"There are a lot more people than before." Chen Shen was wearing a green robe, with a hunched body and a very vicissitudes of life on his face.
As the Immortal Fate is about to take place, more and more monks are coming here.
Some people find it extremely strange, while others look as normal.
But most of these people are young people.
boom!
There are many people, and they are all young and energetic young men. It is normal for conflicts to arise.
A fight broke out in the restaurant not far in front of Chen Shen, and the spiritual energy fluctuated violently.
He stood inconspicuously among the crowd and only found out after listening to the accounts of several witnesses in front of him.
Yes, I am jealous of a beautiful fairy.
"Not as good-looking as my wife." Chen Shen said to himself.
He saw a beautiful female cultivator walking down from the dilapidated restaurant. Her skin was as white as snow, but her face was not very pretty.
Immediately afterwards, the city guards from Lingxi City rushed over to stop the fight that was getting bigger and bigger.
"Wang Tianjiao is here!" Someone shouted, and the melon-eating crowd walked in another direction.
Most of the young people who came were unknown, but there were also a few geniuses who became famous at a young age, such as this Wang Tianjiao.
Paying homage to the genius is something that many monks like to do.
Who wouldn't want to be such a person when they were young, but later on, as their spiritual roots were tested, they gradually accepted their fate.
But even so, I couldn't hide my inner curiosity and wanted to take a look.
"A dragon walks like a tiger, what a young genius." Someone praised him.
Gradually, more and more people gathered to watch Wang Tianjiao
"Fairy Zhu has come to Lingxi City, right at the city gate!" The excited voice came again, and the crowd dispersed in a hurry, many times more active than before.
Within a few breaths, Wang Tianjiao looked at the deserted streets, with only a stooped old woman making eye contact with him.
The other party also smiled, showing the few remaining old yellow teeth.
He trembled and quickly turned his head.
Chen Shen smiled, shook his head slightly, and then returned to the courtyard along the familiar street.
He went to the Formation Alliance today to hang out, and it was just a way to watch the Wang Tianjiao in front of him.
Incidents like today will continue to happen in the next half month.
…
Half a month later.
The Immortal Fate Conference held once every ten years in hundreds of countries has officially begun.
The geniuses of small sects and the Great Immortal Sect all hope to show off their talents in this Immortal Fair and become famous.
The Immortal Fate Conference is divided into youth groups and realm groups. For example, the foundation-building Dan Yuanying competes with the realm, regardless of age.
Before the end, there were still sermons given by the great masters of the late Nascent Soul and the ancestors of the Transformation of Gods, which can be called an immortal fate.
On the first day, Chen Shen went to watch it.
"Fuck, the tickets are so expensive, but a medium-grade spiritual stone is still the top stand." Chen Shen complained in his heart.
Of course, there are also infield front rows, but the prices are extremely expensive, and some require a high-grade spiritual stone, which is simply scary.
"Look, that's my acquaintance." Mu Xiaojin pointed slightly at a stage below and said through the message.
Chen Shen looked over and saw her enemy.
"She looks pretty good."
"What did you say?" Mu Xiaojin pinched his waist.
"Look carefully, you can't compare to Madam at all."
"That's pretty much it."
The two of them got tired of each other.
Ahem!
An older man in his thirties next to him couldn't stand it and said:
"Uncle, mother-in-law, it's not good to be in public."
…
"Look, Lin Xuan." The two of them saw the genius of the past again after Cangwu's destruction.
This guy is still prospering, and now he has participated in the second Immortal Fate Meeting.
But Cang Wu's peer who was competing with him was turned into ashes during the Nascent Soul Tribulation.
"Amazing, he is indeed a top genius, his fighting instinct is too strong."
"The one named Lin Xuan is very strong. He can compete with the late True Lord with his mid-term cultivation."
As the discussions began, the discussion gradually started.
After watching the opening ceremony, Chen and Shen did not watch the competition every day, but rushed to the finals to enjoy the battle of talents.
However, he heard midway that Lin Xuan regretted not being able to reach the top 30 in the True Lord group.
After all, his cultivation was too weak and he fell into inferior position.
More than two months later, the finals finally came.
Countless geniuses have been eliminated and unfortunately stopped. Those who reach the finals will of course make a name for themselves, either to bring glory to the sect family, or to practice in a small sect, be favored by a big shot, and rise to the top.
"Actually, this Nascent Soul Competition is a little more special than previous years." Mu Xiaojin said via voice transmission.
Now Chen Shen is in charge of refining elixirs and weapons, while she is in charge of outside, selling elixirs and spiritual weapons, or occasionally going to inquire for information.
"oh?"
"The city lord of Lingxi City is not always held by a certain strong man, but people from the five transcendental forces in the hundred countries take turns.
The condition for taking up the responsibility is to get the first place in the Nascent Soul Theory. The time changes every fifty years, and this time it happens to be the fiftieth year. "
"I didn't see the middle-aged man wearing white clothes with gold trim on the field. He is the current city lord of Lingxi City, but I won't know after the finals."
Mu Xiaojin said.
"The city lord is also participating?" Chen Shen was surprised, but he soon felt relieved.
The income from this Immortal Fate Conference can almost be described as making money every day.
Not to mention the industries in the city.
"And it's very interesting." Mu Xiaojin smiled mysteriously, with wrinkles on her face, and then said through a voice message: "This is a member of the Shangzong."
"What about the people from Shangzong?"
"In this Nascent Soul Discussion, there are two favorites to win the championship. One is the city lord who won the first place fifty years ago. The other one, you must have heard about it during this time, is the peerless genius, Jiang Xingyue. .”
Jiang Xingyue, fifty years old, is suspected to have the best spiritual root and is at the eighth level of Nascent Soul.
In fact, when Chen Shen heard this name for the first time, he wanted to go to the other party's sect to practice.
But then I thought about it, this person shouldn't die easily.
"The most important thing is that this unparalleled genius and Lin Xuan are both brothers. I heard that he was involved in Cangwu's destruction."
"So, these two will have to fight, maybe life or death?"
This kind of Nascent Soul genius battle is no better than the Golden Core Foundation Building Group. Almost no one can intervene unless the ancestor of the God Transformation comes to an end.
"Of course, last time because Jiang Xingyue's master broke through to become a god, Shangzong swallowed his breath and was unwilling to start a fight easily, but Liang Zi formed a knot.
If given the chance, the city lord would kill this man.
Of course, the latter is also a peerless figure, and it is not certain who will win in the end. "
Mu Xiaojin nodded slightly and smiled.
If possible, she would rather Jiang Xingyue be beaten to death by the city lord.
"This Nascent Soul battle is actually a head-to-head confrontation between the five sects, and it is also a struggle for the interests of Lingxi City. All the transcendent forces will probably show their trump cards, but there is no need to always be optimistic about these two people, as other characters are not bad either. "She said again.
"Finally it's the Nascent Soul group's turn!"
At this time, the discussion became more and more heated.
Not only Chen Shen and the two were chatting about Jiang Xingyue, but half of the others were probably here for this peerless figure.
"Look, Jiang Xingyue is on the stage." Someone pointed at the stage where a young-looking Nascent Soul cultivator appeared.
