Pu Kaile has won five games, and this time he is the leader of the sect competition. The elder asked him to wait in the audience for a while, and then announce the ranking after all the games are over.

Song Shiyin finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried, but now she finally felt relieved.

The last game is between Song Shiyin and the tall female cultivator. When she loses this game again, the sect competition will officially end.

"It's a little sister again. Sister, I won't write mercy in my hand. You have to be careful." As soon as she came on stage, the female nun covered her mouth and said with a smile.

Song Shiyin stood still and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, please enlighten me."

The female cultivator smiled and agreed, then her face suddenly changed. Spiritual energy surged around her body, and a golden light emerged from her body. It was like a goddess coming to the world. Hundreds of golden needles flew into the air behind her, and the needle tips shone with a dazzling light.

She waved her hand, and the golden needles flew towards Song Shiyin in unison, overwhelming him with an overwhelming momentum.

Song Shiyin's pupils shrank, he made a secret with his hands, and quickly summoned the spirit-devouring vine. He threw it hard on the ground, used his strength to retreat quickly, and barely managed to avoid it.

"My little sister is really agile, can you dodge this blow?" The female cultivator struck again, her hair not moving in the wind, her face was cold, and her body was even more golden.

The golden needles grew up in an instant and were evenly distributed in the air. Song Shiyin couldn't see anything else in his eyes and felt as if he had nowhere to hide.

The golden needle struck again, occupying the entire arena. Song Shiyin had no way to avoid it, and had no other way out than retreating.

She simply used the soul-eating vine to weave a shield and put it in front of herself to fight against the golden needles that had arrived.

The golden needle was sharp and pierced into the spirit-devouring vine. A hole was broken in the vine body, and light green juice flowed out, dripping onto the ground.

The spiritual power surged in Song Shiyin's Dantian and was continuously fed into the Spirit-Eating Vine, and the wounds on the vine's body continued to heal.

Seeing this scene, the female cultivator was not to be outdone. She stood still, formed seals on her hands, and fired out her spiritual power again. Pushing her hands forward, the golden needle took another step forward, breaking through Song Shiyin's defense that he had just recovered.

Not only that, the golden needles in other positions were mobilized one after another to surround Song Shiyin. There were golden needles staring at him from all directions. She waved her hand and left no room at all.

Song Shiyin could not dodge at this time, the golden needles were attacking quickly. She forcibly raised her spiritual power, poured it into her whole body, and pushed forward hard against the spirit-devouring vine. After being surrounded by the golden needles, she quickly fell to the ground and rolled.

Soul-eating vines were scattered on the ground, and golden needles fell to the ground. This time, Song Shiyin tried his best to avoid this fatal situation.

But she also paid a heavy price. The golden elixir was radiating bursts of pain, which was obviously caused by overdraft of spiritual power. Her whole body was wet with sweat, and her clothes stuck tightly to her body, hindering her movement.

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There is a reason why Song Shiyin fought so hard. She only won one out of the five games, which will definitely give the elders the illusion that she is not strong enough. Her proper performance of several extraordinary performances can help the elders reduce their negative impression of her.

I think she just has a short time in cultivation.

But it was only this time. She forced herself to sit up with her hands on the ground, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently, and licking her chapped lips. Song Shiyin raised his head and glanced at the female cultivator.

The surprise in the female cultivator's eyes was undisguised, and she said: "It's just a fluke that I can beat you. You juniors are indeed better than each other."

"Sister, you are so humble." Song Shiyin said weakly.

The female cultivator shook her head and said, "If you had practiced as long as I have, your achievements would probably be beyond my reach. I will give you a few breaths to see if you can get up and fight me again."

Song Shiyin nodded. Considering her physical condition, she could get up and fight the female cultivator for a while, but she was really tired after fighting for so many days and just wanted to end it as soon as possible.

Ten breaths of time passed little by little, and Song Shiyin pretended to try to get up, but to no avail in the end, she showed an expression of reluctance and waited for her failure.

Du Yunxi and Bian Tingyu ran to help her, and several people came on stage again. The elder announced that the sect competition was officially over.

"Everyone, after ten days, this sect competition has finally concluded.

At the end, the ten disciples on the field are the top ten. We will discuss whether they can enter the inner gate later."

"I am very pleased that some disciples failed in the second round or even the first round in the last competition, but this time, you have obviously made progress, whether it is the increase in your cultivation or your proficiency in the techniques.

It all means that you have not wasted your time in these ten years."

"The journey of cultivation is boring, but it is also full of unknowns and challenges. As long as you stick to your original intention and are willing to work hard, the road ahead will be bright and bright."

The elder chattered endlessly, and many disciples were very excited. They did not expect that their insignificant self would be remembered by the elder. Some people were ashamed that they had not made much progress at all compared to before.

In short, after these words, everyone strengthened their hearts and planned to continue practicing seriously, not to let down their own efforts or let down the trust of the sect.

Ranking based on points, Pu Kaile won all five games and is a well-deserved first place.

Du Yunxi scored four points and was ranked second. The tall girl ranked third. Zhuo Guang and Xue Huanhuan had the same score. They played another game. Zhuo Guang won, so he ranked fourth and Xue Huanhuan fifth.

The petite female cultivator is sixth, the short and fat male cultivator is seventh, Song Shiyin is eighth, Bian Tingyu is ninth, and Luo Taiqing is tenth.

Because the scores were the same, the last four people needed to play another round. Luo Taiqing didn't want to bump into the team again, so he chose the short and fat male cultivator.

Song Shiyin started a game with Bian Tingyu. She wanted to lose another game, but everything was a foregone conclusion. She just finished tenth, but she didn't expect that Bian Tingyu gave her a break, so she had to accept the kindness.

"Then the rest of the time will be left to you elders. Is there any disciple you like on the field?"

Song Shiyin's eyes swept over the unfamiliar faces at the table one by one. Some of them looked young and some were older, but all of them were extraordinary and unfathomable.

As soon as he finished speaking, the elders at the table were ready to make a move.

"I am Li Qing, Pu Kaile, Du Yunxi, and Yuan Qian from Fu Mo Peak. Would you like to sit under my seat, learn the Dharma with me, and become a Dharma cultivator?" Li Qing, the real person, looks quite gentle.

She smiled slightly, like a warm and gentle spring breeze.

She asked about the top three, and there were other elders who also took a fancy to them.

"Yuan Qian, you have a golden spirit root and are talented in weapon cultivation. Do you want to be a weapon cultivator?" This is a handsome male elder.

Pu Kaile did not hesitate. He had always wanted to be a Dharma cultivator and directly chose Zhenren Li Qing. The tall female Xiu Yuanqian also chose the elder of the Qi cultivator. Du Yunxi was the only one who was still hesitant.

Seeing this, Song Shiyin knew that the original plot was at work. The next second, that person was about to appear.

Song Shiyin's eyes looked at the banquet again, passing through each person one by one, and finally stopped on one person. He did not sit in the front row like other elders, but stood at the back as if he had just arrived.

This man is dressed in white, his facial features are like sculptures, and his posture is upright. If Wencu is the wind and Zhuo Guang is the night, then he is the ice. Just one glance can make people feel the biting ice.

This person is Bu Ruichu, Du Yunxi's master in the original text, and also her destined person.

"Du Yunxi, are you willing to be my apprentice?" he asked.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone turned around, not hiding the surprise in their eyes.

"Jin Zhao, why are you here?" It was Li Qing who spoke.

"Let me take a look." Bu Ruichu said coldly.

"Since you are the one Jin Zhao wants, I won't fight with you. It's rare for you to have the idea of ​​accepting a disciple, so we are happy for you." Master Li Qing smiled.

"Thank you all. Du Yunxi, are you willing to be my apprentice?" Bu Ruichu did not come down, but still stood there, one high and one low, one looking up and the other looking down.

For some reason, Du Yunxi's heart suddenly beat very fast, and the blood all over her body was boiling. She suppressed the discomfort in her heart. Although every part of her body was clamoring for her to agree, she still did not make a decision in a hurry.

Master Li Qing saw her doubts and simply came out to explain: "Jin Zhao is also the chief of Fu Mo Peak."

The old man is my junior brother. He has always been dedicated to pursuing the Tao and is not stained by the mortal world. However, he is extremely talented and was a famous genius in the entire Nine Realms a hundred years ago."

"Furthermore, like you, he is an ice spirit root monk. His self-created technique "Tianshu Ice Spirit Strategy" is called by many monks "the technique that everyone of ice attribute monks longs to practice." If you do

His disciples, with his guidance, will surely have a smoother journey in cultivation."

Master Li Qing spoke sincerely, and those present who didn't know Bu Ruichu also understood that he was a very powerful monk, and they all looked at Du Yunxi with envy.

After thinking for a moment, Du Yunxi bowed to the two of them and said, "Thank you, Master Li Qing, for clarifying my doubts, and Master Jin Zhao, thank you for your love. I am willing to become your disciple, and I hope you will give me more advice in the future."

Du Yunxi was accepted as a disciple by Bu Ruichu. Bian Tingyu and Xue Huanhuan were obviously very happy. They stood next to Song Shiyin, one on the left and the other on the right.

The corners of Xue Huanhuan's mouth, which had always been downward, were now slightly raised, and the corners of her eyes were also curved, which reduced her usual irritability.

Bian Tingyu showed this even more obviously. She gently shook Song Shiyin's arm and turned her head to look at her excitedly. Song Shiyin could only smile back to her.

She didn't know whether this was right or wrong, but she couldn't stop it.

If what happened today did not develop according to the original plot and Bu Ruichu accepted the first Pu Kaile as his disciple, maybe Song Shiyin would be able to laugh.

She is still somewhat confused about the conditions for the plot to take place. Sometimes, under her obstruction, such as the underground cave and Pu Kaile's participation, everyone can escape from the original plot.

But sometimes, even if she made changes, the original story still happened, such as meeting the wolves in the first mission and today's Bu Ruichu accepting a disciple.

She still needs more clues and more attempts.

The destinations of the top three have been decided, and the process of recruiting disciples for the remaining few is not that exciting. Basically, an elder offers an olive branch, and the disciples take it without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, it was Xue Huanhuan. Master Zhu Ning said he wanted to accept her as his disciple, but she was obviously reluctant. She looked at the table again, but no one spoke again.

In desperation, she rolled her eyes and agreed with Master Ning, who also smiled fondly.

Bian Tingyu wants to be a talisman cultivator. Because of her spiritual roots and talent, it is true that only the elders of the talisman cultivator want to accept her as a disciple. She is a pretty kind-looking real man with a round face and small eyes.

As for Song Shiyin, she naturally followed her original plan. Since she chose Mu Linghe, she wanted to be an alchemy cultivator. She was not eye-catching, but she was also an indispensable part... c

But she didn't expect that she and Zhuo Guang actually have the same master. She should be more careful in her future actions. There are advantages and disadvantages. After all, Zhuo Guang also has many secrets. It just gave Song Shiyin the opportunity to observe carefully.
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