They cultivate the fake Dao, we cultivate the sound Dao!

The town welcomed a long-lost Golden Age.

The last time it was so lively, it was because there were Immortals in the town who came to select outer sect disciples. Although it was similar this time, it was more Grand, because regardless of aptitude, ability, or lifespan, there was no discrimination.

Just this point alone caused a lot of trouble in this area.

At this time, on a vast bluestone square in the inner space, there were many 'Dao artifacts' for them to calculate and perform virtual 'marble explosions'.

Xu Zhi's expression was indifferent as he looked down at the mortals below. this is skipping all the cultivation stages and directly seeing the final essence ... In their eyes, they were holding the seed of a big tree in their hands, and they could influence its division and growth ... What they need to learn is just how to grow this one into what they want."

It was that simple.