Go to a place.
There is a wooden plaque standing on a mountain-shaped boulder, which announces the rules of fighting for marriage, as well as important information about the Jiang family members who are getting married.
Jiang Shixun: Male, fire attribute heavenly spirit root, eighth level golden elixir...
Jiang Shiyan: Female, wood-attributed heavenly spirit root, eighth-level golden elixir...
Jiang Linglong: Female, water attribute heavenly spirit root, sixth level of golden elixir...
Jiang Chuanfang: Male, true spiritual roots of gold and fire, eighth level of golden elixir...
Jiang Jingyue: Female, golden and wooden spiritual roots, seventh level of golden elixir...
There are currently twenty-four people left, sixteen women and eight men, all at the Golden Core stage, the lowest level of the Golden Core.
Pang Baodou winked and said through the message: "Well, this Fairy Linglong is known as the second most beautiful woman in the Eastern Region. She is well-deserved. The real person is even more beautiful and beautiful than the portrait above. She is said to be a disaster for the country and the people. Do you want to try the challenge? "
Zhong Yan's eyes stayed on the portrait. The simple sketch did not require the artist to add ink and color, and the stunning fairy figure was already on the paper. It was indeed breathtaking, but it was still slightly inferior to Yuan Ziyi. He joked back: "I don't want to be married. , if she is willing to follow me back to Qingyang, she can reluctantly accept it."
He didn't bother to participate in any kind of fighting to attract a bride, and there was also the 'jade key'. Even if there was only the possibility of 'throwing a brick to attract love', he would never wade into the muddy water and leave as soon as he was done.
Pang Baodu's fat face trembled and he laughed loudly.
"correct……"
He raised his hand and pointed to an unreachable peak in the distance: "Brother, look at that mountain. It's called the 'Lian Shen Mountain', and it is refined for the 'Haotian Emperor' of the Jiang family.
Did you see the steps above? There are three thousand steps in total. They contain hidden rules, formations, and restrictions, which are used to temper your spiritual consciousness.
I heard that Jiang Haochen’s spiritual consciousness has now reached a perception range of over 10,000, which is stronger than the average Nascent Soul in its early stages, but he has only reached the 800th level and cannot continue to go up..."
Zhong Yan's expression changed. To him, this was much more attractive than a beautiful woman. What he lacked was the elixir and means to cultivate his spiritual consciousness.
Pang Baodu said with emotion: "If we don't say that the disciples of big aristocratic families and sects are stronger than ordinary monks, and fighting across the ranks is commonplace, others have had the advantage since they were young. With such conditions, they have to temper their spiritual consciousness from the beginning of their practice and spread their spiritual consciousness. There is no better way to repair it.”
Zhong Yan couldn't help but ask: "How can I get up there?"
Pang Baodu smiled and said: "Aren't there written rules for fighting? If you succeed in the challenge, you will get a chance."
"except this."
"There is no certainty, but there are many people outside the Jiang family who use the 'Refining Mountain' to refine their spiritual consciousness, probably relying on human connections. I haven't heard that you can buy opportunities with money."
At this time, there was a commotion in the distance.
A group of monks flew down in front of the divine realm. All of them had extraordinary temperaments. The most dazzling one among them was the woman in a yellow dress. Her smile was so charming that she was none other than the 'Linglong Fairy' Jiang Linglong.
The monks automatically gave way to a large space and said hello one after another.
Pang Baodu sent a message: "The man in blue robe in the middle is Jiang Haochen."
Zhong Yan's eyes flickered, and he saw a familiar face in the crowd, wearing a pink skirt, with a purple electric mink lying on his shoulder. It was Lin Qiuchan, a disciple of Shenxiao Sect, who had met in Luoyun Town of Yan State. see once.
Pang Baodu: "The one surrounding the magic sword should be Dugu Po."
Zhong Yan asked: "What is the relationship between Dugu Po and Dugu Baitian?"
Pang Baodu: "The adopted son is also a master and apprentice. The direct descendants of Jianmen are all named Dugu. I heard that after joining Jianmen, you can only get the Dugu surname after reaching a certain height and gaining recognition. You can be regarded as a member of Jianmen by practicing the inheritance of supreme swordsmanship. Sign..."
Seemingly feeling something, Zhong Yan looked at the crowd again. He glanced at one of the female cultivators, and felt slightly startled. He naturally looked away.
He secretly suspected that the woman's aura was on the fifth level of the golden elixir and did not cover her face. She was very unfamiliar, but he was sure that the other party was secretly watching him.
"Brother Taoist, who is the woman in green standing next to He Mingshan?"
Pang Baodu took a look and replied through a message: "I don't know him. I've never seen him before. What's wrong?"
Zhong Yan shook his head slightly.
Pang Baodu took another look and said, "I'll ask you later."
Not long after, the third battle ended. As expected, the challenger failed and failed to pass the first level.
Not to mention the Jiang family's advantages in 'kung fu, supernatural powers', etc., the defenders are all older generations of the Jiang family. Under the same circumstances, it would be extremely difficult for ordinary monks to defeat them.
A young monk wearing a moon-white robe jumped up and flew into the 'God Realm', stood in mid-air, clasped his fists and looked around: "Han Qinglin, from the Yin-Yang Sect of Zhongzhou, is on the eighth level of the Golden Core. He wants to marry Fairy Linglong, so he chose the desert environment."
Discussions broke out again all around, either in low voices or through voices.
"It's really the Yin Yang Sect, that's the Great Sect of Zhongzhou!"
"If you choose the desert, it should be soil root."
"Han Qinglin, I don't think I've heard of him. He probably hasn't been on the Golden Elixir List, at least he's not ranked high."
"Enter, more than 800 people."
“You’re over eight hundred years old and you still want to marry Fairy Linglong?”
"Do you want to think about what you said?!"
"What's wrong with the more than 800 people? Which one can be on the star list but not a genius? If nothing happens, he will be a powerful person in the future and become an ancestor-level figure!"
"There are more than 800 people in the entire continent. Who do you think can be ranked up there? If you were to confront him, he might slap you to death!"
"That's right, there are countless people who admire Fairy Linglong, but others are not allowed to give it a try. It's up to you!"
"..."
At the same time, an old man was cross-legged in the sky, holding a token and making spells to cast spells. The small divine world that was originally a forest immediately transformed into a vast desert at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, in the crowd, an old man from the Jiang family who was on the eighth level of the Golden Core flew into the divine realm.
The two bowed to each other and started the battle directly.
Boom boom boom~
Chi chi chi~
I saw the two of them transformed into a rainbow, shooting vertically and horizontally. The magical powers blooming around them were dazzling, and the burst of vitality energy could be clearly felt by the outside world, as if they were immersed in the scene.
"So strong!"
"That should be the 'Yin-Yang Wuji Technique' of the Yin-Yang Sect, right?"
"It's no problem to pass the first level."
Zhong Yan stared intently at the high-altitude battle, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. The Yuan Power of the two of them was extremely solid. In comparison, if most of the monks in the Yan Kingdom had cultivated to this level, their Yuan Power would probably be very different. Not a unified enemy.
Pang Baodu smiled and said, "What do you think, brother?"
Zhong Yan: "Very strong."
In less than a hundred rounds, Han Qinglin knocked back the Jiang family members with a palm from the air. Seeing that the other party stood with his hands tied and stopped moving forward, Yun Danfeng lightly cupped his hands and said, "I accept."
The old man smiled and left.
Immediately afterwards, another old man in black flew into the 'God Realm', showing the aura of the Golden Elixir Great Perfection, and bowed his hands, without a moment's delay, the two collided with each other.
Yuan power raged, magical powers burst out, and the entire small world of the divine realm was filled with dazzling light, sweeping across the yellow sand sky.
"Yin Yang Magic Shield!" someone shouted.
I saw Han Qinglin shaking his hand to condense a light shield. The bronze color was like a real magic weapon. The Yin and Yang Tai Chi diagram was imprinted on it and it was rich in real metal texture. It rotated quickly and slowly to block all the opponent's attacks.
Zhong Yan's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but look at the outer light shield that supported the entire divine world. It could be seen that the runes were hidden and moving.
"Can this divine realm be able to imprint a fighting scene?"
Pang Baodu turned his head and looked at it, and replied through a message: "I don't know. It comes from the hand of the Great Emperor. It should be possible, and it can even be used to deduce the true meaning of magical powers. Even if it is not possible, it can also be targeted to study the opponent's magical powers and deduce it." Similar to supernatural powers.”
Zhong Yan nodded, his heart was hot, and he secretly thought it was a good thing.
The two men fought fiercely in the desert, and their magical powers were so wonderful that they aroused bursts of applause.
At a quarter of an hour, the two of them hit each other hard and flew backwards. The elder of the Jiang family retreated more than ten feet, stopped his body, held his hands with a smile, and flew away from the divine realm.
Suddenly, all eyes in the venue focused on the positions of Jiang Haochen and Jiang Linglong.
Jiang Linglong was dressed in a light yellow dress, with a smile on her lips that touched people's hearts.
Jiang Haochen said: "You have one hour to recover."
Han Qinglin didn't ask for help, flew out of the divine realm, and found a place to sit cross-legged and meditate to rest.
"The next one." The elders of the Jiang family who guard the divine realm are everywhere.
A young monk who was as rich as jade flashed into the divine realm: "Chen Changqing of Kaiyang Sect in Zhongzhou, with the seventh level of golden elixir, wants to marry Fairy Linglong, so he chooses a forest environment."
The battle of wits started amidst the discussion.
At this time, Jiang Xinghai came closer and said with a smile: "Taoist Master Long..."
Pang Baodu used the pseudonym 'Long Duobao' in the Holy City. Listening to the other party's message, his eyes flashed and he said: "Friend Zhong Dao, please take a step in advance."
"Fellow Taoist, please help yourself."
Zhong Yan cupped his hands, nodded to Jiang Xinghai with a smile, watched the two of them go away, and looked at Jiang Haochen's group. The female cultivator in green was gone.
He felt uneasy all over. The woman glanced at her more than once, but he couldn't figure out the reason for it despite all his thoughts.
"Fellow Taoist, how have we seen him before?" A pleasant voice sounded in his ears.
Zhong Yan's hair stood on end, and he suddenly turned his head. It was the female cultivator in green clothes who had arrived within ten feet of him without even realizing it.
I saw a woman wearing a green dress with a waist, a tall and proud figure, picturesque eyebrows, a straight nose, red lips and white teeth, and a vague smile hanging at the corner of her mouth. She looked like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, but her bright face The eyes are like stars, but they give people a sense of depth, as if they contain countless past stories, without any agility and innocence of a girl.
Zhong Yan looked normal and smiled: "Probably."
The woman's eyes passed over Gu Dongdong, she stared at Zhong Yan and said, "My little girl Jun Xuanqing, what do you want me to call my friend?"
Zhong Yan cupped his hands: "Zhong Aotian."
Seeing that the other party didn't feel anything strange when he heard her name, the woman nodded slightly, turned to look at the fighting in the divine realm, and said softly: "My fellow Taoist's method of concealing his realm is very mysterious."
Zhong Yan's heart moved, because of this?
"Sideways and heretical ways are not enough for the Tao."
Jun Xuanqing smiled and stopped talking.
Zhong Yan felt uneasy for no reason. This seemingly harmless woman was a bit strange.
When the man named Chen Changqing succeeded in the first challenge, Jun Xuanqing nodded and walked away.
Zhong Yan looked at her back, his eyes flickering unsteadily, not wanting to wait to see Jiang Haochen compete with Dugu Po, send a message to Gu Dongdong, blend into the crowd and retreat.
There are many ways to hide one's cultivation level. Among the monks present, there are some whose aura is not very strong, and there are also those who hide their realm, which is not considered special.
He suspected that the other party had noticed some clues, and he had changed his appearance with the 'creation of all things'.
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