After the flying saucer captured the whole sect, I became popular in StarCraft

Chapter 199 Hundred Refinements
Those who came were two foundation-building monks, and the Feilong Gang paid a lot of money to catch her.

In order to escape, Chu Yao used a broken talisman that had been treasured for a long time.

This talisman can only be used once, which is comparable to the full blow of a fake alchemy monk.

Chu Yao seriously injured one person, and only then did he get a chance to escape.

She exhausted all her cards to deal with another person, desperately.

It seems that after embarking on the path of cultivation, she has been on the run.

But Chu Yao is used to it.

She was on the tenth floor of Qi Refining, and after running for less than a day, she was cornered by the Foundation Establishment monks.

When all thoughts were lost, Chu Yao met the later master for the first time.

This is a woman who looks similar to her own age in appearance, with willow eyebrows and starry eyes, misty temples, and a black gauze dress swaying in the wind, she looks like a jade-colored fairy, and her eyes are full of wind and frost. Anger from prestige.

She happened to pass by, and the snow fell from the sky.With just a wave of his hand, the Foundation Establishment cultivator was reduced to ashes.

"Finally let me find a good seedling." The woman said lightly to Chu Yao, "Two years later, at the Tianyin Ascension Fair, if there is a destiny, you and I will meet each other."

The woman left her words and then drifted away.

Chu Yao has practiced for six years, and only today did she realize that she is a dark spiritual root that cannot be seen in a hundred years.

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The Tianyin Ascension to Immortals Conference also has a nickname in the cultivation world, it is called the Demon Ascension Conference.

This meeting is held once every ten years, and it is specially set up for casual cultivators all over the world. Thousands of people fight and compete, and the top ones are selected to join the sect.

There is an additional reward for the top three, Foundation Establishment Pill.

On the martial arts stage, a female cultivator in a strong outfit and covered with a black veil was particularly eye-catching.

Compared with ordinary casual cultivators, she seems to have countless means.Sometimes talismans appear frequently, and sometimes spells are chained together, with fierce attacks, death or injury, which is unpredictable.

This is the 23-year-old Chu Yao, who has completed Qi refining.

Fighting in the Northern Territory for several years, fighting with people and beasts, she grew up from the battle, and she is no longer that fledgling ignorant girl.

She became the dark horse of that session of Demon Raising Gathering, and won the top three with her strange Taoism and her best efforts.

It was also from this time that the title of "Ghost Fairy" began to become popular in the Northern Territory.

After the meeting, she saw the woman who saved her life again.

It was only then that Chu Yao knew that the woman was the ancestor of Tianyin, a Nascent Soul cultivator who was at the pinnacle of cultivation.

The ancestor accepted her as his personal heir, took her to the residence, and taught her the "Underworld Art" that is more suitable for the cultivation of the dark spirit root.

Looking at the small bed that belonged to her in the cave, Chu Yao's eyes were hazy with tears.

It was the first time since the death of her last master that she shed tears.

Not out of sorrow, but joy.

After eight years of practice, she finally had a place to stay.

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After moving into the cave, she chose to retreat under the hint of her ancestor.

It is not difficult for her to successfully establish the foundation of Chu Yao, and everything is accumulated.

After leaving the customs, Chu Yao met Senior Sister Bai for the first time.

The white-haired woman brought her new clothes and magic tools, and took her to see and travel in the Zong.

They flew over the majestic and majestic main hall, the majestic scripture pavilion, the sacred place shrouded in fairy mist, and the peaks full of people's voices...

Everywhere she went, there were people smiling and saluting to her, commensurate with her seniority.

Chu Yao is a newcomer, and she is still a little uncomfortable.

Seeing so many intrigues in the world, she couldn't believe that monks could communicate so plainly.

It turns out that when monks meet, they don't necessarily have to fight to the death.

Under the guidance of her senior sister, she met many people.

To Tianyin Sect, she felt at home for the first time.

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On the snowy field, there is a monstrous aura and a surge of beasts.

In the Northern Territory of Fengyuan, there is a frenzy of monsters that is rare in a century.

This chaos swept all directions, no matter whether it was a small sect in the mountains or a grand sect, they were all dragged into this indiscriminate disaster, and no one was spared.

Under a cliff, a group of twenty Tianyin Sect disciples fought fiercely with monsters.

In the center of the crowd, a beautiful and clean-looking woman is calm and composed, and the sky is full of spiritual light when she waves her hands.

This is 33-year-old Chu Yao, in the late foundation establishment period.

Because she swallowed Dingyan Pill, her appearance remained at the age of 23.

"Senior Sister Chu! There are so many monsters in this group, we may not be able to resist them!"

"You go first! I'll stop later!"

With a flash of Chu Yao's figure, she jumped in front of the crowd, waved her big hand, and ghostly figures floated on the ground, separating her from the others.

"Senior Sister!" Someone's eyes were red and their canthus were tearing apart.

"Why don't you leave soon? Do you think you have a long life?"

She is already a leader among her peers, and she is famous for her ghostly skills and fierceness. No one in her rank would dare to provoke her.

At this time, she can no longer rely on others, but become others' reliance.

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When the beast tide calmed down, Chu Yao was not relieved yet, when bad news came from the sect.

Master passed away.

It's not that he died in a fight, but that his lifespan is exhausted.

Zongmen held a grand funeral for him.

Chu Yao and Bai Yue saw the two standing in front of Master's coffin, silently standing silently.

Master's time is running out, and Chu Yao has already known about it, which is why she is eager to find more successors.

It's just that Chu Yao didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Without Master, there are only two Nascent Soul cultivators left in the sect, so one can imagine what kind of turmoil will ensue.

"Junior Sister, I want to retreat to conceive a baby." Bai Yuejian's attitude was firm, "Although this retreat is close to death, I have to fight it out..."

As the master's personal heir, Bai Yuejian in the later stage of Jindan must support the main beam.

"Senior sister, I understand." Chu Yao forced a smile, "Don't worry, I won't make trouble for you."

"what's your plan?"

"I'm going on a trip. You've worked so hard, how can I not do it?"

The two future Tianjiao looked at each other and smiled.

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On the high mountain, there are dark clouds and thunder.

A black crowd surrounded the mountain peak, standing out of thin air. Those were the enemies who chased and killed Chu Yao here.

"Bitch, return my ancient spirit plant!"

"Chu Ye! This deity calls three numbers. If you don't come out, I will bring people to level your mountain!"

"The Zihuang Sword is such a heaven-defying magic weapon, how can it be controlled by a casual cultivator like you! Why don't you hand it over to the old man!"

These monks are densely packed, or stepping on fierce beasts, or holding magic weapons, all of them are vicious.

They have ghosts in their hearts, and what they fight is the idea of ​​killing people and seizing treasures.

"Hahahaha, if you want something, come and grab it!"

"Chu Ye" laughed loudly, and turned into a ray of bright purple light, which broke through the air.

In the wind and rain, the Taoist clothes are light and the long hair is fluttering.

One person with one sword, standing on the top of the mountain without fear.

The purple sword shines on the women, and the rustling is better than the meteor.

This is the Chu ballad of Jindan period.

Self-confidence, publicity, arrogance.

Even if there are tens of thousands of people standing in front of her, she still dares to single-handedly fight a sonorous road.

Mo Dao Fen Dai has no beauty, who says women are inferior to men!
"The Zihuang Sword is mine—!" A monk suddenly stretched out his claws and grabbed Chu Yao.

With his move, the rest of the cultivators finally couldn't hold back and made a decisive move.

The aura surged, and the sky and the earth changed color.

A golden elixir war, enough to be recorded in the annals of Fengyuan history, kicked off.

(End of this chapter)