It is now the end of winter and early autumn, and two months later is the beginning of summer, that is, the day of today's conference, when all the young masters of Beihai will rush to this feast, at this moment, I believe everyone is actively preparing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not just Li Molan, everyone knows that the descendant of the Beihai Sword Immortal is extremely talented in cultivation, and there are super geniuses like the Daomen Holy Maiden, Senior Brother of Qiu Mingshan, of course, other cultivators will not sit still, their diligence is no less than anyone else's, and for the Heaven Sacrifice Conference, many of them have been preparing for a long time.

Laziness is one of the biggest obstacles on the path of cultivation, but at this moment, the disciples on Qiuming Mountain are diligently cultivating day and night, which can easily remind Li Molan of a situation called the eve of the college entrance examination in his previous life, which looks a bit like a temporary cramming.

The breeze was blowing, and in early spring, the snow in the yard had completely melted, revealing the clean ground below.

Li Molan pushed open the door, and there was some tiredness between her eyebrows.

He had been meditating all night last night, and there were countless sword lights and sword shadows flickering in his heart, which was to use two minds, so he was already very tired, and he was not as refreshed after meditating as he used to be.

However, his eyes were now bright.

The reason for the overnight practice was that he was only a layer of window paper left in the middle of that most crucial peak realm.

One night later, the window paper was punctured.

Li Molan finally entered the middle stage of the peak of the peak, which is equivalent to the middle stage of the dragon's eye realm of cultivators, of course, with the capital to show his style at the Heaven Sacrifice Conference, he can even try to hit the top ten of the conference in those days, and get the opportunity to comprehend the Heavenly Dao in front of the heavens.

It took Li Molan more than a year to go from the early to the middle stage of the peak realm, which was much faster than the early to middle stage of the cultivator's dragon eye realm, which was naturally an unbelievable thing, but the cultivation speed of martial arts was originally faster than that of cultivators, but the first to ninth grades in the early stage seemed to be relatively slow, otherwise why would martial arts cultivation have so much shorter lifespan than cultivators?

Yawning, he walked to the door of the courtyard.

There were several notes and letters tucked between the courtyard gates.

Most of these letters came from the Shiquan Division, since that day the sword demon Yan Xinxuan lost to Li Molan, the attitude of the Shiquan Division towards Li Molan has changed a lot, and there are even many senior young masters of Qiu Mingshan who invited Li Molan to learn kendo, clearly regarding them as characters of the same level.

In this regard, of course Li Moran doesn't mind, he argues with other masters during the day, and practices alone in the house at night, of course, his cultivation progresses very quickly, but the day of epiphany has never come, maybe it is just a chance, a short opportunity, in this regard, Li Moran thinks that only Tianyan can give him this possibility.

If he still can't enter the realm of enlightenment after reading the Daomen's True Dao Secret Scriptures, then how can he be willing?

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In the late spring season, at the gate of Qiuming Mountain, a large number of Qiuming Mountain disciples gathered here, their clothes were very clean and neat, and the weapons hanging on their waists were flashing with the cold light of autumn water, looking like an army.

There is still a month left before the festival at the beginning of summer, and the disciples of Mt. Akina must set off early.

Although the Heaven Sacrifice Conference was jointly organized by the Wang He family and the Yongzhou Ye family of Ye Luo Zhiqiu, in order to go up to register in advance, all the young masters who participated in the Heaven Sacrifice Conference must go to the legendary Heavenly Tomb early, as for the way to go to the Heavenly Tomb, it is naturally that the Eight Immortals have crossed the sea to show their magical powers, for example, the Netherworld Immortals of the three major sects will choose to use their own small world to take their disciples there, and the rest of the sects, such as the family disciples of the Wang He family, will choose to go there by boat, and young masters such as Wang Zijian will choose to cross the sea directly。

To be precise, the Celestial Tomb is actually an island, an island that is extremely mysterious in the eastern waters of the North Sea, shrouded in clouds and mist.

There, the clouds of the Nine Heavens hung low, and the weather was not like a mortal scene.

And the eye of heaven is indeed an eye.

No one knows how the Eye of Heaven was born, but it seems to have been there from the beginning, overlooking the heavens and the earth.

Thousands of years ago, a powerful Nether Immortal passed by and tried to take the Celestial Eye away.

However, this powerful eyeball seemed to have its own soul, and it was blessed by the Heavenly Dao, and no one could forcibly take it away at all, and the powerful Netherworld Immortal fell there by itself.

Since then, Tianyan has become a taboo existence, and no one dares to be greedy for it anymore.

For thousands of years, people have finally figured out a doorway to the Heavenly Eye, that is, young people in the Netherworld can sense the rules of heaven and earth by feeling in front of the Heavenly Eye, and find a way to the Netherworld.

The most common and most popular saying for the Heavenly Eye is that the Heavenly Eye is the eye of the entire Dao Domain, and the rules of the Heavenly Dao overlook all beings through the Heavenly Eye, looking for potential cultivators, so that they have the possibility of becoming Netherworld Immortals.

This statement has been scoffed at by many people, but it is still widely circulated in the world.

And those who are really the strongest, those Nether Immortals, have remained silent about this rumor, not because they feel that this matter needs not be ignored, but because they don't know the answer either.

It's just that the eye of heaven is really useless for the old people, so this led to the birth of the Sacrifice to the Heavens, and those who are almost decaying have vowed to make the Sacrifice to the Heavens Conference a cradle that breeds the strong people of the North Sea, which also ensures the absolute fairness of the Sacrifice to the Heavens.

But how can it not be dead?

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The sunlight passed through the dappled shadows of the trees in the mountains and fell to the ground like ten thousand coins.

On the mountain road, Lu Qingfeng, the head of Qiuming Mountain, walked all the way down the mountain road, stepped on the stone steps and walked down, just a few random steps, and actually shrunk into inches, and came to the foot of the mountain lightly.

Looking at this scene, many disciples of Qiu Ming Mountain sighed in their hearts the strength of the leader.

Chen Bufan on the side of the mountain road had a faint smile in his eyes.

He Xingge's expression was very calm.

Lu Yu rubbed the Canglan Bow in his hand, looking a little excited.

The festival is coming, who can not be excited and nervous?

Li Molan quietly looked at the undulating mountains next to Qiuming Mountain, and there was no emotion between his eyebrows, but he also had some nervousness in his heart.

He turned his head to look at Lu Qingfeng, only to see that when the other party waved his hand, nearly a hundred disciples of Qiu Ming Mountain had disappeared out of thin air, and then he remembered that the other party was also a Netherworld Immortal with his own small world.

"Let's go, master. Chen Bufan smiled slightly.

The head of Akinayama nodded with a smile.

Flying off the ground is something that only the Netherworld Immortal can do, Lu Qingfeng flew off the ground, and then did not make any moves, Li Molan and the four of them actually flew into the sky with him, looking like four swimming fish in the sea.

"Let's go east. Lu Qingfeng, the head of Qiuming Mountain, who had white hair, said with a smile.

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On the edge of the coastline on the eastern shore of the North Sea is a stretch of white sand.

There is a wharf not far away, and countless workers from the Wang He family and the Yongzhou Ye family are busy preparing supplies on the wharf, and transporting all these materials to a very large sea ship.

Ye Luo Zhiqiu, one of the six great Nether Immortals of the North Sea, looked at all this with a calm gaze.

A young man in black clothes and a black iron sword stood beside him.

"Aren't you going together?" Ye Luo asked.

To be able to make Ye Luo Zhiqiu, one of the six great Netherworld Immortals in the North Sea, ask this sentence, anyone should feel extremely honored.

The young man shook his head, not feeling how honorable it was to be asked by Ye Luo Zhiqiu.

He said lightly: "I'm used to walking alone. ”

With that, the young man calmly walked forward.

His pace grew faster and faster, leaving one deep footprint after another on the sand.

Soon he galloped, and his whole body rushed into the sea like an arrow off the string.

Treading water, every step of the lotus, dressed in black and disappearing with him at the end of the horizon.

"Got used to it?"

Ye Luo looked at his back engraved in the backlight, and muttered this sentence repeatedly, with some dimness between his eyebrows. (To be continued.) )