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Chapter 403 Jumping over the Dragon Gate? No, dragons give birth to leeks

The Holy City of Mountain Apes.

Concubine Fu Yun's painting boat came across the sky, and she saw the city shrouded in clouds and mist from a distance. The clouds and mist surrounding the sky were like a huge spring, and the central area was constantly gurgling mist.

In such a scene, she didn't show anything strange. Every time the ferry came, the Holy City of Mountain Monkey would look like this.

The spiritual light emitted by the painting boat kept shrinking, and was collected into the palm of Concubine Fu Yun, and then she stepped into the clouds and mist.

The holy city within the clouds appeared in two layers: upper and lower.

The lower level is the original pavilions and pavilions, and the upper level is a cloud platform floating in the clouds and mist.

On the cloud platform, there are many ethereal fairy pavilions, and there are also the sounds of piano and ancient harp.

"Fellow Taoist Concubine Yun is here."

A voice as gentle as water sounded. Concubine Fu Yun stopped and nodded, turning around and heading towards a fairy pavilion in the southern area.

All the scenes are made of clouds and mist, which look very ethereal and mysterious, but those present have long been accustomed to it, and their minds are not on these external objects.

In the fairy pavilion where Concubine Fu Yun was sitting, there was an old man with fairy spirit sitting cross-legged, with a guqin in front of him.

"Fellow Taoist Tianyun called you just now, why didn't you chat more?"

The old man pressed his fingers against the strings and looked at Concubine Fu Yun who was sitting down.

Giving the old man a rollicking look, Concubine Fu Yun said calmly, "He is despicable."

One sentence made the old man dumbfounded.

"Fellow Taoist Tianyun is also the leader of a faction. We should still talk to him in the future."

Concubine Fu Yun closed her eyes and pretended to be practicing, completely ignoring the old man's words.

Seeing this, the old man asked for trouble and continued to play with his strings, but his strings did not make any sound.

As time went by, figures stepped into the clouds and mist one after another, and then entered different fairy pavilions.

Without exception, these figures are spirit masters whose realms have been sealed.

In the stone pavilion where Concubine Fu Yun was, there was also a spirit descendant and a demon tribe.

"This time is almost the same as last time, except that there are two new colleagues with unfamiliar faces."

The monk from the spirit tribe spoke. He looked very handsome, and his eyes were shining with colorful brilliance, as if he could suck in the surrounding light.

"In just a few hundred years, there have been two more fellow god-transformers. The threshold for this god-transformation realm is really getting lower and lower."

The demon monk echoed, this demon looks like a leopard, but it has an extremely thick and long tail. Although it has shrunk its body and is lying on its stomach, it still exudes a wild aura.

At this moment, a total of five waves of forces were separated in the Immortal Pavilion above the cloud platform.

Each wave of forces had as few as four people and as many as six people, each occupying a position and giving way to the middle area of ​​the cloud platform.

"It's difficult to become a god."

The old man who was playing with the strings sighed, "It's time for us to work together in the same boat again. I am in urgent need of a new Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaf."

Hearing the sound, Concubine Fu Yun also woke up from her rest. The four of them each occupied a position in the immortal pavilion. There was no spiritual ban here. They could see the monks in the other four directions, and other monks could also see them.

You can clearly feel the interweaving messages in the void. These are monks who know each other exchanging greetings, and there are also monks who are cursing and hostile to each other.

Among the five waves of people, Cui Shaoqing's camp is also one of them. The leader is still Li Shuanghua, but the number of monks in their camp has increased from four to five, and a new person has been absorbed.

Wherever there are people, there will be disputes, and nothing can change this. The monks from the five camps looked at each other and looked at the other camps. It seemed like a harmonious scene, but it had a hint of competition.

"Fellow Taoists, are you all here?"

The sound of laughter echoed on the cloud platform, and all thoughts of communication were instantly dispersed. The spiritual masters who were resting or pretending to be resting opened their eyes and looked towards the center of the cloud platform.

He saw a bunch of colorful clouds flowing down from high altitude among the rolling clouds and mist, forming a huge ape shadow among the rolling clouds.

The ape roared, and the mist shrank, transforming into a tall old man with high cheekbones.

"It's been a long time since I got together with all of you fellow Taoists."

The ape-shaped old man cupped his hands.

"Long time no see, Holy Ape Spirit Lord."

The camp monks in the five directions stood up and bowed their hands in greeting.

The Holy Ape Spirit Master returned the favor with a smile, but his eyes were glowing with golden light like two small suns, scanning in all directions, and his eyes fell on each of the Spirit Master monks present.

At this moment, Shen Lian, who was inserted between the black hair, became tense.

The sapling tree, which is a combination of the merit clone and the fuyao tree, has extremely keen perception. Although it is only a passive receiving induction, the moment the Holy Ape Spirit Lord's spiritual thoughts swept over him, he felt an extremely strong pressure.

This kind of pressure is three to four times that of Concubine Fu Yun, and even stronger than all the spiritual masters present.

This somewhat surprised Shen Lian. He was clearly in the early stage of becoming a god, so why was this old monkey's aura mellower than the others present?

After following Concubine Fu Yun for so many years, Shen Lian has some understanding of this Holy Ape Spirit Master. This cultivator is a presider, but his true identity is unknown.

It would be a long story to say why so many spiritual masters want to listen to a monkey.

In the beginning, the spiritual masters were also unruly.

Later, everyone behaved.

The Holy Ape Spiritual Lord is still the Holy Ape Spiritual Lord.

The unruly spirit masters are gone.

Anyone who wants to pry into the relationship between the Holy Ape Spirit Lord and the ferry boat will die tragically. Everyone only knows that this monkey has a limited range of activities. In the past, he did not participate in external affairs or even show up.

At this moment, in the fairy pavilion where Concubine Fu Yun was, the old man who had played the piano touched his arms and pulled out a triangular flag made of copper but exuding a faint light.

After the flag was injected with water magic power, it suddenly swelled in the wind and turned into dozens of feet, and suddenly flew above the fairy pavilion.

At the same time, the leaders of the other four camps took out similar triangular flags, and after being inspired, hung the flags above their respective fairy pavilions.

The leader of Concubine Fu Yun's camp, the old man Qin Ming, controls the Black Flag of Xuanshui.

Cui Shaoqing's camp, Li Shuanghua, controls the Jinguangyan Banner.

The remaining three flags are the Wanmu Flag controlled by Tianyun Lingzun, the Dihuang Flag controlled by Sui Shizuo, and the Peacock Flag controlled by You Yingping.

The five flags correspond to the five elements.

Each camp has four to six banned spiritual masters under their command. Each spiritual master can receive tribute from different amounts of forces according to the rules set long ago.

As for how many copies you can collect, it depends on your camp and your own strength.

For example, Concubine Fu Yun only received three copies, while Old Man Qinming received seven copies.

Seeing the five triangular flags being released, the Holy Ape Spirit Lord nodded, "There are still more than twenty forces' inheritance tokens that have not been filled with flesh and blood essence. Fellow Taoists, do you think you should wait a little longer, or should you draw lots according to the old rules?"

"Of course it's a lottery."

The proposal of the Holy Ape Spirit Master was directly affirmed by everyone.

The tokens of more than twenty forces are not fully stocked. Who knows how long it will take if we wait any longer, but we must hurry up.

"Okay, let's draw lots."

The Holy Ape Spirit Lord sneered, took out an alchemy furnace and offered it to the sky.

"Fellow Taoists, let's begin."

The Spirit Master monks present each threw the same number of small balls into the alchemy cauldron according to the number of forces they controlled. Each ball was written with the name of a force.

To put it this way, it is actually very unfair. After all, some spiritual masters are powerful and control many forces under their command, so they have a high probability of being caught when drawing lots.

But in fact, the monks who occupy the most power are the leaders of the camp, and they don't care about this at all.

"I'm about to start."

The Holy Ape Spiritual Master closed the alchemy furnace and cast a spell. After that, the alchemy furnace started to rotate rapidly and was shrouded in thick mist, cutting off the spiritual thoughts of the spiritual master present. "

"Okay." When the alchemy furnace shrouded in the mist stopped rotating, the Holy Ape Spirit Lord said, "There are a total of twenty-eight forces that have not completed the blood storage task this time, so let's draw twenty-eight lots from them.

I’ll catch three, and the remaining twenty-five camp leaders will each catch five. That’s great. "

With that said, the Holy Ape Spirit Master grabbed the big cauldron, and the three small balls were thrown out, and a spiritual light flashed in the air.

"Snow Palace, Golden Flower Palace, Fire Palace."

High-end voting often uses the simplest method.

Cui Shaoqing also didn't expect that the first one would be the forces connected with him.

In a flash, he recalled some bad things. To this day, he still has not found the mysterious spiritual master who besieged him in the first place.

The Holy Ape Spirit Master showed the lot he had caught, and then signaled: "It's time for the next few Taoists."

Soon, twenty-five small balls were taken out of the alchemy furnace and displayed one by one in the sky.

The monks from the five camps looked at the names of forces displayed. Some looked annoyed, while others were indifferent.

Concubine Fu Yun took a look and saw that one of them happened to belong to her, but she didn't care. Luck was also a very important part of cultivating immortals.

As long as the forces that planted the chess pieces are not caught, it doesn't matter whether the rest die or not.

The Holy Ape Spirit Lord in the center of the cloud platform began to clean the alchemy furnace, ignoring the whispers among the monks in the camp, as if his alchemy furnace was some kind of treasure.

……

Under the black banner of Xuan Shui.

Yu Qi, the handsome spirit master of the spirit tribe, was annoyed, "I have such bad ideas, but I was chosen two. These losers are so unlucky that they don't even have any luck."

As he spoke, he took a hand from his arms and took out a small jade box.

"Array Master, Shanyue Palace has an ethnic group like mine, can you change it to another one?"

With that said, Yu Qi opened the jade box. Inside was a drop of pure blood, which immediately attracted the attention of the Iron Tail Demon Lord on the side.

"Fellow Daoist Yu Qi, your collection is quite good. The fifth-level blood essence has such a strong aura."

With that said, Tiewei looked at the old man Qin Ming, "Array Master, can you give this drop of blood to me?"

Old man Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and nodded.

Tiewei laughed loudly and rolled up the jade box with a sweep of his tail, "Fellow Taoist Yu Qi, I will give you my Lishui Palace in exchange for your Shanyue Palace."

At the same time, the same thing happened in the other four immortal pavilions.

Some of the forces caught in the lottery were secretly behind the ban on the spiritual master, so naturally they could not be sacrificed in advance.

The solution, of course, is to change to a blood sacrifice force.

As for unfairness, why not let the forces that have not completed the task of storing blood to sacrifice themselves? That would be a misunderstanding for the spiritual masters.

It is precisely because of the kindness of the spiritual masters that the lottery was drawn, giving a chance to the forces that failed to complete the task.

No one is allowed to praise Master Lingzun for his kindness.

The Holy Ape Spirit wiped the alchemy furnace and quietly watched the exchange of interests among the monks in the Five Directions Pavilion.

The purpose of banning the Spirit Master is to get what they want through the monks who enter the core eighteen continents.

Therefore, they must have arranged a back-up plan secretly.

Now when the lot is drawn, the force that arranged the back-up plan is caught in the blood sacrifice. If you want to prevent your back-up plan from being invalidated, you can only exchange it for profits.

Of course, there are also people who have arranged several back-ends. If one back-end is captured, other forces will remain. However, the strength of the Forbidden Spirit Lord is limited, so it is not easy to arrange two back-ends.

These game rules have been formed little by little over the years. Everyone thought it was fun and so they became customized. Anyway, Nascent Soul monks from all over the world of immortality came one after another.

……

After the exchange of interests in the Immortal Pavilion of all parties was completed, the cloud platform became quiet again, and it happened that the elixir furnace of the Holy Ape Spirit Master was also finished.

"Haha, now that everything is ready, let's get started. I hope all your Taoist friends will have their wishes come true this time."

After the words fell, Holy Ape Spirit Lord's body was filled with the spirit of demons. A bunch of curling muscles bulged out from his tall and thin body. His whole body grew in size rapidly, and he grew sharp and thorny hair. , transformed into a huge half-demon ape.

"open!"

The half-demon ape roared, clasping his hands in front of his chest and grabbing at the mist that filled the sky.

"Fellow Taoists, we are destined to receive immortality from heaven, when will we wait?"

The roar was like thunder.

In an instant, the auras of the spiritual monks in the five immortal pavilions burst out one by one. The spiritual restraints that were imprisoned on their bodies broke free, and pieces of the Three Thousand Tribulations Spirit Leaves were flying.

The spirit masters who had regained their spirit master level strength poured mana into their respective formation flags one by one.

The five chess pieces flew up and gathered in the sky to form a colorful formation, absorbing the mana gathered from the five parties, just where the half-demon ape tore open the mist space.

More than thirty transformed gods took action simultaneously, and the clouds and mist in the sky were torn apart, turning into a multi-colored light pillar reaching the sky.

At this moment, the entire Yueling Continent was trembling, and the power inheritance tokens distributed in one hundred and eight directions lit up at the same time. Each released a bright light, shrouding the monks belonging to their respective power.

Suddenly, in addition to the light pillars of the Mountain Ape Holy City, Yueling Continent gave birth to one hundred and eight light pillars of different colors, which went straight into the sky and shook the earth.

In a trance, the sky and the earth were spinning, and each token was attracted and transformed into a mountain peak, a disk, a long river, a boat, a palace, a fairy palace, etc., leading Nascent Soul monks to gather around the Mountain Ape Holy City.

The Transformation Spirit Masters in the Mountain Monkey Holy City were instantly aroused. The high-hanging cloud platform and one hundred and eight flying tokens formed a meteor shower and flew towards the north of the mainland.

Carrying the tokens of their respective forces, the Nascent Soul monks crossed the Moon Spirit Continent at an astonishing speed. Even if they had reached the realm of Nascent Soul, they were still shocked beyond words by the scene in front of them.

When a group of people crossed the Moon Spirit and approached the void outside the Northern Continent, the ancient and long horn sounded from the deep void abyss.

A black hazy ship as huge as a star, with a small half of its body shining with light revealed from the darkness, but this small half of its body was pressed into the broken void.

"Look, the ferry!"

For a moment, the Nascent Soul monks in the field were all tense.

Rumor has it that if you board the ferry boat and you can enter the core area, you will have the opportunity to advance to become a god.

Transforming into a god is the top of the realm, like a fish leaping over a dragon gate. With a wider sky, you will no longer be squeezed by the spiritual master.

……

At this moment, Shen Lian, who was tied in Concubine Fu Yun's hair, collected all his aura and looked at the scene in front of him quietly.

Nascent Soul monks from all four continents in the world of immortality gathered in Yueling Continent. After massacre, they passed the first level. As long as they can successfully board the ferry boat, they can enter the core place they dream of.

This scene is like a fish leaping over a dragon's gate, with hundreds of teams vying for the upper hand, but only a few can succeed.

But coupled with what happened on the cloud platform before, it seems extremely absurd.

The Transformation Spirit Lord determines the life and death of many Nascent Souls in a single thought, just as easily and indifferently as crushing ants under his feet while walking.

All the movements of the Spirit Master are so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.

Shen Lian originally thought that these spiritual masters were suffering from imprisonment and were suffering from hardship. But now it seems that they are indeed suffering from hardship, but they are not good deeds.

It really goes with that saying, big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimps, and shrimps can only eat smelly mud.

Is the Transformation Spirit Lord a big fish?

No, no, Huashenzun is just a small fish, maybe even a small shrimp.

Why do you say that? Many of the Transformation Gods present were promoted after entering the core continent through the ferry boat.

I thought that after I advanced to become a god, I would be able to "no longer block my eyes", but in fact I was carrying three thousand tribulation spiritual leaves on my back.

Jump over the dragon gate?

nonexistent.

ps: I’ll sort it out later, there are only these 4,500 words left today.

(End of this chapter)