The preliminaries for the Tianling Conference were held on the Fuxi Stage within the Zhou Dynasty.
As the preliminaries were getting closer, those who had been practicing in seclusion came out.
Nowadays, the entire Zhou Dynasty seems to be particularly lively. The major forces and organizations interact with each other, and the eight major races have relatively friendly exchanges.
at this time--
Shenye Sect, inside Guanren Mountain_
Yun Zheng and others also came out of retreat. After this period of devilish training, their strength had made a qualitative leap.
Especially Mu Yin, who broke through from the lowest level of cultivation at the beginning to the high level of the Holy Heavenly Dao Realm.
If Mu Yin fights with a cultivator of the same level now, he will most likely win. After all, his ability to withstand blows and physical strength have greatly improved.
Yan Chen and Mu Yin had the same cultivation level. Zhongli Wuyuan, Yu Qiu, and Mo Jing were all at the mid-level of the Semi-Saint Dao Realm, while Nangong Qingqing was at the beginner level of the Semi-Saint Dao Realm.
Feng Xinglan has an excellent talent for martial arts, and he has already broken through to the high level of the semi-saint realm.
Yun Zheng's cultivation level is also at the high level of the semi-saint realm.
Elder Liang was extremely shocked by the cultivation results of the eight of them!
Although he and the Qingfeng protector had helped them a lot during this period, he did not expect that their ability to comprehend was so strong.
The most important thing is that the eight of them never slacked off for a moment and moved towards their goal together.
Elder Liang's original idea also changed a little because of this. Perhaps, two or three of the eight of them would be able to successfully ascend.
Elder Liang looked at the eight of them and said with a smile, "Since the preliminaries are about to begin, you should take a break for the next two days."
"Oh, okay..." Upon hearing this, Mu Yin, the young man with a high ponytail, collapsed to the ground in a completely ungraceful manner, with the bruises and swelling on his face still not gone away.
Others weren't much better.
Mo Jing's eyes were dark blue, and he sighed with a rather pale expression, "I feel like I've swung my sword no less than 100,000 times in the past month. My hands are extremely sore now, and I can't lift them for the time being."
Yu Qiu leaned his back against the bamboo house, and he also looked tired.
"The price of improving my cultivation is too high." Mu Yin sighed.
Nangong Qingqing turned her head and looked up at Yun Zheng who was sitting on the long bench. She saw that Yun Zheng's hand holding the spiritual fruit was trembling slightly, which was obviously the sequelae of the devilish training.
Seeing this, Nangong Qingqing also lowered her head to look at her hands, only to see frost on the backs and palms of her hands.
At this time, Zhongli Wuyuan raised his hand and held her icy hand.
Nangong Qingqing was stunned for a moment, "You'll be frozen."
As she spoke, she pulled her hand back, but he held it tighter.
"Don't move." Zhongli Wuyuan said in a slow tone, lowered his eyes to look at her and continued: "I'll warm you up so you won't be cold anymore."
Nangong Qingqing met his gentle, rippling gaze, her heart skipping a beat, and her cheeks burning. Feeling the warmth from his hands, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she uttered a soft "hmm."
At this time, Elder Liang said: "Master has something to ask the Sect Master, so you should have a good rest."
Mo Jing stiffly raised his right hand and waved it in the direction of Elder Liang, "Farewell, Master! Have a safe journey!"
Elder Liang: “…”
"Master, we understand." Yun Zheng and others also responded.
After Elder Liang left, the eight of them looked at each other.
Yun Zheng took the last bite of the spiritual fruit and said with a deep sense of fatigue in her voice, "Everyone, go get some sleep. After the preliminaries are over, we still have to continue training for ten days or half a month."
After all, there is still half a month between the preliminaries and the start of the Tianling Conference.
"Okay." They all responded.
Yun Zheng stood up, put the long bench back into the storage space, and then looked at Mu Yin and Yan Chen, who had the lowest cultivation base.
She thought about it and decided that she had to help the two of them raise their cultivation to the semi-saint realm before the Tianling Conference officially began.
Thinking of this, she yawned sleepily.
Forget it, let me go to sleep first.
Yun Zheng greeted them, then went into her bamboo house, took off her shoes, got on the bed, and fell asleep.
The other friends had experienced a long period of high-efficiency training and were exhausted both physically and mentally, so they all went into the bamboo house to sleep.
Just when Yun Zheng fell asleep, Qingfeng in the dark received a message.
Qing Feng was startled. It was a message from the Emperor. He input his spiritual energy and listened to the content: "Qing Feng, how is the Emperor and Empress now?"
Qingfeng took out a small notebook, flipped open the pages, and began to praise the deeds of his own emperor and empress. "Your Majesty, everything is fine with the emperor and empress! Please let me tell you in detail what is good about it: On a certain day, the emperor and empress..."
A quarter of an hour later.
Qing Feng paused, then continued in a serious and respectful tone, "Emperor, there is something malicious about Amuta Kongye. He seems to want to kill the Emperor and Empress or control them. Emperor, be careful of this man. It would be best to send Lei Ao to investigate his true identity."
After Qingfeng finished sending the message, he waited for a long time before receiving a reply from the Emperor:
"Well, you have to protect the safety of the Emperor and Empress. I can't show up for the time being, so don't tell the Emperor and Empress that I'm here."
…
Next day_
Yun Zheng and her friends slept through the next night. They were now about 80% to 90% refreshed.
Elder Liang was busy with the preliminaries, so he did not return to "Guanren Mountain".
That night, they did not continue to practice, but gathered together to drink spiritual wine.
Yun Zheng brought out several jars of sealed spirit wine from the storage space. She looked at them with a smile and said, "This spirit wine is made from the fairy fruit that Master planted. You should try it."
Yu Qiu raised an eyebrow, "Then I must try it."
Feng Xinglan stared at the wine jar intently, nodded and said, "That makes sense."
Mu Yin's eyes lit up, "I want to drink two jars!"
Nangong Qingqing smiled and said, "Ayin, the preliminaries are tomorrow, so I can only have a light drink."
Yan Chen laughed, "Can't get drunk."
At this time, Mo Jing picked up the wine jar and filled eight cups with wine, then raised his hand and handed them one cup after another until all eight people had a wine glass in their hands.
"Come, let's drink some spirit wine for our Fengyun team's first gathering in the Holy Ruins. Cheers!"
“Come, come, come!”
The wine has a light fruity aroma that makes people intoxicated, especially the spicy and sweet interweaving when it enters the throat, which makes people have a long aftertaste.
Mo Jing laughed, "Ayun's spirit wine is definitely the best spirit wine in my heart!"
Yu Qiu said jokingly: "Because it has the 'flavor of wind and cloud'."
Mu Yin grinned and said, "I can't imagine what it would be like if our Fengyun team didn't have A Zheng."
Yun Zheng's delicate and bright face was filled with a smile. She raised her eyebrows and said, "If I'm not here, the seven of you will also have to be fine."
When the friends heard this, their eyes were all on her.
"If the Fengyun team is short of people, it won't be Fengyun anymore."
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