Chapter 62: The Battle for Disciples in Dan Fu [Please collect it!]

The 108-step cloud ladder made of stone jade exudes an ancient atmosphere, and mysterious runes appear and vaguely among the jade. It is said that this sladder was made by the former ancestor of Changyun Hall comprehended the obsession of 108 Buddhist mortal worlds, and then combined with the scriptures of immortality. This book is a rock, but the ancestor himself excavated it step by step without magic power. When the 108-step cloud ladder was chiseled out, the ordinary rock turned into stone jade, becoming a wonder of Changyun Hall.

Stepping up a 108-step cloud ladder, at the end is a square of hundreds of feet in radius, and in the middle is a round platform that is as high as ten feet high. There are countless runes and ferocious ravines. Three simple and golden majestic words "Climbing the Immortal Platform" are embedded on the round platform. The next moment, it seems that a dragon will fly into the sky. The masters who have experienced tribulation and ascend to Changyun Palace in all dynasties have passed the tribulation here. Ascending the Immortal Platform is the place closest to the immortal world...

"This is the Zixiao Divine Peak at the highest point of Changyun Palace, and it is also the place where the fortune of the Taoist sect in the Central Plains is closest to the Piaomiao Immortal Realm. Those ravines were left by the ancestors of the Taoist sect in the past dynasties. Walking through the Immortal Platform is the Zixiao Hall of Changyun Palace. The Zixiao Hall is the place where the heads of the past dynasties live and cannot be entered without approval." Xu Ping slowly introduced to Xia Shaofeng and others. The Immortal Platform was made by the ancestors of all dynasties with blood and heavenly tribulations. It is a witness to the ups and downs of Changyun Palace for millions of years.

The six people walked in the square for more than a moment before they arrived in front of the Zixiao Hall. A palace-like building, the golden glazed tiles shone brightly in the sun. Under the blue sky, the golden glazed tiles with double eaves on the towering palace looked particularly brilliant. The inner pillars of the hall were supported by a number of red giant pillars, and each pillar was engraved with a lifelike golden dragon, which was particularly spectacular. Every palace wall and every hall here are a symbol of the peak of the Taoist sect. Each brick, tile, grass and wood, all exuded the remnant power of the Taoist supreme. It seemed that the ghosts of the emperors for thousands of years were immortal, and their ghosts were still wandering here day and night.

Before the palace, Xia Shaofeng saw many children standing and waiting, and their clothes were also changed into uniform clothes. Because they had not yet chosen which tribe to join, these children were all wearing ordinary disciple clothes. Xu Ping turned around and whispered, "You line up behind me, don't make any noise, the elders will be talking to you later."

Xia Shaofeng looked around, and the five new disciples in white clothes stood in a team of five. They also saw some familiar faces among the crowd. The people who had given up the second level were also there, and some people who fell off the cliff were also there. The faces of these people were filled with excitement. Being able to join this immortal sect means that they were one step closer to the realm of immortality.

Obviously, these disciples did not really die that day. After all, these are all talented people recruited from all over the country, and some are disciples of aristocratic families. Although Changyun Palace is not afraid of those aristocratic families, these failed disciples cannot be ignored. Maybe who among these people will be successful in the future. Moreover, these disciples selected from various places in Jiuzhou have good talent and cannot be wasted like this.

Just as Xia Shaofeng was thinking, a majestic voice spread in the square, "Separate below, the disciples of the One-Terminal generation step back, and the disciples of the Yellow generation step forward." A middle-aged man in red robe stood in front of the hall and shouted. However, there were many naughty and proud people among these children, and they ignored the men in red robe and were still speaking in the lowly people, which made the square extremely noisy.

Seeing the scene, the man in red robe turned cold and his body was slightly fighting. The naughty disciples had to teach him a lesson. He felt a sense of pressure coming out and covered all the disciples in the field. The spiritual power in the square was instantly chaotic. The feeling of suffocation and powerlessness permeated everyone's hearts, and the originally noisy square suddenly became quiet. The group of people waited for Qi Huahua to do what the man in red robe wanted. The man in red nodded with a smile, obviously very satisfied with his sensation.

"This is Sun Ming, the uncle of the Miaodan Sect, the name of Yu, and the person who injured his eldest brother was also Ma Feng, and he is of the same generation as Sun, and he is also the uncle of the Yu generation." Xu Ping whispered to Xia Shaofeng and the other two, saying that Xu Ping had long been in a grudge against Miaodan Sect, and Xia Shaofeng and others expressed their willingness to join the Daofu Sect. Xu Ping then privately introduced some senior executives of the Miaodan Sect to them, after all, some troubles can be avoided in the future.

"Oh" Bai Yixue narrowed her eyes and looked at Ma Feng and Sun Ming from the Miaodan Sect, with a slight badness in her eyes.

"Since the Daofu Sect's mortal world record was lost hundreds of years ago, the sect leader at that time also became a demon from his heart. After practicing the exercises, he disappeared for no reason. The Daofu Sect lost the last person who had the last eight strokes of the mortal world record. Therefore, the Daofu Sect's status plummeted, and the Miaodan Sect naturally suppressed us everywhere. The last eight strokes of the Daofu Sect's sect can only be cultivated by the head, but the Daofu Sect's sect disappeared without accepting disciples, so the Daofu Sect also disappeared from then on." Xu Ping swept over the men in red. If it weren't for the Daofu Sect's loss of the supreme code, it would be the Miaodan Sect's turn to go wild.

"But they won't be lawless, right?" Yu Yu asked in confusion. How could the same sect make a fuss to this point? No matter how quarrels, they are still the same sect.

"No? This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Our Taoist Fu Sect was crippled by the Dan Sect, and even killed many people. Senior Brother Ren is just one of them. Besides, there have been regulations in Changyun Hall that cultivators below the God Transformation Realm can challenge at will, regardless of life or death, but each person is not allowed to have more than 300 lives. Once any disciple has more than 300 lives, he must accept the challenge of a disciple who has two titles higher than him. Life and death are from heaven. But now, the last eight strokes of the mortal world record have been born, and our Taoist Fu Sect can finally turn over." Xu Ping said excitedly. With the sect leader's lineage, those disciples of the Miaodan Sect dare not jump around.

"Is the last eight strokes so important?" Xia Shaofeng asked in confusion.

"The last eight strokes of the Mother Record are the key to the three talismans against the heavens of the Fu Sect, and they are also necessary for the evil body of our Fu Sect's first secret method. Well, let's talk about these things later. It's still early for you now. The talisman technique of the Dao Fu Sect is not comparable to that of the Miaodan Sect. If you join the Dao Fu Sect, you will know it." Xu Ping said with a smile.

"In order to better understand the five basic magics of Miaodan Sect and Daofu Sect, now the disciple of Dan Sect and Fu Sect, Yu generation, will be practiced for you." Sun Ming's voice came into everyone's ears in the square. After saying that, Sun Ming changed his voice again and said, "I will be the one who will appear in the Miaodan Sect. I wonder which peer of Fu Sect is willing to come out to practice for you." Sun Ming raised his voice a few points.

"Leng Yue is asking for advice on the magic of Dan Sect." A figure flew out from the crowd, white clothes are better than snow, as cold as ice.

"Wow, it's so beautiful." As soon as Leng Yue appeared, the people present were shocked. Xia Shaofeng was also a little lost. Leng Yue's aura was very cold, like the proud plum blossoms in the snow and the cold moon in the air, which was awe-inspiring.

"Junior Sister Leng, are there no one in your Fu Sect? You want a female person to come, and you and I are missing a great realm. Although you have reached the peak of the Nascent Soul, this elder is already in the realm of transformation. Although he has just entered the past few years, it is not something you can deal with." Sun Ming sneered and said sneeringly.

"I'm enough to deal with you." Leng Yue didn't want to pay attention to Sun Ming, and her cold aura was as cold as ever, making it hard to approach.

"Since you insist on this, I will ask Junior Sister Leng what tricks you have. Open the barrier." Sun Ming gave the order and flew into the square. Leng Yue also walked into the square with him. As soon as Leng Yue entered the square, a green light rose from the ground, and then a hemispherical barrier separated the two. The barrier here is where some disciples who have cultivated their strength have fought, because those disciples have extremely destructive power. If there is no barrier to protect them, the aftermath will destroy the surroundings.

"I'm asking for advice today." Sun Ming said with an unhappy look. Sun Ming already thought that he had become a god-transforming cultivator, but Leng Yue was still a mere Nascent Soul. He was challenged with a sense of superiority. Sun Ming felt that he was extremely ungrateful and did not know the level of the deal. Although Leng Yue was famous, Sun Ming did not think that he could defeat him across a great realm. After thinking about it, Sun Ming decided to teach this little girl a lesson and establish a prestige for himself.

"The sect leader said not to beat you to death." Leng Yue said coldly.

"It depends on whether you have the ability." A seven-foot red staff appeared in Sun Ming's hand. Leng Yue's wrist and a brown peach wood sword appeared in his hand. Sun Ming held the staff high, and his violent spiritual power continued to gather towards him. After drinking "Samadhi Fire Beads", he saw dozens of dark red fist-sized round flame beads appeared in front of Sun Ming in a few breaths. With a command, dozens of fire beads hit Leng Yue with red trajectories.

Leng Yue calmly and snorted coldly. The peach wood sword flew in front of Leng Yue. A half-hidden Tai Chi image appeared almost instantly. The runes emitting green light were drawn by Leng Yue's men. The "Return to Light Curse" half-moon-shaped light shield appeared instantly, and the fire bead hit the light shield like this. It did not have the shocking explosion that people expected, but was sank strangely, and then instantly rebounded intact.
Chapter completed!