"Why was the door closed that day?" Lin Cheng asked again.
Ning Jiuchuan said speechlessly: "How could I know so much? I'll tell you when I remember it!"
She really couldn't remember it because a large part of her memory had not yet been recovered.
"That's such a pity." Lin Cheng sighed. Since she couldn't remember, there was nothing she could do.
But if you put it this way, wouldn’t the monks today be miserable?
If the gate of heaven is not opened, you cannot ascend.
Then everyone has to stop and go through the tribulation. At most, they can go one step further and become earthly immortals.
However, if this is the case, if the Heavenly Gate opens in the future, the Earthly Immortal will not have a chance to ascend.
"Hey, they're all here!" Wen Wenwen finished packing and ran over.
"Eight Great Immortal Sects." Xia Hua also arrived shortly afterwards, looking at the treasure ships with somewhat complicated eyes.
Living in the border area, I don't have the slightest fondness for the Eight Immortal Sects.
The townside mansion where Niu Xianzong is located has been vacated.
At this moment, he is leading the border generals to welcome the Holy Emperor.
People from the Eight Immortal Sects disembarked first and were also welcomed here in advance.
Wait for Emperor Tang to disembark.
"I will see you, Your Majesty!" Everyone bowed in unison.
"Everyone, I love you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
After Niu Xianzong got up, he hurriedly and respectfully led Tang Tianzi into Zhenbian Mansion.
The Eight Kings and Eight Dukes followed closely behind with a group of ministers.
Some monks and disciples from the Eight Immortal Sects did not enter. Everyone had different expressions. The older monks were more or less dignified, and their emotions and anger were indistinguishable.
The younger monks were full of disdain and looked down on the emperor from the bottom of their hearts.
In their hearts, the sect is their heaven.
On the other hand, the casual cultivators who took a ride on the Eight Immortal Sects showed excitement on their faces.
The only way out for casual cultivators is to stay close to the emperor.
As for the Eight Immortal Sects?
Haha, most people don't dare to climb high.
Unless you are too outstanding, there is still some potential to enter the Eight Immortal Sects. If your qualifications are mediocre, you will not be able to get ahead if you enter. It is better to be a casual cultivator and be free. Why bother to go to the Eight Immortal Sects to find fault.
Those guys are all people who have their eyes higher than their heads.
Without a backstage, it is not difficult to get ahead and stand out.
Not to mention that there are many factions within the Eight Immortal Sects, and if you are not careful, they will be wiped out.
After Tang Tianzi moved into Zhenbian Mansion, he asked people to arrange a competition.
There are hundreds of casual cultivators selected from the eight major states, but the maximum number of people participating in the battle is two, so they will not have to go through a competition.
Participants will also receive reasonable arrangements from the town and border towns.
Niu Xianzong received the news first, and the venue had already been arranged. The monks, who were tired of traveling and traveling, would adjust their time for the day, and the competition would be officially held the next day.
The competition session is open to the public.
If you are interested in participating in the competition, you can also register at this time and you can officially participate on the next day.
However, there were almost no people participating in the border town.
A golden elixir under the age of twenty has already turned many people away.
The overall strength of the border area is too poor.
Not to mention that the monks who have gone through the auditions in the eight continents and have made it this far are at least the seventh-grade golden elixir or above, such as Xia Hua and Wen Wen. Even if they go, they won't have much advantage.
Therefore, the registration office was very deserted.
Lin Cheng said hello to everyone, then made a good face and walked to the registration office.
"Hello, let me sign up."
"Name, realm, origin..."
"I'm in Xia Long Aotian, a second-grade golden elixir realm, a casual cultivator..." Lin Cheng answered truthfully.
The monk in charge of registration raised his head, glanced at Lin Cheng doubtfully and said: "The monks from eight states, at worst, are at the seventh level of the Golden elixir."
"I understand, but this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet the world's heroes. It doesn't matter if I lose..." Lin Cheng replied with a smile.
The monk didn't say much and directly completed the registration.
Anyway, there are no hard requirements in this area, and the competition itself is not a cruel life-and-death battle. If you really can't beat it, you can just surrender. There will be no danger.
After signing up, Lin Cheng took off his disguise and quickly returned to the inn where everyone was staying.
"Really signed up?" Wen Wenwen heard Lin Cheng say that he was going to sign up, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Lin Cheng nodded and said: "Go and see how powerful the Heavenly Golden Pill cultivator is. Anyway, you have disguised your identity. Even if you lose, there is nothing to be ashamed of."
Unlike those talented disciples from the Eight Immortal Sects who couldn't afford to lose, Lin Cheng was very tolerant in this regard.
Xia Hua said helplessly: "It's better to be careful."
Ning Jiuchuan watched from the side and murmured in his heart: Be careful? I'm afraid those monks should be careful. My best friend is not a simple person.
Jian Hetu was also here. Seeing Lin Cheng running to compete, he was a little confused and confused about him.
Grandpa, isn’t this bullying a child?
However, whether he participates or not, he can at least make it to the finals and ensure a winning position in the future. The Dynasty's certainty of victory will undoubtedly be greater.
The day passes quickly.
The competition officially started the next day.
The monks draw lots and fight one on one.
Lin Cheng drew number 342, and his opponent was number 341.
Come to the arena.
Lin Cheng found that the other person was a man with a gloomy expression, and there was an uncomfortable aura all over his body. How could a casual cultivator reach this level be just an ordinary person.
Seeing that Lin Cheng was not pretending to be at the second level of the Golden elixir at this moment, the man suddenly smiled sinisterly and said: "Fellow Taoist, I am the seventh level of the Golden elixir."
"I know, but what about the seventh-grade golden elixir?" Lin Cheng was speechless.
The man said with a smile: "Is it necessary to compete between the second-grade Jindan and the seventh-grade Jindan? My fellow Taoist might as well give in, so that I can save a lot of effort and save my experience to deal with the trouble later."
"What are you talking about? Is this what you mean? From now on, everyone can just report to the realm directly, and there is no need to fight with real swords and guns?"
These words caused the people watching in the audience to burst into laughter.
They were all just watching the fun, but they also felt that this was really nothing to watch. There was no suspense about the second-grade and seventh-grade golden elixirs at all.
But after hearing what Lin Cheng said, I felt it made sense.
From now on, when everyone meets each other, they will call each other realm, so what’s the point?
Strength does not only depend on realm, but also involves all aspects.
The man immediately said angrily: "You don't know how to praise me, I, Lin Qixing, are here to see if your skills are as great as your tone."
"Here at Xia Long Aotian, let me learn from you your brilliant moves!" Lin Cheng was not willing to be outdone.
The two immediately fought together.
The gap between the realms was not small. Lin Qixing was filled with anger, so he naturally launched a three-pointer with fierce force. He used his methods one after another and soon forced Lin Cheng into a corner.
"You're nothing more than that!" Lin Qixing mocked.
Lin Cheng wiped the non-existent blood at the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly: "My fate is up to me!"
Suddenly, Lin Cheng burst out with a powerful aura and a strong fighting spirit. He opened up the offensive and sacrificed his life with all his moves. He looked like he would drag you down even if he died, and he was stunned to suppress Lin Qixing.