The epileptic Taoist Feng Zilei rolled his eyes after hearing this. After a long while, he said: "Well, if the senior is not going, then the junior is going." After saying that, he followed everyone and flew towards the ruins.
The crowd above the ruins gradually dispersed. The experts from Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace flew eastward with some of the monks who came to the rescue. Some people left separately. Another hundred or so monks fell from the air to the ruins.
Here, prepare to explore and search for treasures.
Several monks Yuwen Zhouyuan flew over, and they were none other than Hua Qirong, Mu Huali and Jin Tailei.
"Master, you won't have to worry about my apprentice these days without you." Jin Tailei stepped forward and said as a courtesy.
"Yes, Senior Yuwen, Jin Tailei and we are all thinking about you. Later, we met the monks from Beiming Sanctuary and heard that they wanted to encircle and annihilate the ancestor of the Skeleton Demon Soul, so we followed. Because the cultivation level is too low, so
We can only watch from a distance and have not actually participated in the demon-slaying battle!" Mu Huali said.
"It's already happened here. The time for Tianzhu's martial arts debate is much closer. If you go to Tianzhu, you three will not be able to enter Tianzhu Peak. Besides, there are a lot of opportunities in this ruins. You three should explore it carefully.
Come down to the ruins and then go to Renxin Sect and wait for me." Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the three of them and said.
"This... well, this junior will definitely protect brother Jin Tailei, senior, please just rest assured!" Mu Huali thought for a moment and said.
"Okay! The three of you will advance and retreat together. These are some spiritual pills and spiritual stones that are given to you. They will be useful for your future practice!" After Yuwen Zhouyuan finished speaking, he took out several vials and threw them to the three of them respectively.
After the three people collected the jade bottle and thanked them profusely, they flew towards the ruins together.
Watching the three people leave, Yuwen Zhouyuan took out the jade slip of the map, checked the direction, and flew forward with a sway.
After this battle, Yuwen Zhouyuan has made new progress in both cultivation and magic. In order to better digest everything he has experienced recently, Yuwen Zhouyuan knows that the most urgent thing now is to find a quiet place and have a good time.
Retreat for a few days to sort things out.
Half a day after flying out, Yuwen Zhouyuan found a safe place, released the thick-earth sword, and soon opened a simple cave. After setting up a defensive formation, Yuwen Zhouyuan entered the cave and began to meditate.
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After meditating day and night, he completely healed the hidden injuries he suffered in the battle with the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor. He also carefully practiced the spells he had recently learned and the techniques obtained from the Illusion Sect. After ensuring that he was proficient, Yuwen
Zhou Yuan began to sort out the harvest obtained from the ruins.
"Brother, you have gained quite a lot from this ruins. With so many flying swords, magic weapons, and armors, you are really making a difference!" Haifeng's voice, which had been silent for more than a day, rang out again.
"Little guy, where have you been running around these days? Why haven't I seen you?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked.
"Brother, I'm sorry. I hid on Lightning's body and closed it for a while. Didn't you notice that my body became more solid?" Haifeng said.
Yuwen Zhouyuan sensed it and found that, as Haifeng said, his current strength had indeed improved a lot in the past few days!
"Okay, it seems that Haifeng works very hard and is not lazy at all. I believe Haifeng will reach the peak of a true master soon!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"That's necessary! Brother, I won't disturb you anymore. You can continue to pack your things." After Haifeng finished speaking, he hid on Lightning's body and began to meditate.
By the time Yuwen Zhouyuan sorted the treasures into categories according to their grades, three full days had passed!
Yuwen Zhouyuan calculated the time and found that the day for the Tianzhu martial arts competition was getting closer and closer. He said to himself: "Time is a bit tight. It seems that we have to hurry up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand to put away the storage bag and put it into his personal space. Then his body swayed and when he reappeared, he was already a hundred miles away.
After walking for another day and night, Yuwen Zhouyuan finally left the Tongtian Gobi and entered a plain.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan did not meet a master who participated in the Tianzhu Discussing Martial Arts, not even the monks observing the etiquette!
Glancing at the jade map slip in his hand, Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "After passing this plain, we will enter the mountainous area. There is a no-fly zone there. There is also a distance from the no-fly zone to Tianzhu Peak. It seems that the journey is really good.
Don’t be careless, otherwise you will be late very easily!”
Two days later, Yuwen Zhouyuan finally walked out of the plains and entered the mountains.
This mountainous area is indeed a no-fly zone. As soon as Yuwen Zhou Yuanfang entered, he was forced to fall to the ground by a strong pressure while he was in mid-air.
Of course, the moment Yuwen Zhouyuan's feet touched the ground, the strong pressure disappeared in an instant!
"What a powerful restriction. The senior who set up the restriction is really powerful!" Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself as he looked at the surrounding situation.
Not only is flying prohibited in the entire mountainous area, but the spiritual consciousness is also greatly suppressed. Based on the initial spiritual consciousness of Yuwen Zhouyuan Zhenhuang, it should normally be able to reach 20,000 miles, but it can only reach 20 miles here!
Yuwen Zhouyuan carefully looked at the surrounding environment and found that Tianzhu Peak could already be seen, so he stepped forward...
As Yuwen Zhouyuan walked along, he met the first person to participate in the Tianzhu martial arts debate, then the second, and the third...
Half a day later, Yuwen Zhouyuan met seven or eight people. As more and more people were met, everyone headed towards Tianzhu Peak together while secretly comparing their climbing speeds...
This is a basin of ice and snow, surrounded by icebergs. There are dense ice caves on the icebergs. It is probably the resting place of Tianzhu Lunwu this time. On the basin of ice and snow, clusters of figures gathered together, talking to each other.
, all getting to know each other.
Suddenly the whole scene became quiet, and they all looked in the direction of Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others.
They sensed a strong aura from Yuwen Zhouyuan's group, otherwise they wouldn't pay attention.
Seeing the dense crowds of people in the basin, Yuwen Zhouyuan was surprised. He did not expect that there would be so many people. There were hundreds of people in this ice and snow basin. These were all the Central Sanctuary and the Seven Sacred Realms.
The elites of the younger generation, the hope for the future.
The ones with the lowest cultivation among these people were all at the half-step True Self stage. In order to keep a low profile, when Yuwen Zhouyuan met the first person to participate in the Tianzhu martial arts debate, he used the telekinesis invisibility technique to compress his cultivation into the True Lord.
Peak cultivation level, it can be said that Yuwen Zhouyuan's current external cultivation level is the last among these people.
Yuwen Zhouyuan felt it carefully. Among the hundreds of young people, the cultivation level has reached the early stage of the true self without tribulation (the true self stage without tribulation means that although they have advanced to the true self stage, they have postponed the catastrophe with magic power and magic weapons.
There were more than twenty monks who showed up. It was terrifying! It was truly the coming of a great age.
Looking at so many masters, Central Sanctuary Yuanhe Zong Fan Dechang, Central Sanctuary Wuyue Zong Sun Tianguang and others with slightly lower cultivation levels were under great pressure. They secretly swore in their hearts that they must work hard to cultivate. Even Fan Dechang, who had always been carefree, was under great pressure at this moment.
He no longer had the carefree image of the past, and there was a trace of bitterness and a trace of determination in his eyes.
Originally, Fan Dechang thought that his cultivation was adequate before he came to Tianzhu Peak. However, after seeing so many masters, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart. That monk was willing to be a low-level figure.
No one wants it.
This time after returning to Tianzhu Lunwu, he must practice well, Fan Dechang thought secretly in his heart, and now he realized that his master looked at him with a look of helplessness.
At this time, on an iceberg, more than a dozen old men and two extremely beautiful women were standing on it. Judging from their breath, they were undoubtedly the powerful True Emperor. They looked at the younger generation in the ice and snow basin, their eyes
Full of joy.
"All the younger masters from the eight human realms have arrived!" said an old man.
"It seems that they have all arrived. I didn't expect that there would be so many masters of this generation. When we were young and participated, we didn't have such advanced cultivation." An old man sighed.
"The geniuses are emerging one after another. This heralds the coming of troubled times. I'm afraid it will be another era of demons and ghosts. I don't know who among this generation can reach the peak of the true saint and break the million-year ban.
Mantra, reopen the path to ascend to the immortal world!" said an old man with a white beard.
"We are already old, let's take it slow! When troubled times come, there will always be someone who will reach that level of strength and break the seal." said the old man who spoke first.
"Haha... You old ghost is very open-minded." The white-bearded old man said.
"Wherever, I also want to see the disciples and grandsons of my sect reach that state." Another old man said.
"They have all arrived, why don't we tell them the rules of Tianzhu martial arts first?" said an old man.
"Don't worry, there are still two days before the Tianzhu martial arts debate. Let them get to know each other first. They are all the leaders of the younger generation in the eight domains of our human race. No one is convinced by each other.
Let them play by themselves first." An old man said with a smile in his eyes.
"That's good, let's take the opportunity to observe them carefully." Another old man said.
"Eh? Why is there a little kid who has become a ghost cultivator? The person who brought him here has too average cultivation. He only has the peak cultivation of Zhenjun. Hey, Chu Yunfei, that's not from your Yuanhe Sect.
Are they people? They came with you Yuanhe Sect disciples, and they seem to be very close!" an old man asked in surprise.
"Chu Yunfei, when did you Yuanhe Sect people become so generous?" Another monk with triangular eyes asked.
"Hmph, our Yuanhe Sect's affairs will be handled by ourselves, and you won't have to worry about it." An old man snorted coldly without saying anything.
"First of all, let me state that even if it is your Yuan He Zong's matter, you old ghost are not allowed to take action. Let them solve the matter of the younger generation!" The old man who spoke has a high prestige among this group of people.
"Hmph! Our Yuanhe Sect is not at the point where I would take action." Chu Yunfei snorted coldly.
"That's not necessarily true. It feels to me that this kid is hiding deeper than anyone else. Even though he is only at the peak of the True Lord, no one knows how terrifying his real strength is." One of the white-bearded old men glanced at Yuwen.
Zhou Yuanhou said to everyone.
"It looks like there's going to be a good show, hahaha..." an old man next to him laughed.