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Chapter 1125: Six Sons

It's just that Qingyang is a little puzzled. How could such a big figure like the Wuliang Saint Lord appear in such a small place? He couldn't live in the main hall of Wuliang Mountain, but he went to live in that remote place with a low-level female foundation-building cultivator.

The thatched house looks a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

But think about it again, there are many strange people who are cultivating immortals, and it is not uncommon to see those with weird tempers. The entire Wuliang Mountain belongs to Wuliang Shengzun. It seems not unusual for him to find a place to hide and be quiet at will. Compared with this cold hall

In comparison, the small thatched hut was more comfortable.

Seeing that Qingyang noticed him, Wuliang Shengzun nodded towards Qingyang. The other party obviously recognized Qingyang and had known that he would appear here. Come to think of it, Wuliang Shengzun is the master of Wuliang Mountain. Why?

Maybe we can’t find out the details of an outsider in Qingyang?

Qingyang knew that his identity could no longer be concealed. The Infinite Saint was not stupid. How could a person who could refine golden elixir-level elixirs without relying on spiritual thoughts be a Qi-refining monk? Qingyang did not expect that he would be exposed.

What is his is not his gradually recovering strength, but his own alchemy.

However, judging from the appearance of the Infinite Saint, it seems that he has no intention of causing trouble for him, and through the contact in the past few days, Qingyang can also feel that the Infinite Saint is not the kind of person who is difficult to get along with, not to mention that there is still a relationship between the two.

With the alchemy as a link, there shouldn't be too much trouble. Thinking of this, Qingyang calmed down a little and continued to stand in the team and play tricks.

There were business matters to be done. After Nodding in greeting to Qingyang, Wuliang Shengzun quickly returned to his previous appearance. As other Jindan monks came to the group of prospective saints, he first scanned them with his spiritual thoughts.

Then he said: "You are all young talents from various fairy cities, and you have gone through many selections to get here. However, you don't need too many saints from Wuliang Mountain. Five or six are enough, so you people still need to be eliminated.

80% off. Don’t worry, I don’t judge people by their appearance. Whether you can eventually become a Holy Son or not depends on your strength. The method is very simple. Then I will release the pressure of the Golden Core Monk in front of you, and I will choose among them.

The six people who have persisted longest under my pressure are the holy sons of Wuliang Mountain."

The Infinite Saint was straightforward and explained the rules clearly in just a few sentences. Without wasting any time, he waved his hand to tell the other monks to step back, and then released his pressure.

To release pressure on a group of people by one person requires a lot of strength. Fortunately, these quasi-sages are only at the Qi refining stage, and the Infinite Saint is not only a golden elixir monk, but also has a golden elixir that is close to that of a Nascent Soul monk.

The huge difference in strength between the ninth-level monks is enough to cope with this situation.

Before everyone could react, an invisible coercion enveloped everyone. Unexpectedly, three quasi-saints squatted on the ground as soon as their legs went weak. The faces of these three people suddenly turned ashen, but in the world

There was no one selling regret medicine, so who told them not to make preparations in advance? Soon the golden elixir monks took action and dragged them out of the range of the Immeasurable Saint's pressure, and they were eliminated.

Although these three people were not careful enough, it also had something to do with their lack of strength. When they broke into Lianxin Alley before, they all rushed out at the last moment. They could barely pass the previous level. The influence of Lianxin Alley

It has not completely disappeared, and now it is suddenly put under the pressure of the Golden Core cultivator. It will definitely be unable to cope with it, and it is normal for it to be eliminated.

In fact, the situation of the remaining people is not much better. After all, they are just a group of Qi Refining monks, let alone the Golden Core monks. Even if they are under the pressure of the Foundation Establishment monks, it is difficult for them to cope with it, let alone the ninth level of the Golden Core.

The reason why others were not overwhelmed immediately by the pressure of the monks was that the Infinite Saint Lord retained his strength, and the other reason was that they rested longer.

Of course, the test of the Infinite Holy Lord will not be that simple. After only ten breaths, the intensity of the pressure has increased by another 20 to 30%. This time everyone has a certain degree of psychological preparation, but no one is overwhelmed, but look at it

The situation of several people seems to have reached its limit.

The Infinite Holy Lord did not stop. After another ten breaths, the pressure he released increased by 30% again. Those people who had reached the limit could no longer hold on, and their legs went limp and collapsed on the ground.

They were immediately dragged out by other Jindan cultivators. After two consecutive eliminations, only eighteen of the twenty-seven people who had followed Master Si Tian were left.

The gap in strength among these monks is actually not big. Most of them are seventh-level Qi Refining monks, with only a small number of eighth-level Qi Refining monks and ninth-level Qi Refining monks. By this time, many of them have reached their limit, but people follow

People have different abilities, and their ability to bear is different.

At this time, the Infinite Saint also became cautious, worried that applying too much pressure at once would hurt these elites, so after ten breaths this time, his pressure only increased by 10%.

Despite this, some people still couldn't bear it, and six more people were eliminated in the blink of an eye. Now, including Qingyang, there are only twelve quasi-holy sons left on the field, and the Infinite Saint Lord had said before that only one could choose

The six that persisted the longest, that is to say, half of them will be eliminated.

These people have gone through many tests to get to this point. Seeing that they are only one step away from becoming the Holy Son of Wuliang Mountain, no one wants to be eliminated at the last moment. Except for Qingyang, all the remaining eleven people

Grit your teeth and persevere for the sake of your own future.

The game is still going on. After ten breaths, the pressure of the Infinite Saint has increased by 10% again. Fortunately, this time, only five people have been eliminated, and there are still seven people left on the field. Among these seven people, Qingyang is also included.

Including Jiao Chenfeng of Dry Tomb City, only seven people were selected from the ten fairy cities, and Dry Tomb City was able to occupy two of them, which is considered to be the best among all the fairy cities.

At this time, the Infinite Holy Lord became more cautious. He did not dare to increase the pressure at once, but slowly increased it. He could not even reach half of it in ten breaths. In this case, the Quasi-Saint Son

Their endurance seemed to have increased, and it was not until more than ten breaths later that one person fell to the ground, with a gray face, and was dragged out of the range of the coercion by the Golden Core monk.

If he is really weak, then that's it. This person's strength is not much different from the other six. He was eliminated just because of a small oversight and became the last one among all the quasi-holy sons to be eliminated, let alone him.

He and even the onlookers around him felt sorry for him.

Previously, Wuliang Shengzun said that he would choose six people, and now there are exactly six on the field, which means that the remaining six people will become the quasi-holy sons of Wuliang Mountain. The final selection of the holy sons is officially over, and the competition between them

It was over for now, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.


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