The port is full of people.

The Jinding Sect not only attracted a large number of scattered cultivators to come to the port, but there were even some sect forces that had intersected with the Ziqi Sect.

The neon light flickered, setting off the dense fog that shrouded the harbor with great brilliance, and the monks along the road seemed to be in a fairyland on earth.

Sou.

More than ten meters of flower boats sailed through the air, the boat was full of warblers and swallows, and the figures hugged left and right, immersed in a moment of joy.

When the Jinding Gate approached, Yuanying Da Neng focused on his own Taoism.

Their jurisdiction over the port began to be laissez-faire, and although the various forces were mixed, the prosperity of the port reached its peak.

Countless loose cultivators are smuggled in every day, and the resident population has more than tripled.

The announcement of the purchase of flesh and limbs hangs in the air, mixed with the propaganda of various ritual instruments, and basic modification surgery is also the mainstream.

The bow-in-cheek girl sang softly, her voice echoing through the streets and alleys.

"When I went to Mo, the flowers were like brocade, and today the willows on the building are green."

"Poor Nong is waiting in the boudoir, and I think of the begonia day until now."

There are countless artists on the street, and the Jinding Gate, which is once in a hundred years, involves the rise and fall of nearly 100 sub-sects.

The power of the port will inevitably have an impact, and there are hidden opportunities everywhere.

Even if you don't rely on the Taoist system, the increase in the flow of people in the port will make business easier, and almost every corner of the bottom layer is a scattered repair of stalls selling spiritual materials and sundries along the road.

The second floor of the port also benefited a lot, especially the Castle Peak Wine Shop, which is full of wine.

Even if the corpse wine has no medicinal effect, it can attract a large number of monks to buy it, especially the Great Dream Wine, which can make them drunk and die.

It is said that there are casual cultivators who specialize in reselling Big Dream wine on the black market in the outside world.

In the flow of people, there are also many low-level monks who come to the port to collide during the Jinding Gate period, and they are generally mainly in the general corner period.

They were covered in rot and usually did some hard work in the harbor.

Boom, boom, boom.

The nine-story small world of the outer gate shook the mountain, and suddenly the smoke and dust filled it.

The meteorite belt where the harbor is located was unaffected, but it set off a drizzle, causing the scattered cultivators to scramble to hide under the eaves.

The crowd was noisy because they knew that the Jinding Gate was approaching.

I don't know how many knots will be cultivated in the Jinding Gate, after all, there are only a very few "inner gates" that can be promoted to the depths of the earth.

The tremors intensified.

A small world roared continuously, and then a giant eyeball of 100 meters was revealed.

The giant eyeballs serve as the mountain gate of the "pupil mirror" of the Taoist system, and at the top of it are magnificent Taoist temples, with thousands of instruments cultivated.

The flesh and blood foundation of the mountain gate went straight into the ground, and the pupil mirror moved slowly by the trick furnace.

Sanxiu's face was full of admiration.

For them, even the inferior Dao system of the Ziqi Sect is unattainable, and the status of a miscellaneous servant like that of the Qingqiu Daoist is enough to make the scattered cultivators rob their heads.

"One district, one pupil."

The Daozi of the pupil mirror called out loudly, and the mountain protection circle revealed its breath.

Although the disciples of the middle and lower grade Dao Tong have no possibility of achieving the inner door because of their inferior qualifications, they will still participate in the Jinding Gate, mainly seeking opportunities for promotion.

The top-grade Dao system of the Nine Districts was also ascended from the First District thousands of years ago.

The Pupil Mirror Mountain Gate left a small world and hung upside down on the rock wall of the central pit, waiting for the rest of the Dao systems to return to their places one after another.

If you want to get to Area 9, you have to crawl tens of thousands of meters deep underground.

Even if it is the closest Eighth District, there is still a long way to go, which shows the importance of the Ninth District in the Ziqi Sect.

Earthquakes keep coming.

Successively there are lower grade Dao Tong climbed out, and the mountain gate showed a strange appearance.

There is a Taoist "Chitose vine", which is completely made of vines, and the instrument is repaired in the mountain gate, and the spine must be connected to the vines, otherwise it will be thrown into a deep pit if you are not careful.

Most of the casual cultivators are the first time they have seen so many Taoist traditions.

They were talking to each other, and the port trade came to a temporary standstill, and even the Four Seas Refinery Shop was no longer open to the public.

Qingqiu Daoist walked out of the refining shop, and beside him were three apprentice cultivators.

Although there were many conflicts at the beginning, as time passed, Li Mo's status in the mass burial incinerator became higher and higher, and they did not dare to disagree.

The apprentice cultivated Xue Di, and couldn't help but speak: "I heard that the Dao introduced by the various Dao Sects, and the cultivation has reached the stage of turning into a pill, are the Qingtian Dao people sure to enter the inner door?" ”

"It's dangerous, but as long as there are Qingtian Dao people, there will be no problem next time Jinding Gate."

Qingqiu Daoren did not reply, staring at the direction of District Eight with a subtle expression.

With her understanding of Li Mo, the strength shown on the surface of the latter is only the tip of the iceberg, and this time the Jinding Sect will definitely shock the Ziqi faction.

Moreover, Li Mo had already informed the Qingqiu Daoist in advance.

If the Jinding Gate lasts too long, the Qingqiu Dao people can contact the Heart Beast Black Market on their own to provide resources to the Futu Monks.

"Not necessarily, where will the Qingtian Dao people be the character of being subservient to others."

Xue Di looked at the Qingqiu Daoren, and didn't understand why the latter said this, the Qingtian Daoist who had just been promoted really planned to suppress his peers?

While they were talking, the mountain gate of the Zhongpin Dao system began to appear.

The four-zone Taoist system "blood mountains and seas", the mountain gate is an accumulation of flesh and blood, and the pores on the surface emit a pungent exhaust gas.

The five-district Taoist system is "too upper bone", and the mountain gate is like a tail vertebrae.

The four districts of the Taoist system "Three Peaks of Falling Dust", said to be the three peaks, are actually three giant human heads stitched together, and the Taoist Hall is located on the face.

The six districts are unified with "Baili Floating Mountain......

All the Dao systems do not have the power of Yuanying, and the cultivation of the Dan Instrument is the main force of the Jinding Gate, which will affect the foundation of the next hundred years.

Yuan Ying Da Neng should have already gone to the ninth district.

In the Dao system of the lower middle grade, they saw one by one the unborn knotted Dan cultivators.

There are a few cultivators who can feel the suffocating aura even if they are extremely far away, at least they are already in the stage of transforming pills.

Standing at the top of the mountain gate, which is not a brilliant person.

"Here ......

Some scattered cultivators couldn't help but say to themselves, the lower middle grade Dao system was already present, followed by the upper grade Dao system at the core of the Ziqi Sect.

Taiping Aoki took the lead in drilling out of the seventh area.

His body is more than ten meters long, but the skin and flesh are wooden, and the limbs like branches are constantly withering.

The mountain gate of Taiping Aoki is a giant tree, and a large amount of wood spiritual materials are planted on the surface.

"Wooden Dao Man."

Qingqiu Daoren narrowed her eyes, according to the information she had gathered, the Mu Dao Dao people had already cultivated to the stage of transforming pills, and the three Dao bodies they possessed were still secret, and their strength was immeasurable.

"Seven districts and provinces, Taiping Aoki."

The monks in the harbor held their breath, it was really the aura of the wooden road people that was too terrifying, as if their flesh and blood would shrink if they made eye contact.

If nothing else, the Mudao people must firmly occupy an inner door place.

The Taoist system of the same seven districts, "Falling Sparks" and "Stone Fetal Stone" followed, and the momentum of the two Daoists was obviously slightly inferior.

Of course, they have also reached the level of the Hua Dan stage.

There is no communication between the Taoist systems, and they have been in retreat for decades for the Jinding Gate, and they don't want to show the slightest flaw because of laxity.

Yu Dan Qi Xiu looked at the eighth district, and there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

A few breaths later, a heat wave swept in.

The quicksand-shaped mountain gate leaves the small world, which is the "burning sand" of the eight districts.

The Burning Sand Ground is called "Burning Eyes Shin-kun", and its skin is made of countless gravel and thick lava flows through the crevices.

Burning Eyes Zhenjun snorted coldly.

He noticed that the rest of the Dao Commanders were still staring at the entrance and exit of District 8, ignoring himself at all, and he couldn't help but feel a nameless fire in his heart.

"Blue Sky ......"

Burning eyes Zhenjun squeezed two words out of his mouth.

As early as during the retreat and practice, he had already heard the name of the Qingtian Daoist, and it was said that his qualifications were unprecedented, and even if he cultivated to the pseudo-Dan period, it was still recognized that it was possible to be promoted to the inner gate.

The Burning Eyes True Monarch does not feel that the ability of the pseudo-Dan period is hostile to the Dan stage.

Even if the five realms are the same, the gap in the realm is enough to crush the talent.

With the reputation of the Qingtian Daoist, I am afraid that it will be the first Dao system eliminated by the Jinding Gate, and it is not impossible to even die.

If it weren't for the fact that the Burning Eyes True Monarch didn't want to offend the mass burial incinerator, he would want to attack and kill him personally.

While he was thinking, the rest of the Daozi erupted one after another, not because of demonstrations, but because of mood swings.

The port was in an uproar.

Just the shadow of the mountain gate of the eight-story small world was revealed, causing thousands of scattered cultivators to rush to the street and look at the entrance.

The Burning Eyes True Monarch couldn't help but look at it, a mountain with a pile of waste was gradually approaching.

Compared with the rest of the Daozi, Li Mo's state seemed much more leisurely.

Li Mo's eyes were closed, sitting cross-legged in front of the main hall, his tall body was covered with tattoos, and his forehead was the cave god eye of Yin and Yang Taiji.

What made the Burning Eyes True Monarch concerned was that the dozens of cultivators who were buried in the incinerator were willing to obey the orders of the Qingtian Daoists.

You must know that the cultivation of the Dan Instrument is basically higher than that of the Qingtian Dao people, and there are also three mountains in the Dan period, but the Dao is a pseudo-Dan period.

Li Mo ignored the countless gazes staring at him, and was still practicing with his eyes closed.

Most of Daozi had never been in contact with Li Mo, and he couldn't help but feel that the other party was not worthy of his name.

The mass grave incinerator crawled away from the eight-story small world and clinged to the rock wall, when the bottom sounded the sound of rustling and sliding, and the mountain rubble slid down.

Since the Vault Rebellion, there has been occasional instability.

The burning sand was on the side of the mass burial incinerator, and the burning eyes of Zhenjun gasped, his eyes were full of malice, and he wanted to see Li Mo's reality clearly.

Li Mo felt the strange movement of the forbidden mass burial incinerator and came back to his senses.

According to the old earth Zhenjun, it was still because of the trickery furnace that the Qiongshan turned into, and the corpse of the Yuan Ying Great Power was too terrifying.

If it weren't for Li Mojiedan's sudden increase in altitude by nearly twenty meters, the Old Earth True Monarch might have to consume a huge amount of resources to try to ban it.

The monks couldn't help but be attracted by the mass burial incinerator and before they could react, Li Mo suddenly opened his left eye.

The left eye turned into a full moon, and the pupils of the lime could be seen resembling the surface of a meteorite.

"Great darkness."

The mass grave incinerator was plunged into darkness.

After only half a breath, the mountain gate returned to its original state, and the restlessness of the evil furnace also subsided.

Li Mo was still practicing with his eyes closed.

The pupils of the Burning Eyes True Monarch shrank, obviously only a hundred meters apart, but he didn't see Li Mo's movements clearly, this person was by no means simple.

(End of chapter)