Mortal Cultivation to Immortality: I Have 108,000 Techniques

Old Monster Qiong made the bet, shaking his head and saying, "Alright, I'll come back here in five days."

"Your disciples are both mediocre; I'm certain of victory. Get your bets ready!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Old Monster Qiong mysteriously disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Li Huayuan and Fuyunzi looked at the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect with solemn expressions and some doubts.

The disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect are indeed much stronger than those of the Yellow Maple Valley and the Pure Void Sect.

But Old Monster Qiong wouldn't boast like that!

Han Li was also sizing up the disciples from the other six sects.

The disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect are all young men and women, each with outstanding looks.

The male disciple was handsome and extraordinary, and had a dashing and romantic air.

The female disciples were even more beautiful and charming, their beauty dazzling many cultivators.

They were all standing together in pairs, men and women, seemingly arranged as dual cultivation partners within the sect.

The fairy in the rainbow-colored dress who led the group was even more enchanting and charming, making the male disciples of the six sects drool.

Han Li stared for a long time before finally turning his gaze away with difficulty.

The disciples of Qingxu Sect are half Taoists and half laypeople.

Many young Taoist priests were constantly peeping at the female disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect, completely disregarding the rules and regulations.

The entire Giant Sword Sect consisted of men, dressed in black, carrying sheathless giant swords as tall as a person, with cold expressions and an aura of menace.

The disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain were covered with leather bags and pouches, with living creatures wriggling inside.

The people of Huadaowu and Tianquebao are nothing special.

After waiting for most of the day.

Suddenly, the Core Formation stage expert from the Giant Sword Sect stepped forward from the crowd and reached down to grab.

A yellow aura emerged from the ground and condensed into a giant, earthen-yellow sword in his hand.

Then, a flash of white light appeared, and the earthen sword solidified into a stone sword, flying into the void ahead.

An astonishing scene unfolded.

A vast expanse of azure light surged in the void, howling as it transformed into countless wind blades, forming a wind wall that stretched as far as the eye could see!

The stone sword had only flown a few dozen steps when it was pulverized.

Such an astonishingly large restriction left the Qi Refining disciples in awe.

"The time is almost up; the restriction is at its weakest point."

The cultivator from the Giant Sword Sect nodded.

Upon hearing this, the other six Core Formation stage cultivators all flew forward.

The seven magical treasures, including the ruler, the greatsword, and the ribbon, each radiated their own spiritual light, complementing each other!

With the seven magical treasures working together, they struggled forward through the boundless wind wall, carving out a passage.

This is still a weakened version of the large formation.

Otherwise, these Core Formation stage experts would not be able to budge the wind barrier in the slightest!

Sweat beaded on Fu Yunzi's forehead, and he was panting heavily. He shouted, "Hurry up and go inside!"

The disciples of the seven sects dared not be negligent and flew into the passage in batches.

Li Huayuan added, "This bet is extremely important to me. Whoever gathers the most spiritual herbs will be my disciple!"

His gambling addiction is blatantly obvious!

at the same time.

The boundless wind wall that shrouded the blood-red forbidden land suddenly emitted a bright blue light from a certain restriction.

Zhang Yi's figure was faintly visible among them.

He made hand seals, sensing the operation of the great formation, and pondered in his heart.

"The disciples from the seven sects have already entered; is the time not yet ripe?"

He shook his head slightly and continued to activate the incantation.

Inside the forbidden area.

Han Li stood on a verdant mountain ridge, holding a map in his hand.

"Beyond White Tiger Ridge lies Black Monkey Mountain, where a medicinal herb is nearing maturity."

Han Li observed for a long time before carefully proceeding after determining the route.

In a valley somewhere.

An elderly man with a weathered appearance, upright posture, and a restrained gaze, exuding an extraordinary air, stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky above the forbidden area.

At his feet lay two more corpses.

"The owner of this cave was also an ancient powerful being, and there should be clues about the Reverse Spirit Passage."

The old man muttered to himself, and with one step, he was already a hundred feet away.

In a forest of fiery red maple leaves.

"Junior Sister Duo! What are you doing?"

A male disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect screamed in terror. Covered in blood, he scrambled to avoid the incoming sword light.

The sect had arranged for him to be a Daoist partner, a beautiful female disciple in white with raised eyebrows, who was pressing closer step by step with a murderous look on her face.

"What are you doing?"

The white-robed female disciple said coldly, "You good-for-nothing man, how dare you touch my hand when we were outside the forbidden area!"

"Since you arranged for us to be together in the sect, you consider yourself my Daoist partner?"

"You bitch! Go to hell!"

A fierce look appeared on the male disciple's face as he raised his hand and released a talisman.

The woman in white sneered, picked up a palm-sized round mirror with her delicate hand, and shone it forward.

Before the talisman could even display its power, it froze in the mirror light, unable to fly out.

A sword light descended.

The male disciple was bleeding profusely from his shoulder; his arm had been severed.

"Furthermore, my sister and I have already changed our surname to 'Zhao' according to our mother's name. How dare you, a good-for-nothing man, call me 'Junior Sister Duo'?"

They clearly don't take me seriously!

As the female disciple in white spoke, another sword strike came down.

The trial had barely begun when disciples from various factions suffered casualties.

Those disciples with low strength, at the very bottom of the trial, often don't even survive the first day.

The next day.

The fighting intensified!

Those disciples with greater strength gained something by killing the weaker ones, and they all went into hiding.

Because from the third day onwards, that's when the truly powerful ones make their move!

Most of them were at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, and were elite disciples on whom various sects placed high hopes.

The only exception is the Hidden Moon Sect.

Before entering the forbidden area, the elders of this sect repeatedly instructed the disciples to meet at a certain place as soon as possible!

Although they were very puzzled, they dared not disobey.

In the early morning of the third day.

Most of the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect gathered together and soon learned some exciting news.

Surprisingly, one of the masters in this herb-gathering team is a Core Formation stage master!

Although they couldn't understand why a Core Formation cultivator only had the cultivation level of a Qi Refining cultivator.

However, the grandmaster's magic weapon is the real deal!

The top-tier level one demonic beasts that they feared so much were utterly powerless in the face of magical treasures!

The core area of ​​the forbidden zone.

This place is divided into three levels, inside and out.

Inside a hidden cave on the outer layer.

"Are there only eighteen of you?"

A slender, beautiful, pure, and lovely girl stood in front of a group of disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect and asked in a slightly childish, clear voice.

A slightly older female disciple respectfully replied, "Grandmaster Nangong, please forgive me."

Other fellow disciples may be too far away to make it in time.

The girl nodded. "We won't wait for them."

"It's almost time to activate the Lunar Orb, let's head straight to the crater!"

Monsters roam the crater, and there is a dense fog so thick that you can't see your hand in front of your face.

For a Qi Refining cultivator to enter rashly is tantamount to courting death.

The Moon Sun Pearl can dispel the fog, allowing the disciples of the seven sects to take the opportunity to kill demonic beasts and harvest spiritual herbs.

The seven factions agreed to activate this treasure on the third day of the trial.

One of the entrances to the central area.

Outside a simple bronze gate.

Two disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect were fighting a barefoot giant wielding a silver greatsword.

"Yan Zhao, don't push your luck!"

The male disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect shouted out in shock and anger.

All three were at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining and possessed remarkable magical artifacts.

But the barefoot giant, fighting two against one, actually gained the upper hand!

The two disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect were in grave danger, their protective magical artifacts riddled with cracks.

The barefoot man's eyes were cold and his face expressionless. "My 'Silver Glow Sword' does not kill women."

Upon hearing this, the male disciple felt a surge of despair. "Junior sister, you should run away."

His Daoist companion beside him shook her head, "Senior brother, I only wish to follow you through life and death."

The male disciple's spirits lifted. "In that case, let's use that combined attack technique and fight him to the death!"

The two simultaneously made hand seals, leaped upwards, wrapped their arms around each other's waists, and spun several times in mid-air, transforming into a red and blue halo of light!

"The Big Windmill of June 9th!"

Two loud shouts came from the red and blue light wheels.

An astonishing pressure surged into the sky!

The light wheel spun rapidly, emitting a "whooshing" sound, and crashed into the barefoot man.

"Hahaha!"

The barefoot giant was overjoyed, his face filled with fervor and high fighting spirit. "Instead of running away, they're attacking me on their own initiative?"

That's quite interesting!

The silver greatsword burst forth with a dazzling sword light, and with a spin centered on the hilt, it transformed into a silver disc!

The combined attack of the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect slammed hard into the silver plate!

A muffled thud.

The light wheels formed by the two disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect were instantly churned into a bloody mist, which then gushed out from the silver plate!

"snort!"

The barefoot man's expression gradually returned to calm. "Although I, Yan, do not kill women, you ran into my sword yourself, so you can't blame me."

He sheathed his greatsword, ignored the storage bag, and strode into the bronze door.

A moment later.

A cultivator of medium build with a face covered in black pockmarks emerged from a patch of grass not far away.

"My goodness, what a 'sword fanatic'!"

The pockmarked monk looked at the bronze door, his face filled with lingering fear, his voice as unpleasant as a broken gong.

"Zhongwu? You did this dismemberment?"

A soft, high-pitched voice, like a woman's, suddenly came from behind.

"Han Tianya? Can you please stop disgusting me, you transvestite?"

Zhongwu shuddered.

But he still explained, "Why would I waste flesh and blood? Wouldn't it be better to use it to feed spirit beasts?"

This is from Yan Zhaoqian, the "Sword Maniac" of the Greatsword Sect.

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