Chapter 113 Getting Started

Seven-star Xuanmo Volume 2 Alien Fairy Road

Chapter 113 Introduction

"These two should be disciples of Haobaimen." Jiyang looked at the two quietly and said in his heart. When I looked behind the green bamboo pavilion again, I only saw a gray and hazy scene, and I couldn't see anything real. This made a strange color flash in Jiyang's eyes: "It seems that this is just a temporary place, and there should be some famous behind it."

After looking at the back of the gray bamboo pavilion, Jiyang quietly pressed the withered yellow bamboo hat and casually walked to the pavilion.

At this time, in addition to the two monks from Haobaimen, there are also 15 or 26 immortals in different clothes sitting around the pavilion. Some of them meditate alone around the bamboo pavilion, and some sit in a small circle and talk about anything softly, all of which they dare not speak loudly.

The arrival of Jiyang naturally attracted the attention of those monks. Everyone looked at him sideways. Even a man and a woman in the pavilion also looked at him slightly, but after seeing the spiritual fluctuations in the early stage of Jiyang's practice, they stopped paying attention to it and were busy with their own affairs again. Jiyang Yang's eyes flashed slightly and glanced at the bodies of these people and felt relieved. The aura fluctuations in these people were much higher than themselves. Unexpectedly, most of them were in the middle of the cultivation of qi refining. Among them, two or three of them were full of strong and abnormal momentum, obviously stepped into the late stage of qi refining. This made Jiyang have to sigh greatly. No wonder he is not eye-catching. He really doesn't even have the qualification to make them pay attention.

Outside Zhuting, Jiyang's attention is one of the men in gold who sits alone. This person is calm and hidden, and he is one of the few monks in the later period of gas refining. This man occupied a large area outside the bamboo pavilion, almost the size of two or three others. It seemed to be extremely domineering, but none of the many monks showed any dissatisfaction with it. Instead, he looked at the man with a faint fear.

At first, when he looked at this person, Jiyang's mind was also moved, because at first glance, this man in gold gave himself an extremely dangerous feeling. This person gave himself a feeling like a rock, which was indestructible. If he fought with him, he would probably be defeated and fled.

"This person should not be provoked." It's just that Jiyang made a decision at a glance.

In addition to the man in gold, there is also a charming woman who is extremely exposed to give Jiyang a particularly strange feeling. The woman is just wearing a layer of almost transparent pink veil, and the graceful body inside is looming in the eyes of everyone, which is extremely angry. At this time, she is being met by three or four young men. The monk gathered around the center talking and laughing and burst into a giggle from time to time. The laughter seemed to have a very strange magic, which fascinated the three or four young men. It seems that there is nothing in my eyes except that woman.

When I saw this woman dressed as an avant-garde on the earth, Jiyang couldn't help raising his eyebrows, with a trace of surprise on his face. He couldn't help looking at it a few more. After all, Jiyang is also a man. This opportunity to feast his eyes is not white, but after a while, Jiyang's expression It's a little cold.

Although this woman only looks like in the middle of refining, the seductive charm emanating from her body makes Jiyang's eyes not look good. This woman's cultivation is obviously a very powerful charm, otherwise she would not have played with three fellow monks on the palm of her hand.

Knowing the mystery, Jiyang naturally dares not look at it any more. After all, Meishu will have a big problem if he really falls into it.

Withdrawing his eyes, Jiyang looked around, and then casually found the same place to sit down cross-legged and closed his eyes. What Jiyang didn't know was that at the moment he appeared, the exposed woman and the cold-faced girl in the pavilion looked at him with a strange face.

Time gradually passed, and during the period of Jiyang's quiet waiting, there were more new monks around the pavilion, and there were dozens of them in half a day.

Although most of the monks here are more than the middle of qi refining, there are also a small number of about 11 or 12 early qi practice monks, and most of these people have young faces, and even Jiyang saw a child of 15 or 16 years old in it, which made Jiyang quite emotional and speechless.

After two hours of hard work, finally no one came back. At this time, almost 70 or 80 scattered practitioners have gathered here. The cultivation varies from the late stage of the gas refining period, which greatly opened Jiyang's eyes. Although he is also an immortal, he has only seen so many immortals. It was the first time, so it was inevitable that there would be some little excitement, but because he had covered his face, not many people found his expression, and there were also many people dressed similar to Jiyang here. Obviously, these scattered cultivations have extremely obvious vigilance.

When the last scattered repair arrived and no one appeared on the way, the two men and one woman standing in the bamboo pavilion finally moved.

The two monks glanced at each other, and then the female monk slowly walked out of the bamboo pavilion, looked at the many men and women around them and slowly said, "The time has come. I think you must be clear about the rules of recruiting gatekeepers for me in Haobaimen before you come here, and I won't say more. Next, please ask Taoist friends with double-attribute spiritual roots and Taoist friends in the later stage of gas refining to stand up. You don't need to test it. You have been accepted by my Haobaimen.

As soon as the woman's voice fell, figures came out and stood silently behind the woman. There were not only some young monks, but also some elderly people, all of whom stood behind the woman, looking respectfully.

I think these are the so-called qualified talents. Those young monks are obviously monks above the two-attribute spiritual root. The number is not too many, but only seven or eight people. What surprised Jiyang most is that the little child who is only 15 or 16 years old is on the list. Obviously, this son The qualification of spiritual roots is absolutely not low. After all, these disciples above the two-attribute spiritual roots can be regarded as good seedlings and are worth cultivating a sect. Although the opportunity is not big, if there is really a strong man among these people, it will definitely be a big profit for Hao Baimen and will never lose money.

And those middle-year-old monks are calm, old, restrained, and seem to be very low-key. But Jiyang knew that none of these dozen people could easily deal with it.

And the ordinary woman and the big man with a sword are all one level higher than the scattered cultivation in the later stage of these dozen qi refining. Obviously, they have reached another higher level. As for the name of Jiyang, he doesn't know much about this realm. There is not much of the "The True Secret of Flame" that he has practiced. Description, and he met very few immortals and had no time to inquire about one or two, which made Jiyang quite helpless.

"After joining Haobaimen, you must find someone to ask, otherwise there will be a problem sooner or later if you practice like this." Jiyang said to himself secretly that he was deeply afraid of the two monks of Haobaimen.

Looking at nearly 20 people behind her, the woman in white glanced at them coldly: "You all know the rules of my white door. If you have a number of people among them, you will definitely be killed. Do you know that?"

"I'll wait clearly." Everyone behind him replied at the same time.

"Well, since you know it, go to the door and report there. There will be people in charge of this matter for you to verify your identity one by one." The woman in white nodded.

Then the woman seemed to think of something and suddenly looked back at the remaining 50 or 60 people, and a strange color flashed in her eyes: "Which Taoist friend is Jiyang? You have also been accepted by this door."