Fantasy: I became the peak master, and my words came true

Everyone present was stunned when they saw Chen Changsheng sitting on the golden chariot pulled by nine dragons.

Because everyone knew that Chen Changsheng was a mortal, the peak masters had hardly interacted with Chen Changsheng for more than ten years.

Only the peak master of the eighth peak, Nalan Xue, often went to Changsheng Peak to visit Chen Changsheng.

Because Nalan Xue and Chen Changsheng had similar experiences, both inherited the position of the previous peak master.

Changsheng Taoist and the peak master of the eighth peak, Nalan Ma, were old acquaintances, so the relationship between the two peaks was close.

Nalan Xue was also shocked when she saw this scene. When she went to Changsheng Peak to bring ambergris to Chen Changsheng a few days ago, he was just a mortal.

How could he control a mount of the God Transformation Stage after just a few months of not seeing him?

Could it be that this guy has been hiding his strength?

The other peak masters also looked at each other, and some of them whispered:

"It is said that the Taoist Changsheng left behind the fruit of immortality before he ascended to heaven. Could it be that he left that thing to his disciple?"

"Longevity fruit? It is said that eating it can directly enter the ascension stage and extend one's lifespan infinitely. Is it true?"

"I don't know if it's true or not, but the Taoist Changsheng suddenly ascended to heaven, so he must have left some treasure behind."

Several peak masters had their own ulterior motives and were discussing Chen Changsheng and the Ninth Peak.

Chen Changsheng walked down from the Nine Dragons Chariot and walked slowly to his stone chair with Bai Lingxi.

Then he waved his hand, and nine flying dragons flew away.

Seeing this scene, Situ Qingshan couldn't help but feel envious. Those were nine mounts of the God Transformation Stage. I'm afraid that there was no such travel in the entire cultivation world.

As the head of the sect, his mount was just an old dragon of the Nascent Soul Stage.

The first round of the show-off conference.

Chen Changsheng won!

At this time, the nine peak masters of Xuantian Sect were all seated on the nine stone chairs. Everyone looked at the nine peak masters who were as imposing as the abyss above, and no one dared to speak.

These people are the most powerful people in the entire cultivation world. The nine peaks of Xuantian are all well-known figures in the world. If any of the peak masters leaves, it will cause turmoil in the world of immortal cultivation.

Except for Chen Changsheng from the ninth peak.

These people represent the strongest strength of Dongsheng Shenzhou, especially Situ Qingshan, the leader of Xuantian Sect, whose cultivation is unfathomable, and the existence of Hedao period cultivation is rare in the whole world of immortal cultivation.

Chen Changsheng sat beside a group of big men, as steady as an old dog.

This Immortal Ascension Conference was just for show. He had already finished the show, and the rest was to recruit disciples.

Those people below were looking forward to it.

Who doesn't want to join Xuantian Sect, rise to prominence from now on, and travel thousands of miles with a sword.

The elder of the sect who presided over the conference gave an order:

"The Ascension Conference begins now!"

"Now, all of you must begin the test to see if you have the talent to become an immortal!"

"The person whose name I called came forward......."

"Wang Ergou!"

On the square, a long queue began to form as the elders of the sect spoke, all waiting to test their talent for cultivation.

The so-called talent for cultivation is to test whether one has spiritual roots.

The great way of heaven and earth is divided into five elements. Some people have gold spiritual roots, some have earth spiritual roots, and some have water spiritual roots.......

Spiritual roots are divided into four grades: low, medium, high and top. The four grades determine the speed of cultivation. Low-grade spiritual roots cultivate the slowest, while top-grade spiritual roots cultivate the fastest.

Generally, Xuantian Sect only accepts people with high-grade spiritual roots and above. For the rest, such as those with medium-grade and low-grade spiritual roots, some peaks will also accept them, but they will be outer disciples responsible for chores and the like.

Even so, these people are grateful, because as long as they stay in Xuantian Sect, there is hope. If they encounter an immortal fate, they will surely be very successful in the future.

There are more than 10,000 people on the field, and as the elders of the sect report one after another, their test results are also out.

"Wang Ergou, earth spiritual root, low grade!"

Hearing this result, the young man named Wang Ergou burst into tears of joy. Compared to the low grade earth spiritual root, he at least has spiritual roots. Compared with those without spiritual roots, he is still relatively lucky.

""Wang Ergou, the Seventh Peak is gone!"

A voice sounded beside Chen Changsheng. It was Han Feng from the Seventh Peak who asked his disciples to shout.

Chen Changsheng glanced at him, and Han Feng also looked at Chen Changsheng.

The Seventh Peak and the Ninth Peak have always been at odds. Before Taoist Changsheng ascended to heaven, he had fought countless battles with the head of the Seventh Peak. The

Ninth Peak has few people, only three people in the entire peak, while the Seventh Peak has as many as five or six thousand people. One person's spit is enough to drown the Ninth Peak.

At that time, Taoist Changsheng and the head of the Seventh Peak, Fire Crow True Lord, were both great men in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. The fight was truly earth-shattering.

However, Taoist Changsheng took the lead in ascending to heaven and entered the Immortal Realm. Fire Crow True Lord was injured in his Taoist heart and was eventually angered to death.

Therefore, the hatred between the two peaks has continued to this day.

As for Han Feng, as the eldest disciple of Fire Crow True Lord, he naturally felt very unhappy with Chen Changsheng.

"Although the world knows that our Xuantian Sect is the largest sect in the world, they also know that the master of the Ninth Peak is a mortal. Chen Changsheng, you came here today, sitting on the Nine Dragon Chariot, and accompanied by the Saint Maiden of the Taoist Palace. You are so majestic!"

Bai Lingxi was shocked to hear that Han Feng actually recognized him. Chen Changsheng did not react at all, and said lightly:"It is very majestic, so what!"

Hearing Chen Changsheng's rebellious words, Han Feng's face turned pale. Aren't you recruiting disciples today? I will make sure that the Ninth Peak will not have a single disciple.

Han Feng said coldly:"A dignified Saint Maiden of the Taoist Palace is like a maid in front of the master of the Ninth Peak. Saint Maiden, if this guy coerces you, just let me know, and I will help you kill this thief."

The Saint Maiden waved her hand and said:"Master Han, you are worrying too much!"

Hearing the Saint answer like this, Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

It was rumored in the world of immortal cultivation that the Saint of Dao Palace was the most beautiful woman in the world of immortal cultivation. Seeing her today, it was true.

Today, Bai Lingxi wore a green dress, her eyes were like autumn water, with a hint of coldness, noble and unworldly, fresh and elegant, like a lotus in the lake, out of the mud but not stained.

Han Feng had always wanted to practice dual cultivation with the Saint of Dao Palace. He heard that the Saint of Dao Palace was still a virgin. If he could practice dual cultivation with the Saint of Dao Palace, it would be a blessing for several lifetimes.

Han Feng heard about the demon cultivators chasing the Saint a few days ago, but he always thought that it was the senior brother Liu Qingfeng of Changsheng Peak who killed those Jindan stage cultivators. Demon cultivator, at that time, he was thinking of finding an opportunity to go to Changsheng Peak to invite the Saint to the Seventh Peak, but today, it seems that the Saint is not interested in him at all.

Han Feng couldn't help but curse in his heart, what a Taoist Saint, now she is just a mouse hiding here and there, if it weren't in Xuantian Sect, this Saint would have been abused by someone long ago.

But before that, it's better to get a bargain for himself.

Chen Changsheng glanced at Han Feng beside him. The eldest brother once told him that this guy is very cunning and has many tricks. He is the most vicious person among these major peaks, so he asked Chen Changsheng to be careful.

Han Feng is now in the Nascent Soul stage. I don't know if I can beat him?

【Host, don't be a coward, your words are your deeds. The system is like an old lady blowing her nose when dealing with a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.......】

Chen Changsheng:"What do you mean?"

【Hand in hand】

【As long as the host wants to beat him up, he can just say it and kill this old guy.]

Chen Changsheng thought about it. There are so many people here. If he beats him up, the other peak masters probably won't be able to watch. Let

's see how this kid performs. If he dares to prevent me from accepting a disciple, I must teach this guy a lesson.

At this moment, the elder of the sect shouted:

"Zhou Quan, fire spirit root, top quality!"......