The surrounding lights lit up one after another, making Yongdu even more dazzling at night than during the day.
They were all warriors and walked very fast. They walked for a long time and finally approached a huge garden.
From a distance, you can see that the garden covers an extremely large area, at least more than ten miles in radius.
The courtyard was like stars twinkling, little by little, all the lights were bright.
In front of the garden gate, tall horses and carriages with various colors and rich decorations lined up in a long line, slowly entering.
When he reached the gate of the garden, Lei Xingkong raised his head and looked around.
I saw a plaque hanging squarely on the top of the gate, with the three characters "Yuhua Pavilion" written horizontally on it.
"This is Yuhua Pavilion!"
Lei Xingkong secretly sighed that the reputation was indeed well-deserved. Compared with the ghost leagues in remote counties and cities, this place was really luxurious and sheltered.
Not to mention anything else, just saying that the Yuhua Pavilion occupies nearly one-sixth of the entire south of Yongdu City, which is already an unusual place.
Li Chengwu turned his head and said to Lei Xingkong: "Follow me!"
"Where to go?" Lei Xingkong asked.
Li Chengwu said impatiently: "People are not allowed to enter Yuhua Pavilion at will. There are only two ways to enter: one is to pay the entrance fee of ten silver baht; the other is to register to participate in the ghost competition." After a slight pause, Li Chengwu looked at it.
Yu Xiandeng glanced at it and said: "I will cover the ten silver bahts that Yu Xiandeng will bring to the entrance. You can follow me there to register."
Lei Xingkong glanced in the direction indicated by Li Chengwu. There was a small gate next to the entrance of Yuhua Pavilion, and there was also a not too long queue there, slowly entering.
Without saying a word, Lei Xingkong followed Li Chengwu and walked over.
When he entered the queue, Lei Xingkong took a closer look and saw that the team was filled with martial arts practitioners, most of whom were very capable.
They walked into the small door one after another. Some people went in and never came out, while some people went in and came out again, looking dejected.
Seeing a trace of doubt in Lei Xingkong's eyes, Li Chengwu didn't want Lei Xingkong to regret at the critical moment, so he took the initiative to explain: "It is stipulated in Yuhua Pavilion that no matter what kind of skills you practice, as long as you reach the second level of Canglong Jue,
If you cultivate enough, you can participate in the ghost competition... On the contrary, if you don't cultivate enough, you can't participate."
After hearing this, Lei Xingkong understood that those who came back were all unable to participate in the ghost competition because of insufficient cultivation.
After thinking for a while, Lei Xingkong couldn't help but ask again: "The ghost arena is a life and death arena. You and I live and die. These people are not cultivated enough. They only go to the arena to die. Why do they look so dejected?"
Li Chengwu smiled coldly, and then said in a quiet voice: "Sometimes, money is more important than life!"
Lei Xingkong frowned slightly, completely understanding.
To put it bluntly, those people are here to "sell their lives". It is probably because as long as they participate in the ghost competition, Yuhua Pavilion will give out a sum of money regardless of life or death, so these people came here for the money.
But then again, even "selling one's life" is considered unqualified. This may have happened in the Earth's past, but it was not so naked.
Lei Xingkong didn't ask any more questions and waited in line quietly.
The people in front entered through the small door one by one, and many people joined the queue behind.
Finally, it was Lei Xingkong's turn. Li Chengwu signaled to him, and the two of them quickly entered through the small door.
Inside the small door is a small hall.
In the hall, there were more than ten people standing on the left and right sides, many of them were armed with weapons, and they were all warriors.
In the middle of the hall, there was a desk with two people sitting in front of it. As soon as Li Chengwu entered, he immediately greeted the two familiar people: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Cao."
When the two men saw Li Chengwu, they both nodded. Mr. Chen, one of them, said, "It's the second son of the Li family who is here. Are you bringing someone else here today?"
"yes!"
Li Chengwu responded, then let Lei Xingkong out from behind and said, "That's this little brother."
Mr. Chen and Mr. Cao both took a look at Lei Xingkong, looked at Lei Xingkong's body, and then took a look at the scar on Lei Xingkong's cheek, nodded, and then Mr. Chen said: "The people Erlang brought
, it’s never bad, but you still have to try it first to find out the rules in the pavilion.”
"That's natural!"
Li Chengwu nodded and stood aside.
Mr. Chen turned his head, looked at Lei Xingkong, and said, "Little brother, go and punch that crystal stone."
Lei Xingkong followed what Mr. Chen pointed at and saw a huge blue-black spar placed in the corner of the hall.
The crystal was completely smooth, and there seemed to be a faint flow of liquid inside the crystal, sometimes from top to bottom, sometimes from bottom to top, and I didn't know what it was.
Mr. Chen saw Lei Xingkong's doubts and explained: "This is a Boli stone dug out from the depths of the South China Sea. If you punch it with all your strength, your punching strength can be measured, and your punch strength can be measured."
My cultivation level." He glanced at Mr. Cao next to him, and then smiled and said: "Little brother, you can fight with all your strength, but don't be afraid, this crystal cannot be broken."
Mr. Cao had been sullen and silent, but when he heard Mr. Chen's words, his eyes began to smile.
"Okay, let me try!"
Lei Xingkong thought for a while and understood. He walked over calmly and without making any big movements, he knocked on the crystal stone casually.
"Bo!"
There was a muffled sound from the crystal.
"Eh? You..."
Mr. Chen looked at Lei Xingkong's movements and was about to say that he should use all his strength. Unexpectedly, he saw the liquid in the Boli Stone flowing very quickly, as if boiling. It didn't take more than three or two breaths.
, then it turned black, then the color slowly turned lighter, turned brown, and then continued to change...
"interesting……"
Lei Xingkong seemed to have done nothing, watching the changes in the Bolishite.
He remembered that Li Chengwu said that as long as he had the cultivation of the two realms of Canglong Jue, he could participate in the ghost competition, so he did not use all his strength just now.
However, that seemingly casual strike already contained the Canglong Jin of his third level. With such strength, if it were hit on a rock, it would be able to crack and shatter. However, I did not expect that the Boli Stone would not be damaged at all.
, the surface is still as smooth as ever.
It has to be said that the Qianyuan world is vast and vast, with countless rare and rare things. Although he has "lived" for three lives, his vision is still not wide enough.
He was surprised in his heart by the Bolishite, but other people in the hall were shocked by him at this time.
As the color in the Bolishite continued to change, it finally stopped at green.
According to the characteristics of the Bolishite, each change represents a different state, from blue and black to black, from black to brown, and then from brown to green, a total of three changes.
In other words, Boli Stone measured the third level of Canglong Jue.
In the past, there were not many people who could detect the third level of Canglong Jue through Bo Li Stone, but it was just like Lei Xingkong who could reach it with just one tap, but there were very few people.
Moreover, Lei Xingkong's age is already here, and it is even more rare for him to have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Lei Xingkong.
"The third level of Canglong Jue!"
When the Bolishite turned back to blue and black color, Mr. Chen said softly.
"Okay, that's it!"
Mr. Cao nodded, picked up the pen and scribbled something on the paper, then took out a bronze medal and said: "You don't need to register your name to participate in the Yuhua Pavilion arena. From now on, this bronze medal will be your token, no matter what.
You must use it to enter and exit Yuhua Pavilion or to receive monetary rewards."
Lei Xingkong went over, took the bronze medal, and took a look.
On the bronze medal, there were two words "Yuhua" marked on the front, and on the reverse, there was a line of words: "Tongliu Gengchou".
Lei Xingkong thought for a while and put the bronze medal into his arms.
Mr. Cao added: "According to the regulations of the cabinet, the first challenge must be three consecutive games, and the challenge must be within ten days. After that, the challenge must be at least once a month. You decide how many games you want to fight."
Three games for the first time?
Lei Xingkong didn't know anything about it, so he couldn't help but turn his eyes and look at Li Chengwu. When he saw Li Chengwu acting like it had nothing to do with him, he immediately knew what was going on and said "Okay" without saying any more nonsense.
"besides……"
Mr. Cao glanced at Lei Xingkong and then said: "According to the regulations of the cabinet, before the first ring, you need to pay ten gold baht as deposit. If you don't go to the ring within ten days, these ten gold baht will be confiscated."
The quota will be cancelled, and the identity token will be returned. If you enter the competition, all ten gold bahts will be returned."
Do you want to collect money first? Lei Xingkong frowned.
I originally wanted to make some gold baht, but I didn't expect that I hadn't earned the money yet, so I had to pay money as a deposit first.
"If you don't want to find a child, you can't trap the wolf...Tsk, tsk, tsk, there are so many rules!"
Gritting his teeth, Lei Xingkong could only take out ten gold bahts from his wallet and pay in full.
After receiving the gold baht, Mr. Cao said seriously: "After the initial competition, you have to compete once a month. If you fail to compete after the deadline, you need to pay 100 gold baht for an extension. Otherwise, the quota will be canceled and the identity token will be returned."
Lei Xingkong nodded, indicating that he understood.
After explaining clearly, Mr. Cao waved his hand and said: "Okay, you can come in!"
Lei Xingkong glanced at Li Chengwu, and the two quickly passed through the small hall and walked directly into Yuhua Pavilion.