Along the way, Wang Shuo experienced many things that the Liang Kingdom had never had before, such as the delicious food, the Taiwanese drama, and even the sword dance on the road.

"I didn't expect that this mortal world could be so interesting!" Wang Shuo sighed with a smile, and couldn't help but throw out another spiritual stone for the show in front of him.

For a few days, Wang Shuo walked forward while asking around if there were any major sects accepting disciples.

I have heard of a few sects accepting disciples, but these sects can only be regarded as small and medium-sized sects, and even there are only one or two Yuanying monks in charge, or the Jindan period is in charge.

On the way, Wang Shuo learned about the three major sects of Qi from the mouths of other immortal cultivators: the first was the Tianlang Sect, the second was the Baihua Sect, and the third was the Tianyu Sect.

Wang Shuo gave up on the other two sects and only inquired about the Tianlang Sect.

The reason why this Tianlang Sect is called the Tianlang Sect is that there are all kinds of people in the sect. Most of the casual cultivators join the sect. As long as they have the strength, no matter who they are.

Any disciple who successfully joins the sect is called the "Head Wolf", hence the name of the Tianlang Sect.

It is precisely because of this that the Tianlang Sect is superior in strength and power. It is also because of this that the Tianlang Sect ranks third among the three sects.

The reason why Wang Shuo inquired about the Heavenly Wolf Sect instead of the other two sects was that the Heavenly Wolf Sect was close and the other two sects were in other directions. The journey took a full month and the journey was really boring, so he gave up.

As for how to join the Tianlang Sect, it is simple. Many people come every month. As long as you stand out through fighting, you can join the sect as a disciple.

Not only that, the date of this month's fight is not far away, and Wang Shuo plans to catch up with this time.

Finally, Wang Shuo stopped in a small town square.

The square was crowded with people, most of whom were monks in the Qi refining stage.

A small number of them are participating in the Tianlang Sect selection, but most of them are just here to join in the fun.

Wang Shuo's white hair is quite conspicuous among everyone, attracting many people's attention.

Suddenly, a dwarf, holding a lot of brand-new talismans in his hand, stopped in front of Wang Shuo: "Fellow Taoist, do you want to buy talismans? Although they are low-level, they are useful in fighting. Think about it, if a large handful is thrown in a fight, who can carry it?"

Can you live there?"

Wang Shuo smiled. Indeed, fighting during the Qi refining period was nothing more than talismans and magic weapons. If a large number of talismans could be thrown out at once, the lethality would be considerable.

However, Wang Shuo was more curious about how this dwarf became so short. But it would be rude to ask directly, so Wang Shuo gave up!

Wang Shuo picked one up and looked at it carefully. The painting was very fine, and the quality was much higher than the talismans Wang Shuo had used before!

Could it be that the goods I bought from Liang Guo in the past were all of inferior quality?

"How many spirit stones?" Wang Shuo asked.

"One piece contains a spirit stone! If you buy ten, I will add one more!" The dwarf immediately smiled and talked to Wang Shuo about the price and discounts.

Wang Shuo nodded, the price was reasonable, so he took a pile of talismans and asked, "How many spiritual stones are there in this pile?"

The dwarf was stunned: "Fellow Taoist, I have to count them carefully, otherwise I don't know how many spiritual stones there are!"

Wang Shuo smiled: "How about this, don't count, I will give you twenty spirit stones, if it's more, you get it, if it's less, I get it."

The dwarf immediately became anxious and stretched out his hand to grab the talisman: "Fellow Taoist, you are so inappropriate. Kill me for showing it!"

Wang Shuo raised his hand and placed it at a height that was beyond the reach of the other dwarf, showing a sly smile: "You see, no one bought your talisman even after you shouted for a long time. The others are all casual cultivators and have limited spiritual stones in their hands.

But I have it. If you don’t agree, I won’t buy it!”

Hearing this, the dwarf looked at the talisman in Wang Shuo's hand, hesitated for a while and then sighed: "That's all, the twenty spirit stones are with my fellow Taoist!"

Wang Shuo took out twenty spirit stones and gave them to the dwarf. The dwarf took the spirit stones and was about to leave, but was caught by Wang Shuo: "Fellow Taoist, I would like to ask, how can I improve the fighting skills of the Tianlang Sect?"

The dwarf looked Wang Shuo up and down and pointed to the small attic on the other side of the square. Wang Shuo thanked him and walked towards the attic.

As soon as you enter the attic, you will be greeted by the scent of flowers and plants. There is only one female disciple sitting there.

The female disciple was wearing a yellow shirt. She was ordinary in appearance and had no outstanding features, but her cultivation had reached the early stage of foundation building.

The female disciple looked at Wang Shuo and said, "Will you fight tomorrow?"

Wang Shuo nodded and said "hmm".

"Why did you come so late? What's your name?" The female disciple took out a jade slip and planned to add Wang Shuo's name.

"Wang Shuo!"

"Cultivation."

"Fifth level of Qi refining stage."

"Fifth floor?"

The female disciple looked surprised and looked up at Wang Shuo. At the same time, she scanned Wang Shuo with her spiritual consciousness and found that she was indeed at the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

Wang Shuo's face was expressionless: "Why, do you need to reach a certain level of cultivation to compete tomorrow?"

The female disciple shook her head: "No, it's just that I have never seen someone with your low level of cultivation participate in this fight!"

Later, the woman took out a life and death contract and asked Wang Shuo to add his name to it.

Wang Shuo frowned and asked in confusion: "Why do we need to sign a life and death contract?"

The female disciple sighed, obviously a little annoyed. I am afraid that she has explained this to many people: "Life or death in the fight has nothing to do with our Tianlang Sect. It all depends on whether the person fighting in the fight has the strength to protect himself. Once he risks his life, I

The Tianlang Sect will not be held responsible!"

Wang Shuo nodded, added his name with his spiritual consciousness, and left, waiting for the next day's fight.

…

The next day, there were even more people in the square. The rules of the battle were simple, as long as you could stand in the ring for five rounds, you would be considered a pass.

Those who do not pass will be eliminated. If there are more than ten people left, they will continue in the ring format and screen out the excess people. If there are less than ten people, they will enter the sect directly.

Wang Shuo was not in a hurry, but was happy to watch others fight. At this time, his mentality was different from the humility of the past. It was more like a senior watching the younger generation's fighting skills, and he could give them some guidance.

Everyone in the audience was talking and pointing. Whenever they encountered something wonderful, they would applaud and cheer. If not, they would sigh and shake their heads.

Each of them seems to be in a situation where there are more than one dozen. As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, but the onlookers know clearly. That's it.

After watching more than a dozen games, Wang Shuo also shook his head. After all, he was a casual cultivator, and his means and magic power were really limited. Among a group of eleven and twelve level Qi refining stage practitioners, the person who could stand for the longest time could only stand for four games.

I'm afraid the strong ones are planning to come up later.

Thinking like this, Wang Shuo opened his consciousness and detected the people around him. Sure enough, there were more than twenty monks at the edge of the ring who had reached the fourteenth or fifth level.

Many people felt that Wang Shuo's spiritual consciousness was far beyond the ordinary cultivation level in the foundation building period, and they all looked surprised and looked around.

In order not to attract attention, Wang Shuo also pretended to look around.

Suddenly, the audience became noisy.

However, compared with Wang Shuo's spiritual consciousness in the foundation-building stage, which was enhanced by the "Nine Yuan Xuanling Jue", these spiritual consciousnesses in the Qi Refining Stage are not even close to each other, and they dare not follow Wang Shuo's spiritual consciousness to find the source of his spiritual consciousness.

After all, no matter how powerful you are, you don't dare to offend the seniors in the foundation-building stage. What's more, this method of fighting with spiritual consciousness damages the spiritual consciousness, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Soon Wang Shuo withdrew his consciousness and pretended to look around with confusion like everyone else. After confirming that no one paid attention to him, Wang Shuo continued to look at the ring.

The people in the audience were already whispering: "It looks like there are seniors in the foundation building stage here who are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers!"

"I don't want to be a rival with him. I'm prone to fighting, but I'm afraid of offending him, pretending to be weak, and I'm afraid that he'll think I don't respect him!"

"We, the 11th and 2nd floor guys, can last for five games only if we have the same bird fighting skills as us!"

After a few more games, the challenger was a wholesale man. This man was at the fourteenth level and had already won four games.

It is rare for people to lose their lives on stage. After all, it is not easy for casual practitioners. Generally, when you are about to lose, you will show mercy.

As for the so-called attacker who attacked again after being shown mercy, Wang Shuo has not seen it so far. He is afraid that even if there is someone, he will not be let go by everyone in the audience after he gets off the stage.

Seeing that no one was on the stage, Wang Shuo jumped onto the ring and confronted the man.

This man's spiritual consciousness looked towards Wang Shuo, his expression changed, and he suddenly burst into laughter: "Boy, I advise you to go back to your hometown and practice for ten years before coming back. You can't beat anyone at the fifth level of your Qi refining period!"

The people in the audience cast doubtful glances at Wang Shuo. At the same time, several spiritual senses were directed at Wang Shuo. When they saw Wang Shuo at the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage, they started to make a noise.

Wang Shuo smiled and cupped his hands: "If fellow Taoist can make me move half a step down, fellow Taoist will be considered a winner!"

Someone in the audience suddenly showed a smile as if they were watching a good show, and at the same time they became quiet, curious about this disparate battle.

After hearing Wang Shuo's words, the wholesale man immediately stopped his smile and showed a vigilant expression: "It seems that fellow Taoist is stronger than the fifth level of the Qi Refining Stage, otherwise he wouldn't have said these words!"

After saying this, the man took out a folding fan, injected it with magic power, and suddenly fanned it forward.

A strong wind blew towards Wang Shuo, along with several wind blades.

Facing this strong wind, Wang Shuo looked as if nothing was happening and stood firmly on the spot.

Wang Shuo stamped his foot, and a stone pillar immediately sprang out from under the man's feet, pushing him into the air.

Even the folding fan in his hand fell down, and the strong wind and wind blade suddenly disappeared when they were only one finger away from Wang Shuo.

The wholesale man fell to the ground hard.

Everyone in the audience immediately applauded: "Well done!"

The wholesale man seemed angry, got up and continued to cast the spell.

Suddenly, dozens of vines sprang out from under Wang Shuo's feet and instantly entangled Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo smiled slightly, then roared angrily. The vine was broken by Wang Shuo's body and fell to the ground, turning into spiritual energy.

The man looked shocked: "How is that possible?"

The next moment, Wang Shuo made a hand seal, and dozens of stone pillars grew diagonally around the man, controlling the man's limbs in the interlaced gaps.

Before the man could react, a flying sword came in front of the man, and the man quickly closed his eyes.

Everyone laughed immediately from the audience. The man opened his eyes and the flying sword stopped in front of him.

Wang Shuo said with a smile on his face: "Fellow Taoist, you lost!"

The stone pillar and the flying sword were later removed, and the man resumed his actions and bowed his hand to Wang Shuo: "Thank you for not killing me, my fellow Taoist. I am just inferior to others in my skills, so I am willing to be inferior!"

There was immediate applause from the audience.

This boy is not bad at strength. If the vines were in any Qi refining stage, they would lose their ability and turn into a piece of meat on the chopping board.

When Nai He met Wang Shuo, he used his body to jump away the vine.
Chapter completed!