Looking back at Zhou Tong, he was still choosing martial arts. It seemed that he was also dazzled by the vast number of martial arts.
Meng Bufan did not wait for him. After saying hello to him, he left the royal martial arts arsenal.
Now that the sect competition is about to start, there are only a few days left. Meng Bufan must prepare for the upcoming sect competition.
Di Wanlin still stayed in the library to accompany Zhou Tong, and he sent an inner guard to lead Meng Bufan.
Meng Bufan did not follow Fang De back to Fang Mansion, but went directly to the inn where Dong Xuanzong was staying.
The sect competition is about team performance. Meng Bufan has rarely spent time with his senior brothers and sisters recently. He wants to get more familiar with them, so that he can achieve good results in future sect competitions.
In the inn, Meng Bufan saw the great elder.
Meng Bufan did not ask how the Lin family in Wulong City was doing now. Since the elders and the others were back safely, it meant that the fate of the Lin family would not be good.
The Great Elder had also learned from Sun Jian about Meng Bufan's results in this family competition, and he was extremely happy. Now seeing Meng Bufan, the Great Elder Xukongzi's face was filled with relief.
"Okay, very good. Now that Dongxuan Sect has you, the chance of being promoted to the second-level sect is much greater." Xu Kongzi, who was originally very dignified, had a kind look on his face when he saw Meng Bufan.
look.
Meng Bufan replied sincerely: "Disciple, do your best."
In fact, Dongxuanzong did not provide many resources for Meng Bufan. Meng Bufan's current achievements were achieved by his own chance. However, everyone in Dongxuanzong valued him and treated him like a treasure.
Meng Bufan can also feel all this. Therefore, his sense of belonging to Dongxuan Sect is quite strong.
After the explanations from the Great Elder and Sun Jian, Meng Bufan roughly understood the rules of this sect competition.
There are approximately nine thousand sects participating in the competition this time, and each sect needs to rank one hundred disciples. In other words, the number of participants this time will be close to one million.
The competition date will last for three full months.
Meng Bufan secretly thought, wouldn't it mean that when I come out of Ghost King Mountain, I will be fourteen years old?
They need to go to Ghost King Mountain to hunt spirit beasts and obtain the inner elixirs of the spirit beasts. Finally, the quantity and quality of the inner elixirs obtained will determine the ranking of the entire sect.
On the Ghost King Mountain we are going to this time, the levels of spirit beasts are particularly high. The lowest spirit beasts are fifth-level spirit beasts, and there are even sixth- and seventh-level spirit beasts.
It is precisely because the level of the spirit beasts is too high that it is difficult to kill them with individual strength alone. Therefore, it is necessary for the entire sect's participating disciples to unite to have greater hope of obtaining their inner elixirs.
If the level five spiritual beasts they encounter are as powerful as the mammoths Meng Bufan encounters, it is more likely that they will be killed by one person alone, let alone kill them.
The statistical method is also very simple. Each inner elixir of a fifth-level spiritual beast is counted as one point, an inner elixir of a sixth-level spiritual beast is counted as ten points, and an inner elixir of a seventh-level spiritual beast is counted as one hundred points.
However, with their strength, not to mention the seventh-level spiritual beasts, even the sixth-level spiritual beasts may not be able to deal with them.
In Dongxuan Sect, among the people who participated in the competition this time, there was not even a single person in the Martial Emperor realm. The ones with the highest cultivation level were Bing'er and Huo Qingshan of Daofutang. They were at the peak of the later martial arts sect. The other participants were
Most of the staff were from the early Wuzong period, and there were only a dozen people from the later Wuzong period including Meng Bufan.
Some other first-level large sects have much better personnel configurations. They are mainly composed of people from the late Wuzong period, and there will also be a few strong men from the early Wuzong period.
Some second-grade sects are mainly composed of people in the middle stage of Wu Zong, and occasionally there may be one or two early stage Wu Emperors.
Therefore, Meng Bufan's task is not easy. After all, the gap in overall strength lies there. Even if Meng Bufan's strength is comparable to that of the middle-stage Emperor Wu, he alone cannot change the entire battle situation.
Their goal for this competition is to try their best to secure the position of the third-grade sect, and if possible, try to attack the second-grade sect.
After leaving the elder's room, Meng Bufan also stayed in one of the rooms in the inn.
Many acquaintances, knowing that Meng Bufan had also come to the inn, came to visit him in his room.
Senior Sister Bing'er, Hu Yidao, Hu Yun, Che Jun, Leng Wanwan, Yun Zhongxing, Huo Feng, Zhao Botian, Yun Lili...
Looking at the smiling faces in front of him, Meng Bufan was very moved. He had not stayed at Dongxuan Sect for a long time. Except for Lin Jie and Lin Qingyuan, Meng Bufan had a good relationship with other senior brothers and sisters.
Seeing them now, Meng Bufan recalled those happy days in Dongxuan Sect.
The only regret is that Zhao Hu is not here, and I don't know what the boy's cultivation is now. Meng Bufan suddenly thought of Zhao Hu.
Fortunately, the sect competition was over, and Meng Bufan and the others were about to go to the Divine Continent. Then they would be able to see Zhao Hu again, and Meng Bufan had a smile on his face.
"Hey, Junior Brother Meng, did you remember some beautiful woman? You were suddenly stunned, and now you are smiling so happily. You don't care that we are all here." Hu Yidao, who has a cheerful personality and is very familiar with Meng Bufan, started.
A joke.
Senior Sister Bing'er gave Hu Yida a hard look: "Fuck you, how old is Junior Brother Meng? You are making such a joke with him."
Hu Yidao laughed out loud.
Meng Bufan enjoyed this intimate atmosphere. He touched the back of his head sheepishly and smiled happily.
However, the competition was about to start, and Bing'er and the others did not stay long before they went back to their rooms. Before the competition started, everyone needed to adjust to the best condition.
Now, because they have lost Lin Qingyuan and Lin Jie, there are only ninety-eight people left in the competition. However, for this kind of team competition, missing one or two people will not affect the entire battle. What's more, Lin Qingyuan and Lin Jie
In this group, he is only at the bottom.
The day of the competition is coming soon.
Standing on a rock at the foot of Guiwang Mountain, Meng Bufan looked at the crowds of heads around him and sighed. There were too many people competing.
Fortunately, Ghost King Mountain is big enough, with a radius of several thousand miles, it is enough to accommodate people like them.
"Everyone, please be quiet!" A middle-aged man in green clothes flying in the air spoke. Although his voice was soft, it reached the ears of everyone present.
"I believe everyone already knows the rules, so I won't say more. Now I announce! The competition begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, many people rushed towards Ghost King Mountain impatiently.