Chapter 1711 Three Days of Preparation. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

Looking at this scene, Pei Ling was suddenly surprised, what is senior "Fu Qiong" doing?

"Origin" is more important than becoming a fairy?

Well...forget it.

This is good for him, he doesn't have to waste time arguing with the other eight sects regarding the allocation of quotas.

Therefore, Pei Ling nodded, and then looked at the patriarch "Yiyi" of Wushi Villa, and asked, "Senior 'Yiyi', would you like to enter the game with the younger generation?"

Back then, when he was discussing Daoism in Wushi Villa, the patriarch "Yi Yi" had worked with him to deduce the illusion deeply... Now that he has the opportunity to become a fairy, he must give priority to the other party.

Hearing this, "Qi Yi" shook his head immediately, and said lightly: "I am the Immortal Emperor of the Upper Realm, returning to the Upper Realm is as simple as eating and drinking for me."

"The reason why I have to pass the Floating Life Chess game now is to sharpen my state of mind in the end."

"The first batch of places will be given to those inferior immortals who are stupid in nature, dusty in their Taoism, and have not been able to see through the illusion so far."

Pei Ling was slightly taken aback, but she didn't find it strange when she thought of Wushi Villa's behavior style.

Anyway, no matter what happens at that time, he can use the fairy art that goes against the sky to bring the other party to his side...

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Su Zhentian's "Kongmeng" patriarch, who is also his own now.

When they were in Yousu Tomb, the two had discussed the Dao together, especially about who would get more avatars, and they had a dispute...

With a flash of thought, Pei Ling asked, "Senior 'Kongmeng', would you like to enter the game with this junior?"

"Kong Meng" nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

Seeing that Patriarch "Kongmeng" agreed, Pei Ling immediately felt relieved, all the arrangements for his own people were made, and the official allocation of places was next.

When he came here this time, he heard from "Fu Qiong" that among the nine sects, apart from Master Yao Qingying, there are three Mahayana masters in the sixty-four kalpas.

They are "Chuiyu" of Wushi Villa, "Xiangzai" of Jiuyi Mountain, and "Gu Miao" of Han'an Sword Sect.

The first batch of entrants must bring all three of them with them. This is a rule that has been passed down since ancient times...

Survival of the fittest, the strong respect!

Regardless of whether the chess game is good or bad, the strongest monks are the first batch to enter the game!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling looked at the "Chuiyu" patriarch of Wushi Villa, and immediately said, "Senior 'Chuiyu', would you like to join the younger generation?"

"Chuiyu" fluttered in white clothes, smiled casually, nodded and said: "Yes!"

Pei Ling nodded, then looked at the patriarch "Xiang Zai" in Jiuyi Mountain, and asked the same: "Senior 'Xiang Zai', would you like to enter the game with the younger generation?"

"Xiang Zai" looked calm, nodded and said: "Good."

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling continued to look at the Mahayana headed by Han An Jianzong, this senior, this was the first time he had seen him.

He looks like a middle-aged man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and white temples. Among the heroes, he is quite heroic. He wears cloth and soap boots, and carries a light blue scabbard on his back. His breath is completely restrained, without the slightest sword intent.

Only in the depths of the pupils of the eyes, there is a bright sword light, and Gu Panjian's sharp edge is hidden.

It is "Gu Miao", the patriarch of the sixty-four kalpas.

Pei Ling said: "Senior 'Gu Miao', would you like to enter the game with the younger generation?"

"Gu Miao" said: "Yes."

Pei Ling nodded slightly. The quota had already been taken up by five people, and besides himself, there were three more.

Therefore, he immediately turned to the "death" and "disaster" of Yousu Tomb. At that time, his immortal road was obtained from Yousu Tomb. These two taboos have a lot of cause and effect with him...

Turning his mind, Pei Ling immediately said: "Seniors, would you like to enter the game with the junior?"

"Death" nodded and said: "Yes."

"Woe" shook his head, and said in a cold voice, "I won't enter the game for now, I'll be a spectator first."

Seeing the two taboos, one agreeing and the other refusing, as if they had discussed it long ago, Pei Ling was slightly surprised.

However, he didn't take it too seriously, and immediately looked at Longbo Zhanwang and the three monster clans, and said: "The floating chess game is extremely dangerous."

"When you shoot a bow, there is no arrow back."

"I can guarantee that you will be safe and sound before entering the game of Floating Life Chess."

"But there is no guarantee of what happens after the chess game starts."

"If the four want to quit now, there is still time."

"I can wash away your memories, as if nothing happened."

Hearing this, Longbo Zhanwang immediately shook his head, and his voice roared like thunder: "My time is running out."

"Even if this chess game is a bad omen, I will never give up!"

Five tails lined up like a screen, and the leopard-like monster with piercing eyes said in a deep voice, "The Qingyao monster clan is the descendant of the prehistoric bloodline, and will never back down!"

Fei Du looked at Pei Ling and said in the same way: "Since we are here, we have made up our minds!"

Snake repair raised his head, hissing and urging: "Hurry up and give us the quota!"

Seeing this, Pei Ling didn't say anything more, and immediately asked: "Senior Long Bo, would you like to enter the game with me?"

Longbo Zhanwang said without hesitation: "Yes!"

There was only the last spot left, Pei Ling continued, "Hi, would you like to enter the game with me?"

Hide was overjoyed immediately!

This chess game is auspicious, the sooner you enter the game, the greater the possibility of becoming a fairy!

I thought that Pei Ling would distribute the first batch of quotas to the nine sects of the clan, but unexpectedly, he would distribute one to the monster clan!

Such a good thing that happens once in a thousand years, naturally, he would not miss it, immediately said: "Yes!"

After the allocation of places was completed, Pei Ling glanced at the Nine Schools of Mahayana, and seeing that no one had raised any doubts, he immediately announced: "Then, the first batch of Immortal Road servants to enter the game are Senior 'Huai Bu', Senior 'Kong Meng', and 'Chui Meng'. Senior Yu, Senior Xiang Zai, Senior Gu Miao, Senior Death, Senior Long Bo and Ji."

"From now on, within three days, it will be the final preparation time before entering the game."

"After three days, enter the floating habitat!"

"During these three days, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

The three-day preparation time is for the monks of the Nine Sects to master the immortal arts they just acquired, as well as the prehistoric language.

However, in order to prevent the leakage of the news from the upper realm, which would cause changes in the energy of the heaven and the earth, there would be changes in the Floating Life Chess game.

Therefore, no Mahayana is allowed to leave!

Of course, this is mainly to guard against foreign races such as monster races and alien races, although these foreign races have not heard any really useful news...

All the monks nodded: "Yes."

With a flick of Pei Ling's robe sleeve, the thick and substantial [Mist of the Nether Sky] rushed out in an instant, like a flood that burst a dike, and filled all directions in a blink of an eye, covering the entire city of Lanke.

Wherever the darkness goes, all means of communicating with the outside world are useless.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling took out an incomparably gorgeous blood sedan chair and walked into it, ignoring the affairs of the outside world.