Nangong Dai also sighed: "Brother Yuwen, why don't you use this armor?"
"No, no, I have a defensive magic weapon. In fact, I went to the Weapon Refining Sect's shop today to customize a defensive magic weapon." Yuwen Zhouyuan quickly refused.
"Really or not? Brother Yuwen, why don't you comfort us?" Nangong Dai said.
Oops." Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed and said, "Why don't you believe me? I said I went to the Weapon Refining Sect to make magic weapons. What's the point of lying to you? I also met many disciples of my sect there."
Seeing what Yuwen Zhouyuan said, Nangong Dai was dubious and asked, "Really?"
"Of course it is true. Do I need to lie to you?"
Bai Suya put her hands on her hips and said, "If you dare to lie to us, hum! I will beat you all over the head!"
"Okay, if I didn't lie to you, I will spank each of you a hundred times!"
Bai Suya was a newborn calf and said loudly, "Okay! I'll bet with you!"
"Then just wait and beat me." Alas, it's not your brother who sets the trap for you, you get into the trap yourself.
Hearing their bet, Nangong Dai felt a little regretful. Why didn't I participate? Why could Su Ya let him spank his butt, but I couldn't?
But it was too late to regret now. Yuwen Zhouyuan had already issued an eviction order: "You should go back first, I have something important to do."
Bai Suya said angrily: "You chased us away when we just arrived? What's so important that we can't know?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan chuckled and said: "I want to practice one or two spells to prepare for Neibi!"
After hearing what Yuwen Zhouyuan said, the two of them knew that it was really inconvenient to disturb Yuwen Zhouyuan at this time, so Nangong Dai and Bai Suya had to leave the medicine garden first.
There was no sun or moon to cultivate immortality, and fifteen days passed quickly. During this period, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not show up. On the day before Naibi, he quietly left the sect and went to Bianzhou City to get the turtle shell magic weapon.
During this process, the young master of the Jin family, Jin Sanhuan, sent Chang Wanli to ask Yuwen Zhouyuan over, and then chatted with Yuwen Zhouyuan inexplicably for a while. Finally, when Yuwen Zhouyuan was leaving, he kept Yuwen Zhouyuan there.
The two small thunders that he missed were given to him!
Although there is a saying, "If you show courtesy for nothing, you will be raped or stolen!" However, the young master of the Jin family did not make any request until Yu Wen Zhouyuan left. This made Yu Wen Zhouyuan take someone else's Xiao Tian Shenglei Hou in vain, and he felt very sad.
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"Whatever, if the Jin family firm gets into trouble in the future, I, Yu Wen Zhouyuan, will help them get over it once! This way the relationship will be repaid!" Yu Wen Zhouyuan thought to himself.
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The most lively Neibi in the history of Wuguang Sect finally kicked off with the sound of gongs from Patriarch Jiang Wuyan.
I saw eleven arenas lined up side by side on the broad white marble square in front of the tall and majestic Chuan Gong Hall. Each arena was wide and wide, half the height of a person, and there were several circles of stands surrounding the arena.
On the high steps in front of the Chuan Gong Hall, there is a row of festive red carpets, with more than ten large, finely carved spiritual wood chairs placed in rows on the carpet.
This Gonggong Hall was originally built on the highest mountain of Wuguang Sect. The entire hall was made of white jade. Coupled with the festive decoration at this moment, it made the Neibi even more solemn and grand.
There were more than ten people sitting on the stage, all True Master monks from Wuguang Sect and other major sects in Dongyang Continent. In the center was Patriarch Jiang Wuyan with white hair, white beard and white shirt, with nine trigrams on his chest.
In such an occasion, the real ancestors in the sect are not qualified to sit on it, but the real ancestors have other uses, sitting at each ring and acting as referees.
In the open space in front of the hall, there were densely packed disciples of the Wuguang Sect. Some of them were contestants, and some knew there was no hope and simply did not participate, just to watch the fun.
"A total of 1,249 disciples have signed up to participate in this competition, including 852 disciples in the Zhenqi stage and 397 disciples in the Zhenyuan stage. They are arranged according to the registration number. The disciples in the Zhenqi stage
According to the number cards, the competition will take place in the first eight stages, and the disciples of the True Yuan Stage will compete in the last three stages!" Zheng Dongjie, the leader of Wuguang Sect, loudly announced the arrangement of the competition.
Wu Zhengxiong, the true master of the Spirit Corpse Sect who was sitting behind and watching the ceremony, laughed in a low voice: "Congratulations to fellow Taoist Jiang Wuyan. Your sect is indeed full of talents. In a random internal competition, nearly 400 disciples of the True Yuan Stage participated.
, it’s really enviable.”
Ancestor Jiang Wuyan twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Where is it? Although your Spirit Corpse Sect is located in a remote area in northern Xinjiang, its strength cannot be underestimated."
Wu Zhengxiong felt a little displeased when he heard that "we are located in remote northern Xinjiang", but he still laughed and said: "Our Spiritual Corpse Sect has always been excluded by various factions, and they all think that we are not decent, but the evil spirits think that we are decent. It's really
There are no human beings inside or outside, so we can only stay in a remote place to recuperate."
Jiang Wuyan thought to himself, "Who told you all to carry one or two corpses with you? What kind of exercises are difficult to do and you have to do them on the dead?"
However, Jiang Wuyan still said with a smile on his face: "At least our Wuguang Sect still treats your Spiritual Corpse Sect as a brother sect."
Wu Zhengxiong nodded, showing approval. But then he asked: "I heard that in this internal competition, the top 150 people can enter the 'Qiankun Nine Spirits Formation' to practice? You know, this 'Qiankun'
The Nine Spirits Formation will overdraw a large amount of nearby spiritual energy. Although it can allow disciples to advance quickly, it will harm Tianhe and not be worth the loss. I am afraid that the spiritual energy around Wuguang Sect will not be restored in ten years."
Now that the news has spread, Jiang Wuyan did not want to hide it, and said with a smile: "This sect has also considered this, but seeing the disciples advancing slowly, we are worried."
Wu Zhengxiong knew that Jiang Wuyan was not telling the truth, so he snorted and said, "I'm afraid Daoist friend Jiang has heard something."
Jiang Wuyan looked stunned and said: "What news? Please reveal it a little bit. We really don't know."
Don’t you know that there is still such a quick formation? Wu Zhengxiong let out a sigh and said: "How do I know any news? I am just guessing. If Ancestor Jiang knows any news, don’t forget to inform our Spiritual Corpse Sect."
"You know you can't forget us either." Jiang Wuyan laughed.
The ancestors of various sects were exchanging words on the viewing platform, as were the disciples of the Wuguang Sect below.
"Sister Dai'er, which stage are you assigned to?" Bai Suya asked from the crowd.
"I'm number 42, of course I'm on the first channel." Nangong Dai looked at the number plate in her hand and asked, "What about you?"
Bai Suya spat and said angrily: "I already have the Yuanzhu Pill and the Cold Jiao Pill, but I didn't participate."
"Oh oh oh, you didn't participate, but I forgot to apologize to you." Nangong Dai laughed softly.
After a while, Zhao Zhenglun and Han Ping'er also came. Zhao Zhenglun signed up late and was assigned to station 11, while Han Ping'er from the Zhenyuan period was in station 12. The two were close to each other, and it seemed that they were quite friendly.
There is fate.
Zhao Zhenglun asked as soon as he arrived: "Junior Sister Nangong, what's wrong? Is Brother Yuwen here?"
Everyone shook their heads and said they didn't see it. Nangong Dai and Bai Suya even looked around.
"Maybe he is with the disciples in the outer hall." Nangong Dai said.
But soon, Bai Suya spotted Wang Zhonghui and Xiao Yuanshan, asked them to ask, and found out that they didn't see Yuwen Zhouyuan either.
"Have you forgotten? How about we go to the back yam garden to call him?" Bai Suya asked.
But at this time, an unpleasant laughter sounded: "Haha, I think he doesn't dare to come!"
Everyone looked back and saw Xia Baichuan, who was also in the Great Perfection of Zhenqi, walking over with a few younger brothers. They had already found out clearly that Yuwen Zhouyuan had not left the medicine garden at all in the past half month.
It's very possible that I've become a turtle.
Xiao Zhongyu laughed and said: "Yes, if he is allowed to participate in the competition of Zhenqi disciples, maybe he can enter the top 100, but who knows, he will be asked to enter the top ten, haha, the top ten are all in the Zhenyuan stage
My uncle, Zongli’s decision is really wise.”
Xia Baichuan also laughed. He had already inquired about it. Not only was Yuwen Zhouyuan's qualifications poor, he was also poor. The last time he defeated him was purely accidental.
The martial arts competition between monks mainly involves spiritual stones. If you don’t have spiritual stones, you don’t have a good magical weapon. How can you still want to win the competition without a magical weapon? It’s such a foolish dream. No wonder the guy last time brought out a low-grade magic weapon, a small sword, and dared to love him.
I can't take out the magic weapon I have in hand.
"Poor guy! If he dares to come to the competition, he will definitely use my five-color dragon. When the time comes, I will ask the ancestor of the sect, what kind of behavior is this kind of robbing a disciple of the same sect?" Xia Baichuan snorted angrily.
Bai Suya no longer had any affection for this guy, so she stepped forward and asked: "Xia Baichuan, you have already reached the Great Perfection of True Qi, and you have already helped Yuandan, why are you here to participate?"
Xia Baichuan laughed loudly: "How about it? I just want to participate. You go and read the rules of the competition. I have the right to participate in the competition. It doesn't matter if I don't count my ranking. I just want to come and have a fight with Yuwen Zhouyuan!"
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"I'm afraid that he has already run away and is hiding from people, haha." After Xiao Zhongyu finished speaking, all the boys laughed.
Wang Zhonghui made a chirp with his nose and said to himself: "I don't know who is hiding from people, and also said that he was in seclusion to advance to the True Essence. Could it be that he failed to advance to the True Essence?"
Wang Zhonghui's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear clearly. Xia Baichuan was ridiculed in public. His old face turned red, he slapped his storage bag and shouted: "Boy, who are you? Who allowed you to speak! You are the one talking here.
It’s my share!”
Xia Baichuan was indeed not a poor man. He patted his storage bag and took out another high-grade flying sword.
But at this time, a voice was heard from behind, and he shouted coldly: "This is a competition between all the disciples of Wuguang Sect. Why doesn't he have the right to speak? Do you think you, the defeated general, have the right to speak?"
Hearing this voice, all the outer disciples suddenly became excited, "Senior Brother Yuwen is here."
As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan arrived, the arrogance of the outer disciples suddenly increased, and Xia Baichuan and others were surrounded before their eyes.
"I won't argue with you. I'll see you in the ring if you can!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan's voice sounded from behind, saying: "I hope you can insist on seeing me."
Another circle of people immediately gathered around Yuwen Zhouyuan. Just as he was exchanging polite greetings one by one, a voice from Channel 10 shouted, "Number one thousand and forty-five, Yuwen Zhouyuan is number one."
Get ready!" This voice was very familiar to Yuwen Zhouyuan. Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest standing on stage 10, looking over with bright eyes.