The eighteen peaks of Qingcheng are still as usual, and the disciples who incarnate Changhong can be seen everywhere sweeping in and out.

Qingcheng Naibi, once every five years, although every time Nebi has a disciple injured, but after all, they are all their own people, so they will not play any heavy hands, but focus on learning.

In the land of Kyushu, the most solemn is the five congresses held once every 50 years.

The results of the Five Sects Conference will directly determine the ranking of the Five Great Immortal Sects, and behind the ranking, what is directly linked is the cultivation resources of the land of Kyushu, including spiritual veins, spiritual springs, and various spiritual medicine cultivation spiritual lands.

At the last Five Sects Conference, the Qingcheng faction was very unlucky, and was suppressed by Emei and Wuzun in succession, and finally only achieved the third position, while the Emei faction was as strong as ever, continuing to lead the position of the Five Veins Supreme, and the cultivation resources it had were enough to make the other four veins blush.

Of course, the first position is not easy to deserve, because it is closest to the Demon Forest, the task of the Emei faction is also much more dangerous, and the disciples in the door often disappear and die tragically, most of them are done by the Demon Sect demons, after all, the Demon Forest is the territory of the Demon Sect, the righteous path rejects the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect also hates the righteous path, and the meeting is often a never-ending battle.

Seeking wealth in danger, there is no danger, there is no life and death crisis, there will be no breakthrough, let alone the so-called opportunity, so once you enter the cultivation is really as deep as the sea, you will be a passerby from now on.

Because of this, the disciples of the Five Great Immortal Sects are all honored to be able to appear at the Five Sects Conference, although only a few have shown their talents, but this is an opportunity, once you give up, you will have to wait for fifty years. Fifty years, it is not long, it is not short, those who are gifted can reach the level of Huadan or even higher, and those who are not good even stay in the period of gathering spirits.

The lifespan of a cultivator is far greater than that of ordinary people, as long as they enter the Gathering Soul Period, they can break through 100 years old, and ordinary people are considered to have a long life at the age of seventy or eighty.

For the cultivation realm, fifty years is a jiazi, and the short lifespan of a hundred years in the spirit gathering period is not enough at all, and there are no years for cultivation, and there are not a few strong people who have retreated for a hundred years.

Now, with eight years to go before the Five Sect Congresses, the monks who have a sense of the truth are looking for spiritual places to devote themselves to retreat, while those who have encountered bottlenecks are leaving for opportunities and breakthroughs in some dangerous areas.

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Qingcheng Mountains, Qingxue Peak.

Thousands of feet high peaks reach into the sky, and the clouds are covered with snow, exuding a glittering brilliance under the sunlight.

The snow-capped peaks are as white and smooth as a beauty's skin, and you can't see the strange rocks on the peaks at all, and even the peaks are exceptionally round because of the thick layer of snow.

In the position of the Qingxue Peak halfway up the mountainside, a touch of fiery red is very eye-catching, it is like a beauty's palace belt, and the snow white contrasts, it is particularly noble, this is the red stone forest on the Qingxue Peak, and it is also the place where the Luoyan Bingquan Cave Mansion is located.

At this time, Luo Yan was sitting in the center of the ice spring, and the ice water around him was interacting, changing at a very terrifying speed, and the entire ice spring could clearly see hundreds of dragon-like fluctuations coming from the bottom of the ice spring, all of which converged to the position where Luo Yan was sitting.

Luo Yan's hands were sealed, and his body was covered with a thin layer of smoothie, which was made up of Xiaoice grains that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, each ice particle was crystal clear, shining with diamond-like brilliance, his breath was very calm and long, and his breath could not be smelled, as if he was asleep, and he had completely entered the state of cultivation.

After being brought back by the head of the sect Si Ming, in order to avoid trouble, Luo Yan did not return to Qingtian Peak, but went directly back to his cave mansion, the Five Sects Conference was about to begin, and the elders and disciples who wanted to come to each other had no time to care about themselves who had been missing for nearly a year, and Luo Yan was also happy.

Nowadays, the fusion aura has been very proficient, and there is no sense of lag between the performances. In addition, in addition to continuing to stabilize the realm of the False Pill, Luo Yan still continued to practice the art of the Imperial Sword, the strength of the Lingyun Seven Styles made him more and more aware of its importance, as well as the Hundred Flowers Secret Technique Puppet Technique and the Shengjin Decision, but unfortunately there was no record of the Hundred Flowers Blessing Technique on the Tianhong Record, otherwise Luo Yan would have to study it well.

Most of the time, Luo Yan stayed in the ice spring, and the scorching heat of the red stone wood combined with the cold of the ice spring was very useful for the absorption of spiritual energy.

The rest of the time, Luo Yan either sacrificed and practiced the puppet in the cave mansion, or cultivated the body method and spiritual decision in the red stone wood forest, of course, the most important thing is that Luo Yan has now completely refined the fusion aura, since the twin spirit species have been completely fused after cultivation, so, if Luo Yan does not do it intentionally, then the absorbed aura will automatically be transformed into the fusion aura.

But in this way, Luo Yan's cultivation speed has also decreased, but for this result, Luo Yan can only reluctantly accept it. Although the fake pill has been formed, it is only a prototype, and there is still a lot of distance from the real formation, according to Luo Yan's own estimate, if there is no special opportunity, it is impossible to break through to the Hua Dan stage without ten years.

This is only a conservative estimate, thinking that Yunqi, with a single spirit root, it took twelve years to break through to the Hua Dan stage, and Qin Yue, the genius of the previous year, stayed in the fake Dan stage for a full thirty years.

The Huadan period is a huge watershed, crossing, the sky is free to fly, the sea is wide with the fish jumping, and if you can't cross it, you can only enjoy a hundred years of life, old age and death.

Luo Yan has never been a person in a hurry, at the beginning, if it weren't for the mention of Changmei Zhenren, now he is afraid that he would still accumulate in the wolf's den, or be killed by the same kind, or die in the mouth of a powerful spirit beast, and now, he is a disciple of Qingcheng, a genius on the gold list, a fake Dan period monk, all of this is enough to make countless people envious and jealous of things he has gotten, and he is very satisfied.

However, this kind of satisfaction would never be a reason for him to stagnate, on the contrary, at this level, especially after seeing the battle between the head of the sect and the two Demon Dao Elders, Luo Yan was even more determined to pursue the Great Dao.

Heaven and earth are unkind, when all things are dogs.

The avenue is supreme, Luo Yan knows very well in his heart that his own value needs to be fought for, otherwise no one will pity you, no one will help you, and no one will take you seriously.

It was precisely because of understanding these that the ruthlessness in Luo Yan's bones had quietly dissipated a lot, and was replaced by a leisurely and comfortable experience, enjoying cultivation, which was his current state.

I don't know if it's Si Ming's order or some other reason, since returning to the Qingcheng Mountain Range, no one has bothered Luo Yan anymore, even the senior brothers of the Qingtian Vein are nowhere to be seen, thinking that they have all entered the retreat, the realm of fake pills, Luo Yan can already do Bigu, except for drinking some spiritual springs, Luo Yan has nothing else to eat.

Cultivation has no time, Luo Yan has planned his cultivation in no detail, simple but not monotonous, and just when the Kyushu monks were busy preparing for the Five Sects Conference, great changes were taking place in the Demon Forest.

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In the depths of the Demon Forest, here are endless poor mountains and bad waters, swamps flooded with black gas can be seen everywhere, dangers are dense, poisonous insects can be seen everywhere, ordinary people can die when they touch it, even monks dare not touch it easily.

In the northernmost part of the Magic Forest, an amazing battle is going on.

In the air, the three figures entangled by the black wind were monstrous, and every shot would inevitably stir up thousands of spatial ripples, and all around, the huge black wood turned into powder in an instant, and the ground was lowered by dozens of zhang, revealing a large huge pit.

Among the three, the two on the left seem to be joining forces, they suppress the third person on the left and the right, and kill them, and although the third person retreats again and again, the momentum is not weak at all, and every shot will definitely make the former afraid to dodge and dare not take it hard.

"Chatter, Ye Qi, the old man advises you to surrender obediently, I'm afraid those disciples of yours are almost dead. This is, the person on the left suddenly chattered and laughed, and his cold voice was extremely hoarse and grinding.

"Hmph, old thief, don't come to this set, today is either you die or I die. The besieged person snorted coldly, and his shot became more and more aggressive, listening to the voice, it seemed a little familiar.

"Hey, Brother Nian, what nonsense are you talking about with him, kill him together, how do we divide the territory of the Western Yunnan Demon Sect?" The other voice was very soft, like a woman, but in that soft voice, the meaning of charm was clearly heard.