Chapter 403 Leaping over the Dragon Gate? No, a Dragon Gives Birth to Leeks.

Mountain Ape Holy City.

Fu Yunfei's pleasure boat came across the sky, and she could see the city shrouded in clouds from afar. The clouds surrounding the sky were like a huge spring, and the central area was constantly gushing out mist.

She did not show any strangeness in such a scene. Every time the ferry came, the Mountain Ape Holy City would become like this.

The pleasure boat emitted auras that kept shrinking and was collected in Fu Yunfei's palm, and then stepped into the clouds.

The holy city in the clouds appeared in two layers, upper and lower.

The lower layer was the original pavilions and pavilions, and the upper layer was a cloud platform that floated in the clouds.

On the cloud platform, there were many misty fairy pavilions, and there were also the sounds of zither and ancient harp.

"Daoyou Yunfei is here."

A gentle voice like water sounded, Fu Yunfei stopped and nodded, turned around and flew towards a fairy pavilion in the southern area.

All the scenes were formed by clouds and mist, and they looked very ethereal and mysterious, but the people present had long been accustomed to it, and their minds were not on these external things.

In the fairy pavilion where Fu Yunfei sat, there was already an old man with a fairy-like appearance sitting cross-legged, with an ancient zither in front of him.

"Just now, Daoist Tianyun called you, why don't you chat a little more?"

The old man pressed the strings of the zither with his fingers and looked at Fu Yunfei who was sitting.

Rolling his eyes at the old man, Fu Yunfei's expression was indifferent, "He is mean."

This sentence made the old man laugh and cry.

"Daoist Tianyun is the leader of a camp, so you should talk nicely in the future."

Fu Yunfei closed her eyes and pretended to practice, and ignored the old man's words.

Seeing this, the old man was bored and continued to pluck his strings, but his strings did not make any sound.

As time went by, figures stepped into the clouds one after another, and then entered different fairy pavilions.

These figures were all spiritual masters who had sealed their realms without exception.

In the stone pavilion where Fu Yunfei was, there was also one more spiritual descendant and one demon.

"This time is similar to the last time, only there are two strangers."

The spiritual descendant cultivator spoke, he looked very handsome, his eyes flashed with colorful light, as if he could absorb the surrounding light.

"In just a few hundred years, there are two more gods. The threshold of the god realm is really getting lower and lower."

The demon cultivator echoed. This demon looked like a leopard, but it had an extremely long tail. Although it shrunk its body and lay down, it still exuded a wild breath.

At this moment, there were five waves of forces in the fairy pavilion on the cloud platform.

Each wave of forces had at least four people and at most six people, each occupying a position, leaving the middle area of ​​the cloud platform.

"It's hard to become a god."

The old Taoist who was playing the strings of the zither sighed, "It's time for us to work together again. I urgently need new Three Thousand Tribulations Spiritual Leaves."

Hearing this, Fu Yunfei also woke up from her rest. The four of them occupied a position in the fairy pavilion. There was no spiritual restriction here. They could see the cultivators in the other four directions, and other cultivators could also see them.

You can clearly feel the interweaving messages in the void. These are the cultivators who know each other exchanging greetings, and there are also cultivators who are cursing and hostile to each other.

Among the five waves of people, Cui Shaoqing's camp is also one of them, and the leader is still Li Shuanghua, but the cultivators in their camp have changed from four to five, and a new person has been absorbed.

Where there are people, there are disputes, and this cannot be changed anywhere. The cultivators of the five camps look at each other in other camps. It seems to be a harmonious scene, but it has the meaning of competition.

"Fellow Daoists, are you all here?"

The laughing voice echoed on the cloud platform, and all the thoughts of communication disappeared in an instant. The resting and pretending to rest spiritual masters opened their eyes and looked towards the center of the cloud platform.

They saw a beam of colorful clouds and mist flowing down from the sky among the rolling clouds, and formed a huge ape shadow in the rolling.

The ape roared and the mist shrank, turning into an old man with a tall stature and high cheekbones.

"It's been a long time since I met with you fellow Daoists."

The ape-shaped old man bowed his hands.

"Long time no see, Saint Ape Spiritual Master."

The monks from the five camps stood up and bowed their hands.

The Saint Ape Spiritual Master smiled and returned the greeting, but his eyes were shining with golden light like two little suns, sweeping in all directions, and his eyes fell on each of the spiritual masters present.

At this moment, Shen Lian, who was inserted in his black hair, was also tense.

The little tree, which was a combination of the Merit Avatar and the Fuyao Wood, had extremely sharp perception. Although it was only passively receiving and sensing, he felt an extremely strong pressure the moment the Holy Ape Spirit Master's divine thoughts swept over.

This pressure was three or four times that of Fu Yunfei, and even stronger than all the Spirit Masters present.

This surprised Shen Lian a little. They were both in the early stage of transformation, so why was the breath of this old monkey more mellow than that of the others present?

After following Fu Yunfei for so many years, Shen Lian also had some understanding of this Holy Ape Spirit Master. This cultivator was a host, but his true identity was unknown.

To explain why so many Spirit Masters had to listen to a monkey host, it would be a long story.

At the beginning, the Spirit Masters were also unruly.

Later, everyone became obedient.

The Holy Ape Spirit Master was still the Holy Ape Spirit Master.

The unruly Spirit Masters were gone.

Anyone who wanted to spy on the relationship between the Holy Ape Spirit and the ferry boat died miserably. Everyone only knew that this monkey had a limited range of activities and did not participate in outside affairs in the past, and even did not show up.

At this moment, in the fairy pavilion where Fu Yunfei was, the old man who played the piano before touched his arms and took out a triangular flag made of copper but emitting a faint light.

After the flag was injected with water magic power, it suddenly rose to dozens of feet in the wind and flew above the fairy pavilion.

At the same time, the leaders of the other four camps took out a similar triangular flag, and after activating it, they hung the flag above their respective fairy pavilions.

The leader of Fu Yunfei's camp, the old man Qinming, controlled the Xuanshui Black Flag in his hand.

Li Shuanghua, the camp where Cui Shaoqing was, controlled the Jin Guangyan Flag.

The remaining three flags were the Wanmu Flag controlled by Tianyun Spirit, the Dihuang Flag controlled by Sui Shizuo, and the Peacock Flag controlled by You Yingping.

The five flags correspond to the five elements.

Each camp has four to six forbidden spirit masters under their command. According to the rules set long ago, each spirit master can receive tributes from different numbers of forces.

As for how many you can receive, it depends on your camp and your own strength.

For example, Fu Yunfei only received three, while Old Man Qinming received seven.

Seeing the five triangular flags released, Saint Ape Spirit Master nodded, "There are still more than 20 forces whose inheritance tokens have not been fully stored with flesh and blood essence. Do you think we should wait a little longer or draw lots according to the old rules?"

"Of course we will draw lots."

The proposal of Saint Ape Spirit Master was directly affirmed by everyone.

The tokens of more than 20 forces have not been fully stored. Who knows how long it will take if we wait any longer. We should hurry up.

"Okay, then draw lots."

Saint Ape Spirit Master smiled awkwardly and took out a pill furnace to offer it in the air.

"Daoyou, let's get started."

The spiritual masters present threw the same number of balls into the alchemy furnace according to the number of forces they controlled. Each ball had the name of a force written on it.

It's actually very unfair to say this. After all, some spiritual masters are powerful and control many forces under their command, so they are more likely to be caught when drawing lots.

But in fact, the cultivators who have more forces are the leaders of the camps, and they don't care about these at all.

"I'm going to start."

The Holy Ape Spirit Master closed the alchemy furnace, cast a spell, and the alchemy furnace quickly rotated, and was shrouded in thick fog, isolating the spiritual sense of the spiritual masters present. "

"Okay."

When the alchemy furnace covered in fog stopped rotating, the Holy Ape Spirit Master said, "There are a total of 28 forces that have not completed the blood storage task this time, so draw 28 lots from them.

I'll draw three, and the remaining 25 camp leaders will each draw five, okay. "

As he spoke, the Holy Ape Spiritual Master reached out to the cauldron, and three small balls were thrown out, flashing with spiritual light in the air.

"Snow Palace, Golden Flower Palace, Fire Palace."

High-end voting often uses the simplest method.

Cui Shaoqing did not expect that the first one would be the force that was connected to him.

In a flash, he recalled some bad things. To this day, he still has not found the mysterious Spiritual Master who besieged him.

The Holy Ape Spiritual Master showed the lot he had grabbed, and then gestured: "It's the turn of the Taoist friends next. "

Soon, twenty-five small balls were taken out of the furnace and displayed one by one in the air.

The cultivators of the five camps looked at the names of the forces displayed, some looked annoyed, while others didn't care.

Fu Yunfei took a look and found that one of them happened to belong to her, but she didn't care. Luck is also a very important part of cultivating immortals.

As long as the forces that buried the chess pieces are not caught, it doesn't matter whether the rest are dead or alive.

The Holy Ape Spirit Master in the center of Yuntai began to clean the furnace, ignoring the whispers between the cultivators in the camp, as if his furnace was some kind of treasure.

...

Under the black flag of Xuanshui.

The handsome Spirit Master Yu Qi of the Spirit Clan was annoyed, "It's really unlucky. I was actually picked two. These trash are really disappointing. They don't even have luck."

As he said, he touched his arms and took out a small jade box.

"Master, there is a member of my clan in Shanyue Palace. Can you exchange one? "

As he spoke, Yu Qi opened the jade box, and inside was a drop of pure blood, which immediately attracted the attention of the Iron Tail Demon Lord beside him.

"Yu Qi, your collection is great. It is a fifth-level blood essence with such a strong aura."

As he spoke, Tie Wei looked at the old man Qin Ming, "Master, can you give me this drop of blood?"

The old man Qin Ming nodded with his eyes narrowed.

Tie Wei laughed loudly, and with a sweep of his tail, he rolled up the jade box, "Yu Qi, I will give you the Lishui Palace under my command in exchange for your Shanyue Palace. "

At the same time, the same thing happened in the other four immortal pavilions.

Some forces caught by the lottery had hidden plans to seal the Lingzun, so they naturally could not be sacrificed in advance.

The solution is naturally to change a force for blood sacrifice.

As for the unfairness, why not let the forces that have not completed the blood storage task sacrifice themselves, that would be a misunderstanding of the Lingzun.

It is precisely because of the kindness of the Lingzun that there is a lottery, giving the forces that failed to complete the task a chance to survive.

Everyone can't help but praise the kindness of the Lingzun.

The Holy Ape Lingzun wiped the alchemy furnace and quietly watched the cultivators in the Five Square Pavilion exchange interests.

The purpose of the Forbidden Spirit Master is to exchange what they want through the cultivators who enter the core eighteen continents.

Therefore, they must have secretly arranged a back-up.

Now, when the lot is drawn, the forces that arranged the back-up are caught and sacrificed. If they want to prevent their back-up from being invalidated, they can only exchange it with benefits.

Of course, some people have arranged several back-ups. If one back-up is caught, there will be other forces left. However, the strength of the Forbidden Spirit Master is limited, and it is very difficult to arrange two back-ups.

These game rules have been formed little by little over the years. Everyone thinks it is fun and it has become a custom. Anyway, the Yuanying cultivators from the four directions of the immortal world come one after another.

…

When the interests in the various immortal pavilions were exchanged, the cloud platform became quiet again, and it happened that the pill furnace of the Holy Ape Spirit Master was also wiped.

"Haha, now that everything is ready, let's get started. I hope that all of you will get what you want this time."

As soon as the words fell, the Saint Ape Spiritual Venerable was surrounded by demonic spirits. His skinny and tall body was bulging with twisted muscles. The whole person quickly grew larger and grew sharp hair, turning into an extremely large half-demon ape.

"Open!"

The half-demon ape roared, clasped his hands in front of his chest and grabbed the mist in the sky.

"Fellow Taoists, the immortal fate is coming, when are you waiting!"

The roar was like thunder.

In an instant, the spirit masters in the five immortal pavilions burst out with their auras, broke free of the spiritual restrictions on their bodies, and pieces of three thousand calamity spirit leaves flew.

The spirit masters who had regained their spirit master level strength injected their magic power into their respective formation flags.

Five chess pieces flew up and gathered in the air to form a colorful formation, absorbing the magic power gathered from the five directions, just at the place where the half-demon ape tore open the foggy space.

More than thirty divine masters took action together, and the clouds and fog in the sky were torn apart, turning into a colorful light column that reached the sky.

At this moment, the entire Yueling Continent was trembling, and the inheritance tokens of the forces distributed in 108 directions lit up at the same time, each releasing a dazzling light, covering the monks belonging to their respective forces.

In an instant, in addition to the light column of the Mountain Ape Holy City, the Yueling Continent gave birth to 108 different colored light columns, which went straight into the sky and shook the world.

In a trance, the sky and the earth turned, and after being attracted, the tokens turned into mountains, discs, long rivers, flat boats, palaces, fairy palaces, etc., and gathered around the Mountain Ape Holy City with one Yuanying monk after another.

The spiritual masters of the Transformation Gods in the Holy City of the Mountain Ape were instantly attracted. The cloud platform hanging high and the 108 flying tokens formed a meteor shower, flying towards the north of the continent.

The Yuanying cultivators, carrying the tokens of their respective forces, crossed the Yueling Continent at an astonishing speed. Even those who had cultivated to the Yuanying realm were still shocked by the scene in front of them.

When the group crossed the Yueling and approached the void outside the North Continent, the ancient and long horn sounded from the deep void abyss.

A huge black and hazy ship like a star revealed a small half of its body that was shining with dim light from the dimness, but this small half of its body was pressed in the broken void.

"Look, the ferry!"

For a moment, the Yuanying cultivators in the field were all tense.

It is rumored that boarding the ferry can enter the core area and have the opportunity to advance to the Transformation God.

The state of transformation is the top of the world, like a fish leaping over the dragon gate. With a wider sky, you will no longer be oppressed by the spirit master.

…

At this moment, Shen Lian, who was tied in Fu Yunfei's hair, gathered all his breath and looked at the scene in front of him quietly.

The Yuanying cultivators from the four continents of the Xiuxian world gathered in Yueling Continent. After the killing, they passed the first level. Next, as long as they can successfully board the ferry, they can enter the coveted core land.

This scene is like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, and only a few can succeed.

But combined with what happened on the cloud platform before, it seems extremely absurd.

The spirit master of transformation decided the life and death of many Yuanying in a single thought, just like walking and crushing ants under his feet. It's simple and indifferent.

The movements of all the spirit masters are so skilled that it makes people feel distressed.

Shen Lian thought that these spirit masters were suffering from the confinement, and they were miserable people. Now it seems that they are miserable people, but they are not good people.

It really fits the saying that big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimps, and shrimps can only eat stinky mud.

Is the Spiritual Lord of Transformation a big fish?

No, no, the Spiritual Lord of Transformation is just a small fish, or even a small shrimp.

Why do I say that? Many of the Spiritual Lords of Transformation present were promoted after entering the core continent through the ferry.

I thought that after advancing to the Spiritual Lord, I could "no longer block my eyes with the sky", but in fact I was burdened with three thousand calamity spirit leaves.

Leaping over the Dragon Gate?

It doesn't exist.

ps: I will sort it out later, and there are only these 4,500 words today.