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

Xuantian Peak, the square in front of the sect's main hall.

Dozens of elders in white have already taken their seats. The one in the front with white hair and white beard and a kind smile is naturally the sect master Liu Rulong.

The square is already occupied by disciples from Lindan Peak and Yunlong Peak. It is packed with people. Although ordinary disciples from the two peaks have no chance to fight, they are all concerned about the result of this fight. After all, it directly affects how much resources they will allocate in the next three years.

Especially this is the first time that Tong Dachuan, the master of Lindan Peak, has led a team to fight in 20 years. As one of the four late-stage foundation-building cultivators in the sect, many disciples are full of curiosity about him and want to see the methods of this cultivator who was famous throughout the sect decades ago.

"Junior Brother Tong leads the team to fight, which is extraordinary. This momentum is much greater than the previous confrontations." Liu Rulong stroked his beard and smiled.

"Hmph, what's the point of making a big noise? Yunlong Peak will definitely win this time." The one who spoke was Liu Weimao, the great elder of the Dan Palace. Since Liu Rulong openly stood on Tong Dachuan's side, Liu Weimao often expressed his dissatisfaction with Liu Rulong openly or secretly.

Liu Rulong smiled and did not refute him. He only sighed in his heart. It's really hard to be the leader of this sect.

At this moment, the disciples under the stage suddenly made a commotion, and bursts of exclamations and cheers came.

A flying boat with dazzling spiritual light suddenly appeared in the sky, looking extremely gorgeous. Standing on it were the ten outer disciples of Lindan Peak and Tong Dachuan and others.

"The people from Lin Danfeng are here!"

"Yes, they are more energetic than before. It seems that having the peak master leading the team is extraordinary."

"Haha, can you win with energy? It's useless. Yunlong will definitely win this time!"

"Lin Danfeng? Haha, it would be a miracle if they can win one game."

The disciples were talking about it. The disciples from Yunlongfeng naturally criticized Lin Danfeng. Although the disciples from Lin Danfeng were indignant, they had to swallow their anger.

There was no way, who said they were not as strong as others?

The humiliated disciples from Lin Danfeng could only look at the ten outer disciples, hoping that they could win a few more victories and give them the opportunity to be proud and shout loudly.

The person most expected by the disciples was naturally Lin Hongzhi. Although Lin Hongzhi was arrogant and domineering on weekdays and didn't look at people with a straight face, he still won the most cheers here.

"Brother Lin, come on!"

"Brother Lin, the number one outer sect master in Lindan Peak!"

"Brother Lin will win!"

Feeling the cheers of the crowd, Lin Hongzhi felt elated, and a smile appeared on his lips involuntarily, and he raised his head, which was already very high, a little higher.

"Chirp!"

Suddenly, the sound of an eagle's cry came from between heaven and earth, startling the disciples to look up in a hurry, but found nothing.

A dark cloud suddenly pressed down, and in the sight of the crowd, it suddenly turned into a huge eagle, with a body length of dozens of feet, and its wings spread out like iron, raising gusts of wind, blowing the disciples below unsteadily, and soon a large area was vacated.

Dozens of disciples stood proudly on the back of the eagle, and jumped down from a height of more than ten feet above the ground, falling as fast as a meteorite, and then landed gracefully near the ground, causing everyone to exclaim.

"This... This is the Iron-backed Goshawk, the spiritual bird of Yunlong Peak's master Bai Tianchi!"

"Oh my god, this goshawk is so powerful, it must be a spiritual bird of the Tongming Realm!"

"Yunlong Peak's appearance is much more impressive than Lindan Peak's."

"Tsk tsk, Yunlong Peak's foundation is much deeper than Lindan Peak's. Look at the cultivation of these ten disciples, all of them are at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, and all of them have magic weapons. There is simply no way to win."

Everyone was excited, commenting on the two sides, and overwhelmingly optimistic about the disciples of Yunlong Peak to win.

Tong Dachuan stood at the front with his hands behind his back. With his powerful spiritual sense, he naturally heard the words of everyone nearby. After a slight sense of the ten high-spirited disciples on the opposite side, he instantly discovered the obvious gap and couldn't help but look extremely ugly.

Not only are all the people on the opposite side at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, but they all have yellow-grade high-grade magic weapons, and they are all one attack and one defense. At first glance, they are much stronger than their own side.

At this time, the disciples of Yunlong Peak looked at the Lindan Peak disciples who looked extremely shabby on the opposite side and began to mock them wantonly.

"You only have a mid-grade magic weapon, and you still want to fight us? Isn't this just a dream!"

"Five levels of Qi Condensation? That's it?"

"Is this a fun fight? I can sweep them all by myself!"

"Haha, Brother Mu Bai will take action, and there will definitely be no one on the opposite side who can last two rounds."

The disciples of Yunlong Peak ridiculed and mocked their opponents to their heart's content, making the ten disciples of Lindan Peak gnashed their teeth and cursed back.

Lin Hongzhi was furious. How could he tolerate his opponent's arrogance? He started to curse:

"You ten chickens of Yunlong Peak, have you decided who will fight against me? Tell me how you want to die, and I will satisfy you."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused cheers from the disciples of Lindan Peak. They could not win but could not lose in momentum.

"Haha, a fifth-level Qi Condensation disciple is so arrogant? And he's one of the top ten disciples? Lindan Peak is really empty."

Li Mubai is thin, his eyes are like lightning, and he looks very oppressive. He tapped the yellow-grade high-grade magic sword in his hand, looked at Lin Hongzhi and smiled:

"Why don't we just fight directly? Why draw lots? It's a waste of time. Let me, your senior brother, teach you how to use a sword, haha~"

"Humph, let's fight, who am I afraid of you?" Lin Hongzhi was not willing to be outdone and agreed immediately.

Tong Dachuan, who was standing next to him, was extremely dissatisfied after hearing this. He stared at Lin Hongzhi fiercely and snorted coldly: "What? Are you two qualified to decide the opponents and order of the duel?"

Li Mubai and Lin Hongzhi bowed their heads and saluted, neither daring to object.

"Haha, why are you angry, brother Tong? It's a good thing for young people to be aggressive and aggressive. I think why don't we let them go on stage and have a duel first?" The bald man with a mouth full of stubble who spoke was Bai Tianchi, the master of Yunlong Peak.

Tong Dachuan knew that Bai Tianchi was eager to let Li Mubai fight against Lin Hongzhi, so that it would be possible to defeat all the disciples of Lindan Peak in one fell swoop, win an overwhelming victory, and thus obtain more training resources.

After secretly cursing Lin Hongzhi, the idiot, Tong Dachuan said expressionlessly: "It is better to draw lots according to the old rules for the sect confrontation conference."

"Haha, that's fine, it depends on how lucky we are, Mu Bai. If we draw Lin Junior Brother, it will be interesting." Bai Tianchi said meaningfully, stroking his long beard.

"Hmph, let's meet in the arena, Master Baifeng." Tong Dachuan snorted coldly and left with a wave of his sleeves.

Bai Tianchi smiled faintly and walked back to the crowd of Yunlong Peak with confidence.

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