On September 13th, a group of practitioners who came to participate in the Dance Clan's Qiushui Sword Pool's son-in-law selection competition, followed several famous strong men and elders of the Dance Clan, left the Qiushui Sword Pool in a mighty manner, and headed towards
Flying away to a deep mountain and old forest in Yingzhou, Zhongtian Realm.
One day later, this massive group of hundreds of people stopped at Guanmenling at the junction of Ying and Guangzhou. Led by several elders who were traveling with Qiushui Jiantan, they plunged into the vast mountains, followed by others.
Hundreds of people followed sparsely behind, all of them showed curious eyes and kept muttering in their hearts, wondering what the people in Qiushui Jiantan wanted to do.
"After flying all day and all night, what on earth do the dancers want to do in such a deserted place?"
"Yes, isn't it a competition for choosing a son-in-law? Isn't it a competition to see who has higher strength and cultivation? Why did this bring us out again?"
"Haha, we all stayed at Qiushui Jiantan for several days. They entertained us with delicious food and drinks. Let's not ask questions. Are you still afraid that the dancers will secretly catch us all?"
"That's impossible. I just wonder how the dancers can do such stupid things?"
"..."
Groups of practitioners were divided into several teams based on the number of people in their own family. They followed the dancers into the rolling mountains of Guanmenling with curiosity and caution.
Guanmenling is the place where Zhongtian Realm meets Guangzhou and Zhongtian Realms. It has rolling mountains and a vast territory. Several steep and majestic mountains and deep valleys are also famous in Zhongtian Realm, including Longmen Peak.
The complex topography of Guanmen Ridge is difficult for ordinary people to measure and imagine. From ancient times to the present, not many people have explored every corner of the ridge, so it is also known as "the most dangerous ridge", "the land of no life" and other bad names.
At this moment, experts from all walks of life participating in the Qiushui Jiantan Son-in-law Selection Competition gathered between the two most steep peaks in Guanmen Ridge.
These two peaks are weird and steep, like the shape of two giant flying dragons. The peak on the left facing the west faces east, and the peak on the right facing east faces west. The two peaks stand opposite each other, with a distance of several hundred feet.
Together they look like a dragon gate formed by two giant dragons. The terrain at the foot of the mountain is steep and has numerous steep slopes with loose mud and rocks. There was a spring rain yesterday, making the mountain road even more slippery and muddy. Several practitioners flew down.
The divine power surged down and caused two small landslides, making a lot of noise.
Of course, no matter how dangerous the terrain at the foot of the mountain is, it is not something to be feared by experts from all walks of life who can easily reach the realm of Chengdao and Qiankun.
But at this moment, within the area of several thousand miles around Guanmen Ridge, countless rays of deep purple rainbow light suddenly rose up, like giant pillars holding up the sky, tightly surrounding most of the area in Guanmen Ridge.
In the depths of Guanmen Ridge, whether in the steep peaks, deep valleys, cold pools, caves, waterfalls, or vast jungles, the Qi of a large number of practitioners can be heard invariably.
The qi of these people seems to be very similar. They are all powerful and sharp. If they are carefully identified with their spiritual consciousness, those who don't know may think that there are a large number of sharp magical weapons and swords placed in the mountains and valleys, showing off their sharp edges.
Above the dragon head on the left side of Longmen Peak, the sky is clear and cloudless. A group of masters participating in the competition are flying across the sky, walking on swords, flying in the clouds and mist, or riding strange beasts. Each of them stands majestically on Longmen Peak.
In all directions, eyes were staring at the old men on the top of the mountain with confusion and curiosity.
Among them were Wuyang Jun, the chief steward of Qiushui Jiantan, and Mo Tinghou, the steward of Feiying Flower Valley.
The two managers, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the late Qiankun, are only one step away from perfection. They are also one of the executors of the competition here to observe and comment on the ceremony. Naturally, they must follow them to the scene.
Spring is warm, flowers are blooming, and the breeze is refreshing.
Everyone was standing outside Longmen Peak, surrounded by a few white-haired old men, tall or short, looking at each other and whispering to each other.
"The tall man with the long beard and white eyebrows must be Wu Tianyang, the eldest elder of the dance family. It is said that this man killed a fierce demon in the Dao Martial Realm with his own strength hundreds of years ago. His strength is profound.
It is unpredictable, even though Wu Tianyang has never been born in these years, people in the world still think that he is the number one person on the list of powerful people in the world today."
"Didn't I say that in the latest batch of lists, the first person on the list is the rising star named Feng from Lingzhou?"
"What do you know? The list of powerful men in the world lists practitioners who have been rampant in the world in the past hundred years. Some old people who have not left seclusion for hundreds of years are basically not included in the list. On that list, there are still
It has a lot of moisture.”
"This is true. If Wu Tianyang is born, there will really be few people on the list of powerful men who can match him. After all, the old man has been in seclusion in Qiushui Jiantan for three hundred years. Do you think he is powerful?
Didn’t you break through to the Dao Martial Realm?”
"Probably not. It's not just cultivation that goes through the catastrophe, but also luck and talent, which are illusory but real things. So far, there are only three Taoist martial artists in the world, and one is a dancer.
The ancestors of the family, Wu Donglu, are Wu Xingshu, the eldest uncle of the Wu family, and Mo Lingwan, the third uncle of Feiying Huagu. Apart from that, I have never heard of anyone who has survived the Three Nine Heavenly Tribulation and ascended to the throne of Daowu.
Realm, but Wu, there are no less than ten masters of the Qiankun Realm from the Mo family."
"Qiushui Jiantan and Feiying Flower Valley are really powerful, but the three people you mentioned don't seem to be here today."
"Who said that? Look at that beautiful lady, she is Mo Lingwan."
On Longmen Peak, many 60-year-olds gathered together and counted carefully. There were seven people in total. Among them, apart from Wuyang County and Mo Tinghou, who were leading the masters from all walks of life into Qiushui Jiantan in the Peach Blossom Formation, there was also Wu Tianyang.
, Mo Lingwan, and the remaining three are all wandering in the front and middle stages of Qiankun. Their strength is extraordinary, and among the many strong ones, only a woman in her thirties who looks like the most eye-catching.
This woman has picturesque features and fair skin. She doesn't look like an old man who has lived for hundreds of years. Instead, she looks more like a young girl or a middle-aged woman. She has a handsome look and looks that make her the best choice.
In ordinary people's eyes, this girl is probably only a junior among the seven, but it can be seen from the respectful attitude of all the elders that Wu, the only one among the followers sent by the Mo family this time,
The woman has the highest status in the hierarchy. Whenever the six old men decide something, they will ask her for advice. Only when the woman nods, can everyone reach a tacit understanding.
According to the rumors in the world, this woman should be Wu, Mo Lingwan, the ancestor-level figure who ranks among the top three in the Mo family.
While everyone was whispering and wondering how this competition would unfold, several old men on Longmen Peak had already reached a consensus.
After half a stick of incense, Mo Lingwan nodded to Mo Tinghou, then flew to the highest point of the mountain on a huge rock and sat down quietly cross-legged, closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.
In just a moment, the woman reached a state of unity between nature and man. The green wild grass under the rock beneath her body grew vigorously in just an instant, and dozens of delicate and colorful wild flowers bloomed.
While the flowers were vying to bloom, divine power rose from behind the woman, slowly turning into a mirage that could be more than ten feet long in the air.
In the illusion, there is a garden with flowers in full bloom. A few green bamboos stand upright in the garden, which looks unusually green and tall. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are reflected behind it. The waves are majestic and the scenery is undulating. It is really beautiful.
At the same time, a refreshing and rich spiritual energy of life rose up, turning into dozens of bright blue waves of smoke that soared upwards and merged into the painting.
Under the body of the woman Mo Lingwan, strange flowers bloomed all over the ground, spreading all the way to the top of the mountain. Only then did they stop their endless growth.
"Guangyue Changchun Kung!"
Looking at the strange scenes that kept appearing in front and behind Mo Lingwan, the experts who came to participate in the son-in-law selection competition were so mesmerized that they almost forgot the purpose of their trip.
Especially after feeling the pure life spirit that was constantly flowing out of Mo Lingwan, many people wanted to worship Mo Lingwan at all costs and let him follow him.
And this is exactly the uniqueness of the most powerful practice method "Guangyue Changchun Gong" that has been passed down for many years in the Wu and Mo families.
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At the same time, on the way to the Qiushui Sword Pond from the Forest of Eternal Silence, Feng Jueyu was sitting on a blue treasure gourd transformed into a large one by divine power, and was using all the divine power in his body to suppress the counterattack of the dark source.
Wu Yingxue was in trouble. No one wanted to see this situation happen, especially Feng Jueyu.
He was angry, he was upset, he was angry, he even blamed himself, and he blamed himself thousands of times. As a result, along the way, the dark side of his heart finally took over, suppressing the calm judgment and strategizing in his character.
I couldn't lift my head.
At this time, the demonic energy from the dark source emitted uncontrollably, flooding the meridians throughout his body, and even began to affect his thoughts and consciousness, gradually moving in the direction of becoming possessed.
Yi Bingyan accompanied Feng Jueyu, looking worried, but she knew that it was because her husband-in-law was worried about Wu Yingxue's safety, which caused the chaos in her body.
She could persuade, but she couldn't blame, especially Feng Jueyu's inferiority complex and self-blame.
The two people sat on the treasure gourd, and were escorted by three thousand swordsmen in red along the way. Wei Yihang also personally led the team, accompanied by Lin Lie and others, to the front to inquire about the news. Among the clouds and mist in the distant mountains, there were ten sword pools in the autumn water.
The remaining Jianfeng peaks pointed at the clear sky were already reflected in the field of vision.
At this moment, Wei Yihang led the team back, and Yujian stood beside Feng Jueyu in the air. He said in a deep voice: "Deputy Sect Master, I have heard that Qiushui Jiantan will be recruiting a son-in-law in Guanmen Ridge today.
For example, masters from all over the Jiujie Mountain have already followed Wu, and masters from the Mo family are heading to Guanmen Ridge."
In the clear sky, Feng Jueyu showed his angry eyes and said: "Change the route and go to Guanmen Ridge."