Long rainbows continued to fly into the corresponding illusion mirror. After about half an hour, the entrance of the illusion mirror was about to close. Qian Jincai frowned and wondered why Mo Yiming hadn't come yet.

Until the last long rainbow flew into the Illusion Mirror of Transformation, the three mirrors buzzed at the same time, and all the big words appearing on them disappeared.

Entrance is closed.

"Is there something delayed?" Qian Jincai was confused, but he could not go to collect evidence. After all, before the treasure hunt was over, he and the fairy of Nanming You Shichan could not leave half a step away.

But he didn't have to worry about Mo Yiming escaping, because before he came, he sent people to guard various exits of Yangcheng.

At the same time, Qian Jincai's sleeves waved, three phantoms appeared in front of everyone, and each phantom corresponded to the illusion mirror. They could see the blurry mountains, but they could not see the real deity of these monks. What these monks presented to their sight at this moment were white spots of light.

In the past, monks in the realm of the God Transformation often had to search for treasures for several days due to struggles, and the shortest time was the Ninth Level of Gathering Qi.

Cultivators at the ninth level of gathering energy are far inferior to those in the realm of transformation of gods in terms of magic and cultivation. In the battle, they will soon win or lose.

But the realm of transformation of gods is different. The competition between their spiritual consciousness often lasts for several days.

The divine consciousness is another kind of cultivation power that a cultivator can reach the stage of transformation of the gods. The divine consciousness can detect things around him. As his cultivation level increases, his ability to detect becomes stronger and stronger.

Everything in the illusion mirror is isolated from the outside world. What appears in front of these monks is an endless mountain range. The mountains here look very real, with the peaks towering into the clouds, and you can even vaguely see some sunshine from the clouds.

It is shrouded in thick mist, which seems to be rich in spiritual energy, but it cannot feel any fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Sometimes there is a breeze blowing, the fragrance of flowers wafts by, and the cries of strange beasts. Everything seems to be the same as the outside world, but there is a kind of indescribable difference.

Mo Yiming stood in the mountains and patrolled. A huge twisted vortex seemed to devour everything here. In the rotation, there was a whistling sound.

This vortex is formed by mist. He came out from here before. He knew that if he jumped into this vortex at this moment, he would appear in Yangcheng when it appeared again. This means giving up this treasure hunt.

Long rainbows galloped past his head, bringing out howling sounds in the gallop, and even threats kept coming out.

"I advise you to retreat when you see this divine beast core, so as not to find it badly." I don't know who it was, but the speed of speed was faster as the voice echoed.

"I'm very angry, why don't we compete first?"

Not far behind this man, a middle-aged man's deep voice sounded, and he could not hear such big words from others in front of him. To him, it was a provocation.

"I was too lazy to compare with you before I found the core of the Divine Transformation Beast, and wasting my cultivation."

It is obvious that these monks had already entered the Illusion Mirror before. They knew that before they found the trace of the Divine Transformation Beast Core, they would not easily fight with the monks, otherwise if they overdraw their own cultivation power, they would inevitably suffer losses when they compete.

Mo Yiming was not busy flying. He knew that everything here was a phantom. He had followed certain rules before. He first remembered the terrain here. After stepping out, he turned into a rainbow and galloped forward. On this trip, he not only wanted to find traces of the beast core, but also kept the terrain here in mind. Try to find a certain rule from this terrain. So his speed was slow.

"At such a slow speed, I advise you to go out earlier."

It was precisely because of Mo Yiming's intentional slowdown that some monks passing by him couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Boy, I just stepped into the ninth level of gathering Qi. I advise you not to join in the fun."

At the same time, a monk walked side by side with Mo Yiming, and his words fell into Mo Yiming's ears with contempt.

This man was about forty, wearing a gray robe, holding a fencing sword, and looking arrogant.

"At your speed, even if you find the beast core, it will be futile. I advise you to leave earlier. If you really find it later, it will cause death."

Mo Yiming did not answer and continued to stare at the surrounding terrain.

Seeing that Mo Yiming did not answer, the monk sneered and said, "You are very stubborn, but you are still a little younger, don't show off. When you meet me for the beast core, you'd better hide away so as not to hurt you with my sword energy!"

After this man sarcastically, his speed suddenly accelerated, instantly widening the distance from Mo Yiming, and galloping further away.

At the same time, in Yangcheng, everyone was staring at the light spots in the illusion mirror. They knew that these light spots represented monks.

They looked expectant, not only who could find the treasure inside, but also who could take it out smoothly after finding the treasure. So even though they were not there, their inexplicable nervousness was no less than any monk in the illusion mirror!

"There are more than twice as many people participating in the treasure hunt this year than last year."

In front of the Unreal Mirror, an old man smiled and touched his white beard on his chin, and said to Qian Jincai on the side.

Since he can sit next to Qian Jincai, the identity of this old man must be quite impressive.

Qian Jincai nodded and said, "This also proves that the cultivation of Nanshan monks has improved, and Nanming is prosperous..."

The old man agreed with a smile and continued, "I don't know how many wise men Qianwai is going to recruit this year."

Qian Jincai said: "It depends on whether these monks are willing to do so. Last year, they recruited nearly a hundred. If they can recruit 100 this year, it would be considered satisfactory."

"Haha." The old man laughed and said, "With the strength of Qian Mansion, I'm afraid I can compete with Nan Ming."

Upon hearing this, Qian Jincai's expression still became solemn, and he said, "The elder of Nanming is really good at joking. Every time he recruits wise men, Nanming City comes first, and even some of the things that no one wants, they are taken in by the Qian Mansion. The Qian Mansion takes in beggars is just a crime."

The old man said, "Of course it doesn't count, but I still advise Mr. Qian to be more cautious when recruiting wise men, so as not to attract attention when the Qian Mansion becomes bigger and bigger."

Qian Jincai certainly knew what the words of the elder of the Nanming Dynasty meant. His expression changed slightly, and he smiled stalemate and said, "Thank you for the reminder of the elder."

Time passes minute by minute, and an hour passes in the blink of an eye. During this hour, there was no collision in the light spot in the phantom. This means that the monks inside have not yet begun to fight.

After all, some viewers couldn't help but whisper: "I remember the battle to seize treasures with the god-turning cultivation last year, but the battle was thrilling, and even the phantom was shocked. Finally, Tianlan won, and then was taken in by Nanming City."

"The transformation realm is also good. Although it is not as spectacular as the transformation god during battle, the strength of every person with transformation cultivation should not be underestimated."

"What's interesting is the realm of Qi Gathering. Among the monks who gathered Qi last year, two of them were Qi Gathering Cultivators, whose speed was higher than the other monks, and even comparable to the form-shape cultivators. Among the Qi Gathering Cultivators, speed is another way to win in addition to their own cultivation power. But I haven't seen these two people this year."

"I remember these two words, one is Ye Dao, the other is Beifeng Wu Zhongqiang... In the end, Wu Zhongqiang was still more skilled. I guess he didn't come to participate this year, so he must have entered the transformation."

"Yes, it's Wu Zhongqiang. Although he can't see their true deity clearly, the magic they issued during the battle can be clearly visible. I was very impressed by this person. At that time, the magic used by Wu Zhongqiang was called "The Heaven-Slaying Decision". This magic was extremely difficult to practice. At that time, he actually understood this magic to the third level!"

"The realm of the transformation of gods and the realm of form is actually just like that. What is interesting is the cultivators in the realm of gathering Qi, and often the cultivators in the realm of gathering Qi will bring unexpected surprises to people."

As these people were talking, they all looked smiling and subconsciously looked at the light spots in the illusion mirror of Qi gathering.

After looking at this, they first noticed the galloping light spots, and then followed these light spots, as if they were comparing them. Who was faster? After comparing this, they saw the extremely slow light spot. Although the distance was only a distance from the other light spots at this moment, they all knew clearly that it was already a hundred miles away in the illusory mirror.

"It's really a surprise!"

One of the audience suddenly laughed, with mockery. The audience around them resonated with them as if they were affected, and they all turned their attention to this extremely slow light spot and began to mock and talk.
Chapter completed!