The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the magpie flies south.
Chen Xuan stood on the mountain for a while, but did not hear Xin Yiwu's voice transmission, so he returned to the cave to continue regulating his breathing.
The next day, Yin-Yang Dojo.
The most grand second round competition is about to begin.
In addition to the monks in charge of recruiting people from major immortal sects, there were also many local monks in Yunmengzhou who came to watch the fun by relying on their relationships.
The famous sage emperor and the casual cultivator emperor who were preparing to take the stage stood on both sides of the dojo, forming a vague trend.
For the scattered cultivator, being able to defeat the famous scattered emperors in front of the cultivators of various immortal sects will definitely be appreciated by the immortal masters.
The famous saint emperors all wanted to trample the scattered cultivator under their feet so that they could recognize the gap between them.
Standing opposite Chen Xuan was the little sword saint Fan Ming. Most of the spectators believed that the two would have a fight.
However, before the competition began, Gao and two other true immortal referees acquiesced to the small and medium-sized immortal sects below to recruit some of the second round of promotions in advance, but the relatively weak Saint Emperors.
Obviously, all the three referees received the benefits of these little immortal sects.
Chen Xuan was chatting with Hong Tan and Qingquanzi, and immediately several cultivators from the Little Immortal Sect flew over.
"Fellow Taoist Evil Emperor, our Qianhuan Sect is interested in recruiting you. If you agree, you don't have to participate in the second round of competition to avoid the risk of injury or even elimination of origin. And today I can take you to the fairy world."
"Let's come to our Yuling Sect. Last night, I used cross-border voice transmission to ask our Sect Master for instructions. He is willing to accept you as his disciple."
"Fuck, your cultivation is a little higher than that of the Evil Emperor. Does the Holy Emperor have the strength to display the magical powers of transmitting voice to the immortal world? Chen Xuan, it is best for you to join our Luoyun Pavilion. My sect happens to have the right technique for you to condense the immortal foundation."
Seeing these little immortal cultivators coming to recruit Chen Xuan enthusiastically, Hong Tan and Qing Quanzi were very envious.
Not to mention Qingquanzi's first round was eliminated. Hong Tan was successfully promoted to the second round, but he was not recruited at all. In the final analysis, it was because he was a casual cultivator in the mortal world.
Chen Xuan looked at the monks who recruited him and found that none of them were in the realm of true immortals. It can be seen how poor the strength of the sect they were in. I am afraid that the entire Immortal Sect only has one or two true immortals, and it is the most ordinary true immortal.
So he was not interested at all.
But Chen Xuan suddenly thought of something. He did not refuse at the first time, but looked at the three of them and asked: "Are you willing to recruit this Taoist Master Qingquanzi into the sect?"
"Ah, this..." the three of them were stunned.
Qingquanzi is much older than Chen Xuan, and his potential has been exhausted and he has no value for cultivation at all.
So if they recruit Qingquanzi into their own sect, it would be equivalent to raising an extra waste person.
Even if they agreed, the immortal chief of the sect would not agree.
The three of them could only smile at Chen Xuan, expressing their powerlessness, and then left with tactfulness. They didn't want to delay any time. They had to quickly compete with other Xiaoxian Sects.
At this time, another cultivator in charge of recruiting people from the Little Immortal Sect flew over and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Evil Emperor, I know you don't like those Little Immortal Sects with only dozens or hundreds of disciples and one or two true immortals, but you will definitely be interested in our scattered immortals."
"What will the immortals be?" Hong Tan was suddenly curious.
The monks of the Sanxian Association continued to smile and explain: "The Sanxian Association, as the name suggests, is the immortal power composed of Sanxian. The famous sects of the fairy world have always looked down on our Sanxian, let alone the Saint Emperor who ascended from the lower realm. Therefore, we formed the Sanxian Association to unite the Sanxian and help each other, so that each Sanxian cultivator will no longer be bullied by the cultivators of the major Immortal Sects. Now there are more than 10,000 members of the Sanxian Association, and it is still expanding rapidly. When the Evil Emperor Daoist joins us, we will definitely become the backbone of the Sanxian Association, enjoy various cultivation resources, and do not have to compete with those immortal geniuses born in the fairy world in the fairy sect."
These words are an extremely huge temptation for any scattered cultivator in the lower realm.
Hong Tan and Qing Quanzi both had their eyes straightened when they heard this.
But Chen Xuan was unmoved because what he planned was even greater than the Sanxianhui.
"Can you please let Taoist Master Qingquanzi join the Sanxian Club?" Chen Xuan was still the same question as before.
The monk from the Sanxian Association smiled slightly: "If you promise to join us with fellow Evil Emperor, Taoist Master Qingquanzi can naturally join us."
"I don't plan to join any Immortal Sect for the time being. I will get the ascension quota first." Chen Xuan's words not only made the monks of the Sanxian Association in front of him stunned, but Hong Tan and Qing Quanzi also had an incomprehensible expression.
Chen Xuan didn't even look at such a big piece of pie falling from the sky?
Just when the cultivator of this scattered immortal society wanted to politely refuse, Chen Xuan added: "Although I will not join your scattered immortal society, as long as you let Taoist Master Qingquanzi join, I will ascend to the fairy world in the future, and I will definitely help you scattered immortal society. This is the promise of this evil emperor."
"Fellow Taoist Evil Emperor, you don't have to be for me..." Qingquanzi's voice trembled slightly with emotion.