"Friend Daoist Mo, please stop quickly. Pindao has something else to tell you, which involves a great opportunity to enter the foundation building period... No..."
The moment the shield was about to break, Qing Wen shouted loudly, but unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, he could no longer hold on. The poisonous thorns suddenly tightened and pierced hard everywhere around his body. At the same time, another wave of ice arrows came in an instant and passed directly through him.
"Nothing can be done, retreat quickly..."
Seeing that Qingtao was gone, the other people dared not stay any longer, so they just said hello and left. It's a pity that if everything went well in the beginning, it's too late to leave now.
Mo Juren activated several thorn charms again and hit the five people respectively. The opponent was entangled and had difficulty getting away, and most of his mana had been consumed. At this moment, he was helpless in the face of the sudden appearance of poisonous thorns, and his hands and feet were entangled in an instant.
"Spare my life..."
Some people begged loudly for mercy, and some people didn't even have time to say begging for mercy. In the blink of an eye, there were screams one after another, and the five people were competing to die, and they couldn't die any more.
A big battle started and ended even faster. It was obvious that a small number defeated a large number, but the successful counterattack was so smooth, which was really beyond everyone's expectations.
Especially Han Yunfeng, as a fighting maniac, always feels a little unsatisfied. This scene was seen by my sister Han Yunzhi, who immediately rolled her eyes.
On the contrary, it was Han Li. This was the first life-and-death fight between fellow practitioners that he had experienced since he became an immortal, and he had a lot of feelings. Especially when he saw his master's heroic scene, he couldn't help but feel envious.
The Han brothers and sisters are no exception. Han Yunfeng even directly stated that if Brother Mo were to participate in the life and death arena, with this kind of "arrogant" fighting style, it would be really difficult for the enemy to parry without precautions. Even monks from a family like their brother and sister would have a headache facing this kind of fighting style.
Next comes the time to harvest the spoils, and everyone gains something more or less. Qing Wen and his gang are veterans of robbing families, so they still have some wealth. For example, the opponent's jet black iron rod is a magical weapon, but it is a bit rough in refining. It has no other effect except being heavier and tougher. .
Mo Juren only glanced at it and threw it to Han Li. The latter did not dislike it. Although it was not his favorite style, it was still a magical weapon and was much stronger than his long sword. .
After cleaning up, the four of them hit the road again.
On the way, Mo Juren secretly took stock of the gains and losses of this war, and finally determined that it could be described as 'heavy losses'. Only nine thorn talismans were used, three divine talismans were used, and countless ice arrow talismans were used. It has to be spent at least one hundred spirit stones. Although there are some gains, none of them are useful to me, which is equivalent to zero.
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The Immortal Ascension Conference is a grand event that low-level immortal cultivators yearn for.
Qualified immortal cultivators in the Qi training period, as long as they can achieve the top ten results in the conference, will have the opportunity to enter the seven major sects, and will also receive a foundation-building pill as a reward.
Speaking of Foundation Building Pill, everyone in the world of cultivators knows it. It is a must-have for 90% of monks to build a foundation. Unfortunately, the elixir needed to refine this elixir is becoming increasingly scarce, making the number of Foundation Establishment Pills completely insufficient.
Fortunately for the big sects, because they have enough resources, they can still refine some, but it can only satisfy some of the more qualified disciples in the sect. As for casual cultivators, don't even think about it.
As one can imagine, both the large number of young monks from the family and countless casual cultivators were very dissatisfied with this, and even had a strong hatred for the big sect's domination of resources.
In order to alleviate this opposition, the smart people in the seven sects came up with a solution, which is to hold an immortal meeting every ten years. At that time, ten winners will be selected from all the participants, for a total of seventy winners. Give him the qualification to join the sect directly, and receive a foundation-building pill as an unconditional reward.
In this way, the monks' anger disappeared and they devoted all their energy to the conference. The seven sects have now eliminated hidden dangers, gained outstanding disciples, and can also ensure that the elixir will not leak out. It can be said that it kills three birds with one stone.
The Ascension Conference is held every ten years, and the location chosen is different each time. For example, this time, it was in a hidden mountain range somewhere in Lanzhou.
After walking for several more days, the four of them finally arrived at the venue for the Immortal Ascension Conference. At this time, the square in front of his sight was already crowded with people.
Looking up, we can see seven circular arenas from left to right in the center of the vast field. The outside of each arena is shrouded in a transparent light curtain, which is very magical.
It's still some time before the conference starts, so people from the seven factions haven't arrived yet. The monks who were waiting anxiously could not take any time off at all. They gathered in twos and threes to communicate with each other.
However, this kind of communication is different from that at the Tainan meeting, because no one knows whether the other party will become the opponent they will encounter next. If so, then it will most likely be a life-or-death outcome. Therefore, everyone is on guard, and the meaning of temptation is stronger.
"Brother Mo, my little sister and I are going to the arena set up in Spirit Beast Mountain. Do you want to come together?"
"I came here with the intention of seeing the world, and I have no other extravagant expectations. I may return to the world after the conference. It is an honor for Mo to be able to make friends with you two. From now on, we will never see each other again. This is it. Farewell." At this time, Mo Juren's words were sincere, but his words gave people a feeling of desolation and sadness. Han Yunfeng's lips opened, and he was about to say something, but he was gently pulled by the girl beside him, and he did not say anything after all.
"That being the case, then, Brother Mo, Fellow Daoist Han, goodbye." Han Yunfeng sighed softly, no longer wasting time, and then walked away with his little sister.
At this time, Han Li was a little confused. According to his master, he planned to return to Jiayuan City after the conference.
It can not be! Didn't you say you had your own plans before and didn't allow yourself to ask more questions? Could it be that you were trying to comfort me? In this case, should I return the Ascension Order to Master?
His mind was a little confused, and he subconsciously raised his head to look at the other person, but unexpectedly, he was directly glared at.
"What are you looking at? Find a place to rest."
Mo Juren guessed Han Li's thoughts and immediately interrupted the other party's inquiry. Without waiting for his response, he walked directly to a remote corner ahead.
"Master, what exactly are your plans?"
After the two of them sat down in a remote location, Han Li couldn't help but asked again in a low voice.
"I have gone through many hardships as a teacher and finally got here. Do you think I will give up?" Seeing the worry in the other person's eyes, Mo Juren felt warm in his heart. He did not answer directly, but nodded tactfully.
Han Li was so smart that he understood the true meaning instantly. That's good, and I feel less apologetic in my heart. Unfortunately, the master was too tight-lipped and refused to reveal anything, which really made people feel unbearable.
Time passed slowly, and several days passed in the blink of an eye.
The monks attending the conference were all waiting in agony. Finally, one morning, a huge bird appeared at the end of the sky.
Everyone was shocked. People from the seven sects finally arrived.
