hey demon

Chapter 742
Longhu Mountain, when the outside world is in turmoil, it is still peaceful and peaceful.

On Feilai Peak, a small feast is going on, misty celestial music flows between the mountains and forests, attracting cranes to dance, and the leaders are naturally Zhang Chunyi and Wumian, and the banquet is hosted by three members of the Yuanchen Society, Si Snake, Chenlong and Haizhu.

In the Yuan Chenhui, Chenlong and Haizhu were relatively close to Sang Qi who was a Si snake. This time they came to Longhu Mountain with Sang Qi when they were born in the Immortal Mansion.

"Zhang Daoyou's strength is really amazing. It seems that this time I can't sell my favor."

Looking at Zhang Chunyi, a gleam flashed in Sang Qi's eyes.

Most of her attention was on Wumian before, ignoring Zhang Chunyi as a "junior". Now that she thinks about it, she may have really misjudged her. She still remembers that when she first met Zhang Chunyi, Zhang Chunyi was just a middle Yang god. In front of Wu Mian, the pseudo-immortal, it was like an inconspicuous candle, and when we met again, Zhang Chunyi had already achieved the achievement of a pseudo-immortal. This kind of progress speed is simply unimaginable, and it is no wonder that Mr. Miao gave an astonishing evaluation that he may be a promising immortal in the future.

Hearing this, with a gentle smile on his face, Zhang Chunyi cast his eyes on Sang Qi.

The Immortal Mansion was born, and the clouds moved in all directions, and the Yuanchen Society was no exception. As far as he knew, many members of the Yuanchen Society rushed over this time, but most of them were traveling alone, and they used other identities.

"In any case, the three fellow daoists are able to come to my Longhu Mountain at this time and are willing to help me. Longhushan has remembered this heart. I respect the three Taoists on behalf of Longhushan with this glass of wine. friend."

While speaking, Zhang Chunyi raised the wine glass in his hand.

Seeing Zhang Chunyi's posture, Si Snake, Chen Long, and Hai Zhu all showed a smile on their faces.

They actually took some risks by coming to help Longhushan at this time, although the risk is not great, after all, Longhushan itself has two false immortals sitting in town, as long as they are not confused, no one will come here to make trouble. Everyone is here for fairy fate, not for fighting and killing.

However, being able to make friends with Longhushan so easily now is beyond everyone's expectations. The most important thing is that Longhushan is willing to accept this love.

"Brother Daoist."

Facing Zhang Chunyi, both Chenlong and Haizhu kept their postures low.

In a banquet, the guests and the host had a good time, the two sides talked about mysteries, ignoring the disturbance of the outside world, so happy that they didn't leave until midnight.

"The turmoil caused by the birth of the Immortal Mansion this time was unexpectedly large. Some people may not be able to sit still. It is just the beginning. Once the Immortal Mansion is really born, then it will be the real battle between dragons and tigers."

"This time, I need you to sit in Longhu Mountain, shelter the Daoist League, and maintain the most basic order. I will let Hongyun help you."

After drinking the wine in the glass, Zhang Chunyi made a decision.

Hearing this, Wumian nodded.

Now, although he doesn't have the strength of a pseudo-immortal, he can manifest a mermaid posture with the help of dreamlike magical powers, hold the fairy weapon Xuanyuan Control Water Banner, and use the great array Wanchuan Returning to the Sea as a support, he can still play a comparable role. The power of the pseudo-immortals is more than enough to suppress the southeast. After all, most people's attention will be directed to the Immortal Mansion at that time, especially those pseudo-immortals.

Not to mention that there is Hong Yun as a helper, after 120,000 years of cultivation, Lei Ting's true meaning has been fulfilled, and Hong Yun already has the ability to fight false immortals.

"It's a pity that I failed to refine the Immortal Artifact Dreamwalking Palace, otherwise we might be able to monopolize the Immortal Mansion this time."

As he spoke, there was a trace of regret in Wumian's words.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi shook his head.

Dreamwalking Palace is a perfect earth fairy weapon. It is very difficult to refine it. Even if Wumian has the inheritance of Nan Huazi, it is only possible to truly master Dreamwalking Palace after becoming an immortal. Before that, you can master Sleepwalking through refining. A little magic in the palace is very good.

"Although the sudden emergence of the Gourd Sword Sect inheritance has brought us a lot of trouble, it may not be an opportunity."

There was a subtle feeling in my heart, and an extreme sharpness emerged from Zhang Chunyi's body, stinging people's minds.

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Time passed, and it was January in a blink of an eye. More and more immortal cultivators gathered from other ways. The number of these immortal cultivators was not large, but at least they were yin gods and real people, and their quality was extremely high. They appear from time to time, and the most eye-catching ones are of course the Three Kings' Mansion on the Central Road and Taihua Mountain on the Zhengdong Road. These are ancient forces that have been passed down for a long time. There have always been false immortals sitting in their towns. Mountains are even worse.

As for the big forces in the west and north directions, because they are too far away and blocked by natural dangers, they have not arrived yet.

At the same time, the prison town monument in Southeast Road has also changed from one to three, and the benefits are touching. There are always some people who cannot restrain their inner greed and choose to take risks.

With the passage of time, many monks discovered the magical effect of Zewuqi, and wanted to collect it, but unfortunately they never succeeded. For this reason, some monks did some extreme behaviors, and even violated the ban of Longhushan, but the result was self-evident. Metaphor.

Under such circumstances, the vision that lasted for more than a month finally changed again.

Hum, the sound of the sword's cry pierced the heaven and earth, and the void distorted. After a period of brewing, a remaining fragment of the Gourd Cave finally entered the world.

"It's Dongtian, the inheritance of Gourd Sword Sect has come to this world."

Looking up at the sky, looking at the scenery of mountains and rivers on the other side reflected in the sky, feeling the spirit pouring down, the monks who had been waiting for a long time were inexplicably surprised.

In the next moment, countless monks rode Xuanguang soaring into the sky, wanting to seize an opportunity, but those real strong men were not in a hurry to leave. The inheritance of the Gourd Sword Sect is not so easy to get.

As expected, just as everyone was jumping for joy and approaching the fragments of the cave, a terrifying sword pressure fell down, slashing heavily on the hearts and minds of countless people.

Ah, the shrill screams sounded, the soul seemed to be torn apart, and the consciousness fell into a daze, dense figures fell from the sky, how fast they rushed before, how miserable they fell now, lucky among these people regained consciousness halfway , barely stabilized his figure, and unfortunately fell to the ground when he was in a daze, and fell into a pile of meat sauce, his death was extremely miserable and aggrieved.

However, the cultivators didn't pay much attention to these people, and they focused more on the figures who had successfully stepped into the Gourd Cave.

Although there is no one out of ten, there are still some people who resisted the sword pressure just now and successfully entered the Gourd Cave. Among these people are Yang Shen Taoist, Yin Shen Daoist, and even Suo Soul Sanren.

"Cultivators in different realms bear different pressure from the sword. Gourd Sword Sect only wants the best in the same realm, and those with a firm will must not pass."

Through observation, some monks quickly discovered the mystery of the previous sword pressure.

With this result, many wait-and-see monks breathed a sigh of relief. Although this kind of screening is relatively harsh, it just shows that the Gourd Sword Sect is really looking for an inheritor.

As the thought turned, another group of monks rose to the sky. Compared with the first batch, the probability of this group of monks successfully stepping into the Calabash Cave was much higher, reaching [-]%.

"Let's go too!"

Glancing in the direction of Longhu Mountain, Qingyin gave an order, it decided to take the good fortune in the cave first, and as for Longhu Mountain, it can be dealt with later.

He believes that facing the inheritance left by the Gourd Sword Sect, Longhushan will definitely be tempted. At that time, he may be able to find fighters in the cave and defeat them one by one.

Hearing this, Taoist Changchun nodded and followed Qing Yin's pace. At this moment, upon sensing the movement of Qihuang Palace, King Qing Yuwenhua also stepped into the Gourd Cave.

At the same time, in Longhu Mountain, Zhang Chunyi was watching this false immortal step into the gourd cave, and he remained still.

"I feel the call. Compared with the general monks who have to go through many tests to get the inheritance, I seem to have a shortcut. Is this because I have studied the Yangzi Jue and Duozi Jue?"

Looking up at the sky, the thoughts in Zhang Chunyi's mind kept turning, and the restlessness of Wusheng and Liuer also confirmed his conjecture from the side.

In the next moment, without any hesitation, Zhang Chun stepped out step by step and stepped into the gourd cave. He did not feel the so-called pressure of the sword.

(End of this chapter)