Mount Sumeru.

The golden light is bright and the glow is steaming.

Western disciples, the Golden Immortal of Chanjiao, the mortal guest of Jiejiao, and many great masters gathered here.

Zhunti's face is like a spring breeze, standing in the vast sky and earth, brushing it down with Qibao Second Tree.

Rumble.

A bright stream of seven colors, like a peacock opening its tail or a rainbow, suddenly emerges in the void.

The light is vast and magnificent, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, majestic and majestic.

The golden lotus is bright and bright, and the second tree is shining.

The power of Gengjin turned into a seven-clawed golden dragon, roaring majestically into the sky, circling each other and making a crisp and clear chirping sound.

They merged and merged into a bright pearl, flying into the sky like a sun star. After gathering a large amount of Gengjin power, they fell boldly towards a corner in the west.

Katcha.

A subtle and crisp sound sounded, like an eggshell being broken.

The dazzling Geng-Gold Sun was swallowed up by heaven and earth, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

In the long golden light, the sapphire tower rises slowly from the earth.

The towers are soaring into the clouds, with a total height of a thousand stories, and the carved beams and painted buildings are extraordinary.

The white jade paint is withered, embellished with pearls and jade, and the precious light evaporates to create all kinds of strange phenomena.

The exquisite and prosperous terrace exudes a pure atmosphere, making countless creatures feel relaxed and happy.

The saint showed pain on his face, waved his sleeves, and a small flag suddenly floated out.

Green lotus color flag!

The little flag is filled with brilliance, and the charm of creation is endless, turning into a green chalcedony that stretches for tens of thousands of miles.

The chalcedony is warm and clear, like stars or snowflakes, shining continuously in the sky, gathering at the top into countless long cyan ropes, hanging to the bottom of the balcony.

The long rope is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, hanging down like long hair. The surface is covered with ferocious barbs, and the tip is slightly curled.

Zhunti flicked his fingers, and endless brilliance condensed in his palm, turning into a panoramic view of the western land.

Mountains and rivers, forests and jungles, rivers and lakes are all in the palm of your hand.

"The land in the west is vast, and until now, only 20% of the land has owners. Now it's time to give it to you as a reward to show my sincerity in the west." Sage Zhunti said with a smile, and expanded the vision of the west in his palm a little.

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"However, before that, my senior brother and I want to make a lucky draw and use the Jade Scale Tower as a test. Whoever can climb to the highest position can freely choose the training venue. What do you think?"

"Saint." At this moment, Wu Yunxian stood up and asked with twinkling eyes. "We are all in the Golden Immortal realm. It is just a thought to reach heaven. Is this test too childish?"
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"Haha, you are short-sighted." Maitreya suddenly sneered from the side. "This is the refining of the evil corpse of the saint. It tests your perseverance and perseverance. There are up to 6,000 kinds of forbidden spells inside the tower, and there is also the magical power of the ancient red sheep -

-All living beings are equal, no matter what state they are in, they are all mortal ants under the tower."

"Silence!" Zhunti looked a little unhappy and reprimanded Maitreya in a low voice.

"Don't panic, this method is just to kill time. It's good to want to get the top spot, but if you don't want to participate, you won't force it. It's all fate."

After saying that, he clasped his hands together and led the saint to disappear between heaven and earth.

"Cihang, what do these two sages of the West mean?" Pu Xian approached Cihang and asked anxiously.

Cihang held the mutton fat bottle in his palm and looked towards the balcony with a faint look.

"What else could it be, just a big wave washing away the sand."

There is no shortage of high-end combat power in the West. The Two Sages have worked hard for many years and cultivated it carefully for several years, so that Maitreya, Medicine Master and others are not much different from those in the East.

What they lack, what they urgently need, is the middle level.

The lack of talent is the inevitable result of a barren region, so the two saints traveled throughout the world to attract talented people.

In the past, it was just a small fight, but Fengshen has made too much money this time.

In addition to a few quasi-sages, three thousand spiritual immortals and golden immortals were like crucian carp crossing the river, filling the middle-level positions in the west.

Of course, there are always troubles behind happiness.

They are all talented people, but who can be put to great use?

The allocation of resources is just a cover, the important thing is the planning of rights.

If you want to fish in troubled waters and do nothing, you should be transferred to the desolate mountains, give them some soup and water, and let them fend for themselves.

Those who want to stand out and work hard must naturally be placed in the center of power, given privileges, and work hard for the construction of the West.

The Jade Scale Tower is the first test.

Those who can brave the ridicule of Western disciples and still bravely climb up will naturally receive special care.

Those who do not care about the allocation of dojos due to human feelings have been excluded by the saints to the fringes.

Cihang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the bustling towers, feeling a little angry in his heart.

Isn’t it easy to live under someone else’s roof?

"Puxian, come with me." Cihang laughed indifferently, put the treasure away under the balcony.

Phew~

As the aura surged, it suppressed his realm and turned him into the most ordinary mortal.

Cihang stretched out her white and soft palms, grasped the sharp jade scale belt, and climbed upwards.

Puxian was slightly panicked, but when he saw Cihang's firm back, he gritted his teeth and followed closely.

In the void, Saint Zhunti’s eyes were deep and he was looking at the situation in the field.

The Seven Treasures Tree swayed slightly, emitting a tinkling sound, turning into an endless stream of colorful clouds, swallowing up the void air current.

"Not bad."

After a long time, he nodded with great satisfaction.

"There are only a few dozen disciples who can climb with peace of mind, which is similar to my initial estimate."

"Cihang, Samantabhadra, Rapeseed Rice, Xiushan, etc., who have firm eyes and work hard to climb, are all talented and advanced people. In the future, they can be placed on the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform and given real power."

"Afraid to stay in the sun, Kuchan, Jiuqulong, Baisu Fairy, etc. are always watching below. It can be seen that they are unwilling to enter our west, but they each have profound methods and cannot be replaced. They can be put on the edge and sit on the six

Just go to the lotus platform."

"As for those who dare not climb but advise others to give up, they are either the trickers deliberately planted by the East, or they are mentally retarded. Just give them a third-grade lotus platform."

"Alas, it's a pity that the three quasi-sages, Ran Deng, Lu Ya, and Kong Xuan, scorned the Western magic. Fortunately, Lu Ya and Kong Xuan are aloof and arrogant, and they don't bother to win over forces. From now on, they can only give subtle advice."

At this time, Saint Zhunti suddenly thought of Manjusri.

He stretched out his right hand and gently wiped away the void, revealing the scene of Manjusri challenging a group of monsters.

Bloody and ruthless.

"This son has a cruel character. It can be seen that he was greatly influenced by Jin Chanzi. He actually ignored the corruption and inheritance of the Western prosperous age and just took this opportunity to beat him."

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Woo woo woo.

There was a rustling sound, and a fox demon activated his escape technique and flew through the mountains and forests like a shooting star.

“I’ve been traveling day and night these days, and I haven’t even had time to drink, but I’m finally here in the Vientiane Forest.”

Yun Xiu stretched his muscles lazily and took out a small pink flag from his arms.

With a gentle wave, countless gorgeous butterflies flew out, steadily dragging Yun Xiu and flying across the sky.

He is slender and thin, with a slightly pale face, soft peach blossom eyes, and a strong smell of rouge.

He has the cultivation level of a peak immortal, is the seventh master of Piaoxue Mountain, and has profound and unpredictable emotional attainments.

Yun Xiu had a rough fate. When he was young, his brother gave Granny Taohua a furnace as a gift as a gift. With years of hard work, he won the love of Granny Taohua and gained a lot of resources to practice.

Three hundred years ago, Yunxiu broke through the immortals, instigated Granny Taohua to kill his brother, and had an affair with the demon giant Qing single-handedly. He took the initiative to expose it, causing the other party and Granny Taohua to fight. After both sides were injured, he tortured him to death in order to take revenge.

Avenge.

Later, he met the second master of Piaoxue Mountain and was taken under his wing to teach him carefully. With his unique skills, he quickly established a foothold in southern Xinjiang.

Yunxiu changed his appearance and became a young talent in the magic world, and took the seventh position.

"In the ruins of King Suddhodana, there are as many means and treasures of the path of love as there are stars. It is said that there is also the legendary stone of true love. If one can understand it thoroughly, the foundation of the path of love will surely make rapid progress."<

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Thinking of this, Yun Xiu couldn't help but feel excited.

He is greedy by nature and knows how to tolerate, so he will not let go of any opportunity.
To be continued...