Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 43 Mi Xiaonan (for collection)
Three days later, at the central square of the capital of the Qing Dynasty.

The sun is rising, and the place is already crowded with people.

Thousands of cultivators who participated in this spiritual path trial gathered here, all of them staring at the huge light array in the center of the square.

There exudes a huge spiritual pressure, majestic but not violent.

As long as they step into the light array, they can enter the spiritual path, conduct trials, and obtain many dreaming cultivation resources.

Around this light array, there are four old men in white clothes sitting cross-legged, their bodies are surging with spiritual power, pulling many spiritual power fibers to attach to this light array.

"After entering the spiritual path, you must protect the spiritual value on the token in your hand. This is the proof of where you can go in the end."

Yue Qingyi looked at the crowd with a serious face and a very cautious tone, his eyes also lingered on Wang Jinglong, Xue Chenfeng, Tie Wuhen and the others for a moment.

If there is a disciple in the Cyanwood Sect who can break into the top [-] in the spiritual path trial, then it must be among these three.

"Hey, isn't this the Cyanwood Sect's Sect Master Yue? Could it be that the Cyanwood Sect, which is about to be banned, still wants to shine in this spiritual path trial, so that the higher-ups will change their minds?"

A somewhat sinister voice came from behind them, and a fat man with a stout figure and a fleshy face came out head-on.

This person's appearance is even worse than that of ordinary people, and the spiritual pressure he radiates is half a point stronger than Yue Qingyi's, but it is also limited.

"Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be the Iron Sword Sect Master Liao who won only three votes more than me at the Cyanwood Sect in the sect ranking conference!"

Hearing this, Yue Qingyi's complexion changed slightly imperceptibly, and he turned to look at Fatty Liao.

A long time ago, the Qingguo Lingyuan convened dozens of low-level sects to hold a sect ranking meeting. Through everyone's vote, they decided which sects would be banned next year. For the first sect to be banned next year.

"Yeah, the scene of that day is so far recollected, it is also a bit thrilling to win!"

The smile on Fatty Liao's face remained undiminished, and after scanning the disciples of the Cyanwood Sect, he continued, "Let's not talk about whether Brother Yue's disciples can enter the top fifty, I am afraid that even if they enter the top fifty, they will not be able to escape being caught As a result of the ban, if Sect Master Yue wants to come to our Iron Sword Sect as a deputy sect master, I will sweep the couch to welcome him."

"Oh, Sect Master Liao's words are a bit exaggerated!"

The two of them still knew each other well, and Yue Qingyi naturally knew that the other party could not be aimlessly.

"Bai Le, come out and get to know Sect Master Qingmu Zongyue."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Fatty Liao showed a smug expression on his face, and he recruited a pale young man from among the disciples behind him.

"Eight layers of spiritual veins!"

As soon as this son stood up, Yue Qingyi's face immediately showed a touch of shock, a little unbelievable.

Although this Bai Le's spiritual power was a little vain, he was still a genuine disciple with the eighth level of spiritual energy.

Disciples with the eighth level of spiritual veins participating in this spiritual path trial are rare, and the total number will never exceed 50. As long as this Bai Le has some strength, breaking into the top [-] of the spiritual path is basically a certainty.

"Master Liao is really willing to spend his money!"

Even so, Yue Qingyi still maintained an unflappable momentum, but the worry hidden in the corner of his eyes still couldn't cover up his disguise.

"Sect Master Yue, the Five Absolute Pagodas of the Cyanwood Sect have always been well-known in the Qing Kingdom, and the sword tower in my Iron Sword Gate is also somewhat famous, so let's make a bet!"

No matter what the bet Fatty Liao had planned in his mind, Yue Qingyi had to agree to the bet, otherwise he would really be outmatched and at a disadvantage.

However, Fatty Liao has not made a clear bet, and he still has room for bargaining.

"What kind of gambling?"

After glancing at Xue Chenfeng, Tie Wuhen, Wang Jinglong and the others from the corner of the eye, and seeing Wang Jinglong's eyes expressing that they could fight, Yue Qingyi asked about Fatty Liao's bet.

"It's like comparing the spiritual values ​​of the most outstanding disciples of both sides in the spiritual path test. If I win, you must promise me that Tiejianmen will send fifty disciples to the Wujue Pagoda to practice for a month; if you win, I will allow you from the Qingmu sect How about sixty disciples coming to the sword tower to practice for forty days?"

Fatty Liao relied on the strength of the eighth level of Baile's spiritual veins, and thought he had the chance to win, which actually increased the benefits that the Cyanwood Sect obtained from the bet.

"can!"

Yue Qingyi pretended to think for a long time, then struggled a bit, and gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Then I wish the disciples of the Cyanwood Sect to achieve good results in the spiritual path, haha!"

After finishing speaking, Fatty Liao led Bai Le and the others to the place where the light array was.

"Are you really sure of defeating that Bai Le?"

After Fatty Liao walked away, Yue Qingyi looked at Wang Jinglong and asked eagerly.

"In a face-to-face fight, I can't beat him, but if it's more than the final spiritual value, I'm [-]% sure of winning."

Not paying attention to the disdainful eyes from the people around him, Wang Jinglong said calmly.

"Hmph, shameless!"

Xue Chenfeng naturally had some opinions on this junior who stole his limelight as soon as he appeared.

Seeing Wang Jinglong threatening to defeat the eighth level disciple of the spirit vein this time, his face was full of ridicule.

"Let's take a look at the light array first!"

Not paying attention to Xue Chenfeng's sarcasm, Wang Jinglong suggested to check the light array to avoid discomfort after entering the spiritual path.

Where Wang Jinglong passed by, those disciples who didn't know why were all puzzled by the spiritual pressure emanating from his body.

He is obviously just a disciple of the sixth stage of the spiritual vein, and the spiritual pressure emitted by him is comparable to the early stage of the seventh stage of the spiritual vein. Could it be that this guy has an extraordinary pretentious treasure?
Many disciples with the sixth level of spiritual veins even had a feeling in their hearts that if they met this person on the spiritual path, they would have to beat him up first.

"You are Wang Jinglong?"

A faint scent of fragrance blew in, and a woman with a white gauze and a graceful figure appeared in front of Wang Jinglong, like a nine-day fairy.

Through the white veil, a beautiful silhouette appeared, and Tie Wuhen looked at the woman with an excited face, but he didn't speak.

"This spiritual overpowering seems to be serious, I hope your real strength is not too bad, Master Tie is here too!"

The woman opened her teeth lightly and said in a pleasant voice.

"Xiao Nan, long time no see!"

There was a hint of joy on Tie Wuhen's face, and his words were full of excitement.

"Cough, it seems that we are still some distance away from that light array!"

Xue Chenfeng couldn't bear Tie Wuhen's brother Zhu's appearance, so he interrupted the embarrassing situation.

"Miss Mi, let's go together!"

Wang Jinglong showed contempt for Tie Wuhen for a while, and continued to walk towards the light array, but secretly thought: This Mi Xiaonan actually has the strength of the middle stage of the seventh level of spiritual veins, it seems that this deal is still a bit difficult.

In the middle stage of the seventh level of spiritual veins, there is no guarantee that he will break into the top fifty, let alone him who is still in the early stage of the sixth level of spiritual veins?

(End of this chapter)