The highest quality Jingling Yuanzhu that is born in the tide every five years is not fixed. Most of them are top-grade. Occasionally, in a certain year, a more perfect top-grade pearl will be born.
Chen Mu knew this from some information, but based on what he saw with his spiritual vision, the Jingling Yuanzhu had not yet taken shape, so he could not tell whether it would be the top grade or the best grade.
But if he wants to take one, he will naturally take the best one.
I have no interest in catching all the rest. After all, they are redundant and useless, so they are left to the geniuses of the eight major sects and the leaders of the major forces in Kyoto to fight for them.
Just as Chen Mu was thinking this.
suddenly.
There is a figure coming from the east.
It was a young man dressed in red attire, carrying a surging martial arts will, which suddenly dyed the eastern sky red, turning the whole world into red!
The illusion caused by this strong martial arts will suddenly caused many sixth-grade warriors on both sides of the Wei River to freeze, and they concentrated their willpower and vitality before they could break free.
"Crimson Cloud Sect, Feng Lan!"
Some people looked solemnly.
Red Cloud Sect!
One of the eight major sects!
Feng Lan is the true disciple of this generation of the Chiyun Sect, and he is already a peerless leader who is famous all over the world!
"You came so early."
"I heard that a few days ago, he and Lingyi Sect Tu Yue had a battle in the south of Kyoto. The battle ended in a draw. They were both injured. I thought they would miss watching the tide on the Wei River."
Someone spoke slowly.
Tu Yue of Lingyi Sect has been regarded by many as the top three of the younger generation, and Feng Lan can tie with Tu Yue, so he is obviously the top talent.
Although I heard rumors that Feng Lan had just entered the fifth-level level, many fifth-level warriors present could clearly feel the gap between them just by sensing Feng Lan's surging martial intent!
The realm of fifth grade is also very different!
Beings like Feng Lan and other geniuses from the eight major sects who have condensed their martial will to the extreme are undoubtedly extremely terrifying at this level. A single encounter may lead to a rout due to the strong interference caused by the gap in martial will.
He will be seriously injured or even beheaded with one blow!
Feng Lan looked indifferent.
Under the attention of countless people, he walked step by step to the edge of a cliff on the Wei River, then stood with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the tide of the Wei River below, ignoring the eyes from all directions.
Some sixth-grade warriors who were relatively close to Feng Lan felt the pressure and retreated a little further. Even a fifth-grade warrior quietly stepped aside a little.
And just when everyone was looking at Feng Lan.
Sudden.
A clear and sweet laughter came.
Although the tide of the Wei River has become more and more violent, and the sound of the surging water and the thunder of the tide hitting the cliffs along the coast are deafening, it still cannot hide the laughter.
"What are you doing here so early? It looks like you have to wait for an hour."
Everyone was shocked.
Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from.
I saw a petite and exquisite girl walking lightly. She was wearing a light yellow shirt, and the exposed half of her arms were as crystal clear as ice and snow. Every inch of her skin seemed to be flawless, like jade, and she looked even more beautiful.
It's so pitiful.
But the moment they saw her, almost all the warriors on both sides of the Taiwan Strait felt a blur in front of their eyes, and suddenly they seemed to see a heavenly palace, a fairy pavilion, white mist, and spiritual cranes circling.
For a while.
Many people even showed a hint of confusion.
But they all reacted quickly.
"break!"
A sixth-grade warrior shouted in his heart, his blood surged and his will gathered, and he forcibly broke away from the illusion, reappearing the two sides of the Wei River and the figure of the girl walking lightly.
What a terrifying martial arts will.
"Futian Sect Lin Yue."
Someone murmured, with a little fear in his tone.
This generation of Futian Sect has two true successors, Lin Yue and Lengshi. Lengshi was defeated by Tu Yue some time ago, but Lin Yue was not defeated. A few days ago, he briefly fought against Guiyuan Jianzhuang Lin Mo, and they were evenly matched!
And compared to other geniuses, Lin Yue has the worst reputation. Her pitiful appearance is completely inconsistent with her insides. It is said that everyone who died at the hands of Lin Yue had an extremely horrific death state. From the corpse
It can be seen that they suffered unimaginable horrific torture before they were born.
"Where's Stone Cold?"
Feng Lan looked at Lin Yue and said calmly: "Could it be that after losing to Tu Yue, his will collapsed and he went back dejected?"
Lin Yue chuckled: "How do I know where he has gone? He may have practiced hard and is going to seek revenge on Tu Yue. Wouldn't it be more satisfying to have one less person to fight against you?"
While talking.
Lin Yue gradually approached the cliff bank of the Wei River.
Some of the sixth-grade warriors nearby silently retreated dozens of meters away. Although Lin Yue's appearance was stunning and endearing, her notoriety made her intimidating.
but.
Many warriors retreated, but one person did not retreat. He even seemed not to notice Lin Yue's arrival. He still stood still and only looked at the Wei River below.
"Hey, is it you?"
Lin Yue came to the side of the cliff and looked at the person next to him who didn't move away with interest. At first glance, he was slightly surprised.
Chen Mu converged his gaze and looked at Lin Yue next to him.
"You ever met me?"
"certainly."
Lin Yue looked Chen Mu up and down and said: "You are indeed a magician. The last time I saw you, you were not practicing martial arts. In just over half a month, you have reached the seventh level. You can still resist my attacks."
Martial intention."
Chen Mu had felt a little familiar with Lin Yue's voice before. After taking a closer look, he thought of something and said, "It turns out to be that chivalrous woman."
A long time ago, when she was resolving Cui Er's obsession, she and Lin Yue met half way.
He said it was half-faced because Lin Yue saw him, but he didn't see Lin Yue and only used his spiritual vision to track him. Also, because his level was too low at the time, he almost got burned by Lin Yue's energy and blood when he looked directly at him.
"I remembered?"
Lin Yue looked at Chen Mu with a smile and said, "Don't use your spiritual vision this time. I'm already at level five. If you use it on me again, you'll really get burned."
Chen Mu looked at Lin Yue.
His body shape has not changed much, and he has not gotten any bigger. However, his realm has changed a lot. The last time he saw him, he was still at the sixth level. This time, he is at the actual fifth level, only one level away from being a non-human being.
Lin Yue suddenly curled her lips and said, "It's a pity that you were born in the Xuanguo Mansion. Otherwise, I would have wanted you to join our Futian Sect."
I remember that Chen Mu's magician level does not seem to be high, but even if he is only ninth grade, he is welcome in any of the eight major sects. For the eight major sects, every magician is an extremely rare resource.
Even for a low-level magician, with the ability of spiritual vision alone, his martial arts training progress is comparable to that of some highly qualified geniuses. Moreover, even if he does not practice martial arts, the unique effectiveness of spiritual vision will make many martial artists treat him with a friendly attitude.
Willing to make friends.
The same goes for Chen Mu.
Although Lin Yue knew that Chen Mu came from the Xuanguo Mansion and could not join the Futian Sect, and his grade was not very high, as long as he was a magician, it was better to make friends than to make enemies. After all, it was hard to say when he would meet