Chapter 142 Iron Adamantite Spirit Finding Talisman

Standing next to Qingyimen, the disciple of Jindaobao, who was dressed in yellow clothes and a golden knife embroidered on his left chest, whispered to each other immediately: "If you see it, it is Xuantianmen. Their head is today's Qi. king."

　　 "Really, isn't the Southern Qi country theirs?"

　　 A disciple of Jindaobao, who was in his twenties and was shocked, asked with surprise and envy.

The disciple of the Golden Sword who provoked the conversation had more bones than meat on his face and a mole on his chin with an unpredictable smile: "Brother Kui, you don’t know about it, Brother Xu, I will travel around the world, Xiu Because I didn't go up, I saw that the sword grew a lot.

There are many cultivating schools in the Southern Qi and Eastern Chu states. Even the demon cultivators also have major schools, and they can control some mortals by the Xuantianmen. The major schools like us have their own power in the mortal world. It just sells face to them Xuantian faction.

　　Nuo, I heard that their Xuantian faction contributes the least in the process of joint refining and building the foundation, but they have the same right to seek alchemy as ours. "

As soon as I heard that Xuantian sent the least output, but enjoyed the same right of seeking alchemy as other cultivation schools, the disciples of the Jindaomen next to him had a lot of discussions, and even the disciples of Qingyimen, after hearing these discussions, Also began to whisper.

　　 While the long-faced monk who led the Golden Sword Gate and the Taoist Wu Cang who led the Qingyi Gate had a lot of discussions about the disciples underneath, they ignored them, and looked at the black beads galloping towards the sky, also showing disdain.

　　 The seven huge black beads stopped in front of everyone, and among each of the black beads, several monks descended.

　　 Strange thing, why didn't Ma Huang come to lead the team this time?

　　 Qian Xing did not find his old opponent, but was unexpectedly attracted by a colored monk.

　　 This colored monk is tall and thin, with a rain hat on his head, and a pair of gloomy cold and electric eagle eyes, showing a cruel smile. His thin cheeks did not show four or two flesh, and the extremely short goatee was still pitch black. It was clear that he was still young, his pale face looked like a zombie who had just crawled out of a corpse, and his left hand held a golden golden bell.

　　 The cultivation base of this person is obviously lower than the eleventh congenital level, at most only the cultivation base of the tenth congenital level, and his skill is even lower than Qian Xing. However, he gave Qian Xing a very dangerous feeling!

Huh? How does this person feel the same as Ma Huang? Obviously the cultivation base is lower than mine?

　　 Qian Xing frowned tightly!

　　 "The Five Poison Gate! The monk of the Five Poison Gate!"

　　 Among the more than one hundred monks who have come to the scene, a dozen shouts of surprise and fear erupted. Among them was the thin monk with a mole on his jaw.

　　 "Senior Brother Xu, is it the Five Poison Sect in the wild land of southern Xinjiang? Why did they take refuge in the King of Nanqi!"

　　 As soon as the stunned brother Kui heard the words of the brother surnamed Xu, there was a hint of fear in his words.

　　 "That monk does not necessarily represent the Five Poison Sect, anyway, Junior Brother Kuai, this time you will contact me as soon as you go in. We senior brothers must hug each other and don't provoke this person."

The stunned Junior Brother Kwai and the few disciples of the Golden Sword Sect hurriedly nodded their heads. At the beginning, they dismissed the alliance proposal made by the boss, Senior Brother Xu, for fear that they would steal the opportunity to build their foundation with these old people. The monk at the door was frightened, and quickly agreed to the joint terms with the 40-year-old Brother Xu.

　　 Drink, this guy is a cultivator from the Five Poison Sect, and he seems to be using poison too. Maybe you have to compete with this guy to see whose poison works.

　　 No wonder I had that feeling just now, it is more dangerous to use poison.

　　 Qian Xing immediately found a reason for what he felt just now, Dandingmen's Ten Thousand-Star Foreign Object Aspiration was not covered, he was completely confident of victory.

　　 As for what kind of school the Five Poison Sect is, and what are its characteristics, I'm sorry, Qian Xing has been in the Qingyi Sect for several months, and he has been too busy practicing Taoism. How can I care about these things?

　　 However, the cultivator of the Tianxuan Clan, after cutting the **** beads, suddenly swept towards the Qingyi Clan, intentionally or unconsciously.

　　 And that tall and thin colored monk, with a pair of cold eyes, stayed on Qian Xing for several seconds.

　　 This look is like the compound eyes of the huge blue two-horned centipede cow that Qian Xing had grasped.

　　 Hey, Ma Huang's feelings are not dead. Arrange your fellow to deal with me.

　　 Old Qian did not hesitate to return a provocative look in the past, and the little finger of his right hand was pointed at the colored monk!

　　 This is a standard contempt action in Bailu City, which means that you are like a little finger, a small one.

　　 Monk Caiyi was obviously irritated, and his ferocious eyes flashed in his eyes.

　　 Until the front of the brigade ~lightnovelpub.net~ Someone shouted: "Vote for Dan! Vote for Dan, disciples of all factions, come forward!"

　　 Eleven representatives from various factions floated up and stood in the air in front of the monks of various factions.

　　 One of the monks in the blue robe-foundation stage was holding a three-foot white jade plate with more than twenty iron-gray hexagons on it, the size of a baby's fist.

　　 An old monk in the Earth Flame Palace, holding another sapphire plate in his hand, on which more than two hundred talismans are stacked.

　　 "Boys! Good luck for you this year, there are twenty-nine Jidan!"

　　 The bearded monk in blue robe sounds like a bell.

　　 Nearly two hundred monks who were going to take part in the trial of seeking alchemy suddenly buzzed, exclaimed.

　　I heard from my colleagues who have participated in the trial of seeking alchemy. In the past forty years, the trial of seeking alchemy has been conducted once every five years, and the number of basic alchemies built was only 23. This year, there were 29 at once.

　　 There are less than two hundred monks present, and on average, there is one for every seven monks. How can you not make these monks feel hot.

　　 The blue-robed monk looked around, very satisfied with the effect of his words.

"These twenty-nine Jidans are sealed in these twenty-nine pieces of iron fine gold. Each piece of iron fine gold contains a charm jointly made by our eleven. As long as you hold this piece of spirit-seeking talisman, it is close to the iron spirit. Within two feet of gold, you can feel the location of the iron fine gold!

　　 After I drop Zhujidan into the forbidden area, it will be up to you guys! "

　　 After finishing the rules of the trial of seeking alchemy, the blue-robed monk turned around and shouted, "Prohibit, cast pill!"

　　 Various brilliance masterpieces, eleven representative monks of various factions sacrificed their magic weapons, thinking of attacking a place on the hard and brilliance cliff.