Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

Five days later, when Ye Ming was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the Jinyuan Pavilion, suddenly a red flame flew in from outside the building and landed in his hand in a flash.

Amid the raging red flames, Shangguan Sisi's calm voice was heard.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, the teleportation array is ready, come over and set off."

Ye Ming's face lit up with joy, a golden light flashed on his body, and he left the attic.

Shangguan Siyu was already waiting outside.

Seeing Ye Ming coming out, the woman waved her hand without saying a word, sweeping out a red cloud, rolling up Ye Ming, and then soaring into the sky.

Not long after, the two arrived at a heavily guarded secret hall in the underground world.

In the center of the hall, a giant magic circle emitting five-colored light was set up there.

In the magic circle, a dozen black-armored guards were busy, quickly placing pieces of top-grade spirit stones into the densely packed grooves.

At the same time, in the hall outside the magic circle, there were twenty or thirty men and women with different auras standing there.

The most powerful of these people had the cultivation of Mahayana stage, but there were only three or four of them. One of them was the red-haired old man who appeared at the auction, Ming Zun! At this moment, he was talking to an old man with sparse hair and who looked so old that his teeth were about to fall out. The other two Mahayana old monsters stood aside and did not speak, looking unusually cold.

The remaining twenty or so people were all at the fusion stage, standing with their hands down at a distance from the four Mahayana cultivators.

When Ye Ming and Shangguan Siyu came in, everyone's eyes looked over at once, and then passed over Shangguan Siyu and focused on Ye Ming.

They had known the former for a long time, but it was the first time that Ye Ming saw him. However, when he saw that he was only at the Nascent Soul Stage, he no longer cared.

But Ming Zun's eyes flashed, and after saying something to the old man with sparse hair, he waved to Ye Ming.

Ye Ming's heart trembled and he walked over carefully.

"I am Ye Ming, a junior, and I am here to greet the two seniors!" He bowed respectfully to the two Mahayana monks.

"Are you the human holding Brother Jiang's identity token?" Ming Zun asked calmly.

"Yes, Senior Ming." Ye Ming answered honestly. After Qing Yuanzi advanced to the Mahayana stage, he used the surname Jiang when he was out.

"I haven't seen him for thousands of years. Isn't he avoiding the great calamity? Has he already survived it?"

"Replying to you, senior, my master is doing well now. He is making relevant preparations in a secret place. He is very confident that he can survive the next great calamity." Ye Ming was pretending to be someone else and actually said directly that Qing Yuanzi was his master.

Although he did not become his disciple, Yuan Yao did. Yuan Yao is also his wife, and his wife calls Qing Yuanzi Master, so Ye Ming can also call him that to some extent, so it is not considered a lie.

"Oh? Brother Jiang is not willing to accept outsiders easily, but I didn't expect that he would accept you as his disciple!" Ming Zun was surprised, and then a strange red light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Ming felt a chill all over his body, as if he was standing naked in front of the person in front of him, being seen completely by the other person.

After a moment, the strange light in Ming Zun's eyes disappeared, and he smiled and said, "Haha, my friend, you have a good foundation. Whether it is magic power or physical body, you are both top-notch. No wonder Brother Jiang accepted you as his disciple. I believe that in time, your achievements will be limitless, and it is very likely that you will receive Brother Jiang's true teachings."

"Senior Ming, thank you for your praise. It is my great honor to have my cultivation level worthy of your attention. However, I will not be complacent and will work harder." Ye Ming was a little flattered.

It seems that the relationship between Ming Zun and Qing Yuanzi is much better than imagined!

"Brother Ming, are you talking about old man Jiang Yuan?" At this time, the extremely old man suddenly asked.

"If not him, then who else!"

"That old guy doesn't have much ability, but he has very high standards. To be favored by him, you must have some connections. Boy, let me ask you, where is old man Jiang Yuan now?" The old man with sparse hair asked bluntly.

This old monster has a grudge against Qing Yuanzi? Ye Ming's heart trembled, but he still did not dare to neglect and said: "Please forgive me, Senior. The master only told me that he wanted to go to a cave to practice in seclusion. I don't know where it is."

"Really? Hehe, this old guy's magical powers are quite special. Next time I see him, I must learn from him." The old man obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't make things difficult for Ye Ming any further.

"Okay, little friend Ye, wait aside." Ming Zun waved his hand and helped Ye Ming out of the predicament. "Yes, senior!" Ye Ming took a few steps back and walked to the side of the group of combined cultivators. He breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure from these two people was too great. Although he was not weak, he had no power to resist them.

Then he quietly observed the combined cultivators around him. He didn't know which forces these people came from. There were no teleportation spots at this auction, but there were so many people who wanted to be teleported. It seemed that they were all important people.

After waiting for a while, a clear sound was heard from the hall.

The spirit stones of the giant magic circle have been installed, and the magic circle itself suddenly glowed, with countless five-colored runes emerging everywhere.

"The magic circle has been loaded with spirit stones, and you fellow Taoists may enter." Ming Zun glanced at them and said to the three Mahayana cultivators.

"Take care, Brother Ming. I'll take my leave now." The old man with sparse hair bowed to Ming Zun and walked towards the giant magic circle.

The two Mahayana monks from other races beside him also walked over with a salute.

"You guys go in too!" Ming Zun turned his gaze to Ye Ming and others.

No one dared to delay, and in a blink of an eye, more than 20 people entered the giant magic circle.

Soon, as the surrounding soldiers cast spells, the giant magic circle shone brightly, and the figures of Ye Ming and others disappeared blurrily.

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The Thirteen Clans of Tianyun is a collective term for thirteen clans, including the Eternal Clan, the Stone Cocoon Clan, the Crystal Clan, the Water Charm Clan, the Green Clan and the Yin Demon Clan.

These thirteen races have been living together for tens of thousands of years, and no matter what actions they take, the thirteen races advance and retreat together.

If we ignore the different bloodlines, the thirteen clans of Tianyun can almost be regarded as the same clan.

Although each of these thirteen tribes was not very powerful and could not be compared with the Jiaochi tribe, a large tribe in the spiritual world, when the thirteen tribes joined forces, they were not too far behind the Jiaochi tribe in strength and were able to fight.

This is also the reason why Tianyun can still protect itself even though it lives next to a super clan like the Jiaochi clan.

In fact, a war between the Jiaochi tribe and the Tianyun tribe would break out almost every once in a while.

Either the Jiaochi tribe occupied some of Tianyun's territory, or the thirteen tribes of Tianyun joined forces to regain their lost territory.

Of course, in most cases, the Jiaochi tribe, which is stronger, has some advantages.

However, as the various tribes in Tianyun learned from each other's strengths and weaknesses, they did not suffer too much loss.

Sifang City is a medium-sized city on the border of the Thirteen Tribes of Tianyun. It borders the Jiaochi Tribe and is also the most frontier city for defense against the Jiaochi Tribe.

There are three elders of the Tianyun clan in the fusion stage guarding the city all year round, and there are countless cultivators at the refining and god-transforming level below them.

On this day, almost all the high-level monks in the city gathered above the city wall, ready for battle, looking up into the sky with solemn expressions.

I saw a layer of light blue light curtain thousands of feet in the sky, covering the entire city. And outside the light curtain, three or four thousand feet in the sky, countless white light balls as big as heads were hitting down like a rainstorm.

The light curtain exploded with dazzling light and loud rumbling noises, causing the shield to shake violently. However, the shield was extremely tough and even though it looked shaky, it held on for a long time without falling.

The source of these white light balls were actually some giant "islands" floating high in the sky.

Each of these "islands" was shining silver, as if they were made of pure silver. The largest one was nearly ten thousand feet in size.

Others were slightly smaller, ranging from a few hundred feet to a few thousand feet. But no matter what size "island", there were densely packed silver armored soldiers and a large number of two-headed giant eagles hovering nearby.

These are the warships, warriors, and spiritual pets of the Jiaochi tribe.

And just now, the Jiaochi tribe launched an attack on Sifang City.

(End of this chapter)