My ability pool is superior to others

Although it is also called Ziyun Mountain, the Ziyun Mountain where Lu Bai is at the moment does not have any maple forests that are as red as fire.

It covers a very large area, so it would be better to call it Ziyun Mountain Range rather than Ziyun Mountain.

Walking in the mountains, almost all you see are green peaks.

With towering strange rocks and vigorous ancient pines, there is no problem in using it as a scenic spot.

Lu Bai had no intention of joining up with the Qingwang Sect disciples. Anyway, with those Qingwang Sect disciples' cultivation level, it was impossible for them to provide him with any help. It was better to let them play by themselves.

After making the decision, he flew at a low altitude and headed straight for the highest peak among the mountains.

If nothing unexpected happens, the heroes of the younger generation will eventually head to this highest peak located in the center of Ziyun Mountain.

It is obvious that thousands of disciples from the immortal sects dispersed into the purple cloud is definitely not as exaggerated as pouring a cup of water into the sea.

In terms of the monks' mobility, it is at most like pouring a cup of water into a fish tank.

In just a short while, Lu Bai felt a lot of fluctuations in magic power, and it was obvious that many disciples of the immortal sect had already started fighting.

As Lu Bai traveled in such a conspicuous way by flying, he would naturally be noticed by many immortal sect disciples along the way, but no one had attacked him yet.

After all, it was rumored that he defeated Xioyan, who was in the late foundation building stage, with one move, and was suspected to have entered the golden elixir stage. If one did not have confidence in himself, he would not dare to challenge a strong man of Lu Bai's level.

However, just because no one provoked him didn't mean no one asked him for help.

When Lu Bai was about to fly over a stone forest, an anxious female voice sounded from below.

"Is this you, Senior Brother Lu Bai from Qingwang Sect?"

There was a sense of surprise in the voice, as if he had been saved from a desperate situation, which made Lu Bai look down subconsciously.

Then he saw the young woman who was shouting being punched away, blood spurting out, and her black hair, like a waterfall, was stained with blood and became disheveled.

Seeing this, Lu Bai also stopped and stood in mid-air.

After a quick glance, the situation below seemed quite simple.

There were two groups of people, one group consisted of three muscular men, and the other group consisted of five female monks with different styles.

Although the female monks had the advantage in numbers, they were clearly being suppressed and had to ask for help.

Seeing that her senior sister was beaten seriously and was in critical condition, one of the younger sisters hurriedly shouted to Lu Bai.

"Our Fan Palace Academy has been on good terms with the Qingwang Sect for generations. Now that we are in trouble, we hope Senior Brother Lu Bai will lend a helping hand!"

Before Lu Bai could figure it out, the three muscular brothers on the other side spoke up.

The leader stepped forward and bowed to him, saying, "Fellow Daoist Lu, this matter has nothing to do with you. If you can leave now, our Golden Scale Holy Land will accept your favor."

Lu Bai could easily sense that the three disciples of the Golden Scale Holy Land were all in the Foundation Establishment stage, while among the five disciples of the Brahma Palace Academy, only two were in the Foundation Establishment stage, and both were only in the early stages of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Under such a situation, let alone a Jindan-stage cultivator, even a foundation-building-stage cultivator would be a force that could affect the balance.

Both groups of people stared at Lu Bai, waiting for him to make a decision.

In comparison, the Golden Scale Holy Land side seemed more relaxed.

In their opinion, with the reputation of their own Golden Scale Holy Land, no normal person would want to offend it easily. Moreover, they did not ask Lu Bai for help, but just asked him to pretend he did not see it and leave.

"Are you guys from the Golden Scale Holy Land so unreasonable?" The junior sister from the Brahma Palace was so angry that she was about to cry.

The muscular man in the lead curled his lips in disdain: "If you want to blame someone, blame your Young Master for not knowing what is good for you and daring to refuse to become a Taoist partner with the Holy Son."

Listening to the conversation between the two parties, Lu Bai suddenly felt a toothache.

He originally thought that the two groups were fighting for some treasure, but it turned out to be just this kind of thing. This made him feel a little bored, so he urged his own spiritual power and prepared to continue flying to the center of Ziyun Mountain.

At this moment, the muscular man in the lead saw Lu Bai's answer with his actions, and smiled with satisfaction: "Daoyou Lu, you have made a wise choice. I will tell the Holy Son about this. Even if the Holy Son does not allow you to follow, he will definitely reward you."

Lu Bai had already flown a short distance, but when he heard this, he turned back.

The smile on his face grew wider: “You seem to have misunderstood something.”

"What do you mean?"

The muscular man in the lead was slightly stunned.

Lu Bai did not explain. He raised his hand to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condensed a huge spiritual palm print, and slapped it down in an instant.

The palm print composed purely of spiritual energy was like a towering mountain, with a majestic feeling, covering the three disciples of the Golden Scale Holy Land within the attack range.

The gap between foundation building and golden elixir, although not as huge as heaven and earth, is also not something that ordinary people can make up for.

Even under the threat of death, the three disciples of the Golden Scale Holy Land tried every possible means but were still powerless.

The palm print was like a mountain pressing down. The tough bodies that the disciples of the Golden Scale Holy Land were proud of were shattered on the spot, and all of them died.

The situation changed too quickly and several female disciples of the Brahma Palace Academy didn't have time to react. By the time they realized they had escaped from a desperate situation, Lu Bai had already flown far away.

……

On the high platform of Ziyun City.

The middle-aged man with golden skin snorted coldly, stood up and looked at Elder Wang.

"Wang Gambler, your Qingwang Sect's disciples are quite capable."

Naturally, there is no shortage of secret techniques for recording images in the immortal sect.

In order to prevent cheating, the situation in Ziyun Mountain was broadcast live.

So after seeing his three talented disciples being killed by Lu Bai with a single slap, the elder of the Golden Scale Holy Land was considered to have good self-control as he did not attack violently and hurt anyone.

Elder Wang felt a little headache, but since it had already happened, he couldn't just admit defeat, so he gritted his teeth and fought back: "Why? Can't you afford to lose? If you can't afford to play, don't play."

"Good good."

The elder of the Golden Scale Holy Land laughed in anger, said nothing more, and sat back in his seat.

An old woman with wrinkles on her face had a complicated expression.

She was the leading elder of the Brahma Palace Academy this time. She just gave Elder Wang a grateful look and did not say anything mainly because she did not dare to offend the Golden Scale Holy Land.

……

The Golden Scale Holy Son sat cross-legged in the air, his whole body shining with golden light, and he exuded a heavy and fierce aura.

He soon received the message from his own holy land disciple before his death, and an undisguised murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Lu Bai, right?"

He changed from a cross-legged sitting position to a standing position, and during this process, his body felt like thunder, crackling and even the air was vibrating.

Noticing his action, the disciple of the Golden Scale Holy Land who had just severely injured an opponent turned around and asked cautiously, "Holy Son, what are you doing?"

The Golden Scale Saint was filled with murderous intent.

"There is a guy who is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. He needs to be given despair." (End of this chapter)