Mortal: I have a gathering technique

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and the day to set off for the trial arrived.

Yellow Maple Valley, the main hall of the sect.

The twenty-five Qi Refining disciples who participated in this Blood Forbidden Trial gradually arrived.

Among these people, some were eager to try, some were anxious, and some were expressionless...

Fang Qing blended into the crowd without attracting anyone's attention, because he had changed his appearance.

It was neither a disguise spell nor a mask-like artifact, but rather the ingestion of a pill called "Shape-Changing Pill".

Such a disguise pill is extremely rare, and Fang Qing certainly didn't have the ability to obtain it.

The pill he took was still delivered by Liu Jing through Li Huayuan's orders, and it was likely still made by Linghu Laoguai.

According to Li Huayuan, this Transformation Pill is enough to deceive Core Formation cultivators, but it only changes appearance and cannot hide cultivation level or aura.

This item is not very useful in the cultivation world, because cultivators mostly recognize people based on their spiritual aura.

But for Fang Qing, it was more than enough, because the disciples from other sects had never seen him.

Although the disciples of this sect knew of him, he possessed a concealment technique, so as long as their spiritual sense was not higher than his, they would not be able to detect him at all.

Although Fang Qing is currently only at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, Li Huayuan had already checked his spiritual sense and found it to be slightly stronger than that of someone at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining.

So even though there were five or six disciples at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining in the team, no one knew that he was Fang Qing.

No, that's not right either. Out of the twenty-four people, only one knows.

Fang Qing noticed this person as soon as he came in, but he didn't dare to look at him for long.

At this moment, the man was looking at Fang Qing with great interest, and kept muttering "interesting" to himself.

This person was none other than Xiang Zhili, a Nascent Soul cultivator!

While Xiang Zhili was observing Fang Qing, Fang Qing was sizing up a senior brother surnamed Chen.

This man's surname is Chen, given name Qiaotian, and he is Chen Qiaoqian's older brother.

In the original story, Chen Qiaoqian had to accompany her brother to participate in this year's Blood Forbidden Trial because she lost her Foundation Establishment Pill.

But in this life, perhaps due to Fang Qing's butterfly effect, Chen Qiaoqian did not accept the pursuit of that "Senior Brother Lu" with the wind spirit root, and had already successfully established her foundation half a year ago.

As for that Senior Brother Lu, I heard he's currently in seclusion to build his foundation; I wonder if he'll succeed.

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"I'll just say a few words..."

Seeing that all the disciples had arrived, Sect Leader Zhong Lingdao strode to the front of the group and began to give them a pep talk.

After offering words of encouragement, Zhong Lingdao clapped his hands lightly, and two disciples carrying trays entered the hall.

Two trays were placed on the tray; one held a storage bag with gold thread stitching, and the other held a pile of mid-grade spirit stones.

As the saying goes, if you want a horse to run, you have to feed it grass!

This principle also applies to the world of cultivation.

According to Zhong Lingdao's instructions, each person will receive two mid-grade spirit stones, and the storage bag will contain high-grade magic artifacts, which will be drawn by each person based on luck.

These two items together are worth about three to five hundred low-grade spirit stones, which is definitely a considerable fortune for Qi Refining cultivators. Therefore, everyone had a happy expression on their faces.

Looking at those beaming faces, Fang Qing suddenly felt a strange sensation.

They were all Qi Refining disciples. If they knew that they had been additionally rewarded with a talisman, a Heavenly Thunder Token, and three Wood Escape Talismans, I wonder what their expressions would be.

With this thought in mind, Fang Qing didn't look at the magic weapon much when he took it out, and casually stuffed it into his storage bag.

Not long after.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Li Huayuan landed in front of the sect's main hall on his silver-armored horned python.

Next, led by Master Li, the group set off on this level-three spirit beast.

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The Crimson Forbidden Land is located in a desolate area of ​​Jianzhou in the Yue Kingdom. As the host, Huangfeng Valley would usually arrive at the agreed location one or two days in advance to wait for the other immortal sects.

The agreed-upon location was a desolate mountain.

The silver-armored horned python flew for several days before finally arriving at this place.

In the days that followed, Qingxumen was still the second to arrive.

The Core Formation expert leading the Qingxu Sect was named Fuyunzi, an old acquaintance of Li Huayuan.

As expected, the moment this man saw Li Huayuan, he grabbed him and asked to make a bet.

Because Fang Qing was there, Li Huayuan, though eager to agree immediately, hesitated to arouse Fu Yunzi's suspicion. In the end, he forced himself to play along until the other party produced the Blood Thread Dragon Pill before finally agreeing with an expression of being unable to resist the temptation.

At this very moment, Qiong Laoguai, the "number one person below the Nascent Soul stage" of the Hidden Moon Sect, unsurprisingly got involved.

From then on, the three of them made a bet.

Following this incident, the five sects, including the Hidden Moon Sect, the Blade Transformation Valley, and the Spirit Beast Mountain, arrived one after another.

As is customary, among the seven sects gathered, the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect were still the most eye-catching.

The sect's disciples were a mix of men and women; not to mention the men, the female disciples were all charming and beautiful, dressed in flamboyant attire.

Whenever he noticed disciples from other sects looking over, he not only didn't get angry, but instead kept throwing them flirtatious glances.

The other six male disciples had never seen such a scene before, and in just a short while, they were completely captivated.

Although the leaders of the six sects who had reached the Core Formation stage issued a warning immediately, there was a high probability that someone would suffer losses once they entered the forbidden area.

Fang Qing mingled in the crowd and took the opportunity to observe Nangong Wan, while also glancing at the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain.

Unsurprisingly, Han Yunzhi was among them.

Amidst the commotion, the group set off again.

This time, they flew for only a few hours before arriving at the barren yellow earth where the Crimson Forbidden Land was located.

This barren loess plain is shrouded by an ancient wind-attribute array year-round, making it inaccessible under normal circumstances. It only experiences a five-day period of weakening every five years.

After a long wait and a period of probing,

On this day, the great formation was finally broken by the combined efforts of the Core Formation elders of the seven major sects.

When the swirling, pitch-black passage appeared, the disciples of the seven sects, with solemn expressions, filed in.

Fang Qing was in the middle of the group. The moment he passed through the passage, he felt his vision shift, and when he looked up again, the world had changed.

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This is a hilly area with undulating terrain, forming a series of small hills. Shrubs of varying heights are scattered like oases in the desert.

Being teleported to such a safe place should be a cause for celebration, but Fang Qing isn't the only one here right now.

"Wow, you little rascal, you exude such a rich aura of pure Yang!"

A dozen feet away to Fang Qing's side, a slender girl in flowing white clothes was pinching her delicate chin, looking at Fang Qing as if reminiscing.

The woman appeared to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a pure and innocent appearance, but the words she spoke were mature beyond her years.

"I remember now, your Yellow Maple Valley seems to have taken in someone with an extremely yang physique a few years ago, could it be you!"

The young girl clapped her hands, her rosy cheeks filled with surprise.

Although her appearance was captivating, Fang Qing looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"Holy crap, Nangong Wan!"

Without a second thought, Fang Qing crushed the wooden talisman he was holding in his palm, and vanished in a dazzling green light.