Chapter 278 Back to Dongzhou

Qianqiu only felt white in front of his eyes, and then he couldn't see anything. He only felt that his body was getting more and more uncontrollable, and finally he felt as if he couldn't feel his body at all.

Qianqiu wanted to resist, but the feeling of powerlessness derived from the bottom of his heart made him unable to react at all.

This is the power of space, which can also be said to be... This is the power of heaven... No matter how strong you are, you can always feel powerless from the bottom of your heart, irresistible, powerful... Unfathomable.

Suddenly, a sound of running water came from his ear. Qianqiu opened his eyes and felt that the control of his body seemed to return to his hands.

Touched my cheeks and hands before I was sure that this was not an illusion... The power just now made Qianqiu feel that all this was an illusion after he came out.

"Where is this?" Qianqiu looked at the landscape in front of him, and there was a warbler singing in his ears. He smelled the fragrance of flowers in his nose, and his tone couldn't help but be a little confused.

He wants to go back to Dongzhou. If he passes himself to Xizhou or further away, won't he go back to Dongzhou?

A spiritual power gathered slightly on Qianqiu's feet, and Qianqiu only felt that his body was light and flew up in the air.

When it comes to the feathering period, you can travel in the air.

In the early stage of feathering, although we have not been exposed to the laws of space, we already know some relatively simple laws.

Running the spiritual power, Qianqiu turned into a streamer and flew out.

There is a huge platform on a high mountain, which is about 100 feet high and 360 feet wide, and the overhead platform is about 300 feet wide.

This is the famous 'Jusendai' in Dongzhou's immortal world, and the three major comparisons are held here every year.

And every year, countless proud sons of heaven will fall here. The three sects are close to us. Those who have sects will naturally come here to participate in the big comparison under the leadership of the sect. If there is no sect, they can only sign up through the registration office set up in Juxian Pavilion in the first month and get the order to gather immortals. After that, you can participate.

Ju Sendai is run by some well-known but neutral monks between Sanxiu and Zongmen, and undertakes to maintain the fair nature of the three majors.

The great elder of Juxian Pavilion is a monk at the peak of the Jinmen period. The second elder is exhausted, the late Jinmen monk, the third elder is cold and the late Jinmen monk. The strength is not strong.

In particular, Zheng Haotian has surpassed the current suzerain of the three sects, and he is also an extremely prestigious person in the whole Dongzhou.

On this day, the immortals on Sendai come and go. Is it lively? There are countless monks, men and women, old and young. The purpose is the same, that is, the Juxian Pavilion in front of them.

"What's your name? What strength?" A young monk sat there, holding a jade book in his left hand and a jade pen in his right hand.

"Huang Xin, the early stage of refining." A monk replied.

"Okay, next." The young monk gently stroked on the jade book with a jade pen and shouted again.

"Li Hou, in the middle of refining." A big man said in a rough voice.

"Okay, next." The young monk kept repeating.

"Liancheng, the middle of Danhua." An extremely young-looking monk whispered.

"Uh... In the middle of Danhua?" The young monk in charge of registration looked at the monk younger than himself in astonishment and said, "Why don't you come with the sect?"

The little monk's face was gloomy and said, "I'm Sanxiu..."

"Hahahaha." Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter around him, "A scattered repair in the middle of Danhua dares to participate in the three major comparisons?"

The comparison of the three sects is not just a matter of the three sects. The three sects will take this opportunity to expand the strength of their own sects and attract more scattered practitioners to come to join.

"It's too self-sufficient. Let's go back obediently and come back after two more years of practice." A monk laughed.

"Little friend, your mother is looking for you, hahahaha." A monk joked.

"Hahaha." Suddenly, there was a lot of joy around.

The little monk looked at these laughing monks, his eyes were full of helplessness and sadness, but never shed a tear.

"I must participate in the three majors." The little monk ignored the ridicule of the people around him and said stubbornly to the young monk.

The young monk did not laugh at the little monk, but was slightly moved and said, "You'd better go back and practice for a few more years. Maybe there will be a chance next time."

"No, I must participate in this big meeting." The little monk is still stubborn.

“... All right." The young monk nodded helplessly and said, "Liancheng, right... I..." Before the young monk finished his words, he saw the little monk named Liancheng fly out in an instant.

The little monk's thin body suddenly hit a stone pillar on the left.

The little monk spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. Although his eyes were still open, his hands and feet could not move. You can imagine how powerful the collision was.

"Little bastard, do you also want to participate in the three-scale comparison?" A man wearing treasures came in and looked at the little monk on the ground and sneered.

"Why do you have such a heavy hand?" The young monk asked with a frown.

"He blocked my way." The man said arrogantly.

"Who are you?" The young monk asked.

"Me? Listen, I'm the Yuwen style of the Yuwen family. The man's expression became more arrogant.

"Yuwen family." There was a burst of exclamation around.

"I heard that this Yuwen family is a relatively strong family of immortal cultivation, among which there are two monks in the feathering period." A monk whispered.

Is that right? That's not easy." Another monk was shocked.

"Yuwen Family..." The young monk in charge of signing up changed his face. Naturally, he knew that the Yuwen family was quite arrogant and unscrupulous. It was said that in addition to the two monks in the feathering period, he also had a secular relationship with a senior elder of Diyuezong.

If he is an apprentice of one of the three elders of Juxian Pavilion, he will naturally care about this Yuwenfeng, but he is just an ordinary boy. If a monk in the feathering period comes to question himself, I believe that the three elders will only open one eye and one eye.

"Alas.. It's not good for you." The young monk looked at the little monk lying on the ground with clenched fists and sighed in his heart.

"Yuwen, I don't know what your cultivation is..." The young monk asked politely.

Yu Wenfeng seemed to be very satisfied with the attitude of these people and said, "In the late stage of refining."

"The late period of refining gods?" The young monk was stunned. This Yuwen style is only in his twenties. He can practice until the late stage of refining gods in his twenties. He is definitely a genius.

"Sure enough, he is the eldest son of the Yuwen family. He actually practiced to the late refining god at such a age." Some monks couldn't help admiring.

When the young monk was about to write Yuwenfeng's name, a dramatic scene happened. Yuwenfeng flew out like the little monk just now and hit the stone pillar on the right.

'Ka' Yuwenfeng was a little more miserable than the little monk, and the stone pillar was cracked.

Yu Wenfeng suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and there was a sound of broken bones on his back.

"Premson, Prince." Seeing that Yu Wenfeng was suddenly beaten like this, the two servants were shocked and hurried up to support Yu Wenfeng.

"Ah!!!" Yu Wenfeng howled, and the two attendants hurriedly put Yu Wenfeng back on the ground.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!!!" Yu Wenfeng's mouth was full of blood and he couldn't help screaming. The arrogance just now had long disappeared.

"Shit, who are you to attack the eldest son of the Yuwen family?" A servant stood up and shouted at a man in a white robe with a 'unrivaled' face.

"Oh... He is blocking my way. Qianqiu's eyes were cold and he said lightly.

The attendant stagnated. This sentence was exactly what their son had just said. Unexpectedly, it would be returned so quickly.

But immediately, the servant thought of what kind of punishment he would receive when he saw the prince after going back, and immediately stood up.

"You will regret if you dare to attack the eldest son of the Yuwen family." The servant stood up and said.

"Oh? Just by you? Do you want me to regret it?" Qianqiu looked at the two monks who were just the peak of the refining god and said.