A few days later, dozens of emerald green peaks, continuous and horizontal in the line of sight of the distant view, high in the sky, the mountain peaks are dazzling, standing steeply above the mountains of the empty valley, standing straight and straight, pointing to the sky!

A huge blue and white sailing ship, like a living creature, flew in mid-air at an extremely fast speed, and after the entire hull flashed, it left a faint white cloud mark in the air.

In order to avoid some major sects or large and small national cities in the secular world, the huge sailing ship did not choose to fly in a straight line on this way, but suddenly went east and west, and often bypassed the crowded places and walked around the inaccessible barren mountains and mountains.

Therefore, along the way, except for the occasional wave of low-level monks who were driving flying spirit weapons, there were no other people, and there was no group of monks as Fu Jun had originally imagined.

Obviously, even in the Zhongyuan Continent, cultivators are still a minority of mortals compared to mundane mortals, and the place where their immortal cultivation sects are located is also imperceptible and unimaginable to ordinary people.

Similarly, even as an immortal cultivator who penetrates the heavens and the earth, in the Zhongyuan Continent, he must strictly abide by the rules of the cultivation world, and he must not disturb the lives of ordinary people.

Therefore, along the way, although the huge sailing ship flew at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, it still could not be too presumptuous or even attract attention, and it was also cautious along the way.

Mu Zizhen sat at the front of the huge sailboat, his eyes closed, and he rarely talked to them along the way, most of the time he meditated quietly, his eyes closed.

Zhan Hong'er, who was dressed in a white dress, sat cross-legged next to Fu Jun, although her face was excited, she didn't dare to speak casually, just silently looked at the scenery below.

Whether it is the green mountains and rocks stacked below, or the clear and pleasant trickle ~ trickle, or the beasts and birds of prey that haunt the mountains and forests and weeds, it seems that these can attract some attention from this woman.

Fu Jun's gaze swept over Zhan Hong'er's delicate face, and then smelled the faint body ~ fragrance emanating from this woman's body in the air, and couldn't help but smile a little bitterly in his heart.

After the end of the audition on the same day, Zhan Hong'er was extremely prominent, and actually relied on the combination of man ~ beast to pass five levels and kill six generals all the way, ranking among the top eight in one fell swoop, and in the process of competing for the top four places, he even showed the extreme yin true fire equivalent to a casual blow from a monk in the Jindan period!

This kind of extreme yin true fire, under normal circumstances, is one of the unique flame varieties of the demon beasts in the realm of fire attribute pill beasts, and the nature attribute seems to be equivalent to the pill fire in the body of the golden pill stage monk among human monks, once sacrificed, it has the domineering effect of burning all things.

Even if the best treasure is encountered, it will dissolve invisibly in an instant, which really makes the monks below the Jindan stage very afraid and dare not touch this thing.

So under the power of this flame, Zhan Hong'er also advanced to the top four!

After the game was completely over, although this woman finally stopped in the top four for various reasons, Mu Zizhen was quite interested in this woman, and specially asked her to get closer, and after personally testing this woman's qualifications, it was confirmed that Zhan Hong'er's physique was a rare Fengyan body in a hundred years, and her cultivation qualification was also a rare dual-attribute spiritual root qualification!

Under the verification of this test, Mu Zizhen was overjoyed on the spot, and his face, which was originally gloomy and not sunny, suddenly seemed to be after a dark cloud, a sunny day!

It's no wonder that this kind of physique, which is rare in a hundred years, is very easy to be mistaken for a flame body, but compared to the two, in terms of its power alone, the body of Feng Yan is much stronger than the body of flames, and in terms of actual efficacy, there are all kinds of incredible effects.

A person with this kind of physique, if he can practice the right exercises to adapt, he will be able to perform the man~beast combination technique in the future, exert twice his combat power, and kill strong enemies in an instant.

And according to legend, if a person with this kind of physique reaches a certain height, even with phantom beasts, or even holy beasts, they can combine with each other in pairs to exert earth-shattering power.

The gray-robed young man sitting next to Fu Jun was a ghost thunder with a dual identity.

At this time, Ghost Lei sat cross-legged on one side, his eyes tightly closed, and he didn't say a word, as if the outside world had nothing to do with him, and he looked quiet and peaceful.

As a strong man in the late stage of the foundation building period, Ghost Lei is a puppet manipulation technique that is exquisite, unparalleled, and naturally advanced to the top sixteen, and it is also expected to enter the outer gate of the ancient sect of the Mausoleum Temple!

However, Ghost Lei was far less fortunate than Zhan Hong'er's daughter, and in the battle of Eight into Four, he met a physical monk from Yama.

This person's name is Shengdehai, and he is a master master, and his body skills are all over the sect, and his contemporary disciples in the Yama Sect are unmatched.

This human body is exquisite, its secret skills are even more powerful, once cast, you can turn into a five-zhang tall giant, with a wave of your hand, you can open a mountain and crack a rock!

When Ghost Lei met this person, he tried his best, but he couldn't win, so he stopped in the top eight, but this kind of result was enough to make him rank among the top disciples of the outer sect!

As for the other three people in Hei Mu Lin, two of them had already been eliminated in the first round of the competition, and the remaining one couldn't enter the top sixteen because of his strength after all, so he naturally went back with Elder Zhan of the Yan Clan and the others.

In the process of getting along along the way, except for Ghost Lei and Zhan Hong'er, the remaining thirteen selected disciples never opened their eyes to him, and they all ignored Fu Jun along the way, as if Fu Jun did not exist.

Such a situation, falling in Fu Jun's eyes, naturally could only make him smile bitterly, who told himself that he could compete by bye twice in a row, and he would enter the top sixteen with a light yì.

At the same time, in the follow-up competition, whether it was sixteen into eight, or eight into four and many other competitions, Fu Jun did not hesitate to take the initiative to withdraw, in his consciousness, he could enter the top sixteen smoothly and enter the outer gate of the ancient sect of the mausoleum.

As for the top four and the first place rewards, if he is not injured, he can consider one or two.

However, this is the result, but in vain let others other than Ghost Lei and Zhan Hong'er think that Fu Jun can enter the Ancient Sect of the Mausoleum Temple by virtue of luck, and he has no real ability to do it!

In this case, Fu Jun saw it in his eyes and naturally remembered it in his heart, but in his heart, except for a little helplessness, he didn't care too much about anything!

The mountains in the distance are getting closer and closer, and they are still blurry one second, but the next second, they are already in it!

The huge sailing ship landed in the center of a platform.

There is a huge furnace several zhang high erected here, the surface is covered with mysterious and unpredictable fuzzy lines, and wisps of white smoke rise from it, which is quite ethereal.

The platform is surrounded by several tall halls on three sides, simple and elegant, quite magnificent, the position of the middle face south and north, is to establish a hundred zhang size, the magnificent hall, and behind the left hall is a row of quaint cyan buildings, the size is very different, the height is different.

Behind the hall on the right, there are rows of wooden houses of similar style, which at first glance seem to be for the disciples of low-ranking monks.

After everyone got off the sailboat, Fu Jun silently looked at the qiē in front of him, but his face was not exposed at all, so that he Mu Zizhen took a little more look.

After a short period of time, Fu Jun and the other selected disciples slowly walked into the magnificent hall under the leadership of Mu Zizhen.

"Lord Lord, the sixteen monks with outstanding talents who won this audition competition have now been brought by Zi Zhen, and they will obey the arrangement of the throne at any time. Mu Zizhen saw the person on the seat, but he saluted this person respectfully and said respectfully.

Fu Jun and the other disciples also hurriedly saluted, and after their eyes swept around the hall, they suddenly turned around, glanced at the person in charge, and lowered their heads slightly.

"We've already watched the image stone, there is Senior Brother Lao Zizhen! You go down first and take a rest. On the main seat, after a white-faced bearded man waved his hand, Mu Zizhen saluted again and respectfully withdrew.

The white-bearded man glanced at Fu Jun up and down, but he smiled slightly, and said, "Are you Fu Jun himself?" You can rest assured, since you can catch the lucky number twice in a row, it can only mean that your luck is relieved, and your fate is destined to be such and such a result. ”

After hearing this, Fu Jun was shocked when he heard this, and he couldn't imagine that his little bit of ugliness could be spread to the ears of the head of the outer gate so quickly.

"Yes, the disciple is none other than Fu Jun, and he has seen Lord Zhang. Fu Jun thought for a while, and then hurriedly said respectfully.

"Hehe, don't worry! Since the outer gate of our ancient mausoleum temple has such regulations, here and now, the outer gate of our mausoleum ancient sect will naturally accept you without any opinions, and naturally there will be no place to look down on you, in fact, this luck is also part of the strength of the monk. The white-faced bearded man couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Fu Juncheng's frightened appearance.

Fu Jun's mind turned sharply, and he faintly guessed the meaning of the white-faced bearded man's words in his heart, which was nothing more than to give him a reassurance, so that he could relax and not be nervous, and at the same time, if there was any other meaning in these words, Fu Jun couldn't hear it!