The market at the foot of Jiuzang Mountain is quite prosperous on weekdays. People who hunt monsters, travel, visit the Wenshi Sect, and even those who come here because of the Taoist priests all come to this market.
In the past two days, the monks who were coming and going suddenly discovered that something seemed to have happened on Jiuzang Mountain. The number of guards on the mountain increased significantly. The disciples of the Wenshi Sect who came in and out all had serious faces and flew away from Jiuzang Mountain in groups.
A thin, pale male cultivator glanced out the window and happened to see a group of people flying over the market. Among them were not only disciples of the Wenshi Sect in Tsing Yi, but also sword cultivators from Ziwei Sword Pavilion in purple robes and sword embroidery.
, disciples of the Shaoyang sect wearing yellow clothes and sun patterns, etc.
Among them, two teams are the most eye-catching, one is from the Taiqing Sect of Wanhu Realm, and the other is from the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance.
A large group of people flew out from Jiuzang Mountain, flying toward the distance in a mighty and murderous manner, causing passers-by in the market to look up, and people in the teahouse also crowded to the windows, talking among themselves.
"what happened?"
"It feels like something big is going on. Look at the cultivation of those people. They are all above Nascent Soul!"
"Why are there people from the Immortal Alliance?"
"Could it be because the golden-winged kelp is about to spawn, so there's no need for such a big battle!"
Fortunately, the pale male cultivator took a seat by the window, so he didn't have to squeeze in with other people.
"It should have nothing to do with Kun fish eggs." He said: "Aren't there many people who have gone to the galaxy to wait for the fish to spawn, and there is no news that they were driven away?"
"No!" In the crowd, a female nun wearing a curtain said: "My friend is over there now. He just sent me a message saying that all the people in Jiuzang Mountain over there have evacuated and asked me how to get back.
What's going on!"
The others couldn't help but become more confused, their expressions gradually became serious, and an unknown premonition emerged in their minds.
"Ahem!" said the male monk sitting by the window: "I may know something..."
His words immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the impatient person quickly asked:
"Fellow Taoist, seeing that your face is pale and drained of blood, could it be that you are injured?"
"Ahem! I did get a little injured, but it's not serious." The male monk said. Seeing everyone's anxious expressions, he turned to the topic.
"Two days ago, I encountered a swarm of Poisonous Fire Sand Wasps in Feiyun Desert, and I almost told them that I was there. It was a group of patrolling guards who happened to be passing by who rescued me..."
He paused and then said: "Didn't you notice that those who left from Jiuzang Mountain all went to the border area of Zhuminghai near the void. Now there is complete martial law there. I even saw them in Feiyun Desert with my own eyes.
Bury the formation talisman inside!"
He said meaningfully: "What does this mean? Can you guess it?"
The cultivators looked at each other in confusion, but those who understood had their expressions changed.
At this moment, only the loud ringing of bells was heard coming from Jiuzang Mountain!
"Dang~! Dang~! Dang~!"
Nine sounds in a row resounded throughout the countryside, shaking the world.
There were bells ringing not only in Jiuzang Mountain, but also outside the mountain. The entire Zhuminghai woke up to the bells and fell silent in the bells.
There was silence in the market. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all ran towards the gate of Jiuzang Mountain like crazy.
Nine bells are the highest level and represent a crisis that threatens the entire territory!
When they arrived in front of the mountain gate, they saw a young man in green clothes standing at the front, behind him were the Wenshi monks with bright armor and solemn aura.
"Who is that?"
"He is Tao Kui! Oh my god, I have never seen a real person, haven't you seen a portrait?"
"Daokui!"
Liu Qinghuan looked down, and at such a long time, there was already a black mass of human heads below, standing in every corner.
He said: "In about two days, Zhuminghai will usher in a large-scale beast tide!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!
"Tide of Beasts!"
"Oh my god, the beast tide is coming, run!"
Some people have started to retreat, trying to slip away; others are standing still in panic, at a loss what to do.
The tide of beasts is extremely terrifying. When the monsters rush over overwhelmingly, the momentum is like a flood that is devastating, enough to scare people out of their wits.
"Fellow Taoists!" Liu Qinghuan's voice was calm and firm. He regained everyone's attention and only heard him say: "As the Lord of Zhuminghai, I do not require you to risk your lives to stay. You can leave at any time, but!"
He glanced at the entire audience, his eyes weighty.
"Anyone who stays to help Zhu Minghai resist the beast tide will be generously rewarded!
Kill more than ten monsters and get a reward!
Over 100 heads, big prize!
If you have more than a thousand heads, you can enter my Jiuzang Mountain treasure house to choose a Xuantian treasure, and you can also become the protector of Jiuzang Mountain!"
While they were talking, disciples of the Wenshi sect had already posted the big red list on the notice wall, which listed a series of rewards, including various precious spiritual materials, magic weapons, elixirs, secret techniques, etc.
The crowd was excited again and gathered under the list.
"Ten third-level monsters can be exchanged for one Infant Formation Pill, or something of corresponding value, and the spiritual materials on the monsters will belong to you. I won't leave this reward!"
"Ten fourth-level ones can actually be exchanged for a Qiongying grass that can improve your cultivation!"
…
Money and silk are so exciting that those who originally wanted to leave stopped. The rewards on this list are all extremely practical things and are really too tempting!
But high returns also mean high risks. It was a tide of beasts. Even if they were ordinary third-level monsters, hundreds or even thousands of them would rush over at the same time. Their power would be doubled. Let alone kill them, they would probably be killed before even throwing a few moves.
The opponent was trampled to death.
For a moment, all the monks present were entangled, but Liu Qinghuan's next words successfully made the scene boiling over again.
"This time, I will personally select a named disciple who satisfies me among all the people who participated in resisting the beast tide, regardless of cultivation level, age, or origin!"
Liu Qinghuan said slowly: "As long as you kill hundreds of monsters, no matter what level you are, you will have the opportunity to become my registered disciple. I will personally guide his training and teach him an immortal method!"
Many people were in a daze: This is the Taoist leader! The only Taoist leader in the entire world of immortality!
Although he is only a registered disciple, he is also a disciple of Dao Kui. This name alone is more attractive than any magic weapon!
"You only need to kill a hundred monsters?" Someone asked loudly, "Are there any other requirements?"
"Of course!" Liu Qinghuan smiled and said: "I don't need how high your cultivation level is, hundreds of third-level monsters will do, but!
You must have never been a disciple before, and your character, understanding, willpower, etc. will all be included in my assessment, especially your performance on the battlefield..."
"There are so many people, how do you know how I perform on the battlefield? Can you still pay attention to everyone?"
Liu Qinghuan smiled lightly: "Of course I have a way to know. Okay, do you have any questions?"
"I have it! May I ask, what kind of magic is it?"
Liu Qinghuan looked over and found that he was a young boy with an immature face. He was not very old, but he was already at the Nascent Soul stage.
"As long as he becomes my registered disciple, I will teach him one of the seventy-two immortal techniques of Disha!"
In fact, this time he not only had to select a registered disciple among the many casual cultivators, but also selected three registered disciples from the Yunmengze sect including Wenshi Sect, Ziwei Jiange, etc.
Liu Qinghuan swept across the audience and said no more: "Okay, if you still have questions, you can ask the Shanmen Counselor. Time is running out. The beast tide will arrive in two days at the latest. Everyone is prepared. Let us work together.
Fight back the beast tide!"
"Work together to repel the beast tide!"
"Work together to repel the beast tide!"
The disciples of the Wenshi sect behind him shouted in unison. Amidst the shouts, there was a rumble and vibration from the top of Jiuzang Mountain, and a huge tower high into the sky parted the snow and fog, revealing its true form.
At the top of the tower, a huge, weird eye was slowly opening, its cold gaze seemed to penetrate the clouds and instantly fell on the people below the mountain!
Many people only feel chills running down their spines, as if their whole person is seen from top to bottom, from the inside out, even the deepest and darkest thoughts in their hearts, by that eye.
The Magic Eye Battle Tower was born out of nowhere!
At the same time, all over the Zhuming Sea, lightning towers lit up, and countless monks rushed to their positions, preparing to welcome the beast tide!