Drunken Immortal Gourd

When the people from Bibo City arrived, all the monks present quickly stood up to greet them. The more than 400 god-transforming monks joined the other team of god-transforming monks. The three green-faced venerables were at the front. Waiting for them to stand still, each The team leaders from the Immortal City under their jurisdiction stepped forward one after another to report the situation and deliver their errands.

After all the reports from the more than 40 subordinate fairy cities were completed, the green-faced venerable said: "You have done well. This year's gathering of the True Spirit Tomb, all the monks from the subordinate fairy cities have arrived."

After being praised by the Green-faced Venerable, everyone said: "You should do your best to serve Bibo City."

Then the Green-faced Venerable nodded towards them and said: "You should know that this is not only doing things for Bibo City, but also giving the majority of the god-forming monks who govern the Immortal City a chance to test themselves. The meeting will start soon, please step aside and wait for now."

After the leaders retreated, the Green-faced Venerable said to the others: "The True Spirit Tomb Conference is a rare event in our Bibo City area. It is only held once every three hundred years. It is a rare event for every monk who enters." Opportunities, opportunities to hone your cultivation, get breakthroughs, take risks to hunt for treasures, maybe reach the sky in one step, the final harvest depends on luck, I hope everyone will seize the opportunity."

Next to him, the blue-bearded venerable said: "Our Bibo City has been sending people to maintain this forbidden area of ​​​​the True Spirit Tomb all year round. Not only is it **** with a lot of manpower, but it also requires a lot of natural materials and earthly treasures to set up formation restrictions. The consumption is not ordinary, and there is no income. It is difficult to maintain it for a long time, so the rules are the same as in previous years, any monk who enters the True Spirit Tomb must hand over half of all harvest, is there no doubt?"

Of course the people above have no doubts. Why should they give half of what they have worked so hard and risked to others? The ratio of 70% is too low, but no one dares to tell it in front of Bibo City. Besides, what the Yin Ancestor said is right. Bluebeard Master is bordered by Bibo City, and the poisonous fog and poisonous insects from outside often spread out. At the same time, in order to prevent anyone from entering accidentally, a ban must be set up inside and outside. With regular maintenance, you will know that the cost is not so small.

Seeing that some of the people above him were saying something, the green-faced venerable waved his hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense. Now everyone can get off the Bibo City's storage bags and register their personal belongings."

In Scarlet Flame City, Xue Yue explained to Xiaojia the rules of the Blue Bearded Lord Association. All the god-transforming monks who retreated to Cui Xiangdong can carry any storage magic weapon. They can only use the storage bags issued by Bibo City to prevent them from embezzling Cui Xiangdong. The treasures obtained, if there is no violation, the punishment is said to be very mild.

After arriving, Xiaojia had made bad preparations. Some treasures that were seen as being exposed or were too valuable were delayed and stored, and they only brought some common things that might be used by the Blue Beard Lord. Cui Xiang's situation is relatively ordinary. The space of the Drunken Immortal Gourd in my body cannot store any items, and the level of the Drunken Immortal Gourd is low. People here simply found it, so I threw most of the things back into the Drunken Immortal Gourd space. , I only brought a high-end storage bag and some commonly used items.

When everything was ready, the Green-faced Venerable took out eight flags from his arms. The Yin Ancestor and the Caiyi Venerable each took out two flags and threw them into the air at the same time. One flag flew to the bottom of the valley and quickly dispersed in one direction. The flag instantly bloomed with dazzling light and shot to the ground behind the square. Very slowly, a huge hole appeared on the ground, and a strong stale breath came out. When I smelled it hard, I felt dizzy. In that breath There is obviously no toxin in it.

Bibo City has already arranged for people to stand in a row. Xiaojia went over one by one to hand over his storage magic weapon to the other party, received a storage bag prepared by Bibo City, and at the same time registered the things that he was going to bring into Lan Beard Master. During that process , Qingmian Zun and others will scan one by one with their spiritual thoughts to avoid cheating. Qingyang's Drunken Immortal Gourd is indeed powerful, and none of the eight Void Refining monks have discovered any two.

Only then did Qingyang realize that Yuan Jizi and I were hanging in mid-air. The surroundings were bright and dark, filled with thick fog, and exuded a strong stale atmosphere. Our eyes were not very effective, and our spiritual thoughts were also restrained. If you haven't explored this far in the future, your reaction to safety will be much faster than usual. Moreover, the toxins in the breath are corroding the monk's body all the time. You need to mobilize your true energy in time to resist, otherwise the toxins will accumulate over a long period of time. , the monk's body will be completely crushed.

After arriving, the two of them also did some homework and knew the detailed layout outside. The entire Blue Beard Master has a radius of tens of thousands. That range is relatively small for an abnormal god-transformation monk, but because the monk's spiritual thoughts are all It is restricted, so it seems very vast, and there is no way to search it all. The entrance is a small desert, with rolling mountains to the back, a dense forest on the right, and a small sea area on the left. Beyond that, it is said that there is no ice. Fengxueyuan is a small place but has few wonders.

What was going on outside was completely blank. Did Qingyang act alone? He and Yuan Jizi also jumped into the cave entrance one after another. UU Reading www.uukａnshu.com Then his spiritual thoughts were suppressed, and his body was controlled to move upward. After falling, until dozens of breaths ago, the suppression of divine thoughts disappeared, and Cui Xiang gradually stabilized his figure.

Seeing the entrance of the cave appear, the Green-faced Venerable's eyes stood up, and he shouted in a low voice to the group of god-transforming monks: "The entrance to the Blue-bearded Venerable's cave has not been opened yet. How long should he wait and retreat quickly?"

Yuan Jizi looked at Qi Zhou and said: "Fellow Taoist Qingyang, without the words of Fubo clan master Jiao Yang, this Zhenzhen-eating spirit tomb dared to cause trouble for him. Now he has retreated to Lanbeard Master, Zhen-eating Zun. The tomb has concerns, so we should retreat into the depths of Bluebeard Master as quickly as possible to avoid being found by the tomb of the Devouring Soul."

The nearly 8,000 god-transformation monks who participated in the Blue Beard Master's meeting were not all novices like Qingyang, and none of them had ever retreated into the Blue Beard Master's meeting. At this time, they had already made bad preparations and held their breath. He jumped into the hole at the back. Seeing this, the others dared to be lazy and followed him one after another and retreated into the hole.

Qingyang didn't have this intention either. Although I was afraid of Cui Xiangdong, I still wanted to have a small battle with him now. Now that Xiaojia has just retreated into the Blue Beard Master, it would be a bad thing to reveal his trump card too early, so Cui Xiang and Yuan Jizi identified a direction and flew back slowly.

There was a desert above, and some of the monks fell to the ground. Eight or seven of them gathered together to discuss things. But the monks were completely concerned about themselves. They didn't know the right direction and flew towards the nearby area. Some of them looked around in the distance. He also knows whether he is searching for treasures or hatching some good ideas.

Cui Xiang looked at Qizhou. Wherever he looked, there was nothing normal except desert or desert, and it looked like there was no treasure at all. No wonder the Void Refining monks in Bibo City were willing to retreat. The rewards are big but the jobs are small. Who wants to do that kind of drudgery?