Trial Valley, southeast side.
At this time.
Many fellow disciples who knew each other gathered together in twos and threes. Of course, there were also many monks who were alone.
Among them, most of the monks looked worried at this moment, as if they were worried about their future, including those precious disciples under the Foundation Establishment Realm Martial Uncle.
Of course, there are also monks who have calm faces and relaxed expressions, lying leisurely on the grass, as if they are on vacation.
There is also Cold Fairy who is like an ice sculpture, sitting cross-legged on the ground with no expression on her face, as if all the disciples around her owe her Spirit Stone.
Not long after.
A fat man full of blessings came over. At this moment, Jiang Fugui no longer had his usual cheerful look, but came over with a worried look.
"Junior Brother Cheng."
Jiang Fugui said hello in a low voice, came to Cheng Buzheng, and sat down on the grass.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng didn't ask him why he came to participate in the trial.
There are only two points. First, his cousin has run out of Foundation Establishment pills, and there is no extra Foundation Establishment pills.
The second reason is that even for the Foundation Establishment Realm monks, it is very difficult to obtain a Foundation Establishment Realm pill.
What's more, after this trial, Secret Realm will not be opened again until sixty years later, and the number of Foundation Establishment pills in the sect is also in short supply.
After all, Foundation Establishment Pills are strategic resources, especially in this difficult time, every Foundation Establishment Pill in the sect needs to be carefully budgeted.
At the same time, Cheng Buzheng did not comfort him. After all, he had to participate in the trial, so what qualifications did he have to comfort others.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng said nothing, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and waited quietly.
The next day.
In the early morning, under the arrangements of several Martial Uncles, many disciples lined up neatly, waiting for the arrival of other Immortal Sects.
After two full hours, still no one was seen.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng frowned, and after looking around, he saw that many disciples looked a little ugly, but none of the monks spoke, which was the case for many disciples in the city.
What's more, there is Martial Uncle next to him. Even among the five Foundation Establishment Realm Martial Uncle, one of them, Martial Uncle, doesn't look very good-looking.
suddenly.
There was a slight commotion in the neat team, and many monks looked into the distance.
In response to this, Cheng Buzheng also subconsciously followed everyone's gaze and looked into the distance.
I saw a black spot approaching quickly in the distance. When Cheng Buzheng could see it clearly, I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
After the black spot was enlarged, it revealed a huge palace, unusually luxurious and solemn, like a fairy palace in the sky, exuding a hazy spiritual light.
And many disciples couldn't help but start talking one after another.
See this.
"Quiet!"
One Black Robe Foundation Establishment Realm Martial Uncle couldn't help but said:
"This is Flying Immortal Palace from the North Azure Sect, don't make a fuss, it will disgrace our White Cloud Sect!"
At the end of the sentence, Martial Uncle couldn't help but snorted coldly.
But the effect was surprisingly good, and there was no more talk about it.
However.
Cheng Buzheng saw some monks whose lips moved slightly, as if they were using telephony.
It can be seen that this scene has a relatively large impact on the monks of the White Cloud Sect.
Not long after.
The fairy palace with its celestial spirit is suspended in the sky above Trial Valley.
Immediately.
A well-dressed man who seemed to be middle-aged walked out of the Immortal Palace and was suspended in mid-air.
Then, several Foundation Establishment Realm monks walked out of the Immortal Palace. Under the leadership of these people, many disciples filed out and flew towards the northeast direction of Trial Valley.
See this.
The middle-aged man in strong clothing stretched out his hand to hold it. The huge Flying Immortal Palace in front of him quickly became smaller. When it came into his hand, it was only the size of a palm, and he immediately put it into a golden storage bag.
Immediately.
That Middle-aged Man turned into a ray of light and flew towards Grandmaster Huang who was sitting cross-legged on the mountainside with his eyes closed and meditating.
At the same time.
Grandmaster Huang's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, looking at the flying Middle-aged Man with a smile.
Lean less.
Middle-aged Man stood in the air, cupping his fists at Grandmaster Huang:
"This time White Cloud Sect is Daoist Huang again, you are leading the team!"
"Fuyouzi, you are so polite!"
Hear the words.
Grandmaster Huang smiled slightly, bowed and said:
"I didn't participate in the last Golden Core Celebration Banquet, fellow Daoist, I hope fellow Daoist won't be offended!"
"Some trivial things are not worth mentioning!"
Fuyouzi shook his head and said:
"Now it's the last trial before Secret Realm is closed!"
"Last time, during the trial before Secret Realm was closed, my Immortal Sect disciples suffered a surprise attack from the Demonic Sect disciples. All major Immortal Sects also suffered heavy losses!"
"Now, we can take precautions in advance this time!"
"We are all Jin Kingdom Three Great Immortal Sects, so we should be united to fight against the Devil Dao Sect!"
Hear the words.
Grandmaster Huang nodded slightly and responded:
"Yes, this is a good statement. You and I both belong to the Immortal Dao Alliance, so it should be so!"
"However, you also know that once you enter Secret Realm, we have no control over what those juniors do!"
"Fellow Daoist, may I have a good idea?"
Finally, Grandmaster Huang looked at Fuyouzi, as if hoping he could come up with a plan.
"How about a heavy reward?"
Fuyouzi smiled and said:
"I am a poor man, I believe that those juniors will definitely kill the devil bravely and destroy Demonic Sect's vitality."
"Based on the last collected Demonic Sect Identity Token, the greater the quantity, the greater the reward."
"Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"
"Yes!"
Grandmaster Huang responded with a smile. He absolutely did not believe that Fuyouzi came for such a trivial matter and had other purposes.
As expected.
"Great kindness!"
Fuyouzi smiled and then continued:
"There are a total of eleven immortal sects coming to participate in the trial. How about each of the major immortal sects giving a small prize to the one that kills the most demon disciples?"
After saying that, Fuyouzi looked indifferent and looked at Grandmaster Huang calmly.
Hear the words.
Grandmaster Huang frowned and said slowly:
"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid this requires the consent of other Immortal Sect before it can be counted!"
At the same time, Grandmaster Huang was wondering in his mind what trump cards North Azure Sect had to ensure that his disciples could achieve excellent results. However, due to his face, Grandmaster Huang had to agree to this approach.
After all, they are all Immortal Sect under the Immortal Dao Alliance, and it is their duty to kill the opposing Demonic Sect disciples, at least on the surface.
Although it is often just a show, superficial work still needs to be done.
After hearing this, Fuyouzi laughed and said:
"Fellow Daoist, since I have said this, I will take it as your promise!"
"Later, Pindao and other major Immortal Sect team leaders will arrive to discuss it in detail."
"Pindao, I'll take my leave now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fuyouzi turned into a spiritual light and flew to the northeast of Trial Canyon.
Grandmaster Huang, who was sitting cross-legged on the mountainside, looked at Fuyouzi's back and murmured in his heart:
"As expected of the hypocrite North Azure Sect, Fuyouzi!"
Immediately, Grandmaster Huang closed his eyes and meditated with peace of mind, thinking that they were just some second-level spiritual objects.
Regarding this.
He didn't take it to heart.