Time goes by and twenty days have passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period of time, with the blessing of the clone, Li Xingci had already refined all the elixirs needed to restore the system.

His cultivation level has also successfully broken through to the second level of Nascent Soul, and his spiritual power is more solid than before.

But he also discovered a problem. After breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, more and more elixirs and elixirs were needed.

It is no longer possible to easily break through two realms in one month like before.

Just when he was about to make a cake, a palace maid walked into Wutong Garden.

"Master Li."

"What's up?"

Li Xingci knew the Gong'e in front of him, her name was Xiaoyue, and she was Shangguan Yourong's assistant.

Xiaoyue said softly.

"Wang Ping, the leader of Qinglong Sect, asks to see Young Master Li."

My own clan leader?

Li Xingci stood up and said, "I'll go there right away."

Outside Fenglin Hall.

When Wang Ping saw the jade-like young man in white robe approaching, he felt filled with emotion.

Who would have thought that a person who was once shunned by this sect would achieve what he has today.

At the top of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the Empress turned against her scales, and the Qinglong Sect gained great popularity in Yunzhou.

Our disciple is the Empress’ confidant, who dares not to give him some respect?

He was extremely lucky in his heart that he was so talented that he did not drive this evil star out of the sect.

After all, if the sect wants to develop, it still needs fresh blood, that is, recruiting disciples.

Whether it can recruit more talented disciples depends on the strength and reputation of the sect.

At that time, they only thought that if this disciple could win the top ten positions on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, it would be considered as bringing glory to the sect.

Who would have thought that he would outperform his peers and secure his position as the leader.

"Sect Master." Li Xingci bowed slightly and saluted.

Whether before or after time travel, Wang Ping took great care of Li Xingci, and he would naturally treat him with courtesy.

Wang Ping hurriedly stepped forward; "No need to be polite."

If it had happened in the past, he would have accepted it calmly.

But things are different now. This disciple is more important than his sect leader.

What's more, I came here to ask for help today.

Hey young——

Wang Ping didn't notice that there was an uneven stone brick on the ground, and he staggered under his feet.

With a plop, he knelt down in front of Li Xingci.

"Sect Master, are you okay?"

"Don't come over here!"

Li Xingci wanted to step forward to help, but Wang Ping stopped him and had to stand still.

Wang Ping held his waist and stood up slowly.

Sure enough, in front of him, even the gods could not avoid the sole of their feet slipping.

Looking at the dark clouds floating in the air with some fear, Wang Ping stepped back and kept a safe distance.

"Xingci, in the next ten days, there will be a conference of hundreds of sects."

"Except for you, there really aren't many disciples in our sect who are good at it."

"Look-"

Li Xing resigned.

The Hundred Sects Conference was held by Xuanwu City and brought together the grand events of all the sects in Yunzhou.

At that time, the disciples and sect leaders of each sect will compete and compete.

The sects will be ranked based on the outcome of the competition.

The ranking of the first-class sects of Qinglong Sect was obtained in this Hundred Sects Conference.

If it can win first place among the first-class sects in the Hundred Sects Conference, the sect's reputation will definitely be far greater than before.

"Don't worry, Sect Master, in the duel between the disciples of various sects, I can take first place."

The hidden sect will not participate in this kind of conference. If he goes, it will be a dimensionality reduction attack.

Even if the few on the Hidden Dragon List take action, I still have full confidence.

With the blessing of the system, the younger generation are all younger brothers.

Wang Ping was overjoyed. Before he came, he was worried that this disciple would not agree easily because of his identity.

After all, he no longer has to rely on the sect.

"Then let's leave now?"

"Sect Master, wait a moment, I will report to the Empress."

There was another reason why Li Xingci agreed so readily.

That is, the last of the four spiritual weapons is probably in Xuanwu City, and he wants to get it back.

Thinking about it now, the Empress’s decision to occupy the land of Yunzhou was probably planned from the beginning.

Qinglong Sect, Zhuque Pavilion, and Xuanwu City are all in Yunzhou, and the White Tiger Villa in Hanzhou is only accessible to the younger generation.

…

Jiezhou, Tianmo Mountain.

The sky was covered with a layer of black mist, and the devilish energy surged into the sky.

Within Kyushu, this place seems to be an abandoned place, where spiritual energy is extremely scarce and the evil energy lingers all year round.

At first, only those who were hunted by their enemies or wanted by the dynasty would take root here when they were desperate.

At the same time, another type of monk was born, the demon cultivator.

The skills they practice can combine spiritual energy and demonic energy, and they can use both spiritual power and magic power freely.

In Tianmo Mountain, ordinary monks are absolutely no match for demonic cultivators.

Because in this place where spiritual energy is scarce, it is simply difficult for spiritual practitioners to exert their own strength.

As more and more people come here, a new force gradually forms - Tianmo Mountain.

The owner of Tianmo Mountain is a graceful woman with the eighth level of Nascent Soul.

Full of overwhelming demonic aura, he once fought against three Nascent Souls at the eighth level without losing.

Many people feel that if Emperor Dafeng and the Empress were not in charge of Kyushu, Tianmo Mountain would have swept through all the major sects.

In the dark hall, a woman wearing an evil ghost mask sat on a golden chair, her slender legs seemed to radiate light.

A man in black clothes walked into the hall and sat aside.

The woman didn't seem surprised at all, and said charmingly: "How have you considered it?"

She knew that the other party would definitely come because he couldn't afford to wait.

"Are you sure this method is feasible?"

"You don't already have the answer in your heart, otherwise why would you come to me?"

The main hall fell into dead silence.

There seemed to be magic in the woman's voice.

"What do the creatures of Kyushu mean? Are you willing to give up the path to ascension for them?"

"Thousands of years later, who will remember who the leader of the dragon curtain is?"

Long Mu's expression was dark and unclear, but he soon calmed down.

"I'll help you kill the Weisheng Fairy, and you'll help me ascend."

He had no time to wait. For many years, no one had found the so-called opportunity to ascend in the Sky City.

Even if the opportunity for Sky City's ascension comes to the world, and the Immortal Fairy of the Micro Life is there, it won't be his turn.

This was his only chance, and it was an opportunity he could seize 100% of the time.

"Congratulations, you made the most correct choice."
To be continued...