Chapter 752: Sky Palace And Tianmen Convention

Hearing this confusing sentence of Immortal Tian Ge, Liu Ming was full of doubts. He didn’t know why the Taiqing Sect’s sect master wanted to test him.

However, judging from the look of Yin Jiuling just now, his cheap master obviously knew the reason very well.

Just as Liu Ming thoughtfully looked toward the way Immortal Tian Ge left, Yin Jiuling’s voice came from behind him.

“Sect master was just testing your strength a little bit. In Tianmen Convention 2 years later, our sect has decided to let you participate together with other inner disciples who are below the Real Pellet State. If you can make great contributions in the Tianmen Convention, our sect will naturally have a great reward.”

“Tianmen Convention!” Liu Ming turned his head with a move of his heart, and he said in surprise.

Regarding the Tianmen Convention, he did not know its origin. He only remembered that outside of the Green Sky Illusory Palace, the beastkin young man mentioned the Tianmen Convention. He didn’t care about it at the time. He never thought he would represent the Taiqing Sect to attend this convention.

Although Liu Ming was quite puzzled, since he was nominated by the sect and with the support of Master Yin Jiuling, he naturally had no room for rejection. After a brief thought, he replied respectfully,

“It is an honor for disciple to participate in the Tianmen Convention. Disciple will do my best for the sect.”

“Very good. However, in just over 20 years, you can break through 2 small realms in a row, which is beyond my expectation. Originally, if you were still at the early stage of the Crystallization Period, I might hesitate a bit. After all, although participating in Tianmen Convention has a lot of benefits, the risk is not low. One carelessness can cost your life. But now, I’m relieved. You can advance to the Crystallization Period later stage these years, it seems that you have encountered some good opportunities.” Yin Jiuling was quite satisfied when he agreed to participate.

“Disciple did encounter great opportunities in the southern wilderness during these periods.” Liu Ming explained.

Before coming here, he put away the Che Huan totem mystic arts. After all, facing his master, if he deliberately concealed his cultivation, he would inevitably be self-defeating.

Although this totem mystic arts could deceive the ordinary Celestial State cultivator, Yin Jiuling, as the peak master of the Taiqing Sect, couldn’t be compared to the ordinary Real Pellet State cultivator at all. That was to say, it wouldn’t be strange for him to kill the Celestial State powerhouse.

“Thank you, Master. Disciple understood.” Liu Ming of course respectfully replied.

After that, Liu Ming asked briefly about the Tianmen Convention, and he hurriedly said goodbye to Yin Jiuling and flew to the Scriptures Pavilion.

Half a day later, in the Scriptures Pavilion, Liu Ming slowly closed a book and put it back to the wooden cabinet.

After some checking, he figured out what was the so-colled Tianmen Convention.

It turned out that this so-called Tianmen Convention was actually a major competition hosted by a mysterious force known as “Sky Palace” from the archean era.

According to the classics, “Sky Palace” would open a secret realm called Tianmen every 800 years and send out invitations, inviting as many as hundreds to thousands of disciples of the major sects to compete for chance and luck.

To enter Tianmen, only disciples who were below Real Pellet State and under 100 years old could participate.

It was said that there were many treasures and spiritual items in Tianmen. There were even some ancient sect relics and inheritance seals in it. The more treasures were captured, the more luck would be obtained.

Anyone who could seize more fortune in the secret realm, the sect he belonged to would be extremely prosperous within 1000 years. If the sect had only gotten a few fortunes, it would suffer from natural and man-made disasters which reduced its force.

Although the 4 great ancient sects and the powerhouses of other top forces were puzzled about this, they made many attempts to track down the details of the Sky Palace, but they all returned to no avail. They only knew that this unusually mysterious Sky Palace had a Mystic Comprehending State powerhouse guarding it, and there were more than 1. They definitely should not be underestimated.

What was even strange was that the people of Sky Palace would appear every time when Tianmen was opened, but they would disappear mysteriously when Tianmen was closed. Even all the sects used divination to investigate it, they were disrupted by a kind of mysterious force.

Over time, seeing that participating in the Tianmen Convention had no other bad influence on their sects, every major sects would send in their disciples every 800 years. Otherwise, having bad luck for hundreds of years, even a major sect couldn’t stand it.

In the Tianmen Convention, Taiqing Sect only took third place, ranking behind Nature Work Sect and Demon Mystic Sect, and only ahead of the Haoran Academy.

According to what Yin Jiuling said earlier, the situation of the Taiqing Sect in this Tianmen Convention was even worse than the previous one because there was a shuffle in cultivation among the inner disciples now. Several of the most powerful inner disciples were either exceeded the age limitation or had advanced to the Real Pellet State.

Otherwise, this matter would definitely not be entrusted to Liu Ming, a disciple who had just joined for such a short duration.

After all, to participate in the Tianmen Convention, although there were many dangers, there were also many opportunities in Tianmen. In case he seized much luck for the sect, he would be rewarded heavily too.

“Not over a hundred years old, below Real Pellet State!” After Liu Ming muttered to himself, he was relieved.

With his current strength, he could even defeat the Real Pellet State intermediate stage cultivator. No matter how might the disciples participating in the Tianmen Convention were, he should have no problem in protecting himself.

At this time, the Tianmen Convention was only 2 years away. Time was tight. It was obviously unrealistic to make a big improvement in spiritual power. If he left the sect to find opportunities, the time would appear to be very rushed. Besides, he had just returned. It really wasn’t the time to travel again.

“Yellow turban talisman soldier!”

Liu Ming seemed to make a decision instantly. This was something that he had planned some time ago. He believed that if the yellow turban talisman soldier was successfully refined into an avatar, it would definitely become a powerful force for him to get an advantage in the Tianmen Convention.

After making a plan in his mind, Liu Ming immediately returned and stayed in a retreat.

After 15 minutes, in the cave house’s secret room.

Liu Ming sat cross-legged on a bright yellow futon. His eyes were slightly closed, and his hands quickly formed one after another mysterious gestures.

As the symbols appeared, the surrounding spirits began to condensed in front of Liu Ming.

The symbols rotated as the spirit gathered, gradually forming a whirlpool the size of a millstone in front of Liu Ming.

Under the spirit whirlpool was a silver bowl. Inside the silver bowl was a golden talisman with a layer of light purple light glowing on the surface.

At this time, the yellow turban talisman had almost completely absorbed the purple spiritual fluids left in the silver bowl. The talisman was now shining bright in golden, and it exuded a sense of spirituality. Apparently, its spirituality had been restored.

“It’s time!”

Suddenly, Liu Ming opened his eyes, and he changed his gesture. The yellow turban talisman suddenly flashed with golden light, then there was a soft noise. The purple liquid on the surface of the talisman was also burnt by the golden light, evaporating into a thin purple mist.

Liu Ming guided with 1 hand, and the yellow turban talisman in the purple mist whirled up into the air and jumped directly into the spirit whirlpool.

The yellow turban talisman kept trembling in the spirit whirlpool, emitting endless golden light and constantly impacting the turbulent white spirit around it.

The golden light and white light intertwined and impacted each other, and the spirit whirlpool gradually became a little unstable.

Liu Ming looked solemn as he bit his tongue and spat out a patch of blood essence into the yellow turban talisman.

At the same time, after launching several symbols, the yellow turban talisman buzzed. It spun faster and faster along with the spirit whirlpool.

Liu Ming sighed slightly after seeing the yellow turban talisman stabilized in the spirit whirlpool, but he quickly launched symbols as he chanted.

…

The news that Liu Ming, a disciple who was once famous, returned and was appointed to participate in this Tianmen Convention soon spread in Taiqing Sect. It aroused the interests of many people.

Liu Ming, who was concentrating on retreating sacrificial refineyellow turban avatar, naturally didn’t know this.

…

On the misty Piaomiao Peak, in a cave house near the top of the peak.

The decorations in the cave house were not luxurious. It was mostly decorated with light blue, which looked very clean and elegant. There was a stone table in the middle hall, and a blue jade teapot and 2 blue jade teacups were placed on the table.

At this time, a slender jade hand was lifting the sapphire teapot and poured 2 cups of dark green fragrant tea into the blue jade teacup, then she handed the filled fragrant tea to the woman sitting opposite.

The woman who made the tea is dressed in a water blue shirt. She had long hair, a charming and innocent beauty and a pair of light blue eyes. It was Jia Lan.

The woman sitting opposite her was Long Yanfei from the Tianjian Peak, who had snow white skin and elegant green clothes which highlighted her slim figure.

Since the 2 girls met in Void Spirit Tower that day, they had been friends with each other.

“Why is Senior Sister Apprentice Long still free to visit little girl today?” Jia Lan asked faintly.

“Why, Junior Sister Apprentice Jia Lan doesn’t welcome me?” Long Yanfei said with a smile.