Several monks were sitting idle in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain.
A water mirror hangs still in the air, giving a panoramic view of everything on the mountain.
"Zhenyang Sect is indeed extraordinary. The thirty-nine levels outside have been completely wiped out by others, and now there are only three levels left!"
"In the end, casual cultivators and aristocratic families cannot compare to these big sects!"
"Now there are three people in the Zhenyang Sect. I wonder if there will be anyone coming later?"
"I'm afraid these three people are enough for the Taiqing Sect to deal with it. Yang Ji seems to have passed the first level just now and went to the second level."
"Zhao Xiongzhao is already at the fourth level, and Cao Shize is even more powerful. He has reached the sixth level... There is only one step left to reach the top!"
"It is said that Shen Tuhao is coming too, why hasn't he shown up yet?"
"I'm afraid the two sects have already exchanged their candidates for Cao Shize!"
"No, no, this Cao Shize is not from Qianyan Shrine. Brother Taoist, I'm afraid he still doesn't know the internal structure of Zhenyang Sect."
"Cao Shize is the son of Cao Nai, the great elder of Qianyan Shrine. Do you think there is nothing fishy in this?"
"..."
On the water mirror, a tall figure suddenly appeared, striding towards the mountain.
"Look, this person should be the legendary Shen Tuhao!"
"Yes, it is this person. I don't know if he can pass the three tests outside."
"This person is just a newbie in the Golden Elixir. Compared with the other three from the Zhenyang Sect, there is a gap of decades of accumulation. I'm afraid it's a bit awkward."
"I don't think so. Before Shen Tuhao entered the Golden Core, he had many adventures. He possesses top-notch body-training techniques and third-level magic weapons. His true strength is probably not inferior to that of Yang Ji!"
…
Outside the Taiqing Sect, there were many monks like this in small groups.
At this time.
They either found a place on the mountain to sit leisurely, or they stayed in the void outside the mountain, staying in their chariot and cloud tower, all using the secret technique of water mirrors to watch the scene on the mountain.
The Taiqing Sect didn't care about these people. As long as they didn't cause trouble, everyone who came was just a guest.
And those who can pass through the vitality hurricane are all Jindan major cultivators. Although their backgrounds are ordinary, they should not be underestimated.
In fact.
The golden elixirs from the three top sects such as Tianjian, Tianmo and Tianchan would never appear in such a situation.
Within the Nine Sects, very few monks came.
Among the group of golden elixir monks in front of them, there are all those from cultivation families and casual cultivators.
Cultivation is not the most important thing in their long life.
What they value more is their immediate and family interests!
I would like to ask, among the thousands of monks in the world of cultivation, how many are truly determined to pursue the path to immortality?
To the superior Heavenly Dao, compared with ordinary mortals, Jindan Daxiu is nothing more than a mortal with some magic power.
…
The mountain is the island.
The island is the mountain.
The mountain island is suspended in the sky, circling around the towering giant mountain of Taiqing Sect.
The hundred-foot-high mountain island looks increasingly small in front of the majestic mountains.
Pang Yue came to the foot of the mountain leisurely.
I saw the mountain was green and lush, shrouded in clouds and mist, several mysterious qi machines were dormant, and there were many restrictions, blocking the exploration of my spiritual consciousness.
The fluctuation of mana and energy still lingered in the air at the foot of the mountain, as if it had just experienced a fierce battle.
A bluestone path winds and extends, disappearing into the mountain forest.
Pang Yue climbed up the steps and took a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, feeling at ease.
After walking for a while, I saw a dark coffin placed on the path ahead. A man in mysterious clothes was sitting on the coffin, blocking the way.
"Where do you come from and where are you going?"
The man in black clothes looked at Pang Yue and asked calmly.
Pang Yue stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the man in black clothes for a while, then smiled and said, "But the Pu Yue Wang family?"
Among the four major cultivation families in the East China Sea, the Puyue Wang family is famous for its corpse way, and its secret code of corpse refining in the underworld is quite unique.
Back then, Pang Yue had a brief encounter with members of the Wang family on the Soul Devouring Island in the outer sea.
The man in black clothes nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist, are you from the Zhenyang Sect? This road is different, so please come back!"
Pang Yue suddenly smiled: "The previous person who spoke to me like this is dead. Fellow Taoist, why don't you think about how to word it again?"
The man in black clothes raised his sword eyebrows and sneered: "Taoist friend, you have a big tone. If you want to go up the mountain, you must pass the test of Wang!"
"Oh well!"
Pang Yue shook his head and chuckled, then took a step forward. His figure instantly expanded explosively, becoming three feet tall, and punched out with a fierce punch!
The coffin board beneath the man in black clothes flicked, and a tall zombie with silver hair jumped out.
Yin Zheng stretched out his hands and grabbed Pang Yue brazenly.
Its aura is cold, like a bottomless abyss, and the mana fluctuations emanating from it are not at all inferior to those of the Golden Pill cultivators!
On Pang Yue, the platinum armor shone brightly. It was not broken by his swollen body, but clung to him, outlining perfect masculine and tough lines.
boom!
Yin Zheng was hit by a punch!
A ball of golden flames surged out from where the fists met!
Vulcan Curse, Level 1!
Three times the power of the dry flame true fire, wrapped in unparalleled huge power, gushes out.
In an instant!
Yin Zheng's arms exploded to pieces, and his huge fist punched through Yin Zheng's chest.
The terrifying force raged, tearing the silver zombie into two pieces in an instant!
The man in black clothes had a look of disbelief on his face.
How could Silver Zombie, which is as hard as a first-level magic weapon, become so fragile?!
Just when he was shocked and in a trance.
A strange shark-tooth knife came into view.
"not good!"
The expression of the man in black clothes changed, and just as he was about to form a hand to cast a spell, he saw the shark-toothed monster knife passing by his neck like lightning!
Under the terrifying power of the third-level magic weapon, the body-protecting spiritual light gathered by the golden elixir was like paper.
The man in Xuanyi was shocked, with an expression of fear frozen on his face, and a head flew up and landed on the side of the road.
"Anyone who stands in my way...die!"
Pang Yue raised his knife and stepped over the body of the man in Xuanyi and continued to walk forward.
On the mountain and outside the mountain, all the onlookers were silent.
Who would have thought that such a tragic scene would happen inside the mountain gate of Taiqing Sect, one of the nine mighty East China Sea Sects.
Especially the deceased was from the Wang family, one of the four great families in the East China Sea.
This is not a small family. How can the Wang family just let it go?
Beside the stone path.
A sword light emerged, revealing a thin and elegant old man.
This person exudes the aura of the middle stage of the Golden Core, and he is clearly an elder of the Taiqing Sect.
He nodded lightly towards Pang Yue and then said: "Fellow Taoist, I just went too far."
"You commit suicide, and you can't blame others."
Pang Yue shook his head, ignored the old man, and continued to move forward.
Not long after.
Another middle-aged man appeared in front of him.
He was wearing a rich coat with wide sleeves and an extraordinary bearing. He looked at Pang Yue with a smile.
Pang Yue carried the Shark Tooth Liyan Knife and walked slowly over.
The man's body exuded a very cold air, ice and frost gathered in the air, and snowflakes were flying.
Within a few miles of the mountain, ice spreads.
"Langya Zhou clan?"
Pang Yue's face moved slightly.
Among those who practice the Ice Movement technique in the world, the Langya Zhou family is considered to be the best!
The Nine Heavens Ice Technique is unique in the world of East China Sea cultivation, and there have been people who used this technique to break through to the soul.
Ye Bing once highly praised the Zhou family's technique.
The moment he was about to take action...
The middle-aged man seemed to sense it and instantly put away his chill.
"Fellow Taoist, please!"
He turned sideways and took the initiative to make way for Pang Yue.
Pang Yue: "..."
The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "Zhou has admired Fairy Wen for many years, but unfortunately things are unpredictable and there is nothing we can do!"
Pang Yue passed by him and said with a smile: "I will take good care of her for you."
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, but then turned cold and empty, and he looked at Pang Yue deeply.
Pang Yue said regretfully: "I'll come back another day to learn the Zhou family's unique skills."
After that, continue walking towards the mountain.
It didn't take long.
Then I saw a thundercloud lying across the mountain road.
Thunder flashed, and the small thunder cloud contained a huge and powerful momentum. It seemed that once it exploded, it could destroy the entire mountain island in an instant.
The four great families again!
Pang Yue was wondering, how could these Wen sisters attract so many people from aristocratic families?
From the Puyue Wang family at the beginning, to the Langya Zhou family, and then to the Xingcang Wu family in front of us, three of the four major cultivation families in the East China Sea have come.
The Wu family's clan inheritance is the Jade Scripture of Thunder. By cultivating twelve Taiyuan Immortal Capital Thunder Talismans, you can condense the twelve Immortal Capital Thunder Gods, with infinite power and killing power, ranking first among the four families.
Pang Yue said as he walked: "Fellow Taoist, anyone who stands in my way will die."
Among the thunderclouds, an indifferent voice sounded: "Don't talk nonsense, just do it!"
After saying that, a thunderous hand suddenly stretched out the thunder cloud and pressed hard towards Pang Yue.
Pang Yue took a deep breath, and his right arm suddenly expanded and became three times thicker!
Then, he punched out.
There was an earth-shaking loud noise.
Thunder light flashed, and a huge figure moved forward unbridled.
After a while, the thundercloud dissipated.
Pang Yue's figure disappeared.
A pit about ten feet in size appeared on the ground, but it was bottomless.
There was still lightning left in the pit, and a faint breath slowly dissipated.
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"Is this Wu Junsheng an idiot? Why did he stop him when he knew he was losing?!"
In the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, a person was very angry.
"And Shen Tuhao is too arrogant and unruly. Do you really think that the four major families are vegetarians?"
Another person said leisurely: "The Wang family really didn't expect that Shen Tuhao would kill people... Is this Wu Junsheng, hehe, didn't you see that it was just his thunder god clone?"
"He himself doesn't know where he is hiding it."
suddenly.
Electric light flashed in the pavilion, and a tall and slender figure emerged.
"Fellow Daoist Qian, it's not a good habit to talk about people behind their backs."
The human figure is like lightning condensed, but in an instant it becomes flesh and blood, full of energy and blood.
"Fellow Daoist Wu!"
Several people in the pavilion immediately stood up.
The person who came was none other than Wu Junsheng, the elder of the Xingcang Wu family who had just been "killed" on the mountain road.
In less than two hundred years, this person has formed a golden elixir. Although it is a middle-grade golden elixir, his cultivation speed is already the fastest in the Wu family within a thousand years.
Given time, it may not be impossible to hit the late stage of Jindan.
I saw him sitting down with a smile, not feeling depressed after defeat, but saying with endless aftertaste: "Zhenyang Sect is indeed one of the nine major sects, and these four people who came this time are all extraordinary!"
"Although Wu lost four games in a row, he benefited a lot, hahaha!"