Chapter 179 Stealing Immortal Grass Sea of ​​Clouds

Chapter 179 Stealing Immortal Grass Sea of ​​Clouds

Lin Xuan's doing this is a little puzzling, and there is no other reason. "Tianleijue" is just an ordinary exercise of the fourth-rate sect of Leijianmen, with limited power, and it is useless to him who has the Nine Heavens Mysterious Art.

However, Lin Xuan had other thoughts in his mind.

Lei Jianmen is indeed in decline today, but its ancestors will record "Tian Lei Jue" in a book mixed with the mother of black iron, there must be a purpose.

If it is really rubbish, how can such precious materials be used, just print a copy in the jade tube slip.

The mother of Xuantie, Lin Xuan is determined to win it, and it will inevitably damage the Daoist scriptures, so Lin Xuan first made a copy of "Tian Lei Jue" for future study.

After doing all this, it was getting late. Lin Xuan put away everything and went to bed. A lot of things happened today, and he needs to rest and recover his energy. He can only act in camera at the baby-making meeting tomorrow.

Early the next morning.

Just as Lin Xuan got up, a sound transmission talisman flew into the room. It was Biyunshan who invited all the guests to the venue.

The Sea of ​​Clouds is the largest square in Biyun Mountain. When you look at it at a glance, you can't see the end. It is extremely wide, and just like its name, white clouds are floating under your feet. When you come here, you feel like you have arrived at the legendary Like Penglai Wonderland.

The baby-making conference will be held here!

Imbued with immortal energy, strange lights of various colors flew over from time to time, which made the deacon disciples in charge of reception at Biyun Mountain very busy.

There are fairy mountains all over the world, various sects, cultivating families, and some masters of casual cultivators. In the past century of Youzhou cultivating circles, there has never been such an unprecedented grand event.

Compared with the secular world, the world of cultivating immortals is actually more snobbish. There are too many fellows here today, and the difference in status can be seen from their seats.

Let's not talk about Biyun Mountain as the host.

The most distinguished two seats come from its two giants of the same name.

In Yixianxia and Leiyun Mountain Villa, although the three factions are intriguing, the apparent harmony must of course be maintained, not to mention the strength of the others, it is very rude to neglect.

Unlike Biyun Mountain, which was full of joy, the expressions of the disciples of the other two giants were somewhat gloomy. One was changing, and the other was a Nascent Soul cultivator, which was a big blow to their prestige.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the disciples of the two factions who came to participate in the baby-making conference can be described as strong soldiers and strong horses. They are all led by the head of the team. How old is he.

However, according to the comments of the people around him, this old man is a monk in the late stage of condensing alchemy.

As for the owner of Leiyun Villa, he is a handsome and powerful man, also a master in the late stage of condensing alchemy.

Except for the sect master, there are as many as a dozen alchemy-stage monks from the two sects, and the others are all foundation-building stage cultivators, and their skills have reached at least the fourth level, low-level spiritual stage disciples. ,not even one.

Looking at this posture, it doesn't seem like they are here to congratulate, but more like they are here to kick the field. The words of the three factions are polite on the surface, but secretly, they can smell the strong smell of gunpowder.

Lin Xuan sized him up a few times, then turned his gaze away. He didn't want to think too much about things that had nothing to do with him.

Apart from Yiyixia and Leiyun Mountain Villa, the best places in Dongshou are left to Tianshan Sect, Leiying Sect, Wusemen and other second echelon sects that do not have Nascent Soul stage monks, but there are many masters in Condensation Stage.

Then the third-rate sect, the Xiuxian family, and the loose cultivators sat in turn.

When Lin Xuan came to the sea of ​​clouds, it was already crowded with people, most of the congratulatory guests had arrived.

After handing over the worship post, the disciple in charge of reception immediately took him to Dongshou respectfully. This is the best seat besides the Big Three. It is lined up with first-class sects such as the Tianshan Sect. No one knows the hidden strength of Lingyao Mountain. , but respect their alchemy skills.

"Junior Brother Lin, we meet again."

"Hehe, brother Xu."

Lin Xuan cupped his hands to the seat of the Tianshan faction, Xu Feng clasped his fists in return, while his sister Xu Yin pouted her lips and ignored them, apparently because she was still being petty because of what happened yesterday.

Lin Xuan smiled slightly, naturally he didn't know the same as a little girl.

"There are a lot of people in the square, Biyun Mountain seems to be short of manpower, how is the situation in the medicine garden?"

While tasting the fine wine, Lin Xuan thought to himself. It cannot be said that he is not interested in the baby-making conference, but this can only increase his knowledge. The most important thing is the matter of stealing celestial grass, but there is no rush, and he can only play by ear .

Among the monks of the same level, Lin Xuan is considered a well-informed person, but that refers to his understanding of various pills, equipment, and monsters. As for the important forces in the cultivation world of Youzhou, the distribution of masters, Lin Xuan But only a little knowledge.

And Xu Feng is a leader of the new school in Tianshan, and it is said that he is a strong contender for the future head. In addition to his profound cultivation, he is also very clear about all kinds of mundane affairs.

After learning about this in the chat, Lin Xuan naturally wanted to ask him for advice.

The two were chatting, suddenly, Lin Xuan's expression changed, and he raised his head, not only him, but almost all the monks present raised their heads, staring blankly at the entrance of the sea of ​​clouds.

A black cloud floated over, mixed with a stench that made people want to vomit, Lin Xuan frowned, and quickly held his breath, God knows if there is any poison in it.

"What's this?"

"It stinks."

"No, it's extremely devilish."

...

Accompanied by all kinds of exclamations, the scene became chaotic for a while, Biyun Mountain's master's face changed, and with a wave of his hand, two disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage immediately flew over and stood in front of Heiyun.

"Who is so bold as to trespass on my Biyun Mountain?"

Lin Xuan's attention was also attracted to him. There was no other reason. He felt very familiar with the black cloud. .

Somewhat surprised, this is not a temporary market built by some low-level cultivators, but one of the three giants in Youzhou, and there are even Nascent Soul stage monks behind them. What's the point?