Chapter 98 Lord Tianbei

Hundreds of monks from the two sects stood in two areas of the square, but not far from the stone tablet. At this time, the monks in the back stood quietly, looking at the ten people in front.

The ten Jindan monks in front of the stone tablet spread out in front of the stone like a fan. Peng Wuxing and the immortal Hang Wu stood side by side in the middle. Elder Peng released his spiritual consciousness to shoot at the stone tablet. After a while, the colorful light on the stone tablet gradually stopped flowing and slowly formed a child's face.

Li Yan stood in the corner, but stared at the front like everyone else. He saw a human face on the stone tablet, and he couldn't help showing surprise. It turned out that the stone tablet could actually conjure up a human face. It seems that this human face must be the spirit of the stone tablet.

At this time, an old voice slowly came out from the air in the square, "It turned out to be Taixuan Niubizi. I thought it was the group of Pure Land thieves this time."

Many cultivators who came here for the first time in the back were stunned. Some disciples of Taixuan Sect in the foundation building and condensation stages could not help but show anger, but seeing that their own Jindan elders in front of them were normal, no one was angry, so they had to keep their anger in their hearts.

Some cultivators of the Wuliang Sect who also participated in the secret realm for the first time could not help but laugh in a low voice, which made some people of Taixuan Sect on the other side look over here and glare at each other.

Li Yan heard this old voice and looked for a while. He saw that the child on the stone tablet opened and closed his mouth. It was obviously him. This face and this voice felt a bit weird.

"Senior Tianbei, we are here to disturb the senior's meditation." Hang Wuxian smiled and bowed his head with a very respectful attitude. Then the ten people in front of the tablet, including Elder Peng, bowed their hands.

This scene surprised many people. Li Yan touched his nose. He remembered what Lin Daqiao said before, "The stone tablet calls itself Lord Tianbei, and its cultivation is already a terrifying middle-stage Jindan." But many of these Jindan in front of him are in the late Jindan stage. However, Lord Tianbei has been cultivating for more than tens of thousands of years, and he can be said to be old enough in terms of seniority.

"Well, but this time there are so many Condensation Qi brats going in. How much vitality will this consume? I don't want to play like this." The child's face on the stone tablet was satisfied when he saw the ten elders being so respectful. Then he looked at the group of people behind them, and after his eyes turned, he quickly resumed his gaze, as if someone had discovered that it was thinking. Unexpectedly, everyone here was staring at it, and who could see it. It changed the subject and said these words, but these words came from an old voice, which made people feel a little awkward.

"Please rest assured, Senior Tianbei. Our two sects will each take out 500 mid-level spirit stones to make up for your consumption." Elder Peng spoke calmly, and then shook his sleeves, and countless crystal clear small stones shot towards the stone tablet like a string of arrows, lighting up the air with extremely dazzling colors, extremely gorgeous.

At the same time, Immortal Hang Wu smiled and waved his sleeves. From his green cuffs, colorful light also flourished, and countless spirit stones shot towards the stone tablet. Suddenly, the spiritual energy in the sky suddenly became full, and it was like a colorful meteor shower in the sky.

In addition to the calm faces of the Jindan elders on both sides, hundreds of Condensation Qi disciples and Foundation Building cultivators couldn't help but open their mouths wide. Mid-level spirit stones? One thousand pieces, my god, this is too generous. Normally, not to mention the foundation-building cultivators in the sect, even the Jindan elders in the peaks only have five mid-level spirit stones a month. It is estimated that only a very small number of foundation-building cultivators have one or two, and they are not willing to give them out easily.

One mid-level spirit stone can be exchanged for a hundred low-level spirit stones, but few people are willing to do so. The quality of the spiritual energy contained in it cannot be compensated by the number of low-level spirit stones.

"Well, it seems that it can barely make up for my loss." The old voice sounded again, with a tone of reluctance after suffering a loss, but when everyone saw the child on the stone tablet with a smile on his face, but trying to hold back his face, anyone could see that he was extremely satisfied and happy.

After a long time, the rain of spirit stones disappeared in just a few breaths.

"Senior Tianbei, can we start now?" Elder Peng asked after seeing that he had given it to you, but he thought to himself, "If it weren't for the fact that the Nascent Soul ancestor who built you would have allowed you to develop intelligence because he personally arranged it for you, it would be strange. Now you are getting more and more greedy, but you do need to consume it. This time, more than a hundred Qi Condensation cultivators have joined, and these spirit stones are also the standard for the future. This is the maximum amount, once every fifteen years, which is also appropriate. If you want more spirit stones, it is not impossible for the ancestor to destroy your intelligence and make you a permanent obedient puppet."

"Well, of course, of course, I will start now, and the ten of you should prepare to activate the channel." The child tried his best to hide his joy, and then said with a stern face, and then the surface of the stone tablet blurred, the child's face gradually disappeared, and the surface of the stone tablet returned to colorful light.

Elder Peng and Immortal Hang Wu looked at each other, then turned around and looked around. After seeing the others nod, the ten of them gathered their magic power, and suddenly a colorful glow flashed. A destructive aura rose from the ten people and gathered. Suddenly, the pressure on the square descended from the sky, making Li Yan and his group feel like they were facing death. Their hearts were filled with fear and trembling, and they felt powerless from the bottom of their hearts. They couldn't even think of moving. Those foundation-building monks were all pale.

The various colors of the sky gradually gathered to form a huge purple light ball. The light ball finally slowly moved towards the colorful light on the stone tablet. At the moment when the colorful light intertwined, the stone tablet disappeared without a trace. Then there appeared a black and white channel with a height and width of one foot each. There was a vortex rotating in the channel. It felt as if as long as you approached the channel, you would be sucked into it, and then you would leave this world forever.

After the purple light ball was continuously injected for about half a quarter of an hour, the ten people slowly withdrew their magic power. Their faces were either pale or flushed. It was obvious that they had lost a lot of spiritual power in just a few half a quarter of an hour. This was the case for ten Jindan Daxiu.

"Okay, after the two factions of Jindan entered, the rest lined up according to the foundation building and Qi condensation stages, in groups of ten, and the Taixuan Sect and the Wuliang Sect took turns to enter." Peng Wuxing said with a flushed face, and his voice was clearly heard by everyone. After that, the ten of them stood on both sides of the passage and joined hands to make a strange golden seal again. This golden seal quickly formed an obscure ancient character in the air, and then slowly fell down the black and white passage, like the "Fu" character posted during the Chinese New Year in the secular world, sticking to the top of the passage.

"Why don't you enter yet? What are you waiting for?" Peng Wuxing shouted, and then stopped talking. The ten people tried their best to keep the golden seal from being destroyed, but it was obviously quite strenuous.

The Wuliang Sect was left with the beautiful woman Li Fengzhu and two other elders. They did not hesitate at all, took a step forward and flew towards the black and white passage. When they arrived at the passage, they did not hesitate at all and went straight into the passage. When the ten remaining Jindan of Taixuan Sect saw the three elders of the Wuliang Sect disappear, they also flew into the black and white passage together and disappeared without a trace.

Li Yan stood behind the crowd, watching this quiet and somewhat weird scene. Except for a few simple exchanges between the two sides, so many people were silent, obviously wanting to quickly enter the secret realm. Only three Jindan elders from the Wuliang Sect had entered before, while the other side had ten. They should have gone in to arrange the other end of the passage, but the ratio of the number of people was too large. Aren't they afraid of encountering accidents inside? However, on second thought, the entrance to this passage is in the Wuliang Sect. I think my sect also has many means. This may be the advantage of guarding the entrance. Even if the other party went out from the direction of the Ten-Step Courtyard, it is estimated that this is also taken into consideration. I couldn't help but laugh at myself, thinking that I was too worried.

Then I saw the foundation-building monks in front began to move, and groups of both sides took turns to enter. Even though the second team of foundation-building monks were in contrast at the entrance of the passage, they still remained silent and no one spoke, but Li Yan still saw many foundation-building monks nodded or smiled after seeing the other monks, obviously familiar with each other. But there were also those with fierce eyes. He saw at least five or six cultivators looking at Li Wuyi fiercely, as if they were going to skin him alive. However, Li Wuyi smiled gently at every Taoist priest who hated him or nodded to him, as if they were all old friends for decades. Then when it was his turn, he quickly entered the passage and disappeared without a trace.

Because Li Wuyi was not a foundation-building cultivator participating in the competition, and he did not enter with the first wave of Jindan elders, Li Yan saw such a scene. He couldn't help but think, "It seems that Master is right. Senior Brother has made a lot of enemies, and this is just the Taixuan Sect." Of course, similar situations also happened to Wang Tian, ​​Gan Shi, Baili Yuan, Wei Chituo and others.

The speed of entering was very fast, that was because the ten Jindan elders at the entrance of the cave signaled with stern eyes to speed up. They were also struggling to maintain the ancient characters on the entrance of the passage. After the foundation-building cultivators entered, it was Li Yan's turn. Li Yan's 108 people also entered in groups of ten, but he stood too far back, so when it was his turn, he was already close to the end. When he walked towards the black and white passage with the other nine people, Li Yan suddenly frowned. Just now, because the two sides were too far away, he didn't feel anything, and his mind was attracted by the foundation-building and Jindan cultivators. Now that the second teams of both sides were approaching the passage, as the second teams of both sides were getting closer and closer, Li Yan suddenly felt a little palpitation in his heart, and this uneasiness came from the other side's ten-person group. He felt a familiar breath from these ten people, but Li Yan felt a little strange about these breaths. There was a familiar taste in these breaths, but it contained a kind of death, which made him feel extremely dangerous.

Li Yan frowned, and his steps slowed down a bit. Then he looked up and looked at the other party carefully. He did not release his spiritual sense. At such a close distance, looking with eyes would reduce the other party's vigilance.

"Hurry up, those behind me," one of the ten elders from Taixuan Sect saw that Li Yan seemed to be hesitant, and couldn't help but show dissatisfaction on his face and urged him.

When the elders from the Wuliang Sect saw Li Yan like this, not only did no one speak, but two of them had their eyes brightened and looked at Li Yan more.

There were two disciples from the Wuliang Sect behind Li Yan, who couldn't help but whispered, "Uncle Li, please hurry up." Obviously, their tone expressed dissatisfaction with Li Yan's hesitation at the entrance of the passage.

The other party's Qi Condensation Stage group also noticed this side, but just looked at Li Yan and others with cold eyes.

Li Yan took a breath, then looked at the ten people standing there waiting to enter, and then stepped into the black and white passage.