Xian'er's plan was completely thwarted, and she finally left with the old man with the demon heart.

Before leaving, he also said hello to Hetu and Qingming.

He Tu could see that Xian'er had a lot of doubts and wanted to ask the Ten Thousand Souls Monk, but she didn't ask after all.

The fourth session of the Xianyuan Conference was held after two days, and these two days have become a rare opportunity for gathering and communicating feelings between the immortals.

Since Hetu was a child, the master has been instilling in himself the concept that cultivation is really sinister and the road is rugged, even if it is the so-called righteous path immortal gate, he has to guard against the concept of 100 million hands.

But for now, Hetu feels that these immortal sects are still very enthusiastic.

Especially early the next morning, the Ten Thousand Souls Monk appeared in the Heavenly Palace, and walked behind the courtyard where Taiqiong Gate was located with a chessboard.

Shushan Xiaoyao Palace courtyard.

In the Heavenly Palace, every building strives for extreme luxury, and the courtyard where people live is no exception.

The temple should be two stories high, with white marble pillars at the corners, and walls carved from white jade bricks.

On the wall, there are pictures of flying sky, and blue gauze curtains are held on both sides of the window, rippling in the wind.

The whole room is beautifully furnished, the materials are exquisite, and you can see two words clearly over and over again - luxury.

However, the mood of the monks does not have much effect, and in such a luxurious environment, what should be the same.

For example, the head of Shushan Xiaoyao Palace, Ben Lei Zhenren, is still babbling.

"What? Is this serious? Ten thousand spirit immortals, appeared in the Lingshan Heavenly Palace? No, I'll have to go to him! ”

Ben Lei Zhenren looked at the disciple below who was conveying the information, and quickly took two steps forward, his beard blowing up.

However, the Ziyang real person beside him was still calm, stepped forward to grab the excited Ben Lei Zhenren, and said:

"Master, don't worry, you don't even know where the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortals are."

Fairy Chixia looked at the disciples below and asked:

"Ten Thousand Immortals, where are you now?"

When the disciple saw the head of the sect in such a hurry, where did he dare to ink, and said very quickly:

"The Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal is playing chess with Master Zhen in the courtyard of Taiqiongmen!"

At this time, Ziyang Zhenren couldn't hold Ben Lei Zhenren, so he saw Ben Lei Zhenren walking quickly, and a fairy sword was sacrificed, and Ben Lei Zhenren flew out with him.

Behind the Ziyang Zhenren, the Chixia Fairy, and the rest of the disciples of the Shushan Xiaoyao Palace.

Although this Lingshan Heavenly Palace is large, the speed of the monks' sword flight is not slow, and it didn't take long to reach the Taiqiong Gate.

The courtyard of Taiqiong Gate is easy to find, even if you don't see the door number, you can see at a glance that there are so many monks gathered outside.

In addition to those small sects, there are also the Five Lotus Sword Sect, the Pure Lotus Palace, the Nine Immortal Sect, the Yunlu Immortal Residence, and so on, all of whom are here.

Not only the righteous path immortal gate, but also those evil demons and foreign daoists, also gathered outside the Taiqiong Gate, among them, of course, there are the Extreme Heaven Demon Palace, as well as the Fuhu Gate and so on.

In addition to the immortal gate, there were also a number of scattered cultivators who also stood outside the courtyard together, and it was quiet outside the courtyard.

Even if it is the righteous path immortal sect and the evil demon outer path who don't like each other, they don't have the slightest intention of arguing at this time.

Although Ben Lei Zhenren wondered why these people were gathered at the door, why didn't he go in, but when he landed in front of and behind the courtyard door, he raised his legs and planned to break in, but before he could break in, he was stopped.

The one who stopped Ben Lei Zhenren was the True Immortal Crossing of the Nine Immortal Gate.

Seeing that Duxian Zhenren looked like an old god was there, after reaching out to stop Ben Lei Zhenren, he touched his beard and said:

"Ben Lei Zhenren, don't you just want to go in like this?"

Ben Lei Zhenren was stunned for a moment, reacted, took out a bottle of pill from his arms, and thanked him:

"I almost forgot, but luckily I brought it with me."

"Wait, I'm not talking about bringing gifts."

Duxian Zhenren hurriedly grabbed Ben Lei Zhenren again, and said:

"Let's take a look at the door."

Ben Lei Zhenren looked puzzled, but he still listened to the meaning of Duxian Zhenren, and did not break in directly, but stood at the door and looked in from the open courtyard gate.

I saw Master Zhen and the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal sitting in the courtyard, the two of them were playing Go, and an enchantment was set up around them.

Ben Lei Zhenren took a closer look, this enchantment was set up quite cleverly, at least he couldn't break in, it must be an enchantment set up by the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortals.

This kind of enchantment, if you just go directly into it, I'm afraid the end won't be too good-looking.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal himself is here, so he won't be hurt, but it's certain that he will make a fool of himself.

Ben Lei Zhenren steadied himself, and thanked Duxian Zhenren, and the disciples of Shushan Xiaoyao Palace behind him had also arrived.

People from the Xianmen came over one after another, but everyone didn't know what was going on in the courtyard.

The only thing that is clear is that if Master Zhen wins a game, the Wanling Immortal will teach Master Zhen the spell!

"How's it going to be won or lost?"

Someone asked impatiently.

Let the living immortals teach spells, what a fairy fate this is!

That's really, it's a little hateful to make people envious!

"Didn't win a game."

When the man heard this, he shook his head regretfully:

"Alas, it's a pity, but the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal is already good at this, and it is common sense that Master Zhen can't win.

I just hope that the Ten Thousand Souls can make a game, this kind of immortal fate, if you miss it, it will be a pity! ”

Although the man said this, there was still a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't hide it.

But his smile soon faded.

"It's a panacea, and I haven't won a single game."

As soon as the man had finished speaking, he heard someone shouting again:

"Lost! Lost! The Immortals have lost again! ”

"Wouldn't you, you haven't won a single game?"

"Master Zhen, it's really ......"

Although everyone didn't say it, they were actually thinking in their hearts: "If it were me, I would deliberately lose a game." ”

The other party is a living immortal, can the only benefit he can give is magic? I'm happy, what's not good?

Why did everyone gather here, didn't they hope to be able to say two or three words to the Ten Thousand Spirits.

And at this time, in the enchantment, seeing that the chess game in front of him was a dead game, the Ten Thousand Souls Monk sighed:

"You won't let me even play a game, but I specially made an enchantment for you, otherwise they know that you have such a hard time learning spells and such a poor understanding, what should they think of you, the master?"

"That's great, they think I'm very savvy, and I'll be honest, no one believes me."

Hetu retracted the black and white chess pieces and said with a smile.

The Ten Thousand Souls Monk pursed his lips and didn't say anything, pinching the seal in his hand, and Hetu was also sitting in a precarious position, he felt a spiritual aura lingering around his body, and that feeling was like sitting under the dzi and cultivating.

But it's different, because it's not a dzi, it's the magic power of a god of all souls.

I saw a villain casting a spell in front of him, from the formula, to the seal, to the spell, and then walked down again, and then disappeared.

After reading Hetu, he began to meditate and comprehend.

It's all up to your own understanding, no matter how high the chance is, it's useless, the difference with the dzi is this, if it was the dzi, Hetu would have learned it a long time ago.

"This spell is called Edgeworth Return, and it is a derivative of Edgeworth.

When cast, it can turn qi into a sword and kill the enemy with several spirit swords.

It's very much in line with what you said, handsome and strong. ”

After explaining on the side, Hetu breathed a sigh of relief and said happily:

"Yes, I have already comprehended seven-seven-eighty-eight, and there are still three-three-two-two, let's do ten more rounds, it should be no problem."

The Ten Thousand Souls Monk looked stunned, but Hetu was already holding the sunspot and leaving the first son.

Seeing the expression of the Ten Thousand Souls Layman, Hetu patted his legs and promised:

"Layman, I promise that when I learn, I will let you have a game, let you have a little face, rest assured."

………………

The Ten Thousand Souls Immortal came to play chess with Master Zhen for a day, and lost for a whole day.

The monks of the other Immortal Sects, even if they wanted to say a word to the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortals, they didn't have a chance.

In the end, everyone understood.

This must be a fairy of all souls, deliberately losing!

The Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal must have seen that Master Zhen's potential was extraordinary, so he came over to teach spells in this way.

In this way, it was estimated that the head of Zhen could reach the god in the past, but it was all wrong, after the head of Zhen, at least it was the height of the catastrophe and ascension!

Not to mention, the gift I gave before was too light, go back and clean up, and I must give a big gift to Master Zhen next time.

The matter of gift-giving can be put aside for the time being, because it will soon be the fourth session of the Xianyuan Conference.

On this day, the sun was beautiful and the wind was peaceful, and the sky was clear.

Many immortal gates once again gathered on the square of the previous second scene.

The original dzi in the square is gone, and it was shattered by Master Zhen.

But on the high platform where the dzi was originally located, there was a person standing.

All Immortals.

"This fourth test of spiritual power."

The immortal touched his beard, and after saying this, he sprinkled his sleeves, and saw a handful of beans spilled out of his sleeves.

Before those beans fell to the ground, they began to change their shapes one by one, becoming all the immortals.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Immortals standing in the middle looked at the immortal monks gathered around, all kinds of immortals, and scattered cultivators, and said with a smile:

"Before sunset today, those who participate in the Immortal Yuan Conference, if they can catch a bean and return to this square, they can participate in the fourth session."

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