Start Refining A Sect

Chapter 21 Mountain Temple Fair

A blue eagle shuttles in the sea of ​​high clouds.

Dusk has passed, and night has fallen.

The stars and the bright moon hang high above the nine heavens.

Sitting on the back of the eagle, Wang Mu is very honest, well-behaved, and honest.

Because he knows.

In this sea of ​​clouds, the other party has absolute initiative.

If the other party is a little upset and throws himself into the air, he can basically leave the keyboard with both hands.

“Unexpectedly, Feihongzong actually produced another disciple of the rare Spiritual Roots…”

The female assassin frowned and looked at Wang Mu, as if thinking about something important.

Wang Mu cupped hands smiled:

“Little Lei Spiritual Roots, made the girl laugh.”

The other party suddenly showed a strange expression.

Obviously Wang Mu’s Versailles behavior made her accept that she couldn’t.

“You can speak this kind of thing? You deserve to be a Feihong Sect person, just as annoying as that guy.”

When the female assassin mentioned this person, she seemed to have great opinions.

But she changed her conversation and looked at the starry night sky.

“But… you are the same as her. Although you are annoying, you do have the strength to make people respectful.”

Looking at her somewhat complicated gaze, Wang Mu tentatively said:

“I wonder who you are talking about?”

The latter raised an eyebrow and said:

“Aren’t you familiar with her, Yu Wenxuan. ——the last mountain temple fair, the demon master among the female sisters of the same generation, the absolute master of the rare ice Spiritual Roots.”

Wang Mu opened his mouth, saying that he didn’t understand it well.

“What is the Mountain Temple Fair? What the hell is Senior Sister Yuwen’s weird-sounding title?”

The female assassin frowned:

“You don’t even know about the Mountain Temple Fair, do you? You know Yu Wenxuan well, haven’t you heard of her glorious deeds?”

Wang Mu coughed twice:

“Don’t pay attention to these details, it will not be long before you enter the Feihong Sect…”

The other party was even more surprised, and continued:

“Mountain Temple Fair, Sect’Mountain Temple’, ranked No. 1 in Shiwan Dashan, holds a ceremony of worship every five years, don’t you know that?”

Wang Mu was surprised when he heard the words, and was somewhat impressed.

He vaguely remembered mentioning in the book that the “Mountain Temple” is the number one Sect in the Shiwan Dashan Mountain.

The Sect is so strong that even many Sacred Lands in Kyushu dare not underestimate it.

It is said that the Sect inherited the will of the mountain god, ruled this boundless one hundred thousand mountains, and the strength is so powerful that even in this world, it is an existence that cannot be underestimated.

The Mountain God Temple will hold a “Mountain God Temple Fair” in the Shiwanda Mountain every five years.

Sects above the second rank are all eligible to participate in temple fairs, worship mountain gods, and pray for good weather.

And when it comes to the custom of worshipping the mountain gods.

It is not that one who becomes a cultivator can not worship.

On the contrary, only by becoming a cultivator can one know how powerful the existence of the word ‘divine’ can be involved in this world.

Therefore, all the Sects will gather in the mountain temple to worship the ancient mountain gods of the 100,000 mountains.

And the mountain temple fair.

Naturally, it is not as simple as a simple worship ceremony.

The heroes and heroes of all major Sects, the disciples of Tianjiao, will enter the mysterious realm of the mountain to experience and gain the blessing of the mountain god.

But this experience also has a threshold.

Only disciples who are above the second rank Sect and have the ability to reach the Foundation Building Realm are eligible to participate.

Of course, this is only eligible to participate.

Want to stand out from the vast mountains, among countless powerful Sect genius disciples.

Only the unimaginable Tianzongzhi can do it.

“So, Sister Yuwen’s performance at the’Mountain God Temple Fair’ last year was very outstanding?”

The female assassin nodded:

“It’s more than outstanding… at the last mountain temple fair, her performance shocked the audience. As soon as Fang appeared on the stage, she used the devil-like dominance to overwhelm the female sisters of the same generation and could not fight back, even my Royal Beast Sect. Several senior sisters in China were all defeated by her sword.”

After speaking, he took a look at Wang Mu.

“Unexpectedly, among the new generation of Feihongzong disciples, there will be another Lei Xiu. I can expect that another genius Lei Xiu will be born at the Mountain God Temple Fair a year later.”

Wang Mu was a little embarrassed by her praise:

“Oh…how am I embarrassed when you say that.”

But my heart was dark, and the feeling of being touted by the stranger I just met was really good.

The female assassin’s expression didn’t seem to be a joke at all:

“It seems that you still don’t know the rarity of Thunder Spiritual Roots. Ordinary people with Spiritual Roots are one in a million, and the rare Spiritual Roots in the Spiritual Roots are even one in a million, and the rare Spiritual Roots are the most powerful. Ray Spiritual Roots, that’s even more…”

“one in ten thousand?”

“There is no one in a million!”

Wang Mu was shocked. He thought that Thunder Spiritual Roots was rare, but he never thought that it was so rare.

It seems…the weakness still limits own imagination.

This is just the first-level gift package of Gold Finger.

But even at the tip of the iceberg, is it already above tens of thousands of people?

The female assassin shrugged and said:

“With your talents, you will soon become a smashing giant. I just thought about it, if you let you die in the mouth of the monster race, it would be too shameful.”

Wang Mu gave her a surprised look.

It turned out that when she was pondering just now, she thought about so much in a short time.

“Speaking of this, I have to thank your Excellency for your life-saving grace.”

Wang Mu solemnly said to her cupped hands:

“Flying Hongzong, Wang Mu.”

He suddenly raised his head, showing a smile like Star:

“—Girl, don’t know each other if you don’t fight, make friends?”

The latter’s expression was slightly invisible, and immediately returned to apathy:

“Royal Beast Sect… Guan Feiyan.”

With a loud eagle that resounded across the sky!

Under the stars.

Biying broke through the sea of ​​clouds, ploughing out a cloud mark of hundreds of feet.

Guan Feiyan took a deep breath and smiled at ease.

“Great, we finally left the middle of the Shiwan Dashan Mountain.”

at this point.

Even if the two are truly out of danger.

And Wang Mu’s Sect mission was a complete success.

Besides.

Wang Mu came to this world and finally made his first cultivator friend. It feels pretty good.

“In that case, let’s not pass it.”

Biying leaned on Yuhengzhen and fell slowly.

Wang Mu jumped to the ground and bid farewell to Guan Feiyan’s cupped hands:

“Girl Feiyan, I don’t know when we meet next time. The four characters are given to you, please cherish it!”

After speaking, Wang Mu turned and left.

He didn’t take a few steps, but he heard an unhurried voice behind him.

“Fellow daoist wait a minute, I have something, do you need it?”

Wang Mu stopped and looked back.

However, Guan Feiyan was holding her chest with her hands, with something between her left fingers.

His pupils shrank suddenly!

“This is… the heart charm!”

Guan Feiyan raised her eyebrows and showed a playful smile.

“How about it, think about it?”

…

In addition to the necessary Foundation Building pill, the cultivator breakthrough Foundation Building also requires a heart-strength talisman to hold on to the spiritual platform.

When Wang Mu searched for the golden silkworm cocoons before, he was surprised to find that there was a Foundation Building Dan among them.

This means that if you leave the breakthrough Foundation Building, you only have a heart-warming charm.

At this moment, the heart-relief charm he needed was right in front of him.

Wang Mu took a deep breath and didn’t need to answer, his expression said everything.

Guan Feiyan put away the heart symbol of the town and headed towards Yuheng Town.

“In that case, it’s better to have a drink before leaving.”