"Qin and Han Immortal Mansion, the home of the Prime Minister of Liang and Tang."

"One day in the cave, it has been a hundred years in the world, I thought that the old people were gone, but I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I could see Taoist friends again in Maoshan Mountain." At this time, an old Taoist priest said to himself, seeing all the Maoshan Mountain, he came across the void.

He is long, wears a purple and gold crown, and wears a gossip robe, which is rare in this era, and he obviously lives in the mountains all year round.

Sendai is the pinnacle of the sky. To be honest, this is already one of the top masters in the East, and he can be called a living fossil-level figure.

"God, is it ...... Qiri Daoist, he is still alive, didn't he sit down more than a hundred years ago, and now he is mostly 1,200 years old! ”

"This is a Taishan Beidou-level character, a famous supernatural person, who only lives in various classics, but I didn't expect it to appear today!" The older generation figures were shocked, while their disciples and disciples were completely stunned, and they didn't dare to speak, they all maintained the posture of making a big salute, standing left and right on Meng Fan's side.

Almost at the same time, the bell rang, and the door on the main peak of Maoshan opened to welcome the distinguished guests. In fact, Meng Fan has a little impression of this person, although he is about 100 years older than himself, he is indeed a person of the same generation and generation, and he has had several faces.

And the appearance of such characters once again pushed the conference to a climax, completely confirming Meng Fan's identity, and the voice reached its peak.

"The Quanzhen Dao is taught!" After a while, someone exclaimed. The sound of drums sounded again, and today's Taoism Quanzhen occupies half of the country, the north is respected, the natural identity of the Taoist master is extremely long, and there are few people who can compare.

"The Maoshan Festival has not been held for hundreds of years, and this time it is really extraordinary, so many big figures such as the Kunlun Sect Master, the Qiri Daoist, and the Quanzhen Sect Master have come in person."

"Nonsense, the senior who returned from outside the territory has returned, I'm afraid that even the Vatican Pope will come over in person and plead guilty......" Between the words, the end of the sky was dyed red by fire clouds, and the phoenix roared in the sky, and the patriarch of the Zhuhuang lineage came, bringing the proud daughter of the heavens of the clan, which caused a sensation again.

…… Maoshan. The smoke is rising, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the mountain is not high but elegant, and the water is not deep but beautiful. This time the Dharma had a great impact, and a large number of monks came one after another, and there were people living in various Taoist palaces and courtyards, and they were almost unable to accommodate it.

Maoshan in front of the mountain and behind the ridge, between the peaks and valleys, there are more than 300 Taoist buildings of various sizes such as palace, view, hall, and Yu, which can be called a kind of scenic spot, but now it is overcrowded.

The tranquility is broken, there is a lot of noise, there are too many monks coming and going, from the cultivators of the wheel sea to the figures at the top of the dragon, there are countless people, from all sects.

After arranging Xu Qiong and Ye's father and Ye's mother, Meng Fan seemed to be detached from the world, couldn't hear these noises, stood on a low mountain, quietly watched those people and things that had nothing to do with him, and didn't see outsiders.

The mist is as light as veil, the sunset is like a picture, colorful, he is motionless like a clay sculpture of wood, and he listens to the Taoist sound of ancient times.

All sorts of things, just like they were thousands of years ago.

"Huafei Dao is three thousand miles of soil, and people are on the twelfth floor of Yaochi." A few days passed, Meng Fan watched the sunrise alone, admired the colorful clouds at dusk, and lived in the Taoist temple.

At most, from time to time, I chant scriptures for my deceased brothers and elders. It's a pity, it's a pity and a pity, most of them died because they were guarding the ancestral court, and very few of them died at the end of their lives.

And so it was, five days later. The leaders of all sides of the Eastern Soil are here. This grand event has reached its peak, and the high-ranking people have appeared, which makes people look forward to it, and many talented young people have also appeared, which makes people feel amazing.

Nine Heavens Ten Thousand Blessings Palace. The palace on the main peak of the pure land of Maoshan is the most magnificent and majestic, built in the Western Han Dynasty after the feathering of the three Mao Zhenjun.

In front of this magnificent palace, there is a very open place, the martial arts arena opened up for Sanmao Zhenjun back then, guarded by powerful Dao marks, even the Dao King cannot be damaged.

Generally speaking, every time a puja is held, there is an unavoidable process: the various sects discuss the problem that all the monks of the earth are facing today, how to practice in the future when the essence of heaven and earth has dried up?

But this problem, since the pre-Qin and Warring States periods, there has been no real way, after all, even the ancient great supernatural powers can't think of a way, and the world naturally can't eliminate the big trouble.

However, with the return of Meng Fan, the Dongtu group of monks was completely boiling, and they wanted to follow suit and form a team to go to the outside of the territory with a more favorable environment.

I'd rather leave my homeland than be trapped in the great prison of the earth!

"Heaven and earth are about to change greatly, and there will definitely be clues within a hundred years, and it only takes a thousand years to gradually become ancient, and there is no need to go far away." The above is Meng Fan's answer.

As for those who are still determined to go outside the territory, in fact, there is a broad road in front of them: Hangu Pass.

Cultivate to the realm of the king of Dacheng, the guardian of Guanzhong will let him go, and those who are not good at cultivating will stay on the earth and continue to concentrate on cultivation.

All in all, it's just a no-brainer. In order to completely dispel this unrealistic thought, Meng Fan didn't even shy away from it, he was just a Taoist body, the fact that it was transformed by pure qi.

Now, in order to protect the sect, he will not set foot in the starry sky in a hundred years! Seeing this, everyone could only give up and began to pay attention to another focus - Dabi.

The vast majority of casual cultivators came to participate in this grand event, mainly to watch the masters compete for power, and they didn't care about the overall environment of the earth, because the realm and talent were placed here, and there was not much demand.

The bloody war is mainly a duel between the younger generation, and in ancient times, the various factions were for exchange and exchange, but now it has evolved into a competition.

The strong compete for power, which is higher and which is lower, which is weak and which is stronger, and every time it has to be divided into high and low, and therefore, the big competition is becoming more and more fierce year by year, losing the original intention of the ancient competition.

Meng Fan sat on a futon, watching quietly, next to several big masters, as well as the old teachers and nephews, and everyone had different thoughts.

In fact, he also came from the secret realm of the Wheel Sea and the Dao Palace, and now he looks back and has a different feeling.

"Qiang",

"Qiang" ...... The sword light soared into the sky, a palm-long flying sword cut through the sky, and danced vertically and horizontally, Zhan Yifan of the Shushan Immortal Sword Gate was invincible, defeating twelve masters of the same generation in a row.

"After stepping through that layer of heaven and turning into a dragon primitive, it's really hard to believe, I'm afraid that few of the old people in the world can suppress him." On the side, there was a sect leader sighing.

I saw Zhan Yifan jump up and leave the martial arts arena, under the first battle, no one could fight with him, and he advanced all the way, and all parties were optimistic.

On the other side, Long Xiaoque also sang highly, no one could stop him, on the platform, the demonic aura was surging, the purple blood was permeated, and its powerful combat power was terrifying.

This situation and this scene attracted the beautiful eyes of many female monks, after all, such a powerful figure is likely to become the first person of the demon clan in the future, and the world will respect it.

The demon clan once predicted that this son was not a thing in the pool, and the head horns were grand, and he would be able to soar into the sky in the future, even the heaven and earth where the spiritual energy of this side was exhausted could not be stopped.

For a moment, my ears were filled with all kinds of beautiful words, as if I was making some kind of suggestion. And Meng Fan also knew this, whether it was the young Tianjiao himself or the teacher, he actually wanted to open his mouth to accept apprentices, so he regarded the competition as an alternative sales method.

"It's a pity, the Heavenly Demon Body of the Primordial Dragon Cave of Changbai Mountain didn't come, otherwise, who is weak or stronger, who is the first master of the demon clan in the future will have a judgment."

"Yes, I don't know why, those seniors of the Changbai vein obviously came, but they left in a hurry." Below.

When the cultivators sighed at the amazement of the dragon bird, they also mentioned another figure of the demon clan, who was very regrettable and could not see the legendary physique.

On the other hand, Meng Fan's nephew, after hearing the primordial dragon cave of Changbai Mountain, instantly lost his temper.

"It's okay, it'll be liquidated." Meng Fan opened his mouth, without any murderous intent, but it made the surrounding sect leaders creepy: "I didn't pay attention to it a few days ago, I deliberately let them go, hehe, these evil animals with long snakes have opened their foundations now, and they are setting up a formation outside Maoshan Mountain, intending to eradicate the poor road." ”

"That's fine, kill it all at once." Primordial Dragon Cave. Western Holy See. In the past, the two major forces took turns to storm Maoshan Mountain, coveting the first blessed land, so that the Shangqing Sect, which was not prosperous in the first place, is now only a few dozen Lunhai Secret Realm boys, seven or eight Dao Palace Realm Fire Workers, and the Dragon Transformation Peak Realm Master and nephew who can barely take out their hands.

If it weren't for the Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Lingbao Sect sending people to help the fist many times, when Meng Fan returned, I am afraid that they would see the scene of the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace occupied by all kinds of long snakes, or be shocked to hear that the tablet of Sanmao Patriarch was replaced by the statue of Jesus and the statue of God!

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Fan's eyes were too gentle when he saw the Zhengyi Alliance, and he pressed down on the killing thought in his heart, and set his eyes on Zhang Qingyang, the quiet and inactive little heavenly master.

And right now, this junior, who is regarded as the future leader of the Zhengyi Alliance, has not yet made a move, and everyone outside the arena is still discussing the leader of the demon clan.

"What I just performed is the Dragon Bird Slaughtering God Record, the purple qi is mighty, the thunder is moving the sky, it is clear that I have comprehended the true meaning and reached the transformation realm!" Many people were exclaiming, the dragon finch in the field was like an ancient demon god resurrected, his skin was bronzed, his black hair was scattered and flying, his posture was majestic, his eyes were like cold electricity, he invited thirteen seniors to fight, and he overwhelmed the heroes.

The purple qi of the dragon bird was surging, sweeping in all directions, like a purple sea boiling, flooding the heavens and the earth, drawing one thunderbolt after another, the lightning was dazzling, rumbling and deafening, and the power was overwhelming, suppressing everyone.

In this way, everyone was amazed, he was profound, there are few people in the younger generation of the world, and the people of the clan have not only said that he has the atmosphere of the first ancestor, but it is a pity that he was born at the wrong time.

Meng Fan watched quietly, nodded secretly, and commented: "Yes, if you are born in Ziwei, you will definitely be famous in a continent and have the qualifications to become holy." ”

"And in Beidou...... will also win a place and be valued by the Qishi Mansion. Since the beginning of the competition, he has been silent for the first time.

This made the patriarch of the clan instantly excited, eager to strike while the iron was hot and say the words of asking for the apprentice.

At the same time, the purple qi was immense, flooding the ten directions, and in a few snaps of time, thirteen great enemies who surpassed several small realms of their own were all suppressed by Long Xiaoque alone.

He fell from the sky, his hair was scattered, and his bronzed body shimmered with precious brilliance, and he looked very strong. Many young female disciples of the various sects exclaimed in surprise, their eyes glowing with astonishment.

His strength comes from the bones, and the surging demonic aura makes many opponents tremble, which is amazing and shocking, and he is unique among his peers.

"Brush!" Suddenly, a pair of eyes were very cold, Long Xiaoque looked at Meng Fan who was sitting on a high place, and said in a deep voice: "I want to have a hand with my predecessors, see myself more clearly, please advise." Meng Fan frowned, in his situation, he had no desire to make a move, and besides, the gap between them was far better than that between adults and babies.

However, without waiting for an answer, Long Xiaoque's eyes burst with divine light, which was very amazing, and he strode forward, shooting directly at the high place, using all his strength.

In an instant, the purple blood boiled, and the blood of the demon god was completely revived, cracking the heavenly dome, and the eyes were terrifying.

It can only be said that the more outstanding the demon clan, the greater the wildness on the body. And, everything is written on the face, it will not be hidden, it will go straight to the point, and if there is a will to fight, it will go straight to the shot, especially believe in the character of the predecessors, and will not kill himself.

Seeing this, many sect leaders looked at each other, and the patriarch of the Great Xia Dragon Bird lineage subconsciously looked at the Qiri Daoist, wanting to ask him to intercede, as one of the few seniors of the same generation as Meng Fan, his words had a little weight.

There is no way, who would have thought that this unruly young man would dare to make a move against his predecessors who at least became kings and returned from outside the territory!

If you don't see it with your own eyes, I'm afraid you won't even dare to believe your own family when you say it! The purple blood qi was surging, surging like a raging wave, and the Qiri Dao people subconsciously wanted to block it and give the Great Xia Dragon Bird Clan a step down.

However, Meng Fan had already fought back, and his eyes were filled with boundless purple qi, which immediately dispersed the purple blood qi in the sky, but the two forces did not come from the same source, the former was the Taoist supreme mystery purple qi from the east, and the latter was the particularity of the demon god's bloodline.

"It's not easy for young people to seek the way, since that's the case, then it's okay, accompany you on a few moves." Meng Fan didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning contained in it was understood by many old guys, and he was overjoyed.

To be honest, if it weren't for the old age and the seniority here, the people of Qiri Dao would want to be cheeky and say: Please Meng Daoyou don't hesitate to give advice.

Stripes flicker. There is the inheritance of the Eight Views Palace, the secret methods recorded in the Sun Immortal Sutra and the Taiyin True Sutra, as well as the lost mastery from the Feather God Dynasty, as well as the magic tricks created by themselves.

Long Xiaoque's eyes were blazing, opening and closing, exhibiting all kinds of demon mystical techniques, and fighting against Meng Fan's various killing techniques evolved with his eyes.

At first, the other young Tianjiao didn't know what was going on, and they were worried that Long Xiaoque, who dared to offend their predecessors, was killed on the spot.

But after looking at it for a while, I realized that this was actually a point-every trick that evolved at will from the light of the eyes can be called against the sky, far better than ordinary holy tricks, not to mention, and all of them are pointed, and they do not hurt Long Xiaoque for half a point, which belongs to indirect teaching.

At this time, I glanced at my parents again, and the eyes that were eager to push them forward made everyone finally understand the specific meaning of Meng Fan's sentence "It is not easy for young people to seek the Tao, accompany you to take a few moves".

"Boom!" A sword light flew in, and the young man of the Shushan Sword Sect made a move without the slightest reservation. At the same time, the beautiful eyes of the Phoenix Heavenly Maiden were brilliant and dazzling, and she also rushed over, robbing the sky with fire, wanting to compete with the true fire of the sun burning in the void.

And the next moment, Kunlun Pisces also shot, one was elegant out of the dust, and the other was as light as a fairy. However, the little Heavenly Master, who was most favored by Meng Fan, was deeply constrained by the ritual law on weekdays, and was still hesitant before hearing more straightforward instructions.

"Let's go up together, if you are satisfied with the poor path, you can practice with me."

"That kid from the Lingbao Sect, you too." The intimacy made the Tianjiao of the other lineages extremely red.