Chapter 179

"How?"

Jiang Cheng has always wanted to ask this question.

The nine departments of the immortal family are very far apart. For example, the painting department is thousands of boundaries away from the Qianling realm.

It's very difficult just to get together.

What's more, after crossing domains, the stronger the strength is, the more severely it will be suppressed by the rules. Generally speaking, when it comes to the saint level and Saint level, it will not risk crossing so many domains.

"Among the nine magic weapons, there is mutual induction."

All magic weapons will be activated if they exceed the five magic weapons in the sky

"At that time, as long as we don't object, we can open it even if we are separated from each other."

Jiang Cheng said curiously, "what if there will be one that refuses to agree?"

"That won't work."

"But it shouldn't happen," he said

"After all, our nine departments really want to go to the fairyland, but in the past, there were contradictions and grudges among the nine departments, and several of them didn't communicate with each other, so they couldn't agree."

Jiang Cheng joked: "that's a look, thanks to PI Feng's efforts."

Qingsuo can't help but be dumb.

Bi Feng is an enemy, but if you think about it carefully, if you don't have him running around, this grand event can't be promoted.

The simplest point is that she only knows where five of the other seven are, and she doesn't know the whereabouts of the other two.

That is to say, Bi Feng, a man with great powers, can find them out and persuade them.

Jiang Cheng soon gathered all the disciples.

"I'm looking for you to come here today for the opening of the virtual fairyland."

"We're going to send to xuxianjie."

During this time, the disciples also heard about the virtual fairy world.

The disciples of the second and third generations are very excited. It's fairyland!

What is the ultimate goal of their cultivation? It's not for the sake of becoming an immortal.

"I'm just a Taoist temple. Can I become an immortal?"

"Listen to Mr. Mo say that there are also aborigines in the temple of destiny in the fairyland. There's nothing to worry about."

"That's right. With our qualifications, we can eat well in fairyland."

"Ha ha, I'm not worried at all. There's a headmaster who's afraid of hair."

"That's it!"

Compared with them, the four generations of disciples are less optimistic.

"Headmaster, I heard that the virtual fairyland can't survive without the protection of magic weapons."

"Yes, we have more than 1000 people in all. We can't get in all of them."

The flag can only protect 500 people, which is the premise that all people are crowded together.

Hearing this question, two or three generations of disciples began to laugh.

"You worry too much."

"Since the headmaster said that he would send them, he must take them all."

"Don't forget the leader's Xuanji Daochang!"

Jiang Cheng didn't delay.

After giving all the disciples different numbers of Baodan and Lingshi, they were all driven into Xuanji map.

In addition to these disciples, the 34 big demon level mounts also entered it and occupied part of the quota.

This is really a chicken and dog ascended to heaven, these big demons originally did not have this opportunity.

Today's xuanjitu time flow rate is 8100 times, one day outside, 8100 days inside.

And the environment inside is many times better, not only water and air, but also some bryophytes.

At least it looks more comfortable.

In addition, Jiang Cheng's control over the treasure also increased.

Now he can feel it all the time.

Seeing more than a thousand disciples disappear at the same time, LAN Ting is lucky to say that he saw them last time.

One side clear Suo is to connect chin all quick startle to drop.

"Headmaster Jiang, where did you receive them?"

"Oh, that's my dojo. It can hold some people. It's just a little gimmick. It's not worth mentioning. "

Is this just a little bit of a gimmick?

This method is unheard of.

In her impression, it seems that the nine immortals could not do such a thing.

How amazing is this man?

"Well, headmaster Jiang, can your Taoist temple bring us all in?"

The heart of zhuxincone can only protect 500 people. Recently, after fierce competition, the number of people has been determined.

But who doesn't want to take more people up.

In this regard, brother Cheng can only say that he can't help.

Xuanjitu is so vast that it can hold only 1245 people. If it exceeds this number, Baotu will collapse.

Although there are more than 100 left, who can guarantee that there will be no accident in the virtual fairy world.After settling them down, the only things left are mo Chen, San Yan Hu, Xuan GUI Wang, LAN Ti and a Huang.

The first three are all holy steps. They are protected by bone refining banners. They should be able to eat in the virtual fairyland.

Recently, the strength of the flag has been refined into the Sutra, and it's hard to see how to use it.

Don't worry.

Ah Huang is in a bit of trouble.

I heard that she had to move again. This girl was quite reluctant.

Brother Cheng could only draw a big cake for her and said that he would take her to Lingmai ten times higher than here. Then he finally convinced the little ancestor.

This afternoon, someone came outside Feixian gate.

When Jiang Cheng came out of the secret place, there were more than 300 monks flying in the air.

Among the three hundred people, more than one hundred were wearing the same color of blue Taoist robes.

The rest of the people, though dressed differently, all share a common feature.

That is, everyone has a sword on his back.

Jiang Cheng used the system to observe a little, almost startled.

Among these 300 people, there are 34 Saint level masters!

The rest, too, are saints.

Trough, where did this come from?

Just send a few, you can wipe out the Qianling area.

"Who are you?"

The first old Taoist robe with three white whiskers, crane hair and childlike face flew out slowly with a smile on his face.

"You are the leader of Feixian sect, Jiang Cheng?"

"That's right."

"We come from the sword realm, and we are the sword sage."

He pointed to a white man on the left who looked very young and actually lived for millions of years.

"This is Lingxing Jiansheng!"

"And this is the sad swordsman!"

The middle-aged man with drooping eyebrows and haggard face on the right nodded slightly to Jiang Cheng.

Sword field?

Jiang Cheng had never heard of it, but king xuangui had heard of it.

"Master, the sword field is among the ten thousand fields in the lower boundary. Its strength can rank in the top three. It's not a small thing!"

Is this just a domain?

A domain of 34 Saint level, too much criticism?

Three eyed tiger also whispered: "you have to be careful, even if these people are suppressed by cross domain rules, they are not easy to provoke."

"What are you doing here?"

Of course, brother Cheng is not afraid. Anyway, there is a resurrection.

However, the other side didn't fight or kill, and didn't make a move. It didn't look like it was a bad comer.

In fact, at this time, the opposite group of people are also secretly surprised.

Although qianlingyu is very weak, leader Jiang is just entering the holy eight Chong, but he has a demon king mount and can subdue another demon king.

No one has ever done that in their sword world.

The breath of Mo Chen on one side made them feel a threat from the depths of the spirit.

The threat, like a low-level creature, meets a high-level one.