Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Listening to the Bamboo Pavilion in the quaint and quiet Liger Ridge, the breeze blows gently, bringing with it the subtle rustling of bamboo leaves.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi were sitting upright at the stone table, their brows furrowed and their faces looking worried.

Holding the news from Qingyun Sect in their hands, their moods could not be as comfortable as this breeze.

There seems to be something wrong with this competition.

"This is too hasty!"

Lin Fan couldn't help but complain, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

The Qingyun Sect unexpectedly decided to hold a martial arts trial for the outer sect disciples in the square outside the gate, and the notification time was only five days in advance.

Ximen Zhi sighed, shook his head and said, "From here to the Qingyun Sect's square, even if we don't sleep, it will take us at least seven days according to our normal journey."

His words were full of helplessness.

This news is undoubtedly a huge challenge for many outer sect disciples like them.

The two of them were silent, sharing the same worries in their hearts.

Obviously, many handyman disciples may not have the chance to participate in this martial arts trial.

Fortunately, Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi had already set up a teleportation array in advance when they returned to Tingzhuxuan from the square outside the Qingyun Sect.

Suddenly, Lin Fan's eyes flashed with light, and he remembered something.

"By the way, Ximen, when we returned to Tingzhuxuan in the square outside the Qingyun Sect, didn't we set up a teleportation array in advance? We can use that!"

When Ximen Zhi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Indeed, the teleportation array can greatly shorten their journey, which gives them a new hope.

"Yes!" Ximen Zhi quickly came to his senses, fighting spirit blooming on his face, "We can use the teleportation array to reach Qingyun Sect directly, so we won't miss the martial arts trial."

Lin Fan nodded, his eyes firm and powerful.

"Ximen, get ready. Let's use the teleportation array to sign up for the martial arts trial tomorrow!" There was unquestionable determination in his voice.

In Tingzhuxuan late at night, the moonlight shines in the courtyard. In the silver light, the two figures look particularly lonely.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi were standing in front of the pavilion, with confusion and nervousness in their eyes.

Ximen Zhi's brows were furrowed, his eyes flashing with uneasiness and anxiety.

"Brother, I think it would be better for us to go there now. I'm afraid that the teleportation array might malfunction!"

His voice was trembling, and he was obviously not very confident about the stability of the teleportation array.

When Lin Fan heard this, his expression suddenly became solemn, and the surprise in his eyes was self-evident.

"Is your teleportation array reliable?"

There was a hint of worry and uncertainty in his voice.

If something goes wrong with the teleportation array, their plan will be completely in vain, and the consequences of missing the competition trial will be disastrous.

The two of them hurriedly walked out of Tingzhuxuan and entered the quiet night.

The cold wind blew by, bringing a bit of coolness, but it could not cool their anxious hearts.

Lin Fan frowned, looking at the teleportation array in the yard, constantly thinking about various possibilities in his mind.

He knew that at this moment, any wrong decision could cause all their efforts to be wasted.

Under Lin Fan's instructions, Ximen Zhi began to set up another set of teleportation arrays as their backup plan.

His movements were quick and skillful, but the worry in his eyes never dissipated.

After everything was ready, Ximen Zhi stood next to the original teleportation array, took a deep breath, and began to recite the spell.

His voice was low and powerful, and as he chanted the spell, the teleportation array began to slowly activate, emitting a faint light.

Lin Fan stared at the teleportation array nervously, knowing that this moment would determine their fate.

With the flash of light, both he and Ximen Zhi seemed to be sucked into an endless void. The surroundings were dark, and only the sound of their heartbeats echoed in their ears.

After a period of dizziness, when they opened their eyes again, they were already standing next to another teleportation array near Qingyun Sect Square.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and felt the slightly dewy night breeze around him.

There was unprecedented joy and excitement in his heart, a sense of challenge to the unknown destiny, a relieved smile on his face, and determination and expectation in his eyes.

Next to him, Ximen Zhi looked a little tired, with tiny beads of sweat covering his forehead.

He wiped it gently with his sleeve and slowly said "Fortunately!"

There was both joy and a bit of shock in this sentence.

Lin Fan turned to look at Ximen Zhi, a trace of concern flashed in his eyes.

He could feel Ximen Zhi's nervousness and worry, which also made waves in his heart.

"Does the success of your teleportation formation depend on luck?"

he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

Ximen Zhi smiled slightly. Although his smile was still a little tired, his eyes became determined.

"This mainly depends on the proficiency of the formation and the cultivation of the formation master. When I set up this teleportation array, my cultivation level was still very low and I was not skilled enough. But it is different now. The teleportation array should be much more stable."

There was confidence and determination in his voice.

With that said, Ximen Zhi walked to the original teleportation array again and began to set up another teleportation array.

His movements were more skillful, every gesture smooth and precise.

This is his confidence in his skills and a guarantee for the future.

Lin Fan stood aside and watched quietly, admiring Ximen Zhi's ability and determination in his heart.

With the formation of Ximenzhi completed, the two of them set foot on the road to Qingyun Sect Square together.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi walked through the twists and turns of the mountain road and finally arrived at the vast square outside the Qingyun Sect.

The square at this moment was already crowded with people and very lively.

Lanterns were hung high, and under the light, all kinds of people gathered in the square, forming a lively scene.

The square was buzzing with people, and the noise was mixed with tension and anticipation.

There were burly men wielding huge weapons, their muscles were as strong as iron, and every movement showed astonishing power;

There were also thin scholars, holding folding fans or books, but their eyes shone with energy that was not inferior to that of the burly men.

Some of these people wore gorgeous robes embroidered with various intricate patterns, highlighting their status and status;

Some were wearing simple coarse cloth clothes, but their eyes were equally firm, showing their strength that should not be underestimated.

Lin Fan stood on the edge of the square, his eyes wandering among the crowd, and he couldn't help but sigh at the excitement and diversity here.

He felt an unprecedented atmosphere - people from all over the world and all backgrounds gathered here, and they came for the same goal - a martial arts trial.

Next to him, Ximen Zhi was also dazzled.

He saw some familiar faces and many new ones he had never seen before.

He could feel the powerful aura emanating from these people, which made him feel awe, and at the same time inspired his fighting spirit.