nycdaug Chapter 182 Six Great Immortal Gates
Chapter 182 Six Great Immortal Gates
The relationship between the several sect leaders can be described as "no fighting, no acquaintance". Everyone has long known what kind of person Luo Qinghuai is, so no one would care about the nonsense from a madman, but no one would be bold enough to trample on the face of a sect leader of an immortal sect. Except for the always ruthless Yuehua Sect leader Ainofei who dared to threaten directly, the Rulu Temple, which could survive in troubled times, has always adhered to the policy of ignoring. They can't see or hear anything, and they can hide in the temple by covering their eyes and ears, pretending nothing has happened, and continue to recite their scriptures and comprehend the so-called "Buddhist principles".
Fu took advantage of the opportunity and said quickly while Luo Qinghuai was silent: "Please wait for a moment, the venue will be ready soon. Please follow Shui Jing's guidance and go to the corresponding battlefield to compete." After that, she bowed to the sect leaders and elders around her, and flew away without looking back, leaving only the fairies who were still scattering flowers to create an atmosphere.
An Ling saw the Yuehua Sect man through the water mirror. He seemed very scared. He kept looking around and didn't look at the water mirror. "It's really interesting. It's just like a video chat, but why doesn't this man look at the mirror? And Fu just said that he will go to the 'corresponding battlefield' to compete. What does that mean? Aren't they fighting here?"
She was very confused from the beginning. The open space surrounded by the seats of the six major immortal gates was empty, whether it was an arena facility or anything else. There was nothing at all. There was only a large open space, about the size of ten football fields. So if a mortal with poor eyesight came here, he couldn't even see the situation on the opposite side.
Tianxuan Yuanjun riding on the Dragon Ancestor in the sky seemed to have no intention of coming down. She was still hovering high in the thick clouds with lightning and thunder, like a god. Directly opposite the Canglan Sword Sect was the territory of the Tianqiong Sect. There was a shining divine light above the disciples of the Tianqiong Sect, and from time to time, phoenixes and other exotic beasts flew over their heads, casting spiritual light on the disciples as a blessing. The disciples were still wearing the shiny white long-sleeved robes with white headbands on their heads, as plain as mourning clothes. Each of them was a handsome man or a beautiful woman, with smooth and fair skin, black and dense hair, and no flaw on their bodies. Mysterious runes were painted on their foreheads with cinnabar, and they held their hands in front of their chests with seals. At their sides were floating various precious magic tools, and their whole bodies were glowing. Compared with the Canglan Sword Sect opposite, it seemed as if they were gods descended to the world, and they were not from the same world as them.
On the other hand, the Canglan Sword Sect, although they are also an immortal sect, due to the overly free sect atmosphere, from the sect master to the disciples, they do not look like an "immortal sect". Compared with immortal sects, they are more like wandering knights in the mortal world. The people of the Canglan Sword Sect are old and young, almost all ages. For example, Elder Mu Qing is of the same generation as Yu Lang and Guo Zichou. She is about 40 or 50 years old. Although cultivating immortals can delay aging and strengthen the body, her hair still has a few strands of gray and fine lines appear at the corners of her eyes. Mu Qing wears clean and tidy, but somewhat gray Canglan Sword Sect clothing. Her hands and feet are tied up for easy combat, and she carries her own exclusive sword on her back, which looks very cool. The other people in the Canglan Sword Sect are not much different from Elder Mu Qing in their dress. There are no mysterious and luxurious beasts or magic tools above and around them like the Tianqiong Sect. They only have their own swords and skills. The disciples of the Sword Sect sat together in groups of three or four with their friends, whispering to each other. An Ling and a few others were among them. She was discussing the opponents of this match with her friends.
"I am competing against the Yuehua Sect in this match. Senior Sister Shuang'er is competing against disciples of the Tianqiong Sect, just like Senior Brother Murong. Senior Brother Wu, you are..."
Wu Baiquan said with a painful expression: "Oh! Don't mention it, that's a stinky and tough bald guy! I practice fast sword, I don't know when I can wear his skin!"
Although Wu Baiquan and the other two are all disciples of Wu Yuanxiu, the consistent educational policy of Canglan Sword Sect is to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, so the skills assigned to them are different. Wu Baiquan is relatively agile, and he learned the light double sword, focusing on speed; Shao Shuang'er is very strong, she learned the edgeless heavy sword, emphasizing the use of force to break all methods. As long as she is given a chance to strike, she will have a great chance of winning; Murong Ziqiu is more traditional. He learned the flying sword technique with Wu Yuanxiu, and his main means of attack is flying sword. At most, he can control nine flying swords at the same time to attack the enemy from different directions.
These three people each have their own strengths, as well as their own weaknesses and shortcomings, but the clever thing is that they have a good relationship and often go on missions together. If the three of them can cooperate with each other and fight together, even An Ling will find it difficult. It's a pity that the Xianmen Conference only has individual competitions and no team competitions. What a pity.
Not long after the few of them discussed, Fu came back with a faint smile. She flicked her fingers towards the open space, and something that An Ling was particularly familiar with was "scattered" on the ground, spreading at a very fast speed, but was bound by the formation that had been set up in advance and was confined to a certain range.
"This is a fragment of a small world that can accommodate thousands of people at the same time. You can follow the guidance of Shui Jing and enter the corresponding venue to fight against each other. Unless someone admits defeat in person, the battle will not end until one side dies."
"The speed of time in the small world is different from that in the outside world. The Immortal Gate Conference will end today."
"Any other questions? If not..."
"Wait!" Abbot Fayan, who loved keeping silent, actually spoke up. He changed his usual style and said loudly: "The people from the six major immortal sects have not arrived yet! Are you deliberately ignoring the Seven Killing Sect?"
Hearing about the Seven Killing Sect, everyone present was shocked to varying degrees. Everyone knew that until now, there was a sect that had not shown up, and that was the most mysterious Seven Killing Sect. According to legend, their sect was established in a secret place that no one had ever been to. Except for the Immortal Sect Conference held every fifty years, they had almost never appeared in other places. They were so low-key that they were almost non-existent. However, because they showed too much strength at the conference, no one dared to propose to expel them from the group of "Six Major Immortal Sects", and they just muddled through the years. Several sect leaders had the idea of investigating the Seven Killing Sect, but each time the investigation was evaded by the sect leader of the Seven Killing Sect for various reasons, and it was not easy to directly tear their faces apart, so they had to let it go.
Now the highly respected Abbot Fayan actually mentioned the Seven Killing Sect, which made everyone feel a chill in their hearts. Originally everyone wanted to just let it go, letting them come or not, no one cared about them anyway, but Fayan dug up the matter again.
Luo Qinghuai is just crazy, he is not stupid. This question is too sensitive and he will not pay attention to the old monk. Luo Qinghuai folded his arms and looked at Tianxuan Yuanjun in the sky without saying a word, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth; there are no elders in Wan Yao Valley, so he is ignored directly; Yuehua Sect leader Ainofei sneered in a voice as hoarse as an old blower: "Seven Killing Sect, haha, they are the real smart people."; Tianxuan Yuanjun, who had the most say on the scene, was silent for a while, and said bluntly: "The meeting begins!" There was supreme majesty in her voice, and the faint voice spread throughout the Tianqiong Sect. All those under her rule should obey her orders.
Fa Yan wanted to say something, but was shocked to find that since some time ago, a cold and stinging sensation appeared on the back of his fragile neck. Tian Xuan's cold voice actually rang directly in his mind, making him completely unable to move!
"No talking." As soon as these words came out, Fa Yan's stiff body trembled. He opened his mouth slightly, but was horrified to find that he was just as Tian Xuan said, and he couldn't say a word! The calm expression he had maintained for decades finally collapsed. Fa Yan raised his head, and the emotion of "fear" finally appeared in him again.
Tianxuan, sitting on the head of Dragon Ancestor, raised her hands high up. Some unspeakable power spread from her body to every corner of Tianqiong Sect, taking control of the entire situation in her hands, and then, she clenched her palms tightly.
Before An Ling knew what had happened to Fa Yan, the broken stars behind her began to heat up, as if reminding her of something. And at the moment when Tian Xuan's power burst out, she suddenly felt a chill, and following her intuition, she looked up suddenly, just in time to meet Tian Xuan's gaze that was looking down from a very high distance.
An Ling felt like she was falling into an icy cave.