Chapter 439: Preparation
There was an old man waiting anxiously outside the Zimo Cave Mansion.
"Why hasn't this kid come out of retreat for so long, it's only more than ten days away from the Hundred Sects War, and if he doesn't come out, he'll miss it."
The old man is Baili Chunqiu, and he has been back and forth three times in this month, but his apprentice still has no sign of leaving the customs.
At this moment, two figures flew towards here, and Baili Chunqiu raised his head and said with a smile: "Ning Chen, Zi Chan, why are you two here too."
Zi Cicada fell from the flying sword, holding Baili Chunqiu's arm and grinning: "Master, when will my brother come out, he has been in it and is not panicking."
Baili Chunqiu laughed, "I don't know about your master!"
"It is precisely because he has been cultivating so hard and by chance that he has achieved what he is today, and you need to learn more from your brother in this regard."
Zi Chan flattened his mouth, "When will it be a head if you continue to cultivate like this!"
"Cultivation is endless, endless!"
Baili Chunqiu shook his head and sighed, once he thought that the Shattered Realm was likely to be the pinnacle of cultivation, but then he heard that there was still a layer of realm above, and now the two living Tianyi Realm cultivators were staying in their Sword Sect.
In the past half a year, he has chatted a lot with Yue Wuya in his spare time, and he also knows that there is a fairyland on top of the Tianyi Realm, and as for the higher realm, Yue Wuya doesn't know what it's called, but there must be.
At this time, Xue Ningchen said softly, "I've seen the Great Elder!"
Baili Chunqiu smiled and nodded, and found that Xue Ningchen had entered the spirit infant stage, and secretly sighed that this woman's talent was also quite good.
Now there are two more people, and he doesn't feel bored, especially Zicicada has been chattering, and from time to time he also releases the little soul beast to play, making the outside of Zimo Cave Mansion messy.
Three hours later, Zi Cicada was sitting on the branch of a big tree in a daze, when he heard Baili Chunqiu below whispering, "It's finally coming out."
When the words fell, Xue Ningchen, who was meditating with her eyes closed, also opened her eyes, and a trace of joy flashed in her eyes.
The door of Zimo Cave Mansion slowly opened, and he stretched out for a long time, then raised his hand to block the glare of the sun.
"How long have you waited?"
Zimo saw the three people outside the cave and smiled.
Zi Cicada rushed to Zimo's side with a thud, shook his arm and said coquettishly, "Brother, why have you been in retreat for so long, if you don't come out, we will break in."
Zimo knocked Zi Chan's head, "That's not good, in case I'm practicing magic, it's not fun to go crazy."
Sticking out his tongue, Zi Chan grimaced at Zi Mo.
For his sister, Zimo is also helpless, it stands to reason that she is in her thirties, and her temper is still like a child.
But Zimo hopes that she will always be like this, and she will never grow up.
Glancing at Xue Ningchen, Zimo smiled slightly, then he looked at Baili Chunqiu and asked, "Master, how long is it until the Battle of the Hundred Sects?"
Baili Chunqiu flicked his sleeves and smiled lightly: "There are still twelve days, fortunately your kid is out of the customs, otherwise I really won't be able to catch up."
"That's good, it would be a shame to miss it. Is everything ready for the sect?"
Zimo walked to Baili Chunqiu's side, calmly looked at the sea of clouds in the distance, and said softly.
"All ready, this time we have sent a total of two hundred and twenty disciples to participate, and most of their cultivation is in the spirit infancy stage and the early stage of leaving the soul realm. As for the disciples in the middle stage of the Soul Realm, there are only more than 20 people, and there are only 10 disciples in the late stage and peak of the Soul Realm."
Speaking of this, Baili Chunqiu paused, with anticipation on his face, "For the disciples in the spirit infancy stage and the early stage of leaving the soul realm, it is just for them to see the world, if you want to achieve good results, it still depends on the thirty or so people in the middle and late stages of your soul realm, as for the first, the master is counting on you."
Zimo nodded with a smile and said, "Do your best, first I will try my best, as for whether I can get it, I don't count, it depends on the will of God, just hope."
Master, don't be disappointed."
Baili Chunqiu couldn't hide a smile on his face, "It's enough to have your words, because you have never disappointed the master, if it is really impossible to do anything, safety is the most important, and the first false name is not worth mentioning compared to your safety."
Zimo's heart warmed, he touched his chin, and whispered, "Master, what is the reward for the first place?"
Baili Chunqiu tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I don't think you kid can look down on it, the reward for the first place is a defensive natal magic weapon."
Zimo was noncommittal when he heard this, "That maybe."
He now has a lot of offensive magic weapons, if there is really no defensive natal magic weapon, originally he was going to retreat for many months to practice two defensive spells, but he overestimated himself too much, defensive spells are much more difficult to cultivate than offensive spells, and in the end he only succeeded in cultivating one, called the Jin Yuan Mantra.
This is a spell that is based on the vitality in the body, and it wants to consume a lot of vitality, and the effect is quite satisfactory to Zimo.
The group of four talked and laughed, and soon came to the courtyard of Baili Spring and Autumn.
Yue Wuya, who had not been seen for a long time, and Zuo Ling Ghost Ji were also there, and Li asked, Jiang Xuehan and the others were talking about something there.
Seeing Zimo arrive, everyone had a smile on their faces.
Zuo Ling Ghost Ji appeared on the other side of Zimo as soon as her figure moved, grabbed Zimo's other idle arm, and then glanced at Zicia in a show off, which means that it is obvious that Zimo and I also have a share.
Zi Chan was not afraid of her, and snorted softly, and in the end, the two of them stared at each other with big eyes, and no one refused to give in, and Zimo only smiled bitterly in the middle.
Yue Wuya had already sensed Zimo's breath, and nodded to him to say hello, and then turned his head sideways to "look" at Baili Chunqiu, he smiled and said, "Spring and Autumn Daoist, the Great War of the Hundred Sects is such a grand event, I plan to let our disciples participate, just as it is an experience, I don't know if it is convenient."
Baili Chunqiu was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly agreed: "Naturally, I can't ask for it, and I agreed on behalf of Chang'an. But in what name do you disciples participate? Is it a family or?"
Yue Wuya's expression was stunned, and then he joked: "Baili Chunqiu, Baili Chunqiu, they are all a lot older, and they are still shaking their hearts with me, so they naturally participated in the name of the Sword Sect."
Everyone laughed when they heard this, Baili Chunqiu has lived for such an age, and his face is naturally extremely thick, his face is not red and his heart is not beating, he smiled, "In front of my seniors, I am still a junior, I can't shake my heart, at most I can be a little smart."
Yue Wuya also smiled helplessly.
"The matter has come to this, then it is decided, I will go to Chang'an now to say, after all, he is the sect master, and I can't overstep my bounds. The Yue Wuya seniors also went to select the next disciples, prepared well, and tomorrow we will set off for the Kunwu Sacred Mountain."
"Kungo Sacred Mountain!"
Hearing this name, Zimo murmured softly.