At the foot of the snow mountain, in the building where the Murong Family was stationed, a black-robed old man was lying on a rocking chair, waving a black feather fan in his hand, with a relaxed look on his face.
"Return to the elder, the son is now ranked second, and the young lady's ranking is also eighth." A young disciple wearing a soap robe walked in quickly, kneeling on one knee and holding a fist. Said.
"Okay! I see, you go down first." The black robe old man waved the feather fan in his hand and said blankly.
"Yes!" The Zaopao disciple agreed, and quickly exited the secret room.
"I didn't expect Long'er and Feng'er to grow so fast in just a few decades. From this point of view, the amount of luck that Tianmen will accumulate this time will not be a problem in the top four. If the two work together. , Give that number one Beidou Pavilion female disciple to..."
After muttering a few words to himself, the black robe old man showed a cold smile on his face, and immediately stood up, took out a black-lighted talisman from his sleeve, and hit a magic trick to land on it.
After a burst of black light on the surface of the entire talisman, it spontaneously ignited in the void, and after just a few breaths, it turned into a palm-sized spiritual flame.
Then the old man gently slapped the black feather fan in his hand, and a black wind swept out, holding up the spiritual flame, flashing out of the window, and then disappeared.
The black-robed old man looked out the window, nodded in satisfaction, and then sat back on the rocking chair.
In a secret room where Tiangongzong is located, three middle-aged men in yellow blouses are sitting opposite each other, discussing in a low voice.
"This time we have laid down the blood and handed over the hidden puppets to the disciples. Unexpectedly, the Beidou Pavilion and the Murong family would have the upper hand." A man with a body like a thin bamboo pole brows. Locked tightly, said slowly.
"This member of the Murong family also hurt my disciple at the exchange meeting a month ago. It is simply arrogant. Now Wu Chao has also fallen. I wonder if it is related to the Murong brothers and sisters." Another upper body The shirtless brawny said angrily.
"It's a pity that I handed the organ armor to Peng Yue. If it were to be given to Wu Chao, perhaps he would be able to escape." The thin bamboo pole man showed a trace of regret.
Today, on the stele, the rank of the disciples of Tiangongzong is a bit worse than that of Taiqingmen. No one is in the top ten. Peng Yue ranks behind twenty. And their high hopes for the silver car youth are currently only Ranked eleventh.
"The two juniors don’t have to worry too much. The trial is only halfway through, and it’s still unclear what will happen in the end. It’s the fact that this time the four major Taizong disciples are all ranked low, and many of our disciples have fallen. This is the first one. In the trials of several sessions, they are all very rare." The middle-aged man who was left with the appearance of a Confucian scholar said lightly.
After the bare-chested burly men looked at each other, both showed a thoughtful look.
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The same scenario is being played out from time to time in the various factions under the snow mountain. The ranking on the Xuefeng monument is not only related to the opportunities of these rising stars in the sect, but also to the rise and fall of the sect in the future for nearly a thousand years. Let the elders of the sect masters dare not ignore it.
However, no matter how the various factions outside the secret realm reacted, the Tianmen Hui was still going on.
In the secret world, somewhere unfathomable, in a huge cylindrical space.
An ancient palace is suspended here, the whole body is built of bluestone, and there are several white stone pillars around it, supporting a white light curtain, which protects the entire palace.
The formation prohibition outside the palace is extremely domineering, exuding the aura of the moment when the formations are high, and it is also a place of inheritance.
Today, the front door of the palace is open, and its interior is extremely empty, except for a rather magnificent altar, there is nothing else on display.
The altar is more than ten feet long and wide, and about ten feet high. There is a hundreds-storey stone steps directly in front of the top of the altar.
On the stone steps, there were more than a dozen humanoid puppets lying horizontally and vertically, and the chests of these puppets were hollowed out, and their cores had long since disappeared.
At the top of the altar is a square platform measuring several meters in size. The platform is carved with strangely curved blood-colored array patterns. On each of the east, west, south and north sides, there are cyan stone pillars that are as high as one person.
At this time, a silver-haired woman is sitting quietly on a stone pillar in the east, holding an old book in her hand, studying with relish, and similar books are stacked beside her, which is enough More than ten books.
This woman is impressively Yinse, the disciple of Beidou Pavilion ranked number one on the Qi Luck Stele.
And under the other pillars, lying four or five corpses with different costumes, most of these people bleed from their orifices, and their deaths are very ugly.
The inheritance here has obviously been broken, but the only living person left here is this woman.
The silver-haired girl didn't seem to care about the bloody scenes around her, she just flipped through the book in her hand wholeheartedly, showing a hint of thought on her face from time to time.
"It seems that it is impossible to learn about these secrets in the short term. It is better to bring them back to the cabinet and study them carefully."
After a while, the silver-haired woman raised her head, muttered to herself with a soft smile, and closed the book in her hand.
Immediately, she stood up surly, stroked her sleeves, and a roll of light silver mist emerged from it. After putting away the surrounding books, she jumped off the stone pillar, and fell lightly like a fallen leaf. On the high platform below, there was no sound.
A soft "pop"!
The silver-haired woman raised her lotus arm lightly, and her white palm lightly patted somewhere on the stone pillar beside her, and the pattern on the ground suddenly lit up.
At the next moment, a cylindrical magic circle rose slowly in the sound of "chichi", and countless runes jumped in the circle.
Seeing this, the silver-haired woman stepped into the magic circle in a flash. After a dazzling silver light flashed, the figure of the woman disappeared in the hall.
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In a bluestone valley surrounded by lush and green ancient trees, a clear stream with a width of one long stretches across it, and the gurgling stream flows torrentially.
On both sides of the stream, countless different kinds of spiritual grasses are scattered, exuding bursts of strong aura, and it is a natural medicine garden like a paradise.
In the depths of the valley, two black figures were galloping like lightning.
Behind the two of them, billowing smoke and dust were everywhere, and the thrilling rumbling sound continued. It was a giant monster with a head of more than ten feet high and an upper body like a deer and a horse like a deer. The lower part of the body was like a horse.
This beast not only looks weird, the red and black spiritual patterns on its body are intertwined in a disorderly manner, and the fierce light flashes between a pair of dark green pupils from time to time.
Suddenly, the monster made a weird cry, and jumped forward, violently speeding up in the void, and spraying a thick red and black beam of light like a bucket with a big mouth toward the two black lines ahead. Yingfeng lased away like a lightning bolt.
Wherever the beam of light passed, the surrounding air hummed and twisted.
As a result, just when the beam of light was about to hit the two black shadows, the two black silhouettes were blurred, and they dodged from the left and the right to avoid the attack.
In the rumbling sound, the red and black beam of light almost whizzed past the two of them, and landed on a cliff in front of them.
Wherever the beam of light passed, whether it was a bluestone or a spiritual medicine, all instantly turned to ashes without exception.
"If this is allowed to continue, the spirit grass in the valley will probably be destroyed a lot." In the black shadow on the left, a slender woman's voice spread for an instant.
"Don't try hard here, let's lead it out of Yanaka first." Another dark shadow said in a deep voice.
The purpose of the two is obviously to pick the elixir, so naturally they can't fight in the valley. Otherwise, even if the beast is beheaded, they can't catch the elixir of more than half of the valley.
The slender female hummed softly, and then her hand condensed, and her back covered by black air suddenly stretched out a pair of long wings, and her escape speed suddenly accelerated by a few minutes.
The valley was only a few acres in size, and under the deliberate guidance of two shadows, the half-deer and half-horse weird monsters were quickly led out of the valley.
"Brother, you don't want to take action, this monster beast will be handled by me." After the woman made a faint sound, she turned and stopped in mid-air. The black flames all over her body surged out and surrounded her. Quickly condensed, weaving a huge firebird pattern measuring four to five feet high.
"Okay, then leave it to the little girl."
The other black shadow chuckled, and the black light appeared on a gray boulder, standing with his hands behind his back.
These two black shadows are not others, but Fairy Heifeng and his elder brother.
By accident, the two came here after chasing and killing a few other disciples of the aristocracy, and they discovered the land of natural elixir in this mountain valley.
The two of them stopped chasing those disciples, and broke into the deep valley without saying a word.
It turned out that this valley was filled with panacea that had been heated for hundreds or even thousands of years, and I was overjoyed immediately!
Not enough, so naturally there are guardian monsters in such a spiritual world.
This half-deer and half-horse monster in the center of the hidden valley is a monster in the false pill realm. It not only has amazing defensive ability, but also has great power that can turn everything into coke by spraying black and red light beams. The mountain is full of elixir, regardless of it.
In just this short meeting, I am afraid that one-tenth of the entire Spirit Valley has become scorched, and the loss of the elixir in it is already an astronomical figure in the outside world.
This made Fairy Heifeng a lot of heartache.
Seeing the black wind fairy who had stopped, the weird monster made a low hissing cry on the sky, kicked on all fours, and rushed over without hesitation.
Seeing this, Fairy Heifeng flashed a sneer in her beautiful eyes, and under the black flame, her figure melted into the black firebird phantom behind her.
There was a clear cry that rushed to Jiuxiao!
The black flamingo hovered in the void, with its wings close together, turning into a pitch-black fireball without retreating, and swooping towards the weird monster.