Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 255: Five Sects Gathered
This is the top of a mountain that is about several hundred feet high.

This may not be quite accurate. It is more like a high mountain being cut in half, with the upper part of the mountain disappearing.

Only this place that can barely be called a mountain is left.

The area is dozens of miles in radius and is extremely flat. There is no grass or tree growing on it. It looks dead and silent.

This is the place to enter the secret realm of Yuanling.

The Huayu Sect was not the first to arrive, people from the Wanfa Sect had already arrived.

I saw that the people from Wanfamen were wearing blue robes, and there were about a hundred of them.

Leading the way were two Jindan cultivators, one male and one female.

One of them was an early Jindan cultivator with a goatee and an arrogant look. When he saw Qiu Zheng, his face darkened and he snorted.

However, another beautiful middle-aged woman in a red dress, who was in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, showed joy when she saw Duanmu Hong.

The people from Huayu Sect flew to the vicinity of Wanfa Gate, and several Jindan cultivators came together and greeted each other.

After all, the two major sects are close to each other and are very familiar with each other.

In addition, the three newcomers from Xuanyue Sect came to the secret realm this time, so the two major sects also had the idea of sharing the same hatred and a common enemy.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, we haven't seen each other for several years since we last met at Lei Yanhai. I would like to thank you for letting me get the [Thunder Fire Liquid]."

Qiu Zheng laughed and greeted the monk with a goatee.

Hearing this, the cultivator surnamed Nie looked even uglier. He said gloomily, "Do you dare to compete with me again this time?!"

Qiu Zhenghao said calmly, "What's there to be afraid of? How do you say we compete?"

The cultivator surnamed Nie snorted coldly, "Let's compare what our two sects' disciples gained from this secret realm?"

Qiu Zheng looked at the confident look of the cultivator surnamed Nie, and then took a look at the disciples of the Wanfa Sect. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "It seems that you have confidence in the disciple with the Three Yang Body, but I also have confidence in our disciples, so I accepted it. But I have to make it clear that the Thunder Fire Liquid has been used up by me, so don't expect me to use it as a bet."

The monk surnamed Nie sneered and said, "It's good that you dare to accept it. I heard that you recently got a piece of [Thick Earth Brass]. I like this thing, so use it as a bet."

Hearing this, Qiu Zheng's face changed slightly, but he snorted coldly: "You are well-informed, but you should know how precious this piece of thick earth brass is. What are you going to use as a bet?"

The cultivator named Nie chuckled and raised his right hand. A golden beast egg as big as a head appeared in his palm, emitting a metallic luster.

"How about the Golden-winged Eagle's egg? It should be more valuable than your thick earth brass."

Monk surnamed Nie said confidently.

Qiu Zheng was slightly shocked, reluctantly turned his eyes away from the beast egg, and said decisively: "Okay, I accept this bet, and I won't take advantage of you. In addition to the thick earth and brass, my bet is 50,000 spirit stones."

"Fellow Daoist Qiu is straightforward."

The cultivator named Nie laughed and even changed his address.

Nearby, disciples of the two sects couldn't help but feel a great deal of pressure. After all, it was they who had to complete the bet between the two Jindan elders.

On the other side, the beautiful middle-aged woman and Duanmu Hong stood together.

"Ever since Junior Brother Nie lost the Thunder Fire Liquid in the Thunder Flame Sea in a bet with your sect's Chou Daoyou, he has considered it a great humiliation. This time he wants to save face."

The beautiful middle-aged woman smiled.

Duanmu Hong's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at the Wanfamen disciples and nodded slowly.

"Fellow Daoist Duanmu, the magic fog in the Magic Crow Ridge has weakened. We should be able to enter it within two years. Why don't we join forces again? After all, our skills complement each other, and our combined strength is not weaker than that of a late Jindan."

The beautiful middle-aged woman continued, lifting her hair beside her ear, her beautiful face revealing a charming look.

Duanmu Hong pondered for a moment, then nodded: "The Ghost Crystal Stone in the Devil Crow Ridge is indeed very important to the two of us, so let's join forces again."

The beautiful middle-aged woman was overjoyed. Just as she was about to say something else, she suddenly turned her head and looked towards the horizon.

A huge red silk was seen flying over, with about sixty to seventy monks in moon-white robes standing on it. They were the people of Xuanyue Sect. "The leader of Xuanyue Sect this time is actually Dragon Demon Po?"

The beautiful middle-aged woman's face changed when she saw the charming young girl leading the Xuanyue Sect.

Within a few breaths, the Xuan Yue Sect cultivators landed, about 70% of them were female cultivators, and the only Jindan cultivator leading the team was the female cultivator who looked like a young girl.

And this woman is in the late Jindan realm.

When the woman saw the beautiful middle-aged woman, her eyes lit up and she walked towards her gracefully.

"Sister Hua, you left without saying goodbye last time in Jiuhua Fairy City. I was very sad."

She said with a hint of resentment.

The middle-aged beautiful woman had a stiff expression, but she could only force herself to greet the woman.

Several more hours passed.

A sharp whistling sound was heard, and a huge flying sword several dozen feet long came flying at an astonishing speed.

Here comes the monk from Giant Sword Castle.

There were not many of them, less than fifty.

Almost all of them were male cultivators, dressed in black, and all of them had solemn expressions and murderous auras.

In addition to the Jindan cultivator leading the team, there was a young man standing in the front with eyebrows like swords and a fierce aura, standing out like a crane among chickens.

"This person should be Xie Heng from Giant Sword Castle. I heard that he has also comprehended the rudiments of sword intent and his strength is extraordinary."

Ning Fa looked at him with his eyes slightly narrowed, and couldn't help but recall the information Duanmu Ling gave him.

Duanmu Ling attached so much importance to the treasure in the secret realm that she naturally helped Ning Fa to find out about the powerful figures from other sects participating in the secret realm this time.

He had seen someone like Yun Miaomiao from Xuanyue Sect and even had a fight with her.

Wanfamen also has a disciple named Fu Yang who possesses a three-yang body. His fire-attributed magical powers are so powerful that even ordinary foundation-building cultivators cannot withstand him.

The most powerful person in Giant Sword Castle is Xie Heng, who also comprehended the rudiments of sword intent in the Qi training stage.

But this person had accomplished this three years ago, so his swordsmanship level must be higher than Zhang Zhilong's at this time.

As for the last Golden Scale Valley, there is also a powerful figure, a disciple named Feng Chi.

This person possesses the spiritual root of wind, and it seems that he had some other adventures in his early years. His wind-attributed magical powers are extremely sharp.

Just as Ning Fa was reminiscing, a noisy "quack" sound was heard.

I saw a huge black bird over a hundred feet long flying towards this side in the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun, causing a commotion among many low-level disciples.

"I don't need to look to know that the person from Golden Scale Valley must be Taoist Ding. He always shows off his exotic black-winged bird."

The cultivator named Nie from Wanfamen seemed to be disdainful, but in fact he spoke sourly.

Wait until the monks from the Golden Scale Valley have settled down.

Duanmu Hong and the beautiful middle-aged woman from Wanfamen looked at each other and said loudly, "Everyone, you can open the secret realm now."

After saying that, they both offered up a round token at the same time, chanting incantations.

The two tokens emitted a white light and hit the same position in the air.

I saw ripples like water waves there.

Then, the shadow of a huge stone gate several feet high began to appear.

(End of this chapter)