On the scattered peaks, the bright moon is like a jade plate, hanging high in the night sky. Wang Bugui and other casual cultivators gathered around a large bonfire, drinking and chatting around it.
"Brother Wang is good at his skills. I admire you, so do it first to show respect!" A monk stood up to respect the king without returning, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
"Thank you." Wang Bugui also picked up the wine glass and drank a glass of wine.
"I didn't expect Brother Wang to be so powerful, and we actually spoke rudely to you. Please forgive me!" A monk apologized with fists in his hands.
"It's nothing, I don't care about this. Anyway, I just want to hide my strength." Wang Bugui waved his hand and smiled.
"I didn't expect that three of our casual cultivators could enter the top eight this time. In addition to you, Brother Chu He also advanced. It's really rare. Since the end of the Dharma, there have never been more than two casual cultivators entering the top eight." A casual cultivator sat on the ground, picked up the wine gourd, took a long sip of wine, and sighed.
"I'm just lucky. The people I met were not very powerful geniuses, otherwise I would have been in danger." Chu He, dressed in green clothes, lay on the ground and shook his head.
"Brother Chu is actually very strong. However, today's casual cultivators have too few adventures and insufficient resources, which is why they are in such a miserable situation. In any case, our casual cultivators are proud of themselves this time!" A bearded casual cultivator laughed. road.
"It is said that there is a path to becoming an immortal in this life, but I don't know if it is true. If I can meet him by chance, I will die without regrets!" A gray-haired old man sighed. He was not a participant, but just came here to watch the battle. He has watched several conferences, just to verify which life is the great one predicted by ancient times.
Based on the current situation, this life is the most likely, because there are too many talented people. And all of them are extremely stunning, and ancient Taoist bodies that are rare even in ancient times have also appeared. There is also the inheritance of Zhao Yun's great power, the lineage of Overlord Xiang Yu.
One of the three ancient divine formations has also suddenly appeared. Buddhism also has geniuses that are said to appear once in the ages, and now there is an unknown and powerful casual cultivator.
Baihua Palace and Jiutian Sect have more than one genius. All these signs indicate that a great age will come in two thousand years. The monks on earth have been waiting for the eternal path for the final immortal path in this life.
"It has been five hundred years since I set out on the path of cultivation, and now I am just refining myself. Old man, I have been waiting for five hundred years in this life. I don't dare to expect to live as long as heaven and earth. I just want to see this thing that has made all the heroes of the ages feel sad. Immortal Road, I also want to appreciate the style of the Kunlun Human Emperor. If I can do that, what if I just turn into loess?"
The old man looked at the starry sky and sighed. Once upon a time, he was just like these young people. Full of passion and want to strive for immortality in the next life. But in the end, I saw that my former friends were gradually disappearing, and my beloved beauty's soul was buried in the ground, but I was powerless to change all this. Time, this is the most terrifying force in the world, it has buried too many.
The merciless years have transformed him from a heroic young man into a dying old man. There is no possibility for his cultivation to improve in this life. His only wish before his death is to have a glimpse of the path to immortality that countless people dream of.
Fortunately, on the road to hell, he could talk to his confidante and his friend Shimen about what this path that countless monks have pursued throughout the ages is all about. Wang Bugui looked at the old man drinking alone with some sympathy in his heart.
A person can never forget the feeling of watching a precious person slowly die without being able to do anything about it. And this old man could almost be said to be a fellow traveler with him. He said: "Senior, don't worry. If there is a path to immortality in this life, I will definitely let you see it. I also want to ask senior for his surname!"
"What kind of name are you talking about? Just call me Ke Meng." The old man sighed.
"Young man Wang Bugui, I have met Senior Ke." Wang Bugui chuckled and saluted with cupped fists.
Ke Meng nodded slowly and looked at him carefully. There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. Then he said: "You have already reached this level at such a young age. You may only have a profound experience in the world of mortals before you can break through the shackles."
"Senior Ke is ridiculous. I haven't decided where to go with this final experience." Wang Bugui said with a smile.
"How many years have you been practicing?" Ke Meng asked.
"Twelve years." Wang Bugui said.
"Twelve years? This, it only takes twelve years to reach this level?! Hahaha, it seems that a path to immortality has really appeared in this life. You are almost as good as the number one hero in ancient times. Yes, I I’m also looking forward to this life.” Ke Meng was surprised at first, and then laughed.
"Senior Ke" Wang Bugui wanted to ask him why he was like this, but Ke Meng shook his head, raised his wrinkled hands, and said, "You guys can continue talking, I want to be alone for a while."
After saying that, he stood up and left, disappearing from everyone's sight in just one step. Everyone looked at the direction he left in puzzlement for a while, and then continued drinking, talking and laughing. The group of people drank so much that they were in a daze. Fortunately, the monk was able to use the Purifying Mantra to wake up and avoid missing important events the next day.
"Sure enough, the starry sky is the most beautiful at night!" Wang Bugui hugged the puppet Qianying and lay on the soft grass bed on the cliff, staring at the starry sky with his eyes wide open. The bright moon and stars in the Pure Land felt more within reach, and he stretched out his hand to grab them. No matter how you look at this dreamlike and beautiful starry sky, you will never get tired of it.
The three brothers around him were already fast asleep. Wang Bugui smiled lightly after seeing them. It felt really good to have a family again. Then he put away the puppet Qianying and began to sleep to rest his mind. There was still a big battle waiting for him tomorrow.
When the soft sunshine of the Pure Land shone on Wang Bugui, he frowned and then slowly opened his eyes. Then he patted his face, stood up, took a long stretch, and started practicing Qi in the morning. Zhao Changge and others also woke up one after another and practiced with him.
When the time for the competition was approaching, the four of them set off to fly to the main peak. When they came over, the monks were already standing outside the dojo. Today is the battle of the top four, and it will definitely be more exciting than yesterday. People can't wait for it.
As soon as Wang Bugui and others arrived, they heard bursts of exclamations from men. When they looked for the sound, they found out that it was Leng Yueyan and the three fairies from Baihua Palace walking side by side, talking about something.
These four women are all goddesses in this world. They are certainly strong, and they also have their own charming charm. It was almost like four fairy flowers falling into the mortal world, attracting countless monks to bow down to their charming grace. With a lineup like this, no wonder there was such a big reaction.
"Sure enough, among the female monks of this generation, Leng Yueyan and the three fairies from Baihua Palace are the most powerful. It's a pity that Jiang Lianyue met Zhao Changge before this, and Shangguan Yiyi met Yu Wude again, otherwise they would definitely be involved in this battle." A monk from the True Yang Sect sighed.
Then Leng Yueyan and Mei Qing walked side by side to the center of the dojo, and the onlookers took the initiative to make way for them. Immediately afterwards, the other top eight geniuses also appeared one after another. Ning Zhe chanted the Buddha's name and moved here in one step. There was a sword cry, and the sword energy moved the sky. Feng Tianming flew with his sword and came through the sky.
Sanxiu Chuhe flew over with a treasure gourd, while Wang Bugui and Lu Hao were formed into a formation by Yu Wude and flew over together. At this point, the eight geniuses have assembled. Looking at these geniuses in the center of the field, all the monks commented and sighed.
"I don't know which four people will be able to stay after this battle. Those who can enter the top eight are all outstanding talents, and this time there are three places for casual cultivators. It's really unexpected." There are also monks who are worried about this. I was shocked by the strength of the casual cultivator, but I was relieved when I thought that this life was called the Dharma Ending Age, and the number of heroes almost exceeded the sum of all the people in the past generations.
Mei Qing’s peerless grace, Feng Tianming’s shocking sword intent, Lu Hao’s unparalleled domineering spirit; Ning Zhe’s six-foot-long golden body, Leng Yueyan’s transcendent charm; Chu He’s strange flute sound, Yu Wude’s unparalleled The divine formation, and Wang Bugui’s supreme divine power.
These people were geniuses even in the golden age of spiritual cultivation, and they are destined to shine brightly in this age of Dharma-ending. Maybe in this life, one of them will really become an immortal.
Even the leaders and elders of the various factions in the palace were filled with emotion. They had been looking forward to this life for who knows how long. For more than two thousand years since the pre-Qin Dynasty, countless outstanding people have gone crazy for it and felt sad about it. There will be hope of reappearing in this life.
But the prophecy also said that there will be an unprecedented disaster that will follow the immortal road. In this prosperous age, who can prove the Tao and become an immortal, live as long as heaven and earth, and be proud throughout the ages? What kind of catastrophe will destroy the world and devastate all sentient beings? And who can be the one who can single-handedly deal with all the catastrophes in this life and turn the tide to save the common people
Leng Shuangrong thought quietly for a while, then stood up and walked outside the hall, waved her hand and said: "The monastic conference, the election for the top four, begins!"