The next morning, before Li Daoyuan left the room, Fang Zhu had already brought Chen Yongchun over and knocked on the door.

"Senior brother, why did you wear a black Taoist robe today?"

Li Daoyuan pushed the door and saw Fang Zhu wearing a black Taoist robe, and immediately asked strangely. He remembered that when he saw Fang Zhu in Yaoyue Mansion a few days ago, the other party was still wearing a white robe.

"After I became a second-grade alchemist, I became an inner disciple. The disciples of Jinling Peak and Guzhuan Peak only need to make intermediate talismans or intermediate magic weapons, and they will automatically become an inner disciple, and they will obtain one thousand more contribution points from Lianhua Peak every year."

Fang Zhu laughed loudly and continued, "It doesn't matter what clothes you wear in the mansion. The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall of Zhengtai Peak dare not trespass on our alchemist's mansion for no reason. Today I am going to visit the sect's competition, and I must wear it more formally."

In addition to the disciples who are born with extraordinary qualifications, they are fortunate to be taken back by the peak masters and become disciples from servile disciples directly into inner disciples. If ordinary disciples want to obtain more cultivation resources, they can also rely on their own efforts.

"The top ten disciples in the sect will be upgraded to inner disciples in the final rank. Some ordinary disciples are already working hard to compete for the identity of inner disciples. Although it is still early, let's go and see the battle venue first. I think some of the participating disciples will also go there first," Fang Zhu said with a smile, looking at Li Daoyuan who was ready to go.

Li Daoyuan naturally had no different opinions. He got up so early today and was preparing to rush to Shanyang Peak in advance. He and Fang Zhu walked out of the Yaoyue Mansion and used the auspicious cloud technique to fly towards the sky.

Although Chen Yongchun had the early stages of the Spirit Acupoint Realm and had learned to fly the clouds and fog, his flight speed could not keep up with Li Daoyuan after all. Fang Zhu simply carried him on his red clouds and flew towards the main peak of the Lieyang Sect. During the flight, the three of them saw many clouds of various colors gathered from the surroundings and eight directions to the peak of the Bijia Mountain.

At this moment, in the square at the foot of a mountain, there were ten square platforms erected. A group of black disciples gathered in front of the battle platform and were discussing. A chaotic noise spread from here to the ears of Li Daoyuan and others in the air.

"Junior brother, how many disciples are there who have signed up for the sect competition this time? Why are there only ten battle tables here? Is the rules of this competition rare to change?" Fang Zhu looked at the battle table in the distance and asked in a strange tone.

"Including I have a total of 61 disciples, no one should register again. If it is a one-on-one competition, thirty battle tables should be set up, and there is also a lucky disciple who will be bye in the first battle competition."

Li Daoyuan also couldn't understand why the upper level of the sect only set up ten battle tables here. In order to avoid being noticed by the senior level of the sect, he put the soul-raising card into the storage bracelet in advance. Now a yellow identity token hanging around his waist.

"Let's go find someone to ask,"

Fang Zhu glanced at the crowd below with her eyes, and her eyes lit up. She landed on the edge of the square with Li Daoyuan and Chen Yongchun, and then walked towards a man surrounded by many disciples. The man's scalp was shiny. If he hadn't been wearing a white Taoist robe, he would have been mistaken for a monk.

"Senior Brother Feng, you are so brave. You actually drove the casino to the lower place of His Highness Jinyang," Fang Zhu strode out of the crowd and shouted at the bald man in the middle. When the disciples saw two inner disciples coming together, they took a step back and took the initiative to make way for a passage.

"Junior Brother Fang, whisper, I'm just an errand runner. How can so many spirit stones make up this bet?" The bald man raised his hand and rubbed his head, saying amused and crying, then looked at Li Daoyuan walking beside Fang Zhu.

"Junior Brother Li, his early stage cultivation level of Xuanqiao Realm, has fought with a group of evil cultivators outside the Ice Abyss. Although he is a disciple of Baicao Peak, his strength cannot be underestimated. In this competition, there is a 70% chance to enter the top ten, a 50% chance to enter the top three, and a 10% chance to win the first place. Should I block a few games? Whether it is betting on his own ranking or others, even if it is betting on who will win in a battle competition," the bald man's eyes flashed a few times and said enthusiastically.

"I'm not interested in other monks, and I don't know what the odds will be for me to win the first place?"

Li Daoyuan was a little shocked. He just signed up for the sect competition yesterday. Today, his cultivation and experience were investigated clearly. It seems that the power behind the bald man is quite powerful.

The bald man blinked, as if he wanted to get to know Li Daoyuan again. Then he took a book from a white-robed disciple beside him and quickly looked it through.

"It says that one compensation is three. How many spirit stones are planned to bet on yourself to win? It's hard for us to collect contribution points here, only spirit stones."

"One thousand low-level spirit stones,"

Li Daoyuan originally thought he was paying five in one, but now it seems that in their eyes, he is not an ordinary monk.

"Junior brother, did you really take out a thousand spirit stones to bet on yourself to get the first place?" Fang Zhu showed a surprised expression when he heard this. One thousand spirit stones are not a small number for them, and if Li Daoyuan loses in the battle field, the spirit stones will be thrown into the water in vain.

On the other hand, the bald man had already smiled and showed up. There were always some disciples who were inexplicably confident in their strength. This was one of the reasons why they made a lot of money every time they organized a casino. He quickly recorded Li Daoyuan's bets on the notebook.

"Let me do this, I will also bet on my junior brother to win by a thousand spirit stones," Fang Zhu didn't know what he thought of, so he took out a wooden box from the storage bag and handed it to the bald man in front of him, and continued, "Senior Brother Feng, do you know why there were only ten seats prepared in this battle arena?"

The bald man received two thousand low-level spirit stones and tore off two written receipts from the notebook. While giving them to Li Daoyuan and Fang Zhu, he said with a smile: "I have never heard of any reliable news from it. The rules of this competition should have been changed, but people with outstanding strength can still stand out from the many disciples."

The next moment, several disciples came to the bald man and paid him a few spirit stones. Seeing that he was too busy, Li Daoyuan and Fang Zhu did not disturb each other here, squeezed out the crowd and found a secluded place, waiting for the formal start of the battle.
Chapter completed!