A moment later, in a majestic hall of the Great Yan Sect.

Li Ximeng and Lu Chen sat side by side at the top, and dozens of elders below were seated in turn.

Although Lu Chen is not a monk of the Great Yan Sect, but now he has a deep relationship with the Great Yan Sect, and his strength is unfathomable, so Li Ximeng invited Lu Chen to sit on the top, and his attitude was extremely persistent.

"Lu Daoyou, this is the token of the Dragon Immortal Mansion, please put it away!" As he spoke, Li Ximeng took out a cyan token from the storage ring and handed it to Lu Chen.

"Elder Li, is this ......" Lu Chen asked puzzled.

"Lu Daoyou, the top ten monks in this trial land will be able to obtain a token to enter the Dragon Immortal Mansion. One of the elders below stood up and explained.

"Thank you, Elder Li!" Lu Chen took the token and showed gratitude.

Lu Chen looked at this token carefully, and saw that the token was slightly heavy, and the spirit patterns were all over it, engraved with the words "Dragon Immortal Mansion".

Li Ximeng explained, "There are a total of ninety-nine such tokens, and three years later, it will be the day when the rumors of the Dragon Immortal Mansion will be opened. ”

Lu Chen nodded, but he felt a little strange in his heart, there was also a black token in his storage ring, which was also a dragon token, which was given by Zhao Yuanqi, a scattered cultivator in Hengnan City.

Lu Chen had a faint feeling that Zhao Yuanqi's black token should be much more advanced than this cyan token, and nine times out of ten it was the key to enter the core area of the Immortal Mansion.

Pressing down on the many thoughts in his heart, Lu Chen asked, "Elder Li, I have been in Beihai for more than eight years, and I have been looking for Huangquan Fruit, and later I heard that there may be three places in the Xizhou Islands in the Extreme West Sea, the Ice Sea and Snow Field in the Extreme North Sea, and the Immortal Mountain in the East Sea in the Extreme East Sea. ”

Li Ximeng said, "Lu Daoyou, I won't tell you anything, my Dayan Sect has a long history of dealings with the Sang family in the Ice, Sea and Snow Plains of the Extreme North Sea, but the Sang family is a hidden family that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and it never easily allows strange monks to enter their family territory. ”

"The old man's identity token may be useful to you. With that, Li Ximeng took out the token of his Great Yan Sect Elder and handed it to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen took the token and put it into the storage ring.

Li Ximeng continued, "Lu Daoyou, I've heard of the Immortal Cultivation Conference. ”

Lu Chen nodded and said, "But the Beihai Immortal Cultivation Conference that will be held every hundred years?"

The old man said, "Yes, the Immortal Cultivation Conference is actually prepared for several top sects in the Spirit Realm to come to the Mortal Realm to recruit talented and intelligent disciples. ”

"Where the Immortal Cultivation Conference is held every time is held, it is naturally a great honor for our sects in the mortal realm. ”

"The Xuandao Sect is the first sect recognized in the mortal world, so the previous immortal cultivation conferences were held in the Xuandao Sect. ”

"The next Immortal Cultivation Conference will be held two years later, and my Dayan Sect has proposed to Xuandao Sect a few years ago that he wants to hold this Immortal Cultivation Conference, and Xuandao Sect has agreed that the two sides will send monks to fight three battles, and whoever wins the most games will be held where this Immortal Cultivation Conference will be held. ”

"I wonder if Lu Daoyou can represent my Dayan Sect in the battle?"

"Elder Li, can you wait until I come back from the ice sea and snow fields in the extreme north sea to participate in this competition?" Lu Chen said apologetically.

"Lu Daoyou, in time

You decide!" Li Ximeng said.

The next day, Lu Chen bid farewell to the high-level of the Great Yan Sect and set off for the ice and snow fields of the extreme northern sea.

A few months later, Lu Chen noticed that more and more ice had appeared on the sea in front of the spirit boat.

In the end, the spirit boat could no longer travel.

Lu Chen had no choice but to fly down to the ice, and after collecting the spirit boat, he controlled the magic weapon and continued to fly forward.

According to Li Ximeng, the Supreme Elder of the Great Yan Sect, this place is the Extreme North Sea.

After flying for half a month, a snow-covered land finally appeared in front of Lu Chen.

As soon as he stepped on this land, there was a biting cold wind blowing, and it was difficult for the low-ranking monks to withstand this cold air.

At this moment, Lu Chen's vision was all white, and the roar of a violent storm and snow could even be heard not far away.

As soon as Lu Chen walked hundreds of feet, a storm of ice and snow hit him.

In this extremely cold environment, it was difficult for the Jindan period monks to hold on for a moment, but for Lu Chen, it was not difficult to resist.

As the land dust went deeper and deeper into the heart of the snowfield, the cold in the storm became more and more terrifying.

Seven days later, the chill was enough to discourage the Infant Monks.

Three days later, the cold air in the blizzard had reached an extremely terrifying level, and even a cultivator in the early stage of the Transformation of the Gods could only last for a day at most in this harsh environment.

At this moment, the blizzard stopped suddenly, and an ordinary snowman suddenly drilled out of the snow hundreds of feet away in front of Lu Chen.

The snowman roared angrily, and the white snow accumulated on the ground within a radius of hundreds of feet quickly gathered towards the snowman.

After a while, the size of the snowman had become dozens of zhang in size, exuding a strong aura.

The snowman swung his fists and struck at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen's body flashed, his right hand flipped over, turned into a huge handprint, and suddenly pressed towards the giant snowman.

The snowman's body instantly cracked and turned into countless pieces of snow.

It's just surprising that these snow blocks are spliced together again to form a giant snowman after counting breaths.

Lu Chen instantly understood that the entire range of the Ice Sea and Snow Field had been set up by the Sang family with a ninth-order spirit gathering array.

Within this circle, the snowman can live forever.

The fight with the snowman just now, Lu Chen believed that the Sang family monk must have noticed it.

Lu Chen shouted loudly to the other party, "Monk of the Xia Dayan Sect, I have something to ask to see the head of the Sang family!"

After a while, a transparent light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him, and out of the light curtain came a Yuan Infant Monk.

This person arched his hand to Lu Chen and said, "Senior, do you have an identity token?"

Lu Chen handed over the identity token of Li Ximeng, the Supreme Elder of the Great Yan Sect, to the other party.

"Senior, please wait!" After speaking, the figure stepped into the light curtain and disappeared.

In an attic of the Mulberry family in the Ice Sea Snow Field.

The two old men were sitting opposite each other drinking.

One old man is Sang Hanfeng, the head of the Sang family, and the other old man is Peng Lao, the owner of Baihuaju.

"Peng Daoyou, you haven't been to our Sang family for more than a hundred years!" Sang Hanfeng said.

"Yes, don't you think of your Sang family's ice and snow brewing, come and ask for a glass of wine, Sang family

Lord, it's still a strong drink!" After speaking, Peng Lao drank the spirit wine in the cup in one gulp.

Hearing that Peng Lao, who was known as the master of winemaking, praised his own spirit wine, Sang Hanfeng couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

At this moment, a clansman walked into the attic, bowed to Sang Hanfeng and said, "Qiqi family master, there is a late stage cultivator of the Great Yan Sect who wants to see you?"

"Please let him in!" Receiving the token handed by the clansman, Sang Hanfeng recognized at a glance that this was the identity token of his friend Li Ximeng.

After a while, the Sang family member appeared in front of Lu Chen again and returned the token to Lu Chen.

"Senior, please follow me!"

Stepping into the light curtain, Lu Chen looked up, it was completely different from the ice and snow outside, there were patches of forests and mountains, the scenery was pleasant, and the aura was overflowing.

Lu Chen said secretly, this is really a good place to cultivate.

"The head of the Qiqi family, this senior has something to ask to see!" said the clansman to Sang Hanfeng.

"Junior, Lu Chen, has seen Sang's senior!" Lu Chen bowed.

"Lu Xiaoyou!" Old Peng saw that the person who came was Lu Chen, whom he knew.

"I've seen Peng Lao!" Lu Chen was also surprised to see the owner of the Southern Continent Hundred Flowers Residence, surnamed Peng, here.

"Sang seniors, juniors took the liberty to visit, they wanted to make a deal with the Sang family. Lu Chen said.

"What deal?" Sang Hanfeng asked.

"The younger generation needs a Huangquan fruit and wants to ...... with the Sang family," Lu Chen said.

Without waiting for Lu Chen to finish speaking, Sang Hanfeng said directly, "Lu Xiaoyou, I'm really sorry, my Sang family did find a Huangquan fruit, but that was a thousand years ago. ”

When Lu Chen heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

"Senior Sang, junior farewell!" Since there was no Huangquan Fruit in the Ice Sea Snow Field, Lu Chen got up and prepared to leave.

"Sang Daoyou, the old man has been a guest at Sang's house for many days, and it's time to leave. Peng Lao also said goodbye.

A moment later, the old man surnamed Peng and Lu Chen left the ice sea and snow field together.

(End of chapter)