The boy worked hard for a long time, and finally took out a piece of talisman paper from his cuff.

He gestured a few times in his hand, whispered a few words in his mouth, and then threw the rune paper into the air, turning into a flash of fire and rushing into the mist.

Qi Yun knew that this was the transmission note, and he would also use the spell of the transmission note, it was not very difficult, and he could master it with a little practice.

Among the seized loot were many transmission notes.

However, there is a prerequisite for using a transmission note, and that is that you need to know where the transmission note is going.

Just like sending an email, if you don't know the other person's email address, the email won't get where you want to go.

Who knows where it will go?

The young man saw that Qi Yun was a little distracted as he looked at the direction in which the firelight had disappeared, so he explained:

"Brother Qi, wait a minute, my transmission note will be transmitted to the valley in a while, and the people inside will naturally let go of the formation to receive us. ”

"Oh. Qi Yun nodded to indicate that he knew, but just waited, a little out of line with his character, so he looked for a topic.

"Little fierce brother, I waited for the scattered cultivators to come here to find an opportunity to see if I could participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference and worship the Immortal Cultivation Sect. What are the people of your family doing here, is it to come to see the fun?"

"Hey, Brother Qi, you really guessed right. A large number of scattered cultivators gathered because of the Immortal Ascension Conference, didn't it become lively?

Everyone has things they don't need and wants to get a shot. Who has what they want and wants to buy some.

This kind of opportunity is rare, and all kinds of rare magic weapons, talismans, and material treasures will also appear in the market, so there are many more people who come to join in the fun than those who really want to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference. ”

Wan Yimeng couldn't help but show off again, and explained the cause and effect with a smile.

Qi Yun guessed that this was the case, mortals in the mortal world knew that there were many people who gathered every opportunity, and even if they set up a small stall, they could make a lot of money.

The people in the immortal cultivation world will not get rid of this truth, and use the Immortal Ascension Conference as an excuse to carry out a carnival between buyers and sellers.

Wan Yimeng just remembered one thing that Qi Yun mentioned in his words: "By the way, Brother Qi, you said you want to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference?"

"Yes, it's always a hard time to go on a loose practice, you have to do everything yourself, and you're always looked down upon.

If I want to worship the sect, I have to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference, is there any other way?" Qi Yun asked without thinking.

If there really is another way, he is not out of the question.

But as far as he knew, unless his age could go back and become a child of about ten years old, he would be taken back by the sect in the way of selecting immortal seedlings to cultivate.

Or, if he is stronger, he has to marry Dan no matter what, so he can go to some sects to be an offering.

Judging from his current situation, it seems that he can only participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference.

"Indeed, there is no good way to worship the sect, and participating in the Immortal Ascension Conference is a good way.

However, I think it's better for you to cultivate for a while longer, and then participate when you are sure, otherwise you will lose your life. ”

Wan Yimeng's heart was straightforward, and he almost pointed out that your strength is too poor, not only can you not choose, but you may also lose your life.

That is, a person like him who has not been beaten by society dares to talk like this to a person who has just met for a short time.

To be honest, Qi Yun was a little unhappy in his heart, you can say something else, but you can't say that men can't do it.

He's very strong, no matter what he is.

It's just that after a few years of intrigue in the gang, Qi Yun's quiet skills have also been practiced, and there is no change on his face.

"What do you say, little fierce brother, I don't know much about the Immortal Ascension Conference, what kind of selection method is it, what kind of cultivation are most of the monks who participate, why am my lives in danger?"

He also asked for advice quite sincerely.

Wan Yimeng didn't realize that he had almost offended people before.

He liked this feeling of being a good teacher, and explained the competition method of the Immortal Ascension Conference very happily.

As a way to select talents in casual cultivation, the Immortal Ascension Conference adopts the most direct method, which is to compete in force.

Not in the ring, but in a fight.

It is somewhat similar to Gu raising.

When the time comes, each immortal cultivator will put a batch of high-grade magic weapons in a preset venue, such as a mountain or a jungle, as a token of their respective sects.

And the casual cultivators who participated in the Immortal Ascension Conference, each of them would receive a magic weapon. The only function is to be able to sense the high-grade magic weapon as a token within a certain distance.

The entire tournament will be held on a number of days depending on the size of the venue and the number of participants.

It usually takes five to seven days, and at the end, whoever gets the high-grade magic weapon as a token and rushes to the meeting point to meet, who can worship the immortal cultivator who distributes tokens.

It sounds relatively normal, it doesn't seem like much.

But if you think about it carefully, the entire Immortal Ascension Conference is simply practicing Gu.

The casual cultivators who participated in the Immortal Ascension Conference basically rushed to the purpose of worshipping the Immortal Cultivation Sect. And to worship the Immortal Cultivation Sect, you must get a token.

Anyone can see where the token is.

The scattered cultivation of the token magic weapon is a firefly in the dark. There will be waves of sieges.

After persisting for a few days, you can worship the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

Is it possible?

It's hard for Qi Yun to think about it, unless he has the strength to destroy the enemies one by one, and he has to repel the worst of them, otherwise it will be difficult to hold on.

Or, just learn to be smarter, restrain your impatience and greed, and wait patiently until the last day or two before you do it.

However, speculation also requires a certain amount of strength, and it is definitely not easy to snatch something from a strong man.

Who else could win, he couldn't think of for a while, but certainly not many.

Therefore, no matter what means are used, the person who can get the token in the end is definitely the elite of the scattered cultivators, and both strength and wisdom are first-class.

Those immortal cultivators chose a method that could pick out talents the fastest.

is the bloody wind and rain in it, and it is by no means something that can be said lightly in one or two sentences.

But whoever enters this game will hardly have a good end.

"Brother Qi, the people who participated in this Immortal Ascension Conference, those who practiced Qi at the eighth or ninth level were all at the middle and lower levels, and only those who practiced Qi at the tenth level or more were able to win every time. Most of the victors are at the eleventh or twelfth level of Qi training.

And in the fight in the game, in principle, it is not allowed to take revenge for this, so people are not afraid to kill, and those who go in to join in the fun will sometimes be tragically killed by the pond fish.

I don't recommend you to go, if you really want to go, then it's better to improve your strength and wait for the next time. ”

Wan Yimeng said in a heavy tone, as if he was still a little scared when he talked about these things.