In the spirit world, somewhere in the middle line of Tianyuan City, there is a huge square stone platform thousands of feet long. In the center of the stone platform is a huge magic array. The pattern looks like an ancient teleportation array.

Around the formation, there are thirty-six jade pillars. The jade pillars are also engraved with runes and inlaid with high-grade spiritual stones. They are obviously not decorations.

There is a wide passage connecting the stone platform. There is an archway on the passage with the three characters "Feiling Terrace" written on it. At the end, the clouds and mist are swirling, and I don't know where it leads.

On both sides of the archway, there are two attics, each with a monk inside.

Suddenly, the two monks opened their eyes and looked towards the center of the stone platform.

I saw that the originally quiet formation suddenly started to activate. The formations shone with five-color spiritual light, and shot out a beam of light that reached the sky. The beam of light penetrated into the void, and I don't know where it went.

Seeing this scene, the monks in the two attics came out one after another and stood together.

The one on the right is an old man with white hair and red face, dressed as a Taoist; the monk on the left is a young man, wearing a green robe.

They are all in the late Nascent Soul stage.

"Here we come! Someone has ascended here! I don't know if it's you human monks or my demon seniors." The green-robed monk put his hands behind his back and said excitedly.

"Nine times out of ten, he is my senior from the human race!" The Taoist put Fusheng on his arm and said with a curl of the corner of his mouth.

The young man heard the words and did not refute. Human beings are endowed with unique talents for cultivation. A monk with a very high talent can often practice for more than a thousand years until he can become a god and ascend.

However, it takes several times or even dozens of times for the demon clan to do it. Just like the green-robed monk himself, even if he was born in a place with rich spiritual energy like the spiritual world, his talent is very good, and it took him a full three thousand years to reach this point.

realm.

However, he does not envy the human race's talent for cultivation and the balance of heaven. Although the demon race is slow in cultivation, it also has a long and long life that is incomparable to the human race.

Just when the green-robed monk was thinking wildly, the light beam in front of him suddenly retracted from the void, and something seemed to be wrapped inside it.

After the light subsided, a burly monk appeared.

This person is none other than Cui Chen, who shattered the void and ascended.

At this time, he was holding a small mountain in his left hand, holding a small tripod in his right hand, and a black flag on his head made a hunting sound. Each of the three treasures showed their power, firmly protecting Cui Chen in the colorful spiritual light.

"Three spiritual treasures, this senior has such a rich net worth!" When the Taoist and the demon youth saw these three treasures, they both felt shocked and took a breath of cold air.

They have been stationed here for hundreds of years, and have received more than a dozen ascended seniors. However, these monks rarely have spiritual treasures with them. Even if they have spiritual treasures, they only have one at most. They are definitely not as rich as the people in front of them.

While the Taoist and the young demon cultivator were looking at Cui Chen, Cui Chen was also looking at the environment in front of him.

The Taoist and the young demon cultivator were both in the late Nascent Soul stage. He could be destroyed with a flip of his hand and could not pose any threat to him. He only glanced at him and looked away.

After scanning around, Cui Chen finally calmed down when he saw the three characters "Fei Ling Tai" on the archway.

It is undoubtedly Tianyuan City.

After confirming that it was safe, Cui Chen turned over and put away the three treasures, and the protective aura on his body also dissipated.

But before he could make any other move, the Taoist man and the young demon cultivator stepped forward hand in hand, bowed their hands to Cui Chen and said, "We welcome you, senior, to ascend to the spiritual world!"

Cui Chen raised his eyebrows, looked back at the two of them and asked, "Are you two the guides here?"

"Reporting to senior, junior Zhou Yi from the human race, and next to me is Qing Lin from the demon clan. They are all the messengers responsible for the Feiling Platform. Please tell me your name and race. I need to register your senior's information."

Although Cui Chen seems to be a human race, the details still need to be confirmed.

"I am Cui Chen, a human monk..."

Zhou Yi took out a jade slip from his arms, recorded the information Cui Chen said, and saluted Cui Chen again: "Senior will go to Feiling Hall with junior to handle identity information."

"Then I'll have to help you fellow Taoist!" Cui Chen smiled politely, and then followed Zhou Yi through the archway and walked along the passage. The young man from the demon tribe continued to guard the Feiling Platform and did not follow him.

When I reached the end of the passage, I saw a bright light in front of me.

As far as the eye can see, there are huge blue towers towering into the clouds in the distance, densely distributed, with more than a hundred of them.

The roots of these giant towers are all surrounded by a series of lofts and lofts. There are countless towers next to each other. The tall ones are as high as a thousand feet, and the short ones are as short as more than a hundred feet. Every building seems to be an enlarged version of an ordinary building.

Several times more common.

Cui Chen was slightly stunned when he saw this situation, even though he had been prepared for it.

"Senior, please come with junior!"

Zhou Yi saw Cui Chen's expression and smiled slightly. After saying hello, he took the lead towards a thousand-foot palace not far away.

The pavilion is divided into ten floors from top to bottom, each floor has an entrance, and in the middle is a gate about thirty feet high, with a silver plaque with the three characters "Feiling Hall" written on it.

Cui Chen naturally followed closely.

The two flew into the fourth floor of Feiling Palace. Inside was a small hall with six or seven corridors leading to other directions.

In the small hall, six monks in different costumes gathered together and said something with a smile.

Cui Chen glanced around and immediately saw that these people were all monks in the transformation stage like him.

However, these monks gave him a "weak" feeling, much weaker than those monks in the human world who were in the transformation stage. Although there was no fight, Cui Chen felt that he could kill six of the six people in the hall with just one cup of tea.

In the early stages of becoming gods, all the monks were slaughtered.

When Cui Chen looked at everyone, these monks naturally also glanced over.

When they met Cui Chen's eyes, everyone felt a chill on their backs, as if they were being targeted by something dangerous, and they suddenly felt frightened. This kind of pressure was not much weaker than the pressure given to them by their seniors in the refining stage.

In shock, everyone quickly looked away and stopped looking at Cui Chen.

Cui Chen did not stay in this hall. He was led directly by Zhou Yi through the small hall and into a corridor.

It wasn't until the two of them had gone away that the sound of low-pitched discussions could be heard in the small hall.

"Who is this fellow Taoist? Does any fellow Taoist know him? I think he is also a monk in the transformation stage, but he puts great pressure on me!" A monk asked with a solemn face.

Four of them shook their heads when they heard this, saying that they did not know this person. But the remaining one said: "I don't know that monk who transforms into gods, but I know that the Yuanying stage monk next to him is the permanent resident of Feiling Platform.

One of the guides."

"In that case, that fellow Taoist is the monk from the lower realm who has just ascended!" Another person exclaimed.

"That should be it!"

Cui Chen naturally didn't know what everyone was talking about. Under the guidance of Zhou Yi, he came to a hall. There was an old man in white robe sitting inside.

Cui Chen's spiritual thoughts swept away the big man, and his face changed slightly. This man was actually a monk in the early stage of Void Refining.

Although the other party did not give him a sense of danger, he immediately withdrew his consciousness and did not dare to explore further.

After Zhou Yi said a few words to the old man, he turned around, said goodbye to Cui Chen, and left the hall.

At this time, the old man had already stood up and came to Cui Chen. He cupped his hands slightly and said with a warm smile: "Fellow Daoist Cui, I, Liu Jue, welcome you to ascend to the spiritual world!"
Chapter completed!