Chen Shen, Miao Ling and others were alone in a deserted place.
On the other side, Qi Yuxiu and Duanmu Lingyun of Tianfu Sect were like stars holding the moon, and a large number of heaven-level sect cultivators rushed to visit them.
Even the newcomer Yang Xianyou, who represented the Fire Xu Sect and was participating in the Tianshu Competition for the first time, had many contestants come to talk to him after he showed his half-step to the Xuanzun realm, intentionally or unintentionally.
You must know that the entry standards for the Tianshu Ranking also have an age limit of no more than eighteen rounds.
Before reaching the eighteenth level, he had already reached the half-step Xuanzun realm. Even among the powerful heroes on the Tianshu List, he was ranked among the top three or forty existences!
What's more, before those old guys with superior status left the scene, the old man Yang Xianyou followed was the one-armed sage!
The One-Armed Master, the pinnacle of the Six-Star Xuanzun, is a super strong man who lives alone and is quite famous throughout the Xuanling Continent.
Over the years, famous heaven-level sects on various ranking lists, and even behemoths like three sects, seven sects and one Jedi, have offered him an olive branch more than once.
These sects all wanted to offer him a high position and recruit him into their group.
But in the end, the one-armed old man shied away with the excuse that "it's hard for people like idle clouds and wild cranes to enter the elegant hall".
In today's world, the One-Armed Master is the first among countless casual cultivators on the Xuanling Continent!
Only he himself knows that the reason why he has been reluctant to join the sect for so many years is because he has found the whereabouts of the unique low-grade heaven-level technique, but has never been able to put together a complete set.
If you join a certain force, you will definitely have constraints in terms of actions. That is not the result that the One-Armed Master wants...
After searching for thousands of years, the One-Armed Master's annual ring level is almost reaching his twilight years.
If there is not a large supply of spiritual stones, and if he can no longer find this low-grade heaven-level unique technique that is very consistent with his mysterious attributes to break through, his cultivation will slowly regress!
Therefore, after reaching an agreement with a certain heavenly sect, he sent his newly acquired disciple Yang Xianyou to participate in the Tianshu Ranking competition so early.
Just to win a place on the Tianshu Ranking, get the Mysterious Vein Spirit Stone, and slow down the dissipation of Mysterious Energy.
If not, he could have waited another two or three thousand years to found a sect on his own. If he was lucky, his disciple Yang Xianyou could also take that crucial step and achieve the realm of One-Star Xuanzun.
When the time comes to compete again, with his strength alone, he is sure to win a place on the Tianshu Ranking.
However, this one-armed old man cannot wait that long...
The identity of the one-armed sage gave Yang Xianyou a lot of points. Therefore, in addition to the racers from the heaven-level sect who came to climb up, even the famous Ninety-nine Tianshu disciples quickly joined forces with him.
They mingle together.
When these geniuses communicated, the delicacies and exquisite wines they served were all high-grade Xuanshi. At first glance, it seemed a bit like "upper class socializing".
However, no matter how lively the crowd was, Chen Shen, who was in a corner, still looked so indifferent.
He is observing.
Observe all the contestants, explore their level of cultivation and depth of their souls, and select some beings that can be classified as "opponents".
If those proud people were to know that the scumbag he didn't even bother to look at was still there to select people he thought were qualified to be his opponents, I'm afraid one or two of them would immediately go berserk.
At a certain moment, Yang Xianyou looked back and met Chen Shen's eyes. An arrogant smile suddenly broke out at the corner of his mouth, and his lips moved slightly: "Hey, what are you looking at? Are you envious of me?
seat?"
"Look, this is how a genius should be treated!"
"As for you...don't you feel that you are incompatible with the bright stars in Tianshu Lake?"
"If I were you, I would have gone away in despair. How can I still have the nerve to sit there and drool?"
When Chen Shen saw this, he rolled his eyes and thought with black lines on his head: "This sentimental idiot!"
"What I see clearly is the little bald monk who has been silently chanting sutras dozens of feet behind you."
"As for you...you are not worthy of being my opponent at all!"
Although Chen Shen didn't say a word, his expression of disdain as he rolled his eyes was caught in Yang Xianyou's eyes, and his face suddenly darkened: "You from Male Gobi, how dare you embarrass me?"
"If I don't humiliate you, you won't know the difference between a dog and a human!"
So, after he communicated with the surrounding racers who were trying to catch up with him, he led a group of "little brothers" to swagger towards Chen Shen's location.
Not long after, someone came and said, "Hey? Isn't this His Excellency the Earth Crown Lord? You hid yourself in this nook and corner. It's really hard to find me."
"That's right, at first glance, I thought there was a dog lying here!"
"Pfft hahahaha..."
The wild talk and laughter of Yang Xianyou and others were unabashed and immediately attracted the attention of all the racers in Tianshu Pond.
Most people were ready to watch the show, including Qi Yuxiu from the Tianfu Sect.
With his identity, although in his heart he wanted to kill Chen Shen immediately, on the surface, he had to maintain his identity to avoid being known as a bully and being laughed at by the cultivators of the three sects, seven sects and one Jedi.
Now, he couldn't be happier to see someone come forward to humiliate Chen Shen.
At this time, Chen Shen slowly frowned, put his hand in front of his nose and fanned: "What does it smell like? Tsk, it seems like someone put some stinky shit and it smoked someone to death."
As soon as these words came out, Yang Xianyou suddenly looked sharply.
Before he could speak, Miao Ling, who was sitting next to Chen Shen, frowned. When her red lips were slightly opened, a voice like a silver bell came: "Can you please give way? My young master has been exposed!"
"puff!"
"Hahahahaha..."
Suddenly many cultivators burst into laughter.
Mainly because what the stunningly beautiful beauty said perfectly matched what Chen Shen had said before.
"Who is this beautiful girl? She has such a personality, I like her!"
"Hey, it would be a pity for such a good girl to be with a six-star Xuanzong."
"Yes, yes, I also have thoughts of a hero saving a beauty. I will leave the glorious task of saving this beauty from the fire pit to you!"
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Yang Xianyou took a look and thought, something is wrong. Why did everyone's discussion go astray? I'm here to humiliate Chen Shen, okay?
No, we have to bring the rhythm back.
Then, he waved his hand loudly: "Humph, no matter how eloquent you are, the facts are the facts."
"Take a good look around you. Apart from me, who feels pity for you, who has ever taken the initiative to chat with you?"
"Your sharp teeth and sharp mouth are so humble in front of the facts..."
"I'm sorry, please give way, you... offend me."
As he was about to finish his words, a pleasant female voice suddenly came from behind him.