Longshou Mountain, located on the southwest border, half of which belongs to the southern country, generally belongs to China.

In Longshou Mountain, there was originally a martial arts sect, but with the progress of the times, this martial arts sect has collapsed. It's just that this martial arts sect, leaving a sect like a palace group is still there, and it is already a little deserted.

In the early morning of this day, Longshou Mountain was lively, and streamers flashed from afar.

This is a group of cultivators, who came as a team.

Some ordinary monks come by car, they come early, and they wait here. Longhu Laoshan Mountain, Songshan Kunlun, and the people of the three mountains and five mountains are all here.

It's just that these sects, sects, and sects are still divided into two factions, separated from the north and south, and do not interfere with each other in a square.

With the arrival of these streamers, the originally quiet square slowly became lively. These cultivators looked down on the native sects of the earth in their bones, and they talked to each other, ignoring the native sects of the earth at all.

"How can it be!"

Some people in the Songshan faction are angry, they have shaved three thousand troubles, they are still not saints, and joys, sorrows, and sorrows still exist. Especially in this day and age, there are no pure Buddhist practices, and they don't have too strict precepts.

"It's too contemptuous of people!"

The disciples of some sects seemed to be fed up with the strength and contempt of these cultivators, and they felt unhappy in their hearts. However, the elders of the sect and sect sat peacefully one by one, and they also dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

"Haha...... Immortal Miao Sect Fang Daoyou, I really haven't seen you for a long time......"

There are more and more cultivators in the square, and some of the heads of the cultivator sect have greeted the people they are familiar with to reminisce about the past: "This time, because of the birth of the treasure, we have fallen to the ground, but I haven't seen it for a long time." The earth is not big, less than one ten-thousandth of the blue star, but it feels bigger than the blue star......"

"Alas... The earth's spiritual energy is lacking, and if you cultivate here, you don't know what year and month you will be able to cultivate. If you want to look forward to the Immortal Dao, you can only turn back to the Azure Star, where is the Holy Land of Cultivation......" Fang Zhangmen sighed, and the landlord was very dissatisfied with the life on the earth: "I heard that Master Yue occupies Mount Tai, which was originally a holy land of cultivation, and the aura is quite passable, no wonder I haven't seen it for a long time, and the cultivation realm is faintly similar to the poor Dao." ”

Master Yue raised his eyebrows: "It's just lucky...... Tarzan is just a group of ordinary cultivators, if Tarzan has the strength of the island in the middle of the lake, we don't dare to approach it at all......"

"Island in the middle of the lake?"

Sect Master Fang's expression was grim: "That is really a rather terrifying existence, one person is enough to suppress the eons of eternity, and it can deter the entire cultivation world." I heard that the island in the middle of the lake wants to be a law enforcer in the cultivation world, and when the time comes, I am afraid that we will all lose our freedom, like prisoners, we can only shrink to the ground, concentrate on cultivation, and we will not be able to wander away from the red dust. We cultivators also need to be born in order to be able to comprehend the red dust and cultivate further. The island in the middle of the lake has become a law enforcement hall, and we will not have this opportunity in the future. ”

"What does Master Fang mean, I don't want to see the island in the middle of the lake become a law enforcement hall?"

Master Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't see the change in mood.

"It's not that I, the Immortal Miao Sect, are not happy, if Master Yue is willing, he will not come here. This time, Lingxuzi Daoist gathered the world to cultivate the truth, and the original intention was probably not to discuss countermeasures, but to see the attitude of the world to cultivate the truth. This sect wants to come, and the sect that agreed to become a law enforcement hall on Huxin Island did not appear......" Fang Zhangmen smiled slightly: "Since you are here, what is still pretending to be pure, what is thinking in Yue's heart, this sect is still very clear." After all, Mount Tai is a rare holy land for cultivating truth, and for your Immortal Spirit Sect, you should be satisfied to be able to occupy Mount Tai on the earth. ”

"If Zhang Daoran formulates our extraterritorial cultivation at that time and can't occupy the earth's native sects, there will be no place for us. Fang Zhangmen frowned: "Although Kunlun is remote, it is also a good holy place for cultivating the truth, and this sect is reluctant to ......leave."

"Master Fang is reluctant to leave, I am empty Mingzong, and I am even more reluctant to leave Longhu Mountain......"

A handsome young man who looked no more than twenty years old walked over.

"You old immortal, and you dress yourself up as a young man. Or you Kongming Sect has the skill to stay in the face, you really envy others......" The head of Yue saw the visitor, and his eyes lit up: "You old guy, it's better to practice the double holiday......"

As soon as Master Yue spoke, this sect had the urge to beat people. This sect doesn't have any double cultivation exercises, this is completely the perfection of the ancestor's inheritance, and this sect can have this kind of opportunity to stay in the face. In fact, this sect is also very distressed, and it is possible to stay in the twenties, and when it comes out of the mountain gate, many Taoist friends are contemptuous because the appearance of this sect is too young......"

There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm.

Compared with an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life, what is the matter, the average person chooses to be willing to consult with the elderly, and the young person is unwilling to consult with such a person because he has too little knowledge, too little experience, and insufficient experience.

"This time, according to the knowledge of this sect, the loose cultivator of Lingxuzi was able to summon the world to cultivate the truth, which was to capture the psychology of our people. Fang Zhangmen has always had a kind of worry in his eyes: "This sect has been thinking, Lingxuzi Daoist, will he want to be like Zhang Daoran, set up rules to compete with Zhang Daoran? Zhang Daoran has vast magical powers, Taoist methods, and magical skills, and Lingxuzi is probably not Zhang Daoran's opponent." ”

"The kind of strong man of the Demon Sect, with just one blow, Zhang Daoran did not show up, and destroyed the clone of the Demon Sect. Immediately afterwards, the Demon Sect itself was also killed by Zhang Daoran's friendship. We have no other way but unity, Zhang Daoran is too strong. ”

The Demon Sect was too powerful, and that young man instinctively didn't want to get involved in it. It's just that he himself is an extraterritorial cultivator, and he has the same position, that is, he wants resources, he wants territory, and he wants to survive here.

Zhang Daoran is powerful, and everyone knows it. No one knows how powerful Zhang Daoran is. The only thing that is clear is that Zhang Daoran's killing of the Demon Sect is like killing a chicken and a dog, it is easy......

Zhang Daoran seems to have no limit, and whatever kind of cultivator he encounters, he can kill it in seconds without much effort.

"Give up prejudices and unite as one, no matter how powerful Zhang Daoran's skills are, he will not dare to be an enemy of the entire cultivation world......" Master Yue smiled with a smile on his face: "The law does not blame the public, besides, there are Lingxuzi and others in front of me, so we don't have to show up." ”

"Everyone has arrived, but Lingxuzi has not yet arrived?"

The wait was long, more than an hour, and today's protagonist still hadn't arrived, and everyone couldn't help but start complaining: "Summoning the world to cultivate the truth, but I was late, this Lingxuzi is really cunning." ”

Suddenly, the coercion in the air was all over the place, although it was very faint, it seemed to be emanating unconsciously, which still made the cultivators in the entire square tremble: "Lingxuzi has this kind of confidence, and he must be very confident in his own strength......

I saw a person in the air, and under the sun, the clothes on his body were also very strange, exuding psychedelic colors.

The man who came looked to be no more than forty or fifty years old, wearing a Taoist robe, with long hair tied into a bun and a wooden hairpin. Five strands of beard, showing the fairy wind bones. Slowly landing in the middle of the crowd, Lingxuzi's face became solemn: "It's good to come, let's start now......"