Chapter 767: Qingling Nebula

The Qingling Nebula, which is extremely far away from the Terrans.

If you look at this huge nebula from the void, you will find that there seems to be a hazy aura enveloping this star field. And at first glance, this hazy aura resembles a huge encircling yin and yang fish.

Compared to the huge Terran Nebula and Demon Nebula, the volume of this Qingling Nebula is not large. There are only seven star fields it contains.

These seven star fields form a spoon-shaped Big Dipper star array.

And these seven star fields are the Qingling Dao Sect that belongs to the three clans of the human race, the demon race, and the wood spirit clan.

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In fact, in addition to the seven star domains, the Qingling Dao Sect also had a separate fragment of a broken star field in the void. There is a tall mountain on this fragment of the starfield. The top of the mountain is cold, and the wind blows.

The top of the hill is flattened and there is a huge square. The square is boxy and has a square circle.

Now in the very center of the square, there is also an altar, and on the altar is the Nebula Teleportation Array of the Qingling Dao Sect.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the light of this quaint teleportation array shone brightly, and the entire altar trembled. After the little half-pillar incense, when the light dimmed, three more figures appeared out of thin air on the teleportation array.

On closer inspection, one of them was a young Taoist priest holding a dustbrush. There was also a handsome young man in a black robe, and the last one was a woman with a charming appearance.

The Taoist priest stood at the head, the handsome young man half a step behind him, and the woman in the last position.

Compared with the Taoist priest's calm and leisurely, the handsome young man's slight panting, this woman's chest rose and fell violently, and her face was even more pale, looking like she was consuming a lot.

And the next moment, the woman's eyes closed, her body weakened, and she fainted directly.

Seeing this, the handsome young man's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the woman's slender waist and stopped her in his arms.

Needless to say, these three people are Dongfang Mo, Tianyazi and Sun Ranyi.

This time the nebula teleportation was dozens of times longer than the teleportation time from the East Star Domain to the Black Rock Star Domain experienced by Dongfang Mo back then.

And in the process of teleportation, even with Tianyazi's help, he felt pressure.

If it weren't for the fact that he had broken through to the Xiaocheng realm before, I am afraid that his current state would not have been just a slight respite.

Tianyazi turned his head to look at Dongfang Mo and the two behind him, he seemed to have expected Sun Ranyi's embarrassment, but after seeing that Dongfang Mo was fine, the look of surprise flashed in this person's eyes.

Dongfang Mo didn't notice this person's expression, looking at Sun Ranyi, who had passed out in a coma, he slapped the Qiankun bag on his waist, and suddenly the sun rolled up and took this woman in.

Homeopathy, he also took a look at the Xue Junqiong girl in the Qiankun bag through mental induction. He noticed that the latter was also flushed and out of breath.

After all, through the Nebula Teleportation Array, even if this woman is in the Qiankun bag, the spatial fluctuations she is subject to are the same as his.

Thinking of this, he looked at the spirit insect mother body and the white monkey in the spirit beast bag through his mind.

I saw that the mother body of the spirit insect fell into a deep sleep, and there was no abnormality in the slightest.

The little white monkey jumped up and down even more, and when Dongfang Mo saw it, he pouted at him with a feeling, and even raised his chin and clasped his hands to his chest, making a proud gesture.

Dongfang Mo shook his head and withdrew his gaze.

"Little friend, we're here."

"It's finally here!" Dongfang Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

After the words fell, he looked around and found that the Nebula Teleportation Array of the Qingling Dao Sect was also extremely empty, and he couldn't even see a single figure.

And the octagonal formation under his feet, like the previous Terran teleportation array, looked dilapidated, which also confirmed Tianyazi's words before.

"Let's go, this round trip has taken several years, and the process is really long enough, now Poor Dao will arrange you first." At this time, Tianyazi said again.

"Okay, everything is at the mercy of the seniors." Dongfang Mo naturally has no opinion on this.

"Hahahaha, who am I, it turns out that Senior Brother Tianya. The junior brother left in a hurry a few years ago, why did he come back so soon now. Also, who is this junior? ”

At that moment, there was a burst of laughter. Listening to the voice, the person who spoke seemed to be a child.

But the strange thing is that the direction of this sound is from all directions, making it impossible to find the source.

Dongfang Mo's ears were so keen, he subconsciously looked in the direction on the right.

I saw that under the altar, there was a boulder the size of several zhang, shaped like a peach.

Although there was nothing on the boulder, he was sure that the sound had come from the boulder.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Senior Brother Xuanzhen."

At the same time, Tianyazi also turned his head to look at the boulder that Dongfang Mo was staring at.

"What a powerful psychic sense!"

As soon as this person's words fell, with a swoop, Dongfang Mo's eyes flashed with blue light, and a boy dressed in a Taoist robe, but only five or six years old, appeared in front of Dongfang Mo.

This boy has red lips and white teeth, his hair is coiled high, and a peach hairpin is inserted, and he looks very well-behaved. After this person appeared, he looked up at Dongfang Mo and kept looking around him.

Although this person seems to be a child, Dongfang Mo doesn't know that this person must be an old monster who has lived for an unknown amount of time.

Therefore, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately bowed: "Junior Dongfang Mo, I have seen my predecessors." ”

"How did you find me?"

After the boy stood still in front of Dongfang Mo, his little face was still surprised.

Hearing this, Tianyazi on the side looked at Dongfang Mo with a somewhat strange expression.

With the cultivation of the infant realm, it is really a bit appalling to discover the hidden skills of the monks of the Breaking Dao Realm.

However, before Dongfang Mo could speak, he took the lead and said: "Hehe, Senior Brother Xuanzhen, this son is a person appointed by the sect master, so don't embarrass him." To tell you the truth, this time the poor road left specifically for this son. ”

"Oh?" The boy who was called Xuanzhen by Tianyazi looked at Dongfang Mo and was even more surprised. I don't know why he was able to get in touch with the sect master of the Qingling Dao Sect, or if there was some secret in Dongfang Mo.

"By the way, Poor Dao has been away for a few years this time, how is the matter of the Holy Son contesting?" At this time, Tianyazi asked again.

"Still dragging." The boy came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze from Dongfang Mo and said.

"I see, but I think it's going to be started soon." Tianyazi glanced at Dongfang Mo without a trace, and smiled meaningfully.

"If it's as expected by my brother, this junior should also come to participate in the competition for the Holy Son." Tong Zi Dao.

"Senior brother has good eyesight." Tianyazi nodded.

"Listening to the words of the junior brother just now, this time I made a special trip for this son, and this son is the sect master, his old man's handpick, it seems that this junior's identity is a little special." The boy smiled, and it was not difficult to hear the meaning of temptation in his words.

"That's true, but if Senior Brother wants to understand, it will definitely be clear in the future. This time, the junior brother said goodbye first, and there are still many things to be dealt with. ”

As soon as Tianyazi shook off the dust, he walked under the altar, unwilling to explain to the boy.

Dongfang Mo arched his hand, and left with Tianyazi's farewell.

At this point, only the boy was left in the same place.

After watching the figures of Tianyazi and Dongfang Mo break through the air, this person did not get angry, but touched his chin with his small hand.

"There are quite a few interesting juniors in the human race this time, including the female baby with the body of the sword spirit, and the cultivator of the Blood Yuan Divine Skill. Although this kid can't see anything famous for a while, this person's spiritual sense is too terrifying, and he should have two brushes for this alone. Maybe this time the Holy Son of the Green Spirit may really fall on the head of the human race. ”

With that, he appeared on the boulder. And as he sat cross-legged, his figure gradually hidden.

"Although Xiaoyou's identity is a little special, but this time to participate in the Holy Son Competition, according to the usual practice, Poor Dao still arranged you among all the participants, just waiting for the start of the competition."

When galloping all the way, I only heard Tianyazi say.

Although Dongfang Mo didn't seem to have any dissatisfaction on the surface, he thought in his heart that no matter how he said it, he was also the owner of one of the three major spiritual roots of the Mixed Yuan, and he was also the person who was personally ordered by the sect master of the Qingling Dao Sect, so he should have a little privilege anyway, but it was naturally impossible for him to say this kind of thing, so he even claimed that it was.

In this way, he followed Tianyazi for a short time, and the two of them came to a teleportation array again and stepped on it.

Dongfang Mo had already understood this, and the destination they were going to teleport to this time was the Shaking Light Star Domain of the Qingling Dao Sect, which was also the last one on the seven star fields.

The Holy Son Contest was also held in the Shaking Light Star Field.

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A month later, Dongfang Mo was already sitting in a quaint cave.

The place where he is now is called Thousand Cliff Mountain. Everyone who participated in the competition for the Holy Son would be arranged here by the Qingling Dao Sect and assigned a separate cave mansion, and he was naturally no exception.

The competition for the Holy Son has dragged on for decades, and the monks of various races in Qianya Mountain don't know how many people have gathered.

But at this moment, opposite him, there was a monk in a green robe wearing a mask sitting opposite him.

The mask on the green robe's face was like an old bark, so tightly that even his eyes and mouth were obscured, and his face could not be seen at all.

"Dongfang Daoist friends have only arrived at the Qingling Dao Sect in the past few days, and they are really late enough, aren't they afraid of missing the opening of the day of the Holy Son Competition."

At this time, the green-robed monk looked at Dongfang Mo and said.

"Hehe, this depends on personal fate, and it's no wonder who misses it. But after more than 20 years of coming, hasn't the competition for the Holy Son begun? Dongfang Mo smiled slightly.

From his words, it is not difficult to hear that this green-robed monk is also one of the people who will participate in the competition for the Holy Son. Moreover, he also knew that this person was from the Wood Spirit Clan, and his cultivation was generally in the late stage of the Infant Transformation Realm.

Because the two of them were adjacent to each other, Dongfang Mo took the initiative to come to visit, just to understand something he didn't know.

"That's true, but there are still people who came down earlier than they are still waiting. I really don't know why this competition for the Holy Son started so late. The green-robed monk smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry, it seems to me that it will be on soon." Dongfang Mo smiled slightly.

"I hope so." The green-robed monk naturally couldn't hear what he was referring to, but just nodded.

"By the way, Daoist friends have mentioned before that there are as many as 100,000 people participating in the competition for the Holy Son of the Green Spirit this time, is this really the case?" Dongfang Mo changed his words.

"Not bad." The green-robed monk did not deny it, and then he continued to speak:

"In the previous Holy Son competition, although the Qingling Dao Sect would tell the world, except for the people of this sect, the people of the three clans together could not support tens of thousands. This time, because it had been delayed for too long, many people heard the news, and even the Daoists who had spent decades crossing from the void were not a few. After all, not everyone is qualified to use the Nebula Teleportation Array like Dongfang Daoyou. ”

At the end of the words, there was a hint of joking in this person's tone.

Dongfang Mo's eyelids jumped, before he inadvertently said that he had used the Nebula Teleportation Array to teleport from, which made the person in front of him couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

After a little inquiry, he learned that the vast majority of the people who participated in the Holy Son Contest this time had spent a long time crossing from the void. Although there are people like him who are directly teleported, all of them have some status, so this person also guessed that his status among the human race must not be low.

"This contest for the Holy Son is definitely more dangerous than ever. After all, after such a long delay, there are definitely many top-notch people among the three clans, and there are even many Infant Transformation Realm cultivators among them, but their strength is not inferior to that of the Wandering Realm. ”

The green-robed monk said again.

"It's conceivable." Dongfang Mo nodded thoughtfully.

At the same time, he also estimated what position his strength should rank among these people. Although he is confident in himself, it is self-evident how difficult it is to stand out from hundreds of thousands of people.

And for this kind of thing where monks of the same rank get together and decide the winner, in addition to the blood refining of life and death back then, this is the second time he has experienced it.

At this moment, I heard the green-robed monk continue:

"Not to mention anything else, there is one of the youngest descendants of the Silver Thunder Demon King in the Demon Clan, and this person has the most powerful bloodline of the Silver Thunder Clan, the innate Thunder Spirit Body. There is also a nine-tailed fox clan, and it is said that an eight-tailed woman appeared in shock. In addition, as the strongest clan in the demon clan, there is also a rumor in the Jin Jiao clan that there is a genius who has not been encountered in a thousand years. It's just these people, just take out one at random, and they are definitely able to overwhelm the existence of the same level. ”

"In my Wood Spirit Clan, any of the five major clans are capable of being an enemy, and even killing a Divine Journey Realm monk is not a problem."

"As for the words of your human race, I believe that even if you don't say it below, Dongfang Daoist friends will know better than below."

"Of course, these are all extraordinary strengths on the surface. I don't know how many of these characters are hidden, after all, every time the Holy Son of Qingling competes, it is not uncommon to kill dark horses. The most famous is now one of the two great holy sons in the Qingling Dao Sect, the Holy Son of the Dragon, this person was unknown back then, but in the end, he defeated countless opponents and had the last laugh. ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo nodded, and after inquiring about these limelight figures from the mouth of the green-robed monk in detail, he spoke:

"By the way, because I haven't carefully studied the matter of the Holy Son Contest in the past, I don't know how this Holy Son Contest is carried out."

"Hehe, there are actually various ways, among which the strength of the fight is the most common and indispensable. Two against each other, or even group battles. Of course, there are some more gentle ways, such as relying on their own strength, passing through some levels arranged by the Qingling Dao Sect, and finally passing through layers of selection and entering the next few rounds of competition, in short, there are subtle differences every time, and Dongfang Daoists will know when the time comes. ”

Dongfang Mo thought about it secretly, this sounded similar to the way Taiyi Dao Palace selected inner disciples back then.

And the discussion between him and the green-robed monk was most of the day's work.

"When...... While...... When ......"

At a certain moment, just when Dongfang Mo was still about to ask something in detail, a continuous thick bell suddenly came.

For just a moment, the two looked up at each other, and their faces changed.