Chapter 625
"Late Core Formation stage, in seclusion?" The man's voice was clearly stunned, then he let out a long sigh, and there was no more sound. WwW. feiazw. CoM Net
The cultivator surnamed Bai of the Ancient Sword Gate didn't say much, raised a hand, and hit a piece of blue stone that looked ordinary nearby with white light. Suddenly, light flashed in the messy rocks, and after a sheet of white light emerged, this person disappeared without a trace.
This messy rock pile was actually a transmission array cleverly disguised.
And after the gray-clothed old man saw the other party leave, he found a mountain rock nearby and sat down cross-legged.
At the other end of the transmission array, in a stone room of the Hundred Crafts Academy that was not very large, the Confucian scholar's figure appeared in the array amidst white light, with several high-tier cultivators of the three sects standing around.
"How is it, Junior Brother, is it almost ready over there?" The cultivator surnamed Jiang asked without thinking as soon as the Confucian scholar's figure appeared.
"Rest assured, Senior Brother. Everything in the Holy Land is ready. We can transmit over now." The Confucian scholar replied with a smile.
"That's good! Trouble Brother Duan to bring those ten juniors in. According to the agreement, each of our three sects will send one Core Formation stage cultivator to accompany them. We have Elder Wang following, and the Falling Cloud Sect already has Peak Master Yu. Brother Jiang, who are you sending from your side?" The old man surnamed Fu nodded with satisfaction and said.
The red-shirted old man didn't say a word and pushed the door out.
"What's so good about the Holy Land, it's not like I haven't been there. Let Junior Brother Bai make the trip." The old man surnamed Jiang replied indifferently.
"That's fine. Remember that although Fellow Daoist Bai hasn't been on duty in the Holy Land, he was one of the ten disciples of the Sword Trial Assembly back then, so it can be considered revisiting an old place." The old man surnamed Fu laughed.
The green-robed Confucian scholar nodded calmly and agreed, without saying anything.
But the white-clothed young woman smiled charmingly and stood side by side with the Confucian scholar, looking extremely affectionate.
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the stone room, and the red-shirted old man walked in with a calm expression, followed by the top ten disciples of the three sects.
This time, although the Falling Cloud Sect still didn't get first place, they had four disciples in the top ten, the most among the three sects.
This made the red-shirted old man feel somewhat proud, although he remained calm on the surface.
Thinking of this, his gaze couldn't help but fall on the four disciples of his own peak: the woman surnamed Mu of Heaven Spring Peak, and a cold-looking youth from Fire Cloud Peak named Sun Huo.
As for the other two, they were Han Li and that Du Dong.
Han Li was fine! Seeing Du Dong, the master of Fire Cloud Peak didn't change his expression, but he couldn't help but sneer inwardly, a trace of mockery flashing in his heart.
As for the disciple who took first place this time, it was a black-clothed youth who looked like a drawn sword, and this youth was Meng Di of the Ancient Sword Gate, who possessed the "Nine Spirit Sword Body".
"Nine Spirit Sword Body", known as one of the three great sword cultivation spirit bodies in the cultivation world, this was no joke.
Relying on a top-tier sword tool in his hand, no opponent could withstand his sword energy for even a moment. He took first place with an absolute advantage.
Thinking of this, the red-shirted old man felt a bit jealous of the Ancient Sword Gate's good luck again.
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Han Li watched the "Core Formation experts" in the room coldly, feeling neither surprise nor joy.
After winning three rounds, he deliberately lost to a not-weak Foundation Establishment stage opponent from the Hundred Crafts Academy, and thus participated in the competition for seventh to tenth place with five other opponents who had also lost.
Finally, he presented an image of his talismans being almost exhausted, barely passing the test, and grabbed ninth place.
As for that Du Dong, I don't know if it was because his plan was the same as his, but he also lost in the fourth match, and then deliberately lost to him, ranking last.
This left Han Li speechless for a while.
The disciple with the highest ranking in the Falling Cloud Sect was the youth named Sun Huo. His cultivation was quite strong, and he actually grabbed third place.
But in Han Li's eyes, aside from the black-clothed youth in first place, if this person's magic tool could match his cultivation technique, it wouldn't be a problem for him to defeat the Hundred Crafts Academy disciple in second place.
As soon as the assembly ended, each of the top ten disciples was issued a top-tier magic tool. And the black-clothed youth named Meng Di received an extra jade box with a Spirit-Fixing Pill inside.
Seeing the jade box, Han Li decided without thinking.
If this trip went smoothly, getting the spirit root of the Spirit Eye Tree and the pill formula would be enough. If not, he wouldn't mind borrowing this item from this Ancient Sword Gate expert to use.
After all, having a Spirit-Fixing Pill when condensing the Nascent Soul would make it much easier.
Just as Han Li was pondering, the old man surnamed Fu had already started to transmit the disciples.
These young cultivators of the three sects also knew where they were going, and most of them were beaming with joy.
Amidst flashing white light, the cultivator surnamed Bai and a middle-aged cultivator from the Hundred Crafts Academy with a ruddy complexion transmitted over first. Then the disciples followed in pairs.
After a bout of dizziness, Han Li and the others appeared in a desolate stone pile filled with dense fog and damp air.
Han Li narrowed his eyes and subconsciously released his spiritual sense to probe the place, but as soon as his spiritual sense extended dozens of feet, it was immediately blocked by some restriction.
His heart tightened, knowing that a very powerful magic array had been set up here, and it would be best to achieve his goal secretly.
Seeing that they had all transmitted over, the gray-clothed old man sat down without hurrying, hit a yellow spell seal, and flew into the mist without a trace.
The dense fog around them rolled, and then facing their direction, the fog suddenly dissipated, revealing a stone wall covered with moss, seemingly untouched by anyone.
"Listen well, because the alcohol liquid must be used for eye-washing immediately after it is refined, you have this opportunity to enter the forbidden land of the three sects. Otherwise, even we wouldn't be able to get close to this place. Once you enter, you can only stay inside for one day and one night, and you must leave the second day. And there are restrictions everywhere inside, so you are not allowed to break in randomly, otherwise you will bear the consequences." The white-robed Confucian scholar seemed very familiar with everything inside, and without waiting for the other two to say anything, he warned with a cold voice.
These low-tier disciples naturally all agreed.
And at this moment, the man's voice from the beginning came from the direction of the blue stone wall.
"Alright. If you have anything to say, wait until you come in. I'm going to open a gap in the array."
As soon as the man surnamed Yue finished speaking, the stone wall shook and blurred like a water surface, and then green light shot out, making it impossible to look directly at it.
A moment later, when the crowd regained their senses and looked forward, they were stunned to find.
The blue stone wall had disappeared, and in its place was a huge stone door with both doors closed tightly.
The stone door was covered with dense talismans and incantations, and colorful spiritual light flickered constantly, and I don't know how many powerful restrictions were placed on it. Outside the stone door, there were several layers of yellow light curtains, covering the door inside, making it impossible to easily touch the stone door.
But at this moment, standing with his hands behind his back in front of the giant door more than ten feet high was a yellow-clothed cultivator.
This cultivator looked to be about forty years old, with a pair of thick black eyebrows slightly raised, and a shocking murderous aura on his face, making ordinary people feel frightened at first glance and not dare to look him in the eye.
"Hehe! Brother Yue's 'Ghost Fiend Technique' seems to have made great progress. It seems that cultivating near the Holy Tree has truly made Brother's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds." The middle-aged cultivator of the Hundred Crafts Academy, seeing the yellow-clothed cultivator's murderous aura, couldn't help but murmur with a trace of envy.
His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by the yellow-clothed cultivator. The yellow-clothed cultivator immediately rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously.
"Hmph! If you are willing to be trapped in the forbidden land for fifty or sixty years, you can naturally come in and cultivate hard too. I'm just afraid you won't be able to endure the temper by then!"
The middle-aged cultivator of the Hundred Crafts Academy showed a look of embarrassment upon hearing this.
"Junior Brother was just saying it casually, Brother Yue and the two brothers Wu and Tian naturally worked hard to guard this place. I just……"
"Alright, no need to say more. This restriction was set up by several Nascent Soul stage uncles of our three sects, and I can only open the restriction for a moment, so you guys better hurry!"
The yellow-clothed cultivator finished speaking and flipped his palm, revealing a yellow token.
He showed a solemn expression and chanted incantations.
The token suddenly shone with yellow light, and then a sheet of yellow mist rolled out, melting and disappearing wherever it went, revealing a passage several feet wide.
"Follow closely, move quickly!" The Confucian scholar urged with a cold voice as soon as he saw this. Then he turned into a white rainbow and shot in first.
The gray-clothed old man and the middle-aged cultivator of the Hundred Crafts Academy also gave orders and shot in as well.
Seeing this, Han Li and the others didn't dare to be slow and followed in on their magic tools.
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