Junior brother, he is both wild and fierce

"That poor monk from the mountain village, dressed so poorly, dares to come to Fengxian Pavilion."

The person who spoke was a man dressed in luxurious brocade clothes. The black hairpin on his hair looked very valuable.

The monks walking behind the man all looked at Lin Qingzhi and his group with contempt.

"Brother Zhang Qi, they are just a bunch of rural cultivators. Why waste your time talking to them?"

Lin Qingzhi's eyes were calm, and he didn't even look at the person who was speaking. Instead, he said to his fellow apprentices behind him, "Let's go in."

Seeing Lin Qingzhi was about to leave, Zhang Qi's face became distorted. He stopped Lin Qingzhi and asked rudely, "Who allowed you to leave?"

Lin Qingzhi's calm eyes were tinged with a hint of anger.

She was not familiar with Bi Jing, so she did not take the rudeness of the person in front of her seriously.

Lin Qingzhi looked at the man with cold and calm eyes, "What's the matter?"

It was this cold look that made Zhang Qi, who was speaking, freeze on the spot.

Zhang Qi was suspicious.

The woman was dressed simply and did not look like a disciple of a large immortal cultivation sect. This was why he dared to speak with disdain.

It was just a glance, but it was so overwhelming that it made him feel a little breathless.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing Zhang Qi standing there in a daze, he no longer had the arrogance he had just had.

The person behind him asked curiously, "Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

The pressure on him disappeared, and Zhang Qi took a moment to calm down before saying, "No...it's okay."

Zhang Qi looked up and saw that the group of rural monks had already entered Fengxian Pavilion.

Zhang Qi felt strange.

Where do these country monks come from?

Especially the woman in the lead, just one glance at her made his hair tremble.

The people around him made sarcastic remarks.

"Brother Zhang, look at how brave those poor monks are. They actually entered the Fengxian Pavilion without any fear of being beaten out."

"The waiters of Fengxian Pavilion are all in the middle or late stage of foundation building, and the manager is a powerful person in the Jindan stage. I also heard that the master behind Fengxian Pavilion is a powerful person in the Yuanying stage."

"Brother Zhang, we're going to have a good show to watch soon."

After waiting for a while, they were surprised to see that the group of poor monks had not been driven out yet.

"Strange, strange, those poor monks are obviously freeloaders, why haven't the people from Fengxian Pavilion driven them out yet?"

Everyone couldn't help but look into Fengxian Pavilion out of curiosity.

Zhang Qi stopped the waiter who came out and asked, "Where are those people just now?"

The waiter was confused, "Who is this guest?"

Zhang Qi said anxiously, "They are the dozen or so foreign monks who just came in, dressed simply."

The waiter said with a smile, "Those distinguished guests are dining in the private room on the third floor right now."

"Distinguished guests?" Zhang Qi looked surprised. "How could they be distinguished guests?"

Hearing this, the waiter's face suddenly turned cold.

"My dear guest, what you said is wrong. One of them is a good friend of the Pavilion Master, so how can he not be a distinguished guest?"

The people behind him gasped.

The group of people were dressed simply, and I thought they were poor monks from the countryside, but I didn't expect them to be friends of the mysterious master of Fengxian Pavilion.

Several people said goodbye to Zhang Qi.

"Brother Zhang, I have something else to do at home, so I'll leave first."

"Brother Zhang, I have something to do, so I won't drink with you today."

"I have something to do, so I'll excuse myself first."

Several people dispersed, leaving only Zhang Qi with a pale face.

Zhang Qi is from a branch of the Zhang family in Bijing, and is in the middle stage of foundation building.

He usually relies on his family background to act tyrannically in the city of Biging. If he dislikes someone, he will drag him to the alley and beat him up.

The mysterious leader of Fengxian Pavilion is someone that even the Patriarch of the Zhang family doesn't dare to offend easily.

Although this mysterious Pavilion Master has only reached the Nascent Soul Stage, he has a generous personality and loves making friends. Elder Buxu, who is in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Stage of the Qingyun Sect, Gui Qiuzi, the number one black evil god of the Shenyun Sect, and the leader of the transformed demon clan of the Luosha Sea are all good friends of this Pavilion Master.

Elder Buxu appears to be amiable and has an air of an immortal, but the head of the family says that he is extremely hypocritical.

Not to mention Gui Qiuzi, this man is vindictive and cruel, and he earned the title of the No. 1 Black Evil God by killing people.

Rakshasa Sea is inhabited by a group of extremely vicious and cruel shapeshifting monsters.

Since he can be on friendly terms with these people, this mysterious Pavilion Master must not be a good person.

No wonder the head of the family is so wary.

Zhang Qi suddenly thought of that look just now.

Although it looks calm and peaceful, it is like a deep pool in a valley that can imprison a person's soul.

Zhang Qi felt a chill running down his body and fled away.

A few days later.

Ascension Conference.

This Ascension Conference was held with exceptional grandeur, and the venue was so large that it could accommodate tens of thousands of cultivators to watch the martial arts.

In this conference, only cultivators above the foundation building stage and below the Nascent Soul stage can participate in the competition.

The gap in strength between the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators and the Golden Core Stage cultivators is too great, so Xuan Axe divides them into two. To the left of Xuan Axe is the Foundation Establishment Stage competition arena, and to the right of Xuan Axe is the Golden Core Stage competition arena.

After more than ten days of competition in the two venues, two geniuses will emerge as winners.

Reward for first place in the Foundation Establishment Period.

Form a golden elixir.

Five thousand high-quality spirit stones.

A mid-grade spiritual weapon, the Wind Chasing Wings.

A book on the secret art of alchemy.

There are 100 each of Qi-replenishing pills, Qi-nourishing pills, and Qi-enhancing pills.

Reward for first place in the Jindan stage.

One Infant Transformation Pill.

Ten thousand high-quality spirit stones.

A top-grade spiritual weapon, a golden brocade robe (this item can resist three attacks from a Nascent Soul cultivator.)

A monster egg (can hatch a level 6 monster.)

A book on the art of making talismans.

There are 100 each of Qi-replenishing pills, Qi-nourishing pills, and Qi-enhancing pills.

Hearing this, Lin Qingzhi, who was already on the stands, was stunned for a moment.

Lin Qingzhi: “…”

This golden robe and wind-chasing wings are spiritual weapons forged by her a few years ago.

The monks in the stands exclaimed.

"The rewards for the winners of this Ascension Conference are much richer than those of the last conference. City Lord Ye is really generous."

"Who said it wasn't? Not only are there a lot more spirit stones, but there are also mid-grade and high-grade spirit tools, and monster eggs that can hatch level six monsters."

"The most important thing is to form the Golden Pill and the Infant Transformation Pill. These two are what cultivators dream of."

"This year's Ascension Conference will surely be extremely lively."

There were many cultivators in the stands who had been stuck in the Golden Elixir Great Perfection for a hundred years.

They looked at the Infant Transformation Pill with burning eyes.