Chapter 277: Convened

Time flies, like a cloud of smoke, and half a month has passed in a blink of an eye. In the past half a month, Wang Bufan has been like a big girl, staying in the quiet room of the living hall every day, almost cultivating like a mad demon. His diligence has yielded remarkable results.

At this moment, his Spirit Lake had expanded more than five times as much as before. Endless spiritual power waits quietly in the spiritual lake like a lake, just waiting for the master's call, and it can turn into majestic combat power to kill the enemy. The purple mansion in the middle of the Spirit Lake, which was originally the size of dust particles, also turned into a mung bean size with the expansion of the Spirit Lake at this time. Although it is still very small, its own significance is extraordinary, which means that after Wang Bufan completes the expansion of Linghu in the future, he will not experience the upper realm of Linghu and the lower realm of Purple Mansion, but will directly become a powerhouse in the middle realm of Purple Mansion that can be compared to Xue Qingyan!

On the futon woven and refined by the condensing grass, Wang Bufan sat cross-legged, frantically running "Earth Spirit Strength", and worked hard to expand the Spirit Lake. I have to say that the results of this earthly cultivation method are really amazing. So much so that every time he practiced "Earth Spirit Strength", Wang Bufan would sigh that he was fortunate to have it. Recalling the days when I used to practice with "Turning the Spirit Gong", the comparison between the two was like heaven and earth, and the difference was not ordinary! "Woo!Woo!Woo~" In the middle of cultivation, there was a dull sound of the conch horn, like the soul sound of the ancient battlefield summoning soldiers.

Wang Bufan stopped cultivating, listened carefully, and found that the conch horn sound was three short and one long, which was the voice of the inner disciples, the core inheritance disciples, the elders in the pavilion, and the deputy pavilion master. "Could it be that there is something important to announce?" It was useless to think about it, Wang Bufan, who had not yet advanced to the Purple Mansion Realm and was still a disciple of the inner sect, also walked towards the pavilion master hall where the pavilion master Yan Zhong was located. Along the way, there were three or three core inheritance disciples passing by, pointing fingers at Wang Bufan, most of them were talking about his innate physical body limit, the four-time spirit lake person, and the identity of the most beautiful pavilion master Xue Qingyan's personal disciple. Wang Bufan ignored them and went straight to the meeting place.

In front of the pavilion master's hall, Yan Zhong stood in the middle, Xue Qingyan and Xuan Yaoheng were separated, and there were six elders standing beside them. In the square in front of the hall, there are currently eight core lineage disciples, two women and six men, all of whom are no more than twenty years old, all of whom are geniuses with their own talents. Behind the core inheritance disciples, there are hundreds of inner disciples, and Wang Bufan is one of them. Because the ordinary inner disciples were at the top and some distance from the top, there were still inner disciples hurrying at this moment. But soon, everyone arrived except for the disciples who went out on a mission. In front of the hall, Yan Zhong pressed his hand to signal, and the noisy whispering in the field suddenly disappeared, completely quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.

"Wang Bufan, you come to the front row. As soon as Yan Zhong's words came out, the room was flooded with sobs again, even more noisy than just now. "Who is this Wang Bufan, obviously an inner disciple, why have I never seen it? I am known as an earth spirit know-it-all, even the elders have asked me for news!" "You know everything! This Wang Bufan is the personal disciple of the Xue Deputy Pavilion Master, and he is also the identity of the inner disciple, listening to Senior Brother Liu, who is a core inheritance disciple, he is a person who has the congenital physical body limit four times Spirit Lake!"

"So arrogant, the innate body is at the limit, and he is still a four-time Spirit Lake? Also, how can he be the personal disciple of the Snow Deputy Pavilion Master? That is the fairy of my dreams!" "Roll the edge, it's obviously my fairy." But then again, the Pavilion Master actually asked Wang Bufan to stand in the front row, a jack of all trades, what do you think?"

"How do you look at it, look at it with your eyes! This is not yet an unknown matter, the front row is all core inheritance disciples, let Wang Bufan come to the front row, we have one more senior brother!" As a party, Wang Bufan glanced at the eight people in front of him, all of whom were cultivators of the Purple Mansion Realm. He was a Spirit Lake Realm cultivator, what kind of excitement was he going to make? So, he said directly: "Pavilion Lord Xie is in love, I'm still standing here!"

"It's okay, whatever you want. Yan Zhong nodded and said nothing more. Stealing broke out again in the field, and no one could have imagined or even dared to think that there would be a disciple who dared to openly go against the wishes of the pavilion master, and what was even more unexpected was that the great pavilion master actually approved it, and he didn't mind the disobedience of the disciples in the pavilion at all. There were eight people in the front row, and whispered privately: "We have one more junior brother." "How obvious, you can see the favor of the Pavilion Master. "There is still a long way to go on the road to the Purple Mansion, does he think anyone can set foot on it?" "Even if he is self-aware, there is no realm comparable to us, even if he sets foot on it, he will not be recognized by us!"

Deputy Pavilion Master Xuan Yaoheng coughed dryly, and silence returned to the room. Yan Zhong opened his mouth, Lang Lang's voice was not heavy, but it clearly entered the ears of each disciple, as if he was speaking in his ears. "We are here today because we have an important announcement to make. Perhaps some core lineage disciples have already heard that, yes, it is the Netherworld Sea that has opened. "All the disciples stealed, except for a few core inheritance disciples, everyone didn't know what the Netherworld Sea was. Subsequently, at Yan Zhong's suggestion, Xuan Yaoheng opened his mouth to explain to the disciples. This Netherworld Sea is a dangerous area near the Earth Spirit Pavilion, which appeared out of thin air more than 800 years ago, occupying a sea area with a radius of nearly 10,000 zhang. There are dangers and chances in it, and it opens every fifty years. There is no restriction protection on weekdays, and it is not allowed to enter on non-open days.

There have been disciples of other sects who have obtained half-step mid-grade spiritual weapons in the Netherworld, and there are also disciples who have found fragments of ground-level cultivation exercises. Compared to the disciples of the Spirit Lake Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, this is definitely full of fatal temptation. You must know that there are only three earthly cultivation exercises in the entire Earth Spirit Pavilion. And Xue Qingyan, as the deputy pavilion master, is still a low-grade spiritual weapon...... The opportunity for adventure is very tempting. "Due to the special nature of the Nethersea prohibition, the realm of entrants restricted is different every time it is opened. It is possible to either the Purple Mansion Realm or the Spirit Lake Realm, which means that even if any of you enter the expedition, it is very likely that you will not be able to enter the Netherworld. ”

"I have summoned you here to tell you that those who dare to venture to the Netherworld Sea to seek opportunities can apply to join the expedition team, which will be led by the Pavilion Master, the Snow Deputy Pavilion Master, and the three elders. "This expedition is not mandatory, it is all voluntary, but the number of people is limited to fifty. Now, the disciples who are interested in participating in the expedition stay, and those who have no intention of joining go back to cultivate. ”

Yan Zhong's voice landed, and then, Wang Bufan turned his head and left without the slightest hesitation. He had no interest in exploring the Netherworld. Listening to Xuan Yaoheng's introduction, every time the Netherworld Sea was opened, there were only three or five chances, and the disciples of each sect who participated in the expedition ranged from seven or eight to dozens of people, totaling nearly a thousand people.

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