Xia Qingyang didn't expect that the three families of Wenxinmen, Sixiang Sect, and Baifeng Valley would rather give up their disciples and elders than pay a "ransom" to the Guiyi faction.

However, among the four, the only one who didn't dare to be careless was probably Hua Yan Shenjun.

Hua Yan Shenjun returned to the Huoyun Sect through the teleportation array on the same day, took care of all the treasures and resources required in the peace book, and sent them all to the Guiyi faction early the next morning.

The news of the return of the Wan Qi Divine Monarch greatly shocked the cultivation realm.

Almost overnight, all the hottest topics in teahouses and post stations became news that the four major factions had been captured.

In the past few hundred years, the four major schools have been so majestic. As a result, Wan Qi Shenjun was angry, and he didn't want to be low and small.

Everyone was curious if the Guiyi faction would participate in this year's Ask Immortals Conference.

"Ask the Immortal Assembly?" Xia Qingyang raised his eyes and looked at Hao Si Zhenjun.

"Yes. In a month, it will be the Ask Immortal Conference, and the number of applicants may not be enough. Speaking of this, Hao Si Zhenjun felt a little guilty and couldn't raise his head.

The Immortal Asking Conference is a grand ceremony once every hundred years in the cultivation world.

Each participating Xiuzhen sect should take out at least five treasures and add them to the treasure house of the conference for the disciples to compete for. At the same time, the number of applicants must not be less than 300 to participate.

The Guiyi faction was already small, and after being surrounded and killed by most of the four major sects, the total number of disciples of the inner and outer sects was less than two hundred. Therefore, it can be said that I am not even qualified to apply.

But Hao Si Zhenjun is not reconciled.

This meeting has lasted for thousands of years. On the surface, it is a platform for monks to learn from each other, but in fact, it is also an important means to divide resources and maintain the stability of the cultivation world.

The various sects reached a consensus thousands of years ago. The sect that grabs the most treasures in the conference will be able to obtain the most public resources in the next 100 years.

The "public resources" mentioned here include, but are not limited to, all public spiritual vein resources, the number of people entering the major secret realms, and so on.

Failure to participate in the General Assembly would be tantamount to voluntarily giving up those resources.

That's a hundred years.

The Guiyi Sect has just been hit hard, and although the Ancestor has returned, the foundation of a sect has never been one or two powerful monks. Without the resources for the next hundred years, it will be difficult for the Unification faction to rise again.

Xia Qingyang listened and asked him what treasures the various sects had handed over so far.

Hao Si Zhenjun said that he would go back to inquire.

Xia Qingyang snorted: "You can sign up for the Immortal Conference as usual." You don't have to worry about the number of attendees. ”

"Huh?" Hao Si Zhenjun raised his head, not understanding what Xia Qingyang meant.

However, Xia Qingyang didn't explain to him, and instead asked him if the ransom sent by Hua Yan Shenjun had been counted.

"The treasures and pills written in the book of discussion and peace are all in this bag." Hao Si Zhenjun offered it with both hands, "In addition, the output of the two top-grade spirit stone veins, they will regularly send them to the Guiyi faction. The twenty-headed spirit beast mount and the three-headed divine beast mount have also been raised in the back mountain. Would you like to check it out now? ”

"Not yet." Xia Qingyang put away the Qiankun bag and got up, "I'm going to retreat for a few days, don't bother if you have nothing to do." ”

"Master."

Hao Si Zhenjun hurriedly called her, "You just said that I don't have to worry about the number of participants, what ......do you mean?"

"Literally." Xia Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, did not look back, and showed a slight smile on his face, "Next, if someone claims to be my friend and comes to visit, remember the courtesy." ”

-

Right now, there are still a few days before the submission date of the True Fire Xuandan, and Xia Qingyang is not in a hurry to hand over the task.

Because she knew that most of the tasks were waiting for them, she planned to put it off until the deadline.

Back in the room, Xia Qingyang sat cross-legged on the futon as usual.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she opened up a space to isolate exploration, and then took out "Sword Science" from her arms and turned to the last chapter of the Sword Law World.

In the past few days, whenever she has free time, she sits down to learn the sword technique.

In the world of this knife method, it is easy to say, but it is also difficult to say.

Simple, it is completely in accordance with Xia Qingyang's idea of creating knife techniques. The first time Xia Qingyang saw it, he felt a strong sense of familiarity and affinity.

The difficulty is that she can't do actual combat exercises.

The power of faith in the world of sword magic is extremely expensive, and she does not casually carry the knife to practice. Therefore, we can only comprehend the mystery of [the world] over and over again in our hearts like this—

Speaking of the power of faith.

Daojun announced his retreat a few days ago. It was almost when Xia Qingyang first came to this world.

In the void now, there is a huge cocoon room that is entwined with silk, and Xia Qingyang can feel that the power of faith is frantically pouring into the cocoon.

Daojun was in the cocoon.

I still remember that in the past, Daojun complained to her more than once, saying that he was seriously injured and could not maintain his original body, so he could only show himself as a child.

But Xia Qingyang understands that Daojun has lost far more than his past appearance, but also his former strength.

He is the Heavenly Dao, the supreme being under the law. In his heyday, as the only and highest-ranking god in the entire Three Thousand Worlds, his divine power far exceeded the rules of the game at this time.

This retreat, according to Daojun, will not be able to restore its full prosperity.

But in order to prepare for the big battle with the rules of the game, he has to recover at least fifty percent.

Feeling that the power of faith was constantly draining, and the speed of replenishment was far less than the speed of draining, Xia Qingyang sighed slightly.

At the end of the day, she didn't do enough.

A few hundred years is still too short. She hasn't even walked through all the lower worlds, let alone the upper worlds.

I can expect the help of Sister Hongying on the other side of the magic tower. But the difference in the speed of time is here, and it will take some time to receive this power of faith.

All of a sudden, my hands became tight again.

-

Two days passed in peace.

That afternoon, Xia Qingyang came out of his meditation, slowly opened his eyes, and looked in one direction as if he had a feeling.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, there was a voice from outside that Hao Si Zhenjun asked to see him.

With a wave of her hand, she erased the space.

The next moment, she heard a voice that made her smile knowingly—

"Sister Yin, why do you say that this place is smaller than it looks on the screen, bare, and there are not a few trees planted. Don't those mortals who cultivate immortals say in the book that the immortals' caves have Lingquan Jiatian? ”

"Maybe it's because the people who used to live here didn't like the fancy decorations."

"But this place is obviously very suitable for putting a big pond and planting a few more water lilies......"

Xia Qingyang hooked the corners of his lips, slowly paced to the door, and looked out slightly, only to see that in the courtyard, Hao Si Zhenjun stood upright, looking like he was honestly waiting for the master to go out.

And right next to him, stood three people she was familiar with.