Trial Valley, southeast.
At this time.
Many fellow disciples who knew each other gathered together in twos and threes. Of course, there were also many solitary monks.
Among them, most of the monks looked worried at this moment, as if they were worried about their future, including those precious disciples under the master's uncle in the foundation building period.
Of course, there are also monks with calm faces and relaxed expressions, lying leisurely on the grass, as if they are on vacation.
There is also Fairy Leng, who is like an ice sculpture, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with no expression on her face, as if all the disciples around her owe her spiritual stones.
Not long.
A fat man full of blessings came over. At this moment, Jiang Fugui no longer had his usual cheerful look, but came over with a worried look.
"Junior Brother Cheng."
Jiang Fugui said hello in a low voice, came to Cheng Buzheng and sat down on the grass.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng did not ask him why he came to participate in the trial.
There are only two points. First, his cousin has run out of Foundation Establishment Pills, and there is no extra Foundation Establishment Pills.
The second reason is that even for foundation-building monks, it is very difficult to obtain a foundation-building pill.
What’s more, after this trial, the secret realm will not be opened again for sixty years, and the number of foundation-building pills in the sect is also in short supply.
After all, Foundation Establishment Pills are strategic resources, especially in this difficult time, every Foundation Establishment Pill in the sect needs to be carefully calculated.
At the same time, Cheng Buzheng did not comfort him. After all, he had to participate in the trial, so what qualifications did he have to comfort others.
Soon.
Cheng Buzheng said nothing and sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes to rest and waiting quietly.
The next day.
In the early morning, under the arrangements of several master uncles, many disciples lined up in order, waiting for the arrival of other immortal sects.
After two full hours, there was still no one seen.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng frowned, and after looking around, he saw that many disciples looked a little ugly, but none of the monks spoke, which was the case for many disciples in the city.
What's more, there are uncles next to them. Even among the five uncles in the foundation building stage, one of them doesn't look very good-looking.
Suddenly.
There was a slight commotion in the neat team, and many monks looked into the distance.
In response to this, Cheng Buzheng also subconsciously followed everyone's gaze and looked into the distance.
I saw a black spot approaching quickly in the distance. When Cheng Buzheng could see it clearly, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
After the black spot was enlarged, it revealed a huge palace, unusually luxurious and solemn, like a fairy palace in the sky, exuding a hazy spiritual light.
And many disciples,Then they couldn't help but started talking.
See this.
"Quiet"
A black-robed Foundation Establishment Stage Master couldn't help but said
"This is the Feixian Palace of Beicangmen. Make a fuss and lose the face of our Baiyun Sect."
At the end of the sentence, the uncle couldn't help but snorted coldly.
But the effect was surprisingly good, and there was no more talk about it.
However.
Cheng Buzheng saw some monks whose lips moved slightly, as if they were using the art of telephony.
It can be seen that this scene has a relatively large impact on the monks of Baiyun Sect.
Not long.
The Immortal Palace, filled with immortal energy, is suspended over the Trial Valley.
Soon.
A well-dressed man who seemed to be middle-aged walked out of the Immortal Palace and was suspended in mid-air.
Then, several foundation-building monks walked out of the Immortal Palace. Under the leadership of these people, many disciples filed out and flew to the northeast of the Trial Valley.
See this.
The middle-aged man in strong attire stretched out his hand and grasped it. The huge Feixian Palace in front of him quickly became smaller. When it came into his hand, it was only the size of a palm. He then put away the golden storage. Inside the bag.
Soon.
The middle-aged man turned into a ray of light and flew towards Patriarch Huang who was sitting cross-legged on the mountainside with his eyes closed and meditating.
At the same time.
Grandmaster Huang’s eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and he looked at the middle-aged man flying toward him with a smile.
Lean less.
The middle-aged man stood in the air, clasping his fists at Patriarch Huang
"This time Baiyunmen is Daoist Huang again, you will lead the team"
"You're a poor fellow, you've got to be polite."
Hearing this.
Grandmaster Huang smiled slightly, bowed, and said
"Last time, I did not attend the golden elixir celebration banquet held by fellow Taoist friends. I hope you will not be offended."
"Some trivial things, not worth mentioning"
Fuyouzi shook his head and said
"Now it's the last trial before the secret realm is closed"
"Last time, during the trial before the secret realm was closed, my immortal sect disciples were attacked by the demon sect disciples, and the major immortal sects also suffered heavy losses."
"Now, this time we can prepare in advance Be on guard."
"We are all the three major immortal sects in the Jin Kingdom, so we should join forces to fight against the demonic sects."
Hearing this.
Grandmaster Huang nodded slightly and responded
"Yes, that's true. You and I both belong to the Immortal Alliance, so it should be like this."
"However, you also We know that once we enter the secret realm, we have no control over what the juniors do."
"Fellow Taoist, do you have any good ideas?"
At the end, Patriarch Huang looked at them. Fuyouzi seemed to hope that he could come up with a plan.
"With heavy prizesHow?"
Fuyouzi said with a smile
"I believe those juniors will definitely kill the demon head bravely and reduce the vitality of the demon sect"
“Based on the last collected magic gate tokens, the greater the number, the greater the reward. ”
“Fellow Taoist, what do you think?”
“Yes”
Ancestor Huang responded with a smile. He absolutely did not believe that Fuyouzi would do anything for such a trivial matter. Come, there must be another purpose.
As expected
"Great Goodness"
Fuyouzi continued with a smile on his face
< p> "There are eleven sects in total who have come to participate in the trial. Each major sect will take out some prizes and reward them to the sect that kills the most demon sect disciples. How about"Finished , Fuyouzi looked at Patriarch Huang calmly
Hearing this, Patriarch Huang frowned and said slowly
"Fellow Taoist. , I’m afraid this requires the consent of other immortal sects before it can be counted."
At the same time, Patriarch Huang was guessing in his mind what trump card the Beicang Sect had to ensure that his disciples could achieve excellent results. Due to his face, Huang The Patriarch had no choice but to agree to this approach.
After all, they are all immortal sects under the Immortal Alliance, and it is their duty to kill the opposing demon sect disciples, at least on the surface.
Although it is often just a show, superficial work still needs to be done.
After hearing this, Fuyouzi laughed and said
"Fellow Taoist, since this is the case. Having said that, Pindao will take it as your agreement."
"Later, Pindao and other leaders from the major immortal sects will arrive to discuss it in detail. "
"I'm sorry, I'll take my leave now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wanderer turned into a spiritual light and flew to the northeast of the Trial Canyon.
Patriarch Huang, who was sitting cross-legged on the mountainside, looked at Fuyouzi's back and murmured in his heart
"You are indeed a hypocrite from Beicangmen, Fuyouzi"
Then, Patriarch Huang He closed his eyes and meditated peacefully, thinking that they were just some second-level spiritual objects.
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