The lead monk quickly completed the handover with the monk guarding the gate, and led everyone back into the mountain gate.

Stepping into the door, I found that there was no imaginary magnificence, poverty and luxury, but it was the ordinary bluestone road that was commonly seen all the way, the simple atmosphere of the building complex was scattered, one bend and nine turns, compared with the lapis lazuli steps outside the door, although there was less precious materials, but it was simple and kind. I couldn't tell if it was disappointment or peace of mind, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but let go.

Soon, there was a large circular hall with a wooden plaque on it, "Deacon Hall".

Although there are many people coming and going in the hall, it is orderly and not noisy. Everyone spoke softly and looked soothing.

The leading monk didn't say much, and a few walked quickly to a black-faced old man, handed over the voucher, and then turned around and said, "This is the deacon hall." You can usually receive monthly orders, publish and receive tasks, and you can come here. After a pause, he said, "One by one, step forward to receive the nameplate, as a status symbol for you, you can participate in the transaction of contribution points in the door, and you can't lose it." If there is a change in the level, please remember to come to the deacon hall in time to replace the nameplate. ”

After that, everyone stepped forward one by one to receive their respective identity plates, and was silent.

Fu Lingpei turned his spiritual power into a blade, and lightly slashed on his fingertips, blood dripped, and soon the jade plate turned into a warm and warm yellow. Another stream of spiritual power popped up into the jade plate, and a line of small characters on the card faintly surfaced, clearly visible, "Fu Lingpei, three hundred and seventy-three generations of disciples of the Tianyuan Sect, Qi cultivation period." Contribution points: 0. She groped for the jade card in her hand, her eyes were warm, and she felt very missed.

The monk was very efficient, and soon everyone received their own identity plates, and they excitedly chatted with each other. Fu Lingpei stood quietly aside, not talking much, his usual cold breath seemed to be the melting of ice and snow, and the spring was faint.

"Then follow me to the main hall of the sect."

A majestic hall stands, two layers of capping, the whole wall is carefully carved with a whole piece of white marble, black nao is the top, the glaze is made of tiles, the simple and heavy and fresh and lively, it seems to be the fairyland in the dream. The two stone statues in front of the door, the black stone Pixiu, the green and green gluttony, the teeth and claws, the momentum is awe-inspiring. The whole building is integrated, with the sky, with the earth, harmoniously hidden between the heaven and the earth, natural and distinct.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, as if they were shocked by the scene in front of them. It seems to feel something, but it can't be said.

Fu Lingpei also held her breath, as far as she was concerned, even if she had seen it many times, it was still unavoidable. This kind of otherworldly beauty often moves people inexplicably, making her feel the urge to burst into tears. All the previous unwillingness, pain, and struggles seem to have been gently caressed and ironed out. More and more calm, more and more euphoric, more and more excited! Gradually, she seemed to forget a qiē, and her heart was like water and thoughtful.

"Ah, what is she?!"

"There's another one over here!" Everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know why.

I saw that in the middle of the crowd, one east and one west, one in front and one behind, two very young and beautiful female cultivators, with a slight aura vortex above their heads, rolling bigger and bigger, but it was a sign of breaking through! Especially a female cultivator wearing a jade comb and earrings with pearls, her face is still immature, but her cultivation is already at the seventh layer of Qi training, and she is about to break through the eighth layer!

"Disperse quickly!" The leading monk shouted loudly, but his expression was unusual, and he was accustomed to throwing out a protective array to isolate the two of them.

"Haha! This time, there are two sons who have broken through, very good, very good! Suddenly, a white-eyed Taoist appeared above the crowd, a fairy wind bone, sitting cross-legged on a pu fan leisurely, slowly brushing his long beard, and said with relief.

"Perception and chance are excellent, not bad!" Dressed in black with narrow sleeves, the costume is completely different from that of the Tianyuanmen people, short and concise, with a roe head and rat eyes, but his back is straight, his hands are attached to his back, and his eyes are clear.

"These two are both women, and they have a fate with me, and they belong to my Purple Peak." A sweet female voice came. Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, only to see a young female cultivator floating from the air, wearing a long belt, dressed in red, with a towering bun, beautiful long eyebrows straight into the ears, a pair of eyes like water, very charming.

"Graceful, a handful of age, not ashamed. How many disciples are there in your Ziyun Peak, our Tiandu Peak has not received any grains in the first few times, so it should be our turn anyway! A few dodged, and a young man dressed as a monk Qing Ling Ling stood upright on the sword, with a round face, round eyes, and a slightly pouting mouth, but he puffed out his chest, and his voice was impressive. It's a flat and flat, everyone can't help but hide their eyes, only to feel that the sky is gray, people have been destroyed, how did a soft and cute girl give birth to the wrong gender!

"Sissy, your Wuqufeng, a group of cultivators, sweating all day long and wielding a big stick, how can you be suitable for us delicate female cultivators!" She glanced at him with her eyes downcast, and chuckled.

"You old disrespectful mother-in-law!"

"You men and women don't separate each other!"

As he spoke, the two couldn't help but quarrel like mortals in the market, and soon rose to the air and fought together. I saw the red yarn all over the sky, the big stick dancing, and the fight was inextricable. Fortunately, before the fight, they all casually laid down the isolation array, and it did not affect the following monks.

"It seems that for a while, the two of them will not stop."

The white-bearded old man shook his head, and the man in black sighed and let it go. Seeing that Fu Lingpei and Fu Lingfei couldn't finish for a while, they didn't want to wait any longer, so they disappeared in front of the palace gate in a few steps.

The leading monk put his hands around his chest, thinking gracefully, it seems that today these two people have ascended to the sky in one step and directly bowed to the main gate of the peak. In every general election, there are always one or two people who benefit in front of the temple gate, so that the major peaks break their heads. Don't know when it'll end?

Everyone behind him looked at the middle two enviously, understanding that they must have gained a heavy opportunity. I didn't dare to say much, I just waited quietly, and my heart was full of mixed tastes.

Suddenly, one of the people's qi reached the top, and the aura vortex was suddenly unstable, and it was injected into the Baihui acupoint of the people below, and the clouds dispersed in an instant. Eight layers of qi training! But it was Fu Lingpei, she quietly looked inside her body, if she had lost something, she felt that it was far from enough, and her subconscious feeling should be higher and more, but just when she wanted to fight hard, her spiritual power was sucked away and interrupted in an instant.

On the ground, she looked behind her, and Fu Lingfei was also breaking through. The breath gradually rises, five layers, six layers, until the seventh layer, and then gradually stops! Everyone was shocked!

The leading monk was also surprised, since the existence of this sect hall, the enlightened monk has only been raised by two floors at most, and the small pass is usually unable to jump straight. This Fu Lingfei broke this established history, and it is obvious that he is riddled with chance, the son of fortune!

Fu Lingpei also knows this history. The moment she saw Fu Lingfei, she finally understood where the missing bit went. Obviously, she was suppressed and sucked away by Fu Lingfei, who had strong luck, and under the influence of the other, she created conditions for Fu Lingfei to break through again and again! Even because of this, she will definitely be more valued by the Tianyuan Sect Peak Cultivators than herself. After all, there are often monks with good qualifications, but the sons of heaven are once in a thousand years, and they can often turn evil into good fortune. As long as a sect produces one or two great monks, then it can stand for a thousand years.

The theory of luck is ethereal, but it is said that when a monk cultivates to the later stage, he can cultivate the pupil technique through guò to microcosm. For monks, fortune is the most subtle and important. There are often talented people who die halfway; And the people with mediocre talents have cultivated immortals all the way to the later stage.

"Wish, wish......" Fu Lingpei muttered, then all the things in the previous life can be explained. Why did she Fu Lingfei have a four-spirit root, and she could surpass herself in the late stage to reach the late stage of Jindan early; Why is she Fu Lingfei in a secret realm, even if the whole army is wiped out, she can escape alone; Why is her Fu Lingfei Lingbao endless, and the elixir is coming with a wave of her hand!

As soon as his mind moved, the originally unstable spiritual power □□, Fu Lingpei's face was gray, and he was deeply drilled into the tip of the horns and couldn't extricate himself, only to feel that there was no hope for life, there was no hope for the protection of the clan, and the realm was about to fall when he saw it. The eyes of others still fell on Fu Lingfei, who had broken through again and again, and no one cared about Fu Lingpei's unusualness.

Suddenly, starting from the Baihui acupoint, a clear stream went straight down, making Fu Lingpei sober up. She was scared for a while. If you don't wake up in time, under the unstable state of mind, the low realm is a sure thing. And if this is the case, under the noses of the high-level leaders of the Tianyuan faction, they have the impression that they are jealous and jealous and have too poor mental cultivation, how can they worship the master of the previous life again? What's more, since she Fu Lingpei can be reborn, there must be a reason, and she does her best to do what she wants, but she just wants to be worthy of her heart. Although under the suppression of luck this time, Fu Lingfei was fulfilled by himself, but how did he know that there would be such a cheap thing in the future? You don't have to scare yourself, so how can you protect the Fu family in the future. Everyone has different circumstances, so there is no need to force it.

After thinking about it, he used his spiritual power again to consolidate his cultivation.

Seeing this, the gods in the shadows also nodded. This woman can correct it in time, but it's not bad.

An hour later, Fu Lingpei and Fu Lingfei withdrew their spiritual power at the same time.

Everyone felt exhausted, and their hearts were very desolate and miserable. If you can't cultivate as well as others, you just have to watch and not let you go. They all bowed their heads and wilted, and followed the leading monk into the hall with a sluggish breath.

Fu Lingpei and Fu Lingfei glanced at each other, and their expressions followed the hall inexplicably.

Fu Lingfei's heart was even more happy, and his previous slightly depressed mentality was swept away, and he became more and more sure of his heroine's physique, and he accumulated a lot of money. Desperately pressed the corners of his mouth and made an indifferent look.

The furnishings in the hall are simple, and after walking dozens of steps, the eyes suddenly open up. I saw a middle-aged man sitting upright, clear and kind, looking at the new monks with a smile. There were a dozen or so chairs on both sides, and seven or eight people were scattered around. The four people I saw before were impressively listed.

"Since you have entered my Tianyuan Gate, remember that the immortal road is long, and you are proud and ......dry," the man above admonished a lot, and said slowly.

Seeing that there was no stopping trend for a long time, a chubby monk next to him hurriedly said, "Since the head of the sect has been trained, you still won't do it!" ”

Everyone nodded yes. Seeing this opportunity, the leading monk hurriedly handed out a jade slip from his sleeve, but it was a record of everyone's spiritual root qualifications and trial tables.

Soon, according to the records and their respective interests, everyone recommended or nominated themselves, and they all decided on the places where each peak would go.