It is a temple hidden deep in the mountains outside the Seychelles.

The mountain road is extremely steep and difficult to navigate, and there are many artificial difficulties and dangers on the road into the mountain, so it has not been known to the outside world.

But only a true master will know that this not a majestic temple is the Kuzen Temple with a very long history in the hidden immortal gate.

At this time, in the Kuzen Temple, a monk with his upper body, revealing bronzed skin, and knotted muscles like a dragon and snake, was cultivating.

His cultivation method is simple and crude, that is, he carries huge stones from the hillside outside the temple to the temple.

These boulders, the shortest of which is more than a man tall, are all cyan granite, and each one must weigh a ton.

Ordinary people don't talk about backing, even if they push four or five, they may not be able to shake a minute.

But on this monk's body, it seems that there is no catty at all, and he walks like a fly on the road on the hillside.

Finally, the pile of stones was all memorized.

There was not a trace of sweat on the monk's face.

This kind of physical strength can be called terrifying.

"Senior brother, Master told you to go. A little monk said respectfully.

The monk nodded, put on his coat, and walked into the meditation room at the back.

In the meditation room, a burly monk with a beard is meditating cross-legged.

"Master!"

The fat monk slowly opened his eyes, and the essence of light shot out in all directions.

"Hui Nian. ”

"The disciple is here!"

"Last Immortal Gate Conference, what was the ranking you won?"

"Back to Master, twelfth!" Hui Nian said in a deep voice.

"And what about this time?" asked the fat monk.

"The disciple only won the first place this time!" Hui Nian said confidently.

The fat monk laughed, and the sound shook the roof tiles.

"Okay! The disciples of Kuzen Temple should have this kind of heart, but the teacher just got a piece of news, Lingnan Sword Immortal Yu Yuanyi, is dead!"

This explosive news did not move Hui Nian in the slightest.

"Life and death are common things, he is called a sword immortal, but it doesn't necessarily mean that he is really an immortal!" Hui Nian said lightly.

The fat monk smiled, "The teacher told you this news, just to tell you that this Xianmen Conference is estimated to be very interesting." The person who killed Yu Yuanyi was a little-known master. ”

"Disciple understands, but cultivators are fearless, whether they are masters or mediocre talents, in my eyes, they are nothing more than that!" Hui Nian bowed his head and looked indifferent.

But a powerful momentum emanated.

A pleased smile appeared on the fat monk's face, "Have you already entered the Scattered Immortals?"

"Back to Master, I only broke through last month!"

"Okay!" the fat monk Huo Ran stood up.

"Our Kuzen Temple has indeed been outside this place for a long time, and many people have forgotten our existence, so let them see what the real fairy gate is!"

Hui Nian bowed her head and said nothing, but a look of unknown meaning flashed in her eyes.

And thousands of miles away, in country H, a similar conversation is going on.

"Jin Sang, I just received the news that the Lingnan Sword Immortal is dead!" a man with a solemn face knelt on the throne and said in a deep voice.

Kneeling with his drooping hands sat a tall, handsome man.

If there are people from country H, they will definitely be able to recognize this man.

Because he is the brightest star in the martial arts arena of country H, known as a genius who has not been born for a hundred years, Jin Chengsuo.

Hearing his father's uncertain tone, Jin Chengsuo said indifferently: "Father, the Lingnan Sword Immortal is dead when he dies, after all, he is already a figure of the previous generation, what is there to fear?"

His father, Jin Chengyi, sighed, "Jin Sang, your current cultivation is not bad, and you also won the fourteenth good ranking in the last Xianmen Conference, but this Yu Yuanyi is really not an ordinary person! The person who can kill him must be even more difficult!"

Jin Chengsuo smiled slightly, "Father, no matter who the opponent is, I will defeat it with the peerless magic skill of our Great H Underworld!"

Jin Chengyi looked at his confident son and had no choice but to nod.

And a beautiful back appeared in Jin Chengsuo's mind.

The woman who impressed him at the last Xianmen Conference, will she still appear this time?

At the same time, in a very hidden valley.

The only female cultivator sect in the Hidden Immortal Sect, the pavilion master of the Moon Pavilion, Le Wushuang, also received the news.

Her face was a little solemn.

The Xianmen Conference is about to be held.

Something like this happened suddenly.

Nature makes things more variable.

After pondering for a moment, Le Wushuang ordered, "Go and ask Shu Ying'er to come here." ”

soon

The eldest disciple of Mochizuki Pavilion, Shu Ying'er arrived.

"Master!"

Le Wushuang looked at the woman below with a delicate face, but her eyes were slightly grim, and said in a deep voice: "The Immortal Gate Conference is about to be held, how are you preparing?"

"Back to Master, I have been practicing very diligently recently, and I just feel that I have made progress again. Shu Yinger said quite smugly.

Le Wushuang nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, it's up to you this time, remember to be careful, because this year's Immortal Gate Conference shouldn't be so simple!"

Shu Ying'er's face was happy, "Yes!"

With that, Shu Yinger slowly retreated.

When they got out of the hall, a few junior sisters came over and said very earnestly.

"Senior Sister, are you going to attend the Immortal Gate Conference again this time?"

Shu Ying'er nodded proudly.

"Then take us with you!!" The junior sisters began to beg.

Shu Ying'er sneered and said, "Do you think this is going to play? At the very least, you also need the cultivation of heaven and man, which of you has it?"

One sentence made these women all shut their mouths.

But after a while, someone whispered: "Then why did you take that person with you at the last Xianmen Conference?"

Syllable.

Shu Ying'er slapped the speaker and flew out.

"Didn't you hear what I said, did you? If anyone mentions that waste in front of me in the future, I'll pick your skin!" Shu Ying'er said with compassion.

"Yes!" the women were all silent, afraid to speak.

Wait for Shu Ying'er to go away.

Only then did these people whisper with some dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, what a snob, when that person first entered our pavilion, she saw that the master valued him very much, and he also circled around people all day long, but now he is a rubbish!"

"Who's to say no, didn't you see that the bracelet she was wearing was the same person?"

"Hehe! If you want to blame, you can only blame that person has a bad life and excellent qualifications, but he can't practice as a result. ”

While the women were talking, a woman with a broom in her hand slowly walked through the square in front of the main hall with her head down.

The men looked at each other, then smiled disdainfully and dispersed.

The woman swept the floor slowly, her slightly disheveled hair falling down, obscuring her face.