Longevity, step by step to the highest

One day passed in a blink of an eye, and a hundred years of immortality arrived in one day.

Outside Chang'an City, on a high platform.

The three major immortal gates of the Qin Dynasty have all arrived, and King Qin Yingdang is also on the list.

Looking at the tens of thousands of Qin people crowded around him, Qin Dang felt a little complicated.

These people with awakened spiritual roots are not only suitable for practicing immortals, but also have great advantages in practicing martial arts.

Martial arts are also inseparable from the use and support of spiritual energy. With spiritual roots as an aid, it will obviously be more promising.

If these people with outstanding spiritual roots are taken away by the three major immortal gates, it will obviously be a blow to the martial arts of the Qin Dynasty, and there will be fewer people who can practice to become masters in the future.

Suppressing many thoughts in his mind, Qin Dang stood up and stepped forward with dignity and a smile on his face.

"This king announces that the Great Qin Dynasty, the Centennial Immortal Ascension Conference, has officially begun!"

As Qin Dang finished speaking, the entire scene erupted in heated discussions, and the "proud sons" of the awakened spiritual roots were all eager to try.

Whether you can ascend to immortality depends on today!

Among the tens of thousands of people, Wu Ping's figure was also prominent. He had never been in contact with the immortal gate, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to observe these so-called immortal cultivators.

Wu Ping chose a very far back position. Although with his strength, he could easily squeeze to the front without people noticing anything unusual, but it was not necessary.

Because in the back, with his eyesight at the Transcendent Realm and Foundation Establishment Stage, there was not much difference between being in the front, and he could also hide himself better and not be discovered by the people of the three major immortal gates.

Looking at the majestic and strong Qin Dang on the high platform, as rumored, his aura had indeed reached the Grandmaster level.

Wu Ping carefully controlled his consciousness and observed Qin Dang's every move.

He wanted to confirm whether his spiritual power would be detected by the master, but seeing Qin Dang's expression and tone without any change, Wu Ping felt relieved.

He didn't believe that Qin Dang could hide it from him under his meticulous spiritual power.

It was highly likely that he was not discovered, which was very good!

However, Qin Dang's cultivation also surprised Wu Ping. He didn't expect that Qin Dang, who looked less than fifty years old, had cultivated to the peak of the master level. He was really a martial arts genius.

However, the noise of tens of thousands of people did not last long. Qin Dang raised one hand high, and there was no other movement. The entire Ascension Conference of tens of thousands of people was quiet in an instant.

"Today, I have the honor to hold the Ascension Conference for the three major immortal gates of my Great Qin."

"Next, please invite the three great immortal masters!"

As Qin Dang's voice fell, the breathing of the entire venue became much more hurried, and tens of thousands of eyes stared at the high platform.

On the high platform, in the back.

Three foundation-building monks were sitting upright. They represented the Spirit Sword Sect, Lanyun Taoist Temple and Blood Demon Sect respectively, and were also the main organizers of this Ascension Conference.

After looking at each other, the old Taoist in blue robe flew out and landed at the front of the high platform.

"I am Han Yun of Lanyun Taoist Temple. My Lanyun Taoist Temple is good at magic and pursues the Taoism of immortality. Those who have a firm heart to seek the Tao can enter my temple."

After Han Yun finished speaking, his aura changed, and he seemed a little ethereal, and looked full of "immortal" aura.

Looking at the fiery eyes of tens of thousands of people under the high platform, he was very happy.

"Han Yun?" Wu Ping's mind once again appeared the old figure of Wu Bufan. He clearly remembered that Wu Bufan's spiritual roots were destroyed by an elder named Han Yun in the early stage of foundation building.

If there was no second foundation-building elder named Han Yun in Lanyun Taoist Temple, the person in front of him must be Wu Bufan's enemy.

With his eyes narrowed, Wu Ping carefully extended his spiritual sense towards Han Yun, wanting to test how much weight he had against the existence of the same level as him.

At the same time, Wu Ping was also ready to flee at any time. If the other party could easily find him, it meant that the other party was not weak. If he didn't notice it, he might have more ideas.

For example, revenge for Wu Bufan?

One breath, two breaths...

Seeing Han Yun still indifferent, Wu Ping was a little surprised.

He approached carefully with his spiritual sense at the beginning, and now attached to the other party's body, and even entered the other party's body to explore the specific situation of the other party.

But Han Yun seemed to have no idea at all, which was a bit beyond Wu Ping's cognition.

"Is the other party really unaware of his spiritual sense?"

"Is the other party too weak, or...?"

After retracting the power of his spiritual sense, Wu Ping thought in his heart that it might be related to the transformation of the purple qi of the Great Dao on himself, or it might be that he was born with a strong soul. Wu Ping himself was not sure what the reason was.

But after a detailed investigation of Han Yun just now, Wu Ping felt that this personSo "weak"?

Although he hadn't really fought yet, he had a feeling that if he used his "big iron hammer" to hit him, this person would definitely be wiped out, if the other party didn't have any powerful trump cards.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, many screams sounded in the Ascension Conference Square, interrupting Wu Ping's thinking.

It turned out that at some point, a demonic power in the early stage of foundation building appeared, overwhelming tens of thousands of people, causing many people to scream unconsciously.

It's just that this demonic power came and went quickly, but it had no effect on Wu Ping.

At this time, on the high platform, a black-robed figure appeared next to Han Yun.

Obviously, the source of all this was this person.

"I am Yingxue, an elder of the Blood Demon Sect. The Demon Sect respects strength, does things as one pleases, and practices as one pleases. Those who have this ambition can join our sect."

Looking at the cold and fierce Yingxue, Wu Ping probed out his spiritual sense again, and also to verify the power of his spiritual sense again.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, even if Wu Ping repeatedly probed the other party's body, the other party still had no idea.

If Han Yun was an exception, then could this Yingxue, who was also in the early stage of foundation building, be an exception?

Obviously unlikely!

The only conclusion now is that the power of his spiritual consciousness is indeed difficult to detect for ordinary people in the early stage of foundation building.

As for the reason, it will take time to really figure it out.

In short, a strong spiritual consciousness is extremely beneficial to oneself. After all, in the world of immortal cultivation, spiritual consciousness is equivalent to eyes, which is too important.

Even a strong spiritual consciousness can more effectively control the spiritual energy, which is also of great help to cultivation and actual combat.

Soon, as Yingxue finished speaking, the last of the three major immortal gates also appeared in the spotlight of everyone.

"Swords come!"

A light shout, although not loud, shocked everyone's heart.

In the huge square with tens of thousands of people, those who held swords, the swords in their hands began to tremble involuntarily, as if they would be out of control at any time.

"Rise!"

Another sound was heard, and thousands of sharp swords were unsheathed in the field, soaring into the sky, and flew in an orderly circle in the air, and finally returned to their original positions and fell into the corresponding scabbards.

That scene struck the heart directly, making all the sword-refining people crazy.

At this time, a Taoist robe in green appeared at the front of the platform.

"Is it him?" Wu Ping murmured.