During the three days in the water prison, Pei Fan only talked with the system and slept, giving himself a three-day holiday.

The punishment was out of control for her. It was like she had a protective shell on her body. When she woke up, she would play in the water or go into the space to watch dramas and eat snacks. It was so comfortable.

After reporting the collected information to the Reversal of Life system, the customer service team conveyed the senior management's intentions to 01, who then used 01 as a medium to repeat it to her.

"So...I want to find the origin of the Dao of Heaven, uproot it, and bring it back to you to imprison it in a claustrophobic space?" Pei Fan nodded, indicating that he understood.

[He has transformed into a god, and many mortals worship him. With the power of believers, even if he is killed, he can be resurrected. 】

That being said, it's safest to keep it under your nose.

"Heaven's law cannot kill, but the daughter of heaven's law can kill, right?" Pei Fan carelessly fiddled with the dagger in his hand, looking at the silver light flashing across the blade in the darkness. It should be for someone.

[Yes.] The customer service did not hesitate: [There will always be losses in maintaining the harmony and stability of the small world.]

Bai Nuonuo doesn't regard others as human beings, and can destroy others' lifelong pursuits and luck at will just for his own pleasure.

In Bai Nuonuo's eyes, they are just God's playthings. It is their honor to be favored by Heaven.

In this case, let Bai Nuo Nuo understand.

There can be gods coming and gods dying in the world.

I believe that Bai Nuonuo and himself are both looking forward to that day.

When the three-day period was up, the iron chains of the water prison were opened, and the long-lost sunlight shone on the still calm water again, making shallow waves.

[Host Pei Fan, you have accepted the hidden side mission in the world, and the current progress is 30%, please continue to work hard.]

[Host Pei Fan, congratulations on your team entering the finals of the Hundred Floor Competition Team Competition. The level of reversal in life has reached 20%. Please continue to work hard. 】

[The system received feedback from customer service: Host Pei Fan stood out in the latest host competition and was rated as one of the "Top Ten Outstanding" hosts. In order to encourage more hosts to get involved and become new youths! The Reversal Life System will reward

Give RMB 100,000 to "Excellent Host" Pei Fan and deposit it into the host's personal account. After all tasks are completed, apply for cash withdrawal to customer service number 10086 within five days. The amount will be deposited via online banking within two working days.

, thank you for your cooperation and wish you a happy life!】

Stepping out of the water prison, the signal was restored, and system messages popped up one after another. Pei Fan's mind suddenly became a message asylum, noisy.

She closed her eyes, blinked twice, and closed it manually.

Someone has been waiting for me outside for a long time.

When his feet touched the ground, the water prison behind him turned into a phantom and disappeared immediately.

What was replaced was a warm embrace from Zhang, San and the others.

Pei Fan silently blocked his perception with spiritual energy, which felt a bit overwhelming.

But her heart was warm, and she hugged everyone back.

"You've been staying in there for the past few days, so I'm afraid you still don't know, right?"

Seeing that Pei Fan was fine, Li Si looked proud: "We successfully defeated our opponents four to five and reached the finals."

There are a total of twenty places in the sect trial. Ten individuals and two teams, which are not mutually exclusive to each other.

As long as their team can be ranked in the top two, they have already carved out a spot for themselves.

Entering the finals, there are five teams, and their strength is generally better than that of Jindan.

The outstanding leaders of the younger generation are among them, but unfortunately, what they are facing is "overthrowing this disgusting world of cultivation".

At the same age and with the average Nascent Soul strength per capita, Zhang San and the others would be like abusing vegetables when they fight against each other.

You also have to think about how to show mercy and save some face for the other party.

In just half a cup of tea, after Ding Liu finally eliminated the opponents on the field, the disciple in charge of the game process congratulated them on winning the first place.

Now that I have obtained my spot in the Hundred-Floor Competition, I have to start thinking about the next step.

Under the envious gazes, Zhang San took the lead to step off the ring and pocket the spiritual stone on the gambling stall.

Seeing Zhang San approaching the crowd, the disciple next to him had the foresight to make way for him.

A Nascent Soul disciple in his early twenties, his strength is comparable to that of a direct disciple of the inner sect.

Even though he was not taken seriously and ignored by others before, he has now become the person that thousands of disciples most want to be like.

No one does not respect the strong, and everyone wants to be the strong.

Zhang San and the others were not used to being ignored and treated suddenly.

However, they have always been immersed in their own world and are not easily disturbed by outsiders. At this moment, they complained to Pei Fan as if nothing had happened: "If I had known, I would not have ended the battle so quickly. I would have used more feints to let the opponent suppress me."

The higher the rate, the more money will come rolling in."

"It's okay." Pei Fan comforted them, "Be careful next time and do less sorry things."

"OK."

"What are you going to do later?" Eat?

"There's nothing to do." You can give it a try.

"Then let's go practice swordplay together?" Go to Zhang Suqing's yard?

"That's what I meant." Barbecue or hot pot?

"Let's go then." Everyone ate.

Unable to understand the encrypted conversation between the five people, the disciples around them thought that these people were not only talented, but also diligent, and never slackened their efforts in training.

No wonder someone else can take first place!

The disciples suddenly became energetic, using them as their idols, and became entangled with each other.

Either I will trick others to death, or others will trick me to death.

Go!

The disciples all looked at each other with evil eyes. They dispersed like birds and beasts, and began the road of involution day by day.

In Pei Fan's small yard

There are many fruits and vegetables planted around, they are green and it is the picking season.

Wang Wu selected the vegetables and divided them into two batches, one for barbecue and one for hot pot.

This method was taught to them by Pei Fan. This is simply a feat that opened up a beautiful and happy life in human society.

The copper pot was boiling with gurgling soup. Pei Fan used a mesh sieve to filter out the foam and said to the four people who were eating hard rice: "Maybe in the next few days, we will have to plan our tactics."

"It's simple..." Li Si nodded while eating: "We need to carefully consider the long-term cooperation of the team."

"I want us to make a splash in the Hundred-Floor Competition." Pei Fan looked at his friend in front of him quietly: "We will maintain this state until the end of the Immortal Sect Competition."

Zhang San was a little confused, biting his chopsticks: "You mean... we want to win the role of winner in every duel?"

"Yes." Pei Fan nodded without hesitation.

The four of them were somewhat silent, and they looked embarrassed: "But..."

"Are you not confident in your own strength?" Pei Fan disagreed: "Our strength and talent are not worse than theirs."

Even, above them.

"A little bit, but not entirely because of this." Wang Wu said seriously: "They are all the best disciples of the immortal sect in each sect. From childhood to adulthood, they have all used magic weapons and spells to protect themselves. I don't think we have any

What great advantage can compare with their krypton gold strength."

"Sometimes, the abilities you have gained through hard work are not even as powerful as a spell that someone else took out." Li Si also felt a little inferior: "Those of us who have never taken a few classes in Dalian since childhood.

Ye Luzi, compared with the authentic inheritors of hundreds of schools of immortality, always feels ashamed and humble."

It is indeed reasonable for Pei Fan to think about the problem from their perspective.

"It's nothing. If they have it, we have it too. Isn't it a tie?" Pei Fan snatched the tender beef from Ding Liu's men and said nonchalantly.

"Do you want to...?" Zhang San was the first to react. He is older and more sensitive to news from the outside world: "The Bailou Competition randomly drops into secret realms and fairy tombs, which may contain a large number of ancient artifacts and spiritual treasures.

We can definitely look forward to it.”

"Yes." That's what Pei Fan meant: "If we can't defeat them because of the spells, then we will turn against the guests and take their possessions as our own and use them."

As the saying goes: A poor Taoist will never die but a Taoist will never die.

"High, it has to be you!" Li Si raised his thumb to Pei Fan without hesitation: "Double standard still depends on your operation."

"The rules of the Hundred-Floor Competition and the Fairy Gate Competition are very different. They allow snatching and massacres between contestants." Pei Fan said seriously and told his teammates the information he had collected: "If you want to survive, you must step on it."

Carrying other people’s bones up there.”

It's cruel, but you have to do it, otherwise you will be the one who dies.

The Immortal Sect Competition is an upright survival of the fittest, and only the victors are eligible to receive preferential resources.

Everyone is crazy about it, lusting after it, and killing each other.

Pei Fan needs to rectify all this and fulfill the system's instructions.

At this moment, she had to walk this road before she could make the next plan.

"Okay!" Zhang San nodded, "I won't show mercy to anyone and will give full play to my strength."

Others don't have any objections either. Once they accept the solution to the problem, they have nothing to be pretentious about except that others don't try to show off their wealth in front of them.

An ordinary talisman can be worth several high-grade spiritual stones. When the time comes, they will have to be shaved off by those people.

The days of preparation before the competition passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, tomorrow was the day of the 100-floor competition.

The fifty disciples who had qualified for the competition lined up and stood in the open space in front of the inner gate hall, listening to the diligent teachings of the leader Kunlun Master, and waiting for the announcement of the candidates for the teaching elders assigned to them.

Master Kunlun is the head of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. He usually does not teach as a teacher, but sits on the judges' bench to give scores.

As one of the teaching elders, Master Yi Xu was assigned to be in charge of the direct disciples of the inner sect. Pei Fan and other outer sect disciples were not under his jurisdiction.

The person responsible for taking over the sect's trial and winning the twenty people is Hedi Zhenren. He is one of the elders in charge of the library. He is not strong or powerful.
Chapter completed!