The first thousand five hundred and eighteen chapters Tianchi Villa

One thousand five hundred and eighteen chapters

The two chatted for a while and walked towards the foot of Jianzong Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, besides the other disciples who were seeing off, several people were waiting for Lin Yun and Mu Qingqing.

The person headed was Mu Xueqin, the leader of the team, and there were two others beside her. Lin Yun had seen portraits, and they were all masters on the top list.

Tenth in the sky list, Chixiao Peak Zhou Yuan, and the second highest in the Dragon Vein Realm.

The eighth in the sky list, Chixiao Peak Wang Yun, the second highest in the Dragon Vein Realm.

All three are the evildoers of Jianzong’s Heavenly List, especially Mu Xueqin is third in the Heavenly List.

But this time the protagonist is not them, but the few people behind them, there are four Sword Sect saints who have just come out of the mountain.

The six great saints accepted their disciples, Bixiaofeng and Xuanxiaofeng made alchemy and one medicine, and there was no kendo inheritance left, and the two saints were not here.

The remaining four are Qingxiao Peak Qinglan Shengjun Jiang Cheng, Zixiaofeng Zi Lei Shengjun’s Ye Ziling, Jinxiaofeng Tianxin Shengjun Zhao Yan, and Chiyang Peak Chiyang Shengjun’s Ye Ziyun.

In addition, Ji Shuxuan and Jin Xuanyi, the twin stars of the local rankings, are also there, and these two will also participate in the Tianchi event.

But in front of the saints, the light looked a little dim.

Lin Yun lifted his eyes to look, his eyes happened to meet with Ye Ziling, and he smiled at each other.

Although I haven’t seen each other for a year, there are many friendships in this world.

Lin Yun and Ye Ziling are in this kind of friendship, and there will be no strangeness after a long time.

Immediately after Lin Yun and Zhao Yan said hello, Ye Ziling’s cultivation level reached the level of the Seven-Star Celestial Pill, and Zhao Yan and Ye Ziyun were weaker than the six-star peak.

To say that it is weak is only a relative point. It is impossible to achieve this level of cultivation in a year without the guidance of a saint.

As for Lin Yun?

He had an adventure, and at the same time he was deeply loved by Yao Guang and Mu Xuankong, and his talent was also stronger than a few others.

If they still can’t compare with them, then it’s really strange, and Mu Qingqing doesn’t understand the truth.

“Young Master Lin, I haven’t seen you in a year, but this girl is about to fall ill of love for you!” Ye Ziyun looked at Lin Yun and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

She didn’t really like Lin Yun so much, or she wanted to test Ye Ziling’s look.

In a year’s time, the initial shock to Lin Yun has faded a lot.

“You should call me brother.”

Lin Yun smiled.

“Heh, I think Young Master Lin is kinder.”

Ye Ziyun looked at Ye Ziling while she was talking, and found that the latter did not respond, and she seemed a little disappointed.

“Brother Lin, long time no see!”

Jiang Cheng among the four saints smiled at Lin Yun and walked over to say hello.

Lin Yun nodded as a response.

“Are these saints? The auras are so strong, I heard that all of them have practiced ghost-level high-grade martial arts!”

“You can also practice ghost-level high-grade martial arts in the realm of the god pill? This is impossible, right?”

“It’s really impossible, but it’s different with the guidance of a saint.”

“Lin Yun is standing with them, and his style seems to be inferior…Senior Brother Lin hasn’t heard anything in the past six months.”

“Brother Lin is also a saint, but it is a pity that Master Yaoguang has been in retreat all year round, and there is too little time to teach him, otherwise Brother Lin would never be worse than these saints.”

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Those who came to see off from the back saw Lin Yun appear, and it was inevitable to compare him with several saints.

Among the saints, Jiang Cheng has the strongest edge!

His cultivation reached the pinnacle of the Seven Stars, vaguely, he could touch the realm of the Eight-Star Celestial Pill at any time.

Moreover, the aura is very strong, but Ye Ziling appears to be more peaceful, more than a year of hard training has made her look much colder, and the heroic aura between her brows is fascinating.

As for Zhao Yan, it is the least changeable among the few.

Still silly, his eyes are out of focus, Lin Yun is not sure whether he heard him say hello to him.

“Junior Brother Lin, have you been practicing hard all this time?” Mu Xueqin asked.

“Um.”

Lin Yun responded simply.

After half a stick of incense, a boat hung the Jianzong banner, slowly falling from the sky.

“Go up.”

Mu Xueqin greeted, and everyone boarded the boat.

The Tianchi Villa in Jianzong is far apart, and it takes at least half a month for them to fly, and it takes two or three days to go upstairs and ship.

The ship can fly, and at the same time it is also a battleship, capable of resisting many strong men of life and death.

Whoosh!

In the roar of the violent wind, the ship rises from the sky, flying into the sky in the eyes of everyone.

The ship enters the sky, and the wind is fast.

Mu Xueqin invited everyone to drink on the deck, and at the same time explained some of the various cases, as well as things to pay attention to in the Tianchi grand event.

The Tianchi event was different from what Lin Yun thought. The eight major sect guarantees could get two quotas, and the subsequent quotas were determined by each sect’s ranking.

Due to the actual benefits involved, the competition at the Tianchi event is extremely fierce.

After Mu Xueqin, Ye Qingxuan, Gu Ruochen and others were promoted to Dragon Vessel, the Jianzong ranking was not very satisfactory. The last Tianchi event even fell out of the top three and only got the fifth place.

As a result, Jianzong only got a guaranteed quota, which can be said to be quite a shameful existence for Jianzong.

This time Mu Xueqin personally led the team, but also wanted to boost morale and let Jianzong get a good place in the Tianchi grand event.

“Who is our biggest competitor?”

Jiang Cheng drank a glass of wine and asked Mu Xueqin.

He can be promoted to the eight-star heavenly god pill at any time, and he is certain to win this Tianchi grand meeting, and he is a little eager to try.

“Opponent, that’s too much.”

Mu Xueqin said: “In addition to the mortal enemy Xuan Tianzong, the Jade Villa, Tiandao Tower, and Jingang Temple have all risen extremely fast over the years. Especially the Jingang Temple, in terms of comprehensive strength, it is no longer weaker than Jianzong and Jianzong. Xuan Tianzong.”

“But for the details, you still have to look at it to know that the major sects are now hidden deep.”

Under the calm surface of today’s deserted ancient realm, undercurrents are raging.

Everyone knows that once something goes wrong with Yaoguang’s death robbery, the barren ancient realm will definitely be in chaos!

And in many people’s guesses, Yaoguang will probably not pass this hurdle, and not only Jianzong will be destroyed.

Other super sects will inevitably be affected.

Everyone in it must be prepared in advance. The Sword Sect lets the saints out of the mountain, and it is hard to say that other sects do not have similar preparations.

Lin Yun didn’t feel much about this. After being promoted to Venerable Nine-Star Heavenly God Pill, he didn’t expect much of this Heavenly Lake grand event.

Hualongchi’s quota is not very attractive to him.

Others may have some concerns. He is very confident that he can definitely give birth to Long Yuan when he is promoted to the first level of the dragon vein.

Broken Dragon Star Realm and his party made him far beyond his peers.

If he can, he can let others compete for the place in Hualongchi.

If Jiang Cheng can really hold the scene, Lin Yun won’t have any problems if he doesn’t come out, he is very open to this.

In many cases, keeping a low profile is a good thing.

After three days have passed.

A lofty mountain peak appeared in the eyes of everyone, the clouds covered the fog, the mountain peak was as magnificent as a sword hanging from the sky.

The boat stopped at the foot of the mountain, and soon people from Tianchi Villa came to greet him.

“Miss Mu, my father has been waiting for a long time!”

A handsome young man in white, holding a sword in his right hand and leading several entourages, walked quickly towards the Jianzong group.

This person is Pei Qian, the young owner of Tianchi Villa. He is very courteous and dare not neglect Jianzong and his party.

Soon, Lin Yun and others were led into the villa.

Tianchi Villa is located on the mountainside and covers a vast area. There are various tall buildings in the villa, and the halls are suspended in the air. It is more magnificent than many sage families.

The venue for the event is in a sky pavilion in Tianchi Villa.

There are many suspended corridors between pavilions and pavilions. Nine large suspended pavilions spread out in a circle in the sea of clouds, with a huge platform in the middle.

The pavilions are like pavilions, without doors on all sides, and are connected by suspended corridors.

This arrangement makes everyone deep in the sky, as magnificent as a fairyland.

Pei Qian led Jianzong and his party to one of the pavilions and retired. Everyone was seated, and soon a servant and a maid brought Lingguo wine.

The main building is still empty, there is the main seat of Tianchi Mountain Villa, and the owner of the Villa will host the event himself.

The owner of the Tianchi Villa is called the Heavenly Sage Sovereign, and he is considered to be a strong man in the desolate ancient realm. If it weren’t for this, the Fengshui treasure land with Hualongchi would have been snatched away.

Lin Yun looked around, and four of them had already arrived in advance.

Although I haven’t seen it very much, Lin Yun can tell from the costumes and the breath of the few people that the group of people in the green clothes is the Emerald Villa, and the monks must be the King Kong Temple, and all of them are the female sects and the Shengyin Pavilion.

There is still a pavilion left, and almost all the people sitting in it are Profound Masters, who must be Profound Valley disciples.

In the annual Tianchi event, Shengyin Pavilion and Xuan Gu are almost at the bottom, and their presence is not very strong. The two schools are quite special, one majoring in the way of rhythm and the other majoring in the way of spiritual patterns.

The threshold of the way of music is much higher than that of martial arts. It’s not that masters can’t be born, but the requirements for aptitude and comprehension are too high.

But the status of the two factions in the Desolate Ancient Territory is not low at all, and they even have to live a little more at ease.

Shengyin Pavilion has a huge background, started out with intelligence, and often held various auction events. It is better with many foreign powers. It is exquisite and long-sleeved and dances well. No power dares to look down upon them.

As for Xuan Gu, let alone say more.

Profound Valley is good at alchemy, forging soldiers, and formations, and has almost gathered the best Saint Profound Masters in the entire desert.

Jingang Temple has Buddhism inheritance, with profound background and powerful strength. Compared with Jianzong, it is also among the best. In the corner of Jade Villa, there is no phase magic in the door, which is famous in the deserted ancient realm, and it can break into the top three from time to time.

The eight super sects have reached five, and there are still people from Xuantianzong, Tiandao Tower, and Thunder Fire Gate.

Not long after Lin Yun sat down, he felt several ray of eyes look towards him.

The Tang Jing of Xuangu, Luo Shuyi of Shengyin Pavilion, Cangyun monk of Jingang Temple, and Ning Feng of the Emerald Villa were all old acquaintances of Cangxuan Island.

Seeing Lin Yun, Tang Jing was very excited.

It was not very convenient to come over at this moment, so he held up a glass of wine and came over to Lin Yun from the air.

His life was brought back by Lin Yun at the risk of risking his life. Naturally, he did not dare to forget it.

Lin Yun knew his intentions, smiled slightly, and toasted in return.

“This guy actually came, and his cultivation level is not low. This Tianchi event is a bit interesting.”

Monk Cang Yun stared at Lin Yun, touched his bald head, and looked around.