Looking at this scene, Pei Ling was surprised, what is Senior Fuqiong doing?
Origin is more important than becoming an immortal?
Well... forget it.
This is very good for him. In the next quota allocation, he does not have to waste time arguing with the other eight sects.
So Pei Ling nodded, then looked at Master Fengyi of Wushi Villa and asked: Senior ‘Yingyi’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
When he was discussing the Tao in Wushi Villa, Master Wangyi had deeply deduced the illusion with him... Now this opportunity to become an immortal is naturally to give priority to the other party.
Hearing this, Wang Yi shook his head immediately and said lightly: I am the Immortal Emperor of the Upper Realm. Returning to the Upper Realm is as simple as eating and drinking water.
The reason why I have to pass the Fusheng chess game now is just to hone my mood in the end.
This first batch of places will be given to those low-level immortals who are foolish in nature, have no way to see through the true nature of the illusion.
Pei Ling was slightly stunned, but when he thought of the style of Wushi Villa, he didn't feel strange.
Anyway, no matter what, he can use immortal arts that violate the will of heaven to bring the other party to his side...
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Su Zhentian’s ancestor Kong Meng, who is now his person.
When they were in Yousu Tomb, the two discussed the Tao together, especially the question of who would give out more incarnations, and there was a dispute...
After his thoughts were turned, Pei Ling asked: Senior ‘Kongmeng’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
Kong Meng nodded slightly and said: OK.
Seeing that Master Kong Meng agreed, Pei Ling felt relieved and had arranged his own people, and the next step was to officially allocate the quota.
When he came this time, he heard Fuqiong say that in addition to Master Yao Qingying, there are three Mahayana in the sixty-four kalpas.
They are Chuiyu in Wushi Villa, Xiangzai in Jiuyi Mountain, and Gu Miao in Hanan Sword Sect.
The first batch of entrants had to bring all three of them with them. This is a rule passed down since ancient times...
Survival of the fittest, the strong are respected!
No matter whether the chess game is good or bad, the strongest monks are the first to enter the game!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling looked at the ancestor of Chuiyu in Wushi Villa and immediately said: Senior ‘Chuiyu’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
Chuiyu's white clothes fluttered, he smiled and nodded and said: Yes!
Pei Ling nodded, then looked at the ancestor Xiangzai in Jiuyi Mountain and asked: Senior ‘Xiangzai’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
Xiang Zai's face was calm and nodded and said: Good.
Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling continued to look at the Mahayana headed by Han An Sword Sect. This was the first time he had seen this senior.
He looks like middle-aged, with starry eyes, and slightly white hair. He is quite heroic in his heroic clothes, soap boots, and a light green sword sheath on his back. His breath is completely restrained, and there is no sword intent coming out.
Only deep in the pupils of both eyes, there was a clear sword light that was faint, and the sharpness was hidden while looking around.
It is the sixty-four kalpas of the ancestor Gu Miao.
Pei Ling said: Senior ‘Gu Miao’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
Gu Miao said: Yes.
Pei Ling nodded slightly, and the quota of five people had already occupied, and there were three seats besides himself.
So he immediately turned to the death and disaster of Yousu Tomb. At that time, his immortal path was obtained from Yousu Tomb.These two taboos have a lot of cause and effect between him...
When his thoughts changed, Pei Ling immediately said: Two seniors, are you willing to join the game with the younger generation?
Dead nodded and said: Yes.
The disaster shook his head and said coldly: I will not enter the game for the time being, so I will be the observer first.
Seeing that the two taboos agreed and the other refused, it seemed that they had already agreed to it, Pei Ling was slightly surprised.
However, he didn't take it seriously, and then looked at the Long Bo King Zhan and the three demon clans, saying: The chess game of Fusheng is a very dangerous game.
There is no turning back arrow when the bow is drawn.
I can guarantee that you can be safe and sound before entering the Fusheng chess game.
But there is no guarantee that everything will happen after the game is started.
If the four people want to quit now, they still have time.
I can wash away your memories and pretend that nothing happened.
Hearing this, Long Bo immediately shook his head and said with a roar of thunder: I haven’t had much time left.
Even though this chess game is a sign of great danger, I will never give up!
The five tails are lined up like a screen, and the leopard-like monster beast ferociously said in a deep voice: The Qingyao Demon Clan is the bloodline of the prehistoric world, and will never retreat!
Fei looked at Pei Ling alone and said: Since we are here, we have decided!
The snake raised its head and hissed: Give it a quota!
Seeing this, Pei Ling didn't say anything more and immediately asked: Senior Long, would you like to join me?
The King of Long Bo said without hesitation: Yes!
Only the last place is left, Pei Ling then said: Zheng, are you willing to join me?
Zheng was immediately delighted!
This game is very good. The sooner you enter the game, the greater the possibility of becoming an immortal!
I thought Pei Ling would allocate the first batch of places to the nine human sects, but I didn’t expect that he would even give one to the demon clan!
Zheng naturally wouldn't miss such a once-in-a-lifetime good thing, and immediately said: Yes!
After the quota allocation was completed, Pei Ling looked at the Nine Sects Mahayana, and saw that no one raised any questions, he immediately announced: Then, the first batch of followers of the immortal road to join the game were Senior "Huaihou", Senior "Kongmeng", Senior "Chuiyu", Senior "Xiangzai", Senior "Gu Miao", Senior "Dead", Senior Long Bo and Zheng.
From now on, within three days, it will be the last preparation time before entering the game.
Three days later, enter the floating habitat!
During these three days, you can't go anywhere!
The three-day preparation time is for the monks of the Nine Sects to master the immortal arts they just obtained and the prehistoric language.
However, in order to prevent the leakage of information from the upper realm, it causes changes in the number of air between heaven and earth, causing variables in the floating chess game.
Therefore, no Mahayana can leave!
Of course, this is mainly to guard against foreign races such as demon clans, alien clans, although these foreign races have not heard any truly useful news...
All monks nodded: Yes.
Pei Ling's sleeves flicked, and the thick mist of the dark sky rushed out in an instant, like a flood that broke through the dam, and in a blink of an eye it filled the entire Lanke City.
Wherever darkness goes, all means of communication with the outside world will be useless.
Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling took out a gorgeous blood sedan chair and walked into it, ignoring the outside world.
Origin is more important than becoming an immortal?
Well... forget it.
This is very good for him. In the next quota allocation, he does not have to waste time arguing with the other eight sects.
So Pei Ling nodded, then looked at Master Fengyi of Wushi Villa and asked: Senior ‘Yingyi’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
When he was discussing the Tao in Wushi Villa, Master Wangyi had deeply deduced the illusion with him... Now this opportunity to become an immortal is naturally to give priority to the other party.
Hearing this, Wang Yi shook his head immediately and said lightly: I am the Immortal Emperor of the Upper Realm. Returning to the Upper Realm is as simple as eating and drinking water.
The reason why I have to pass the Fusheng chess game now is just to hone my mood in the end.
This first batch of places will be given to those low-level immortals who are foolish in nature, have no way to see through the true nature of the illusion.
Pei Ling was slightly stunned, but when he thought of the style of Wushi Villa, he didn't feel strange.
Anyway, no matter what, he can use immortal arts that violate the will of heaven to bring the other party to his side...
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Su Zhentian’s ancestor Kong Meng, who is now his person.
When they were in Yousu Tomb, the two discussed the Tao together, especially the question of who would give out more incarnations, and there was a dispute...
After his thoughts were turned, Pei Ling asked: Senior ‘Kongmeng’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
Kong Meng nodded slightly and said: OK.
Seeing that Master Kong Meng agreed, Pei Ling felt relieved and had arranged his own people, and the next step was to officially allocate the quota.
When he came this time, he heard Fuqiong say that in addition to Master Yao Qingying, there are three Mahayana in the sixty-four kalpas.
They are Chuiyu in Wushi Villa, Xiangzai in Jiuyi Mountain, and Gu Miao in Hanan Sword Sect.
The first batch of entrants had to bring all three of them with them. This is a rule passed down since ancient times...
Survival of the fittest, the strong are respected!
No matter whether the chess game is good or bad, the strongest monks are the first to enter the game!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling looked at the ancestor of Chuiyu in Wushi Villa and immediately said: Senior ‘Chuiyu’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
Chuiyu's white clothes fluttered, he smiled and nodded and said: Yes!
Pei Ling nodded, then looked at the ancestor Xiangzai in Jiuyi Mountain and asked: Senior ‘Xiangzai’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
Xiang Zai's face was calm and nodded and said: Good.
Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling continued to look at the Mahayana headed by Han An Sword Sect. This was the first time he had seen this senior.
He looks like middle-aged, with starry eyes, and slightly white hair. He is quite heroic in his heroic clothes, soap boots, and a light green sword sheath on his back. His breath is completely restrained, and there is no sword intent coming out.
Only deep in the pupils of both eyes, there was a clear sword light that was faint, and the sharpness was hidden while looking around.
It is the sixty-four kalpas of the ancestor Gu Miao.
Pei Ling said: Senior ‘Gu Miao’, would you like to join the game with the younger generation?
Gu Miao said: Yes.
Pei Ling nodded slightly, and the quota of five people had already occupied, and there were three seats besides himself.
So he immediately turned to the death and disaster of Yousu Tomb. At that time, his immortal path was obtained from Yousu Tomb.These two taboos have a lot of cause and effect between him...
When his thoughts changed, Pei Ling immediately said: Two seniors, are you willing to join the game with the younger generation?
Dead nodded and said: Yes.
The disaster shook his head and said coldly: I will not enter the game for the time being, so I will be the observer first.
Seeing that the two taboos agreed and the other refused, it seemed that they had already agreed to it, Pei Ling was slightly surprised.
However, he didn't take it seriously, and then looked at the Long Bo King Zhan and the three demon clans, saying: The chess game of Fusheng is a very dangerous game.
There is no turning back arrow when the bow is drawn.
I can guarantee that you can be safe and sound before entering the Fusheng chess game.
But there is no guarantee that everything will happen after the game is started.
If the four people want to quit now, they still have time.
I can wash away your memories and pretend that nothing happened.
Hearing this, Long Bo immediately shook his head and said with a roar of thunder: I haven’t had much time left.
Even though this chess game is a sign of great danger, I will never give up!
The five tails are lined up like a screen, and the leopard-like monster beast ferociously said in a deep voice: The Qingyao Demon Clan is the bloodline of the prehistoric world, and will never retreat!
Fei looked at Pei Ling alone and said: Since we are here, we have decided!
The snake raised its head and hissed: Give it a quota!
Seeing this, Pei Ling didn't say anything more and immediately asked: Senior Long, would you like to join me?
The King of Long Bo said without hesitation: Yes!
Only the last place is left, Pei Ling then said: Zheng, are you willing to join me?
Zheng was immediately delighted!
This game is very good. The sooner you enter the game, the greater the possibility of becoming an immortal!
I thought Pei Ling would allocate the first batch of places to the nine human sects, but I didn’t expect that he would even give one to the demon clan!
Zheng naturally wouldn't miss such a once-in-a-lifetime good thing, and immediately said: Yes!
After the quota allocation was completed, Pei Ling looked at the Nine Sects Mahayana, and saw that no one raised any questions, he immediately announced: Then, the first batch of followers of the immortal road to join the game were Senior "Huaihou", Senior "Kongmeng", Senior "Chuiyu", Senior "Xiangzai", Senior "Gu Miao", Senior "Dead", Senior Long Bo and Zheng.
From now on, within three days, it will be the last preparation time before entering the game.
Three days later, enter the floating habitat!
During these three days, you can't go anywhere!
The three-day preparation time is for the monks of the Nine Sects to master the immortal arts they just obtained and the prehistoric language.
However, in order to prevent the leakage of information from the upper realm, it causes changes in the number of air between heaven and earth, causing variables in the floating chess game.
Therefore, no Mahayana can leave!
Of course, this is mainly to guard against foreign races such as demon clans, alien clans, although these foreign races have not heard any truly useful news...
All monks nodded: Yes.
Pei Ling's sleeves flicked, and the thick mist of the dark sky rushed out in an instant, like a flood that broke through the dam, and in a blink of an eye it filled the entire Lanke City.
Wherever darkness goes, all means of communication with the outside world will be useless.
Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling took out a gorgeous blood sedan chair and walked into it, ignoring the outside world.
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