On the way back, Lin Xiu had been thinking silently, and Fu Huang beside him also kept silent very wisely. Fallen leaves covered the ground, and Lin Xiu stepped on them, but he could not feel the warmth of the earth.
Previously, I learned from Luo Qiang that there was an inner sect selection competition, but the details were unknown. Furthermore, there was the matter of the Yuan Jing. He had to find a way to get some, and the pressure was getting heavier and heavier.
, he also had to try every means to improve his own cultivation, and this spirit condensing array was a good choice.
After leaving the courtyard and going around several paths, Lin Xiu came to the small courtyard where the registered disciples were. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, what he saw were piles of firewood. In the small courtyard, which was not spacious, there were more than ten people in it.
Everyone was busy with their own work, and they didn't have much reaction to Lin Xiu's arrival. They just said hello, senior brother, and worked hard.
Looking at their lives, Lin Xiu couldn't sigh. This is reality. Without talent or qualifications, they can only do this. Resources are always exclusive to the strong.
After scanning for a week, Zhang Fan was not found, so he turned around and left.
"Hey, Senior Brother Lin Xiu, why are you here."
Behind him, Zhang Fan's somewhat honest voice sounded, and Lin Xiu turned around immediately.
Zhang Fan, dressed in black, was carrying a load on his shoulders. On the load were various daily necessities. It looked like he had gone down the mountain to purchase.
"Haha, I wanted to ask you something, so I asked a few people and found this place."
Seeing Zhang Fan's somewhat honest look, Lin Xiu also smiled and said.
"It's crowded here. Let's go sit inside first."
Zhang Fan put down the items in his hands and said in a respectful tone.
With a slight nod, Lin Xiu followed Zhang Fan into the house.
The house is extremely simple, with a teahouse and a few chairs, and nothing else. Fortunately, the house is extremely clean and looks neat.
"Senior Brother Lin Xiu, please drink tea. This tea is not very good. I hope Senior Brother will not be offended."
Putting the tea cup in front of Lin Xiu, Zhang Fan's honest voice came again.
"Haha, tea is good, simplicity is also a kind of beauty."
Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Lin Xiu's tongue rolled around the hint of bitterness. Even within this light bitterness, there was a slight aroma.
"Senior Brother Lin Xiu, it's good if you don't dislike him."
Zhang Fan scratched his head with a smile and said a little embarrassed.
"Zhang Fan, I came here to ask a few questions. You have been here for a while. Do you know when the inner disciple selection competition will be?"
"I know that this inner disciple selection competition is held once a year, and it is usually held within six months of the newly selected disciple's entry."
"Tell me the specific details of the game."
"Newly-selected disciples who have just started are usually placed in the outer sect. Of course, some people will directly enter the inner sect. And these are the ones with extraordinary talents. Moreover, there are regulations that say that those under the age of sixteen and above the eight-star martial disciple can
You can enter the inner sect, but others must pass the selection of disciples of this inner sect and enter it."
Looking at Lin Xiu, Zhang Fan paused, and then said: "The selection is conducted among the outer disciples. Of course, the age must be no more than sixteen years old. Generally, only the top fifty in the selection will have the opportunity to enter the inner disciples."
Study, and it is said that the top fifty will receive their own rewards."
Listening to Zhang Fan's explanation, Lin Xiu frowned slightly. There were hundreds of outer disciples, so the top ten were still very difficult.
"Senior Brother Lin Xiu, this is all I know. No matter how specific it is, I am not very clear. After all, I have not participated in it. I only learned this from other people's mouths."
"Um."
After pondering slightly, Lin Xiu then asked: "Let me ask you something again, do you know of any way to obtain Yuan Jing?"
"Yuan Jing?"
Zhang Fan was also stunned, obviously surprised by Lin Xiu's question.
"Yes, Yuan Jing! Is there any way?"
Lin Xiu asked.
"You can go and have a look at the ring guarding area. I heard that many people have made a lot of money there, but it is also very dangerous there. Senior brother, you must be careful if you go there."
Zhang Fan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said to Lin Xiu.
"Guard the ring?"
"Lin Xiu's eyes flashed with surprise, and he was obviously a little confused about this unfamiliar vocabulary. It had been a while since he came to the Holy Fire Sect, but he had never heard of such a thing as guarding the ring.
"Well, I haven't been there either. Senior Brother Lin Xiu can go and have a look if he's interested."
"Okay, thank you, Zhang Fan."
Lin Xiu still has a good impression of Zhang Fan, who has a kind-hearted nature, understands etiquette, and knows how to handle things.
"Senior brother, you're welcome. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask. Zhang Fan is honored."
After bidding farewell to Zhang Fan, Lin Xiu followed the address mentioned by Zhang Fan and went to the arena. For him who wanted to seek Yuanjing, this arena was necessary to see.
Directly south of the sect, there is a huge circular arena. The arena is surrounded by small arenas, and in the center of the circle is a wider platform. At this time, the arena is already full of people.
The crowd was crowded, and the cheers and cheers came one after another.
As soon as he stepped in, Lin Xiu's eyes were attracted by the lively scene here. The noise in his ears continued, and there were crowds of people around the ring. And above the ring, the real protagonists of the ring were fighting heartily.
, strange moves, and flamboyant fights all show this different sky.
After looking around for a while, Lin Xiu walked towards the nearby arena.
"Xu Yan is a fucking bird, Chen Liqing, give me a good beating! If you beat him to death, it's mine!"
"Damn you, don't even look at me. With Chen Liqing's little strength, against Xu Yan, it's like an egg against a rock. You're overestimating your capabilities."
"You idiot, you have the ability to compete with Leng Wuhen, but you don't even know what you are made of, so you just show off!"
"Hey, look, look, both of them are on stage!"
"............"
The quarrels among the onlookers gradually subsided as the two men appeared on the stage. Everyone's eyes were focused on the stage, which was not too spacious. A few feet away from the stage, there was a handful of
On the back of the stone-carved seat, the word "Martial Artist" is clearly engraved. On the seat is an old man with his eyes closed and meditating. Time has also carved his growth rings on the old man's forehead.
Lin Xiu just glanced at it and then focused his attention on the ring again.
On the ring at this time, there were two extremely young-looking figures. The one in the north was about six feet tall, holding a folding fan with a smile on his green face, while the one in the south had a long
The sword was in his hand, and his stern face was expressionless, like a stone statue. Only from the eyes that flashed with danger could we discern anything.
"Peripheral disciple Xu Yan, please give me some advice!"
The man from the north bowed slightly, cupped his hands into fists, and said with a smile.
"Chen Liqing!"
The stern man from the south, after hearing Xu Yan's words, looked at him with a hint of coldness in his eyes, clasped his fists politely, and said coldly.
After introducing each other, the two did not take action immediately, but just stayed there quietly, as if waiting for something.
After a moment of waiting, the crowd in the audience was noisy again, but most of the noise was discussing the victory or defeat of the two people on the stage, but there was no mention of the two people's waiting.
"Ahem."
On the stone chair, a clear cough came out. The noisy crowd calmed down in a tacit understanding. Everyone's eyes, including the eyes of the two people on the stage, were all focused on the stone chair.