Lin Haoming was in a good mood in the next few days. After a few days, it was finally the day of Qianwan Hongye Mountain.
On this day, a total of three hundred Qi-refining period disciples in the sect gathered together in the Deacon Hall on the second floor.
The deacon hall has rarely appeared for many years. The current leader of the hall is Zhuang Huai, the withered-faced ancestor who is at the fifth level of Jindan stage. His face is as thin as a skeleton, and he has swept away all the disciples who came here at the Qi refining stage.
Lin Haoming came with Wang Chen early in the morning. When they arrived here, they found Wu Hongfei, who was known as the number one person in the outer sect.
Lin Haoming noticed that the three hundred people who came here were basically in groups of three, and many small groups of three also gathered with other small groups to form some large groups, but no one cared about him.
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Lin Haoming soon realized that the reason why no one came over was entirely because of the presence of Wu Hongfei.
Just because of his scarred face that looked like everyone owed him a huge debt, all he needed was to have the four characters "Keep away from strangers" written directly on his forehead.
Wang Chen soon realized this, and the two looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes, while Wu Hongfei still looked bullish.
If it weren't for Xie Ruolan who brokered this combination, the two of them wouldn't want to pay attention to him at all.
Of the three hundred people who came here, at least half were monks who had reached the Great Perfection stage in the Qi Refining Stage. Among them, the number of outer sect disciples and inner sect disciples was about the same.
Lin Haoming's cultivation at the ninth level during the Qi Refining Period is a bit weak here, but there are quite a few. As for those below the ninth level, there are really very few, but it is not impossible.
These people either have something to rely on, or they are taking a final gamble on their own immortal path. Anyway, although their cultivation level is low, they cannot be underestimated. It can only be said that those who can come here and dare to come here are not fuel-efficient lamps.
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"Disciples, according to the rules, you can use any means to deal with others in the spirit stone mine, but when you enter, you are not allowed to bring a piece of spirit stone in. There will be specialized people to inspect it. As for replenishing spiritual power,
Anyway, there will be spiritual stones everywhere after you go in, you just need to dig them out..."
The withered-faced ancestor said some rules. In fact, these rules have been known for a long time, but when the ancestor speaks, everyone will naturally listen.
After he finished speaking, everyone followed him and headed towards the Teleportation Hall.
In the Qi refining stage, disciples can only fly with weapons, so all kinds of magical weapons were sacrificed at once, and three hundred disciples soared into the sky together, which was quite spectacular and lively.
Lin Haoming still stepped on the son-mother sword. Wang Chen offered a spear. As for Wu Hongfei, it was a broadsword and a ghost-headed sword, which were also high-grade magical weapons. Obviously, this sword was what he usually used, and
I don't know how many creatures I have killed, but when I get close, I can feel a trace of evil energy coming from the blade.
At this time, Lin Haoming realized that this Wu Hongfei might really not be simple. Xie Ruolan said that he was powerful, and she was right. At least until she was not absolutely sure, it was better not to have any thoughts about him.
The teleportation hall has undergone some transformations. Some teleportation arrays that originally led to other places were changed to lead to Hongye Mountain. This saves the time of replacing spiritual stones, and more than 300 people were quickly teleported there.
After arriving at Hongye Mountain, Lin Haoming followed the others to the ground, and saw the Ku Mian Ancestor opening his mouth and spitting out countless bones. The bones were as black as ink. The Ku Mian Ancestor pointed at them casually, shining in the black light.
They connected together and turned into a dragon.
Following the magic formula played by the withered-faced ancestor, this pitch-black bone dragon quickly grew in size, and soon it was reduced to the size of a hundred feet. It was tossing and spinning in mid-air as if it had come to life again.
Zhuang Huai, the withered-faced ancestor, was the first to fly to the top of the bone dragon's head and said, "Come up, everyone, please be energetic and don't lose the prestige of our Blood Refining Sect!"
This place is actually not that far away from the Hongye Mountain Lingshi Mine. Logically speaking, there is no need to ride on such a bone dragon.
But after flying to Hongye Mountain, Lin Haoming finally understood when he saw a cassock over a hundred feet long and a giant sword also over a hundred feet long carrying disciples from Vajra Temple and Tianjian Mountain.
"Donor Zhuang, Madam You, this poor monk is justified!"
The three parties arrived almost at the same time. A seemingly kind-hearted old monk in his cassock first saluted and greeted the two of them.
"Monk Wu Xin, stop pretending to be merciful. We'd better finish the matter quickly. I still have a batch of pills that need to be taken care of!" Zhuang Huai seemed to be very unfavorable to the monk, and his tone was not very good.
Monk Wuxin looks like an ordinary person in his sixties or seventies. There is no ring scar on his bald head. Just looking at his appearance, he is worthy of the description of kind-hearted and kind-hearted, giving people the feeling of an enlightened monk.
On the other side, Mrs. You, was dressed in a white palace dress, with black hair tied up, and an emerald green jade hairpin stuck in. Her jade face was radiant, her temperament was noble and elegant, and her movements gave people a feeling of natural wealth.
After Zhuang Huai spoke, Mrs. You smiled slightly and said: "Master Wuxin, what Zhuang Taoist Fellow said makes sense. I don't want to waste time here, so why not start directly?"
Madam You said, taking the lead in controlling the huge flying sword to fall to the ground.
Seeing her like this, Monk Wuxin and Zhuang Huai immediately went to the ground and put away their magic weapons.
On the ground, the three sects have already sent many disciples here, and have set up three teleportation arrays. Each of these teleportation arrays can teleport three people, and they are obviously used by the disciples of the three sects.
At this moment, a very familiar figure appeared in Lin Haoming's eyes.
Not far behind Monk Wu Xin, a young monk who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old and had fine features was looking at him with curious eyes.
Noticing that Lin Haoming had noticed him, the young monk deliberately showed an intriguing smile.
This young monk was none other than the young monk who he met in Hongye Mountain and discovered the spirit stone mine after a fight. He called himself Fa Yuan.
According to Xie Ruolan's guess, this young monk should have a good background, and he discovered this spiritual stone mine. Logically speaking, he has made great contributions to the Vajra Temple. Why not only did he not receive any reward, but he ran away like himself.
Come to this damn place? Are you being punished?
Lin Haoming was a little confused for a moment, but in fact at this moment, the little monk Fayuan himself was wondering why the guy who fought with him at the beginning came here without getting the reward from the sect? Could it be that this guy was also being bullied like himself?
The old guy behind was forced to come here to suffer and temper? If so, wouldn't the stunning beauty who was with him back then be his?
Fa Yuan looked at Lin Haoming for a moment and couldn't help feeling a little envious.
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