"In the late stage of the retreat, retreat?" the man who heard the voice was obviously stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh, and no more sound came out.

The monk surnamed Bai of the Ancient Sword Sect raised his hand without saying much, and a white light hit a seemingly ordinary bluestone nearby, and suddenly the light flashed in the pile of rocks, and after a white light emerged, this person disappeared without a trace.

This pile of rocks turned out to be a teleportation circle that had been cleverly disguised.

After the gray-clothed old man saw the other party leaving, he took care of himself and sat down cross-legged on Kuaishanshi nearby.

At the other end of the teleportation array, in a small stone room in Baiqiao Courtyard, the figure of Confucian appeared in the magic circle in the white light, and several high-ranking monks from the three factions such as the old man surnamed Fu stood around.

"How about junior brother, the preparations over there are almost there. When the monk surnamed Jiang saw the figure of Confucianism appear, he asked first without thinking.

"Senior brother, don't worry. Everything is in order with the Holy Land. You can teleport over now. Confucius replied with a smile.

"That's good! Trouble Brother Duan, bring those ten juniors in. According to the agreement, each of our three factions sent a monk to accompany us. Our side is followed by Elder Wang, and the Luoyun Sect already has a Yufeng Lord. Brother Jiang, who are you going with here? The old man surnamed Fu nodded with satisfaction and said.

When the old man in the red shirt heard this, he pushed the door out without saying a word.

"What is there to go to the Holy Land, it's not that I haven't been there. Let's let Senior Brother Bai take a trip. The old man surnamed Jiang replied indifferently.

"That's fine. I remember that although Bai Daoyou was not on duty in the Holy Land, he was also one of the ten disciples of the Sword Trial Conference at the beginning, and now he has revisited the old place. The old man surnamed Fu smiled and said.

The green-robed Confucian nodded calmly and agreed, without saying anything.

But the white-clothed ** came to Confucian with a charming smile and stood side by side with him, looking extremely loving.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the stone room, and the red-shirted old man walked in with a calm expression, followed by the disciples of the three sects who entered the top ten.

This time. Although the Luoyun Sect still didn't get the first place. However, there are as many as four disciples who have entered the top ten, accounting for the first of the three sects.

This made the old man surnamed Duan calm on the surface, but he was quite complacent in his heart.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the four of his disciples, a woman surnamed Mu in Tianquan Peak, and a young man with a cold face and a young man named Sun Huo in Huoyun Peak.

As for the other two, they were Han Li and Na Du Dong.

As soon as Han Li saw Du Dong, the expression on the face of this Fire Cloud Peak Peak Lord remained unchanged. But I couldn't help but snort coldly in my heart. A hint of sarcasm flashed in my heart.

As for the disciples who won the first place this time. It was a young man in black with a look like a sword out of the sheath, and this young man was Meng Di, a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who had the "Nine Spirit Sword Body".

The "Nine Spirit Sword Body" is known as the three major sword cultivation spirit bodies in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, which is not a joke at all. This person relied on a top-level sword weapon in his hand. No opponent could survive a moment and a half under its invincible sword aura. Completely with an absolute advantage to achieve the final first.

Thinking of this, the red-shirted old man was a little jealous of the good luck of the Ancient Sword Sect again.

Han Li looked coldly at the room full of "Jiedan masters", and his heart was not surprised or happy.

After winning all three rounds, he deliberately lost to a foundation building stage opponent who was not weak in the cultivation of the Baiqiao Academy, so that he participated in the seventh- to tenth-place competition with five other opponents who were also defeated.

Eventually, he made a pair of talismans that were about to run out. barely managed to pass the image of the place. Grabbed ninth place.

As for that Du Dong, I don't know if it's the same as his intentions. He also lost in the fourth game, and then deliberately lost to him, ranking last.

This made Han Li speechless for a while.

The highest-ranked disciple of the Luoyun Sect was the young man named Sun Huo. His cultivation is not weak, and he even grabbed the third place.

However, from Han Lidi's point of view, apart from the black-clothed young man who was in the first place, if his magic weapon could match his exercises, it would not be a problem at all to defeat the Baiqiao Academy disciple who was in second place.

As soon as the conference ended, each of the top ten disciples was given a top-level magic weapon. And the black-clothed young man named Meng Di had an extra jade box with a Fixing Pill in it.

When Han Li saw the jade box, he made a decision without thinking.

If this trip goes well, it will be okay to get the spiritual root and Danfang of the Spirit Eye Tree. If not, he wouldn't mind borrowing it from this Ancient Sword disciple.

After all, when condensing the Yuan Infant, having the Fixing Elixir will make it a lot easier.

While Han Li was thinking about it, the old man surnamed Fu had already begun to let the disciples teleport.

The young monks of the three factions also knew where they were going next, and most of them were smiling.

In the flash of white light, the monk surnamed Bai and a middle-aged monk of Baiqiao Academy with a ruddy face passed over first. Then all the disciples went in pairs and passed over in the same way.

After a period of dizziness, Han Li and the others appeared in a desolate stone pile filled with thick fog and humid air.

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously released his divine sense to probe this place, but his divine thoughts only stretched out dozens of zhang away, and he was immediately blocked back by some kind of prohibition.

He felt a pang in his heart, knowing that there was a very powerful magic circle set up here, and it was best to achieve the goal secretly.

Seeing that they were all teleported over, the gray-clothed old man stood up unhurriedly, and as soon as he raised his hand, a yellow magic battle was struck, and he flew into the mist and disappeared.

A thick fog rolled around. Then, in their direction, the mist suddenly dissipated, and not far away, a moss-covered stone wall appeared, as if no one had visited.

"Listen, because the spiritual water is refined, it must be used to wash your eyes immediately, so you have this opportunity to enter the forbidden land of the three factions. Otherwise, even we are not allowed to approach this place in normal times. Once you enter, you can only stay in it for one day and one night, and the next day you must leave immediately. And there are many prohibitions inside, and you must not trespass inside, otherwise you will bear the consequences. The Confucian surnamed Bai seemed to be very familiar with everything inside, and before the other two could say anything, he first admonished in a cold voice.

These low-level disciples naturally agreed to each other.

At this time, from the direction of the cyan stone wall, the voice of the man who had been heard at the beginning came.

"Alright. I'll talk about what I have to say when I come in. I'm going to open up the big array for you. ”

As soon as the man surnamed Yue finished speaking, the stone wall shook and blurred like a water surface, and then the green light shone in all directions, making it impossible to look at it directly.

After a while, when everyone came back to their senses and looked ahead, they were stunned.

The cyan stone wall suddenly disappeared, and in its place was a huge stone door with two doors closed.

The spells on the stone gate were densely packed, and the colorful spiritual light flickered non-stop, and I don't know how many powerful prohibitions were placed on it. Outside the stone gate, there are several layers of yellow light curtains, which cover the door inside, and it is impossible to easily touch the stone gate.

But at this time, in front of the huge gate that was more than ten zhang high, there was a yellow-clothed monk standing with his hands behind his back.

This monk seemed to be in his forties, his thick black eyebrows were slightly upside down, and his face was so shocking that ordinary people were terrified when they saw it, and they didn't dare to look at him at all.

"Hehe! Senior Brother Yue's ghost decision seems to have made a lot of progress. It seems that the senior brother is cultivating near the sacred tree, and his cultivation is really a thousand miles in a day. The middle-aged monk of Baiqiao Academy, when he saw the angry appearance of the yellow-clothed monk, immediately muttered with a little envy on his face.

His words were not loud, but they were clear in the ears of the monk surnamed Yue. The yellow-clothed monk immediately rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously.

"Hmph! If you are willing to stay in the forbidden land for fifty or sixty years, you can naturally come in and do penance. I'm afraid that my junior brother won't be able to bear it anymore!"

When the middle-aged monk of Baiqiao Temple heard this, he immediately looked scornful.

"Senior brother, I just said casually, Senior Brother Yue and my two senior brothers, Khotan, are guarding here, and it is naturally extremely hard. I just ......"

"Well, no more say. This prohibition was jointly set up by several Yuan Infant Stage Masters of my three factions, and it will only take me a moment to open the ban, so you better hurry up!"

As soon as the yellow-clothed monk finished saying this, he immediately flipped his palm, and an extra yellow token came out of his hand.

His face was solemn, and his mouth was full of words.

Suddenly the yellow light on the token bloomed, and then a piece of yellow glow swept out from Chong, and everywhere he went, the light curtain suddenly melted and disappeared, revealing a passage several feet in size. Let's all go in, move faster!" When Confucius saw this, he urged without thinking about it. Then it took the lead in turning into a white rainbow and shooting forward.

The gray-clothed old man and the middle-aged monk of Bai Qiaoyuan also shot into it with a command in their mouths.

Seeing this, Han Li and the others didn't dare to slack off, and followed one after another.