After the myth

Chapter 457: Thousand-Story Monk
Ding Huan habitually scanned the outside with his mind. He was very confused that Ji Changsi was actually standing at his door.

"Master Ji?" Ding Huan quickly opened the door.

Ji Changsi's face was full of smiles: "Sixth Brother, wasn't I worried that you would miss the Dou Fu competition? I was going to come and call you. Since you just happened to come out, let's go together."

"Thank you very much, Sect Master Ji." Ding Huan also roughly guessed that Ji Changsi was probably worried that he would not give his full strength.

What a joke, the Soul Devouring Ring is very important to him. As long as he gets this ring, he may have a chance to return to Earth, or even go to Changyi Continent for revenge.

Under the personal guidance of the sect leader, Ding Huan first came to the Dou Fu competition area.

Sure enough, after all five major competition areas came out, a fan shape was formed.

Ji Changsi watched Ding Huan enter the competition venue and then heaved a sigh of relief.

The number plate Ding Huan drew this time was not so friendly, it was 21850, and he was on the th stage.

With a number of over 20,000, it was obvious that it would not be his turn in the first two days.

After getting his number tag, Ding Huan returned to the fighting arena again. His third round of fighting competition was about to begin.

After just waiting for half an hour, Ding Huan's fighting number plate started flashing.

The score shown on the duel number plate is twenty, and the opponent in this duel is number 1209.

"Please come in, fellow Taoist." Ding Huan, who landed on the stage, finally met a polite guy.

This was a bearded young man. He did not take action when Ding Huan came up. Instead, he clasped his fists and said "please".

Ding Huan has no time for nonsense. He is now competing in three competitions back-to-back, and the less time he spends on the stage, the better.

The starry sky domain stretched out, and this time Ding Huan sacrificed a low-grade immortal weapon long sword.

Last time he used a long sword, this time he just took out a long knife and was too lazy to change.

Since he had taken out the long sword, Ding Huan simply chopped it off with one blow.

This cultivator obviously did not take Ding Huan seriously. He did not even take out his magic weapon. He just punched Ding Huan's sword, and then the Xuanxian realm swept out wildly.

In his eyes, cultivators like Ding Huan had no ability to fight back under his domain.

What he excels at is crushing opponents of the same level in his field, and he almost never fails.

The long sword that was chopped out would also be locked under his domain.

Bang!
The bearded young man looked at the domain he had swept out in horror. He couldn't even shake the opponent's domain. His immortal energy and Taoist charm quickly dissipated, let alone crushing him.

A breath of death penetrated into his heart and soul, his hands and feet became cold, and he became arrogant.

Under the lock of Ding Huan's powerful domain, he even closed his eyes.

However, he only felt a little cold between his eyebrows, so he quickly opened his eyes, and then saw that Ding Huan's long sword stopped at the center of his eyebrows and did not chop down.

"Should I give you another chance?" Ding Huan looked at the other person with a smile.

The bearded young man quickly shook his head: "I am no match for you. I lose."

Although he was a little careless just now, even if he was not careless, he would definitely not be Ding Huan's opponent under such a powerful domain.

He was sure that Ding Huan was stronger than Zuo Liang, one of the two heroes of Jiukun Immortal Sect. If he said this, everyone would think he was crazy.

He was just glad that he was polite just now, otherwise, the other party might have killed him.

The news of No. 3211's victory came from the stage. Ding Huan stepped off the stage but did not leave.

Both the second round of the formation and the first round of the talisman practice still had some time left, and he was too lazy to run around.

Now that he can refine fourth-level immortal talismans, he should be able to gain some points.

……

“This should be the place.” Outside the thirty-three ruins, a monk wearing a huge rosary on his chest stopped here.

He searched for five days before finally arriving here.

That trace of the aura of the Great Dao was so vague that if he had arrived a few hours later, it might have disappeared and he would never have been able to feel it again.

The monk seemed to have been there before. After reaching the 33rd path, he went straight to the Miscellaneous Services Peak.

When he reached the Servant Peak, he closed his eyes and sniffed wildly.

After a while, he grabbed a handful of soil and licked it, then frowned.

After thinking for a while, he took out a Zen stick and hit it hard.

The Taoist veins here were drained away by Ding Huan, and the natural restrictions also lost their spirituality. The monk only attacked twice before he suddenly saw the light.

The monk jumped into the pit excitedly, grabbed a handful of soil and sniffed it carefully.

"It really is beyond the rules of this world. Good stuff, good stuff..."

The monk muttered to himself, constantly grabbing handfuls of dirt, licking and smelling them, looking like a madman.

It took a full stick of incense time for him to calm down.

The things were taken away by someone, who had been gone for a few days at most. It should still be in time for him to chase after them now.

The monk carefully observed the periphery of the Miscellaneous Service Peak for a long time. If there was hair, he would even pull it off. During this half day, he did not find any spatial fluctuations where flying magic weapons flew over.

With his level of cultivation and sensitivity to the laws of space, he would be able to detect any traces of flying magic weapons passing by here, not to mention the past five days, even in the past ten days.

Not to mention the traces of flying magic weapons passing by, he could also feel the fluctuations of space if someone walked by here.

The monk rushed to the outside of the Thirty-Three Paths again and searched the surrounding space carefully again, but there was still no space fluctuation caused by any flying magic weapon.

That's not right. If you leave here, whether you walk or use a flying magic weapon, you will definitely leave behind space fluctuations.

Even if you use a teleportation talisman, there will still be teleportation fluctuations, which will not disappear after a few days.

Could it be that the other party's magic weapon also transcended the rules of this world? Only magic weapons that transcended the rules of this world would not leave traces in this low-rule space.

The monk thought about it and felt that this was right, and his face even turned red.

There must be a magic weapon that transcends the rules of this space, otherwise, how could the treasures containing the aura of the supreme avenue within the thirty-three paths be taken away?
If the other party really escaped on this kind of flying magic weapon, he could only watch helplessly, because he would definitely not be able to catch him.

But the monk thought that the cultivation level of the cultivators who could reach these thirty-three paths would definitely not be very high.

Since his cultivation level is not very high, he would not dare to control this top-level flying magic weapon all the time to travel, because there is a possibility of being discovered.

Then there is only one choice, which is to leave by teleportation array.

We need to take a teleportation array to leave, the nearest one is to Baizhu Immortal City...

White Bamboo Fairy City?

Is there a big competition for the ranking of immortal sects these days? Will the other party go directly to Banting Immortal City?
“Even if you run to hell and meet me, Monk Qianlou, you must hand over the things.” A fierce look flashed in the monk’s eyes, and he decided to go to Banting Immortal City to look for it.

Ding Huan could only say that this guy was lucky as he guessed it right by accident.

If he had not participated in the Immortal Sect Ranking Competition, he would have taken an iron pot to the Chaos Zone or somewhere else, and it would have been impossible for him to go to Baizhu Immortal City and take the teleportation array.

……

Ding Huan, who was standing outside the No. 2 competition stage watching others fight, suddenly jumped. His mind fell on the monitoring array pattern on the ring on his finger.

When he left the Thirty-Three Paths, he set up a bunch of monitoring arrays.

However, these formations are arranged separately, and are relatively far away from the location of the Dao vein and the bamboo house.

Such a void array pattern is not easy to find, let alone Monk Qianlou who does not understand it, even for someone who is proficient in it.

Ding Huan set up these monitoring arrays because he was worried that the matter of his Dao vein would be discovered by someone.

Several days had passed, and he thought the Daomai issue should be resolved safely.

I didn't expect that a fat monk would come today. This guy is like a dog's nose. After going to the thirty-third path without any gain, he actually came to Banting Immortal City.

As long as this guy thinks about it carefully, he who won the first place in the formation will definitely be the focus of attention.

After all, what locks the Dao Meridian is a natural restriction, and if one’s formation skills are low, it cannot be opened at all.

Thinking of this, Ding Huan's spiritual sense immediately swept out, and soon he saw Ji Changsi.

Ji Changsi was in a very good mood. Ding Huan had passed three rounds in the fighting area, and Yan Sha had also passed the second round. Not only that, two people from the weapon area had passed the first round.

As long as this continues, the Dafan Immortal Sect will definitely usher in a very high score this time. Not to mention the Seven-Star Immortal Sect, there is a chance to impact the Six-Star Immortal Sect.

"Master." Ding Huan came to Ji Changsi.

If he hadn't called out, Ji Changsi would still be immersed in the fantasies of the six-star and seven-star immortal gates.

"Sixth Brother, why are you here?" Seeing that it was Ding Huan, Ji Changsi was overjoyed and even stood up from his seat.

Ding Huan was probably the first time that a sect leader was so cautious and polite in front of an outer disciple.

"Master, can I have a word with you?" Ding Huan asked in a low voice.

"Of course, let's go." Ji Changsi values ​​Ding Huan the most now, so how could he not allow him?
"Master, I would like to ask if you have the warrant or formation card to enter the Immortal Court?" Ding Huan asked.

Ji Changsi didn't understand what Ding Huan meant, so he nodded immediately:
"Yes, do you want to go to the Immortal Court? As long as you can get the first place in the battle, you will get a battle card that allows you to enter the Immortal Court at any time."

Ding Huan said: "I want it now. My friend wants to go to the Immortal Court, and I want to stay here and continue to participate in the competition."

Ji Changsi was in a bit of a dilemma.

Ding Huan remained silent. If Ji Changsi was not even willing to help him, he would leave first.

The Soul Devouring Realm Ring and the Immortal Spiritual Vein are indeed very important, but escaping is more important.

It doesn't matter if he's alone, but the main thing is that Rong Xiyu is too weak. It would be a burden to have her around him, so he must send Rong Xiyu away first.

As long as Rong Xiyu left, even if the fat monk came, he would have a way to deal with him.

After a while, Ji Changsi said, "I am the leader of the Five Star Immortal Sect. I have one chance to enter the Immortal Court every year, and I can bring three people with me.

However, the Immortal Sect Ranking Competition is at a critical moment, and I can’t leave.”

Ding Huan looked at Ji Changsi speechlessly: "Master, it should be me who can't leave. After the Immortal Sect Ranking Competition started, you just watched and I was the one who worked hard."

(Good night, fellow Taoist, please give me a monthly ticket!)

(End of this chapter)