After nearly a month, Nie Yuntian returned to the room of the inn again, he was still alone, and now there were only less than ten days before the Immortal Ascension Conference, which was the peak period for many bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods to gather, and it was not yet the right time for Mingyuexia to appear. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking at the room that remained as it was, Nie Yuntian nodded, the owner of this inn was not bad, and he didn't rent out the room again after he didn't show up in the room for a long time.

Nie Yuntian chose the room in a corner on the second floor, which was not very conspicuous, and he chose it because of its quietness.

But before he could get out of the room, he heard a continuous noise coming from all around the room, if he hadn't lived in a small world before, with this decibel intensity, no matter how good his endurance was, he wouldn't be able to withstand such a wild bombardment, let alone meditate and cultivate.

Nie Yuntian tried to walk in the room cautiously, he was afraid that he would accidentally step through the floor slab, so he decided to try the slab first, but he soon found that the slab was very strong and could fully bear its weight, so he walked out with confidence.

When he came outside, he found that it was time for lunch, and the corridor where there were few people was now full of people, most of them were young people, and only a few middle-aged and elderly people.

Every table in the lobby on the first floor was full of people, mainly young people, all dressed gorgeously, carrying all kinds of weapons, mostly swords, eating or talking with the people next to them in a graceful manner.

But more of them sat on the floor, and they didn't have that demeanor, drinking wine and eating meat in large bowls, while discussing something.

Nie Yuntian didn't have to think about it to know that most of the discussions were about the Immortal Ascension Conference, and he didn't listen to it anymore after listening to it for a while, and shook his head speechlessly. Those martial artists are not very capable, but they are blowing all over the sky, saying that they will definitely be valued by the immortal master, and they will be accepted as apprentices, and the future will be bright, and then something or something.

Apprentices: Without spiritual veins, everything is a floating cloud. He ignored them and went straight to the counter to order twenty meals, told them to have them delivered to his room, and after paying the money he went back to his room.

When the shopkeeper at the counter heard this, he arranged for a man to inform the back kitchen, and at first they were also frightened by the large amount of food, but then every day after that, and then they were not surprised.

The efficiency of the inn was quite fast, and after a while, the meals he needed were served, all in lunch boxes.

Close the doors and windows, and return to the small world with the food. Ming Yuexia and Xiaoyue have been eating dry food for almost a month, and they are tired of eating it for a long time, and now they immediately eat it when they see the hot meal.

Ming Yuexia also wanted to try cooking, but she couldn't even eat the food she cooked, and Xiaoyue was also very disgusted after asking, which made her suddenly lose her ideal of cooking, thinking that there was still a chef like Nie Yuntian anyway?

Twenty meals were quickly wiped out, and after eating and sending the dishes out, Nie Yuntian decided to sleep for two days first, he hadn't had a good rest for more than a month, and now he just had time. He also had to adjust to his skyrocketing weight, although he didn't feel any discomfort himself, but what he was worried about was being seen by others, and he Nie Yuntian didn't want others to see him as an outlier.

After sleeping for two days, Nie Yuntian regained his vitality, trying his best to adapt to his weight and control his strength during the day. At night, I went to the dream realm to train, and the enemies in the dream realm were reduced by a part, but the strength was also enhanced, all of them were martial artists above the middle stage of body refining, and there were more than 20 masters at the peak of body refining.

In order to test his physical strength more accurately, Nie Yuntian did not resist after entering the dream realm for the first time and let them chop. However, except for some weak parts such as his eyes, the sword slashed and made a loud noise, but it only left some deep or shallow marks, and his whole body seemed to be cast from dark iron, invulnerable.

After the test, Nie Yuntian began to fight back, this time he deliberately did not use weapons, and only used a pair of iron fists to eliminate them all. Nie Yuntian was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, wantonly crisscrossing the enemy, punching out a sonic boom, anyone or anything that blocked him was blown up by him with one punch, and the swords, guns, swords and halberds were also pinched and rounded in his hands, which was called a fierce one.

This training lasted until the night before the Immortal Ascension Conference, and the result of this high-intensity training was that the amount of food increased greatly, and the meals ordered by Nie Yuntian had increased to thirty, which was still three meals a day. This made the shopkeeper of the inn unanimously wonder if there was a group of people hidden in Nie Yuntian's room, but even if he did, it was his business, he wished he had a few more copies, and he settled in cash every time, and did not eat the overlord meal, so he could rest assured that he would prepare enough meals for him every time, which was a good opportunity to make money.

That night, Nie Yuntian slept well again, recuperated his spirits, and prepared for tomorrow's Immortal Ascension Conference.

Early the next morning, he left the inn early, and by the way, he informed the shopkeeper and thanked him for his reception.

Even if it was very early, there were many martial artists walking through the streets, and there were many masters in the late stage of body refining, and there were also some masters at the peak of body refining. A small number of people are those who participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference, and most of them still go to see the excitement, or are relatives and guards who escort their "geniuses" to the conference.

Nie Yuntian went to find a corner where no one was there and released Ming Yuexia, and he decided to let her participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference. There must be a link to test the spiritual vein at the conference, let Ming Yuexia test it again, maybe it was a mistake last time.

Holding her hand and walking to the street, it immediately attracted a lot of attention, but they didn't do anything, just looked at her twice and reluctantly left, if it wasn't for the fact that it was now the Immortal Ascension Conference, there would definitely be some other actions.

With her, I finally squeezed to the edge of the square outside the inner city, and saw that it was even more crowded, with three layers inside and three layers outside the stone platform in the middle of the square, but they didn't make any loud noise, just a quiet discussion.

It was all because the current lord of the Apocalypse Dynasty, the Venerable Master of the Apocalypse, was sitting upright on the main seat of the stone platform, it was a sturdy middle-aged man, he was sitting there quietly, but there was an invisible momentum emanating out, suppressing the warriors present, making them dare not stretch out a trace of disobedience. Behind him stood some of the civil and military ministers of the Apocalypse Dynasty, who also exuded an aura of nothingness.

The Venerable Master of the Apocalypse is also a powerful cultivator, and only a powerful cultivator can secure the position of the lord of the country, otherwise he will not be able to suppress his soldiers at all.

Nie Yuntian also stood in the crowd and waited quietly for the start of the conference, now was not the time to be in a hurry, and Ming Yuexia was also standing silently next to him. But she held Nie Yuntian's hand tightly, and she was a little nervous when she saw so many martial artists for the first time.

As time went on, more and more people gathered around the square, and when the sun came out, several streets around the square were also crowded with people, tens of thousands.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the northern sky, and then a black dot grew larger and larger from far and near, and it was only in front of me that it was a large ship about three zhang wide and six zhang long.

This ship is no different from ordinary ships, but it floats in the air, the hull faintly flashes with mysterious light, and there are no sails, but the speed is very fast, and it is in front of you with a bang.

Seeing the ship approaching, the Master of the Apocalypse stood up from his seat and looked up to wait for the ship to land.

"Whew!"

After the boat stopped, a few people came down from above, led by a white-haired old man in a fairy wind robe, followed by some mature and steady middle-aged monks, and after the people finished, the old man made a move, and quickly shrank and disappeared into his sleeve. The surrounding martial artists were amazed at this immortal method after seeing it.

After seeing the old man, the Venerable Master of the Apocalypse stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "Wang Tianqi and the cultivators of the Apocalypse Dynasty welcome the envoy of the Xuanling Sect!"

"Greetings to the messenger!"

"Hmm. ”

The old man just responded for a moment, then looked around and said, "These are this year's martial artists, right? Well, it's not bad, it's a lot better than last year." ”

"Hui envoys, these are this year's warriors. Thanks to the Heavenly Grace of the Xuanling Sect, the Apocalypse Dynasty has achieved such results. ”

"Okay, I won't say more, let's get started. After speaking, the old man stood on the stone platform and said to the warriors: "Quiet!"

As the sound came out, a shocking power spread out and enveloped all directions. The warriors around the square involuntarily stopped discussing and listened attentively to the old man's words.

Seeing this scene, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"I am the elder of the outer sect of the Xuanling Sect, and this conference is the same as in previous years, and I will preside over the recruitment of disciples for the Xuanling Sect. Now I will read out the rules: this time, only martial artists with spiritual veins, or bloodline martial artists with a first-order or above, will not be recruited if they do not meet the standards. Anyone who has three spiritual veins and is under the age of twenty or has a second-order bloodline can directly enter the outer gate and be a disciple of the outer gate; Okay, that's the rule, let's get started. ”

After saying that, the old man turned around and went to talk to the Venerable Master of the Apocalypse, and naturally the people he brought to do the recruitment test were done.

Sure enough, the people brought by the old man were divided into two waves, a wave of eight people, and a wave of two people. After the larger wave of people took out their tools, they arranged for all the warriors to line up in four teams for the test, and the warriors also rushed to line up, and soon a long line was formed. No one cut the line, and no one dared to cut the line. The other two sat down at a table and chair, conjuring something out of thin air and placing it on it, waiting for something.

"Storage bags!"

Seeing those people take out things out of thin air, they secretly exclaimed, and all the warriors showed envious expressions, but no one dared to grab them, it was the rhythm of death.

Oops! If that's the case, wouldn't Ming Yuexia even be able to become a miscellaneous disciple? After hearing this, Nie Yuntian secretly thought to himself in his heart, it seems that the only way to do this is to put her in a small world.

Soon he shifted his mind to another question, the Bloodline Warrior? What was that? He had never heard of it, but with his experience, it was reasonable not to know.

Soon he returned to the test, looking at the line ahead of him, there were thousands of people, and it was going to be his turn. (To be continued)

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