Chapter 737: A Moment of Beauty

There are many fairies on Tianxiang Peak, but there is only one old fairy, and it must be him!

Immediately, he took out a golden post and held it in his hand. He stood in the distance and gave a long bow. Then he walked up with a smile on his face and said loudly: "This old immortal, are you a coward?"

"Your mother!"

Li Congxin, who was walking here, slapped him in the air from forty meters away and shouted out.

"ah--"

The man who had just climbed Tianxiang Peak was shouted down the mountain like a kite with its string cut off, and he was in a mess in the strong wind.

The person flew away, but the sticker was still floating freely in the air.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry."

The big white goose reminded him earnestly, and sighed helplessly: "Hey! Old man, not only are you not feeling better, but your violent tendencies are getting more and more serious!"

"If it weren't for your Sabi system, would I be as ungrateful as I am now?"

Li Congxin looked reasonable, but instead angrily scolded: "It's all your fault."

"Uh uh uh."

The big white goose tilted its neck back and let out a long laugh: "I, Shabi, and you, Shabi, together are like a one-on-two comparison. Uh-huh, isn't this a perfect match?"

"Get lost."

Li Congxin sent it away from his sight with a kick. This guy was serious for less than three seconds, so he didn't get any respect from him.

"I've obviously never been timid, so why did I give in? I'm so stupid, but I'm still giving in to Chengzu?"

"Who gave me these damn nicknames? If I find out, I will beat the crap out of him."

Li Congxin cursed, with a look of displeasure on his face: "Who is it? You came here to sleep with my disciple, what the hell?"

"Huh?"

He stretched out a hand, and at this moment, the post floating in the air fell into his hand.

It is an invitation card with a golden surface and a dragon pattern on it. This invitation is from the royal family.

In the land of Qingzhou, in addition to many sects of cultivation, there is also a huge force, and that is the Qingyun Dynasty.

The Qingyun Dynasty was in charge of nearly 100 billion people in Qingzhou, which was three million miles away. To the people, it was a huge and prosperous dynasty.

Of course, for a dynasty to be able to stand for a long time, in addition to its own strong strength, it must also have spiritual forces to back it up. Therefore, the Qingyun Dynasty has always had contacts with the most powerful sects in Qingzhou. In order to maintain the relationship, they will meet every year Contribute a large amount of cultivation resources to several sects.

The largest practicing sect in Qingzhou: Tiandao Sect and Divine Sword Palace.

In addition, there are some sects called evil heretics, such as Hehuan Sect and Soul Sacrifice Sect.

As for the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, in the eyes of the world, it has always been oscillating between the evil heretics and the orthodox immortality. However, because the overall strength is strong enough, the Qingyun Dynasty has never stopped paying tribute.

After opening the invitation and looking at it, Li Congxin, who was unhappy, suddenly showed a happy expression and said with a smile: "I was planning to recruit a disciple, isn't it coming now?"

"Gah?"

The big white goose came back to him at some point, and stretched out its neck for more than a meter: "Let me take a look."

Li Congxin raised his hand: "Isn't God aware of the system?"

“But I just like that human touch.”

Following Li Congxin's too-high hand, the big white goose's neck stretched another half meter.

boom!

Li Congxin kicked him again.

The general meaning of the post is: The daughter of Emperor Yu of the Qingyun Dynasty has the appearance of a genius, and is also gifted with the Holy Fire Spirit Root that is rare to see in ten thousand years. This girl wants to step into the immortal gate and wants to find a famous teacher.

Talent is divided into raw jade, good talent, excellence, excellence, genius, and extraordinary.

Spiritual roots are divided into low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, top-grade, heaven-grade, and holy-grade.

Possessing the Holy Fire Spiritual Root, coupled with the appearance of a genius, this situation can be said to be extremely rare. A dynasty princess, and also a big benefactor with a lot of resources. In such a situation, if you want to join a sect, there is no doubt that you will be competed by the world's cultivation sects, snatched back and cherished as a treasure.

But their requirements must be very high.

The master she wants to worship must be the most virtuous, prestigious, and powerful immortal cultivator in Qingzhou.

After all, the princess of the dynasty, with her genius and holy fire spiritual roots, has the confidence to become a disciple.

The reason is that Li Congxin received the invitation.

Of course, Li Congxin may not be the only one who received the message. After all, Qingzhou is a land of three million miles.

This greeting card was personally written by Zhao Tianyu, the leader of the Qingyun Dynasty. Although the words in it are confident, the words are quite humble. It can be seen that even in his heart, the lofty status of a strong man like Li Congxin is not Not to be offended.

"Saint-grade spiritual roots are amazing. All four of my disciples have holy-grade spiritual roots."

"That's what a genius looks like. All of my disciples now have extraordinary looks."

Li Congxin squinted at the invitation, but did not throw it away. He decided to go down the mountain and visit the imperial city.

They all have to recruit disciples anyway.

As for Li Congxin's criteria for accepting disciples, it does not depend on the level of talent or the strength of spiritual roots. Just like his name, everything is up to him.

It only depends on fate and whether it suits him or not.

The second day.

Ten Thousand Demons Sect Square.

"Today's battle between Fairy Jingxue and Luo Badao, whoever wins will be the leader of my Ten Thousand Demons Sect. Old Wang, who do you think has a greater chance of winning?"

"It should be Luo Badao. Among the peak masters of the Seventy-two Peaks, he has always been the strongest. To be precise, he has always been the strongest among the normal cultivators except monsters."

"That may not be the case. Fairy Jingxue is now Senior Li's disciple."

"It's not Senior Li who did it. She has only been a disciple for one day. Even if she has received guidance from Senior Li and her state of mind has improved, she can't improve her cultivation by a hundred years in one day, right?"

"That's right. I am convinced that Luo Badao should be the leader. He has extraordinary talent and high comprehension. He is also a cultivation maniac. Given time, his achievements will definitely surpass Lei Aotian and Xuanyuan Shenmo, and he can still maintain the status of my Wanmo Sect."

"I still hope that Fairy Jingxue will be the leader. He is now Senior Li's disciple. If she becomes the leader, Senior Li will be the ancestor of my Wanmo Sect. The status of the Wanmo Sect will be different now!"

"Even if Luo Badao becomes the leader, Senior Li will not abandon us, right? Now, he is still a member of the Wanmo Sect..."

Early in the morning, the leaders of each peak and many disciples have gathered here.

In the center of the square, Luo Badao, wearing a standing collar windbreaker and with his hair standing upright, stood with his hands folded across his chest. He lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes slightly, and looked calm and indifferent.

In front of him stood a long sword.

Suddenly, all the cultivators in the square shuddered, feeling the chill in the space.

Looking up, snowflakes were floating all over the sky on a hot summer day.

In the flying snow, a graceful woman fell from the sky, and as she descended, the snowflakes all made way.

In the void, the white skirt on her slender body was lightly dragged, and the light gauze on her white wrists was flying, beautiful and unworldly, slender but not weak, as if a fairy had descended to the earth, stunning beyond description.

This scene was really not a human scene, and everyone couldn't help but look dazed.

Then, everyone's expression was lifted again.

"Bai Mengyan is here."

At the same time, everyone was surprised. Today's Bai Mengyan seemed to be a little different from usual. Her temperament was more extraordinary. Whether it was her bones, skin or charm, she was more charming.

The whole person was more beautiful.

At this moment, Bai Mengyan seemed to have transformed into a real Jingxue Fairy!

"How is it possible!"

The beard of the golden dragon fish, who was specially used to test the talents of the disciples, trembled and exclaimed: "When did she become a holy ice spirit root!"

The old eyes were filled with tears, and he cried out to the sky again: "Damn God, why don't I have this fate!"

"Bai Mengyan, you seem to be stronger."

At this time, Luo Badao slowly raised his head and said coldly: "But compared with me, you are still far behind." He pointed his finger at Bai Mengyan, and as he released his true power, buzzing--

The sword standing in front of him rushed out with a strong aura, and the force wave pushed forward, Duang~, Duang~, Duang~, turning into a magnificent sword intent that was bigger than the other.

In the square, two people stood facing each other, with three huge sword intentions blocking between them. For a moment, the whole square was filled with a chilling aura.

Luo Badao forced his intention: "Middle sword, big sword, super big sword, it's up to you."

Crack, crack, crack--

At this time, the ground was freezing rapidly.

In the void, the flying snow had turned into frost all over the sky.

In this frost, everyone felt that their whole body was instantly solidified and frozen, and their bodies could not move at all.

Like frost covering the sky, the whole body was frozen.

Everyone was shocked. What kind of skill is this? How can it be so powerful! At this moment, if anyone wants to kill them, they can only let themselves be slaughtered.

Soon, even the three huge sword intentions were directly frozen into entities and solidified.

"Defeat you, just one finger is enough."

A cold voice like the wind blowing jade shattered sounded, and Bai Mengyan, who was wearing light clothes, did not move. She raised her white wrist with a few feet of smoke and light gauze and extended a finger.

Suddenly.

Boom——

A beautiful fairy shadow separated from her body, like flying catkins in the wind, duckweed sent by water, the more it moved forward, the more magnificent it became, as if it passed through endless beauty in an instant, bang! bang! bang! Instantly smashed the sword, the big sword, and the super big sword.

When it arrived in front of Luo Badao, it had turned into a peerless exiled fairy who had appeared ten thousand years ago, and hit Luo Badao's chest with one finger.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Luo Badao flew backwards like a piece of thin paper in the wind, and instantly disappeared into a small black dot after a thousand meters, ten thousand meters.

Everyone was shocked on the spot.

For a while, they looked at Bai Mengyan with a terrifying look, as if they were looking at gods and ghosts.

"Hiss!"

After a moment, everyone took a deep breath as if they woke up from shock.

The old guy said that it only took one day to beat Luo Badao to shit, and it really wasn't nonsense!

Powerful!

Terrible!

It was so terrifying!