The square of Luoxia Palace in Hongye Peak was filled with auras of light and crowded with people, making it as lively as going to a market.
In front of the square, thousands of outer sect disciples were sitting around. Most of them were elites from the outer sect who had rushed back from various places.
On the wide steps of the Luoxia Palace, a arena with a radius of several hundred feet was arranged. The arena was divided into three areas: left, middle and right by the magic circle. Three groups of competitions could be held at the same time. Behind the arena, on hundreds of stone benches, scattered
There were more than a dozen people dressed in inner sect disciples' costumes, including Mi Yurong who was extremely excited, and Gui Xiaoxiao who was contemplating and silent. These two beauties, among the Huachen monks, were just like little dots in the green bushes.
Red is really eye-catching.
For the inner sect disciples, there is not much to pay attention to in this outer sect competition. The inner sect competition in half a year will be their stage. Most of the inner sect disciples who come here are drawn by lots from various halls in Tiandu Peak.
To check the status of the competition, they will send back the results as soon as possible, especially to those who may enter the hall.
On the contrary, at the entrance of Luoxia Palace, in the VIP seating area, dozens of Huachen Sect’s big bosses were already sitting on a row of large jade chairs. They were either meditating with their eyes closed, smiling silently, or looking forward to it.
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In the middle, Ouyang De, the head of the Huachen Sect, was sitting. His rosy face was filled with an undetectable gray air of death. On the left and right sides of Ouyang De, sat Wei Qiyin.
With Sikong Xing, Wei Qiyin had his eyes closed, and he should be meditating; while Sikong Xing frowned, thinking about something. All the four hall masters were also present.
It's just that the fifth master who just came out of seclusion and the newly promoted Chang Feng did not appear at the venue.
A melodious bell sounded from Tiandu Peak, and the square that was bustling with people just now fell silent for an instant.
Butler Mi opened his eyes, stood up with a whoosh sound, jumped up, and landed in the center of the huge ring.
"Ahem!"
Old Man Mi coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "The auspicious time has arrived! In accordance with the instructions of the sect leader, the Huachen Sect's first external disciple competition has officially begun!"
"Oh!" With a sound, the sky-shattering cheers erupted in the Luoxia Palace Square.
A few black lines appeared on Old Man Mi's old face.
"Okay, I will read out the rules of this competition again, and hope that all disciples will strictly abide by them."
“Article 1, participants are: outer disciples from the sixth to ninth levels of Huachen Sect’s Qi Refining.
Article 2: In this competition, until the point is reached, the opponent's life must not be harmed. One party can surrender and admit defeat. After surrendering, the other party is not allowed to attack again.
Article 3, reward terms: First place will be rewarded with one Foundation Building Pill, one high-grade high-grade magic weapon, the Five Elements Sword, second to tenth place, one high-grade mid-grade magic weapon, and five bottles of Xiaoyuan Dan.
, the 11th to 20th place, a high-level low-grade magic weapon and a bottle of Xiaoyuan Dan; the top 20 people will enter the ranks of the inner disciples of the sect.
Article 4: No contestant shall be absent without reason. If he fails to arrive within one stick of incense after the start of the contest, he will be deemed as a loser and withdraw from the contest...
Article 5..."
The long competition rules began to be read out, and everyone in the audience was also talking in low voices.
"Senior Brother Gu, it seems that it will be a piece of cake for you to enter the top three this time!"
An outer disciple who looked like a young boy said to the boss next to him.
His boss has a square face, an eagle nose, brown eyebrows, white clothes like snow, and is at the eighth level of Qi refining.
"That's for sure. The senior senior brother from the inner sect of the sword hall has already sent word that as long as the senior brother ranks among the top three, he will definitely be admitted to the sword hall."
Another seventh-level Qi Refining monk responded.
Not far away, a sharp gaze came over and fell on the disciple named Gu.
"Brother Gu, do you think so too?" A faint message entered the consciousness of the disciple named Gu.
The disciple surnamed Gu looked around. More than ten feet away from his right hand, among the seven or eight monks, a round-faced monk holding a red pen looked at him with a half-smile. His cultivation level was obviously at the eighth level of Qi Refining.
"Outer disciple Gu Baiyi is the head of the ten districts of the crystal mine. The senior brother is holding a Zhuhao. Could it be that he is a judge of Qiushui?" Gu Baiyi cupped his fists and said.
"Brother Gu has great eyesight, you are right here!" Qiu Shuisheng's eyes flashed, and he clasped his fists to transmit the message.
"Brother Gu's reputation in the Tiandu Peak Crystal Mine is well known. How can Senior Brother be really sure of winning the first prize this time?"
"Haha! Brother Qiu is joking. According to what I have learned, although the disciples of our sect are generally low in cultivation, among the thousands of outer sects, there are still 115 disciples who have reached the eighth level of Qi refining and the seventh level of Qi refining.
There are also more than 200 disciples, and most of them come from the crystal mines. Brother Qiu was mainly responsible for planting medicine gardens before, and may not understand the situation under the crystal mines. There, he often has to face the hateful crystal-eating beasts.
.After experiencing in the crystal mine, some seventh-level Qi-refining monks are much more difficult to deal with than eighth-level Qi-refining monks. Therefore, there is not much difference between the seventh and eighth levels. It is not easy to win!" Gu Baiyi said with a smile.
"Yes! Brother Gu, I also learned that three old guys from the ninth level of Qi Refining will participate in the competition!" Qiu Shuisheng nodded in agreement: "They have been at the ninth level of Qi Refining for more than 20 years, and they appear again this time.
It would be strange if they didn’t risk their lives to get the Foundation Establishment Pill as a reward!”
"What? The ninth level of Qi refining?!" Gu Baiyi's face twitched. He had calculated everything, but he had not calculated that there were still three immortal guys.
"Hey, they are over there, with three children, namely Lei Ming, Feitianhu and Ma Yuzi. They are all sixty or seventy years old. What a waste of resources! Alas, people become better with age, you should listen to these old guys
After all, they are all first-class old slickers." Qiu Shuisheng shook his head and laughed, not sure whether he was sarcastic at others or deliberately taunting Gu Baiyi.
Gu Baiyi's face turned gray, his eyes flashed with determination, and he ignored Qiu Shuisheng.
At this time, behind the entrance of Luoxia Palace, a white figure flashed. Sikong Lan, who was wearing a white dress, landed on the empty seat in the corner of the back row. There was a little excitement on her face, and she stood tall and graceful.
Dazzling appearance.
"Damn girl, you are finally willing to come back! How dare you be late for such an important meeting, let's see how I deal with you when I get back!"
When Sikong Xing saw her arrival, he first breathed a sigh of relief, then, with his face covered in frost, he sent a message to Sikong Lan.
Sikong Lan stuck out his tongue, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Dad, haven't I always been like this? You have never stopped me before?"
"Hmph! At this time and that time, I heard that you took that boy to Yutiao Mountain City. I only heard about the Flower Protector, not the Plague Protector!"
Sikong Xing yelled angrily. If he hadn't used spiritual communication, I'm afraid the entire venue would have heard it.
"Dad, what are you talking about!" Sikong Lan blushed in embarrassment.
Ouyang De, who was on the side, noticed Sikong Xing's expression and chuckled. He said to the father and daughter:
"Why are you imitating the old Mi family? They pinch each other when they meet! Haha, Deacon Sikong, if your girl can come back safely, it means everything. It seems that her future is limitless. Even Wei Qiyin does not dare to do it easily.
She did it, you should be happy. If you don't make progress, maybe this girl will catch up with you!"
"What's limitless! I think she is a nymphomaniac! Uncle Master, when have you ever blushed when you saw this girl?" Sikong Xing said through gritted teeth.
It seems that the father knows his daughter better. Sikong Lan's current clothing and posture are very different from before.
"Dad—! I will never pay attention to you again! I'll tell mother when I get home!" Sikong Lan blushed and said angrily.
"Deacon Sikong, the so-called eighteenth transformation of a girl means that this girl is old and it's time to find a Taoist cultivator!" Ouyang De shook his head and smiled.
In the ring, Old Man Mi was still reciting the rules of the competition, and he had already reached Article 138.
Sikong Xing rolled his eyes and grunted: "This old man Mi takes everything into consideration. For an outer disciple competition meeting, there are 360 rules. In the big competition half a year later, nothing can be allowed.
He presided over it!”
"Haha, what's the use of having too many rules? Look at Lei Ming and Ma Yuzi. I remember that he was already at the third level of Qi Refining when I first entered Huachen. They were the ones who welcomed me. They are both in their sixties now.
, actually qualified to enter the competition! If these old guys win the first place, where will I see the face of old man Mi? First of all, let me state that if these people enter the top three, our sword hall will not accept them.
Yes!" Hong Miao, the master of the sword hall, said unhappily.
"We, the Fufa Hall, have no place for them!" Yin Jinfeng, the master of the Fufa Hall, hummed in the distance. Although he was meditating with his eyes closed, the situation on the leader's side did not fall within the scope of his consciousness at all.
Ouyang De looked a little embarrassed. It was he who made the final decision on these competition rules. It was his idea to give all his disciples the opportunity to the maximum extent. These old disciples who had contributed to Hua Chen and shed their blood, he could not bear to do so because of their age.
He abandoned it because of his talent and talents. Besides, isn't he himself at the end of his life? If God could give him another chance, he would definitely risk his life without hesitation.
"Hmph! Since you two great gods don't want them, I think if it's as you said, let them go to the Alchemy Hall or the Qi Hall. Anyway, I can't bear to let them go out to fight." Ouyang De said seriously.
At the same time, he glanced at Situ Hao, the master of the Alchemy Hall, and Xue Fei, the master of the Qi Hall, in the distance. The two men immediately lowered their heads, not daring to meet the gazes directed by Master Ouyang.
Sikong Xing saw the displeasure of Head Ouyang and immediately started a fight.
"Haha, we haven't even competed yet, and you're all picking and choosing. I think there might be some unexpected talents among the outer disciples of our sect, so don't pay too much attention to the level of cultivation. Tu Cheng, Lan'er
, you move around the door frequently, which ones do you think will stand out this year?"
Le Tucheng, who was sitting at the back, raised his head, clasped his fists at Sikong Xing and said, "Back to Master, from Tu Cheng's point of view, Dutou from the twenty-three districts of the Tiandu Peak Crystal Mine is the most likely to stand out, plus
These three disciples at the ninth level of Qi Refining should be among the top ten."
There was a trace of sarcasm on Sikong Lan's face, and he muttered in a low voice: "The God of Plague cannot be the first, it is unforgivable."
"What did you say? Can't you speak louder?" Sikong Xing blew his beard and stared.
Ouyang De's eyes flashed, he touched his sparse beard, nodded and said: "Your girl is right, he should have the strength to win this first place, but in my opinion, he will definitely not win it, except for five at most
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"Uncle Master, what kind of riddle are you trying to solve? Is it possible that there are talented outer disciples in our sect that I don't know about?" Sikong Xing looked at Ouyang De in confusion.
Ouyang De shook his head and continued the message: "I don't know either, I'm confused too. I have to go back and ask your girl about this. Your girl doesn't even have eyes for my disciple, and now she seems to be in love.
, don’t you think it’s strange?”
"Huh?! That precious disciple of yours keeps a straight face all day long, as if everyone owes him thousands of crystals. It's strange that that girl would like him!"
Situ Xing muttered, and then stared at Sikong Lan, glancing back and forth on her face, trying to detect something. Unfortunately, Sikong Lan didn't look at him, and was immersed in her spirit beast bag.