Chapter 3: The Psychic Altar

"Alright, next!"

Liu Shan put a black token into the storage bag on his waist and stretched out his hand to a teenager behind him.

As for the controversy that occurred later, with the cultivation of the foundation building period, the release of divine consciousness can reach a radius of several miles, and he has long seen it clearly, but this kind of farce does not arouse the slightest interest to him.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound sounded, and almost everyone present looked behind them, and the scene was silent. The corners of Liu Shan's eyes twitched, he shook his head helplessly, put away the token in his hand, and walked back.

Under the dragon gate, there was a deathly silence, as if time suddenly stood still, and everyone turned their heads to look at the place where the sound originated.

At this time, Xu Shan's mouth next to Zheng Feng opened wide, completely stunned, what is the situation?

"Stop!"

Liu Shan shouted loudly, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared in front of Yun Tai, and a powerful momentum suddenly erupted from his body, which was the breath of the foundation building monk.

Yuntai's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, his face was flushed, his muscles were swelling, and he looked angry. His hands were quietly clenched into fists, as if he was about to swing them out in the next moment, but under the suppression of Liu Shan's powerful momentum, a feeling of suffocation rose in his heart, and he couldn't resist at all. His body trembled, and he slowly came to his senses, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Lord Immortal Envoy, he started beating people!" Yun Tai said in a low voice with a wince, pointing at Zheng Feng opposite, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes.

Just now, Zheng Feng suddenly waved his hand, without using any strength, just simply waved his hand and slapped Yuntai's face, which surprised everyone.

Yuntai was completely defenseless, he couldn't imagine that on such an occasion, Zheng Feng would dare to make a move. He put on a shot before, just to scare Zheng Feng.

Immediately reacted, there was a hot pain on the left side of his face, and the strange eyes around him, and roared angrily: "I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing a faint red mark on Yun Tai's left face, a sense of happiness rose in his heart, and sure enough, as he expected, Yun Tai was furious and wanted to make a move, but was stopped by the messenger.

"Why did you hit someone?" Liu Shan calmly stared at the thin young man in front of him, who had just been bullied, and actually had the courage to fight back, and it was in front of his own eyes, and he couldn't help but arouse some interest.

Zheng Feng looked directly at Liu Shan's eyes, did not dodge in the slightest, and said calmly: "I saw a mosquito flying by just now, and I made a rash move, but I didn't expect to hurt him by mistake, I'm really sorry." ”

Stopping his answer, Yun Tai on the side jumped up angrily and shouted: "You don't have to quibble, where did the mosquitoes come from, why didn't I see them?"

"Shut up!" Liu Shan snorted softly, and Yuntai immediately quieted down.

"You said you were fighting mosquitoes just now?" asked Liu Shan with a smirk.

"Yes, I'm just fighting mosquitoes!" Zheng Feng nodded.

"In that case, this matter will end here, if there is still anyone making noise, I will disqualify him from participating in the Immortal Ascension Conference!" Liu Shan glanced at Yun Tai warningly, turned around and walked to the front, and continued to collect the token.

"Fight mosquitoes, hehehe......"

There were bursts of low laughter in the crowd, pointing at Yun Tai, making his face change for a while, red and white, and finally stared at Zheng Feng fiercely, his eyes were full of viciousness, and then ran to the other side.

"Brother Feng, you are too fierce, the messenger is in front, you dare to make a move, and you also fight mosquitoes, it's too funny, hahaha......" Xu Shan laughed strangely in front.

"He moved first, why can't I fight back?" Zheng Feng said lightly, slowly moving forward.

"That's right, but be careful in the future, the monkey won't stop. Xu Shan thought for a while and reminded.

"Understood!" Zheng Feng nodded.

Within the Spirit Beast Sect, the power of the Cloud Kingdom accounted for at least one-tenth, which should not be underestimated. And the Zheng Guo forces to which he belongs have been very weak over the years under the suppression of the other party.

In his previous life, he was able to get out of this kind of difficulty, not to mention that he understood the direction of history in this life, and the opportunities that he had missed in the past must be taken away in this life, and only in this way can he go further on the long road of cultivation.

"Senior Brother Jiang Chong, are you okay over there?" Liu Shan asked the man in white on the other side as he put all the tokens into his storage bag.

"Alright, let's go!" Jiang Zhong put the last token into the storage bag on his waist and turned to say.

Liu Shan and Jiang Zhong walked to the middle of the stone pillar, each put away their own spirit beast, and then slapped their waists, and two turquoise streamers flew out and landed in the open space in front of them.

"Wow!" Seeing the two huge flying magic weapons, the teenager in the crowd let out a burst of exclamation.

It is more than 300 meters long and 100 meters wide, and it is green all over, like a willow leaf. This is a large flying magic weapon unique to the Spirit Beast Sect, and if it is crowded, it can carry about a thousand people.

Under the arrangement of the two messengers, Liu Shan and Jiang Zhong, more than 500 teenagers boarded a willow leaf flying boat in turn, and those who carried the entourage were on another willow leaf flying boat.

"Up!"

Both of them stood at the front of the willow leaf flying boat, each hands made a magic decision, and the huge willow leaf flying boat slowly soared up, passed through the middle of the stone pillar, and flew towards the top of the mountain, causing a burst of exclamations.

Zheng Feng sat cross-legged quietly, this kind of slow-moving large flying magic weapon had no advantages except for the large number of people it contained.

Suddenly felt that someone was watching him, and when he looked at it, he saw that on another willow leaf flying boat, Yun Tai, the little marquis of Yun Kingdom, was staring at him deadly, with a trace of resentment and murderous intent in his eyes.

Zheng Feng looked back at Yuntai, his deep eyes were incomprehensible, his mouth opened and closed, and he said silently: "I will kill you, wait!"

"Hmph!" Yun Tai retracted his gaze and said with hatred in his heart: "Two wastes dare to lie to me, Zheng Feng is actually still alive, but Uncle Wang's status in the Spirit Beast Sect does not seem to be low, it shouldn't be difficult to kill him, wait for me." ”

The willow leaf flying boat passed through the thick clouds, and the vision became clear, completely different from the scene seen outside, with large pavilions and attics built on the mountainside, and occasionally human figures could be seen shuttling through them.

Elk run through the mountains and forests, white cranes dance by the water's edge, and geese fly across the sky. Occasionally, a streamer flew up from the ground, and it disappeared in front of him in an instant, and a human figure could be vaguely seen, and the entire Spirit Beast Sect was like a fairyland on earth.

Zheng Feng looked at the familiar scene in front of him, a trace of throbbing rose in his heart, it looked like a harmonious scene in front of him, but there was a cruel and ruthless battle inside, I don't know if this group of teenagers who knew the truth would yearn for the Spirit Beast Sect so much.

After a cup of tea, everyone came to the top of the mountain, the top of the empty mountain, and in the middle was a high platform that had been built, on which stood the head of the Spirit Beast Sect and the elders of each courtyard.

Jiang Zhong and Liu Shan divided the group of teenagers into three groups, two hundred people in a group, plus the people who were originally waiting here, just six hundred people.

On the east side of the top of the mountain, there are three psychic altars, arranged in the shape of a gossip, surrounded by inlaid spirit stones of various colors.

Liu Shan stood in front of this group of teenagers, and said solemnly: "What I say now, you had better remember it clearly, otherwise you will lose your life later, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

"When you enter the altar, you just close your eyes, sit cross-legged, and don't worry about anything else. If you feel that your body can't bear it and can't hold on, you will crush the jade talisman in your hand. ”

One of the teenagers asked, "If you can't hold on, what will happen if you don't crush the jade talisman?"

"Hehe...... " Liu Shan Senran smiled, making people feel a little terrifying. "If you can't hold on anymore, if you don't crush the jade talisman, you will blow yourself up and die, don't have a fluke mentality. ”

Hiss......

Everyone took a breath in unison, obviously Liu Shan's words frightened these teenagers, after all, most of these teenagers were only in their teens, and when they heard that they would die inside, they were a little afraid in their hearts.

Zheng Feng had an indifferent attitude at this time, he had already experienced a psychic ritual five hundred years ago, as long as he had a spiritual root, he would not have to worry about his life.

Under the arrangement of Liu Shan and Jiang Chong, all the people entered the psychic altar in turn, and according to the position of the futon, they were done cross-legged, Zheng Feng sat on an altar in the middle, and Xu Shan sat next to him.

When all the people were ready, there were eight black-clothed deacon disciples standing outside each altar, each holding a small gossip plate in their hands, and their right hands played a magic decision against the gossip plate, only to see the spirit stones around them light up at the same time, and the spirit patterns carved on the ground slowly flashed out.

Wisps of white aura rose up, and they were imprisoned by the magic circle and could not float out, but could only be condensed in the altar. The aura grew thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a spiritual mist, and white points of light flew in the altar, and finally rushed to the young man sitting on the ground.

Feeling the rich aura pouring into his body, Zheng Feng condensed his mind and guarded the spiritual platform, not moving like a mountain. The aura slowly condensed in the body, and finally converged into a small stream of spiritual power, which flowed slowly in the veins, and every time it advanced a short distance, the tearing pain entered the brain.

After a while, some people couldn't bear this severe pain and gave up, crushed the spirit rune and teleported out, some people didn't have a spirit root but refused to give up, only to see the whole person instantly burst into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only a pile of clothes to fall to the ground.

The spiritual root is divided into nine grades according to the color, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, silver, gold, silver and gold spiritual roots have not appeared in the immortal cultivation world, and the purple spiritual root is already the best spiritual root.

According to the effect of the spiritual root, it is divided into the lower three grades, the middle three grades and the upper three grades, the red orange and yellow belong to the lower three grades, and so on, the spiritual roots of the middle three grades are twice as fast as the lower three grades, and the upper three grades are twice as fast as the middle and upper grades.

In the lower three grades, the cultivation speed of the orange spirit root is three percent faster than that of the red spirit root, and the yellow spirit root is three percent faster than the orange spirit root. The green spirit root of the middle third grade is forty percent faster than the yellow spirit root of the lower third grade, and it is just twice as fast as the red spirit root.

And in terms of the breakthrough of the realm, the difficulty of the breakthrough of the orange spirit root is lower than that of the red spirit root, and the probability of breaking through is much greater.

A quarter of an hour had passed, and only thirty-six teenagers remained in the altar. In other words, among the six hundred people, only these thirty-six people have spiritual roots, which shows the cruelty of the immortal cultivation world, and the first step is to keep the vast majority of people out.

Zheng Feng was gritting his teeth at the moment, he was the worst Chiling Root, so he insisted on it the hardest. A looming white aura slowly appeared above the heads of the thirty-six teenagers, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura frantically surged towards the teenagers' bodies, and the white aura was slowly transforming into a red aura.

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