Evil Dao Xiuxian: I can giantize elixirs and exotic beasts

Time goes back to a few minutes ago. There is a hidden world inside the cloud ladder of Fengqitai. When you enter it, you will feel that the space is so vast that you can't see the end at a glance.

However, from the perspective of the audience outside, the scene on the top of the Fengqitai cloud ladder can be seen in full view.

Many people were seen looking at a position on the ladder with puzzled expressions. They knew that it was probably the top three newcomers. In fact, if one of them was not a direct disciple of Master Jingxuan, the onlookers would not have lingered on it for long.

Because apart from the newly initiated monks, those monks in the late stage of the Soul Condensation Realm were more interesting. They were all vying for the first place and had basically passed the fifty-mile mark of the cloud ladder, and a dozen of them had even reached nearly seventy miles.

At this point, every step forward becomes extremely difficult. It is an extreme test of one's own magic power, spiritual consciousness, and physical body, as well as a tempering of one's state of mind and perseverance.

But at this moment, many eyes were looking at the position thirty-seven miles away from the ladder, and fell on the few new monks.

"Why did the three of them suddenly stop? Shouldn't they be competing fiercely for ranking?"

"Look, Master Jingxuan's disciple is at the third position among the newcomers."

"By the way, do you feel like the three of them are chatting?"

"Well...."

“It’s not just chatting, it’s harmonious.”

Those who discovered this situation all had strange expressions on their faces. They were competitors, but at the critical moment they stopped to chat as if no one was around. This time the Fengling Palace inner door review was really "weird".

At the same time, on the suspended white jade square, several figures holding special magic mirrors were also looking at the cloud ladder thirty-seven miles away.

One of the Daotai Realm Fifth Level Elders twitched his beard, then turned and said hesitantly, "Palace Master, should we secretly warn them? After all, there are many non-sectarian cultivators who have come to observe the ceremony... It's not proper to act like this."

Although the old man did not say it explicitly, his meaning was very clear between the lines.

"What reminder? How should I say it? Tell them to show some fighting spirit and stop chatting in a friendly atmosphere? You have to know that one of them is the direct disciple of the newly promoted Supreme Elder!"

The middle-aged man in the lead, who was wearing a dark black robe, looked somewhat helpless, but he did not agree with the old man's proposal.

He hadn't been the palace master for long, and didn't want to step down so early.

Although as the Palace Master of Fengling Palace he only handles the daily affairs of the sect and coordinates the resources of the sect, a position that only requires one to be at the Daotai level, and his power is not that great, he still put in a lot of effort to become the Palace Master.

There are so many competitors, and he doesn't want to offend Zhu Yazhi, such a popular girl, for no reason.

"what?"

"Moved!"

The middle-aged man looked down at the magic mirror in his hand, his eyes suddenly shining, and then he became confused and uncertain, "No, no, what does he want to do? Is he trying to catch up with those disciples in the late Soul Condensation Realm ahead?!"

As the Palace Master of Fengling Palace, he had naturally climbed the Fengqitai Cloud Ladder when he was in the Yunling Realm, and he knew very well how difficult it was to climb the cloud ladder.

For a cultivator at the fourth level of the Soul Condensation Realm, thirty-three miles is basically the limit, let alone running wildly after thirty-seven miles.

"Okay! Okay!"

"Cut a few more pieces of the painting curtain and put them on this new disciple. Let them see who said that no new monk in this inner sect review has anything to show for it?!"

The middle-aged man looked very happy. He didn't care whether the disciple had a special physique or special bloodline, or had other opportunities, but today he had earned honor for him and slapped the faces of many of his competitors.

Because it was he, the Palace Master, who recruited these disciples into the sect, and if there were no outstanding people, he would lose face.

As for Zhu Yazhi, she was a complete exception. Gao Jingxuan's promotion to Tongxuan Zhenjun and becoming the fourth supreme elder of Fengling Palace was an unexpected surprise.

As the Palace Master, he had no sense of involvement in the two of them becoming master and disciple, so he didn't dare to take any credit for himself.

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The competition among the ninth-level disciples of the Soul-Enriching Realm at the front of the ladder was extremely fierce. They were chasing each other and attracting a lot of attention. They were all looking forward to who would get the special magic weapon, the Three Flames Mysterious Gold Bottle.

At the same time, because of the presence of Zhu Yazhi, the direct disciple of Master Tongxuan, at the thirty-seventh mile mark, and the two disturbances caused by Xu Yang, few people were interested in the ladder before the thirty-three-mile mark.

Call ~

Qian Xuefei stood alone at the 32nd mile of the cloud ladder. She exhaled a breath of hot white air and her expression became a little heavy.

She underestimated this inner sect review, thinking that as long as she advanced to the fourth level of the Soul Condensation Realm, she could rest easy. At the same time, she also underestimated the unstable foundation brought about by the Qi and Blood Pill.

The Qi and Blood Pill allowed her to successfully advance to the fourth level of the Soul Condensation Realm, but her body, magic power, and spiritual consciousness all had flaws.

Compared with a normal cultivator at the fourth level of the Soul Condensation Realm, his Qi and blood seem thin and weak, his magic power is not strong enough, and his spiritual consciousness is only solid. In general, his foundation has been damaged in the attempt to break through the realm.

"I hope this mind-concentrating technique can really help me break through!"

Qian Xuefei rested for a while, looked up and glanced ahead, but Xu Yang's figure had disappeared.

She sighed, lifted her legs and continued to move forward, not daring to stop and delay for too long, because the longer she stayed, the heavier the burden on her shoulders would become.

Whoosh!

Qian Xuefei stepped down and instantly found herself in the center of a wind valley. The strong wind that blew down the big trees swept over her, and immediately made her body stagger from side to side, and she even had a tendency to move backward.

“I saw it, right in front!!”

Qian Xuefei bent down and tried to maintain her balance. Her dress rustled in the wind. Her hairpin had fallen off and was lost. Her long black hair danced wildly in the wind.

Illusions are both real and false. If they can be broken, they are real; if they can be broken, they are false.

Qian Xuefei's magic power was almost exhausted, and she had already fallen into layer after layer of endless illusions.

He was drenched in the heavy rain, his eyelashes covered with frost in the ice and snow, his strength was gradually worn away, and he went from hunching over and staggering forward with his back to falling and climbing up with his arms.

Not only was there physical torture, but figures appeared in the illusion from time to time. They were the people from Wujiazhuang who died because of Qian Xuefei. They stood guarding the front with ferocious and vicious expressions.

"Damn it! Why are you killing me?"

"Why did you kill me? Pay with your life!"

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

"Die! Die! Get out!"

The ferocious crowd punched and kicked Qian Xuefei who was crawling towards them, insulted her wantonly, and poured out their immense resentment on her.

Qian Xuefei had already become numb and dazed. She just mechanically climbed the ladder with her head held high until she could no longer lift her arms.

Qian Xuefei, covered in blood, footprints and scratches, lay on the ladder and only then began to cry. Is it really not possible?