The Shenzong monks all covered their faces and cried bitterly, weeping with joy.
No one can understand their state of mind.
Just because the Penglai Shenzong's comprehensive strength is not as good as others.
Because the realm of Master Nalan is not as good as other god-level leaders.
It is unknown to outsiders how much sin the Shenzong monks have suffered, how much suffering they have endured, and how much grievance they have endured.
But now, as Sect Leader Nalan has advanced to the eighth level of immortality.
Everything will be different from the past!
that moment.
All monks from the Outer Sect, Inner Sect, Tian Sect, Emperor Sect, Holy Sect, and Zun Sect.
They all faced the sect master's hall, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly!
"Congratulations, sect master, for advancing to the eighth level of immortality!"
"Congratulations, sect master! You have been promoted to the eighth level of immortality!"
…
Outside the main hall.
All the cultivators showed envy.
"Old ghost Poxu, when are you going to swallow the elixir and attack the small path?" Haotian Sword Saint asked.
The Po-Xu Sword Master stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I still have three hundred years to live before I reach the seventh level of immortality. Don't be in a hurry."
"If you are really desperate, it is not too late to swallow the elixir."
These casual cultivators all have the same idea.
Their realm is not as high as that of Sect Leader Nalan. If they swallow the elixir at this time, they feel it would be too much of a waste.
That Peeping Dao Yuan Spirit Grass is not always available.
Take a peek at the Dao Yuanling elixir, maybe you can only get this one in this life.
If it is swallowed at the seventh level of immortality, it will be worth much more than if it is swallowed at the sixth level of immortality.
If you can rely on your own strength to reach the ninth level of the Immortal Dao, and then swallow the elixir at this time, wouldn't it be a huge profit?
…
The next day.
A vast spiritual boat is suspended outside Shenzong and the sect.
Sect Master Nalan, who is at the eighth level of the Immortal Dao, is standing at the bow of the ship in high spirits.
Behind him were 50,000 inner sect disciples who were about to participate in the trial in the secret realm.
Countless Shenzong monks raised their fists to the sky and looked at the spirit boat: "Bearing off, Master!"
"I wish my Shen Sect disciples a successful start in the secret realm trial and a successful return!"
Fifty thousand Shenzong disciples stood behind the sect leader, all with their little faces raised, extremely proud that they could represent Shenzong and participate in the secret realm trial.
Sect Leader Nalan waved his hand downwards: "Wait for the horn of victory."
"start sailing!"
…
Inside the spirit boat, there were 50,000 disciples with extremely serious expressions.
Directly in front, Sect Master Nalan looked around the fifty thousand disciples and said solemnly: "Penglai Ancient Secret Realm is located on the east coast of Penglai Divine Domain."
"This sect leader has already calculated the date. When we arrive at the east coast, it happens to be the time when the door to the secret realm will be opened."
Saying that, Sect Master Nalan waved his hand and released the Mustard Seed Time and Space Tower.
He said solemnly: "Those who exceed the limits of the secret realm and reach the Great Perfection of the Palace Soul will not be able to pass through the gate of the secret realm."
"So, during this period, you need to enter the tower and practice in seclusion."
"This sect master knows that most of you have already qualified to break through the palace soul and advance to the first level of the palace god."
"However, no matter what, the realm must be suppressed and must not be improved!"
"During this period of seclusion, you can only practice the sub-immortal skills, and you must reach the ninth level."
"As for the realm, you can never practice it!"
"Anyone who breaks through the Palace God Realm will be disqualified from the Secret Realm."
"You guys, I understand!"
Fifty thousand disciples shouted in unison: "Disciples understand!"
"Okay, enter the tower!"
In the crowd, Luo Fu stopped Fang Luxuan.
"Luxuan, here is a Wujiangya Immortal Pill, a Taixu Yuanhun Pill, and an Immortal Gang Tianyang Killing Immortal Talisman."
"Keep these three things."
"Its purpose is..."
…
Penglai Shenzong, Neizong.
All the disciples, elders, and chiefs were all prostrate on the ground.
Right in front, the dharma body of Sect Leader Nalan was extremely majestic, sweeping over everyone.
"Luo Fu, a disciple of the inner sect, has made countless contributions to our Penglai Divine Sect!"
"Inner Sect, meritorious service!"
"Therefore, this sect leader specially commends all the elders and chiefs of the inner sect!"
"You guys, you can go to our divine sect's holy realm of cultivation, Penglai Immortal Pond, and get the qualification to practice for one month!"
The top ten chiefs and all the clan elders immediately turned red with excitement and their whole bodies trembled.
Concubine Nangong was filled with surprises and said, "Sect Master, is the Penglai Immortal Pond one of the three holy realms of cultivation in our Shen Sect?"
"Disciple heard that the water in the Immortal Pond is non-renewable. If it absorbs some water, it will be permanently reduced."
"The qualifications to practice in the pond are even more difficult to obtain. Only the elders and chiefs who have repeatedly performed extraordinary feats for the Shen Sect are qualified to practice in the pond."
The dharma body of Sect Leader Nalan smiled slightly: "Yes, it is this pool!"
The chiefs and elders were extremely excited.
Especially the chief of the nine palace gods, Dzogchen, had tears in his eyes.
"Hahaha, great. I have been trapped in the Great Perfection of the Palace God for more than fifty years."
"If you can enter the immortal pond to practice, you can break through in one fell swoop and reach the realm of refining gods!"
Luo Yusheng, Bai Xianhe, Huangfu Zhennan, Yan Beichuan and other chiefs all looked forward to this opportunity to the point of despair.
Sect Master Nalan smiled slightly and said: "If you, the chiefs of the inner sect, can break through to the realm of refining gods, I can grant you permission to enter the Tianzong Elder's Hall!"
"If the chief of Tianzong is absent, you can directly become the chief of Tianzong."
"If you hadn't been absent, you could also become the core elders of various clans in Tianzong!"
"Thank you very much, sect master!" The chief of the inner sect and the elders expressed their gratitude.
…
Time flies, time flies.
Penglai Divine Realm, east coast.
At the place where the sea meets that day, the waves cover the sky and the dark clouds cover the sun.
The Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, the Supreme Forgetting Pavilion, the Demon-Slaying Saint Sect, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect, the four god-level forces, have arrived first.
Yuwen Huangji, Duan Chungang, Mu Dengyun, and Jiang Hongwu, the four god-level leaders, looked at the disciples behind them, and their faces were as dark as water.
Wandao Immortal Palace only received 30,000 entry quotas.
If Luo Fu of the Penglai Divine Sect had not turned the tide and seized the position of leader of the Four Arts Ceremony, then the 50,000 quota of the Divine Sect should belong to the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace.
Because of this, the rankings of the other three god-level powers have all dropped successively, and a lot of entry quotas have been lost.
Especially Yuwen Huangji, the hatred for Luo Fu in his heart was irreconcilable.
He only had a total quota of 30,000, and as a last resort, he gave 3,000 to the Demon-Slaying Holy Sect!
When he thought of this, the corners of Yuwen Huangji's eyes twitched.
"Everyone, please don't forget the previous agreement." Yuwen Huangji lowered his voice and said solemnly.
The remaining three god-level sect masters had gloomy looks on their faces.
"Palace Master Yuwen, please rest assured, we have already issued a death order to our disciples!"
"The secret realm trial, killing Luo Fu is the first priority!"
"Apart from this, all tasks must be sidelined!"
"That's right! This son, Luo Fu, has actually become the master of Canglan Dao. If this son is not eliminated, our god-level forces will definitely be overtaken by the Penglai Divine Sect!"
The words end here.
Emperor Yuwen, with stern eyes, glanced at the 27,000 Immortal Palace disciples behind him: "You guys, do you remember the top priority task!?"
Twenty-seven thousand disciples, with fierce looks on their faces, shouted in unison: "Kill Luo Fu!"
The other three god-level sect leaders also turned around and asked.
The three god-level sect disciples collectively shouted: "Kill Luo Fu!"
"Kill Luo Fu!"
"Kill Luo Fu!"
Yuwen Huangji gritted his teeth and shouted: "All disciples, obey the order!"
"Whether it's my Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace or the disciples of the other three god-level sects."
"No matter who it is, as long as it can kill Luo Fu, I will reward him with a vein of top-quality spiritual stone!"
As soon as these words came out, the three god-level sect masters were all shocked.
"What? Not a mine, but a vein!?"
"Still the best mineral vein!?"
For a god-level sect, a top-quality spiritual stone vein is a resource that cannot be ignored.
And for a disciple, it is even more unthinkable, it is an astronomical figure!
All the disciples' blood suddenly boiled with excitement, and their eyes were all red with excitement.
"Kill Luo Fu!"
"Kill Luo Fu!"
"Kill Luo Fu!"
"Kill Luo Fu!"
Under the temptation of a vein of top-quality spiritual stone, these disciples have completely lost their minds.
No one can refuse this wealth!
Only the saint Su Waner of Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace had an extremely complicated expression.
The earth-shattering cry of "Kill Luo Fu" rang in her ears, making her heart beat like thunder and her fists clenched.
She was the only person at the scene who did not want to harm Luo Fu.
She is also the only one who can resist temptation.
But in her mind, the death order given by Yuwen Huangji flashed over and over again.
Yuwen Huangji, to her, was like recreating her parents.
Ke Luo Fu is also her savior.
Su Wan'er lowered her head and said nothing, her heart pounding like a knife.
Just then.
A vast spiritual boat slowly sailed into everyone's sight.
The shouts of killing at the scene fell silent immediately.
One moment the killing intent was overwhelming, but the next moment it was calm.
Finally, the Penglai Divine Sect’s spirit boat arrived.
When Sect Leader Nalan appeared on the spirit boat with 50,000 disciples.
The leaders of the four god-level sects, including Yuwen Huangji, suddenly changed their expressions.
Emperor Yuwen's eyes were dazzled, he looked at Sect Master Nalan, and said in a voiceless voice: "What!? Nalan Xuance has actually advanced to the eighth level of immortality!?"
The other three leaders also looked pale.
"Damn it! Nalan Xuance has actually caught up with the three of us!"
"What adventure happened to this old guy? In less than three months, he has made such great progress!?"
Nalan Xuance stood with his hands behind his back and chuckled: "My sect master can advance to the eighth level of immortality only by relying on Luo Fu's elixir!"
"What!?" The four god-level leaders suddenly felt like the world was spinning and their eyes were dimmed!
This stimulation is so great!
It's Luo Fu again!
Still Luo Fu!
It's always Luo Fu!
"Elixir!" Yuwen Huangji's eyes almost bled with tears: "This traitor has indeed refined the elixir as rumored!"
"Why, why does that elixir not belong to this palace master!"
Emperor Yuwen was so regretful and hated that his teeth were almost broken.
He hated himself for not killing Luo Fu sooner!
Sect Leader Nalan, on the other hand, narrowed his eyes and had a sneer on his face.
Others couldn't hear the cry of "Kill Luo Fu". How could he, who was so powerful at the eighth level of the Immortal Realm, not hear him.
Since, say it or not, others are determined to get rid of Luo Fu.
It would be better to directly tell the story about Luo Fu's elixir and make this group of jealous young people even more angry!
His purpose was indeed achieved.
The four god-level leaders have long been heartbroken and in pain.
Here, Saint Su Waner suddenly whispered: "Palace Master, is there a possibility that we can win over Luo Fu instead of killing him?"
Emperor Yuwen took a deep breath and said in a serious tone: "Win over? At the end of the Four Arts Festival, all the god-level forces offered almost crazy conditions, but did Luo Fu accept it?"
"Has he even hesitated?"
"If it cannot be used for your own benefit, it must be eradicated permanently without leaving any future troubles!"
"Wan'er, keep in mind the teachings of this palace master. The next step is up to you!"
suddenly!
The scene was quiet.
At the place where the sea meets that day, a hundred feet above the sea.
Gradually, a hazy cloud appeared.
The clouds were like a mirage, misty and unreal.
Under the cover of layers of clouds, two ancient and mysterious doors rumbled open.
From here, looking into the door, there is no sight at all, only a chaotic nothingness.
Sect Leader Nalan's eyes flashed: "Penglai Ancient Secret Realm is open!"
