A moment later, a response came from the distance. A blue smoke thunder, a green smoke thunder, and a black smoke thunder rose respectively. It seemed that they were not too far away from the location of the Zhengxuan Sect.
"One stick of incense at most, and they will come." Fan Yun said.
"I hope everything goes well on this trip, Senior Brother Fan. I don't know why, but I always have an uneasy feeling, as if something is going to happen." Li Chendong frowned.
Fan Yun's face changed slightly. The magical monks have extremely keen senses. Even a whim or a subtle reaction may indicate something, especially uneasiness. This is not a good sign.
"The only thing that's not good about taking disciples out is that you have to take care of them..." Fan Yun looked at the disciples and sighed slightly.
The two were silent for a moment.
"Haha, Fan Yun, Li Chendong, I guess you two are leading the Zhengxuan sect. We haven't seen you for a long time." Suddenly, a loud voice laughed from a distance.
A powerful man in his fifties and a beautiful middle-aged woman in her forties were walking quickly from a distance with dozens of disciples, wearing the clothes of the Zhengyi Sect.
Fan Yun and Li Chendong greeted each other with smiles, and both raised their hands and said, "Brother Zhan Li, Mrs. Sang, long time no see. How are you, the left head of your noble family?"
Zhan Li was the burly man with a loud voice and a very bold personality. He said with a smile: "Yes, Senior Brother Zuo is still the same. Let us say hello to your Zhengxuan Sect one by one."
Mrs. Nasang was a little reserved. She just nodded to Fan Yun and Li Chendong with a smile, said hello lightly and said nothing.
Li Chendong and Fan Yun also knew that Mrs. Sang had a quiet nature and did not like to talk too much, so they started chatting with Zhan Li. The disciples of the two sects followed the elders of their sects silently, looking at each other secretly from time to time.
A moment later, teams from Donghua Sect and Yunling Sect arrived almost at the same time. More than a hundred people gathered together, and the quiet forest suddenly became lively.
The supernatural monks led by the Donghua sect are also a man and a woman. The man's name is Sun Mingsheng. He is only in his thirties. His face is resolute and his eyes are sharp, like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath.
The goddess-tong monk is younger and quite beautiful. His name is Jiao Yunfei. He has a cheerful personality and talks and laughs with everyone.
Sun Mingsheng and Jiao Yunfei are also the youngest among the magical monks of the Donghua Sect. Obviously, the Donghua Sect let them come out with the intention of taking on the important role.
The other supernatural monks praised the two for being young and promising.
The magical monks of the Yun Ling Sect are also two old men. One old man is tall and tall, and he calls himself Xuan Lingzi. He looks calm and intimidating. The other old man is as skinny as a bamboo tree and his name is Jin Dazhao.
The eight supernatural monks got together, took out the map, and discussed the route and schedule.
The disciples of the four sects were divided into four distinct camps. They looked at each other. Although they were silent, their eyes were hot. It was the look of a genius meeting another genius.
All of them are disciples of the acquired sixth level or above, so they naturally have full personalities. Even if they don't say anything, they will still be competitive and eager to find disciples of the same level to compete with each other right away.
Of course, there are also many disciples who look intently and indifferently, as if no matter how the surroundings change, they cannot attract their attention.
"Look, that disciple is the acquired number one of the Donghua Sect, the acquired tenth level Sun Huahua. It is said that he is also the cousin of senior Sun Mingsheng. He is also an extremely talented person who will reach the realm of supernatural powers sooner or later."
"Yes, that is Xie Tianfeng of the Yun Ling Sect, and he is also at the tenth level of cultivation the day after tomorrow. Unfortunately, he is a bit old, he seems to be over forty, right?"
"What's so good about men? Yang Qianhui from the Zhengyi sect and Chen Qiushui from the Zhengxuan sect are both very attractive. They are both extremely beauties and have the tenth level of acquired talent. They are really enviable."
Everyone was whispering in low voices. Although they were all disciples of the acquired sixth level and above, there were still five acquired realms above the sixth level. The direction where everyone focused their attention was naturally on the disciples with the highest cultivation level of the four sects.
The male disciples all had a reluctance to admit defeat in their eyes, thinking about how to cultivate to the same height in the future, surpassing Sun Huahua and Xie Tianfeng, and achieve such a great success.
The female disciples looked at Chen Qiushui and Yang Qianhui with envy and jealousy, thinking that what's so great about them is that they just have beautiful faces. They automatically ignored the two women's cultivation.
Even Xia Chen was moved in his heart and looked towards the tenth level disciples of Houtian from the three sects.
Although the four sects are ranked in order, their strength is almost the same. The tenth level of disciples are very rare, and there is only one person from each sect.
Sun Hua of the Donghua Sect is a man of about thirty years old. He has a stern face and seems to be inhumane. He does have some resemblance to the supernatural monk Sun Mingsheng. So many people are looking at him, but Sun Hua
It is majestic and motionless.
A group of idiots who have never seen the world! Sun Hua sneered. With his sharp ears, he could naturally hear everyone's discussion clearly, and he felt very disdainful in his heart.
Suddenly, a scorching gaze shot at him. Although it was not as sharp as a thorn in the back, it still had an astonishing feeling.
"Oh? Which disciple of the tenth level of acquired cultivation is asking about me?" Sun Huahua was startled and turned around to look, but saw nothing. Xia Chen had already withdrawn his gaze and turned to Xie Tianfeng.
Xie Tianfeng was a man in his forties, with a dull face. He looked like an honest farmer, nothing out of the ordinary, but when Xia Chen glanced at him, he suddenly turned his head and grinned at Xia Chen.
His teeth are smooth and neat, as bright as new, which makes people feel good about him.
Xia Chen was slightly surprised. He couldn't tell that Xie Tianfeng's feelings were so sharp.
Immediately, Xia Chen looked at Yang Qianhui again. He had just heard everyone talking about Yang Qianhui's beauty, and she looked really good.
This eldest sister from the main sect is unparalleled in elegance. Although she is not as good as Chen Qiushui, she is still a first-class beauty. When she looks at her, she is filled with endless charm.
Moreover, Yang Qianhui has an excellent figure, with exquisite curves. A pair of slender and straight pink legs are looming under the black long dress. She is very attractive. When you hold her slender waist, the curve extends up to reveal her turbulent breasts, which makes your heart beat at the sight.
more than.
It's so big, it seems bigger than senior sister's... Xia Chen blinked.
Yang Qianhui seemed to have noticed his gaze. Her expression was indifferent, but she suddenly turned her head and smiled sweetly at Xia Chen. She was like a flower in full bloom, so charming that Xia Chen almost fell into a daze.
"Junior brother, what are you looking at?" Chen Qiushui's voice suddenly came from beside him.
Xia Chen woke up immediately, and then he remembered that he was sitting next to Chen Qiushui, staring at Yang Qianhui like this, almost making him laugh, but it was not good...
"Senior sister, let me look around." Xia Chen looked as if nothing had happened.
Yang Qianhui glanced at Chen Qiushui, and her smile became sweeter, but there was no smile in her eyes at all. When she turned her head, her expression returned to calmness.
"Really? Xia Chen, do you think it's senior sister who's more beautiful, or Yang Qianhui?" Chen Qiushui smiled slightly.
Ah, senior sister discovered it... Xia Chen's face turned red and said: "Of course senior sister is good-looking."
"Really?" Chen Qiushui said slowly, "Since I am the prettiest, why do you keep staring at her but not at Senior Sister?"
Xia Chen smiled apologetically and said, "Senior sister, when I look at her, I'm thinking of you."
"You brat, you're the only one who can say that." Chen Qiushui couldn't help but laugh out loud, but his heart felt warm and he felt very happy.
She added: "You brat, don't be fascinated by Yang Qianhui. If I'm right, this is the technique she practices. It has endless charm. All the people who are influenced by her have actually stepped into the image."
Don’t know it.”
"Ah!" Xia Chen was shocked, and then he woke up as if from a dream. No wonder, in my mind, even the senior sister was not so rude when I first saw her. Why did she look a little distracted when I looked at Yang Qianhui. I couldn't help but be a little wary of Yang Qianhui.
After a while, the four sects of magical monks completed their discussions and led their teams to set off collectively.
Hundreds of people traveled all day, and in the evening they came to a flat and open wasteland, ready to rest.
Disciples from each sect gathered pieces of wood and branches, burned a huge bonfire in the center, and then divided themselves into four directions: southeast, northwest, and sat on the ground, which looked quite neat.
After dinner, eight supernatural monks were chatting aside. The disciples of each sect looked at each other and began to become restless. They got up in groups and went to other sects for advice and discussion.
Of course, he said that he was asking for advice, but in fact he said it in a domineering and provocative way. The disciples were each more arrogant than the other, so naturally they would not refuse.
Immediately, dozens of disciples walked to the bonfire, preparing to compete. The sound of shouting and shouting could be heard for a while, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
Eight supernatural monks stood not far away, just watching quietly and not stopping them.
The experience in the zoo is not only fighting against underage monsters, but also a competition between the disciples and various sects. Now it will be beneficial for the disciples to experience it in advance. Anyway, they are watching from the side, and they can guarantee that nothing will happen.
Danger.
"Comrades, please stop for a moment. I have something to say!" Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.
Everyone was stunned when they saw a thin scholar-looking disciple from the Yun Ling Sect step out from the crowd and raise his hands to everyone: "I am Zhang Xianyang, an acquired eighth-level disciple of the Yun Ling Sect. I have the honor to meet all of you."
It turned out to be an acquired eighth-level disciple... Everyone looked at him, but no one said anything, quietly waiting for his next words.
Zhang Xianyang said: "I have no intention of overstepping my authority. I just feel that although it is good for our four factions to learn from each other, the situation is a bit confusing, so I have come up with a rule and asked all my colleagues to refer to it, so that we can see it more clearly."
Everyone nodded, thinking that Zhang Xianyang was right. It would be really confusing to compete at will, so why not set some rules?