weapon.

The atmosphere was extremely warm.

Zhan Nianchuan is much more calm. In his storage bag, there is a low-grade Xuan-level blue water shield. But if there is a chance, he will try his best to fight for it.

After looking at the bustling hall with satisfaction, Liu Rulong said loudly: "Cultivating immortals is something that goes against heaven. We monks should be brave and radical, looking for that glimmer of hope in the slim world. Let's snatch the spiritual herbs and elixirs of the four sects. , let them be the stepping stones on your path to immortality!”

Zhan Nianchuan looked at the disciples who were obviously aroused and looked high-spirited. He secretly admired Liu Rulong's words for being really inspiring and what he said made sense.

"Junior Brother Tong, I'll leave these disciples to you, thank you for your hard work." Liu Rulong turned to look at Tong Dachuan beside him and said with a smile.

"Senior brother, don't worry." Tong Dachuan replied solemnly, then took a step forward and shouted:

"Set off!"

With a wave of his hand, he threw out a sparkling pocket spaceship.

The flying boat swelled in the wind, and in an instant it became more than ten feet long.

The flying boat hovered several feet above the square. Its hull was exquisitely decorated, its body was huge, and it looked very imposing.

The disciples looked at the flying boat with envious expressions in their eyes. The value of the flying magic weapon in the middle stage of Xuan level is astonishing.

Tong Dachuan rolled up his sleeves and flew onto the flying boat with the nine disciples of Lindan Peak. He looked down at the disciples below and shouted:

"Come up here, everyone. My flying boat is much faster than your royal weapons."

All the disciples raised their spirits and jumped onto the flying boat one after another. More than a hundred people stood on it, and it didn't seem crowded at all.

As the morning sun rose, the flying boat trembled slightly in the thousands of rays of light, and shot towards the Lingxi Sect, instantly turning into a black spot on the horizon.

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Tong Dachuan stood proudly on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, and his short and fat body looked quite impressive.

Looking away from his master, Zhan Nianchuan looked at his teammates in the secret realm.

Each peak on the flying boat is still divided into six piles with different numbers of people, with clear boundaries.

Among them, Lindan Peak has the smallest number of people, and the number of people on the other six peaks is not much different.

The most eye-catching thing is of course Qingling Peak, all of which are beauties with fair skin and beautiful appearance. More than ten beautiful women are crowded together, it is like a hundred flowers blooming, which makes people unable to move away from their eyes. Open your eyes.

Among them, the most beautiful one is naturally Leng Bingqing. She has icy muscles and jade bones, a fringed shawl, an ethereal and cold expression, and her eyes are as clean as a stream of autumn water. She is extremely beautiful and extremely cold, and her temperament is like that of a holy and flawless fairy.

Many male disciples on the flying boat secretly peeked at Leng Bingqing from time to time, with extremely hot eyes.

Zhan Nianchuan was also distracted for a moment, and quickly silently practiced the Soul Refining Technique to keep his eyes clear. He didn't want to look too much. Just when he was about to look away, Leng Bingqing nodded slightly at him.

She knows me? Zhan Nianchuan immediately came back to his senses, knowing that Tong Xi had probably mentioned him to her, so he smiled and nodded.

"Does Junior Brother Zhan know the beautiful Leng?" A young disciple came over and asked curiously.

"We only met once, so we are not very familiar with each other." Zhan Nianchuan replied indifferently.

The young disciple looked at Zhan Nianchuan with envy, not hiding his jealousy.

"Junior Brother Zhan is really amazing. You can even talk to the beautiful Leng. To be honest, she is a piece of ice and doesn't say a word to any man. I don't know which man will be lucky enough to melt her in the future."

Zhan Nianchuan listened silently and turned his gaze to Yunlong Peak. More than a dozen people surrounded a tall and thin man like stars surrounding the moon. He had small eyes and thin lips, and it was obvious that he was not an easy person to get along with.

"That's Chen Yuanliang, the eldest disciple of Yunlong Peak. He practices the gold-based technique and is also a sword cultivator. He is extremely powerful." The young disciple introduced.

Feeling Zhan Nianchuan's gaze, Chen Yuanliang raised his head and looked at Zhan Nianchuan, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

"If you want to die, you can mess with me."

Zhan Nianchuan looked indifferent. He had no good feelings towards the people of Yunlong Peak. From the initial Chen Dong to Li Mubai, they had been looking for trouble with him.

"The bald man is Hua Yingwu, the first inner disciple of Tianwu Peak. He is extremely talented and has a deep attainment in body refining. I heard that it was his obsession with body refining that delayed his entry into the foundation-building stage."

Feeling Zhan Nianchuan's gaze, Hua Yingwu turned his head and looked at him, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.