"Haha?????? Sure enough, there was a master who pointed out! I actually found out the subtleties of this sect's magic circle, and avoided it from afar! Good! Good! Okay! I will compare it this time!"

Suddenly, a loud daxiao sound came out, and more than a dozen cultivators on the already low outer mountains around them were snorting and panting!

"Wait for you to die!"

One of them roared angrily.

So the dozens of cultivators attacked, and their bodies were as fast as lightning, and they flashed to the ground.

"Use the Dao Talisman to hit it from afar!"

Less than a drink, everyone heard the words, they didn't dare to hide their secrets, and they sacrificed the talisman in their hands to the outside, and drank a bang!

The flame talisman exploded, and the bull-like fire ball roared upwards to meet the attacking cultivators.

"Ahh

"Ah, Haoshan Thirteen Eagles, Boss Hong Yan, how can it be good?"

"Hmph, are they all made of fine iron?"

"Kill!"

Hearing Hong Yan's loud shout, all the seven cultivators flocked up, surrounding three of the thirteen eagles of Haoshan Mountain in front of them, and the magic weapons and treasures flew up, and the three cultivators were very sick and had already broken away from their brigade. Suddenly, he was struck by it, and before he came back to his senses, he was already dead!

"Ahh

The next ten repairs will not change their speed, and they will attack quickly! Less than one repair will take advantage of the strength of the body, cover the other seven repairs, and besiege the three of them, and still attack with magic weapons and treasures. And that is not enough to be hunted by them with their own dharma body.

Before three moments, the third was restored to death. The eldest of them roared:

"Idea,!"

In a few breaths, the remaining seven cultivators of their place drove away one after another, and it was not enough to wait for one or eight repairs, but it hurt half a little!

After half an hour, they drove back to the clouds and hurried towards the elders of the Three Holy Mountains.

The three holy mountains of Interpretation, Taoism, and Confucianism each have a mountain peak and set up camp to wait. At this time, it was only a long time, and it was still early for the lucky returnees of the past, and the elders were idle and bored, so they gambled as in the past. The time for the return of the three primary disciples of Bona. The number of surviving people and so on. The old monk of the Buddha Gate smiled and chanted, and said that the elder of the Taoist Gate said:

"Ru Daomen has won the lottery many times, but we wait for the release and Confucianism to have a bad chance!

"Hmph! This time, there is no chance for you to wait! This time, the thirteen eagles of Haoshan have entered our door, and the odds of winning have greatly increased??????!

The elder of that gate, Daxiao.

The four elders of the Buddha Sect and the Confucian Sect have unkind faces, so why are they afraid that this time they may have fewer chances of winning than in the past!

So they played against each other during the day. or sealing exercises. Or explore the maze of cultivation. this day. When the old monk was napping, he suddenly said loudly:

"Master, the first batch of eight cultivators of the first line of my Buddhism Sect will come first!"

"Hmm!"

The old monk was stunned at first. Then he jumped up, looked left and right for a long time, and suddenly said:

"It wasn't a dream! haha?????? The old man finally dialed a lottery head!hahahaha??????"

The two peaks of the Three Holy Gates and Confucianism suddenly fell silent, and the elders who led the team glanced at each other, and suddenly said in unison:

"Could it be that you are really a bald donkey? No way! No way! Come on, go check it again!"

"Seven Elders, it is true that the eight cultivators of the first line of Buddhism came first!"

"Are they sure they got the demon pill?"

"Indeed!"

"Is it really a fourth-level demon pill?"

"Just now the Buddha Sect came to report, and the one who succeeded in their new disciples was a fifth-level demon pill!"

"Level five?"

The elder was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted:

"No! It's impossible! They are just in the realm of gathering knowledge, how can they get their hands on the high-level demon pill! Impossible! They must be lazy and trick me! Check it again!"

"Seventh Elder, the one who succeeds in them is indeed a fifth-level demon pill!"

The seven elders' stirred hearts were quiet for a while, sighed, and drove the clouds to look at one of the peaks of the Buddha Gate over there.

"Hehehe?????? Is the seventh brother here to cash out the gambling money?"

"Hmph, when did Poor Dao ever play tricks! It's just that after a few months, some of them have returned with cultivation, and it's the first time in hundreds of years! Poor Dao is quite curious, can you ask the disciples who come to return to tell me one or two?"

“hahahaha?????? Niubi, this time the Buddhism has won, but you and other Taoist doors are broken!ahhaha??????"

Suddenly, a high-pitched laugh came, but it was the voice of the Confucian master surnamed Wu gloating.

It seems that no disciples from the Confucian Sect have arrived this time, but why are you so excited?"

"Haha, it's just that the people who are watching Zhuer and others are aggrieved, and my heart is open??????!

"You wait for Confucianism to have a humble heirloom, how can you have such a vulgar cultivator?"

"We have always been humble, but we are not prosperous in the Dao Sect of You!

"You are so unreasonable!"

"Why do you two have such a dispute! How about entering my residence and having a glass of wine?

The number of cultivators entered a large hall where the Dharma Weapon of Buddhism evolved with a cold face, and sat down according to the guest and host. Some novices served fruit and vegetarian food. Although the door and the number of Confucian cultivators are harmonious on the surface, they can hardly hide their annoyance for a while.

"This time, I don't know where the talented people in the Buddhist Gate worshiped the mountain gate as a disciple, and they actually got the fifth-level demon pill!"

"Hehehe! There is almost no growth under the door, it is the first credit this time, it is pure luck! Hehehe, it is pure luck!"

"It's just the old bald hypocrisy! If you succeed, you will succeed, why do you want to cover it up like this?"

"Hehehe??????"

The old monk was not angry, but just like before, he was happy to drink tea and eat fruits. That Dao and Confucianism are very annoyed when they look at this state, and they are helpless!

After a while, it was not enough for the eight cultivators to straighten out their clothes, dress neatly, and go out to pay homage to the three holy sects of Buddha, Dao, and Confucianism.

"Who are you going to do and make this great achievement?"

The Seventh Elder of the Gate said loudly.

"It's Senior Brother Hong Yan!"

Enough to take a step forward and said respectfully.

"Hong Yan is out of the ranks!"

The master surnamed Wu of the Confucian sect said coldly.

Hong Yan came out in response, raised his hand and saluted, and lined aside.

"Well, it's true that the realm of gathering knowledge is right! How can such a low-level cultivation be hunted even by a fifth-level demon pill? Could it be that the current demon beast is so easy to deal with?"

He didn't pay attention to it, but waited quietly for the old monk of Buddhism to speak.

"Tell me about the hunting of demon beasts!"

The old monk said indifferently, a faction of elders.

So Na Hongyan carefully explained the cause and effect of hunting the demon beast before. The crowd was surprised that they would set up a magic circle if they didn't hear enough.

"It's a pity that the talent of the Dharma Circle is actually cheaper than the thief of the Buddhist Sect!"

The cultivation of that gate secretly slandered to himself. And the old monk of Buddhism suddenly couldn't close his mouth. (To be continued......)