At this time, there were seven or eight Jindan elders standing in front of the square, followed by more than 40 foundation-building cultivators, and more than 100 Qi Condensation disciples. The eight elders in the front were talking in low voices, led by the sect's Xingtang Hall Master Peng Wuxing, the beautiful Buli Peak Master Li, and the Lingchong Peak Master Feng standing to the side.
The master of the Four Symbols Peak is a white-haired old man, over ten feet tall, serious and dignified. The rest of the people should be the elders of each peak. Li Yan did not know them. Yan Longzi did not show up in this accident, but he was the master of Laojun Peak and also the head of the sect.
After Li Wuyi found an open space, he led everyone to land and then collected the scroll. He turned around and whispered a few words to Li Yan, then led Wei Chituo, Yun Chunqu, and Gong Chenying to walk forward.
Li Yan walked towards the group of Qi Condensation cultivators at the back. At the same time, he glanced at the group of Foundation Establishment cultivators and soon saw Zhao Min's tall and slender figure.
Since their group arrived later, Zhao Min had already noticed a few people. When she saw Li Yan looking at her, her face was still cold, and she just nodded to him imperceptibly.
Li Yan withdrew his gaze with a smile in his eyes. Their actions were extremely covert, and even Li Changting, who was standing next to Zhao Min, did not notice.
Moreover, at this moment, she couldn't notice Zhao Min's movements. She was staring at Li Wuyi and his group who were walking towards her with great interest, her eyes full of joy.
Li Yan walked to the back where the Qi Condensation Stage disciples were. Many people had already seen him. Some of them nodded to him with a smile, some looked at him with disdain, and some had hostility in their eyes.
After Li Yan nodded and greeted some people, he ignored the unfriendly looks and walked aside.
When he came over just now, he felt a few cold gazes from the Qi Condensation Stage cultivators. He knew without looking that they must be disciples who were on good terms with Zhou Guaner.
Zhou Guaner failed to be selected into the 108 people this time. It is said that he holds a grudge against him, saying that Li Yan's poison affected his performance later.
There were still some people who treated him well, like Du Sanjiang from Sixiang Peak, Lv Qiuting from Laojun Peak, Brother Wu, the horse-faced, dark-skinned young man from Lingchong Peak who brought him into the sect, and Brother Yu, the gentle young man who had taken care of him when he was injured.
Of the two people at Lingchong Peak, Li Yan was initially only familiar with his senior brother, because this was the first person he saw when he woke up. In fact, Li Yan did not have a bad impression of this person.
On the contrary, during the break of the last competition, he had a conversation with this person and learned that the horse-faced young man Senior Brother Wu and the fat monk Senior Brother Lu were also responsible for saving him and bringing him back to the sect.
That Senior Brother Wu had a ferocious look and was not good at talking. After talking to Li Yan for a few words, he stared at the crystal plate again. Li Yan felt that this person was a man of upright character.
As for the slightly plump young man, Senior Brother Lu, he did not make it into the team of 108 people. Li Yan had the impression that he was extremely slick.
These three people were also among the few who knew about Li Yan's poisonous body. They were quite surprised to see that Li Yan was able to stagger into the team of 108 people in the competition.
These people were standing together with the cultivators from their own peak, talking in low voices. When they saw Li Yan, they just smiled and nodded, but did not take the initiative to come over to talk.
At this moment, there were dozens of Qi Condensation disciples in each peak. Li Yan seemed extremely lonely, so he simply found a corner to stand in and began to look around.
Li Yan looked towards the center of the square, where stood a huge monument. Last time, Li Yan was severely damaged because he couldn't even see it clearly. This monument certainly would not intentionally hurt anyone today.
The stone tablet is about thirty or four feet wide and more than twenty feet high. It has no words or pictures on it. Its original color can no longer be seen at this time, because colorful light is flowing on it, giving it a sacred feeling.
A faint sense of oppression emanated from the body of the monument, occasionally sweeping towards the Qi Condensation Stage disciples and a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators, as if intimidating them intentionally or unintentionally.
This made Li Yan speechless. Just as Lin Daqiao said, the spirit of the weapon inside was an immature child, and it was now showing off its strength to people who were weaker than itself.
The square behind the stone tablet was an empty space. Li Yan saw a small path in the corner of the square in the distance, which extended to the top of the mountain. He didn't know where it led to in the end...
Just as Li Yan was looking around, Elder Peng in front of him and the white-haired old man, the master of Four Symbols Peak, suddenly looked at each other, and the other six people only took a few breaths later, and their eyes were shining.
Elder Peng growled.
"coming!"
As his words came out, eight Jindan cultivators, led by him, all rose into the air, flew hundreds of feet, and then hovered there quietly, their eyes looking in one direction at the same time.
The attention of the disciples below was immediately drawn to the eight people. The conversation began to slowly subside, and then they all released their spiritual senses towards where the elders were looking.
However, no matter how they released their spiritual sense or used their eyesight, they found nothing.
After more than ten breaths, the expressions of several foundation-building cultivators changed slightly. They were Li Wuyi, Baili Yuan, Wang Tian and several other cultivators in the false elixir realm, while the others still looked confused.
A few breaths later, Wei Chituo, Gan Shi and other foundation-building great perfection cultivators withdrew their consciousness...
Li Yan had already collected his spiritual sense. Although he had cultivated the Guishui Zhen and his spiritual sense was far superior to that of his peers, it was at most about the same level as the tenth level of the Condensation Qi Stage. Such a vast world was not as far as the eyes could see. After a few more breaths, someone suddenly shouted in a low voice.
“Someone is coming!”
As everyone was watching, they saw a dazzling ball of light from the end of the sky shooting towards this side at an extremely fast speed. In just a blink of an eye, the dazzling ball of light became much brighter and several times larger.
In just a few breaths, the dazzling ball of light had flown to the back mountain of Xiaozhu Peak. It was a huge ball of light that was twelve or thirteen feet wide and about a hundred feet long.
When the huge ball of light was a hundred feet away from the elders of the Wuliang Sect, it suddenly stopped. The extreme movement and stillness made people feel an uncomfortable feeling of powerlessness in their hearts.
Then, a melodious voice came from the huge ball of light.
"I am late, and I am sorry to have kept you waiting for so long!"
As the sound spread, the dazzling light quickly faded away, and a huge floating boat appeared in the air in front of Li Yan and his friends.
At this time, on the bow of the boat stood fifteen Taoists wearing the same green Taoist robes. There were men and women, young and old, and each of them exuded a powerful aura, showing that they were Jindan cultivators.
Behind these fifteen people was a densely packed group of young Taoists, each of them with a solemn expression but full of vigor and vitality.
The voice just now was made by a middle-aged Taoist priest in the bow of the boat. He was seven feet tall, with eight-colored eyebrows, eyes like bright stars, a nose like a hanging gall bladder, and a face like a crown of jade. He was about forty years old, but still had a jade-like figure and a good-looking appearance.
"Oh? I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be the Immortal Hang Wu from the Taixuan Sect. I haven't seen you for decades. I'm glad you've reached the Golden Core Great Perfection."
Peng Wuxing had no expression on his face. He looked at the other party indifferently, and just slightly bowed his hands and spoke lightly.
“Hehehe… Elder Peng, you still look so inhospitable. If only my cultivation could be comparable to Brother Peng’s, your skills will be unparalleled and it will be just around the corner for you to reach the Nascent Soul stage. I would like to congratulate you on this.”
The Immortal Hang Wu had a smiling face and did not show any dissatisfaction at all.
"Since people are here, let's go down and open the secret realm!"
Peng Wuxing didn't want to say much, and the other elders behind him didn't speak either. They just smiled and nodded to the group of green-robed Taoist priests.
Even the beautiful lady Master Li Feng, who always liked to speak, was like this. Although she was just smiling, she made some young cultivators opposite blush. Among them were several young Jindan cultivators, and the group of foundation building and Qi condensation disciples behind them were even more unbearable.
"snort!"
A cold snort came from beside the immortal Hang Wu. It was a female Taoist priest with chicken skin and gray hair. There was dissatisfaction on her wrinkled face. She looked at the beautiful woman, Master Li Feng, with a pair of small eyes full of disdain.
Although her voice was not loud, it was like a thunderclap in the ears of everyone in Taixuan Sect, and it immediately made many people wake up. They looked away in shame and dared not look at Master Li Feng again.
Master Li Feng swayed her plump body, chuckled, and flew downwards with Elder Peng like a willow or lotus leaf.
Immortal Hang Wu smiled, as if he didn't see anything, and whispered something to the person behind him.
"Let's go down too. I think the Pure Land Sect has already reached the passage outside the Ten-Step Courtyard."
Hang Wuxian smiled and stepped out of the long boat. He was the first to land on the ground, and the other cultivators of Taixuan Sect followed him.
Li Yan stood below and listened to a few words of dialogue from above, and he already had an idea in his mind. It seemed that the four major sects entered through two entrances respectively. The Pure Land Sect entered through the Ten-Step Courtyard, while the Taixuan Sect came from the Wangling Sect.
Li Yan, who was standing at the back, didn't see the expression on Master Li Feng's face clearly, so he didn't think anything of it.
But when the beautiful woman flew away from the peak master, he caught a glimpse of the snow-white hem of her graceful figure and her long robe, which made his heart flutter. Li Yan's blood boiled immediately, and he quickly calmed down.
He cursed himself inwardly for being shameless, but it wasn't really his fault. He was full of hot-blooded youth, and it was good enough that he didn't bleed from his nose on the spot. In fact, he was not the only one who was so miserable.
After everyone landed, the leader of Taixuan Sect, Immortal Hang Wu, took away the giant flying boat.
Li Yan was surprised at how simple the process of entering the secret realm was. After the Jindan cultivators from both sides whispered a few words, he saw five Jindan elders from each sect enter the middle of the square and stand in front of the stone tablet.
There was no intention to allow the foundation building and Qi Condensation cultivators of both sides to communicate here. They should be anxious to enter the secret realm and join the other two sects.
Of course, there was no bloody scene where the two sides just met, one side uttered wild words to provoke the other side, and then immediately started fighting.