Chapter 22 The Ten Great Immortal Sects of Qian Kingdom

"Moo~" The big black bull kept rubbing against Chen Xun, his eyes full of excitement. Is this the world of immortal cultivators? It's so exciting.

"Old cow, old cow..."

Chen Xun held the head of the big black cow with one hand, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, "We have lived for so long, but our lives have been in vain."

"Moo!" The big black bull nudged Chen Xun, that's not the case.

Chen Xun kept muttering something awesome in his mouth, as if he was stunned. One stall was enough for them to stay in the distance for a day, and this was just the tip of the iceberg in the world of immortality.

Until nightfall, they found a deserted place, used the sky as their bed and the earth as their mat, and gradually fell asleep leaning against each other, but they did not dare to sleep to death.

There are disciples from various sects in the valley to maintain order, but it does not appear to be chaotic. Those who have grudges will come out of the valley to resolve them themselves.

Three days later, countless casual cultivators gathered in the valley, rubbing shoulders with each other, with blazing ambition in their eyes, and the magical weapons in their hands were constantly shining, determined to become immortals in one fell swoop!

"It's so lively."

Chen Xun led the big black bull to the edge of the crowd and looked towards the center of the valley. Ten high platforms were cast inside, with various patterns exquisitely inlaid in them. The material used for this construction was absolutely extraordinary iron.

"Moo~moo!"

The big black bull raised its head, and when looking at these buildings from a distance, one could feel a strong aura, which they had never seen before in the mortal world.

Buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz

There was a huge sound of breaking through the sky, and a huge boat was slowly approaching. There were several figures standing on it, extremely misty, and a flag was advancing against the strong wind.

"Qingyang Gate has arrived!"

"One of the top ten immortal sects in Qian Kingdom!"

"Broken boat, oh my God!"

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Countless noises and exclamations came from the valley. These casual cultivators were well-informed and they called out their names right away. Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu could only keep saying, "Fuck..."

Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!

Four huge red spirit beasts were flying across the sky, roaring loudly, with human figures standing on them, overlooking the Nine Stars Valley.

"One of the top ten immortal sects in Qian Kingdom, Ziyun Sect!"

"I heard that there are countless beautiful fairies in the sect. If I could kiss them..."

"Red Lin Jade Luan, only this kind of immortal sect can afford to keep it in captivity."

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There were countless noises again, and even the spiritual beasts were out. It was indeed rich and powerful, and the cultivators were even more yearning for it.

The small sects in the valley feel sad, wondering when they will be able to appear like the top ten immortal sects. They can only pick up their mistakes every year, as if they are trapped in a vicious cycle.

The top ten immortal sects appeared one after another, and the roar in the sky in the valley continued, each one more exaggerated than the last.

They seemed to be competing with each other, or showing off the strength of their respective sects to the casual cultivators.

The cultivators were so excited that they were panting, their faces were flushed, and their hearts were so excited that they were about to burst. They reached the sky in one step, right at this moment!

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu were already on their knees. They were sweating all over, even more exaggeratedly than these casual cultivators, and they kept muttering "fuck" in their mouths.

This is much more exaggerated than when the immortal cultivator recruited disciples in the mountain village. This damn person is the cultivator...

"If you give me another chance, a monk from the top ten immortal sects will invite me to do odd jobs."

Chen Xun looked at the high platform expectantly and said foolishly, "I will say that I am willing. If there is another time limit, I hope it will be ten thousand years..."

"Moo!!"

The big black cow kept nodding. It could also help, doing chores and plowing the fields.

On the ten high platforms, monks from various sects stood in front, both men and women. They stood with their hands behind their backs, their eyes sharp, and their cultivation in the foundation-building stage was suppressing the rest of the cultivators.

Everyone's expressions changed, their hearts became calmer, and they all looked towards the high platform.

"The rules remain unchanged. Anyone with a bone age of forty or below will have the opportunity to pass the five levels and step into the immortal gate."

An old man stood at the front, channeling his magic power, and shouted loudly, "Those who are interested, enter the pass, and it will be closed in seven days!"

Roar!

Roar!

Low roars came one after another, and the eyes of the cultivators turned red. They looked in the direction of the Immortal Sect that they were interested in, and stepped out.

Some immortal sects have arenas, and some have spiritual root tests. They are all different, and they all want to select the best disciples among casual cultivators.

Every year, there are countless casualties among casual cultivators, but no one gives up. In Qian Country, it is hard to find a foundation-building pill. Only in the Great Immortal Sect can you have the chance.

Elders from various sects, big and small, also wandered around, secretly observing the failed cultivators, and personally inviting those they saw they liked.

This is also the default thing of the top ten immortal sects, always leaving some way for others to survive.

"Old Niu, let's not go."

"Moo?"

"There's no chance. We can't pass the spiritual root test, let alone our strength."

Chen Xun rolled his eyes at the big black bull and said, "I suddenly found a way to make money."

"Moo?!" The big black bull was excited. They were too short of spiritual stones.

Chen Xun quietly took out the booklet, looked around and said, "Let's memorize the levels of each sect and then analyze the pros and cons."

"Moo?"

"Didn't he say that the rules remain unchanged? Let's understand the general strength of these levels, make a book, and sell it to the new casual cultivators!"

Chen Xun patted the big black cow, "This can save them so much time and casualties, do you understand?!"

"Moo!"

The big black bull arched towards Chen Xun, his eyes excited, you are really smart.

"Walk!"

Chen Xun had a sinister smile on his lips. They went to the arena first and kept recording the strength of each individual cultivator, and roughly which strength was more reliable for victory.

He divided the levels of each major sect into categories and made an analysis to determine who was more suitable to go.

Seven days passed by in a flash, and Chen Xun and Dahei Niu were confused. They hadn't even analyzed what happened so quickly.

The ten major immortal sects each took a dozen casual cultivators and left. The elders of the smaller sects also returned with satisfaction. Countless casual cultivators were left in despair.

The casual cultivators who died in those levels were dealt with by people from these small sects, who were responsible for maintaining the valley.

"Hey, I shouldn't have gone to that Ziyun Sect level. It was a waste of a lot of time and mana. It's not suitable for me at all!"

A casual cultivator beats his chest and wastes another year. There are so many years in life. After forty, there will be no chance again.

"At least the Ziyun Sect's trial is not the safest. If you think about it a bit, fellow Taoist Zhou is dead."

"Hey, if it doesn't work next year, let's enjoy the worldly prosperity."

"That's all."

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Casual cultivators passed by Chen Xun one after another, with sadness and self-doubt in their eyes. There were even some casual cultivators who went crazy and were killed in the valley by the sect monks.

Some people have looked away and realized that the journey of cultivating immortality is not suitable and they have returned to the secular world and will never live again.

The battle seems to have just begun at this moment. Some casual cultivators over forty years old came to the Ascension Conference just to look for prey.

There were many fierce fights outside the valley. Chen Xun took the big black cow with his head covered and ran away. Fortunately, they were poor and no one was targeting them.

"Old Niu, go to the outer reaches of the mountains first!"

"Moo!"

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu ran away like crazy. It was difficult for anyone to do anything but to run away, and the dark side of the world of immortality had just begun.