The preliminaries for the Tianling Conference were held on the Fuxi Platform within the Zhou Dynasty.
As the preliminaries are getting closer and closer, those who were practicing in seclusion have also come out.
Nowadays, the entire continental dynasty seems to be extremely lively, with major power organizations interacting with each other, and the eight major races having relatively friendly exchanges.
at this time--
Shenye Sect, inside ‘Guanren Mountain’_
Yunzheng and others have also come out of the barrier. After this period of devil training, their strength has made a qualitative leap.
Mu Yin, in particular, broke through from the lowest level of cultivation in the beginning to a high level in the Holy Heavenly Dao Realm.
If Mu Yin were to fight a practitioner of the same level now, he would most likely win, after all, his ability to withstand beatings and physical strength have been greatly improved.
Yan Chen, on the other hand, is cultivating with Mu Yin. Zhongli Wuyuan, Yu Qiu, and Mo Jing are all at the mid-level of the Semi-Saint Realm now, while Nangong Qingqing is at the beginning of the Semi-Saint Realm.
Feng Xinglan's martial arts talent is extremely good, and he has already broken through to the high level of the semi-saint realm.
Yunzheng's cultivation level is also at the high level of the semi-saint realm.
Elder Liang was very shocked by the cultivation results of the eight of them!
Although he and the Qingfeng protector had helped them a lot during this period, they did not expect that their ability to comprehend was so strong.
The most important thing is that the eight of them never slacked off for a moment and worked together towards the goal.
Elder Liang's original thoughts have also changed a bit because of this. Perhaps, two or three of the eight of them will be able to ascend successfully.
Elder Liang looked at the eight of them and said with a smile: "Since the qualifiers are about to begin, you should take a rest for the next two days."
"Oh, okay..." When Mu Yin, a young man with a high ponytail, heard this, he collapsed to the ground without any image, and the bruises and swelling on his face had not faded.
Others were not much better.
Mo Jing's eyes were dark and blue, and he sighed with a somewhat sad look on his face: "I feel like I have swung the knife no less than 100,000 times in the past month. My hand is so sore now that I can't lift it for the time being."
Yu Qiu leaned on the bamboo house with his back, and he also looked tired.
"The cost of improving one's cultivation is too tragic." Mu Yin sighed.
Nangong Qingqing looked up at Yunzheng who was sitting on the bench, and saw that Yunzheng's hand holding the spirit fruit was trembling slightly, which was obviously a sequelae caused by the devil's training.
Seeing this, Nangong Qingqing also lowered her head and looked at her hands, only to see frost floating on the backs of her hands and palms.
At this time, Zhongli Wuyuan raised his hand and held her icy hand.
Nangong Qingqing was stunned, "It will freeze you."
As she said that, she pulled her hand back, but he held it tighter.
"Don't move." Zhong Li Wuyuan said in a slower tone, looked down at her and continued: "I'll warm you up so it won't be cold."
When Nangong Qingqing met his rippling, tender eyes, her heart beat unexpectedly, and her cheeks couldn't help but feel hot. When she felt the constant warmth from her hands, her eyelashes trembled slightly,
A soft 'hmm' sound was heard.
At this time, Elder Liang said: "Master, I have to go see the sect leader for something, so you should have a good rest."
Mo Jing stiffly raised his right hand and waved in the direction of Elder Liang, "Congratulations, Master. Have a safe journey!"
Elder Liang: "..."
"Master, we understand." Yunzheng and others also replied.
After Elder Liang left, the eight of them looked at each other.
After Yunzheng took the last bite of the spirit fruit, she said with a strong sense of exhaustion in her voice: "Everyone, let's go get some sleep. After the preliminaries are over, we will continue to practice for ten days and a half."
After all, there is still half a month left between the qualifiers and the start of the Tianling Conference.
"Okay." They all responded.
Yunzheng stood up, put the bench back into the storage space, and then focused on Mu Yin and Yan Chen. The two of them had the lowest cultivation levels.
She thought about it, and she had to help the two of them raise their cultivation level to the semi-saint realm before the Tianling Conference officially started.
With her thoughts at this point, she yawned sleepily.
Forget it, let's go take a nap first.
Yunzheng said hello to them, then went into her bamboo house, took off her shoes, went to bed, and fell asleep.
The other friends were exhausted physically and mentally after a long period of high-efficiency training, so they all went to sleep in the bamboo hut.
Just when Yunzheng was sleeping, Qingfeng in the dark received a message.
Qingfeng was shocked. It was a message from the Emperor. He input his spiritual power and listened to the content: "Qingfeng, how is the Emperor and Empress doing now?"
Qingfeng took out a small notebook, then opened the page, and began to praise the deeds his emperor and empress had experienced, "Emperor, everything is going well for the emperor and empress! What are the specific advantages, please ask your subordinates to tell you in detail: On such and such a day,
The Emperor and Empress..."
A quarter of an hour later.
Qingfeng paused and continued in a serious and respectful tone: "Emperor, there is something vicious about Amuta Kongye. He seems to want to kill the empress or control the empress. Emperor, please pay attention to this.
Man, it’s best to send Lei Ao to find out his true identity.”
After Qingfeng completed the transmission, he waited for a long time before receiving a reply from Lord Emperor:
"Well, you have to protect the safety of the empress. I can't appear for the time being, so don't tell the empress that I am coming."
…
Next day_
Yunzheng and her friends slept until the next night. Now their mental outlook has obviously recovered to 80% to 90%.
Elder Liang was busy with the qualifying competition, so he did not return to Guanren Mountain.
That night, they did not continue to practice, but gathered together to drink spiritual wine.
Yunzheng took out several jars of sealed spirit wine from the storage space, looked at them with a smile and said: "This spirit wine is refined from the fairy fruit planted by the master. You guys have a try."
Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows, "Then you must try it."
Feng Xinglan stared at the wine jar intently, nodded and said, "That makes sense."
Mu Yin's eyes lit up, "I want to drink two jars!"
Nangong Qingqing smiled and said: "Ayin, tomorrow is the qualifying match, so I can only have a quick drink."
Yan Chen laughed, "You can't get drunk."
At this time, Mo Jing lifted the wine jar and filled eight glasses of wine, then raised his hand and handed it to them one by one, until all eight people had wine glasses in their hands.
"Come, let's have a toast to our Fengyun team's first gathering at the Holy Ruins to drink spiritual wine!"
"Come on, come on!"
There is a light fruity aroma in the wine, which makes people intoxicated. Especially when it enters the throat, the spiciness and sweetness are intertwined, which makes people have a long aftertaste.
Mo Jing laughed, "The spiritual wine produced by Ayun is definitely the number one spiritual wine in my heart!"
Yu Qiu said jokingly: "Because it has the smell of wind and cloud in it."
Mu Yin smiled and said: "I can't imagine what it would be like if there was no Azheng in our Fengyun team?"
Yunzheng's delicate and bright little face had a hint of smile, she raised her eyebrows and said, "If it weren't for me, you seven would still be fine."
When the friends heard this, their eyes focused on her.
"If Team Fengyun is short of people, it won't be Fengyun."