"One more friend is better than one more enemy. With your cultivation level, you are completely at the bottom of the main pavilion. Tell me how to clear the level, which will save you some trouble."
The fat-headed and big-eared Yang Chaoqi stood in front of Jiang Pingan. When he saw the fluctuations of the third-order law on Jiang Pingan's body, a flash of contempt flashed across his face.
"Are you threatening me?"
Jiang Ping'an looked at each other calmly.
"Whether it's a threat or a friend, it depends on your choice."
Yang Chaoqi exuded a vague aura.
Jiang Ping'an ignored it and walked towards the old man in front.
Yang Chaoqi's face turned gloomy when he saw Jiang Pingan not giving him face. He stared at Jiang Pingan with his eyes, memorizing his appearance.
When one day I enter the main pavilion and meet the other party, I will definitely not make it easy for the other party.
Jiang Pingan came to Tang Xie, took out a storage ring and handed it to him.
"Senior, my way lies within it."
"I asked you to speak, not to ask you to answer charades for me." Tang Xie said indifferently. He was too lazy to look at what was in the storage ring.
"Senior, you will know after just looking at it." Jiang Ping'an said respectfully.
Tang Xie was a little impatient. He took the storage ring and entered it with his spiritual consciousness. The coldness and indifference on his face disappeared instantly.
"Well, that's right. You have a deep understanding of Tao, and you will definitely achieve great results in the future. If you have anything to do in the future, you can go to the third floor of the Immortal Pavilion to find me."
Tang Xie threw a token to Jiang Ping'an, "With this token, basically no one will dare to trouble you, and you can easily enter many cultivation sites."
"Thank you, senior."
Jiang Ping'an took the token and saluted with clasped fists.
"Go up."
Tang Xie waved his hand.
Jiang Pingan walked up the steps.
The monks who had been paying attention here were dumbfounded.
This is explaining what "Tao" is? Are you sure it's not a bribe?
The fat-headed and big-eared Yang Chaoqi suddenly realized.
Whether or not this level can be passed depends entirely on the old man's words.
As long as you give this old man benefits, it doesn't matter whether you answer the question or not, as long as you satisfy the other person, you can pass the test!
So that’s it, that’s it!
Yang Chaoqi felt that he had enlightened, and immediately took out one of his top-grade fourth-level magic weapons, walked over with a smile, and said
"Senior, this is my way..."
"Snapped!"
Tang Xie slapped Yang Chaoqi away with an angry look on his face: "Who do you think I am?"
"What I hate the most in my life is this kind of style. I don't practice properly and think about crooked things all day long!"
"Whoever dares to bribe me again will be directly exempted from the assessment!"
Yang Chaoqi was knocked several hundred meters away and he vomited several kilograms of blood. He was stunned.
what's the situation? Why doesn't this trick work?
Didn't that guy just get in this way?
The other monks looked at Tang Xie as if he were an idiot.
Isn't it humiliating to openly use a fourth-level magic weapon to bribe this super strong man?
The man just now gave at least one domain-level magic weapon before letting the old man go and take a fourth-level magic weapon. Who are you looking down on?
Among Jiang Ping'an's group, there was only one Roy left.
Roy walked up to Tang Xie and said via voice: "My mother, Russell."
Tang Xie hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Your way is very good, go ahead."
The second generation of immortals, this old man cannot be offended.
Roy jumped up and ran up to chase Ye Qingqing.
Seeing them all go up, the monks were shocked and envious.
"These people are the geniuses of some branch. Their level is obviously not high, but they are so outrageous."
Generally, it would be good if one or two of the fifteen prodigies in the branch can go up.
These five people actually all went up, which was more than the people in other branches combined.
"They must have found the answer to the question, so they could pass it easily, but when they answered the questions using voice transmission, they couldn't tell what they were talking about."
"There are still five years left before we start competing for the spot for the Immortal Transformation Technique. If we are stuck here for five years, we will never have another chance!"
The art of becoming an immortal basically only has one chance.
Every three hundred years, there are five quotas, three quotas are reserved for low-level monks, and two quotas are reserved for those old monsters.
If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait three hundred years. If you don't break through within three hundred years, you will have another chance to compete.
No one can afford to wait.
The other branch disciples scratched their heads and ears anxiously and could only watch helplessly as a few people walked up to the Dengxian Pavilion.
Jiang Pingan reached the top of the steps, and at that moment, a shocking picture appeared in front of him.
A golden fairy pavilion that was so huge that the edges could not be seen stood in the sky.
Huge blue stars are hung on the corners of the pavilion as decorations. The valuable laws appear directly in the sky, and you can directly watch and comprehend them.
Rivers of majestic spiritual energy poured along the edge of the building, like waterfalls. Any spiritual spring, placed in the wilderness, could support a large force.
Any flowers and plants you pass by, if placed in the wilderness, would be rare treasures that would make the monks in the transformation stage rush to snatch them up, but here they are just wild flowers...
Strong people are everywhere, and strong people in the Fusion stage can be seen everywhere. Even some children of a few years old have the cultivation level of Nascent Soul stage.
Even Qian Huanrou, who had seen the world, was so shocked that he was speechless at this moment.
After a long time, Qian Huanrou sighed complicatedly.
"Dengxian Pavilion is indeed the top power in the Yuan Realm. With this power alone, it can directly sweep across our entire wilderness."
Jiang Ping'an nodded, his expression serious.
The Yuan Realm is so terrifying, how terrifying will the creatures in the Immortal Realm be?
Unimaginable.
If an immortal comes to the wilderness, who can stop it?
Jiang Pingan felt extremely depressed when he thought that Huniu, Meng Jing and his daughter might become food for others.
He would never allow this to happen.
"Haha, you are the only one who still wants to challenge me? We killed your wife, and she was still chanting your name before she died, haha~"
A disgusting laugh came from a stone platform not far away.
A man with claw marks on his face stepped on the head of a strong man.
The person who was stepped on was none other than Cheng Han.
"I want you to die!"
Cheng Han roared, his body rapidly expanded and became red, and he attacked the man with claw marks on his face wildly.
Jiang Pingan's expression froze when he saw the man with claw marks on his face.
Qian Huanrou noticed the change in Jiang Ping'an's face, "Who is that person? Why did he get into a fight with Cheng Han?"
"Wang Huzhe, in order to prevent Cheng Han from competing in martial arts thirty years ago, he killed Cheng Han's wife and caused Cheng Han to stay in a dark prison for thirty years."
Jiang Ping'an looked at the photo stone that Cheng Han had given him and recognized the man with claw marks on his face.
Cheng Han came to the main pavilion, not to practice, but to take revenge.
Qian Huanrou looked at it for a moment and said: "Cheng Han can't beat Wang Huzhe, so he is a little impulsive."
Jiang Pingan nodded and immediately flew over, "Don't be impulsive. There will be plenty of opportunities for revenge in the future."
Cheng Han had been imprisoned in a dark prison for thirty years, and Wang Huzhe had been practicing here for thirty years. The difference was obvious.
Cheng Han didn't listen at all. He didn't know what spell he had cast. His body bones crackled and the terrifying light of blood illuminated the sky.
His strength surged, beating Wang Huzhe back repeatedly, and his arm was broken and twisted.
"You bastard! You want to beat me too!"
A sharp bone spur suddenly appeared on Wang Huzhe's arm, breaking Cheng Han's body unexpectedly.
"Haha, die!"
Jiang Ping'an's pupils shrank and he wanted to step forward to help, but there was a barrier blocking the stone platform where the two were competing and he couldn't get up.
It’s over!
