I am fishing in the mortal world Chapter 209: Mu Peiling, Han Yunzhi, Liu Yu

"Fellow Taoist Lin, if you really want to go, those disciples can actually give up. There is no need for Taoist friend to take risks to save them."

The fire dragon boy said in a deep voice, without any emotion in his words.

Compared with Lin Changsheng, a master who was comparable to the late Nascent Soul cultivator, those disciples of the three sects who were caught by the two paths of good and evil did not care at all.

As long as Lin Changsheng is still in the Holy Land of the Three Sects, and with the help of various formations and restrictions in the Holy Land, the good and the evil will come and die as many as they come, even if the Hehuan Old Demon comes in person, he will at least have to peel off his skin.

"It seems that the goal of the good and the evil is no longer the tree of spiritual eyes and alcohol. It is to subvert the lives of the three sects and Lin. In this case, there is no need for Lin to be polite."

Lin Changsheng shook his head, stood up and chuckled, saying.

"It just so happens that Lin also wants to learn about the magical powers of this leader in the demonic world. Don't let Lin down."

"Fellow Daoist Lin, please be more careful. If there is danger, just leave without any scruples. The three sects have been running the Yunmeng Mountains for tens of thousands of years. They cannot be overthrown by anyone who wants to."

Hearing the determination in Lin Changsheng's tone, and seeing the Fire Dragon Boy who had seen Lin Changsheng before, he stopped trying to persuade him and said in a deep voice.

"Then Fellow Daoist Lan must guard the Holy Land. This game of chess is not over yet."

Lin Changsheng smiled slightly and nodded.

…

After a night's rest, the fierce competition between the three factions began.

The competition is divided into three groups. Each group selects ten players and twenty disciples from the other two groups to form a group. Each group competes in pairs, and only the top four are selected, and then the twelve disciples start again.

Draw lots to determine the final winner and the top ten.

Because there were not many disciples participating, the competitions would not be held at several venues at the same time, but would be held at the same venue in order.

The order of appearance in the game is determined by drawing lots by the leading monks of the three factions, so there is nothing to say.

As for the referee, it is a third sect monk who has nothing to do with the competition sect, which is quite fair.

As a result, when many disciples of Baiqiaoyuan surrounded the competition arena, a bald man from Baiqiaoyuan stood in the middle of the shield and calmly announced slowly: "The first group, Du Dong of Luoyun Sect is facing

Ancient Sword Sect Yao Feng!"

As the big man's voice finished speaking, a disciple from each of the Luoyun Sect and the Gujian Sect came out.

As soon as they saw their opponents clearly, the surrounding Baiqiaoyuan disciples began to commotion and whisper.

"Am I right? One is at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and the other is at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage!"

"Their cultivation levels are too different!"

The disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect with two long and short swords stuck on his back also looked at the opponent in front of him in surprise, and then a look of contempt flashed across his face. For him, with the opponent's cultivation level, defeating the opponent is effortless.

The power of blowing away ashes.

His opponent, Du Dong, had a look of confusion in his eyes. Ever since he left Bai Feng Peak last time, Du Dong felt like something had happened to him. He checked his body and found nothing wrong with him.

, plus the mission was important, so I didn’t pay too much attention to it.

However, as he left Luoyun Sect, he became increasingly uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.

Outside the light shield, the monks of the three sects in the alchemy stage naturally did not mix with those disciples, but gathered alone in a small open space, talking leisurely.

"Brother Duan, is the Luoyun Sect really planning to give up on this sword trial meeting? How come such a disciple at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage can pass the selection within the sect? You are not just using it to make up the numbers, are you?"

Jiang Yundao from the Ancient Sword Sect.

The old man in red shirt smiled and said nothing after hearing what the other party said, and looked at Du Dong with a cold light.

At the same time, a blue rainbow shot out from the Holy Land of the Three Sects and headed outside the Yunmeng Mountains.

At the same time, hundreds of colorful transmission notes appeared in various places of the three sects, and then figures shot out from the peaks, valleys, waterfalls, underground, and even rivers, heading towards the palaces and main peaks of the three sects.

A chilling air spread throughout the Yunmeng Mountains.

…

At this moment, Lin Changsheng turned into a frightening rainbow and headed towards Yunshuang County, the first state of Nanzhou Xi Kingdom.

There is a mid-level spirit stone vein in Yunshuang County jointly controlled by the three sects. The spirit stone reserves of this vein are so large that they can rank among the top ten in the entire Tiannan.

Therefore, there are several pill-forming monks from the three sects and hundreds of foundation-building monks, hundreds of Qi-refining period monks guarding them all year round, and seven to eight hundred Qi-refining period disciples. It is no less than a medium-sized sect, except that there is no Yuan.

Beyond the baby.

Not long ago, the two factions of good and evil sent people to raid this mine, besieging three of the disciples and the alchemy monks. They used this as an excuse to invite Lin Changsheng to fight and force him to leave the Yunmeng Mountains, thus losing the other Nascent Souls.

The monk's help is barely considered a conspiracy.

Lin Changsheng escaped with no scruples, and a few days later, a vast expanse of mountains came into view.

Afterwards, the scene before us could only be described as tragic. The mountain-protecting formation had obviously been activated before, but was destroyed by the opponent in a more powerful way.

There are even several mountains that have been razed to the ground. Looking around, there are traces of battles everywhere, charred wood, gravel, sword marks, dead branches... Of course, there are more corpses of monks, most of which are

Among the disciples of the three sects, there are also many strange monks wearing black robes.

Around the corpse, there were magic weapons scattered around. A small part was still intact, but most of them had lost their spirituality. Obviously, the mountain-protecting formation was breached. The disciples of the three sects did not know whether they were stupid or heroic, and did not immediately retreat.

, here, a counterattack was organized, but the result was a huge defeat, with heavy casualties.

Of course, the monks fighting here are not very strong, and most of them are in the Qi refining stage. They are all low-level disciples of the three sects, and many of them are wearing the costumes of various peaks of his Luoyun Sect.

Lin Changsheng did not pay attention to this, but continued to go deeper into the mountains. He believed that the excitement was yet to come.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Lin Changsheng escaped from the light so quickly, and soon reached deep into the hinterland of the mountains.

Soon, a cry of killing reached his ears, and in the small valley in front of him, the spiritual light kept flashing. Lin Changsheng's expression changed, and he flew into the valley like a whirlwind.

Then, the faces of both fighting parties came into his eyes.

There were more than ten warriors on each side of the war, mainly foundation-building monks.

One of the stunning female cultivators from the Luo Yun Sect wielded a red silk horse like a dragon fighting a rabbit. With the power of one person, she faced two immortal cultivators of the same level. Although she was at a disadvantage, she was still very capable in attacking and defending.

, this is really rare.

Next to him is a girl with a white phoenix peak, driving a group of huge colorful moths to defend against the enemy. Those colorful moths are of different sizes, with the largest wingspan being about a foot. With a slight blow, countless purple powders will disperse out.

It was wrapped in a gust of wind and swept towards the enemy. The momentum was not weak.

Except for the two girls, the other disciples of the three sects are obviously not as strong as them, and they are weak. They will lose sooner or later.

Nowadays, it is not a competition between the same sects. Once you lose, you will be ruined. Moreover, it does not matter if you die, your fellow sects will be affected.

Everyone knows this truth, so the disciples of the three sects are working hard to support it. However, what the world of cultivating immortals says is that after all, it is strength and cultivation that is not up to par. No matter how hard you work during the fight, you will just linger.

Sure enough, after persisting for a few more breaths, a disciple of Baiqiaoyuan wearing a Taoist robe could no longer resist, and the magical weapon was forcefully chopped into two halves.

How could the opponent let go of such a good opportunity? He fired a magic spell, but the sharp blade flashed and was already in front of him.

This man was so frightened that he couldn't even escape in time. The other three disciples wanted to help, but they were tightly entangled by their respective opponents.

He was about to be splashed with blood within five steps, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A cold snort reached their ears, and the disciples of the three sects did not feel anything wrong. However, those unfamiliar black-robed monks felt as if they had been struck by lightning, with blood spurting from their mouths.

"Tsk..." The sharp blade passed through the monk's neck, only cutting some flesh. However, his opponent couldn't stand, spurted blood and fell from the air.

To deal with a group of foundation-building monks, Lin Changsheng didn't even need to take action. He just snorted and wiped out these guys.

Then his figure appeared in mid-air. He escaped from death and turned defeat into victory, and in such an incredible way. The disciples of the three sects were surprised and looked at each other. They were actually wary of the monk who came to rescue him.

But soon, the stunning female cultivator from the Luoyun Sect recognized Lin Changsheng and quickly bowed and saluted.

"Mu Peiling from Tianquan Peak pays homage to Master Lin and thanks him for saving his life."

"Mu Peiling of Tianquan Peak, aren't you supposed to participate in the Three Sects Sword Trial Conference? Why are you here?"

Lin Changsheng frowned and asked.

Mu Peiling was not surprised that he could recognize him. His portrait has been seen by all the foundation building disciples of Luoyun Sect.

"The disciple is from the Mu family in Yunshuang County. He originally came to the family to obtain the inherited magic weapon, but the family's supreme elder was in charge of the mine, so he temporarily stayed in the mine. Unexpectedly, he encountered a demonic demon attacking the mountains here.

The Supreme Elder and others were trapped deep in the mine veins and sent us to leave through the secret passage, but we were still discovered unexpectedly. Fortunately, we met Master Lin."

Mu Peiling, who survived, had no time to thank Lin Changsheng. When she heard Lin Changsheng's question, she quickly answered, for fear of being misunderstood by Lin Changsheng.

"I see. You should leave first! I will leave the rest of the matter to you."

Hearing this, Lin Changsheng looked at Mu Peiling for a few times and said calmly.

"Master, take care, disciple, please leave."

Upon hearing Lin Changsheng's words, Mu Peiling and others immediately gave a big salute and turned into rays of light and left.

Seeing this, Lin Changsheng no longer stayed, and turned into a startling rainbow, flying towards the front with lightning speed. Soon, he saw another sight, and saw a flash of light in front of him, all kinds of rays of light reaching into the sky, and the sound of exploding and whistling was like fried beans.

, a continuous sound of shouting and cursing could be heard.

This time, there were fluctuations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It was obvious that there were Nascent Soul monks fighting each other, and one of the auras was somewhat familiar.

Then, the direction of the escape light changed slightly and flew over. Soon, the two fighting parties came into view.

Lin Changsheng completely ignored the battle between the Dan Jie monks, and his eyes fell on the three Nascent Soul monks who were fighting against each other.
To be continued...