Chen Ping swept it away with a thought, covering a radius of more than 2,260 miles.

Under his spiritual thoughts, the creatures in the early, middle and even late stages of Nascent Soul have nowhere to hide and can be clearly captured.

Even though he is of a low level, he can even tell what kind of skill the other person is practicing by just sensing it.

However, a hazy perception made Chen Ping instantly alert and he immediately withdrew his consciousness.

As he expected, there was a Nascent Soul monk sitting on the top floor of the VIP Pavilion.

Fortunately, the other party did not deliberately use his spiritual consciousness, so there is a high probability that his prying eyes would not be noticed. ??

After thinking for a while, Chen Ping activated his breath-holding technique and strode towards Fangshi in the city.

Liu Yuze, Wu Chuhan, and He Yongming, who had just consolidated their realm, were all receiving distinguished guests. He planned to ask about the situation first.

…

"There are about twice as many golden elixir monks."

As soon as he entered Fangshi, Chen Ping scanned the people on the street and couldn't help but secretly said.

In addition to the local golden elixirs, there are dozens more strangers in the city today.

With a thought in his mind, he walked into a large store.

After half a stick of incense, Chen Ping returned to the main street thoughtfully.

Just now, he had inquired from the shopkeeper.

The reason why high-level monks gathered on Wu Nian Island is because the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce will hold an auction here.

There are a wide variety of items in the auction, but there is only one final item.

Proof of admission to the five day-pole treasure areas.

You know, the Sunji Treasure Realm is like a huge secret realm where treasures are accumulated.

It's impossible for everyone to get a piece of the pie.

According to convention, whenever the Sunpole Treasure Territory is born, the strongest forces in the Eastern Seas will directly receive three quotas.

Those with a golden elixir cultivator have a fixed quota.

The remaining five places will be distributed through auction.

Naturally, several places in each session fetch sky-high prices.

This time, it is not surprising that the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce would set the location of the auction on Wu Nian Island.

After all, according to predictions, the final stop of the Extreme Sun Treasure Territory is in the Jingyang Sea.

The Jingyang Sea is notorious, and evil spirits are rampant.

Except for the upright Wu Nian Sect, Senluo League and Yu Cha Palace are not trusted by the cultivators at all.

A month ago, when the news of the auction spread, high-level monks from the nearby seas set off one after another and rushed to Wu Nian Island.

It is true that most of them are not qualified to covet the precious domain name, but it is a rare and wonderful thing to come here to experience things and make friends.

…

"Huh?"

At this time, Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at the VIP Building in the center of the city.

I don't know what happened there, but more than a dozen Nascent Soul-level escaping lights flew out together and were suspended in mid-air.

The juniors around him stayed in panic for a long time.

The smarter ones quickly knelt down to salute, not daring to look directly at the sky.

The monks at the Golden Core Realm bowed and leaned over, their hearts beating wildly.

"That's the Mountain Demon Lord of the Yucha Palace. Doesn't he have an old feud with our Wu Nian Island? Why did he appear from the VIP building so openly?"

A horse-faced monk in the early stage of the Golden Elixir murmured in shock.

He is a casual cultivator who lives on Wu Nian Island.

I opened a small material store in Fang City to make a living.

"Hey, brother Zhou's information is out of date, right?"

Next to him, a short male cultivator wearing a large yellow coat laughed softly.

"Please give me some advice, Fellow Daoist Chu."

The horse-faced monk named Zhou immediately lowered his attitude and asked.

This fellow Daoist Chu is in the middle stage of Jindan.

He is proficient in weapon refining and has a wide network of contacts in the city, which is far beyond his own. He has undoubtedly obtained a lot of secret information.

"The deputy peak master of the Wu Nian Sect's Dharma Peak is a distinguished guest of Chu. He told me that the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce has temporarily not allowed internal fighting in Jingyang Sea. The Mountain Demon Lord showed up on Wu Nian Island with confidence. He was obviously influenced by

Jiuding’s protection.”

As expected, the weapon refiner surnamed Chu was the one who knew the inside story.

The doubts were cleared up in a few words.

"No wonder, even the evil cultivator of the Senluo League, Zhu Zhenjun, is here. The Senluo League is usually at the bottom in terms of strength, but they never dare to set foot on Wu Nian Island easily.

"

The person sandwiched between the two was also an early-stage Jindan monk, and he preached with a grimace on his face.

At the same time, several major golden elixirs couldn't help but feel a little fear in their hearts.

The Senluo League has always been a force that ordinary monks talk about.

It is said that the Jindan junior who died innocently at Zhu Zhenjun's hands was as good as fifty if not a hundred.

This person's notoriety has surpassed the Yusha Palace of the Demonic Sect.

"The Wu Nian Sect is extremely prosperous in the current era. There are four senior Yuanyings. We don't have to worry too much. Besides, the remaining Yuanyings are not evil cultivators from the Demon Sect. They will not tolerate Zhu Zhenjun and others making trouble here."

Horse-faced Jindan named Zhou said with relief.

"The situation is really hard to say."

The weapon refiner surnamed Chu bravely raised his head and glanced slightly above.

It turned out that the positions of the twelve Nascent Soul cultivators were unknowingly divided into two groups half a mile apart.

The nine people were relatively close, and among them Zhu Zhenjun and Shan Mo Zhenjun were even more intimately shoulder to shoulder.

The Senluo Alliance and the Yucha Palace have been in alliance for a long time, so it is not surprising that the two leading cultivators are working together.

But what is worrying is that Liu Yuze, Wu Chuhan, and He Yongming, the three Wu Nian Yuanyings, have been vaguely isolated, forming a weak camp on the other side.

All three of them looked very ugly.

Especially the upright swordsman He Yongming, with the twisted knot of sword light on his thick eyebrows, as if he was trying his best to suppress his anger.

"A dozen Yuanying seniors are not going to fight on the island, right?"

Jin Dan, surnamed Zhou, also saw the situation clearly and said with a trembling voice.

He didn't like fighting, so he moved to Wu Nian Island and lived there for three hundred years.

Could the carefree cultivation life be severely broken today?

"No, the auction held by Jiuding Chamber of Commerce has not started yet."

The weapon refiner surnamed Chu smiled reluctantly.

He said it was easy, but in his heart he was extremely worried.

If the Nascent Soul War really breaks out, in order to avoid harming Chi Yu, a small person like him must bid farewell to Wu Nian Island as soon as possible.

I don’t know how many monks have the same idea as the weapon refiner named Chu.

Even the forces under Wu Nian Sect have a wait-and-see mentality.

In a moment, more and more junior monks gathered in the center of the city, almost blocking the spacious road in the main street.

The only thing they care about is the twelve Nascent Soul Ancestors in the sky!

…

"Fellow Taoist, you are stepping on my precious boots."

In the dark crowd, Chen Ping scolded a Yuandan monk next to him.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Dan with a mustache lowered his head and saw a fresh half-shoe print on the other person's shoe.

Feeling the state of this person's early Yuan Dan, he laughed dryly, threw away a middle-grade spiritual stone and said:

"I'm sorry, the boots of fellow Taoist Lu Guan are just made of ordinary cloth, so a small apology would not be a sign of respect."

"Your surname is Lu?"

Chen Ping glanced with a cold look, put away the spirit stone and stopped caring.

"I am a monk from Lugou Island. Most of the people on the island have the surname Lu."

Mustache Yuan Dan nodded and said excitedly: "This time I heard that the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce was going to hold an auction on Wu Nian Island, so Lu came over to join in the fun. Unexpectedly, he saw so many Yuan Ying Zhen in person at one time.

Your Majesty, this trip is not in vain."

After that, he was still waiting for the other party to respond.

It's a pity that the man turned a deaf ear and only looked at the sky with a cold expression.

Yuan Dan, who had a mustache, curled his lips and secretly said that he had met a fellow Taoist with an eccentric temperament.

Recalling the scene of stepping on shoes earlier, he suddenly felt a little weird.

He thought he had stepped on a piece of hard high-grade ore, but he didn't expect that he had stepped on soft cloth shoes.

But at this time, he had no idea that he had wandered around the gates of hell for a long time.

As long as Chen Ping's instep moves even slightly, his Yuan Ying realm's physical body will reverberate and will directly shake this Yuan Dan boy into powder.

"Who is the great monk in the VIP building?"

Chen Ping's eyes flashed and he said thoughtfully.

The current situation is mysterious, but he is not in a hurry to show up to join his senior brothers. In fact, he is worried about the Nascent Soul Daxiu who cannot reveal his true identity.

It should not be the Kanye Qu of Fengyadong.

There is a high probability that he will be one of the two great monks from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.

Because the twelve Nascent Souls have been exposed, there are currently no elders from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.

Chen Ping's low-key eyes swept over Yuanying comrades one by one, and he smiled coldly.

In addition to the three members of the sect, five of the other nine people are in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and they come from several sea areas near Jingyang Sea.

The remaining three people have reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, including the Mountain Demon Lord of Yucha Palace.

There is only one monk in the late Nascent Soul who is nearly forty years old and wearing golden armor.

This man stood quietly, with golden flames burning on his body.

The nearby Mountain Demon Lord and others all maintained a certain degree of respect for him.

"Bai Wencheng from Bodhi Mansion."

Chen Ping had information about the Wu Nian Sect and revealed the cultivator's identity at a glance.

Bodhi Mansion, the Nascent Soul power in the Bodhi Sea.

Unlike the three major sects of Jingyang Sea, which sit side by side, Bodhi Mansion sits on a complete sea area and has two fifth-level islands under its jurisdiction. It is extremely powerful.

The Bodhi Mansion has been inherited for 40,000 years, and is almost the same as the Wu Nian Sect. It also has the power of the Yuanying Great Monk.

Although there are no great monks born in this generation, the five great Nascent Souls within the sect have gathered together, and they are clearly one of the strongest human forces in the Eastern Territory of Fan Cang, apart from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce and Fierce Yadong.

Bai Wencheng is the head cultivator of the Bodhi Mansion and a heavenly fire spirit root cultivator.

This person also possesses a fire attribute body ranked seventeenth. After cultivating the Bodhi Holy Fire, his magical power is even higher than that of Madman Dai.

Bai Wencheng showed up on Wu Nian Island, apparently to seize the second treasure domain for the sect.

…

The Nascent Soul in the air had been fighting for about dozens of breaths, and then a strange light appeared in the VIP building again.

Two beams of light, one blue and one green, flashed across, and two people walked out, one behind the other.

One position behind was a female cultivator with a cold face and a slim figure.

It was none other than Yun Qiurong, the Jiuding elder who had previously discussed magical powers with Chen Ping!

In just two or thirty years, this woman's cultivation level has not changed, and she is still in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

But the appearance of another person completely shocked the juniors in the city, lowering their heads, grimacing and holding their breath, not even daring to express their anger.

"He...he is Senior Fan from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce!"

Below, a Jindan Dzogchen stammered.

"The new Yuanying Great Monk, he must be the one to host the auction."

"The two Nascent Souls of Jiuding are undergoing an overhaul. As many matters are arranged, who among the people in the Eastern Region would dare to disobey!"

"Where are the seniors of Fierce Yadong who were number one in the past? Why haven't any of them arrived yet?"

"Hehe, the Wu Nian Sect killed Senior Dai with one effort, and has already formed a deadly feud with Xi Yadong. The two parties are as powerful as fire and water, how could they rashly enter the other party's core area?"

Thousands of Yuan Dan and Jin Dan monks were busy discussing.

In front of Nascent Soul, the powerful real people in the past are just ants who occasionally gossip.

…

"Fellow Taoists, you are so tense. I am asking you to make a gesture. This is not a life-or-death fight."

High in the sky, the speaker was a man with loose hair wearing a bright red robe and a strange silver ring on his head. His appearance was as delicate as that of a woman.

The voice was calm, but the twelve Nascent Souls seemed to have listened to the instructions that they could not disobey, and the atmosphere immediately relaxed a bit.

At least the emotions on the surface have calmed down.

Yes, the speaker is none other than Fan Xinglun, the newly promoted Nascent Soul monk from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce!

"Competition?"

Fan Xinglun's words were not transmitted through sound. Chen Ping frowned when he heard the truth. He didn't know why for a moment.

Why did Wu Nian Sect's Nascent Soul have a disagreement with other sects? Could it be the extra quota that Yun Qiurong verbally agreed to back then?

"Fellow Daoist Fan, fellow Daoist Yun, and Junior Brother Han competed to determine the outcome. They already agreed to a quota on the spot. You have gone back on your word, and it seems that you have lost some of the prestige of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce."

Liu Yuze said rather sullenly.

Originally, he welcomed the influx of various forces into Wu Nian Island.

But just before the auction, Fan Xinglun casually made a suggestion that was not beneficial to the sect.

That is to let Wu Nian Sect Yuanying compete with other Taoist friends to test their magical powers to keep the extra second spot.

"Can Fellow Daoist Yun explain it?"

Later, Wu Chuhan also said with an unhappy expression.

After hearing this question, Yun Qiurong frowned, shook her head and did not answer.

After she returned to the Chamber of Commerce, she had indeed discussed it with the Presbyterian Council and had secured a second treasure domain quota for the Wu Nian Sect.

But Fan Xinglun suddenly changed the result, causing her to break her promise, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Who knew that the actions of Wu Nian Sect cultivators in the past few years had offended the top management of Jiuding!

"What does Elder Yun need to explain to you?"

Fan Xinglun paused, his delicate facial features suddenly turned cold, and he said indifferently:

"I have stressed it over and over again, but Ke'er and others ignored Jiuding's instructions and forcibly killed fellow Daoist Dai in Xiyadong, which weakened the high-level power in the sea area."

"If it weren't for the fact that the treasure realm is about to open, this chamber of commerce would never allow your Wu Nian Sect to be so bold!"

Under the pressure of his strength, his words were full of domineering, and he did not bother to find another excuse.

"well."

Liu Yuze's expression suddenly changed, he more or less guessed something.

Although Madman Dai took the initiative and used force, it is also true that he killed the fellow Taoist from the Eastern Region at this juncture.

It is a great blessing that the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce did not use the Wu Nian Sect to scare the monkeys.

"Old Liu, do you, Wu Nian Sect, dare to disobey Brother Fan's suggestion?"

The Mountain Demon Lord said coldly.

He originally wanted to make the matter more serious, but when he thought of the Heavenly Tribulation Earth in Liu Yuze's hands, he unconsciously lowered his voice a bit and suppressed his fierce words.

This old man is not easy to mess with!

If he is forced to throw the calamity earth at him, he may be reincarnated in the next life.

"I have not deprived you of your quota in the Wu Nian Sect. As long as you defeat the fellow Taoists present, the quota will still belong to you."

Fan Xinglun raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly.

The Wu Nian Sect slapped the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce in the face, but the person they killed was the Nascent Soul of the Fierce Yadong.

The Chamber of Commerce and the Fierce Yadong have been competing for the top spot for thousands of years, and the friction never stops.

Because I had broken into the great cultivator, I finally managed to overpower the latter.

As soon as Madman Dai died, the elders of the Chamber of Commerce were angry on the surface, but in fact they applauded him.

His re-determination of quotas not only took care of the Chamber of Commerce's face, but also defeated the Wu Nian Sect. It was the best of both worlds.

"Just follow the wishes of Fellow Daoist Fan."

Liu Yuze nodded knowingly.

Wu Chuhan and He Yongming were still about to argue, but were stopped by their senior brother's message in time.

If you are not as strong as others, you can only bow your head.

"Very good, let's stop talking nonsense. According to what I said, Taoist friends who are interested in the quota can start. Please note that you can only choose fighting methods of the same realm."

Fan Xinglun narrowed his eyes and said to the other nine Nascent Souls of each sect.

The rules are extremely simple.

The treasured title is now in the hands of the Wu Nian Sect. First of all, Liu Yuze, He Yongming, and Wu Chuhan must choose one person to guard the ring.

The other nine Nascent Souls can take the stage to challenge. If you lose, there will be nothing. If you win, the treasure domain quota will be transferred, and then you will compete with the next person until the last person stands out.

In this way, the one who suffers the most must be the Wu Nian Sect who is very likely to encounter a wheel battle.

…

"The Jiuding Chamber of Commerce really doesn't take our sect seriously."

After understanding the situation, Chen Ping sneered and felt a strong sense of disgust.

Unconsciously, the Wu Nian Sect, which he had only joined for a few decades, already had a certain place in his heart.

"Have you decided who to send to fight?"

After a few breaths, Fan Xinglun said calmly.

"Junior sister Wu, you go and defend the ring first."

Liu Yuze gave the order after careful consideration.

He defined the realm of winning or losing at the early stage of Nascent Soul.

There is no way, if he plays in person, he will definitely face the only late Nascent Soul, Bai Wencheng from Bodhi Mansion.

Self-confidence accounts for 90% of the losses, but it is actually meaningless.

You can't waste all your money just for a spot.

Moreover, Bai Wencheng's inheritance is also very powerful, and there may be hidden means of countermeasures.

"Bai will not interfere anymore."

Bai Wencheng clasped his fists, stepped away and watched.

Liu Yuze chose the battle in the early stage of Yuanying and directly excluded Bodhi Mansion. He was not disappointed.

There is no quota, just buy one at the auction.

On every trip to the Jishi Treasure Realm, the Bodhi Mansion sends more than one Nascent Soul.

"All Taoist friends in the early stage of Nascent Soul who want to compete, please state your stance first. You cannot withdraw or join after three breaths, so as not to be suspected of fishing in troubled waters. Of course, the losing side is a different matter."

Fan Xinglun turned around and said straight to the point.

What he told was the five early Nascent Souls except Yun Qiurong.

"It's a pity that Wu Nian Sect doesn't have anyone in the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

True Lord Mountain Demon spat and hinted at the people around him.

"Fellow Daoist Fan, I hope someone decides to participate in the competition for a quota."

Immediately, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded. The person who spoke was fair and clean, like a mortal scholar rushing to take an exam.

It is Zhu Zhenjun of the Senluo League.

He majors in ice attributes and is extremely confident in his magical powers.

"I am not overestimating myself, so I seek advice from my Taoist friends."

Then, a female cultivator in white clothes with an ordinary appearance but sharp eyes stepped forward.

This woman's body is full of energy like a rainbow, and she looks like someone who has been in a high position for a long time.

Yu Haoying, a Nascent Soul casual cultivator in the nearby sea.

The reason why she fought for the spot in the Jizu Treasure Realm was because her Taoist companion was also a Nascent Soul monk.

It's just that the Taoist couple is busy with important matters and won't be able to get to Wu Nian Island in time.

"Pei counts as one."

After Yu Haoying, a cold male voice sounded leisurely.

The other two Nascent Soul Initial Stages, who had yet to express their opinions, immediately let out a sigh with a slightly depressed look on their faces.

This cold-blooded male cultivator in a long gown is named Pei Yan, and his Taoist nickname is "Jiangui Zhenjun".

As the name suggests, Pei Yan was born in a sword cultivating sect.

And he himself broke into the fourth realm of swordsmanship sixty years ago.

His magical powers stand out among the others at the same level, and he is especially hard to mess with!

Therefore, when Pei Yan entered the ring for the third time, the other two Nascent Souls in the early stages of the battle wisely walked aside to watch the battle.

"Hey, the winner or loser is probably decided."

Seeing this, Liu Yuze sighed with a wry smile.

As soon as Pei Yan comes out, the possibility of Junior Sister Wu and Junior Brother He being defeated is too great.

A figure in purple robes could not help but appear in his mind.

If Junior Brother Han were on the island today, with his magical power comparable to that of the late Nascent Soul, wouldn't beating these three people look like a joke?

It's a pity that Junior Brother Han has been away for seven years and doesn't even want to leave the soul lantern behind.

To put it bluntly, life or death is unknown.

"Let's draw lots."

Fan Xinglun also acted vigorously. With a wave of his sleeves, a jade sign wrapped in red mist on three sides floated out.

Pei Yan smiled confidently and grabbed one first.

As soon as the finger touched the jade sign, the red mist immediately dissipated, revealing a clear word "一"!

He actually drew number 1, which is likely to get him into a wheel battle!

Even with Pei Yan's pride, his face could not help but darken, and then he relaxed.

Yu Haoying, a casual cultivator, and Zhu Zhenjun, a member of the Yucha Palace, drew numbers two and three respectively.

"Jie Jie, God helps me."

Zhu Zhenjun couldn't help but grin. The evil cultivator ancestors in the Jingyang Sea have always had good luck.

…

As a result, the situation of the arena battle was instantly clear.

The one sent by the Wu Nian Sect was Wu Chuhan.

The first opponent she faced was sword cultivator Pei Yan.

If he wins, he will then face Yu Haoying and Zhu Zhenjun.

If he loses, his junior brother He Yongming will take over.

If He Yongming also loses, Wu Nian Sect will completely lose the additional treasure domain quota.

"The Nascent Soul Fighting Technique has spread too widely, so I will help you

You won’t have to worry about it anymore.”

Fan Xinglun said calmly, and with a flick of his finger, he began to mutter something.

Amidst the sound of the incantation, eight formation flags of different colors were sprayed out from the Dantian one by one, intertwined in the air, and released pieces of aura runes.

As a result, after a short while, runes of various colors were densely packed all over a huge square below, and the momentum was extremely shocking.

Then, after a sudden invisible fluctuation in the void with a radius of hundreds of miles, the double images of runes all over the sky condensed together, turning into a rain of light that fell straight down and landed on the square.

"What method did Senior Fan resort to?"

"Why does Mr. Wang feel that nothing mysterious has happened?"

Hundreds of thousands of juniors were amazed, but none of them could see the slightest change.

And all the Nascent Souls are knowledgeable people, and their eyes are full of envy.

Gu Xiao

As for greed and other emotions, I keep them deep in my heart and never dare to express them.

"Void Overlapping Formation!"

Chen Ping, who was hidden in the crowd, licked his tongue and said secretly: "This Jiuding Chamber of Commerce has plundered the Eastern Region for countless years, and the treasures it has accumulated far exceed my imagination!"

The so-called void overlapping array is essentially a set of rare fifth-level space arrays.

After the layout is completed, the shrouded area will become a secret realm of its own.

To the naked eye, the square is still only a few dozen acres in size.

The actual space has expanded a thousand times!

Fan Xinglun is a well-known formation master in the sea, and it is easy to set up a five-level formation at his fingertips.

"Fellow Daoist Fan has given you all your thoughtful consideration, and Liu is deeply grateful."

Liu Yuze breathed a sigh of relief and cupped his fists.

If we were to fight directly in Fangshi, Wu Nian Island would be destroyed by half of the Nascent Souls.

Once the Void Overlay Formation is completed, he doesn't have to worry anymore.

Unless one has magical powers comparable to those of a great monk, the formation's fortress will never be broken.

"Please ask Fellow Daoist Fan to cast spells to set up the fog, so that our Nascent Soul fight will not have to be watched by the juniors."

Liu Yuze said with a respectful smile.

He predicted that the junior brothers and sisters would lose in an ugly way. By then, if they were shown in front of the monks on the island, they would definitely lose a great deal of the sect's prestige.

Unexpectedly, Fan Xinglun waved his hands indifferently and said in a loud voice: "It's a rare event, so all the practitioners should participate together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an overwhelming cheer echoed throughout the city.

"Senior Fan is wise!"

"The Jiuding Chamber of Commerce is grand and worthy of being the number one force in the Eastern Region!"

Most of the lower-level monks watching were very excited.

For them, witnessing the battle between Nascent Soul monks is a once-in-a-century opportunity.

And there are several of them together, maybe only once in a lifetime.

The few monks who were close to Wu Nian Sect sighed in unison.

My ancestor's face has been settled today.

"That's too much!"

Liu Yuze, Wu Chuhan and the other three had gloomy expressions on their faces and swallowed their throats angrily.

Fan Xinglun turned a blind eye to this.

He does have the intention to suppress Wu Nian Sect.

Wu Nian's Four Yuan Ying sect has shown signs of breaking away from the control of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.

If Liu Yuze breaks through the great monks in the future, this sect will be the second vicious tooth hole.

It is reasonable for him to take action to contain it.

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

Fan Xinglun flicked his fingers, and more than a dozen blue stone seats flew out and floated in the air.

Instructing the fellow Taoists to sit down, he immediately announced the start of the arena battle.

Those who compete in magical powers are all wily Nascent Soul monks.

There is no need to emphasize the various rules.

I believe that in front of the great monks of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce, these people would not dare to hurt each other's lives.

"Whoops!"

Pei Yan's thoughts moved, and white sword energy filled the sky dancing around him.

His whole body was wrapped in sword energy and he jumped into the square.

"Come!"

Pointing at Wu Chuhan, Pei Yan spit out one word lightly.

"Junior sister Wu, be careful. Don't admit defeat immediately. After the treasure realm is opened, senior brother will definitely be gone for many years. You are one of the main force in the sect, so you must not be seriously injured."

Liu Yuze warned with a serious expression.

With a silent nod, Wu Chuhan floated down and stood a hundred feet away from Pei Yan.

At the same time, with the sound of "buzz" and "buzz" as its wings flew, the spiritual pet Huan Gu Ash Butterfly appeared.

…

"That's the fifth-level spiritual pet tamed by Ancestor Wu. Hey, he showed his trump card as soon as he came up. It seems that Ancestor's opponent put too much pressure on him."

Under a two-and-a-half-story attic, an old man in green robe Jin Dan said worriedly.

His name is Meng Wen, and he is the peak master of Wu Nian Sect's Beast Taming Peak.

This time I happened to be in Fangshi for business, and I saw the scene of Yuanying's confrontation.

For most monks, this is a wonderful battle between true kings.

But once the Wu Nian Sect suffered a disastrous defeat, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the sect's reputation.

"Master Meng Nephew, please return to the sect as soon as possible to pass on this elder's instructions. From the golden elixir Dzogchen to the Qi training level, all those who can run and move, who are not seriously injured or lying in bed or who are breaking through the realm, will be brought down.

The city gathered around to watch the fight."

"Brother Fan from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce kindly wants to increase the knowledge of the juniors. Naturally, we must do our best to respond!"

"By the way, a group of Sea Clan slaves and spiritual pets who have enabled spiritual wisdom are also here, and they are all brought to Fang City!"

Meng Wen, who was restless, suddenly heard a gentle voice in his ears.

"It's Ancestor Han!"

He immediately looked around in surprise.

The owner of this powerful spiritual consciousness is none other than the sect’s external elder, Han Shu!

But he didn't notice the ancestor in the crowd at all.

"What are you stunned for? Time is running out, hurry up and make preparations!"

An order blasted in my ears again.

"yes."

Although he didn't know what his ancestor's arrangement meant, Meng Wen also hurriedly got up and flew towards the inner city.

"There are still variables in today's fight!"

Meng Wen said excitedly.

After all, he is a powerful figure in the sect.

Patriarch Han's magical powers are far superior to Wu Chuhan's. This is already the consensus among the younger generations of Jindan.

"Leave a few golden elixirs to guard the formation to prevent young people from taking advantage of it."

Before the figure disappeared, Chen Ping reminded him again.

He has decided to intervene in the battle between the five Nascent Souls.

The Jiuding Chamber of Commerce and other sects were stepping on his head to dominate him. With his character and his great advancement in supernatural powers, it was really unbearable to endure silently.

Although Jingyang Sea is adjacent to Yuanyan Islands, the latter seems to have always been under the jurisdiction of Wuxiang Zhen Sect due to a certain agreement.

Outside forces are never allowed to enter.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Yuanyan Islands are almost unknown in the Jingyang Sea.

In short, the possibility of his identity being exposed in a short period of time is very small.

As for recruiting monks from the sect, of course it is to establish his authority.

He has no evil intention to replace Liu Yuze as the first cultivator, but it would be a happy thing if he could control the sect more easily.

…

"Senior Wu of the Wu Nian Sect has been defeated. The Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator is so powerful that one person can easily fight against two giants of the same level!"

Among the onlookers, Yuan Dan, surnamed Lu, took a breath of air.

He was of a low level, and although he could not clearly see the details of the fight between Nascent Souls, Senior Wu Chuhan was forced to give in one after another after being pressed by a brown spiritual sword. He vomited blood and was obviously at a disadvantage.

The situation of the butterfly demon was even worse.

Being imprisoned in the shadow of swords all over the sky, he could not even move even half a step even if he used his innate magical powers.

More and more monks gathered in the city.

Seeing that Patriarch Wu, who usually bullied the whole island, was retreating steadily, everyone showed mixed emotions.

It turns out that after Nascent Soul, the gap in the same realm can be so huge.

"This swordsman named Pei does have some real talent."

Chen Ping commented softly.

The fourth step is even difficult for sword cultivators to deal with.

Pei Yan's natal spiritual treasure is a top-grade one, which matches the attributes of his major martial arts. I'm afraid Senior Sister Wu won't be able to sustain a stick of incense.

"Crazy, he's crazy, that's a Nascent Soul sword cultivator!"

When the monk surnamed Lu heard the disrespectful name uttered by the fellow Taoist next to him, his face turned pale and he hurriedly hid and kept a distance.

Fan Xinglun, Yun Qiurong, Bai Wencheng and others watching the battle with Yuanying looked calm.

Pei Yan is an outstanding figure on the Nascent Soul List.

Even if he is at the bottom, it is not something Wu Chuhan can match.

There is absolutely no suspense in this battle.

Liu Yuze and He Yongming looked sad and helpless.

…

Gradually, bloody sword marks appeared on Wu Chuhan's shoulders and abdomen, and the bones were deeply visible.

"The person named Pei scratched the senior sister thirteen times."

Chen Pingping was expressionless and kept it in mind.

At this moment, Wu Chuhan gave a sweet scolding, and a hint of scarlet appeared on his face.

"Junior sister, please do not use secret techniques that damage your foundation!"

There was a void outside the venue, and Liu Yuze immediately shouted loudly to stop it.

The next moment, Wu Chuhan spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, and the strange phenomena on his body disappeared.

A brown five-foot long sword was placed on his neck, and Pei Yan said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Wu, you lost."

Wu Chuhan took back the butterfly demon with a sad expression and rushed out of the formation from a passage.

"Senior brother..."

Just as she was about to confess her crime, she was interrupted by Liu Yuze, who forced a smile and said, "Junior sister, go heal your wounds. There is no need to blame yourself."

…

"Next, Fellow Daoist He will go on stage to defend the ring."

Fan Xinglun said with a squinted eye.

It's just the newly promoted Yuanying. He can be destroyed with one palm, but there is no etiquette to speak of.

Without saying a word, He Yongming tapped the storage ring, and a crystal-like spiritual sword flew out.

His whole body merged with the sword and shot into the square formation.

"The combination of man and sword is only a magical power of the third step of sword cultivation. It seems that Fellow Daoist He is still far from the world as a sword realm!"

Pei Yan held the brown spiritual sword in one hand and said in a condescending tone.

"Please advise!"

He Yongming didn't say much. He slashed the crystal sword across the air, and a rotating sword light took shape and leaned towards Pei Yan.

Down.

"How does Fellow Daoist He feel about controlling a sword in front of a real great sword cultivator?"

With a scoff, Pei Yan stood motionless.

However, his whole body seemed to be completely integrated with the surrounding sword energy, and his aura was hidden.

A scene that surprised Wan Xiu appeared.

When He Yongming's crystal sword struck Pei Yan, it suddenly screamed loudly, and then a figure rolled down in embarrassment.

Isn’t it He Yongming who is one with the spirit sword?

He was actually forcibly released from the sword-turning state.

What's even more terrifying is that the crystal sword is beating in Pei Yan's palm at this moment, as if it is his life treasure.

"I'm just playing with the rest."

Completely opposite to Wan Xiu's shock, Chen Ping snorted.

The gap between the third step and the fourth step of kendo is day by day.

Pei Yan deceived He Yongming's sword intention with his sword intention, so he was able to seize the opponent's spiritual sword and temporarily keep it as his own.

…

"Fellow Daoist Liu, where is Elder Han from your sect?"

Yun Qiurong asked with a smile on her face.

He Yongming entered Yuanying for the first time, and his swordsmanship was not good. He was not as good as Wu Chuhan, and he was probably going to lose to Pei Yan soon.

"Junior Brother Han is practicing secret techniques in seclusion, so it is inconvenient to interrupt."

Hearing this, Liu Yuze reluctantly replied.

"Girl Yun, you have competed with fellow Daoist Han on a few moves. He and fellow Daoist Pei are both in the fourth step of sword cultivation. Which one do you think is more powerful?"

Fan Xinglun turned his head slightly and said casually.

When Yun Qiurong went back to the elders' meeting to report, she revealed that Wu Nian Sect's new Nascent Soul magical power was as strong as hers, which really surprised all the elders.

Jiuding Chamber of Commerce then invested a lot of resources to investigate the origins of this person.

But nothing was found. The monk surnamed Han seemed to have really moved from the distant sea, which was very mysterious.

"The two of them were fighting each other without hiding their moves. Qiu Rong thought it was a 50-50 number."

Yun Qiurong bowed slightly and replied.

"Girl Yun, you have always had a very high vision, so that fellow Taoist Han's magical powers are indeed pretty good."

After smiling, Fan Xinglun stopped asking.

No matter how strong the monks in the early stage of Yuanying are, they can't get into his eyes.

…

In the square, He Yongming, who had no sword to protect himself, fought with Pei Yan for more than ten moves.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, your sword heart has no spirit! If the sword has no spirit, it means you have no intention!"

"Wrong, this sword move is too sharp, but it is inferior."

Pei Yan was not in a hurry to crush him, he swung out his sword one after another and gave seemingly kind instructions.

But looking back at He Yongming who was prompted, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and his energy was fading away little by little!

This guy surnamed Pei is in the heart of the bad junior brother's sword!

Chen Ping, who had done such evil things, knew it well.

As a sword cultivator, he also understands the importance of the sword's heart to a sword cultivator.

"This man's crime is unpardonable!"

Chen Ping's pupils shrank and he said quietly.

"You don't want to live anymore. Ancestor Yuanying's spiritual consciousness can travel thousands of miles away. Senior Pei may have listened to what you said!"

Yuan Dan, surnamed Lu, was so frightened that he trembled and said tremblingly.

However, something happened that stunned him.

The Yuandan monk who had taken advantage of the courage of a bear and a leopard unexpectedly slowly rose into the air, which was incompatible with Wan Xiu who was standing honestly.

Immediately afterwards, the worthless materials dropped on the ground in the entire market, or a low-grade spiritual stone in the corner, or even the turbid air exhaled by the cultivators became crazily distorted!

One change, another change, and in an instant it condensed into strangely shaped spiritual swords of various colors!

Densely packed, like a downpour of sword rain falling from the sky.

These spiritual swords seemed to be summoned, and they all gathered at the soles of one person's feet.

Isn't that monk who plays the role of turning everything into a sword the bold same-level person next to him?

"He is Senior Han who has recently joined the Wu Nian Sect in decades!"

"It turns out that Senior Han is also a fourth-step sword cultivator."

"Ancestor Han finally showed up..."

All eyes are on you!

At this moment, Wan Xiu temporarily withdrew his gaze and fell on the purple-robed man who was rising with his sword.

"I...I stepped on the ancestor of Nascent Soul before?"

The monk surnamed Lu covered his mouth and his heart stopped beating.

He still didn't understand that this arrogant colleague was clearly a Nascent Soul in disguise.

…

"Junior brother!"

Liu Yuze stood up from the chair and greeted with excitement.

Wu Chuhan, who was healing his wounds on the side, also showed a relaxed expression.

"Han Shu, the supreme elder of the Wu Nian Sect, has met the great monk Fan and all fellow Taoists!"

Dragging a meteor of sword energy, Chen Ping moved high into the sky step by step.

Such a powerful vision of all things turning into swords immediately attracted the consciousness detection of the Nascent Soul monks as soon as it appeared.

Allowing more than a dozen spiritual consciousnesses to scan his body, Chen Ping locked his soul tightly and suppressed its soul strength to about 250,000 feet.

This is neither eye-catching nor looks too bad.

"Fellow Daoist Han is late, are you also preparing to join the battle in the formation?"

Seeing Chen Ping being polite, Fan Xinglun asked with a smile.

The Wu Nian Sect is the one guarding the challenge and can become a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul at any time.

"good."

Chen Ping nodded and said simply.

"Long time no see, Korean Daoist friends."

Yun Qiurong bowed to Chen Ping from a distance.

"Fairy Yun's beauty is even more attractive."

After casually complimenting him, Chen Ping said to Fan Xinglun: "Brother Fan, please open the formation channel. I will congratulate my junior brother for admitting defeat in this battle."

"oh?"

Fan Xinglun couldn't help but glance at Liu Yuze, and after seeing him nodding, he waved his sleeves, and a large hole about ten feet high appeared in the formation.

Seeing that Master Fan agreed, Zhenjun Shan Mo, Zhenjun Zhu and others had no choice but to hold it in even if they were dissatisfied.

"Rumble"

Without thinking, Chen Ping tilted his body and shot out, rolled up with countless spiritual swords, and rushed toward the square!

"It's interesting, Wu Nian Sect actually hides a fourth-step sword cultivator!"

At the same time, Pei Yan gave up suppressing He Yongming and recalled the brown sword in his hand.

"My junior brother, I don't need your little sword master's guidance!"

A cold light suddenly burst out from his eyes, Chen Ping's innate sword heart moved, and the crystal spirit sword that Pei Yan had previously captured immediately came out of his hand, turned into a long dragon and shot it back to He Yongming's hand.

Holding the recovered spiritual treasure tightly, He Yongming's eyes turned red, and he bowed respectfully to Chen Ping and said, "Senior Brother Han, you are here!"

"What, isn't Senior Han also in the early stage of Nascent Soul? Why did Senior He treat him as a junior?"

"There must be a reason that we don't know."

Not only Wan Xiu in the audience, but also all the Nascent Souls watching the battle were confused and felt incredible.

Given He Yongming's status, he wouldn't have to do this even if he saw the Yuanying Great Monk.

"Junior Brother Han has chosen the right person."

Liu Yuze, who knew the inside story, was deeply touched by Wu Chuhan.

"Congratulations, junior brother, you have become a Nascent Soul, and you and I should be considered peers."

Chen Ping helped He Yuanming up and said gently.

This junior brother gave him face and made him feel comfortable, so it was not unreasonable for him to intervene rashly.

"You two have a deep friendship. You wouldn't want to bully Pei alone with one against two, would you?"

Pei Yan said warily.

Anyone named Han is definitely a strong rival!

He knew it clearly from the moment the crystal sword was easily transformed, and this person might have surpassed him in understanding the fourth step.

"Since I have been practicing, I have never bothered to do anything inappropriate."

Shaking his head with a chuckle, Chen Ping said: "I admit defeat on behalf of my junior brother. Next, Han will personally accompany you to discuss the art of swordsmanship!"

"Senior brother, I will take my leave first."

When He Yongming saw this, he immediately moved his body and flew out.

"This person named Pei is a good target. Just watch and figure it out in the formation. Just don't do anything under any circumstances."

Pointing at Pei Yan, Chen Ping said in a dismissive tone.

After being verbally humiliated several times, Pei Yan was filled with rage even though he had lived for hundreds of years. He said coldly: "I want to see if your swordsmanship is as sharp as your words!"

After finishing speaking, the brown spiritual sword split into four and rushed towards Chen Ping with a loud buzzing sound.

"Wait a minute!"

Chen Ping frowned and waved away a piece of sword energy, blocking the brown spirit sword.

"What do you mean?"

Pei Yan could no longer resist defeating Chen Ping and sneered: "It's still too late to admit defeat now."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Chen Ping winked at him and cupped his hands, looking towards the inner city.

The strange behavior made Fan Xinglun, Yun Qiurong, Liu Yuze and other monks all confused.

"call"

"call"

Finally, after the fighting paused for more than ten breaths, a series of loud roars of large wings were heard from the direction of the inner city.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Three large and powerful spiritual ships flew through the sky and entered Fangshi Square.

There were many people in the cabin of the spirit ship, and the deck was actually filled with chained sea people, as well as thousands of second-, third-, and fourth-level monsters of different species.

Those who swim in the sea, those who fly in the sky, and those who escape on the earth are all here!

"Are they monks from my Wu Nian Sect? What, even those at the first level of Qi training?"

"Isn't the Curly King the spiritual beast that guards the medicine garden? Who brought it here?"

Liu Yuze and Wu Chuhan were shocked and angry. They were about to question Meng Wen who was taking the lead, but their anger was calmed by a thought.

"Thank you, junior brother, for thinking it through!"

The two of them couldn't laugh or cry, and their lips twitched several times.

Wan Xiu, who was unaware, made many guesses.

If it weren't for the fact that the three spiritual ships were stationary and suspended in the air, I would have thought that the Wu Nian Sect was going to launch an all-out war and burn with the outsiders!

…

"Please, Fellow Daoist Pei, please wait."

After the audience was ready, Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and then congratulated Yongming and said sincerely:

"Junior brother, be careful. Even if they are both in the fourth step of sword cultivation, the gap can be as big as cloud mud!"
Chapter completed!