Happy City is located in the west of Dayan Ridge, which is the territorial scope of Fengyue Sect. Dayan Ridge runs through the entire Nanyan Kingdom, dividing the Nanyan Kingdom very evenly into three parts, namely Lingnan, Lingdong and Lingxi.

And the three major sects are also right between the three.

The western mountain range of Dayan Ridge is the territory of Fengyue Sect. In a huge valley surrounded by mountains, there is a very majestic strange city. It is isolated from the outside world. Immortal cultivators and ordinary people live together, and life is quite comfortable.

At first, this place was just a place for the families of the inner disciples of the Fengyue Sect to live. Later, as the Fengyue Sect grew stronger, the main mountain of the clan was moved to the mountain range in the northwest of Dayan Ridge, so this place became vacant.

I don’t know when, but in Happy City, immortal cultivators began to hold trade fairs here, and soon after, many ordinary people who escaped from the world also joined here to develop the land in the valley.

Over time, the people here did not go out and settled down. Moreover, immortal cultivators are also common here. With their presence, the people of Happy City live a very nourishing life.

With the passage of time, Happy City has expanded, and the area of ​​Chenchi has increased dozens of times. Now, Happy City is a large city that can accommodate a population of 500,000. Restaurants, hotels, and teahouses can be seen everywhere inside.

Specialty products are gathered here. Many immortal cultivators pay and hire mortals to open stores for them and earn spiritual stones.

Therefore, many people have dealt with immortal cultivators, and even more than ten generations have been working for one immortal cultivator.

On the last day when the three major sects opened the arena, when registration was about to end, several people hurriedly flew in from Guwai with flying swords. After looking for a hotel, two of them hurried to the central square of the city.

In the arena, he submitted a famous assassination to Fengyue Sect.

The three major sects are open to those who come to sign up, and Fengyue Sect accepts all comers. Brother Ji and Fatty Luo just took a casual look and found that there were hundreds of people signed up in the scroll.

After the two signed up, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the hotel to wait patiently.

Early the next morning, thousands of monks from all walks of life, dressed in various colors of clothing, gathered in the square in the heart of Happy City, talking excitedly and noisily.

At one end of the square, behind the three huge arenas, there are more than a dozen people who are extremely eye-catching. The four monks sitting in the front are all at the level of pill formation or above, and they are calm and relaxed. The twelve standing behind them

The three men and women are all above the foundation building stage.

They are several elders or worshipers of Fengyue Sect. Beside these people, there are six chairs next to each other, which are obviously prepared for other people.

Happy City is officially considered to be the headquarters of Fengyue Sect. This year, the recruitment of disciples has come to Happy City, so the chores are naturally arranged by them.

Suddenly, there was a roaring sound in the air.

Suddenly, all the monks looked up one by one. They saw light flashing in the distant sky, and then a group of colorful light spots flew in from far and near.

"It's a senior from the Taoist Immortal Sect!" someone shouted.

Upon hearing this, the crowd became even more commotion, and many people pointed at the light spots with different expressions.

"Quiet!" A burly old man standing in front of the crowd suddenly said coldly, his face darkening.

This sound resounded throughout the whole place, and the other monks who were a little carried away immediately fell silent, and the huge square fell silent instantly.

When the burly old man saw this, his expression of satisfaction softened slightly. The other monks at the Dan Formation stage looked at each other and smiled, as if they were no longer surprised by this scene.

Most of the people watching around the arena were low-level monks, and it was inevitable that some of them were inferior to the masters of Fengyue Sect.

At this time, the Daoxian Sect monks flew over the square, fell from the sky one by one, and stood firmly in the open space behind the ring.

The few seated Jindan monks from Fengyue Sect immediately stepped forward and invited them over affectionately.

"I didn't expect that Brother Chen and the others actually came out to greet us in person. I was really flattered!" Among the Daoxian Sect monks, a short old man in his fifties or sixties standing at the front laughed and walked to the edge of the chair.

, sat down with a sting.

Next to him, there was a Confucian scholar in green robes and a young woman in white clothes. They also sat down side by side with smiles on their faces. It looked like they were a married couple.

At this time, the rest of the low-level monks from the Daoxian Sect, who looked young, also dropped their weapons one by one. They respectfully saluted several Dan-formation monks from the Fengyue Sect, and then came to the open space behind the chairs with a huff and a puff.

Stand still.

"This time, Brother Zhang is leading the team here. We will come out to wait for you. Come, serve tea!" The burly old man said to the three of them with a normal expression.

"Okay, we two brothers have been friends for hundreds of years, so don't be polite. Hey, why haven't the people from Lingnan Pavilion come yet? Is it possible that the Xiao family recently took over a member, so they are no longer interested in recruiting disciples this time?" The short old man

He seemed to dislike Lingnan Pavilion, and his tone seemed a bit hostile.

The Xiao family in Lingnan was originally an outsider family. Although Lingnan Pavilion took the lead, it could not be transferred. Now, the entire Xiao family has joined Lingnan Pavilion inexplicably. This not only allows Lingnan Pavilion to add a Nascent Soul stage monk

, his strength increased greatly, and he also kidnapped more than a hundred junior Talisman Refiners and three intermediate Talisman Refiners along the way.

As another major sect secretly competing with Lingnan Pavilion, Daoxian Sect naturally had nothing good to say to them.

After hearing this, the old man of Fengyue Sect showed a wry smile. This time, their Fengyue Sect was different from the Taoist Immortal Sect. He did not dare to accept the words of the short old man easily. If someone spread it to the ears of the senior officials of Lingnan Pavilion, he would definitely

Cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.

As for the Dao Immortal Sect, the two factions are close to each other, and fighting openly and secretly is common. After the incident with the Xiao family, Lingnan Pavilion's strength has greatly increased, and it naturally overwhelms the Dao Immortal Sect.

"Um...well? It's the people from Lingnan Pavilion who are here." The old man of Fengyue Sect smiled bitterly, and suddenly realized something. As if he was about to receive an amnesty, he hurriedly changed the subject.

Upon hearing this, everyone nearby looked up at the same time and saw a huge black spot gradually approaching in the east direction.

"What is this?" The short old man's expression changed, as if he knew what it was.

When they got closer, the others finally saw it clearly. It was actually a huge and abnormally shaped bird, flying towards here at an alarming speed.

There are numerous human figures on the back of the bird, and there seem to be more than a dozen monks standing there.

"Hmph! Lingnan Pavilion only has this alien blue light eagle that is worthy of showing off. Moreover, this strange bird can only change its body shape and size. It is just a fifth-level monster!" The short old man looked at the big bird and said in his mouth

He said somewhat sourly.

Hey, it’s just a fifth-level monster? Your eyes are red looking at it!

Several Fengyue Sect's Danjie monks turned a blind eye and pretended not to have heard this.

However, most of the casual cultivators in front of the ring had obviously never seen such a big spiritual beast. The sound of gasping for air suddenly sounded one after another. Everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at the amazing figure of the giant bird.

His eyes showed a look of horror.

The giant bird's escape speed was truly astonishing. After waving its giant wings emitting green light a few times, it was above the crowd in the blink of an eye.

The huge body of the giant eagle with its wings spread out suddenly cast a large shadow, covering part of the square. At the same time, a fishy wind blew violently, making some low-level disciples who were unsteady in the strong wind look pale.

Get white.

"Stop!" A man's voice suddenly came out from the giant bird. The giant bird retracted its wings and floated motionless in mid-air. At this time, a dozen monks in strange clothes jumped down from the bird's back.

Three are in the Jindan stage, and the rest are in the Gongji stage.

"Hey, Brother Dugu, I heard that you have been in retreat. I haven't seen you for many years. This time you led the team here, you are really a rare visitor!" The old man of Fengyue Sect saw the leader of the old man in red shirt at a glance, and his eyes lit up in a hurry.

Welcomed him.

"Where! Last time we said goodbye to Xuzhou, I also miss my brother very much!" The old man in red shirt laughed and said with a smile. At the same time, he glanced at the others behind him.

After seeing the people from Daoxian Sect, the old man in red shirt and others also went up to say hello. Although the short old man looked lukewarm, he reluctantly replied twice.

The three major sects gathered together, and the next thing was to recruit disciples. Each of the three arenas was more than two hundred meters long and wide, with a distance of more than thirty meters in between. In order to avoid accidental injuries, Fengyue Sect specially set up a formation.

Flags are placed at the edge of each arena. Although they are recruiting disciples in the Qi training stage, they are also afraid of accidents. There are too many monks watching here. Losing money is a small thing, but losing face is a big deal.

Afterwards, the casual cultivators or the disciples of the cultivating families of the three sects signed up, and they were ready to start the fierce competition.

The rules of the arena competition are simple. They are divided into ten groups, with fifty people in each group. The result is not that the one standing at the end will win, but the monks from the three major sects will choose the favorite disciple.

The order of playing was naturally based on the order of registration. Brother Ji and Fatty Luo were in the last group. It was not their turn, so they hid in the crowd and watched.

After a while, someone held a roster and asked the first fifty people to sign up to compete in the arena of each martial arts. Immediately, more than a hundred people jumped out from the crowd and leaped to the venue where they signed up.

When the ban on the arena was opened, all the monks used their fists and spells one after another, and brilliant lights of all colors rose up, and they started fighting "boom-boom-boom" in the arena.

The process of the group competition seemed to be wonderful, but it surprised Brother Ji and Fatty Luo. The gadgets that the monks in the Qi training stage could use were really low-end, making the two of them yawn again and again, and they couldn't muster any energy.

Come on.

Fortunately, the cultivation of these monks is low and the fighting time is fast. Once the spiritual power is exhausted, those who are not very good in realm and not very talented will be wiped out almost immediately.
Chapter completed!