The Sword Spirit Sect holds an Immortal Ascension Conference every five years to recruit geniuses from all over the world, and the elders of each peak take turns to preside over it.

This session happens to be Ronghui's turn.

The continent of Middle-earth is different from the other eight continents.

The next continent selects disciples, all of whom are recruited by the sect nearby, and the disciples are included according to the size of the territory, and the fittest is surviving.

The sects of the Central Continent will open the Immortal Ascension Conference, and people from all over the world will flock in within a month.

First, the disciples of the Xianmen stationed in various countries tested whether they had a sense of qi.

Those who have a sense of qi will be sent to the Dengyun Platform to be selected by the elders of each sect.

Wang Shi flipped through the news sent by his disciple and said melancholy: "The upper three sects and the lower three sects are above the top, in previous years, the upper three sects were selected first, and the lower three sects were second, and the rest are the sects that are on par with the Sword Spirit Sect." ”

Wang Shi pondered for a moment, and the spirit stone written in his hand was pressed into a dent, and he said categorically: "This year, we actually selected disciples with us ordinary sects, and there must be something greasy in it." ”

Rong Hui glanced at the reading test items of ten lines, and said casually, "What a cat." ”

Wang Shi looked solemn: "Of course it is." ”

Rong Hui looked at him quietly, and he already had the answer in his heart.

"Covet the Sword Spirit Sect's money!"

Wang Shi Junlang's face was pale, "My Sword Spirit Sect test is to collect money, and other sects are free, this group of old immortals must see that I have a way to make money, and I have a vicious mind to snatch love with a horizontal sword." ”

Thinking of the huge wealth that was about to be lost, Wang Shi was heartbroken, and his eyes were red with anxiety.

The dignified generation of Yuan Ying is able to drill the eyes of money.

Rong Hui was speechless.

Why did other sects put down their subordinates and compete for disciples with low-level sects, Rong Hui didn't know.

Nine times out of ten, the Immortal Yin Sect came from the Sword Spirit Sect.

"Fifth Senior Sister, the head junior brother is still in retreat, several senior brothers have not returned, the seventh senior sister focuses on the way of beauty and is difficult to support the Sword Spirit Sect, and the Immortal Ascension Conference is very important, I can't slack off. ”

After the heartache, Wang Shi came to his senses. "I'm tired of my sister to solve my doubts. ”

The Xianyin Sect has three out-of-body powers, four Yuanying True Monarchs, and one of them has the Heavenly Dao Favor to increase its strength.

The Sword Spirit Sect and the Xianyin Sect have almost reached a place where fire and water are intolerable, and Wang Shi's concerns are reasonable.

Rong Hui controlled his divine consciousness in building the foundation and cultivating it, and released a wisp that drilled into Wang Shi's sea of consciousness.

"Let go of your mind and listen to your heart. ”

Wang Shi's eyes were slightly closed.

"I wake up in a thirty-meter bed every day, facing more than 2,000 beautiful female disciples, but I don't feel happy because of the number of disciples, I just hope to have an endless spiritual vein. ”

"Go away, you rice buckets who only know how to spend money like water!"

"Go away and don't bother me to make money. ”

"When will I be as rich as the Fifth Senior Sister's spiritual veins of the entire Sword Spirit Mountain. ”

"Huh..."

After half a ring, Wang Shi opened his eyes and raised his neck and said, "Fifth Senior Sister, how is it?"

I guess I can feel something this time.

Rong Hui was stunned, "It's hopeless, such a good qualification, it's a pity that he's a fool." ”

How hard did my brother work when he was a child to become like this?

Wang Shi's heart was lost for a while, a frustrated look flashed on his face, and then he forced a smile and said, "Next time will be better." ”

The seventh senior sister can have an epiphany, why can't he?

Is he really a fool?

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Xuanji pushed the door and entered.

Xuanji smiled and said, "Senior brother and sister, I have already arranged the matter of the Immortal Ascension Conference. ”

Wang Shi stared at Xuanji who was proud of the spring breeze, the gap in cultivation made him very uncomfortable, and he said bitterly: "Senior sister, let me dare in the future." ”

Xuanji's cute face was full of confusion, "Senior brother?"

Wang Shi sighed, "I'm a heartbroken fool. ”

Huh!

On this day, the Sword Spirit Sect is running all over the ground, and only money has a little temperature.

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At the Immortal Conference, the hosts of each sect can challenge each other in order to show their strong strength and compete for the good talent and beauty that other sects value.

There is no prize for the winner.

Usually you can grab disciples from other sects.

What cultivators say is pure heart and few desires, but who doesn't want to find a solid and reliable sect as a backer.

Therefore, both large and small sects will send the strongest elders in the sect.

The upper three sects and the lower three sects sent Yuan Ying Zhenjun as usual.

When it was Rong Hui's turn to be a clone this time, everyone knew that she was a powerful person in the out-of-body period, and they all thought that they would be determined to win.

Who would have thought that she would fail in the catastrophe and change her core.

Because Rong Hui's cultivation revealed to the outside world fell from the foundation building to the Qi refining period, Xuanji worked day and night to develop elixirs to enhance her cultivation, fearing that she would be killed.

Xuanji took out a thumb-sized yellow pill, "I changed the medicine to enhance cultivation to an offensive pill according to my senior sister's suggestion. ”

Qihua Peak is the master of the Sword Spirit Sect's Dan Xiu, and Xuanji is naturally a rare genius as the peak master.

Since she witnessed that her master had died by trying medicine, she shifted the direction of Dan Xiu.

From an auxiliary form pill pharmacist, to a beauty pill pharmacist who devotes all his efforts to cultivating the beauty of the immortal world for the beauty of the female cultivators.

In order to repay the grace of Rong Hui.

Xuanji endured the discomfort and returned to her old business.

Xuanji gestured, "If this pill is thrown on the Jindan monk, it can at least blow up a hole." ”

Rong Hui has seen a pill pharmacist who specializes in attacking, and a pill goes down to move mountains and seas, and the power is endless.

She accepted the pill and said, "Have you thought of a name?"

Xuanji pondered for a moment: "Di Dan?"

Rong Hui said: "The deterrent effect is not enough. ”

Xuanji groaned, "Lost thunder?"

Rong Hui's mind flashed: "Lost... Trelome"

The final name was Fried Dan.

After sending the pill, Xuanji returned to Qihua Peak.

Not far from the Ethereal Peak here, Rong Hui is to strengthen the body, roll up the skirt and run all the way back to the Ethereal Peak.

"The third elder said that the fifth elder is now in the Qi refining period and cultivates for me I still don't believe it, now, eh. ”

"The fall of genius, my family's Sword Spirit Sect will be finished sooner or later. ”

"Elder of the Qi Refining Period, it's a little ugly. ”

That night, the news that the cultivation of the five elders of the Sword Spirit Sect, Rong Hui, continued to fall to the Qi refining stage, gradually fell on the table of the elders of the various sects who presided over the Immortal Ascension Conference.

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The Ascension Conference came as scheduled.

Rong Hui's face was intact, and she looked at the face in the bronze mirror that was exactly the same as her own body, and put on her hat again.

The tender flesh on the face has just grown, and it's not good to get a tan.

Rong Hui has a competitive personality and never stoops to others, even if his face is not the best-looking, it must not be ugly.

Rong Hui walked to the boundary of the Ethereal Peak, and suddenly sensed the breath of others.

Looking sideways, the skeletal clouds stood behind her at some point.

It has been more than a month since he came back from Danzhou, and Yunhe has been kneeling in the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion for more than a month.

The wind and the sun and the rain are dripping, and the first talent of the Sword Spirit Sect lives up to the cold and handsome appearance when they first saw him.

His face was horribly pale.

The sides of his cheeks are sunken, and his eye sockets are half an inch deep, and at first glance, I thought it was a demon cultivator who came out of the day and night, and it was gloomy and infiltrating.

Yun He only has a pair of eyes that are bright.

Seeing this, Rong Hui beckoned, "Come here." ”

Yun He was overjoyed in his heart, and a smile appeared on his cold face, "Master, are you an apprentice?"

Rong Hui said indifferently: "Hand over the sign of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion." ”

This thing can summon the Dharma of the Tribulation Cultivation, and the Rong Hui must be taken back completely.

Rong Hui poured a basin of cold water, pouring clouds and chilling all over his body.

He took out the token from the Qiankun bag, and his heart was as bitter as drinking medicine.

The red spikes on the token are full of raw edges, which shows that there is no lack of friction.

Rong Hui took the token, and a strange wind blew it away and fell into the mountain stream.

"Who, so immoral, littering. ”

The voice of a bad temper came from the mountain stream.

Without waiting for Rong Hui to speak, Yunhe hurriedly chased after him.

At the beginning, he was accepted by the master because of his connection with the token.

He would never allow anyone to worship under the Ronghui Gate.