210 Yujun Palace

Yujun Zhenren is high, and he can kill and kill the inner disciples, and the outer disciples are even more absent in the Ascension Immortal Gate, even if they are true disciples, they can dispose of them at will.

Dimeng's true cultivation fell to the early stage of foundation building, not only would he be demoted to an outer disciple, but his title would definitely be stripped away.

Yujun Zhenren gently waved his sleeves, and the heavenly dragon pony hissed, pulling the carriage to quickly become smaller and into her cuffs.

Bi Yue Zhenren took a step forward, his cold gaze swept towards Tianyou Zhenren, and said indifferently: "What are you all stunned for?" Why don't you hurry up and open the mountain gate? ”

Tianyou Zhenren and the other four came back to their senses, and they were busy even claiming that they were going to enter the mountain gate to manipulate the formation.

There was a piece of almost transparency in the dim clouds, and it gradually brightened, as if in the black curtain, a door of light was opened, and a dazzling light poured out.

The accompanying Jurchen Nu Na Zhen

Mo Wentian pondered for a moment, then followed behind the group of Jurchens, and walked into the mountain gate of the Ascension Immortal Gate.

After walking into the mountain gate, the sight suddenly brightened, Mo Wentian was taken aback, almost couldn't believe his eyes, the clouds danced faintly outside the mountain gate, and the night covered the earth, but when he walked into the mountain gate, the scene inside was as clear as day, as if he was not interested in the influence of the sun, moon and stars, like a miracle.

The roads paved with white jade crisscross each other, the magnificent buildings are lined up one after another, all kinds of attics Xie Pavilion towers and stands all brilliant, the buildings are connected, the palaces and pavilions are connected with bridges, all of which show the domineering and noble.

At the end of the line of sight, there are five huge peaks, as if it is the five thumbs of a person, high into the clouds, the peak in the middle, especially the majestic and magnificent blue stone steps with twists and turns, as if a green dragon tightly wound around the peak, the top of the mountain seems to stand a tall palace, next to the palace, the white mist on the top is flirtatious, the figure is sensational, a good scene of immortals.

Mo Wentian sighed secretly in his heart, sure enough, it is the Jindan faction, it is really extraordinary, Wujimen doesn't know how much Lu Dao has to develop this year? in order to have the magnificent style in front of you.

He was feeling to himself in his heart, but Xinyue Zhenren walked over in front of him, stopped in front of him and said, "Wuji Zhenren Yujun Zhenren invites you to ascend to the Yujun Hall of Immortal Peak. ”

Mo Wentian was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "It's better to be respectful than to obey!" ”

Xinyue Zhenren smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Wuji Zhenren, please!" ”

Mo Wentian looked up, and under the opening of the four inner disciples, he saw that Yujun Zhenren was already sitting in a gorgeous sedan chair, and there were eight outer disciples carrying the sedan chair, walking towards the direction of the Ascension Immortal Peak.

The rest of the accompanying real people were all clustered around Zuo Gu, like an unbreakable steel barrier, guarding the sedan chair and galloping away.

On the other side of the street they passed, the disciples of the Ascension Sect on both sides of the street all fell to the ground, and they all shouted loudly: "Disciples, wait for the deputy master." ”

Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, he and Xinyue Zhenren walked side by side, following behind the sedan chair that was gradually moving away.

Xinyue Zhenren suddenly spoke: "Wuji Zhenren, in this sect, it is not comparable to in Qinghe County, the status of the sect masters of each county is actually equivalent to the inner disciples of this sect, and there must be no transgression, otherwise it will be unpredictable and dangerous." ”

Mo asked Tianzhi that she was reminding herself, and immediately said: "Xinyue Zhenren, please rest assured, I naturally understand the truth."

The leader of Xinyue Zhenren nodded, paused for a moment, but said, "Wuji Zhenren, among the sect master sects of the thirty-six counties, do you know anything about the sects ranked in the top five?" ”

Mo Wentian looked stunned, and said puzzledly: "I know very little about it, I only know that the top five sects are all in Liuyun City, and their heads are all real people who build the foundation and are full of people. "Not bad! The mana of the heads of the five factions is all earth-shattering, although they are not as good as the deputy heads of the sect, but they are slightly stronger than the true disciples. When Xinyue Zhenren said this, he suddenly changed his words and said bluntly: "But it's a pity that the five heads don't have a good relationship with Yujun Zhenren." ”

Mo Wentian suddenly understood in his heart that the situation of Yujun Zhenren in the Ascension Immortal Gate was so bad, no wonder he couldn't pay attention to his newly promoted sect master, I was afraid that there was some meaning of wooing him. ,

Xinyue Zhenren hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said: "A year ago, in a training trip, the Kangjin Zhenren, Bishui Zhenren, and Yihuo Zhenren of this sect have fallen, and on the birthday of the head of the sect tomorrow, three true disciples will be selected from among the inner disciples. ”

Mo Wentian was puzzled in his heart, it turned out that in the twenty-eight nights of ascending immortals, there were already three true disciples who had died, but what made him puzzled was why Xinyue Zhenren wanted to say these words to him? There must be a purpose.

But at this time, the sedan chair of fried noodles had already climbed the mountain, and the eight outer disciples were almost as smooth as she was, and the sedan chair did not shake at all, and it had been going up the cyan stone steps

Since Xinyue Zhenren said that sentence, he hasn't opened it. Said Tian, the two followed behind the sedan chair to ascend the fairy peak.

Halfway up the mountain. The road in front of me was divided into several forks, and as I walked along the leftmost one, it suddenly became clear to me, as if a huge axe had been carved out of a flat clearing, on which pavilions and pavilions of beautiful and light soldiers were built, which seemed quiet and noble.

The sedan chair stopped in a splendid hall, and sixteen beautiful female monks came out of it, all of whom were dressed in colorful clothes, and knelt down on both sides.

Mo Wentian looked at it intently, and couldn't help but be taken aback, none of these female monks had fallen out, and all of them were cultivators of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

Wei Yue Zhenren lifted the sedan chair, Yujun Zhenren slowly walked out inside, she looked at Shuo Zuo Gu, and ordered: "Zhang Yue Zhenren, you go to pass on the inner disciples Hu Tianwei and Tianhui, the two real people, during the time when they returned to the palace to save their relatives, I don't know how far their cultivation has progressed?" ”

Speaking of this, she continued to instruct: "Bi Yue Zhenren, you go and pass on the head of the Moon Sect to cover the moon Zhenren, and let him bring the candidate recommended by the spine, this seat wants to see if he can enter tomorrow's Divine Power Competition?" ”

Zhang Yuezhen and Bi Yuezhen said respectfully, they were both wearing Hanaga with the ability to fly, and their wings fluttered lightly like thin wings, and they disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Mo Wentian was in a daze, the Occult Moon Sect was the sixth-ranked sect leader sect in the thirty-six counties of Yunzhou, but he didn't expect to devote himself to Yujun Zhenren, but he didn't know what the Divine Power Contest was?

When he was wondering, Yujun Zhenren's phoenix eyes wandered, he moved his gaze over, and said with an indifferent smile: "Wuji Zhenren, please enter the hall with this seat, there is one thing to discuss with the real person." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, accompanied by Wei Yue Zhenren, she slowly walked into the magnificent hall.

Mo Wentian and Xinyue Zhenren followed side by side, and followed her into the hall.

The main hall is carved with beams and paintings, the arrangement is magnificent, the carpet spread on the ground is made of the fur of the demon beast and killed, there are thirty-six pairs of sparse glass lamps hanging on the inspection, and there are sixteen Han Baiye pillars standing at the four corners, all of which are inlaid with huge night pearls, and the mouth is used for candlestick lighting.

There are a few red sandalwood tables and chairs in the hall, on which are fond of cups, furnaces and bottles, I am afraid that they are all treasures of the temple of Tianshe, and the whole hall is full of luxury.

Under the call of Xinyue Zhenren, he had just made up his mind, and the two female brothers who were bright and cool stepped forward, offered fragrant and delicious respects, knelt beside him respectfully, poured tea and wine, and served attentively.

Yujun Zhenren lightly opened his long skirt, boarded the soft couch under the service of the two female brothers, covered his body with incense, and the pair of stalk feet were naturally placed on the silk footpads in front of the couch, and Xiumu swept over and smiled: "Wuji Zhenren, I am not careful, and I still want to see it!" ”

If he is someone else, he is treated as a guest by the deputy head of the Ascension Immortal Sect, and he is afraid that he will be flattered, but Mo Wentian understands very well in his heart, I am afraid that the essence is not so simple? Yu Jun is really polite, and it must be an extremely difficult thing to ask him for.

Thinking of this, he pretended to smile and said, "Yujun Zhenren, if there is something to order?" And it doesn't hurt to be outright. ”

A look of appreciation flashed in Yujun Zhenren's array, and he smiled indifferently: "Yes, this seat is asking for you, and Wuji Zhenren is afraid that no one knows?" Tomorrow on the birthday of the family teacher, this door is going to hold a magic power competition? ”

"Avatar Race?" Mo Wentian looked puzzled, sat up straight and said, "Still talking about Yujun Zhenmingxiang?" ”

Yu Jun Zhenren nodded and said: "On the birthday of the family teacher tomorrow, the twelve younger brothers will test their magical powers, and frying three will be rewarded by the family teacher and the four elders." ”

"What?" Mo Wentian suddenly said, "Could it be that the real person means?" Let's add the supernatural power race in the down? ”

Yujun Zhenren smiled slightly1 and nodded: "Yes, this seat has this intention!" ”

Mo Wentian frowned, puzzled: "I don't understand it in the next place, there are countless monks under the real deer, why not choose an excellent brother among them?" ”

Yu Jun Zhenren smiled bitterly and said: "The family teacher said that the twelve younger brothers who came to add the Divine Power Competition were recommended by the three deputy heads of the sect to three each, but they were required to be monks under the age of 100, and the mana was required to be more than seven hundred and twenty. ”

"I see?" Mo Wentian was in a daze, monks under the age of 100 who can be promoted to the middle stage of foundation building, basically there is no problem in promoting the foundation building consummation, they are all monks who are eager to become Jindan Zhenjun, from this point of view, the Jingxian Gate's divine power competition aims to choose excellent disciples.

Yujun Zhenren hesitated for a while, and continued: "Wuji Zhenren, although outsiders say that this sect has twenty-eight immortal ascensions, but there are twenty-five true disciples of this sect, and the family teacher wants to select three inner disciples, and use supreme supernatural powers to promote them to the later stage of foundation building, and then get the title of true disciples."