The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference can be said to be a grand event in the cultivation world, but except for Shushan, there are only a few participating sects. Not all sects can participate in such a high-level conference.
Early the next morning, Qin Shaojie and Ling Fang were taken outside the venue by Shushan disciples.
"Master Qin, this is the secret realm of Shushan. Disciples cannot enter. Please go in alone, Master Qin and Fairy Ling." After saying this, the little Taoist priest bowed slightly and left.
"Grandma, how do you get in here?" Looking at the semicircular arch in front of me, it seems to be no different from an ordinary door, but if you just walk in directly, you will never enter the secret realm.
Looking at the arch, Qin Shaojie wondered if he should recite some kind of incantation like Open Sesame.
"Master Qin, why don't you go in yet?" While Qin Shaojie was still wondering whether he should shout "Sesame" to open the door, he heard Shen Yuanfang's voice coming from behind him.
"Damn it, Master Shen, you Shushan disciples brought me here and didn't tell me how to get in. You know, this is my first time here," Qin Shaojie said.
"Oh? What's going on? Other sects are guided by my Shushan disciples. Before entering the secret realm, they will issue a pass rune to the leader and disciples of each sect." Shen Yuanfang asked doubtfully.
Hearing what Shen Yuanfang said, Qin Shaojie guessed what was going on. He was not stupid. On the Shu Mountain, the only people who had friction with him were the Wudang leader Xing Hai and the old man Shen Yuanfang's great disciple Yu Shibo. Yes. I guess that little Taoist priest just now was arranged by Yu Shibo to deliberately make me look embarrassed.
"Oh, he must have forgotten it. Master Shen, can you please take us in?" Qin Shaojie said incomprehensively. But he secretly thought: Huh, don't let me meet you in the competition, otherwise , just prepare to wash your butt and get kicked.
"It's easy to talk, let's go in. The other sects have already arrived." Shen Yuanfang said, then stretched out his right hand and drew a picture in the sky. When Qin Shaojie walked over again, the scene in front of him changed.
I saw in front of me a martial arts field as big as a football field. Shushan, Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Qingcheng, the five major sects were all sitting in their own positions.
"Master Qin, the location of your Tianmen is over there." Shen Yuanfang pointed to a location near Shaolin and said.
"Okay, thank you, Master Shen." Qin Shaojie thanked him, then walked over with Ling Fang and sat down.
After seeing the dozens of disciples standing behind the heads of each sect, Qin Shaojie suddenly felt like he wanted to die.
Look at others, there are so many disciples behind them, and then look at me, damn, there is no one else but senior sister.
Ling Fang seemed to see that Qin Shaojie was a little disappointed, so she pulled Qin Shaojie to comfort her and said, "Shaojie, if you want to start a sect, then after the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is over, we can recruit more disciples."
Just after she finished speaking, she saw that Qin Shaojie didn't react. Following Qin Shaojie's eyes and forgetting about it, Ling Fang suddenly had the idea of strangling Qin Shaojie to death. She saw Qin Shaojie staring straight at a group of beauties over there in Emei. Look at it fiercely. No matter how good-natured Ling Fang is, she still feels a little embarrassed. She secretly reached out her hand under the table, pinched Qin Shaojie's thigh, and then spun it 180 degrees.
"Ah, senior sister, what are you doing?" Qin Shaojie suddenly shouted and turned his head to look at Ling Fang in confusion.
Seeing that many disciples from the sect turned their attention away from Qin Shaojie's voice, Ling Fang's pretty face turned red and she whispered, "Don't look around."
Looking around? What am I looking at? I have a puzzled look on my face. Suddenly I looked up at Emei and understood immediately.
Hey, senior sister, are you jealous?
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"Masters, this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is no different from the past. Likewise, we still invite the leaders of each faction to come over and draw lots." Shen Yuanfang stood in the middle of the martial arts arena and said loudly.
Qin Shaojie stood up and walked over. Not long after, he came back with a note in his hand.
"Grandma, the first game is with Wudang." Qin Shaojie said depressedly as he handed the note in his hand to Ling Fang. He didn't know whether the old man Shen Yuanfang did it on purpose. He knew that Xing Hai had a grudge against him, but he still
Just put him together with Wudang in the first scene.
"Shaojie, there are only two of us, how should we deal with this?" Ling Fang asked with some worry. Her own cultivation level is the eighth level of the golden body. The disciples of other sects also have the cultivation level of the golden body level, but there are also some
One or two are at the early stage of Nascent Soul. Even if I and Qin Shaojie can fight, they can't stand the rule of best-of-five games.
For their Tianmen, this is tantamount to a wheel battle.
"What are you afraid of? Huh, you want to bully us because we are so small? There is no way." Qin Shaojie said with a cold snort. "Anyway, we are not going to compete for the rankings. We can rest when we are tired."
"Next, please invite Wudang and Tianmen disciples to come on stage." Shen Yuanfang said loudly.
"Sister, you sit down, I'll go up." Before Ling Fang could say anything, Qin Shaojie jumped up and stood in the middle of the field. A disciple from Wudang also came out and stood opposite Qin Shaojie.
"I won't go into details about the rules. Those who are knocked down or qualify will be counted as losers. Of course, those who voluntarily admit defeat will also be counted as losers. Let's get started." Shen Yuanfang said and sat back in his seat.
"Master Qin, Shen Fei is so polite." The disciple who came up from Wudang looked like he was in his thirties. He was tall and thin. He seemed to be unstoppable, but he also had the cultivation level of the seventh level of the golden body.
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"Uncle, stop talking nonsense and do it." Qin Shaojie said calmly.
What? Uncle? Shen Fei's eyes twitched.
This boy, no wonder the master asked me to take care of him. It seems that it was his bad mouth that offended the master. As he said that, Shen Fei made a starting move. It is the official Wudang secret skill, Tai Chi.
"Master Qin, today I want you to experience the power of Tai Chi." As he spoke, Shen Fei stood up and slapped Qin Shaojie with a seemingly weak palm.
Before he even arrived, Qin Shaojie could already feel the real energy fluctuations emanating from Shen Fei's body. Good guy, you are trying to kill me.
For a moment, Qin Shaojie stepped out to the right, took advantage of Shen Fei's momentum, and made a gesture, then slapped Shen Fei on the shoulder with a light palm. Then, an incredible scene happened.
I saw Qin Shaojie coming behind Shen Fei. Shen Fei, however, stood there blankly in the same posture as before. But Qin Shaojie walked up directly, picked up Shen Fei from behind, and put Shen Fei outside the line.
At this moment, the leaders of each faction were stunned. What is this kid doing?
"Qin, what are you doing?" Xing Hai stood up and shouted angrily at Qin Shaojie.
"It's so noisy." Qin Shaojie said while picking his ears.
"Didn't you say that if you qualify, you will lose? Isn't he qualified now?" He said, pointing to Shen Fei, who was still standing there.
"you……"
"Headmaster Xing, please send a second disciple to the stage. Your disciple has received Tianmen's Xuantian talisman. This should be a body-fixing talisman." Before Xing Hai could say anything else, Shen Yuanfang stood up first. said.
"Huh." Xing Hai said with a cold snort.
"Go and get a few people to carry him back. Cheng Fangyu, you come for the next game."