Chapter 212 The Power of the Magic Trail

Returning to his pavilion, Qin Yi stopped delaying and started preparing to take three 5,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and the Golden Essence Pill.

Ganoderma lucidum that is five thousand years old is extremely precious. Even Tianxing Pharmacy does not have it. Even the Jubao Pavilion of Tianxing Mansion has a very small collection.

Qin Yi believes that as long as he takes these three 5,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and practices diligently, he should be able to break through to the peak of the 7th level of Xuan Dao before competing with Makita.

It was talking about competition, but Qin Yi didn't think that Makita would really just compete with himself.

"Right now, Makita's cultivation is at the half-step peak of the 9th level of Xuandao. With Makita's qualifications and the careful guidance of Marquis Tianxing, he should be able to break through to the peak of the 9th level of Xuandao by the time of the competition."

Qin Yi analyzed carefully.

At the pinnacle of the 9th realm of Xuan Dao, if you take one more step, you will break away from Xuan Dao and enter the realm of Zong Dao!

The level gap between the enemy and ourselves is too big. Even if Qin Yi has fire element seeds and the powerful trump card of the second form of "Seven Demonic Styles", Qin Yi does not dare to be too careless.

Just when Qin Yi was about to take a 5,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, Ji Zhantian knocked on the door and came in, which surprised Qin Yi.

"Qin Yi, an opportunity has come, I hope you can take advantage of it."

Ji Zhantian was very direct and straight to the point.

a chance?

Qin Yi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Master Ji, what is the opportunity?"

Qin Yi's heart was filled with expectations for a moment.

He is the one who shoulders the entrustment of the King of Kyushu. No matter what opportunity he has, he does not want to miss it.

Collecting the seeds of the five elements, condensing the Kyushu Magic Sword, summoning the nine magic lamps that illuminate the Kyushu Continent, and returning the gods to their places is a too heavy task. He must seize every opportunity to make himself stronger.

"Do you still remember that I once told you about the magic traces of the Alliance of Nations?"

Ji Zhantian asked.

"Of course I remember."

Qin Yi nodded.

"very good."

Ji Zhantian smiled slightly: "I said before that the Alliance of All Nations, the Magic Trail Fairyland, is the highest existence among the countries in the Magic Wind Mountain Range, even above the courts of all countries. If you want to truly become powerful, you must You must find an opportunity to enter the Magic Trail. The Magic Trail has regulations that recruit disciples every five years, and two months later will be the day when the Magic Trail will recruit students."

Qin Yi was startled, and his heart was filled with expectation.

He himself had already planned that if there was a chance in the future, he would definitely enter the Magical Land. Unexpectedly, the opportunity would come so soon.

Ji Zhantian continued: "Just yesterday, Prince Tianxing secured a place for you, his disciples, to go to the Magic Trail Fairyland for the assessment. He hopes that you will all prepare well and try to pass the assessment."

"Master personally fights for us to get a place to go to the Magic Trail to take the assessment?"

Qin Yi frowned and expressed confusion. He tried his best to send his disciples away. This was not common sense.

"This is actually related to the wish of Lord Tianxing. Didn't I tell you before? The wish of Lord Tianxing that has never been fulfilled seems to be related to the magic trace."

Ji Zhantian did tell Qin Yi about this matter.

In this way, everything is logical. Tianxing Houwang searches for talented young people everywhere, and then selects the best among them. On the surface, he wants to become his own disciple. In essence, he wants to wait until the time when the Magic Trail recruits external disciples. , try their best to send these selected talented young people into the magic wonderland to fulfill a certain wish for them.

"Master Ji, may I ask, isn't Master a prince of the Chinese Empire? Why is his wish in the Magic Trail?"

Qin Yi asked the question in his heart.

In the main hall that day, Qin Yi noticed Tianxing Hou's helplessness and anger, which made Qin Yi extremely confused.

"I don't know much about the specific situation."

Ji Zhantian said: "I only know that before he became a prince, Lord Tianxing was an outer disciple of the Demonic Trail and has not yet entered its inner core."

Outer disciple?

Qin Yi was stunned, stunned and in disbelief.

"One of the princes of the Chinese Empire is actually just an outer sect disciple among the demonic wonders. Just like when I first entered the Lingyu Sect, I was insignificant..."

Qin Yi murmured to himself, feeling very uneasy.

He couldn't imagine how powerful the so-called magic wizard was?

"Actually, he only told me yesterday that King Tianxing Hou was an outer disciple of the Magic Trail before becoming a prince in the Chinese Empire."

Ji Zhantian said: "The princes of one empire are only outer disciples of one sect. This is indeed a bit surprising, but it is also reasonable."

Makes sense?

Qin Yi blinked his eyes and almost broke his jaw in shock. He did not expect that Ji Zhantian would think that an imperial prince was an outer sect disciple and could not even enter the inner sect. This was a reasonable thing. .

"How huge is the power of the Demonic Wizard?"

After pondering for a long time, Qin Yi asked the question in his heart.

Ji Zhantian sighed slightly, his eyes gradually becoming deeper, with expressions of yearning, reverence, and helplessness.

"Moji Xianzong, further up, is the Kyushu Holy See, the highest existence in the Kyushu Continent. In the entire vast and boundless Jiuzhou Continent, there are only thirteen fairy-level sects like Moji Xianzong, so what does it have? How powerful you can imagine.”

Ji Zhantian paused for a moment and continued: "The magic traces and wizards settled in the Chinese Empire almost control the true path of cultivation in one party. There are only a thousand people in them, but they control the destiny of the people in the empire. If we want to Ask how powerful it is, it can destroy an empire with just one thought!"

So huge!

Qin Yi took in a breath of cold air, and his heart was filled with fear.

When he learned from Ji Zhantian that there was such an existence as the Magic Trace Wizard, Qin Yi's concept of it was still very vague.

At this moment, after hearing Ji Zhantian's words, Qin Yi realized that the so-called magic trail could be so huge, and it could destroy an empire in just one thought.

These young men who were favored by King Tianxinghou would be top-notch beings if they were placed in Tianxinghou. However, if they were placed in the Magic Trail Fairyland, they might not even be qualified as outer disciples.

The Tianxing Hou, who is infinitely awe-inspiring in the hearts of the world, is so small and vulnerable in front of the magic traces and wizards!

Since returning from the Immortal Era last time, this is the first time Qin Yi has heard that such a perverted force exists.

A magical wonderland is already shockingly powerful, but what about the Kyushu Holy See above it? can not imagine!

During his journey to the Immortal Ancient Era, Qin Yi was lucky enough to go to the Nine Provinces Holy See. He only knew about the Nine States Holy See at that time and that the pope was the Emperor of Time and Space. Other than that, he knew nothing about it.

At a certain moment, Qin Yi's mind suddenly appeared in the depths of Mofeng Mountain, the girl in red robe who killed an ancient spiritual beast with one move.

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