Most of the life of an immortal cultivator is spent in boring meditation, and a month is only a matter of a moment for the long path of cultivation for an immortal cultivator.

However, this month's time is not so calm for Haoran Pavilion, the whole Haoran Pavilion is becoming more and more lively day by day, and the light of escape passes through the air from time to time, and the bright lights of gorgeous spells come and go one after another.

The night before, it had all fallen silent, and all the previous noise had been quietly hidden at this moment, but everyone knew that it was a brief calm before the storm.

In the early morning, a simple and melodious bell suddenly sounded, "Dong Dong Dong", and the powerful penetrating power instantly covered the entire Haoran Pavilion.

After the bell landed, suddenly, five white dazzling pillars of light emerged from the five peaks of Haoran, and in the blink of an eye, the five pillars of light of Kung Fu were connected together in mid-air, forming a huge disc in mid-air.

In an instant, dense points of light floated around the main peak of the entire Haoran Pavilion, and a powerful coercion was like a broken bamboo, and the vitality between heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic, and the wind and clouds changed color.

The powerful coercion made the disciples of Haoran Pavilion dare not look directly, and even some monks in the Qi cultivation period couldn't help but bow down, and the monks above the foundation building period were in a slightly better situation, but there were still a lot of fierce expressions on their faces.

At this moment, ten thousand rays of light suddenly shot out from under the disc, and a huge figure slowly formed in mid-air, and the figure looked like a scholar about thirty years old, holding a book in one hand and a golden pen in the other.

At the moment when the figure appeared, an indescribable aura of Haoran spread across the entire Haoran Pavilion, from Gang to Yang, filling the sky and the earth.

However, the moment the disciples of Haoran Pavilion felt this Haoran Qi, a kind of cordiality filled their entire hearts, and the discomfort caused by the majesty of heaven and earth all disappeared at this moment.

This kind of vision of Haoran Pavilion was noticed by the high-level monks of the entire Haoran Pavilion in a moment, and the masters of several small sects and immortal cultivation families who were relatively close to Haoran Pavilion all looked in the direction of Haoran Pavilion with shocked faces, and their faces were more or less frightened.

In the southeast of Haoran Pavilion, in a palace thousands of miles away, a young and beautiful young woman who was meditating frowned slightly, glanced at the northwest direction, nodded thoughtfully, and then continued to meditate and cultivate.

In the northeast of Haoran Pavilion, in a pitch-black hall, a man in black gently opened his closed eyes, stretched out a pair of hands with green dark nails, and gently pinched it, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes, "Hehe, this Haoran Pavilion is quite interesting, every twenty years, at the same time as the Fighting Law Conference, they release their sour aura to deter other sects, but I want to see how many times you can still get away." ”

The man in black sneered, then closed his eyes and meditated.

The vision on Haoran Pavilion's side lasted for half a quarter of an hour before it gradually began to dissipate, and by the time everything returned to normal, a quarter of an hour had quietly passed.

At this time, a sharp sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in the sky, and seven or eight figures in between, each stepping on a shining flying sword, released colorful light on their bodies, like a dazzling rainbow, competing to fly forward.

At the beginning, the red mang was ahead, but in a blink of an eye, he was caught up by the green mang behind, and then he was overtaken by a yellow mang, and several rays of light competed with each other, no one obeyed anyone, chasing each other, full of passion.

At the same time, in the other direction, a series of golden horses suddenly appeared, circling around them, which were eye-catching, and immediately became the focus of mid-air.

After all these horses were gone, a huge golden pen more than five zhang long suddenly appeared, and on the golden pen stood more than a dozen figures in an orderly manner, flashing with terrifying golden light, streaking across the sky.

As if a little unconvinced, in a direction opposite the golden pen, a cloud with dazzling silver light appeared and disappeared, and suddenly the cloud disappeared from everyone's eyes, replaced by a huge silver book, the book flashed with mysterious charms, also carrying a dozen people, flying in the air.

"Huh" A loud chirp suddenly sounded, and then a huge bird shadow more than three feet long flew into the air, with a long whistle, straight into the sky A moment later, the huge bird shadow appeared in front of everyone from the nine heavens with three or five figures.

It seemed that they were stimulated by these people, and the other Haoran Pavilion disciples also began to act, all kinds of magic weapons flashed with dazzling light, scrambling to fly into the air, densely packed, and in the blink of an eye, the Haoran Pavilion was all shrouded by human figures.

There were also many people on the ground, and one after another the figures flashed like a breeze, leaving no trace, and when they stepped over, the grass on the ground did not react. Even a light skill master in the secular realm who has cultivated to the realm of treading snow without a trace may find it difficult to do so.

Although these people have different ways of flying, but the goal is the same, a huge canyon in the middle of the five peaks of Haoran, I don't know how many years ago, it has been cultivated by Haoran Pavilion as a master of the heavens to arrange a huge magic circle, forming a huge fighting field, specially prepared for large-scale competitions or master fighting methods above the Dan period.

Lin Tian gently unfolded his escape technique at this time, and gently swept over the ground without revealing the mountains and waters, looking at the figures flashing around him and the figures flying quickly in mid-air, he secretly praised in his heart, Haoran Pavilion deserved to be one of the three major sects of the Shangyuan Kingdom.

On the ethereal main peak of Haoran Pavilion, two figures stood quietly, both of them were dressed as scholars, but one was in his twenties, while the other was forty or fifty years old.

But what is surprising is that the man in his forties and fifties seems to be particularly respectful to the man in his twenties, and even the standing figure is half a step behind.

The two of them looked at the passionate disciples below, and couldn't help but show a smile in their eyes...

Lin Tian's speed was not very fast, and when he felt that the Dharma Arena was secretly full of people, although it was said that there were only more than three thousand people attending the conference, but at this time, there were only five or six thousand people gathered here.

Almost the entire Haoran Pavilion disciples in the Dan period gathered here, except for those who were on duty outside or cultivating in retreat, or who were too lowly in strength.

The entire arena was divided into more than a dozen rings, each of which was shrouded in an unknown circle. It's no wonder that with so many people participating, if there are too few rings, I don't know how long it will take to audition at the beginning.

Lin Tian found a place at random, pretending to be casual and looking around, but he was actually quietly probing the strength of the people around him.

Most of the people around him were at the strength of the seventh or eighth level of Qi training, and Lin Tian's cultivation of the eleventh level of Qi cultivation stood out a bit, and no one dared to approach within ten steps around.

This made Lin Tian feel a little funny in his heart, and he glanced at these people casually, only to find that there was actually a monk of the fourth level of Qi cultivation who was also mixed in, holding a magic weapon in his hand, with a confident look, Lin Tian couldn't help but be a little speechless when he saw it.

Following these people, Lin Tian gradually looked in the direction of Lei Yang, and the cultivation of these people was getting higher and higher, first the tenth layer of Qi cultivation and then the eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth layers of Qi training.

And in front of these people, there were hundreds of figures sitting secretly, and there was a faint strong momentum around these people, so that others did not dare to approach. Looking at the momentum of these people, they are all monks in the foundation building period.

Lin Tian looked at the figures of these people, in addition to shock, there was also a trace of surprise in his eyes, he glanced at those people with some confusion, turned around and looked around, and suddenly walked towards a person.

That person was just an eighth-level Qi cultivator, standing there alone, as if he had no companions, he suddenly looked up, and saw Lin Tian walking towards him, he was a little surprised in his heart, but he still said with a smile: "I don't know what this senior brother is doing when he is looking for a junior brother?"