Deep in the Dream Sea swamp, a continuous mountain range like a giant dragon hovers across the endless swamp, as if dividing the vast Dream Sea swamp.
The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, but the environment inside is lush and green, full of vitality. In the center of a sword-shaped mountain range, there is a green attic. Although the attic only has seven floors, each floor is about tens of millions high.
Kilometers long, it sits majestically on the top of a mountain.
And this seven-story attic is the sword pavilion headquarters of Menghai Temple.
Attic top.
Waves of melodious piano sounds drifted slowly, and the surrounding clouds and mist seemed to be intoxicated with life.
Wow.
Suddenly, a figure gradually condensed.
"In three hundred thousand years, there will be a challenge for the new disciples of Jiange that will take place once in a century. This time, it is up to you and me to preside over the challenge." The figure was burly, standing there like a mountain iron tower, his
The sound was as dull and powerful as a bell.
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and a beautiful woman in a rose-colored gauze frowned and complained: "You are still the same, always like to interrupt others, it's really boring."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and the guqin disappeared.
"I just came to inform you." The burly man said and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." The beautiful woman shouted softly, and she flashed to the side of the burly man and asked, "Are there any new disciples in this class who have good potential?"
The burly man knew what the potential that the beautiful woman said was worth, and immediately shook his head and said: "Although there are several geniuses in this generation who have solved the 4100th endgame of the Rhinoceros Game, they have also created their own eighth-level secret method. According to the cabinet,
Observe, they are still a little bit behind after all. It is very difficult to solve the 4500th endgame and create the ninth-level secret method!"
Speaking of this, he sighed: "After all, our Menghai Temple is just a sect in the Northern Cold Region. It is located in a remote place. Compared with the super sects in other regions of the Origin Continent, our foundation is much shallower. Even if we recruit many talents,
It is difficult to cultivate true geniuses in a short period of time."
"But we still have to go to the challenge once every 100 epochs. This is the rule. We can't shirk our responsibilities just because we don't have good talent."
When the beautiful woman heard this, she swallowed the words she was about to refuse. She glared at the burly man and said angrily: "As long as you obey the rules, what's the point of going to such a boring game?"
The burly man glanced at the beautiful woman, said nothing, and her figure gradually disappeared.
"What a tough guy. He doesn't know anything about style. He hasn't seen her once in thousands of years, and she doesn't want to stay and talk to her." The beautiful woman snorted and returned to her original position.
The melodious sound of the piano echoed again.
…
Three hundred thousand years is a long time, but for the Lord of Laws who often retreats for enlightenment, it is very short. Especially for the disciples of Menghai Temple, such a short time is not even enough for them to comprehend a secret method.
After all, when you reach the level of the Lord of Laws, those who understand and practice are all the great avenues of the origin of the universe, and the secrets of the origin of the universe are more difficult than the superficial laws of the universe. In popular comparison, the laws of the universe are equivalent to streams, but the origin of the universe is
There is a vast ocean, and it takes countless time to do anything.
In the area of the endless inner sea, where the seven-colored light shrouded the place, a rumble suddenly sounded. Both the new disciples in the outer sea and the inner sea heard the rumble immediately.
"What happened?"
"There won't be any enemies coming, right?"
"Are you kidding? This is the small universe of Menghai Temple."
Many new disciples were confused and rushed out of the mountain peak, suspended above the ocean, and glanced at the source of the movement.
"The challenge begins every 100th level within ten days. All new disciples must arrive within the specified time. Those who exceed the deadline will be deemed to have automatically given up the competition." A majestic voice exploded over the ocean and reached every disciple.
Ears.
"It's a challenge. I didn't expect that this year's challenge would be contested on the inland sea."
"There may have been changes. Previous editions were held in the Consciousness Pavilion."
"Who knows, it will be clear in ten days."
As the rumbling sound disappeared, a small sword-shaped island appeared in the inland sea area. The island has a complex terrain. In the center, three towering peaks stood. On the top of the peaks, there was a small sword with the word "Dream" carved on it suspended on each peak.
Sword shaped token.
Powerful thoughts swept through him.
"Hey, the Dream Sword Order actually appeared in this challenge. I remember the last time it appeared was in a challenge hundreds of years ago."
"The Dreamless Sword Order will randomly appear in the challenge of new disciples. It seems that this year's disciples are very lucky."
"Although the Dream Sword Token has appeared, it is still extremely difficult to obtain it. There are only dozens of disciples in this generation who have created the eighth-level secret method. Hundreds of epochs have passed, and even if they have made progress, it is difficult for them to create it themselves.
Ninth level secret method."
"There is also a chance to obtain the eighth-level secret technique."
These powerful thoughts talk to each other.
The new disciples also received the information about the Dream Sword Order immediately.
Peak No. 50 in the Inland Sea.
A message automatically appeared in front of Luo Hua's eyes: Dream Sword Token, the highest token of Menghai Temple. With this token, you can go to the Holy Land of Origin Continent, Yuan Tower.
"Yuan Tower?!" After reading, Luo Hua's eyes couldn't help but widen. When he came to Origin Continent, he had consulted many ancient books to understand the basic information of Origin Continent, so he naturally knew where Yuan Tower was.
Yuan Tower, the attic built by the legendary peak powerhouse 'Yuan' in the Origin Continent, is rumored to contain the secret of transcendence. However, if you want to enter the Yuan Tower, only the Lord of Laws has the chance. Even the God-King-level powers cannot force it.
Go in.
But although the Lord of Laws has a chance, he must have the help of a strong God King to get in, otherwise he will not be able to break through the powerful beasts gathered around Yuan Tower.
"This Meng Hai Ling should have been forged by the Meng Hai Divine Sword. His power must be in it... Are there three places? I must get one!" Luo Hua's eyes flashed with light. 'Yuan' is at the Hunyuan Lord level.
Super powerful, the attic he built behind must contain great opportunities, and it may even contain the secret of how to break through the God King and transcend.
At almost the same moment, all the new disciples at home and abroad became excited. Each of them knew what the Yuan Tower represented. It was the highest holy land in the Origin Continent!!
"I, Bei Rongmo, must get one!"
"Although I, Han Yu, am a genius of the Hanshan God King clan, I am not too dazzling in the entire clan. It is difficult to get a place to enter Yuan Tower, but it is different in Menghai Temple. With my ability
Make progress, one of the three tokens will be mine!"
"..."
The top ten disciples in the inner sea all burst out with super strong belief at this moment. The opportunity to enter the Yuan Tower is rare but rare. If they miss it, it will be almost impossible for them to get this opportunity!
Ten days are here in a blink of an eye.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Streams of light cut through the colorful light and landed on the sword-shaped island.
There are nearly 200,000 new disciples on the broad island, and it does not seem crowded.
"Luo Hua." Luo Huan and another Luo clan member entered the outer sea and soon found Luo Hua. The two of them walked over and shouted.
Luo Hua also greeted them.
"The opportunity of Yuan Lou is very rare. You are the most talented and dazzling member of our Huoze Kingdom. You must try your best to fight for it!" Luo Huan whispered. After the ranking match, he no longer had the intention to compete with Luo Hua.
"Yes, I will." Luo Hua nodded.
Luo Huan and another tribesman smiled and said: "Come on! We will not give up."
boom.
At this time, two streams of light rushed over quickly, landed and suspended high in the sky above the island, and then powerful auras emanated from the two people.
"He is a powerful person at the pinnacle of sainthood!"
"It's more powerful than the aura of our king!"
"It's just a challenge, and there are experts who are called the pinnacle of saints. It is indeed the Menghai Temple!"
Nearly 200,000 disciples felt the pressure of the breath, and their faces turned pale, but the two peak saints quickly restrained their breath. : :
"These little guys are really lucky to meet Meng Hailing." The beautiful woman in rose gauze, her whole body seemed to be shrouded in mist, said with some envy as she looked at the three towering mountain peaks.
The burly man said calmly: "Even if we were lucky in our class, no one could get it. I'm afraid it will be the same in this class."