Chapter 1412: Sai Weng lost his horse

Early the next morning, near a larger competition platform, many immortal monks gathered here. They floated sparsely in the air, talking and laughing, and the focus of the topic was undoubtedly the last four teams left.

Li Muran and the four immortals also came here together. After seeing them, the immortals bowed their hands from afar, or nodded slightly to greet them.

"The four immortal friends have entered the semi-finals, and the name of this team is probably changed too!" An old immortal flew close by with a smile on his face, saluting Li Muran and others one by one, and said with a smile: "At this time, the team of immortal friends is no longer 'unknown', but is famous!"

After Li Muran returned the gift, the old man said again: "Today is not a competition for all the immortal friends. I thought all the immortal friends would not appear. I didn't expect that before the competition began, all the immortal friends were already present."

Li Muran smiled slightly and said lightly: "I'm here to open my eyes and get familiar with the venue and atmosphere of the last competition in advance."

"Li Xianyou is well prepared, it's also worth it!" The old man said with a change of topic: "It's a coincidence that the opponent of the immortals tomorrow, the team that will eliminate me and others before two rounds."

Li Muran felt a little moved when he heard this and said with interest: "So, my fairy friends have fought with them. Can you tell me the details of the situation so that we can prepare? At that time, many competitions were held at the same time, and there were many competitions. I don't know who the opponent will be in the next round, and I didn't deliberately see the competition situation of this wild team."

"It's just a chore, so I should serve you!" The old man smiled and said, "The four monks in the wilderness team are all Taixian cultivation. They have never changed their team members and have never lost a game. However, all the immortals said that they have not encountered a team with high voices along the way, so their strength is not clear. But I have tried with him personally, and I think that the strength of this team is probably not inferior to the four immortal friends!"

"Oh? Please tell me in detail!" Huan Ling'er, Shan Feng and others were also very interested and listened carefully to the old man's words.

The old man said: "The four immortals in the wilderness team claim to be all casual cultivators who have been traveling in the wilderness fairyland for many years. When the master performs some magical powers, he will occasionally be full of demonic energy. He should be a demon cultivator who practices to become an immortal. However, during the competition, he never showed his demon body and never used immortal treasures, so he did not know his specific identity;"

"In addition to the main general, there is also a female cultivator of blood-eyed eyes. This female cultivator has extraordinary magical powers. You must not look at her eyes when fighting, otherwise it will easily become confused and lose. There is also a middle-aged man with an extremely burly figure and extraordinary power. He is mostly from the Kuafu Immortal Clan, Juque Immortal Clan and other cultivators."

"I didn't experience the power of the above three people personally, and I dare not discuss too much. However, the last immortal among them impressed me very much, and I was defeated by that person!"

"Oh? What kind of magical powers does that person have?" Li Muran asked afterwards.

The old man sighed: "The man wore a black cloak all day long, without seeing each other, and had a heavy yin energy on his body. His magical power was hidden! It disappeared in front of me in broad daylight. I was defeated without a single move!"

"Such a clever concealment technique?" Li Muran was shocked: "Is he..."

The old man seemed to know what Li Muran thought of, and nodded: "Li Xianyou's idea coincides with me. I also think that he is mostly a ghost immortal! Among all kinds of immortal cultivators, ghost immortals are the best at hiding and hiding their breath. With his yin energy, I think he is a ghost immortal! For some reason, ghost immortals are quite rare in this fairyland. If there are no magical techniques such as the Brahma Sect that specifically deal with ghost immortals, ghost immortals will become extremely difficult!"

"Thank you for your advice from my fairy friend!" Li Muran nodded slightly and thanked the old man.

The old man waved his hand and smiled, "I said this so that all the immortal friends can deal with it in advance. I hope that I can see all the immortal friends show their skills tomorrow and present a wonderful competition for the immortals! I also have a selfish intention, hoping to see that if all the immortal friends face the ghost immortal, they can expose their hidden method and see through his identity!"

After the old man said that, he left Li Muran and others. More and more monks came here from all directions. Not long after, more than a thousand true immortals were watching the battle near the competition venue, and in addition to the low-level monks who had not yet become immortals, there were tens of thousands of them.

?Auspicious time is approaching, and a total of eight true immortals from both sides are also present. Duanmu Ziyu and Nangong Ren greet each other politely when they see Li Muran and others. Li Muran just simply greets them, but his attention is focused on several monks in Zichan Palace.

There are five or six monks in the Zichan Palace team. Except for the main generals who must play in every game, the other monks have taken turns to play. Li Muran carefully distinguished the aura and appearance of these monks. When his eyes fell on the face of one of the middle-aged monks, he couldn't help but feel moved.

"Who is this person?" Li Muran pointed at the middle-aged monk from afar and asked Huan Ling'er.

"That is the chief general of Zichan Palace, who is said to be the Hunyuan clone cultivated by Elder Feng!" Huan Ling'er said.

"So that's it!" Li Muran nodded secretly and sighed softly.

Huan Ling'er heard that there seemed to be a deep meaning in Li Muran's sigh, so she asked the reason: "Does Fellow Daoist Li recognize Elder Feng?"

Li Muran shook his head and said, "That Elder Feng is the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian. He is only one step away from advancing from Hunyuan Jinxian. However, to advance from Hunyuan Jinxian, one must understand the power of Hunyuan. He seems to be restricted in this regard, and he has not been able to break through as long as he knows!"

"He practiced this Hunyuan clone and used his clone to attend the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, most of the reason he wanted to use his clone to comprehend the Hunyuan law. He did not recognize Elder Feng, but recognized his clone!"

Huan Ling'er was stunned: "Fellow Daoist Li recognizes this clone?"

"Not bad!" Li Muran sighed again: "I had just ascended to the immortal world at Xia. Because she was a Hunyuan Mahayana cultivator, she was attracted by a disciple of Elder Feng and invited her to Zichan Palace. As a result, in Zichan Palace, she also met many cultivators who also possessed the power of Hunyuan, including two or three true immortals."

"Later, the Zichan Palace Sect asked me to wait for the Hunyuan power, but I was eliminated in the first round and was invited out of Zichan Palace. I don't know what happened later."

"However, when I see this clone today, I probably already know the follow-up! Because this clone is one of the three Hunyuan cultivators who won the first round of the competition!"

Huan Ling'er was shocked when she heard this: "So, the competition was to let Elder Feng choose a suitable candidate and refine the clone?"

"It's probably true!" Li Muran nodded slightly.

The immortals were silent and refining their clones, they had to erase the original intelligence, which was equivalent to using their clones to seize a monk. Moreover, the monk who was taken over could not even enter the cycle of reincarnation. They had to wait until the clones collapsed and the soul dispersed between heaven and earth, and there was a slim chance to reincarnate.

"Luckily, Fellow Daoist Li was not selected!" Shan Feng said Youyou.

Li Muran sighed lightly. Although this matter had passed long ago, I still felt scared when I thought about it now! What a great opportunity to be recognized by the Golden Immortal Elder, but behind this opportunity, there may also be a huge trap!

When Li Muran failed in the competition, he felt a little regretful; but now he thought that it may not be a blessing to lose his horse.

"Opportunity may be blessings, or disasters. There are thousands of ways of heaven, and many powerful immortals can understand the ways of heaven and earth, but only the word "fate" is difficult for even the immortals to comprehend!" Huan Ling'er said leisurely.
Chapter completed!