Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

The appearance of Miaoyin Sect pushed the scene to a small climax. Even the more aloof contestants from Yunxiao Sect and Daluo Sword Sect who participated in the Star Domain War came to chat with the Miaoyin Sect disciples when they landed on the light platform. Some people who came to Star Domain City specifically to watch the battle and see the world had their eyes wide open.

His eyes stayed on Wen Mengyao and couldn't move away.

Just when everyone's attention was attracted to the Miaoyin Sect.

A refreshing scent of flowers that seemed to be able to cleanse the soul wafted from somewhere, invigorating the mind.

A strong man felt something and looked into the distance.

After a moment, everyone looked up and saw a bright light shining from afar. Then, fragrant, colorful petals fell from the sky. These petals did not fall to the ground from the sky, but formed a huge flower bridge in the light.

The flower bridge extends from the distant sky, spanning the sky and reaching the light platform. Above the flower bridge, there is a breath of life. These petals actually grow independently, from seedlings to buds, and quickly bloom.

At the end of the flower bridge, in the mist, a magnificent building made entirely of flowers and vines appears. Around the building, gauze-like clouds turn into ribbons and dance around.

The door of the building opened, and a group of female nuns of all colors, dressed in plain palace skirts, with graceful figures, cool temperaments like moonlight fairies, and charming queens like demons, walked out slowly, like blooming flowers.

They either held a jade ruyi, or embraced a white jade bottle, or held a lotus bud that was about to bloom. They walked slowly on the invisible steps on the flower bridge without touching the ground. With every step they took, a colorful flower grew under their feet and then disappeared.

Their expressions are calm and their eyes are clear, as if they are not stained by dust.

In the center of the team, a figure shrouded in the hazy moonlight, whose specific face could not be seen clearly, but who only seemed extremely graceful, slowly descended on a float pulled by nine snow-white spiritual birds, surrounded by several old women in palace costumes with unfathomable auras.

Wherever I passed, the air seemed to become fresher and more lively.

"It's the Baihua Pavilion that's here."

"It's so beautiful. It's not inferior to the Miaoyin Sect, even?"

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The Star Domain Conference, in addition to being a grand event for dividing up profits, is also a "stage" for demonstrating the power of various families. Therefore, each family's appearance must be as grand and magnificent as possible, and the pomp and circumstance must not be small, lest they be looked down upon by the people of the world.

When the Baihua Pavilion team approached, someone exclaimed.

"It's Xu Nianzhen, Fairy Nianzhen. The rumors are true. She also participated in this interstellar war."

Someone recognized the female disciple with a cool temperament like a moonlight fairy. This person was Xu Nianzhen, who was ranked ninth on the last Hidden Dragon Ranking.

On the light platform, Yibai looked at the Hundred Flowers Pavilion and saw that it was suppressing the Miaoyin Sect again. A helpless smile appeared on her beautiful face. She immediately led a group of disciples to greet them and said, "Senior Sister, you are so willing to let Nianzhen become the suppressor."

The hazy figure shrouded in moonlight, whose face could not be seen clearly, was Shui Linglong, the leader of Baihua Pavilion. She floated up from the float, flew in front of Xu Yibai, and said with a smile: "Same here, didn't Senior Sister also make Mengyao a suppressor?"

Shui Linglong glanced at Wen Mengyao who was behind Xiu Yibai.

The senior sister that Shui Linglong mentioned was naturally not Xiu Yibai, but the great elder of Miaoyin Sect who had not yet appeared.

"Fellow Taoist Linglong."

"Fairy Linglong."

People from the Yunxiao Sect, Daluo Sword Sect, and the Chiyuan Clan also came forward to greet them and said some nice and polite words.

Shui Linglong naturally responded with a smile, her eyes swept over everyone one by one, but when her eyes swept over Chen Mo, her dark and deep pupils subconsciously turned into amber-gold pupils again. However, this time no one reminded her, so she hid them. After smiling at Chen Mo, she transmitted a message to Xu Nianzhen: "He is Chen Mo."

Then, Xu Nianzhen's eyes also looked towards Chen Mo.

"It's strange. Why do I feel that Fairy Linglong is particularly interested in you?" Huang Lingling suddenly whispered.

"How should I know?"

The other person's gaze made Chen Mo feel a little unnatural, especially that of Xu Nianzhen. When their eyes met, she didn't avoid it, and her expression didn't change. She just stared at him.

Huang Yi's expression looked a little strange, but this strangeness did not come from the way Shui Linglong looked at Chen Mo.

"Amitabha."

At this time, a soft but extremely firm golden Buddha light suddenly lit up in the western sky, as if it could dispel all the haze, like the rising sun, instantly illuminating half the sky.

Waves of grand, solemn, soul-cleansing Sanskrit chanting came from far away, like a trickle at first, and then merged into a vast ocean of Buddhist music in an instant.

The voice was not harsh, but it carried an unquestionable majesty that went straight into people's hearts, calming the restless and making those with evil thoughts panic.

In the Buddha's light, one could vaguely see huge golden lotus shadows blooming layer by layer. At the center of the lotus, a huge pagoda, dark gold in color, with a simple and heavy shape and exuding an aura of ancient vicissitudes, broke through the clouds and slowly descended.

On the tower, countless Buddhist mantras and runes are constantly flowing, and there are faint shadows of dragons and giant elephants wandering and roaring around the tower, exuding a majestic sense of power that can suppress the universe and pull up mountains and rivers.

On the lotus platform at the bottom of the pagoda, dozens of monks wearing bright yellow robes and scars on their heads sat cross-legged with their hands clasped together, lowering their eyebrows and eyes, chanting scriptures. They were surrounded by a faint golden Buddha light, and their auras were connected as one, as solid as a rock and as stable as Mount Xumi. The old monks in the lead had white eyebrows and drooping shoulders, and their appearance was solemn. When they opened their eyes, there seemed to be a flash of the angry eyes of a diamond in their eyes, and then they returned to compassion and peace.

The entire team exudes an absolute sense of presence: "I remain unmoved, no matter which direction the wind blows from."

"We have arrived at the sea of ​​suffering."

This solemn scene made many monks in the east of the city couldn't help but bow. It was as if the mute button was pressed between heaven and earth. All the noise and clamor disappeared and everything became quiet.

"The momentum of Kuhai this time seems a bit grand." Feng Nian said in a low voice with a serious look on his face.

"You bunch of bald asses, didn't you claim to be indifferent to fame and gain? Why are you trying to suppress the world? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

Before the people in the sea of ​​suffering landed on the light platform, the Buddha's light that had just illuminated half the sky suddenly dimmed. It was not like dark clouds covering the sun, but it seemed as if it was shrouded by a huge shadow.

A huge beast shadow that seemed to cover the entire sky appeared above the Star Domain City, casting a cold, heart-pounding dark red light. The temperature dropped sharply, and a faint, rusty, bloody smell filled the air.

"The Tianpeng clan is here, and this voice belongs to the ancestor of Tianpeng." Feng Nian said.

"The Tianpeng tribe is so domineering when they show up. I wonder if Kuhai will be angry?"

Everyone looked towards the pagoda, hoping to watch a good show before the star domain war began.

Kuhai, who was called a bald donkey by Tianpeng Patriarch, was not angry. Among the leading monks, the one with a face that showed pity for the world said: "Amitabha, countless donors will surely die in this star field war. I, Kuhai's disciple, only want to save the dead souls and let the dead enter reincarnation as soon as possible. Senior, you have misled me too much."

“Hmph, you let the fourth on the Heavenly Ranking become the one who suppresses the enemy, just to save the souls of the dead. You bunch of bald donkeys are kidding me.” The ancestor Tianpeng snorted coldly, obviously not believing it.

"Fourth on the Heavenly Ranking? What, Far is here too?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and Fari also came.

As a result, three of the ten people on the previous Heavenly Ranking have now appeared.

"Oh my god, what happened in this star field war? With this kind of situation, do the disciples of other forces still have a chance?" someone exclaimed.

"Something's wrong. It's very wrong." Huang Yi whispered.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Chen Mo had already noticed that something was wrong with the teacher's expression. Huang Yi started to transmit the message.

It turned out that if Huang Yi found out at the beginning that Yunxiao Sect let the seventh on the Heavenly Ranking be the Suppressor, it was because she felt that Yunxiao Sect had no bottom line for the sake of profit and was thus damaging the potential of its disciples.

Now, she doesn't think so.

If a sect is so stupid, it is impossible that Miaoyin Sect, Baihua Pavilion and Kuhai are also so stupid.

Can't these forces see that these disciples on the Heaven Ranking and Earth Ranking have infinite potential and are worth cultivating?

But why should they be allowed to be the oppressors?

There is something very strange about this matter.

While listening to the teacher's voice, Chen Mo looked into the distance at the pagoda.

He didn't know that at the lotus pedestal at the bottom of the pagoda, there was a young monk holding a hot relic in his hand, his eyes scanning the people below.

I was shocked and thought: "Are there really psychic remnants?"

Unfortunately, there were too many people here, and the relic, apart from being hot, could not accurately identify who it belonged to. This made the young monk unable to guess who the remnant of the psychic was.

Afterwards, the Immortal Sect, the Wanfa Sect, various ancient clans, and demon tribes also appeared one after another.

The invaders from these major forces who came to participate in the competition were almost all members of the previous Hidden Dragon List.

The entire light platform was almost full of people, tens of thousands of them, and the extra people were standing in the air, which showed how fierce this star domain war was.

Just as it was almost time for real night and the star curtain was about to appear.

An indissoluble breath of life, like a tangible warm current, instantly swept across the entire Star Domain City.

There were powerful people present, and they already knew that the Immortal Pavilion had arrived.

The grass and trees outside the east gate of the city, whether they were withered or flourishing, were now frantically sprouting new buds, blooming flowers, and swaying as if to welcome the king. Countless emerald green points of life visible to the naked eye were converging from all directions.

The sky was dyed into a magnificent rainbow of seven colors, and in the glow of the clouds, there was an air of immortality.

In the center of Danxia, ​​the shadow of an enormous ancient sacred tree with branches twisted like a dragon and leaves sparkling like emerald slowly emerged.

Under the shadow of the sacred tree, a jade flying boat shaped like a giant green leaf broke through the rosy glow and came leisurely, with real vines entwined around it, exuding a majestic breath of life.

But these real vines give people the feeling that they have been growing for tens of thousands of years, ancient and immortal.

On the flying boat, all kinds of "strange" monks with odd costumes stood solemnly.

There is a monk whose half body is a tree and the other half is a human.

There are monks with human heads and horse bodies.

There are also monsters that follow the traditional monster cultivation system.

"White Jade Tiger Clan."

Chen Mo looked up, his eyes slightly fixed, and saw Bai Po, the biggest enemy in the ancient ruins.

Bai Po, obviously, also discovered him. His face darkened. Then he looked at the golden figure standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. A hint of conspiracy flashed in his beastly eyes. He walked forward and whispered to this person.

All of a sudden, a powerful aura of oppression emanated from the golden figure standing with his hands behind his back, causing the other proud sons of the Immortal Pavilion on the flying boat to not dare to approach.

Then his eyes lowered and swept over Chen Mo expressionlessly, and suddenly paused.

"His spiritual power has reached the third level, and his soul has actually entered the Divine Mansion realm." There was a fluctuation in his eyes, but he was not particularly concerned. Then he locked onto Chen Mo with a cold murderous intent.

"He is Dugu Xin's uncle, Dugu Wu, who was ranked third on the last Hidden Dragon Ranking and Heavenly Ranking." Feng Nian said to Chen Mo at this time.

"Dugu Xin's uncle? Ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking." Chen Mo glanced at Dugu Wu's brows, frowned, and a solemn look flashed across his face.

It’s just because the opponent’s strength is higher than Liu Yuebai, at 2690089.

"Don't mess around." An elder on the flying boat reminded Bai Po and Dugu Wu.

After all, Chen Mo now has a background, and if he takes action in Star Domain City, it will cause a lot of trouble.

Dugu Wu and Bai Po both nodded. They were not fools.

Bai Po looked at Chen Mo from a distance and threatened directly: "The Star Domain War will be your burial place."

"You are a defeated general, yet you dare to bark here." Chen Mo responded bluntly. He had offended him anyway, so he was not afraid of the ridicule.

Bai Po's face was gloomy.

The contestants on the light stage were watching the fun, obviously hoping that Bai Po would take action.

But their idea was undoubtedly in vain.

The Daxuan Dynasty is here.

The first thing everyone heard was the rumbling sound of war drums.

From the distant sky, there came a low, heavy, and uniform sound of footsteps shaking the spiritual energy, like the pulse of the earth.

The sound was faint at first, but it grew louder and louder, as if the whole world was shaking. There was no noise, only a suffocating solemnity.

The first thing that caught my eye was a moving, boundless black floating "wall". It was composed of tens of thousands of soldiers wearing specially made "black iron heavy armor".

The armor was completely black and polished like a mirror, but it did not reflect light at all. Instead, it seemed to absorb light and spiritual energy. Ancient runes were engraved on the surface of the armor, emitting an invisible suppressive force against the spiritual power of the monks.

Even when the soldiers were walking in the air, their steps were absolutely unified. Every time they landed, it was like a giant hammer hitting the ground, shaking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They held heavy halberds that were eight feet long, and the blades of the halberds flashed with cold light, and were also engraved with runes. Above the entire army formation, there was a dark red evil spirit that was visible to the naked eye and shot straight up into the sky like a wolf smoke. This evil spirit was not spiritual energy, but was condensed from the iron will and the murderous aura of the battlefield. It had a strong interference and suppression effect on the operation of the cultivators' souls and spiritual power.

In the center of the army formation, a ten-foot-tall, fluttering giant black dragon-patterned banner was slowly moved forward, being pulled by several monsters wearing heavy armor with runes, shaped like earth dragons, and spewing sulfur from their mouths and noses.

On the giant banner, the dragon pattern seemed to be swimming like a living thing, emitting a majestic and vast imperial dragon energy, and dyeing the evil spirit in the sky with a layer of noble dark gold.

Under the huge banner, on a gigantic bronze chariot with nine dragon-like golden rays entwined around it, sat the emperor who was commanding the army.

He was not wearing armor, only a majestic dragon robe, his face was as cold as iron, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and the air froze wherever he looked. He had no weapons in his hands, but his whole body had a majesty that made people submit and dare not disobey.

"It's Daxuan's Black Armor Army!" someone exclaimed. (End of this chapter)