Ding Huan's habitual mind scanned the outside first. He was very confused, and Ji Changsi was standing at his door.
"Sect Master Ji?" Ding Huan quickly opened the door...
Ji Changsi's face was full of smiles: "Old Liu, weren't I worried that you would miss the talisman competition? I was going to call you. Since you just came out, let's go together."
"Thank you very much, Sect Leader Ji." Ding Huan also roughly guessed that Ji Changsi was probably worried that he wouldn't be able to exert his full strength.
Are you kidding me, the Soul-Eating Realm Ring is very important to him. As long as he obtains this Realm Ring, he may have a chance to return to Earth, or even go to Changyi Continent to seek revenge.
Under the personal leadership of the sect master, Ding Huan first came to the competition area of ​​Dou Fu.
Sure enough, after all the five major competition areas came out, they formed a fan shape.
Ji Changsi watched Ding Huan enter the competition venue and breathed a sigh of relief.
The number plate Ding Huan drew this time was not so friendly. It was No. 21850, on stage 20.
With more than 20,000 numbers, it was obvious that his turn would not be available in the first two days.
After Ding Huan got his number plate, he returned to the fighting arena again, and his third round of fighting competition was about to begin.
After just half an hour of waiting, Ding Huan's fighting number plate flashed.
The score shown on the fighting number plate is twenty, and the opponent in this fighting is number 1209.
"Fellow Taoist, please." Ding Huan landed on the stage and finally met a polite guy.
This was a young man with a beard. He did not take advantage of Ding Huan's approach. Instead, he cupped his fists and said "please".
Ding Huan doesn't have time to talk nonsense. He is currently running in three arenas, and the time he spends on the arena is as short as possible.
The starry sky realm stretched out, and this time Ding Huan sacrificed a low-grade immortal weapon, a long sword.
Last time he used a long sword, this time he just took out the long sword without bothering to change it.
Since he took out the long knife, Ding Huan simply slashed it out with one strike.
This monk obviously didn't take Ding Huan seriously. He didn't even take out his magic weapon. He just punched Ding Huan's long knife, and then the Mysterious Immortal Realm swept out crazily.
In his eyes, a monk like Ding Huan has no power to fight back in his field.
What he is best at is crushing opponents of the same level in the field, and he almost never fails.
The long knife that was struck out will also be locked under his domain.
Bang!
The bearded young man looked at the domain he swept out in horror. He couldn't even shake the opponent's domain, and the Xianyuan Daoyun quickly collapsed, let alone crushed it.
A breath of death penetrated into his heart and soul, and his hands and feet were cold and numb.
Under the lock of Ding Huan's powerful domain, he even closed his eyes.
However, he just felt a little cold between his eyebrows. He quickly opened his eyes and saw Ding Huan's long knife stopped at the center of his eyebrows, but did not strike.
"Do you want to give you another chance?" Ding Huan looked at the other party with a smile.
The bearded young man shook his head quickly: "I am not your opponent, I lost."
Although he was a little careless just now, even if he was not careless, he was definitely no match for Ding Huan in such a powerful field.
He was certain that Ding Huan was more powerful than Zuo Liang, one of the two prides of Jiukun Immortal Sect. If he said this, everyone would think he was crazy.
He was just glad that he was polite just now, otherwise, the other party might kill him.
When the news of No. 3211's victory came from the stage, Ding Huan stepped out of the stage and did not leave.
Whether it was the second round of Formation Dao or the first round of Fu Dao, there would still be some time, and he was too lazy to run around.
Now he can refine the fourth-level immortal talisman and should be able to get some points.
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"It should be here." Outside the thirty-three ruins, a monk wearing a huge string of rosary beads on his chest stopped here.
He searched for five days before arriving here.
There was only a hint of the aura of the avenue, and if he had arrived a few hours later, he might have lost his trace and never felt it again.
The monk seemed to have been here before. After arriving at the thirty-third path, he went straight to the Miscellaneous Peak.
When he reached Miscellaneous Peak, he closed his eyes and kept sniffing with his nose.
After a while, he grabbed a handful of soil and licked it, then frowned.
It seemed that after thinking for a long time, he took out a Zen staff and slammed it down hard.
The Dao veins here were taken away by Ding Huan, and the natural restraint also lost its spirituality. The monk only attacked twice and suddenly understood.
The monk jumped into the pit excitedly, grabbed a handful of soil and sniffed it carefully.
"It really goes beyond the rules of this world, good stuff, good stuff..."
The monk murmured to himself, and kept grabbing handfuls of dirt, licking it and smelling it, as if he was crazy.
A full incense time passed before he calmed down.
The things were taken away by someone, and the person was gone for a few days at most. He should be able to catch up now, but it should be too late.
The monk carefully observed the surroundings of the Miscellaneous Peak for a long time. If there was any hair, he even wanted to pull off his own hair.
In this half day, he did not find any space fluctuations that the flying magic weapon flew through.
With his cultivation and sensitivity to the laws of space, he would be able to catch any trace of a flying magic weapon flying here, let alone the past five days, or even the past ten days.
Not to mention the traces of the flying magic weapon, if someone walks by here, he can also feel the fluctuations in the space.
The monk rushed outside of the thirty-third path and carefully searched the surrounding space again. There was still no space fluctuation caused by any flying magic weapon.
No, if you leave from here, whether you walk or fly the magic weapon, you will definitely leave space fluctuations.
Even if the teleportation talisman is used, there will be teleportation fluctuations that will not disappear at all in a few days.
Could it be that the opponent's magic weapon also transcends the rules of this world? Only magic weapons that surpass the rules of this world will not leave traces in this low-rules space.
The more the monk thought about it, the more he was right, and his face even turned red.
There is definitely a magic weapon that transcends the rules of this space. Otherwise, how could the treasure containing the aura of the supreme avenue be taken away from the Thirty-three Paths?
If the other party really escaped with this kind of flying magic weapon, he could only stare blankly, because he would definitely not be able to catch it.
But if you think about it, the monks who can come to these thirty-three paths will definitely not be too high in cultivation.
Since your cultivation level is not too high, you don't dare to control this top-notch flying magic weapon all the time, because there is a possibility of being discovered.
Then there is only one option, which is to leave by teleportation array.
If you want to leave by teleportation array, the nearest one is to Baizhu Fairy City...
White Bamboo Fairy City?
In the past few days, there has been a big competition among the Immortal Sects? Will the other party go directly to Banting Immortal City?
"Even if you go to hell and meet me, Monk Qianlou, you still have to hand over your things." A fierce look flashed in the monk's eyes, and he decided to go to Banting Fairy City to look for it.
Ding Huan could only say that this guy was just lucky, he made a mistake and guessed it right.
If he had not participated in the Immortal Sect Ranking Competition, he would have taken the iron pot to the Chaotic Zone or other places, and it would have been impossible for him to go to Baizhu Immortal City to take the teleportation formation.
…
Ding Huan's eyes twitched slightly as he stood outside the second stage watching others fight. His mind fell on the monitoring array pattern on his finger ring.
When leaving Thirty-three Road, he arranged a bunch of surveillance arrays.
It's just that these formations are arranged separately, and they are relatively far away from the location of the Dao Meridian and the location of the bamboo house.
It is not easy to find such a void formation pattern, not to mention the Qianlou monk who does not understand the void formation pattern, but also a person who is proficient in the void formation pattern.
Ding Huan arranged these surveillance arrays because he was worried that people would find out about Dao Veins.
Several days had passed, and he thought that the matter with Dao Meridian would be over safely.
I didn't expect that a fat monk would go there today. This guy has a nose like a dog. After thirty-three failed attempts, he actually wanted to come to Banting Fairy City.
As long as this guy thinks about it carefully, he who wins the first place in the formation will definitely be the one to focus on.
After all, what locks the Dao meridians is a natural restriction. If the level of the formation Dao is lower, it cannot be opened at all.
Thinking of this, Ding Huan's mind immediately swept away, and soon he saw Ji Changsi.
Ji Changsi was in a very good mood, Ding Huan passed three rounds in the fighting area, and Yan Sha also passed the second round. Not only that, there were two people in Qi Dao who both passed the first round.
As long as this continues, the Dafan Immortal Sect will definitely achieve a very high score this time. Not to mention the Seven Star Immortal Sect, there is a chance to attack the Six Star Immortal Sect.
"Sect Master." Ding Huan came to Ji Changsi's side.
If he hadn't screamed, Ji Changsi would still be immersed in the lust of the Six-Star and Seven-Star Immortals.
"Lao Liu, why are you here?" Ji Changsi was so happy when he saw it was Ding Huan that he even stood up from his seat.
This is probably the first time that Ding Huan has had a sect leader be so cautious and polite in front of an outer disciple.
"Sect Master, can you lend me a moment to speak?" Ding Huan whispered.
"Of course, let's go." Ji Changsi values ​​Ding Huan the most now, so why not?
"Sect Master, I would like to ask if you have a warrant or formation card to enter the Immortal Courtyard?" Ding Huan asked.
Ji Changsi didn't understand what Ding Huan meant, so he nodded immediately:
"Yes, do you want to go to the Immortal Court? As long as you can get the first place in the battle, you will get a formation card that can enter the Immortal Court at any time."
Ding Huan said: "I want it now. My friend is going to Xianting, and I want to stay here to continue participating in the competition."
Ji Changsi was a little embarrassed.
Ding Huan remained silent. If Ji Changsi didn't even do this, he would leave first.
The Soul-Eating Realm Ring and Immortal Spirit Vein are indeed very important, but escaping is more important.
It didn't matter to him alone. The main reason was that Rong Xiyu was too weak and being with him was a burden. He had to send Rong Xiyu away first.
As long as Rong Xiyu leaves, even if the fat monk comes, he will have a way to deal with it.
After a while, Ji Changsi said: "I am the sect master of the Five-Star Immortal Sect. I have the opportunity to enter the Immortal Court once every year, and I can bring three people with me.
However, now is the critical moment for the Immortal Sect Ranking Competition, and I can’t leave.”
Ding Huan looked at Ji Changsi speechlessly: "Sect Master, I should be the one who can't leave, right? After the Immortal Sect Ranking Competition begins, you will just be a spectator, and I will be the one who contributes."
(Good night fellow Taoist, please give me your monthly ticket!)
Chapter completed!