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Chapter 1126 Meeting an acquaintance again

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    Qingyang rested in Lianxin Alley for an hour and felt that he was almost recovered. Then he got up and continued walking forward. He walked about a hundred feet and reached the end of the passage. After going out, he suddenly became enlightened. He looked up and saw that he was in the right place.  It's the top of the hill you saw below.

    On the right side of Lianxin Lane, there is a huge square. There are more than 20 people standing in the square. Apart from Si Tian, ??Simu, Sishui Zhenren and ten city lords of the fairy cities, the remaining thirteen people are the quasi-masters of each fairy city.  The Sons of God.  Among those thirteen people, Qingyang only knew one, Jiao Chenfeng from Withered Tomb City. During the time when Qingyang was resting at the end of Lianxin Lane, five quasi-holy sons passed by him, including  There is no Jiao Chenfeng, which means that Jiao Chenfeng passed the ninth level test earlier than Qingyang. This shows that Jiao Chenfeng still has some real ability.

    When Qingyang saw Jiao Chenfeng, Jiao Chenfeng was also looking at Qingyang. He didn't care about anyone. The only one he was more afraid of was Qingyang, who had taken away his first place in Kuzhong City.  So when he spent more than nine hours coming out of Lianxin Alley, what he was most afraid of was that Qingyang was already in front of him. Fortunately, when he came out, he found that there were only five people in front of him and no Qingyang was there.

    He breathed a sigh of relief on the spot. Although he was not the first in this level, he finally defeated the person who had made him look embarrassed. After that, he kept observing the exit of Lianxin Alley for ten hours.  , ten and a half hours, it was not until eleven hours passed that Qing Yangcai's figure appeared. At this time, it had been more than an hour since Jiao Chenfeng passed the test.

    Jiao Chenfeng didn't expect that Qingyang would come out so late and take nearly two hours longer than him. Such a big gap made him feel even more uncomfortable. He actually lost to such a bad person, wasn't it?  It proved that the game in Dry Tomb City was a failure.

    Except for Jiao Chenfeng, who was slightly concerned about Qingyang, the others didn't care that it took an hour to pass through Lianxin Alley. Such a person should not be a big threat to them, but those who had seen him in Lianxin Alley  The few people who passed Qingyang and rested against the wall looked at him a few times.

    There is still less than an hour left in the said day, but as the deadline approaches, the speed of the quasi-holy sons coming out of Lianxin Alley gradually speeds up. At the beginning, no one came out for a quarter of an hour.  During the time, two or three people came out every quarter of an hour. Especially in the last quarter of an hour, five people came out in succession. In less than an hour, thirteen people came out, almost catching up with the eleven before.  The sum of the hours came out.

    This is also because everyone is counting the time, knowing that the deadline mentioned by Master Si Tian is coming, and they are about to miss the opportunity to become the final election of the Holy Son. Many people are risking their lives and forcing their way into Lianxin Alley regardless of the consequences.  , so many people come out in a hurry.

    Among the thirteen people behind, there is also a quasi-holy son from Dry Tomb City, but he is another senior seventh-level Qi Refining monk who is not familiar with Qingyang, not Shangguan Yan.  Back in Withered Tomb City, Shangguan Yan was selected due to a lot of luck, and he became a quasi-sage because of his extraordinary performance. After all, he had just broken through to the seventh level of Qi refining, and there was no way he could compete with the veteran seventh-level Qi refining players in other immortal cities.  Compared with monks, it is normal to be eliminated in Lianxin Alley.

    Master Sitian had been counting the time, and when he saw that the one-day deadline had come, he turned to the ten city lords and said: "There is no rule without rules. The deadline has come. Only these twenty-seven people have passed the test of Lianxin Lane. I will tell you later."  I will take them to see the Boundless Saint, and as for the eliminated ones and those quasi-holy children who have not yet come out of Lianxin Alley, I will leave it to you to deal with."

    After the ten city lords took their orders, Sitian Zhenren and three others left the square with the twenty-seven people who had passed the Lianxin Lane test, heading towards a large hall in the distance. There were very few buildings on the entire hilltop, only that one.  The main hall is relatively majestic, and it seems that the Infinite Saint Lord lives there.

    In this forbidden area of ????Wuliang Mountain, unless there is an emergency, no one dares to fly casually. The main hall looks very close, but it took more than two quarters of an hour to walk all the way there.  There are relatively few monks in Wuliang Mountain, and even this forbidden area seems very deserted. There is not a single person nearby. The tall palace is extremely empty, making it difficult for people to get close.

    Arriving at the entrance of the main hall, Master Si Mu and Sishui stepped forward and pushed open the door. Then Master Si Tian led everyone into the main hall. There were several Jindan monks standing in the hall, but the one with the highest cultivation level was Jindan.  The seventh floor, it seems that the immeasurable saint is not among them.

    But this is normal. What kind of person is the Infinite Saint, how could he let him wait for these Qi Refining monks?  Seeing Master Sitian coming in with twenty-seven quasi-holy sons, another seventh-level golden elixir monk in the main hall turned around and went to the back of the main hall, probably to inform the Infinite Saint.

    Thinking of myself??The quasi-holy disciples present were very excited to see the legendary immeasurable saint, and possibly become his direct disciple. This is one of the seven overlords of the fallen ghosts.  The only ninth-level golden elixir monk, who rules ten large fairy cities around him, is the ruler of hundreds of millions of people below. He never thought that he would see the day when he would see him.

    Not only those quasi-holy sons in the Qi refining period, but even Qingyang couldn't help being curious, wanting to see what kind of person this so-called infinite sage is.

    After about a cup of tea time, footsteps sounded from the back of the main hall, and then several Jindan monks surrounded by an old man came to everyone.  This old man has white beard and hair, and looks ordinary, like a mortal old man with no cultivation, but being surrounded by so many Golden Core cultivators, even if he is really just a mortal old man, he seems extraordinary at this time  .

    Nine out of ten this old man is the Infinite Holy One. The quasi-holy sons were suddenly excited, and finally saw the legendary figure, and everyone wanted to kneel down and pay respects immediately.  Only after Qingyang saw the old man, he was not excited at all, but more surprised, because he had seen this old man, it was the alchemy old man who asked him about alchemy a few days ago.

    At the beginning, Qingyang saw that the middle-aged woman only had a mid-stage foundation-building cultivation base, so he decided that the cultivation base of the alchemy old man should be about the same, and the possibility of exceeding the foundation-building range was unlikely.  Holy Lord, it¡¯s really troublesome if you can¡¯t use your spiritual thoughts.

    No wonder the middle-aged woman kept saying that he had no talent for alchemy. At that time, Qingyang thought that the old man was a foundation-building monk, and a foundation-building monk became a foundation-building alchemist. Although he lacked some spirituality, he was not too bad. Looking at it now, that  The middle-aged woman did not wrong him at all. A nine-level Jindan cultivator, a master with a radius of 100,000 miles, practiced alchemy for hundreds of years and invested countless resources, but in the end he was only at the level of a foundation-building alchemist.  This talent gap is really outrageous.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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