the first god

Chapter 285
The Moon God Pagoda is in the center of the square beside the Moon River in the Zun Palace. The Zun Palace will be open once a year on this day, and the worshiping moon can teach immortals to climb the tower freely. Immortals of other sects must be invited by the three major sects to enter.

Juxianju has set up betting booths in a conspicuous location of the square, which are divided into foundation building group and eight-rank group to accept bets, with sect as the unit, which sect's celestial being can reach the highest level in their respective groups and stay the longest For a long time to win, Sanxiu is not included in the betting unless he has a great reputation. Over the years, Sanxiu's final victory can only be described as a phoenix horn.

Chengzi and Xueyuan are most concerned about the odds, and they were disappointed when they looked at it. The odds of buying Lingyun Pai are only one and twenty times, that is to say, if you cast [-] fairy crystals, you can only earn five. Hundreds of fairy crystals.

It seems that the victory of the Lingyun faction and the Qixia faction last time directly caused everyone's confidence in the Lingyun faction to skyrocket.

While Xueyuan was melancholy, she still threw all the money down to buy her family to win.

"No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's still meat!" Xue Yuan bared her teeth.

"But it's really worth taking risks for such a little fairy crystal..." Cheng Zi hesitated.

"There's a perverted guy like Yunteng here, don't worry! He's going to pay for my wife's capital, and my mother won't make him a wife! Orange, hurry up and bet all the fairy crystals!" Xueyuan said viciously .

"Ah?" Although Chengzi has confidence in Ma Yunteng, but look at the thousands of immortals in this scene... "Who knows if there will be a master.

"Hurry up! If Yun Teng dares to lose, he has to accompany his old lady to be a pauper. Chengzi, you won't marry such a loser by then, right?!" Xue Yuan snorted.

All right? !Cheng Zi was speechless, but still obediently gritted his teeth and bet all the fairy crystals on his body.

After finishing the betting, Chengzi suddenly thought of a question, so he said to Xiao Shou: "Why is there no betting for the ninth-rank group? Could it be that the ninth-rank immortals don't participate in the tower climbing party?"

"My sect's Ninth Grade Immortal Lord can go up the pagoda at any time, and won't join us in the fun today." Xiao Shou and the others have always been more sincere and flattering towards Cheng Zi, Heng Er, Gan Ning and others than they are towards Heng Zhi.

The former can make alchemy and cook, while the latter has outstanding cultivation base and is enchanting and charming. The fellows of Su Baozhai and Xianlingzong envy the Lingyun sect for having such junior sisters.

The junior sisters in their family are poorer, most of them want to curry favor with the high-ranking immortals, and the better ones are so arrogant, wishing that all the men in the world would kneel on the ground begging for their favor, compared with these junior sisters, it is really impressive People depressed.

Yu Qing looked at the huge stone pagoda soaring into the sky, and couldn't help asking: "In previous years, the people who won the tower climbing party were all from the three major sects?"

Xiang Zhuanqian said implicitly: "Most are, most of them are from Qixia School...".

Just as he was talking, people from the Qixia faction arrived, and there were several familiar people among them, including the eighth-rank immortal who had his legs burned off by the puppy before. His legs have been replaced, but not yet. Tai Lisuo, sitting on a soft sedan chair and being carried by two disciples, he saw Cheng Zi in the crowd and the puppy in her hand from a distance, couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and ordered the sedan chair bearer to carry him immediately. to the place farthest from them.

Bu Ziliang, Liu Xinxin, Xu Lin, Chen Zhan, etc. also came, but Ma Zimo was not there. When these four people looked at the Lingyun faction, they all had complicated expressions. Standing among the group of Qixia sect disciples, it was obvious that the previous failure had dealt a heavy blow to them.

"In the past five years, Ma Zimo represented the Qixia faction and won the championship in the eighth-rank group..." Xiang Zhuanqian looked in the direction of the Qixia faction and said with emotion.

He felt a pity for Ma Zimo. He had known Xiao Shou and Ma Zimo for many years. Although they did not have a deep relationship, he had always admired Ma Zimo's cultivation and strength, but he never thought that he would openly do such a thing in order to win. thing.

The Luna Tower has witnessed the rise of countless geniuses, Ma Zimo is one of them, Ma Yunteng wonders if Ma Yunteng will be the next...

The members of the Lingyun faction also learned about Ma Zimo from Xiang Zhuanqian and Xiao Shou.

He had another arm cut off because he used a ghost weapon against the regulations during the competition with Ma Yunteng, which aroused the wrath of the Ma clan head, who thought he had insulted the reputation of the sect, and now he has been sent back to the Ma clan branch where he was originally to recuperate, and ordered Within 20 years, they are not allowed to return to the main altar of the Qixia School of Worshiping the Moon City.

It sounds like this is not a heavy punishment, but without the huge resources of the Qixia Sect and the Ma Clan as the backing, Ma Zimo's cultivation path will be extremely difficult.

In Baiyuejiao, while advocating strength, they also pay attention to the so-called "martial arts". Ma Zimo has done such things in open and fair competitions. The door family has been exiled, and it will be as difficult as climbing the sky to make a comeback.

Xiang Zhuanqian realized that the atmosphere had become dull because of his own words, so he changed the subject with a smile, without mentioning Ma Zimo's matter again: "Brother Xiao also won the championship for three consecutive years and stayed on the fourth floor for three hours!"

Xiao Shou chuckled twice and said, "What am I? More than ten years ago, that senior brother from Qixia Sect, Ma Zhen Nong Ma, not only went up to the fourth floor with an early stage eighth cultivation, but also stayed there for eight hours. That's great!"

When Ma Yunteng heard the words "Ma Zhennong", his brows trembled slightly. Chengzi looked at him sideways, and happened to see a trace of pain flashing in his eyes... She suddenly remembered that Ma Yunteng's father was Ma Shi" "Zhen" generation, so could this "Ma Zhennong" be his father?
Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Ma Yunteng nodded slightly.

Except for the nervous Xue Yuan, the rest of Yu Qing and the others also guessed the clue by coincidence, looked left and right one by one, making a fortune in silence.

Xueyuan raised her hand to avoid patting Ma Yunteng's arm, and said carelessly: "I have confidence in you, you have to stay on the fourth floor for at least ten hours! Of course, if you want to go to the fifth floor, I will not object."

Xiang Zhuanqian and Xiao Shou were speechless, thinking: Are you a little too confident in Ma Yunteng?That Ma Zhennong was the top genius of the Ma family back then, even today's Ma Zimo is far behind him.

Their masters have all sighed that if Ma Zhennong hadn't been killed accidentally, he might have become No. 1 in worshiping the moon to teach Ma's ascension within a hundred years.

After the sound of the gong for three rounds, the gate of the Moon God Tower slowly opened. The immortals at the beginning of the eighth rank entered the tower first, and then the immortals above the third rank. After they all entered the tower, it was the turn of the immortals above the first rank outside the venue to enter. With their cultivation base, they can only try to get close to the Moon God Tower at most, and it is impossible to really enter the tower.

Ma Yunteng looked at Chengzi with some anxiety. If he was not afraid of attracting too much attention, he almost wanted to take Chengzi to the tower.

Cheng Zi hurriedly said: "I have Doudou, I'll just sit here and wait for you, nothing will happen."

That's right, with the orange in Doudou's hand, even the eighth-rank Xianjun might not be able to embarrass her, not to mention that this is in the palace of worshiping the moon, under the eyes of everyone, the people of Xuantianzong would not dare to pick this one even if they wanted to do something when and where.

Ma Yunteng was a little relieved, rubbed her head and said: "Then don't run around, I may spend a long time on it, you just stay with people from Subaozhai and Xianlingzong, and don't pay attention to people from Qixia sect .”

"Hmm!" Cheng Zi nodded obediently.

Ma Yunteng tapped the tip of her nose and chuckled, turned around and overtook several companions with big strides, and headed towards the Moon God Tower.

Everyone in the tower will wear a small iron plate to identify their identity. A huge stone tablet is erected on the square of the Luna Tower. The tablet is divided into nine floors. Correspondingly, the iron chess piece will also move to the corresponding floor on the stone tablet according to which floor the fairy carrying the iron plate goes up to.

Many people gathered around the stele to watch, shouting and cheering for their own people.

Cheng Zi and the people from Subaozhai sat together, near the stone tablet, watching the iron chess piece engraved with his companion's name easily go up to the third floor, and then slowed down.

Ma Yunteng stayed on the third floor for about a quarter of an hour, then went up to the fourth floor, and after a while Xueyuan also went up.Those of Yu Qing, Heng Zhi, and Heng Er are all slowly ascending towards the fourth floor.

Cheng Zi was aroused by watching, when suddenly a feeling of extreme danger hit her, she almost instinctively shrank back into the crowd, completely restraining all her breath, the puppy in her arms sensed her fear, and rushed towards her with all her strength. Drill in your arms.

Is it the devil? !

Cheng Zi felt that his breathing was about to stop.

Among the third-rank and above immortals who entered the Moon God Pagoda in groups, a thin and inconspicuous middle-aged immortal turned around to look at Subaozhai... nothing special, just now Who found him? !
impossible!Unless the old immortal in Zun Palace came out in person, the middle-aged fairy smiled coldly, put aside the doubts that fleeting in his heart, and looked at the towering stone tower ahead, he would like to see the treasure of the Moon Worship Sect and his own. How does Xuantianzong's alchemy temple and underground palace compare?

That terrifying feeling seemed to have disappeared again, Cheng Zi carefully exhaled, could it be just her illusion just now?
How could that devil come to the palace of the Moon Worship Sect?
But it is not impossible, the devil has always been unscrupulous in his actions, especially he has already fused three kinds of sky fire. There will be no loss...

The more Chengzi thought about it, the more frightened she became, wishing she could turn around and leave immediately, but she was thinking about Ma Yunteng in her heart, and was afraid that leaving rashly would attract attention, so she gritted her teeth and resisted making any moves.

When she was in doubt, she suddenly heard the people around her standing up and saying respectfully: "I pay my respects to the late Immortal Lord."

Chengzi looked up, and found that Guwan Xianjun had walked in front of her at some time, looking at her with a smile, so she quickly got up and saluted: "I have seen Xianjun."

So Xianjun Wan said with a smile: "The Great Elder of our sect wants to invite the girl to meet him."

Cheng Zi was taken aback, and instinctively wanted to refuse: "My companions haven't come back yet...".

Before the master left, he had told him not to wander around, especially not to deal with people from the Qixia sect.

Therefore Wan Xianjun has never encountered someone who would refuse the summoning of the Great Elder face to face, and he was just waiting to persuade him again, when suddenly he saw Cheng Zi's expression change, and said: "Okay, okay, I'll go!"

Isn't this little girl changing her mind too quickly?Guwan Xianjun shook his head, turned around to say hello to the other disciples of Subaozhai, took the oranges and went to the depths of Zun Palace.

Cheng Zi took a deep breath, and she remembered what the old voice said in her ear just now: "Little girl of the Mo tribe, there is never anyone who I want to see, I never miss...".

She has been evasive for so many years, and it is the first time that someone who has nothing to do with her identity has seen through her identity. What "surprise" will be waiting for her next?
Inside the Moon God Tower, Ma Yunteng is walking slowly towards the stairs leading to the fifth floor with difficult steps.

Nearly ten late eighth-rank immortals appeared one after another on the floor of the fourth floor. Only Xueyuan, who was in the early stage of eighth stage, was in the Dzogchen realm. Everyone looked at Ma Yunteng, a young immortal in the middle of eighth rank, who still had the energy to go. Walking up and down, they all looked like hell.

But soon they restrained their minds, closed their eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, no longer looking at Ma Yunteng's movements. How about in the mood to see others?
There were also two who were eager to try to go up like Ma Yunteng, but they all declared failure. The only one who half-moved and half-climbed approached the stairs and climbed two steps, and finally rolled down the stairs with a muffled sound.

Ma Yunteng glanced back at Xue Yuan, making sure she was fine, then gritted his teeth and tried to go to the fifth floor.

Level [-], level [-], level [-]... There seems to be a thousand catties under your feet, and every time you lift your legs, it seems that you will exhaust all your strength. Huge pressure comes from all directions, and Ma Yunteng seems to hear the bones of his whole body squeezed by this huge force. Under the pressure, he continued to cry out in pain.

The air in the chest cavity was also squeezed out. Although his cultivation at the early stage of the eighth rank and his strong body close to the dharma body of the eighth rank immortal monarch, even if he couldn't breathe, it would not have any effect, but this kind of body was squeezed to the extreme. Feeling too uncomfortable.

Ma Yunteng also knows that with his own cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to climb to the eighth floor now, but for the fifth floor, he has to try anyway.He has little time and he has to outrun his enemies with Orange as quickly as possible.

Also, deal with the internal affairs of the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Realm as soon as possible, then break the void, and complete the task entrusted by the Flower God.

He still hasn't forgotten Flora's entrustment.

He promised Chengzi that he would bear everything for her, so he never thought of giving up or retreating.He can only keep moving forward.

Taking another step, he gradually forgot everything around him, and only knew to focus on raising his legs and stepping up.

Every minute and every second is an incomparably long torment.

Every drop of Ma Yunteng's sweat on the steps he walked on.The whole person seemed to have just been fished out of the water.Beads of sweat gathered on his face and dripped down the sideburns of his hair.

Heartbeat and sweat dripping became the only sounds in this empty world.

One level, one level, another level... The ladder under the feet finally came to an end.

Ma Yunteng tried his best to look up, and he had already stepped on the fifth floor of the stone tower.It looked no different from the fourth floor, except for a man in black sitting in the middle.

This person was the unidentified mysterious late-stage Dzogchen Immortal of the eighth rank they met twice on their way to the Xianyun Islands in the East China Sea to participate in the martial arts competition.

(End of this chapter)