"Haha... What a boy!" Shan Xuan landed beside Mu Zizhen, patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

"The seniors have won the award, and they have done their best for the human race. Mu Zizhen bowed and said modestly.

"Do you want to worship my Heavenly Spirit Gate?"

As soon as Shan Xuan's words came out, the audience was silent, and Dai Qinhe's eyes were even more spewing fire, and his fists were creaking, all this glory should have been his, he was the Dao talent.

"Thank you seniors for your love, I have entered the Qianyun Sect and am already a disciple of the Qianyun Sect. ”

His voice is neither humble nor arrogant, and there may be many monks who think that Mu Zi is really stupid, but only he knows in his heart what he wants.

Shan Xuan glanced at him deeply, and then sighed: "Then I won't be reluctant, but the door of the Heavenly Spirit Gate will be opened for you at any time." ”

"Boy, remember. ”

One spirit boat after another soared into the air, and the slender figure of the sword slashing the three alien races was deeply seared into the hearts of tens of thousands of young monks.

The spirit boat floated three hundred feet in the air, flying at extreme speed in the sky, and on the deck, hundreds of monks stood in columns.

Mu Zizhen and a middle-aged man stood at the forefront, the man was an elder of the Qianyun Sect, named Sun Ruide.

The others were all disciples recruited this time, nearly four hundred people, all of whom looked at Mu Zizhen's gaze, with admiration, jealousy, and fear.

"Elder Sun, the Terrans have always been like this?"

Although Mu Zizhen didn't elaborate, Sun Ruide knew what he meant, and looked out of the boat and said slowly: "Yes! If it weren't for the five major first-grade immortal sects, there might have been no human race in the cultivation realm." ”

"Aren't there many races in the cultivation realm, even if there is no first-grade immortal sect, life is just worse, and it won't be extinct!" Mu Zizhen was puzzled.

"Later on, it will become clear to you that the Terrans are involved in a taboo, and most of the races want to completely destroy the Terrans. ”

Mu Zizhen was silent, and his master had also talked about this taboo, but there was no follow-up, and he didn't know what it was.

Everyone returned to the Lingzhou quiet room, only Mu Zizhen was still standing at the bow of the boat, taking off a jade pendant from his neck, the carved sword was still the same, but the bloody eyes on the hilt of the sword disappeared, a little less weird, a little more charm.

Rubbing his thumb lightly against the jade pendant, he whispered to himself, "I have already entered the sect, as long as I am stronger, I will look for the race represented by the jade pendant, rest assured, it will not be long." ”

Obviously he is the only one, who is this reassuring person referring to?

A red cloud shot down from the clouds above, and the direction was none other than the Qianyun Sect Spirit Boat.

"Boy, kill my Fire Spirit Clansman, you think you can still live in peace, give me a death. ”

A hundred-zhang fireball smashed down from above, its volume was on par with the spirit boat, and before it was close, the blazing spiritual pressure covered several miles of radius, and the air felt hot when breathing.

"Haha... Fire Turtle Daoist, I guess you will be unwilling, the old Taoist has been waiting for a long time. A figure sprang out of the boat and hovered above the boat.

The white-robed hunting silver beard fluttered, and it was actually the single sword of the Tianling Gate, and the person who spoke in the red cloud must be the fire turtle.

With a flick of his sleeves, a slap spirit shield shot into the sky, turning into hundreds of zhang in an instant, protecting the entire spirit boat.

Rumble...

The fireball collided with the spirit shield and exploded, and the sky was full of fire and smashed into the earth.

"Old dog, you're even there?"

"Hmph, how can I not know that you are thinking about this? If you want to retreat, you are actually going to intercept and kill halfway, and the existence of the twenty-ninth of the dignified hundred sects is just this little bit of energy?"

In just a few breaths, hundreds of people poured onto the deck and looked up at the sky.

"You go first, I'll leave it here. The voice of Shan Xuan came from above.

Mu Zizhen bowed to the old man in the sky, he knew that the other party was hiding in the boat to protect him, this gift was deserved, and this kindness should be remembered.

The spirit boat continued to move forward, flying ten miles and could still hear the sound of spells colliding behind it.

"Terrans aren't all selfish. Mu Zizhen walked to Sun Ruide's side and felt something.

"Hehe... You kid has only been in contact with the cultivation realm for a long time, and the real cruelty is far beyond your imagination. Sun Ruide laughed.

"Isn't there a human race who is dedicated to being a human race, and they are all intriguing for selfish interests?"

Not necessarily, there are three kinds of people who are dedicated to being human. ”

;“ What three kinds of people?" Not only Mu Zizhen wanted to know, but more than three hundred other people also wanted to know, and they all set their eyes on Sun Ruide.

"First, it is a real pinnacle of power, and the vision jumps out of the dispute between one case and one state. The second is a fledgling young head, who doesn't understand anything but has a lot of blood. Sun Ruide said and paused here.

"Elder Sun, what about the other kind?" a new young man couldn't help but ask.

Sun Ruide turned around and looked at the back of the Spirit Boat, the sound of the explosion sounded like thunder in the distance, and only after a moment did he slowly say: "It's a pity that a madman like him is too few..."

A boat of people is silent, yes! too little...

Just like before, as long as a group of elders and deacons were ruthless, let alone killing only three descendants of the Fire Spirit Clan, even the Fire Turtle would die on the spot.

If the Terrans are united, who dares to go to the hinterland of the Terrans to spread wilderness?

The human race, the race with the largest number of people in the cultivation realm, even if it is only ranked sixty-seven, it is enough to occupy the land of the three states.

The thirteen domains of the Xiuzhen Realm have a total of less than two hundred states, nearly a thousand races of all sizes, and the human race is the only one.

It's not that the more people in the Terrans are, the stronger the others, but it's useless for many powerful races to have such a large territory, and the number of people is too small.

It took eleven days for the group to arrive at the Qianyun Sect station.

From a distance, a 3,000-zhang peak stands majestically, majestic and straight into the sky.

Surrounded by seven sub-peaks, each one is thousands of feet high, the faint spiritual mist is swirling between the peaks, it seems to be a real spot into the painting, a good group of fairy blessed land.

The spirit boat landed on the top of a secondary peak, and the top of the mountain was flattened with great mana, forming a thirty-mile platform.

In addition to Mu Zizhen and his party, there were thousands of monks standing quietly on the platform, dressed in miscellaneous clothes, and it seemed that they were also new disciples.

The Immortal Yuan Conference does not mean that all Immortal Sects need to recruit disciples at this meeting, but only for those cities that are remote or have no power.

Each sect has subordinate cities, and these people are recruited within the influence of the Qianyun Sect.

Sun Ruide took the group to a corner and stood still, pinching the magic trick in his hand, and a trace of spiritual light shot towards the main peak in the distance.

Half an hour later, several figures flew from the peak, counting nine people, seven men and two women, all of whom were around thirty or forty years old.

The first was a middle-aged man, wearing a green robe, with his hands behind his back, eye-catching sword eyebrows, three-dimensional facial features, and extraordinary bearing.

It was the Sect Master of the Qianyun Sect, Yi Feiyu.

Behind him were the Seven Great Peak Lords, as well as the Elders of the Dharma Transmission Hall.

In fact, they had already received Sun Ruide's transmission, but because of Mu Zizhen's problem, they had a heated discussion, which delayed time.

"From today onwards, even if you are a disciple of my Qianyun Sect, you will be assigned to each peak next, you need to cultivate diligently, and after three years, those who do not enter the metamorphosis realm before twenty or twenty-five will be expelled from the sect.

Only then will you be regarded as the true disciples of the sect, and there will be a great competition of the sect at that time, and the top 100 can enter the main peak to cultivate, and worship the elders as teachers. Yi Feiyu's voice spread throughout the audience.