In the fairy palace, in the hall of the spirit card, the elder on duty was closing his eyes to recuperate, and suddenly a wind blew into the hall, and the pieces of forbidden spirit cards disappeared from the light, and there was a brighter spirit card among them, which was directly shattered.

"That's going to be the case."

The elder on duty opened his eyes, unable to believe what was happening in front of him, and with sadness and anger, he got up and sounded the death knell hanging in the temple.

The sound of the bell spread throughout the Immortal Palace, and it also spread throughout the entire cultivation world with the wind.

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In the early morning of the Qingshan Palace, the disciples who guarded the gate were dozing, and suddenly felt a black wind blowing, hurriedly opened their eyes, looked around, and found that there was a long package wrapped in black cloth at the gate of the mountain.

The disciple of the gate carefully walked towards the package, secretly operated the spiritual power, and took out a spirit stone in his hand, as long as the situation was not right, pinching this spirit stone, it would cause fluctuations, so that the upper echelons of the hall would know.

Getting closer and closer to the package, when he reached the range of the spiritual power perception of the disciple guarding the door, he immediately used his spiritual power to detect the object in the package, and found that it was a living person.

Immediately opened the package, it was the long-missing junior sister, unconscious, the disciple who guarded the door quickly picked up the junior sister and ran towards the mountain gate......

At a chain restaurant in the city, a few loose editors discuss recent events.

"I heard that dozens of disciples and an elder of the Asgard Palace are all dead."

"You just know, I have even more exciting news, saying that this time the matter is related to Qingshan Palace, and the Immortal Palace is already contacting other sects, preparing to deal with Qingshan Hall at the Lingchi Conference."

"Alas, it's a pity, the disciples of the Immortal Palace are all so young and beautiful, and the elders are even more mature and attractive, it's a pity to die like this."

"Look at your unproductive appearance, what you think about all day long."

"Hey, you're still talking about me, don't you want to?"

"Oh, of course I do."

"That's right, eat wine, eat wine."

"Come, do, by the way, I heard that the current affairs reporter of this house has changed, and it is said that it is not small."

"It doesn't matter what he comes from, it has nothing to do with us little people."

"That's right, come on, keep drinking."

"Okay."

This kind of dialogue is not uncommon in this area, and most of the casual cultivators' lives are free, and their nature of loving to watch others be lively will not be alleviated by the difficulty of cultivation.

With a soothing music, a beautiful woman in dark white clothes, a long ponytail, and a literary temperament walked out of the backstage, with an inexplicable melancholy in her eyes, which made people feel the urge to comfort and pity.

"Today's Current Affairs......

The melancholy woman didn't say anything to introduce herself, she went straight to today's topic at the beginning, her business level was very strong, and she also had a personal opinion when she reported current affairs, which amazed the scattered cultivators present for a while.

An hour later, the melancholy woman bowed to the casual cultivators present and went back to the backstage, while the casual cultivators were still in the middle of what they had just told and had not yet returned to their senses.

Back-office operations.

The melancholy woman wrote the registration form and was about to leave, when a white-haired old man who looked dressed as the steward of the place suddenly stopped the melancholy woman.

"Lin Yun, your mental state has not been very good recently, if you are tired, you can rest, the master of the house and the housewife arranged you to be an old slave, just worried about your body."

That's right, this melancholy woman is Bai Linyun, and she has been depressed since the events of that day.

"Grandpa Zhong, I'm fine, don't you worry, don't you see that I look good at my smile."

As he spoke, Bai Linyun raised a smile and revealed the neat white teeth inside.

But such a strong smile can hide from this Zhong Lao's eyes, he sighed, it is not easy to say anything, he can only tell Bai Linyun to pay more attention to his body.

After finishing speaking, he left, and Zhong Lao was going to hold a meeting with the disciples sent by various sects to this place.

Bai Linyun watched Zhong Lao leave, put away his smile, changed back to his original sadness, and walked towards the exit.

Because his mind was elsewhere, Bai Linyun didn't pay attention to the road in front of him, and then collided with the oncoming person.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you're okay."

Li Huan looked at the girl rubbing her forehead in front of her, her sad and quiet temperament inexplicably hit a softness somewhere in Li Huan's heart.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Bai Linyun walked past Li Huan as he spoke, and left without looking up at Li Huan.

Li Huan froze in place, smelling the fragrance left by Bailinyun, and stared blankly at Bailinyun who was getting farther and farther away until he disappeared at the intersection.

"Silly boy, everyone is far away."

"Uh, master, you're really ruining the atmosphere."

Li Huan looked at Xin Lao who appeared next to him with disgust, he hadn't seen him for a long time, Xin Lao actually had a body.

"Heh, the old man thought that you were not interested in girls, and he was going to recommend a few pure yang exercises to you."

"Master, don't bury me, I found out that you have been very fond of making fun of me since you recovered your body, or you should go back to the ancient ring and stay."

"Okay, okay, the old man went back to the ancient ring to rest first, but I advise you for the teacher, that girl has an extraordinary family background, if you have ideas, you must prepare well for this trip to the spirit pool, and then you will have the confidence to compete for the title of the twelve generals."

When Xin Lao returned to the ancient ring, he specially instructed Li Huandao.

"I know the master, you don't tell me less than ten times a day."

Li Huan said helplessly.

"Hmph, just remember."

Xin Lao said in a dissatisfied tone, then turned into smoke and floated back to the ancient ring, fortunately, there was no one on the road at this point, otherwise he would be scared to death when he saw this scene.

Li Huan touched the ancient ring on his hand and walked towards the conference room, he knew very well that the disciples of all the sects sent here this time were all here to prepare for the trip to the spirit pool, who called this pool Tiancheng has a relationship with the spirit pool, and every year the spirit clan will release the last two spirit pool orders for the entire cultivation world here.

I heard that this is a rule handed down by the Spirit Clan in order to thank a powerful cultivator who once protected them.

However, what their group of great sect disciples were fighting for was not these two Spirit Pool Orders, they were fighting for the championship of the Spirit Clan's cultivator under the age of twenty who had warmed up here.

This competition is actually specially held by the Spirit Race in order to understand the young talents of today, and the purpose is of course to win over some children of the family who are loose or unsatisfactory, protect their safety of the Spirit Race, and cultivate their strength in the Human Race, which is conducive to the development of their race.

Of course, Li Huan didn't care about this, his goal was only to be the champion, so that he could directly obtain the qualification to travel in the spirit pool, and he didn't need the spirit pool order.

This is also the goal of the disciples of the major sects who came here.

Li Huan collected his thoughts, got up and went to the conference room, and at the gate, another person walked in, with a resolute face and a length of six feet three, it was Fang Wei.

"Brother Yan, I don't know if you will show up in the game."

Fang Wei muttered to himself and walked towards the conference room.

And outside the city mansion of Tianchi City, there is this man and a woman, who exude a suitable aura, and there are this spiritual power light patterns circulating on their foreheads, and their appearance is almost the same as that of human beings, but their faces are as perfect as immortals.

"Sister, I hope we can choose someone with good talent this time."

"Brother, let this kind of thing be fate, I don't really like the decisions of the clan, human beings are not worthy of our dependence."

"Well, let's talk about it, let's go in first."

In this way, a man and a woman entered the City Lord's Mansion.