Above Kuya Ridge, seven warriors descended from the sky. Each of them exuded an aura that was incompatible with this world.
That is the wave of death!
It seems as if these seven people are the judges from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, the Infinite Sea, who want to judge everything in the world.
"Meet the censor!"
Shan Mu has been waiting there for a long time.
He saw seven warriors wearing robes with the word "Dao Ling" engraved on the chest arriving here, and he quickly stepped forward to greet them, his expression full of awe!
"No need to be polite." A woman with an arrogant look, who looked to be in her twenties, said indifferently. She stood there like a thousand-year-old iceberg, making people afraid to approach.
"Tsk, tsk... Sister Chanyue, I haven't seen you for such a long time, but your inhumane demeanor seems to have not changed?" Huo Chen saw this from the side and couldn't help but joke.
"Huo Chen, you need to deal with it again...Have you forgotten the scene when Sister Chanyue chased you in Guanghan Realm?" An old man next to him heard this and stroked his beard and laughed.
"Hey, that's not right, Brother Fulin, I clearly remember that time it was because Huo Chen peeked at Sister Chan Yue taking a bath that she was killed!"
Another young man who looked very young, probably in his early twenties, pursed his lips and smiled, and in his words did not give Huo Chen any face.
"You guys..." Seeing that he was outnumbered, Huo Chen looked at the people around him, his face full of helplessness...
Wasn't it just a peek into the bath once? As for hundreds of years?
in the air.
Shan Mu watched the seven powerful beings in front of him talking and laughing with each other, feeling quite envious in his heart.
The other parties are terrifying beings who have understood the mysteries of life and death, and have extremely long lifespans. Even if they pass a hundred years, they don't have to worry about longevity and can still chat and laugh.
And if he himself is unable to understand the mysteries of life and death within a hundred years, he may be close to his end, but it is not far away!
…
After entertaining the imperial censors of the Daoling Dynasty.
Soon, Shanmu began to receive the major sect masters and clan leaders from other regions and states who came after hearing the news!
"Haha... Old ghost Li, I didn't expect you to be here too!" Seeing a man in white clothes coming from the distance, Shanmu laughed loudly!
The other party is none other than the leader of Beisu Realm—Li Boyen!
"Of course...a grand event like the martial arts conference cannot be seen at any time." Li Boyen stepped forward and smiled.
"Hey, are you jealous? At worst, you can get one in Beisujing too!" Shanmu looked proud.
"Beisu Realm? I think it's better to forget it! There is chaos all day long there. Several major sects and families will conflict over trivial matters, causing chaos in the region. How can I have such leisure? It's not like you in the north.
Lujing…”
Speaking of this, Li Boyen was also helpless.
"Sigh... don't mention it. Soon, our Beilu territory will not be as peaceful as it is now."
Shanmu shook his head.
Seven censors parachuted into the land of Beilu. How could the matter of the ancient realm be simple?
To know…
When the Southern Barbarians invaded and suppressed one side, there were only two or three censors.
The two talked for a long time, and then disappeared from the place one after another.
Time continues to pass.
In the blink of an eye, there is only one last night left before the martial arts competition.
Inside the thatched house.
Mo Heng looked at a wooden sign with '674' engraved on it in his hand and murmured: "Unexpectedly, there are so many Pulse Condensation Realm warriors participating in the martial arts conference in Beilu..."
It should be noted that the wooden sign represents more than just each person's identity.
at the same time…
This is also the order in which warriors appear!
Mo Heng holds the wooden card of '674', which means that before he can take the field, he has to wait at least until the competition between the 673 people in front is over.
This is a very long time.
But Mo Heng is also happy about this. It is only a matter of time before he breaks through to the middle stage of Pulse Condensation Realm. Maybe he can be promoted smoothly when he takes the field.
In that way, his strength will be raised to a higher level again.
"After enlightenment, cultivation will be smooth...According to my current cultivation speed, I will definitely be able to become a spirit transformation realm warrior before I am eighteen years old!"
Thinking of the three young men from the Spirit Transformation Realm who represented the Mo clan in the martial arts conference, Mo Heng couldn't help but feel a little envious!
But this envy is only temporary!
The other party is a genius, and with the Mo clan's full training, his cultivation level will naturally improve quickly. But he himself can only rely on martial arts and practice step by step.
certainly.
Mo Heng's current cultivation speed is actually not very slow.
Every move and style of the Huang-level high-level martial arts can promote the steady improvement of his cultivation. Moreover, he has reached the level of Xiaocheng in Fire Cloud Palm, and he can practice it much faster than ordinary people.
Although not as good as those warriors who have countless treasured spiritual materials and elixirs, they are still better than many people!
…
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The next day.
The sky is dark and bright.
Mo Heng followed the sea of people and came to Kuya Ridge, a large open space where countless arenas were set up.
Looking around, there are a hundred or so arenas in front of us.
Around the arena, there are exquisite bamboo pavilions and wooden pavilions everywhere. Some of them look extremely brand-new and were obviously built not long ago. There are only a few bamboo pavilions that look a bit shabby, which are traces of the passage of time.
Both the bamboo pavilion and the wooden pavilion were filled with warriors.
They have the leader of the sect who shocks all around; there is the king of an ancient family; there is the enlightened master who dominates the region; and there is even the mysterious and terrifying censor!
This scene alone is no less prosperous than Tiandu!
Crowds of people arrived.
More and more Beilu Realm warriors appeared around the forest-like arena.
At this time, Shanmu appeared out of thin air above everyone. He glanced at the countless wooden pavilions and bamboo pavilions at his feet, feeling quite satisfied, and then shouted to the sea of people: "I am Shanmu, I am very happy that everyone came to participate in the martial arts conference!
"
"I believe someone has already told you the rules, so I won't waste my time."
"This competition will start with the warriors from the Pulse Condensation Realm. After that, the competition will begin with the warriors from the Mortal Realm. The ones from the Spiritual Transformation Realm will be last!"
"As for the rewards for the competition..."
Speaking of rewards, Shanmu paused slightly and said, "The top ten warriors in the Pulse Condensation Realm will be rewarded with 10 dust-removing pills and a copy of Xuan-level martial arts!"
"The top three warriors in the transcendent realm will be rewarded with 10 Qingyuan Pills and a book of prefecture-level martial arts!"
"The first place among warriors in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, the reward... is a Pot Heart Pill!"
The three words "Hu Xin Dan" come out one after another.
Suddenly the expressions of the warriors in the bamboo pavilion became crazy!
"What?! Did I hear it correctly? Senior Shanmu said that the reward for first place is the Pot Heart Pill?"
"How is this possible! How could Senior Shanmu have such a precious elixir?"
"But after you have said it, you can't lie, right?"
"Who knows?"
Listening to the endless discussion around him, Shanmu felt helpless. At this moment, he really didn't have the Pot Heart Pill, and he couldn't even get 10 Qing Yuan Pills.
But these rewards are real!
Because this was a reward given by the Censor, even though he coveted it very much, he didn't dare to have the slightest idea.
"Dare I ask this brother, what kind of pill is that Pot Heart Pill?" Mo Hengchong asked a shocked warrior next to him after hearing the flood of discussions around him.
"The Pot Heart Pill? That is a pill that can increase the chance of a warrior understanding the secrets of Taoism." The young man glanced at Mo Heng and couldn't help but sigh: "Even the pill itself contains a little of the secrets of Taoism!"
"Elixir that enhances warriors' understanding of the secrets of Taoism!?"
Deeply shocked by the young man's words, Mo Heng's expression became incredulous. The leader of Beilu Realm actually had such precious elixirs?
Time passes slowly.
The noisy noise gradually subsided.
Seeing this, Shanmu smiled bitterly, and then explained: "I believe that many of you here know the preciousness of the Pot Heart Pill, and some even have doubts, thinking that I am just talking about it!"
"But here, I can assure you...the authenticity of this elixir is definitely not a fake. Because this is the reward promised by the Royal Censor!"
Lord Censor?
Hearing this, many warriors in the Beilu Realm suddenly thought of those mysterious and terrifying existences in the Daoling Dynasty!
"What? Master Yushi? Could it be that even the Master Yushi from the Daoling Dynasty appeared in Beilu to watch this martial arts conference?"
"It's incredible... I never thought that even a high-ranking being like the Censor would come to Beilu."
"If it's Master Yushi, then taking out the Pot Heart Pill can explain it!"
"That's right...Master Yushi, sitting on one side, the Pot Heart Pill is just an ordinary pill to them!"
Many people who had doubts before heard the arrival of the censor, and immediately no longer doubted Shan Mu! At the same time, they also began to look forward to who among the warriors in the Spiritual Transformation Realm in Beilu Land could get the precious Pot Heart Pill?
"Hu Xin Dan? I didn't expect that there would be such a precious elixir in this martial arts conference. It seems that letting Qiaoer participate is indeed a very wise move!"
Yu Yangfeng was sitting in the wooden pavilion. Around him, more than ten old men in the spirit transformation realm gathered together, with expressions on their faces all very excited.
They understand Yu Yangqiao's strength.
So they know that the Pot Heart Pill will definitely become the property of the Yuyang family! And by then, their Yuyang family may become the largest family in Beilu Realm!
Lin Yansi closed his eyes tightly. After hearing the words "Hu Xin Dan", he suddenly opened his eyes, his expression full of expectation, "Hey... it turned out to be Hu Xin Dan. It seems that our Lin family is going to break the three-legged relationship that has existed for hundreds of years."
The situation is over!”
Different from the Lin family and Yuyang family.
When Mo Yunzhi heard the news, his expression was a little gloomy, "It's a pity... Mo Ziling's age is already too much, otherwise the Pot Heart Pill this time will definitely be the treasure of my Mo clan!"
"Tai Shang Elder, so what if we don't have the Pot Heart Pill? Don't forget, our Mo Clan has nine places to enter the Ancient Realm!" An old man persuaded from the side.
"That's right! We can still rely on the ancient realm!"
Mo Yunzhi's eyes lit up, and at this moment, Shanmu's voice slowly sounded from above Kuya Ridge: "I declare... the martial arts conference has officially begun!"