It turns out that it is the devil monk in this world who is causing trouble.

According to the discussions of fellow Taoists around, it is probably:

Two days ago, the magic giant gong teamed up to appear in the powerful Wangxian Valley, threw down a blood-handed stone tablet, and put down a war letter.

It is said that this time, it is better to make a competition between the two families of Taoist demons. There is no need to click until they reach the end, and they will bring the disciples of each family to show up later.

The head of Wangxian Valley, Wang Jixuan's personal master, Taoist Taiye sent an invitation letter, and the Zhengdao Sect responded one after another.

A large number of experts came here after leaving the seclusion.

In the eyes of the monks, the current world has always been the right way to overcome the devil.

Even if some magical geniuses are occasionally born and stir ups and downs in some areas, they will be suppressed by the strong accumulation of the righteous.

Where to accumulate?

Naturally, they are the masters of various Mahayana schools.

Except for the young reckless man six hundred years ago, most Mahayana masters will attack the heavenly tribulation in the second half of their life span and experience the beauty of the world more.

There have been rumors a few days ago that more than a dozen sects of the Demonic Way gathered together to conspire and plot against some conspiracy. All kinds of old demons appeared one after another, as if they were going to make a big deal.

Unexpectedly, they chose the powerful Wangxian Valley to start first.

The righteous sect and the enemy's aura were met with one hundred responses, and a large number of righteous sect monks flocked to the scene, and more than a dozen masters of the righteous sects were present.

but.

After hearing this, Wang Jixuan felt a little bad in his heart.

There must be someone behind this demonic path!

Are they jumping out and causing trouble?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

This must be the leader of the Secret Sect, which allowed the local demon sect to jump out first and gradually trigger a war between the righteous and the demons, and then they appeared and swept the world.

According to Mudan's inspection, the secret sect was still gathering personnel, and Wang Jixuan did not expect the other party to take action so early.

How to avoid this?

Or, how to counterattack the underworld?

Wang Jixuan kept thinking with his hands behind his back, frowned slightly and had a serious expression.

Emina, on the side, didn't care, admired the scenery of clouds and seas everywhere, and felt the spectacular gathering of thousands of monks above.

Murong Zheng hurriedly returned, stood on the treasure ship and bowed to Wang Jixuan, and said quickly that Wang Jixuan had discovered something.

Murong Zhengyi whispered, "Senior, I never thought that the Demon Sect would come to attack!"

"This is my purpose here, reminding them that the Demon Sect is going to cause trouble."

Wang Jixuan shook his head:

"I never thought that I was half a step late - it would be fine. Come here normally to watch the ceremony first, I will hide under the name of your Murong family.

"As long as those people from the devil come to make trouble later, if the righteous path fails, I will help you."

Murong Zheng was very touched at first sight.

He seemed to have a great spirit, holding his head up and chest out, and Zheng's head was pressed down. His voice could be lowered, but his expression could not hide his excitement: "I would like to offer Yingying's light! I will ask my father to send the clan masters here!"

After saying that, Murong Zhengyi took out the jade talisman to send a message, wrote down a few lines of large characters, and threw the jade talisman into the sky.

The jade talisman turned into a beam of light and escaped at an extremely fast speed.

"Senior, please go and find the fairies received by Wangxian Valley, and ask them to arrange a front stand for us."

"Well, let's call Uncle Master, don't expose it."

"yes."

Master Wang has a good sense of Murong Zhengyi.

The other party understands the rules and knows how to advance and retreat, and has a passion. The young man's spirit and the sense of justice that the righteous monks should have, meet perfectly in him.

The so-called stands are actually the cliff tops on the north and south sides of the canyon.

Hundreds of small gimbals have been placed here, each gimbal can accommodate several people and more than a dozen people sit together.

Those who can get on the cloud must be well-known and righteous cultivation.

Later, a huge stand will rise from the valley and be level with the cliff tops on both sides. The disciple competition will be held in this stand.

According to the practice of the world of practice, there will be many casual cultivators who will move forward on the day of the Great Praise. If you have the realm of golden elixir, you can also go to the back of the stand to watch the ceremony.

Most of the disciples of these sects compete for every ten or twenty years. It is an excellent opportunity to show the strength of the sect and show the style of the sect. If the disciples participating in the competition have amazing talents, they can take advantage of it.

This opportunity became famous.

For example, the king of Taoism back then.

The corner of the first row of gimbals.

Wang Jixuan sat in the soft collapse, Emina and Gao Huating sat opposite each other in the corner of the Yuntai, and Murong Zhengyi and the two beautiful ladies he brought were sitting beside him.

Men sit cross-legged, and women sit kneeling.

Wang Jixuan looked at the scene in front of him and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

At the beginning, he was in a similar scene. The audience did not have as many disciples today. However, under the witness of all the experts, he fought to the last stage with one sword. At the age of sixteen

He was defeated by a senior sister in her thirties.

The main reason was that when my brain was hot, I used various Taoism methods and didn’t know how to save magic power.

He was also famous all over the world at that time.

Later, he had no chance to participate in the competition.

Because at the age of twenty-six, he was already a high-level deacon in the sect, and his cultivation level was too high, exceeding the requirements of the disciple competition, so he had no choice but to become the referee.

Daozheng Wang slowly closed his eyes.

The spirit travels to Taixu, is free and free, and the three realms of heaven and earth, follow me and go!

An extremely faint phantom flew out from his eyebrows.

The phantom floated forward and easily entered the mountain wall next to it without attracting anyone's attention.

When Murong Zheng saw Wang Jixuan closing his eyes and meditating, he didn't dare to disturb him. He began to talk to some children of aristocratic families about how to act in the future, and hugged each other in an emergency, etc.

Let’s talk about the fact that Dao Wang had a wisp of soul that left his body and entered the mountain protection formation in Wangxian Valley with familiarity.

Wangxian Valley is different from other immortal sects. The higher the cultivation level, the higher the living;

Most of the elders of Wangxian Valley have their own courtyards in the valley. Only disciples, deacons, and external servants will live in the attics and caves on all sides of the cliffs.

The whole valley is green;

Six hundred years have passed and no changes have occurred.

Wang Jixuan's wisp of soul passed through the fourth level of formation and had already arrived at the inner gate of Wangxian Valley.

You can see young disciples who are preparing for the final preparations for the competition in various courtyards. When you look up, you can see the deacons flying around and decking the arena.

Wang Jixuan noticed dozens of powerful auras, right in the middle of the valley.

There is a majestic hall with doors on all sides, where half of the masters of the righteous path gathered here, sat at seven or eight tables, and sat on the way, having a banquet and laughing.

Wang Jixuan's soul stopped outside the hall and did not dare to enter easily.

He observed carefully.

An old Taoist woman with a young face and a fairy-like appearance was very leisurely, either drinking and having fun, or drinking tea and chatting.

They do not know the secret sect, nor do they know that the way of heaven has extended its tentacles to this beard realm. The right way itself is too strong than the way of demons, so it is reasonable to be so relaxed.

Wang Jixuan saw the old man sitting on the main seat, his eyes flashed slightly.

Master is already old.

After the master died, the master was always taking care of himself. If the master had not withstood the pressure on him, the elders would not have easily let themselves try the heavenly tribulation.

My master is now a master in the late stage of the Tribulation Realm. He is not far from the Mahayana, but his life span seems to be a little unsustainable.

If you cannot enter the Mahayana and try to break through that heavenly tribulation, it will probably be a great regret for the head master.’

However, if you practice Taoism, it is a little bit worse than it is, and it is difficult to restore the magic medicine.

The master and uncle sat at the table all the righteous way.

There are old monks with eyebrows that are over shoulder, there are fairies who are cold and frosty, and there are old begs who are not particular about writing;

The two Mahayana Elders in Wangxian Valley and the four Elders in the Tribulation Realm are all accompanying each other, one table at a time, responsible for greetings, receiving conversations, and enlivening the atmosphere.

The elders of Hope Immortal Valley are constantly moving in with fine wine and delicacies, and the tables are rotated,

Seeing them like this, they can't finish eating for a few days or nights.'

"The bad habits in the world of Taoism."
To be continued...