The rising sun was rising, dyeing the eighth-level tomb platform golden.

Dozens of monks stood quietly in front of the phantom gate, without placing jade chairs, without the excitement and expectation of the past, and even with a trace of indifferent tiredness.

The huge cheering elders of Donglingmen did not arrive, and the beautiful scenery of Danshan Cloud Pavilion was still there, and Chi Lihua, who was dressed in plain clothes, stood lonely in front, his face was as still as water, looking at the Phantom Gate, like a sculpture. The surprise absence of Zhan Invincible and his hundred Sanying monks also made the attendees breathe a long sigh of relief.

Ouyang De turned around and faced dozens of monks, Yun Danfeng smiled lightly:

"Fellow Donglingmen, today is a game of zuihou, the competition of the phantom game, it was originally me and Ge Zhangmen who jointly served as the referee of this game, I don't want to cheat and violate the rules in the Donglingmen killing game, and I also angered the Sanying monk, and now I am under investigation, so the referee of the phantom game is played by me Ouyang De alone. As you all know, the millennium fantasy is just a formality. There are no rewards and punishments, so let the disciples feel the spells and expectations left by the ancestors of the East Pole to future generations. However, the disciples participating in the test must not slack off, because the phantom game is also calculated for results, and who is the first core disciple of the five sects of Dongling Mountain this time, after this game, it will be known. Within four hours, the final winner is to break the game, and the so-called breakthrough is the destruction of the phantom door. If no one breaks the game, based on the time of the illusion, whoever comes out first is the first, and the one who comes out is the last. After the kill, all survivors can participate, and now I announce that the Phantom Contest has officially begun. All the contestants are out!"

Ouyang De's voice lagged behind, and he took almost a dozen breaths before he slowly walked out of the monk.

Kou Yan of the Dongling Gate leaned her head against her head, gritted her teeth and was the first to leave the team, her eyes always staring at the ground, and she didn't look at the monks of the other four gates. Her face was gloomy, and she seemed to be preoccupied, and she was the only Donglingmen monk who had reached the eighth-level tomb.

Murong Xingchen's face was swollen, his mouth was crooked, a pair of eyes could only open a thin slit, and the coercion on his body was still very unstable in the early stage of foundation building, as if he was about to fall into the realm at any time. He shuddered, dejected, and walked out of the crowd.

Zhi Huyi was in full spirit, flashed to the edge of the phantom gate, looked at the phantom door, and his eyes flashed.

Immediately, Bu Xizi, Le Tucheng and Wei Qiyin paced out one by one.

When the nine flashes came out, there was a rare commotion in the big guy area.

"Fairy Caixia, who do you think will win the first place in this fantasy game? It won't be this foundation building minor repair again, right?" Bei Baifeng smiled, and there was a hint of mockery in his smile.

"Hehe, there's also this possibility! The illusion game is not won by cultivation in the first place. For thousands of years, it is not those who can quickly get out of the illusion game, but those who are tenacious and have a heart like a rock. Bai Feng, don't have prejudices against Tianjiu, among these people, except for Wei Qiyin, it is estimated that his will is the most tenacious. ”

"Hmph! a pervert, with the protection of a woman, what kind of tenacity do you talk about?!" Nan Zhantian suddenly opened his eyes at this time and snorted very disdainfully.

Dongfang Caixia's face suddenly flushed, and her eyes stared at Nan Zhantian sharply: "Zhantian, shut your stinky mouth! Hmph, haven't you always wanted to challenge me again? Okay, ten days later, you go to Yutiao Mountain City, I'll wait for you there!"

"You...... You actually came to challenge me for this kid? It's unreasonable! Very good, I'll definitely go!" Nan Zhantian said angrily.

Dongfang Caixia was about to continue talking, when Ouyang De's words came: "Okay!

After speaking, the first one walked to the phantom door and raised his hand to insert a wood-colored jade talisman into the groove next to the door. The heads of the other three sects also stepped forward one by one and inserted the jade plaques one by one.

Dongfang Caixia shook her head and walked to the edge of the Phantom Gate, and Zuihou inserted the wood-colored jade talisman of the Dongling Gate into the groove.

A burst of smoke rose and the phantom door suddenly opened.

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Tian Jiu stepped in, his head was dizzy, and he was suddenly lost.

A six-story bluestone pagoda stands majestically, and under the pagoda, there are crowds of people.

"Baoguang Pagoda!"

Tianjiu looked around in astonishment, and he found that he had returned to the earth, to the land of Zhongdu, which had once haunted his dreams.

At this time, he was mixed in with the crowd, following the flow of people and walking towards the pagoda.

Not far away, in the Baoguang Pagoda, the fog is swirling, the sandalwood is fragrant, a piece of pious crowd is burning incense to worship, after worshipping, one by one into a hut behind the Buddha, after a while, all hands are holding a paper note of different colors, and rushed out with joy.

"Haha! That master said that I will be promoted this year!" exclaimed a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with a big belly, and his joy was self-evident.

"Hehe, I'll be lucky in three months!" said another thin man who had not been out for a long time.

"Wow! so lucky!" the crowd who had not yet entered the pagoda let out a sigh of admiration, and they were full of anticipation for the inside.

"This aunt, what are we going to do here?" asked Tianjiu, looking curiously at a fat aunt in front of him.

"Huh?" The fat aunt turned her head and looked at Tianjiu strangely: "Young man, are you here to make trouble, right?

"What is the master?" Tianjiu was even more confused.

"You...... Are you from Zhongdu? You don't even know Master Yun? Now in the entire Zhongdu, and even in Huaxia, Master Yun is famous, not to mention that a little stone becomes gold, at least a hundred questions and a hundred spirits will not be able to run. Seeing that you are young and frivolous, you will know whether you know whether you have learned or not, and remember to knock your head loudly and be sincere in your heart. Maybe the master will take care of you, alas, poor boy! Follow me, don't talk nonsense, if you offend the master, your life will be over!"

After the fat aunt finished speaking, she had already arrived in the main hall.

Kowtowing, offering incense, and worshipping, Tianjiu mechanically followed the fat aunt step by step into the small room not far away.

There was a thud, and the door slammed shut.

Tianjiuyi looked up, and the fat aunt who was in front of him was gone.

In the middle of the hut, a petite figure sat cross-legged on the ground, thin shoulders, delicate face, dressed in a gray dress, no green silk, hands folded, eyes closed, and jerky words trembling in his mouth.

"That Xiao Yun?!"

Tian Jiu exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward quickly, carefully taking a closer look at this once familiar figure.

"Donor, I'm Master Nayun, this is a place of Buddhist retreat, don't make a noise!

"Xiao Na! I'm Tianjiu, don't you know Tianjiu?" Tianjiu stared at the other party's withered hand and exclaimed excitedly.

"Tianjiu...... Tianjiu ......!"

In the other party's pretty eyes, the originally lifeless look suddenly burst into brilliance, and he trembled excitedly: "Tianjiu, you are really Tianjiu, I finally waited for you again!"

After speaking, he looked at Tianjiu with tears in his eyes.

Tianjiu looked at Xiao Yun stupidly, and asked helplessly, "Xiao Na, why are you here?

"Hmph, I still want to ask you, where did you die, why did you leave me?" Xiao Yun's eyes flashed, and she shouted angrily.

"Xiao Na, I'm going to cultivate immortals in the immortal realm......"

"Cultivating immortals, who told you to go, and how did you go?

"Yes......" Tianjiu suddenly paused, he really couldn't remember how he went to cultivate immortals.

"Don't say yes, then you can go, and come back when you think clearly!" Xiao Yun's face was gloomy.

"Xiao Na, I cultivated immortals to find you and find my way home, and now that I'm back, why don't you ignore me?"

"Hmph, either make the situation clear!or, get out!" the little Yun shouted.

"No, you have to come with me!"

Tianjiu gritted his teeth, jumped over suddenly, and grabbed Xiao Yun.

"Bang~!"

A crisp chime rang out, and then a melodious bell rang out, stirring through his gray mind. In front of Tianjiu's body, a trace of light suddenly burst out, and in his sea of consciousness, the time child suddenly roared, washing away all the fog on his body and mind.

He staggered out, his eyes clear.

In a wood-colored hall, there is a standing in the middle of the heavens. On the high platform of the main hall, an old man with wind candles, stroking his sword with both hands, sat on the jade chair tremblingly, and on the left hand side, a wooden crutch leaned against the jade chair, which looked dazzling and abnormal. It was as if a dying old man was examining his beloved sword.

"Dongji Zhenren?!" Tianjiu exclaimed in surprise.