The only way

Chapter 546 The Beginning

Aged An Island.

Wenguo come.

The huge hall was crowded with monks at the moment, with different dresses and cultivation levels, each occupying a corner of the store, neither talking loudly nor making other movements.

Everyone just sat so quietly, their gazes seemed to be looking at the gate where the guest came.

Suian Island is the place where the fishing event will be held this time. Wen Kelai is the place where all the participating sects and families settled in the first half of the competition.

All the sects and families participating in the battle of hundreds of ships need to stay in Wenkelai according to their respective invitations before today's Zishi.

If it exceeds sub-hours, it will be eliminated automatically.

That is to say, the first half of the fishing event, the battle of hundreds of boats, had already started from the day the invitation was delivered.

With so many monks staying here, they are naturally not idle, but waiting, waiting for a result.

While waiting for the results, you can also take a look at the strength of other participants.

Now, it was Shen time, and it was less than three hours before midnight.

The sky outside Wen Kelai had already begun to darken, the twilight was sinking, and the shadow cast by the open door was a bit heavy. All the monks waiting in the hall, even if their eyes did not fall on the door, their spiritual consciousness did not relax in the slightest.

Suddenly, several shallow or deep shadows slowly projected onto the door where the guest came, and all the monks in the hall were refreshed.

Hear his voice before seeing him.

"Master, what's going on with An Island this year? Isn't it under the jurisdiction of the Fan family? How come someone dares to stop you halfway in the clear sky and daylight." The girl's delicate and pretty voice was full of annoyance and full of complaints.

"Junior Sister Chen, it's not a bright day anymore." Immediately afterwards, a crisp voice sounded slowly, seriously refuting the girl's complaints.

"Okay, please be quiet outside."

Both voices were suppressed by the last voice. The speaker seemed to be a little old. Although he was trying to keep the two of them quiet, his tone was very gentle.

Following this conversation, the owner of those shadows finally appeared at the gate where Wen Ke came.

There were six people who came, all of them were women.

The leader is a Taoist-looking woman in a light blue Taoist robe, about [-] years old, with gentle eyebrows and a peaceful expression, with a snow-white dust whisk in her hand, floating gently with the breeze.

On the left and right side, stood a woman also wearing a blue Taoist robe, and a woman in green clothes.

Behind the three of them, each followed a little Taoist nun, and one of the little Taoist nuns had a slight annoyance on her white and tender face, and her delicate eyebrows made people think of the owner of the delicate voice just now at a glance.

The monks in the hall only glanced at the three little nuns behind, and then all fell on the three in front.

The person who came did not hide his breath, and the monks in the hall did not hide their movements.

Three Golden Core monks, one late Golden Core, one middle Golden Core, and one early Golden Core.

There are three foundation-establishment monks, one in the late foundation-establishment period and two in the early-stage foundation-establishment period.

The monks in the hall had a thorough understanding of the future man's cultivation in an instant, and then most of their eyes were turned away.

This kind of cultivation is definitely not strong in a hundred battles, and it can even be said to be very weak.

It's not worth their attention.

Lingchu, who was dressed in a green dress and a long skirt, followed behind Wuwangzhai's great elder Jingxin Daoist, that is, the headed Taoist nun. His eyes turned around in the hall, and he caught the undisguised contempt and embarrassment in the eyes of many monks. hostility.

He bent his eyes slightly, but didn't care much in his heart.

At the beginning of the year, Lingchu made a deal with Master Jingshui, the head of Wuwangzhai, in exchange for being the elder of Wuwangzhai's guest minister, in exchange for a chance to enter the Wuwangzhai Patriarch Hall.

That time when he entered Wuwangzhai Patriarch Hall, Lingchu did get what he wanted.

Including the agreement of the year and the method of returning to the Eastern Continent.

For the next few years, Lingchu stayed in Wuwangzhai, while waiting to fulfill his final promise to participate in the fishing event for Wuwangzhai, while searching for news about the sea of ​​thunderstorms that senior Ziling said back then. .

Today, several years later, the fishing event has finally officially started. Wuwangzhai and Lingchu, there are only five Golden Core cultivators in total, and it is impossible for them to come out in full force for the fishing event.

As the head of Wuwangzhai, Master Jingshui couldn't leave Wuwangzhai easily. In the end, the elder of Wuwangzhai, Daoist Jingxin led the team, and the third elder Jingyan Zhenren, and the three elders of Lingchu, each He brought a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Realm to the fishing event.

Master Jingshui doesn't have any big requirements, and the goal is also very simple, which is to enter one of the hundreds of schools.

Even if you don't ask for a ranking, the [-]th place is fine.

For a small sect like Wuwangzhai, as long as it enters the quota of these hundred schools, there will be a lot of benefits.

The sects and families that can participate in the fishing event must have Jindan real people. In the hall, the most people are Jindan real people. The breath of countless Jindan powerhouses interweaves and gathers in the hall, and they are not polite. Watching Wuwangzhai and others who came in press down.

Even if they don't feel that the small sect in front of them poses any great threat, as long as they participate in the battle of hundreds of ships, they are all enemies, regardless of whether they are powerful or not.

As long as it is an enemy, it doesn't matter if they come to dismount, or directly force out the opponent's means, all the monks tacitly put pressure on the Wuwangzhai people.

Some monks, even hidden in it, did not attack the few people in the Golden Core realm, but attacked the Foundation Establishment disciples behind the Lingchu three.

The leader Jingxin Daoist's peaceful face flashed a slight strange color, and he rolled the dust lightly in his hand, and a breeze rose from the ground, swirling the scrolls around the few people in Wuwangzhai.

Quietly, he resisted all the mixed spiritual power from all directions.

The two collided in mid-air, and then turned into nothingness.

There was only a gust of wind, and the sleeves and skirts of everyone in Wuwangzhai were slightly raised, indicating an invisible confrontation that had just happened.

Zhenren Jingyan is a woman with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, with a slender frame, fair skin, and a crystal cinnabar dotted between her eyebrows. When the breeze blows, her sleeves are fluttering, but her slightly drooping eyes have never changed. Porcelain statue.

But when the spiritual consciousness attacked several Foundation Establishment disciples, this real Jingyan slowly raised his eyes.

A powerful divine sense rushed out, smashing all the surrounding divine senses, and at the same time, a cold snort rang out in everyone's ears.

All the monks in the hall changed their expressions.

Even Lingchu glanced sideways at Master Jingyan in surprise.

The Third Elder of Wuwangzhai talked very little along the way, and he didn't make many moves. He didn't expect that his spiritual consciousness was so powerful.

(End of this chapter)