Chapter 1242 The Gathering of True Immortals

A month passed in a flash, and soon the Immortal Fate Conference began.

There were a total of one hundred and ninety-nine thousand, three hundred and sixty-two participants in this Immortal Fate Conference. They were all elites from all counties in Daxia. They included both the geniuses of the royal family and the core disciples of various major sects. There were also some declarations. Loose cultivators, and even descendants of Yinglongwei and eight hundred princes also participated.

In order to deal with so many geniuses, Xia Mangxun took out the pure Yang magic weapon Mingyue Landscape Picture.

This magic weapon has its own world, and this test is in the Mingyue Landscape Picture. All assessors who enter the Mingyue Landscape Map will receive a letter talisman, and the assessment is to seize other people's letter talismans. After the last year, the eighty people with the most letter talismans will be qualified.

And the remaining people, if they are still alive, will go through the second round of assessment. This round of assessment will determine the quota of sixteen people.

Therefore, at most ninety-six or at least eighty winners will be determined in this level.

Soon, more than 100,000 people entered the Mingyue Landscape Painting.

After everyone entered, the atmosphere in Tianmang Hall suddenly became much more relaxed.

Xia Mangxun also smiled and said: "This Immortal Fate Conference will last for a year in the Mingyue Landscape Picture, and it has just begun."

Not only Xia Mangxun, but also many immortals below were also talking and laughing with relaxed expressions.

"That little guy is so secretive that he hid for so long before suddenly bursting out with a killing move and killing his opponent in one fell swoop."

"Hey, it's such a pity for that little guy, he was just a little bit there."

"Yin, it's so yin. Who is this guy's disciple? His methods are so insidious!!"

These immortals were well aware of the battles in the Mingyue Landscape Picture, and they commented on them while drinking.

Of course, there are also many immortals with worries written all over their faces. After all, they survived a narrow escape in the Immortal Fate Conference, and there are their own descendants or disciples in the Mingyue Landscape Picture.

"The turbulence of the three realms has indeed given birth to countless talents!" Xia Mangxun nodded with satisfaction. This Immortal Fate Conference is the highest quality one, with countless talented people.

Just then——

"Xia Mang, I'm here!" A hearty voice came from the door of the hall.

"Haha, Jiehuo, you disappeared for so many years, I thought you left Daxia, and now you finally show up!" Xia Mangxun also stood up with a smile to greet you.

The visitor was naturally Zhou Tong.

The immortals present also showed a hint of surprise. Some of them had seen Zhou Tongdujie and knew that he was a god. Others who were not sure also asked around and immediately understood the importance of the person coming.

"Come on, come on, take a seat!" Xia Mangxun waved his hand, and a table filled with wine and water fairy fruits suddenly appeared in the hall. The things on it were much richer than those used to entertain those gods.

"Jie Huo, are you also interested in this Immortal Fate Conference?" Xia Mangxun asked.

"I can't help it, my disciple is also inside, of course I have to come and have a look!" Zhou Tong responded with a smile.

"Oh? Your disciple? I have never heard of this. You have been training disciples for more than ten years?" Xia Mangxun was a little surprised. There were also his disciples participating in the Immortal Fate Conference?

He looked at the Mingyue Landscape Picture and was a little surprised.

The contestants here, even the toughest ones in the background, are just disciples of the gods; but as a result, a disciple of a god appeared here.

Not only Xia Mangxun, but other immortals present also looked horrified.

A disciple of a god, especially one who is most likely the only disciple of the other party. This identity alone is no worse than that of the gods present.

If his disciple is killed here, the murderer's entire sect may be in trouble.

"Jie Huo, I'm not talking about you. This disciple of yours really wants the reward from the Immortal Fate Conference. Just tell me and I'll give him one. This Immortal Fate Conference is too dangerous after all." Xia Mangxun also shook his head. shook his head.

He had probably guessed that Zhou Tong might be just such a disciple. If such a single disciple died, God knows what would happen to him.

"If he loses in a competition at the same level, he can only blame himself for his lack of academic skills; as long as he doesn't bully the small, or the superiors, I won't take action!" Zhou Tong glanced over the words as he spoke Everyone present.

Although everyone present was a little breathless by Zhou Tong's gaze and breath, they felt a little relieved after hearing his words.

"Okay, let's not talk too much about these things. After all, no one would dare to attack your disciples casually. It's better to taste the food and wine I specially prepared for this conference, and then watch the game." The Emperor of Daxia smiled and said, "But who is your disciple? Point it out and let me see!"

Zhou Tong casually picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, then reached out and tapped a figure in the Mingyue landscape painting.

"Huh? Is it him?" The eyes of many immortals present suddenly lit up.

Although this competition has not lasted long, Ji Ning's performance is undoubtedly the most dazzling among the group, and many people have noticed him.

At this moment, they realized that he was a disciple of the God of Heaven.

And at this moment, another voice came -

"Fellow Taoist Xia Mang, I came here uninvited today. I wonder if you would welcome me?"

Following the sound, eight figures suddenly appeared from the clouds.

The auras of these eight people are mysterious and different. There are handsome men wearing Taoist robes, Buddhist monks wearing cassocks, an old man riding a bull, and an emperor wearing a dragon robe...

"Why are you all here in Daxia? Hurry up and take a seat!" Xia Mangxun immediately stood up to greet him and at the same time made eight bills. The fairy fruits and drinks on them were the same as Zhou Tong's.

It can be seen that the people who came are all people of the first level of gods and Chunyang True Immortals.

"Don't you know why you came here?" The man carrying the sword at the head laughed, "Nowadays, the Three Realms are turbulent, and the Immortal Fate Conference is a place where luck gathers. Your Daxia world is also a place of luck in the Three Thousand Realms. Among those at the forefront, there may be a peerless person born, and of course I, Lu Dongbin, want to come and see it."

"The old man is just here to see the excitement and will not steal your talents from Daxia!" the old bull rider said with a smile.

"I'm just here for a stroll!"

"Haha, look at the excitement!"

Several other true immortals also spoke at the same time.

"Hey, this fellow Taoist is a bit unfamiliar!?" Suddenly, Lu Dongbin noticed Zhou Tong beside him and said in surprise.

"Haha, let me introduce to you, this fellow Taoist Tribulation Fire is the new god who successfully overcame the calamity fifteen years ago!" Xia Mang laughed, "Back then, he was the most dazzling among our Yinglong Guards. A genius, even Master has paid special attention to him, and fifteen years ago he even passed through the rare pure Yang Jinguang Lei in billions of years, and successfully advanced to the level of God!"

Zhou Tong was also stunned, Xia Mangxun actually used himself to brag?