Chapter 17 My life is up to me, not by the heavens, the Immortal Sect recommends itself to listen to the first update

There are no absolutes, and plans are always not changing fast.

In the past few hundred years, the immortal election has never appeared in such a situation as it is today.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Cui Shusheng quietly walked to Situ Wangyue and whispered a few words, and Situ Wangyue suddenly perked up.

Situ Wangyue straightened his clothes, clasped his fists at the red-faced immortal envoys who had completely lost their cultivation mastery, and said loudly: "Immortal envoys, listen to the next word! and listen to the next word――――――!"

The immortal envoys, who were in a mess and almost fists and feet, realized their gaffe, and one by one they were busy tidying up their clothes, returning to the appearance of the world's masters again, and returning to their respective seats one after another, their eyes were still staring at each other, and no one was willing to back down half a step!

Situ Wangyue saw that the immortal envoys had finally stopped arguing, and then continued: "Fellow immortal envoys, it seems that this young man has obviously been favored by everyone, and it is difficult to make a decision when you see that you all have your own opinions, so I am afraid that the many people outside who are to be assessed will not be able to complete all the tests today." I have an idea in the next place, you can not hurt the harmony between the Immortal Masters, but also solve this matter satisfactorily as soon as possible, I don't know what you Immortal Masters think?"

Mu Xiu, who was looking at the master of smoke weaving with a grim face, snorted coldly in his nose and said, "You should talk about it!"

"Since this young man has passed the test, why do the immortal masters have to argue endlessly? Why don't you come down and ask this young man which sect he is willing to go to, and those who are not selected by him can no longer make trouble, what do you think????

"Okay! That's a good idea!" The first to applaud was the master of tobacco weaving with a cat's heart.

"I have something to say!"

Ruyimen's dream ruined hurriedly said: "This method is very fair, but we can introduce the situation of their respective sects to this teenager one by one, so that this teenager can make the most correct choice after weighing it, what do you think?"

So, Situ Wangyue beckoned to Meng Yang and asked him to come closer and stand in front of those immortal envoys.

It wasn't until this moment that Meng Yang suddenly understood why the originally looming fire attribute spirit root on his body had become a real fire spirit root, which was the Dan God!

Only then did Meng Yang understand the meaning of what Dan Shen said to him at the end, which was to ask Dan Qiusheng's Dan God to give up the last bit of immortal power to help him improve his spiritual root!

He didn't know what the Heavenly Spirit Root was, but he sensitively felt that this must be a very remarkable qualification, otherwise, these originally unattainable immortal envoys would never hesitate to tear each other's skin to get themselves.

Does the Heavenly Spirit Root mean that you will have smooth sailing on the path of cultivation in the future?

For a while, Meng Yang was a little fluttering, no one had ever valued him so much as a young man chopping wood, not to mention that it was the immortal masters who were almost fighting for him now!

Meng Yang clenched his fists fiercely, his fingernails piercing his palms painfully, reminding him to stay awake, all this is real and not in a dream!

At this moment, Meng Yang almost wanted to look up to the sky and howl, because he could finally step into that mysterious gate, but he didn't know what was waiting for him behind that gate.

Meng Yang has always felt that he is like most people in the world, stubbornly struggling to live in this world like weeds, as humble as ants, and when will fate be his own decision!

From today onwards, I am the master of my destiny!

Just when Meng Yang's thoughts were boiling like a tide and his blood was boiling, suddenly, a sentence exploded in his brain like a thunderbolt!

"Rules have always been made by the strong! If you want to be a strong person who makes rules, you must have the strength at the top of the world, and only strength is the basis that determines everything! And before you become extremely strong, you first have to find a way to live! If you lose your life, everything is nonsense!"

This is a phrase from a drunken maniac.

Meng Yang's mind suddenly calmed down as if it had been doused with ice water.

Don't say that these immortal envoys with boundless mana are the town elders in front of him who are waving at him, and if he wants to clean himself up, it is as simple as crushing an ant to death, after all, he doesn't have the strength to protect himself yet!

Thinking of the mysterious soul contract signed with the Dan God again, his heart suddenly sank, Meng Yang, Meng Yang, now you are not a matter of one person and one small life, you have two human lives on your body! How can you have such a complacent act? Really damn it! Without the help of the Dan God, you are simply a waste, a humble mortal who wants to blend into the immortal gate to practice and need to give gifts to others, what qualifications do you have to be proud, and what can you use to save your life?

couldn't help but scold himself fiercely in his heart, Meng Yang's eyes cleared into the water, looking at those immortal envoys.

Several immortal envoys, as well as Situ Wangyue, Cui Shusheng, and Liu Zhilan's master and servant, all took in the performance of Meng Yang Shicai at this moment, these people are not idle people, but they are all amazed that this ordinary young man can calm down his ups and downs in an instant, especially Xiaoxiangzi of Qinglian Gate is even more admired in his heart, this is a good seedling of alchemy, who doesn't know that the most difficult thing for an alchemist is the control of the mind?

Such a young man with great perseverance, once he enters the Immortal Gate to cultivate, in time, he will definitely soar to the sky!

Almost everyone present flashed this thought.

Especially Situ Wangyue and Cui Shusheng couldn't help but secretly exchange a look in private.

At this moment, Meng Yang's status in the eyes of everyone has undoubtedly risen to a new height.

Liu Zhilan couldn't help but secretly rejoice that she had sold Liu's shopkeeper a face that day and promised to help this young man who was destined to become the pride of the sky.

Liu Zhilan has always been a woman who pursues the maximization of profits, and since she understood that her cultivation was hopeless and she was thrown out as a pawn by her family, her mentality has undergone earth-shaking drastic changes.

She wanted to be the richest and most powerful woman in the Tianxuan Continent, and although she knew that this goal was too huge, she never stopped working towards that goal!

Seeing the immortal envoys competing for Meng Yang's posture, she felt a faint worry in her heart, because she thought of that matter.

As soon as she thought of this, Liu Zhilan turned her eyes lightly and glanced at Situ Wangyue, who was secretly making eye contact with Cui Shusheng.

She always felt that after this retreat, some kind of strange change seemed to have taken place in Situ Wangyue, but she couldn't say what it was.

Could it be that he succeeded in cultivating the Laoshizi exercises?

Looking at the body that looked so small standing in front of the immortal envoys, Liu Zhilan's heart suddenly grew with a burst of intense sorrow.

I don't know if it was for herself, or for Situ Wangyue, or for the abyss difference in status between mortals and cultivators, she silently withdrew her gaze and lowered her head to remember what was on her mind.

Smart people create more opportunities than opportunities.

Liu Zhilan is a woman who is never willing to be at the mercy of fate, she has been constantly creating opportunities to change her destiny.

But, when the opportunity comes, can I seize it?" Liu Zhilan asked herself silently.

At this time, starting from the Tanhua Gate, the immortal envoys began to put on an extremely approachable posture, almost as much as they could praise, and began to introduce their respective sects to Meng Yang one by one.

Monyan listened attentively, he was strange, and now his powers of observation and memory seemed surprisingly good. He could see every look and expression of the immortal envoys clearly, not to mention every word and paragraph they said!

The first one to introduce him was Bi Fujian, the elder of the Tanhua Gate, a small-eyed old man with a rather obscene appearance.

Tanhua Gate is a large sect of cultivation, famous for the study of the formation of the formation of the cultivation world, there are many strong people who are proficient in the method of the formation map, the Tianxuan Empire Royal City's protective array "Linglong Golden Lock Array" is set up by the master of the Tanhua Gate himself, the Tianxuan Empire has been standing in the Tianxuan Continent for so many years, and this large array has contributed to the protection of the royal capital. Tanhuamen has been built for more than 2,000 years, with 30,000 disciples in the door, and there are endless miraculous skills and strange methods, and the learning of the formation diagram is treacherous and exquisite. The auction houses of the four seas distributed throughout Tianxuan are the industry of Tanhuamen.

The second is Mu Xiuxin of the Xiaoyao Sect, that is, the uncle of Mu Xiongren who was injured by Meng Yang.

The Xiaoyao Sect is extremely powerful, with disciples all over the world, nearly 100,000 people, and it is the second largest sect after the Soul Casting Sect. The sect is famous for its vicious and ruthless magic skills and magic weapons, and the people of the sect have always only sought the end and unscrupulous means, and they are almost rampant and arrogant in the cultivation world, which is deeply criticized by other sects. But this sect is not only vicious in its exercises, poisonous in magic weapons, but also extremely protective of its weaknesses, which makes those disciples under the sect even more unscrupulous. Fifty years ago, a major event occurred, and the sect only reined in a little, but this is a later story. The Xiaoyao Sect is good at assassination, poisoning and other treacherous things, and it is one of the few large sects in the Xiuzhen Sect that dominates with partial sects. The famous Tianxuan assassination organization "Xiaoyao Lou" is the property of the sect.

The third is the Soul Casting Sect represented by the bald smoke weaving master.

The Soul Casting Sect is the sect with the longest history of the founding of the sect, and it has been more than 4,000 years so far. There are several world-class cultivation exercises in the door, and they are famous all over the world for casting magic weapons, magic weapons, equipment, etc. It is said that a high-quality magic weapon can be sold for tens of millions of dollars at the auction house in the four seas! No one in the cultivation realm dares to easily offend the people of the Soul Casting Sect, which not only has strong people under its own sects, but also has nearly 300,000 disciples, and its industry is all over the world, and its wealth is terrifyingly powerful. It can be said that as long as those great sects of the hidden world are not born, the Soul Casting Sect will firmly occupy the position of the number one sect in the cultivation realm!

For example, Meng Yang's familiar "Foundry Guild" and "Crowning Casting Shop" are all under the control of the Soul Casting Sect. When he said this, the master of tobacco weaving was full of unconcealable color, which was a color of pride from the heart that others could not have, and everyone knew that he had this proud capital. In the eyes of Master Yanweaving, Meng Yang seemed to have become his disciple a long time ago, and he believed that as long as he was not a fool, he would definitely know how to choose.

But for some reason, as soon as Meng Yang saw the stark contrast between the eyebrows of the Smoke Weaving Master and the bitter and vengeful Qinglian Sect Elder, his heart trembled slightly, and something inexplicable enveloped his heart.