After listening carefully to Senior Brother Wang's story, Qin Fengming's face looked a little serious, and his eyes flashed with strange light.

Seeing him like this, Senior Brother Wang couldn't help but feel moved in his heart: "Does Junior Brother Qin plan to participate in this selection? If he participates, he might become a blockbuster."

"Senior Brother Wang is ridiculous. Junior Brother, I have just entered the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage not long ago. Even if I participate, I can only serve as a foil. I don't dare to have any extravagant hopes." Qin Fengming calmed down, his face returned to calm, and he replied with a smile.

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After thanking him, Qin Fengming hurriedly finished his breakfast and returned to his residence.

At this time, Qin Fengming's heart was already filled with turmoil.

However, he wanted to participate in this competition. The Foundation Establishment Pill was extremely important to him. His own spiritual root attributes were not good, and if he did not take the Foundation Establishment Pill, it could be said that there was no hope at all.

He knows his own strength in his heart. Although he has never fought with a Dzogchen monk, if he sacrifices all his top-level magic weapons, it will not be an extravagant hope to win against a Dzogchen monk.

In addition to having many top-level magic weapons and high-grade magic weapons, Qin Fengming also has an even more powerful trump card, which is the various talismans in the storage ring at this time.

Qin Fengming was convinced that with the numerous talismans, even if the master in the foundation-building stage was accidentally attacked by a huge number of talismans, he would definitely be in trouble.

Touching the storage ring with his hand, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel confident.

Together, they resolutely came to the weapon refining hall in order to report the matter to Master Fei.

He waved his hand and took out a transmission note, whispered several times to it, and then threw it out with his hand.

The transmission note circled and flew into the weapon refining room where Master Fei was. After a moment, the stone door of the weapon refining room suddenly opened, and Master Fei's figure appeared at the stone door.

"Feng Ming, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Uncle Master, do you know that in three months, Luoxia Sect will select disciples?"

"Oh. I received a message from the head brother a few days ago, saying that disciples will be selected to participate in the battle for the spirit stone mines that happens every thirty years. What, do you want to participate too?" After hearing this question, Fei Fei asked.

Uncle Master couldn't help but look stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face.

The disciple in front of him is someone he is extremely optimistic about. Although he has only started for a few years, his weapon refining skills have already improved greatly. With a little guidance and training, it is possible to surpass himself.

"Well, I want to broaden my horizons and participate in this competition, but I don't know how to sign up?"

"You have just entered the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage. Even if you take part in the competition, it is impossible to win. My uncle has lived for more than a hundred years and has gone through several selection competitions. Even the ninth level disciples of the Qi Gathering Stage have not had many finalists.

Not to mention the eighth level of cultivation."

After a pause, Uncle Fei spoke again:

"You'd better practice hard. With your talent in weapon refining, I will apply to the head brother for you and let him reward you with the Foundation Establishment Pill as a special contribution. I can also help you with the Foundation Establishment in the future.

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"Thank you for your concern, uncle, but I still want to give it a try. Even if I don't win, I can still gain some experience in fighting." Hearing his uncle's words, Qin Fengming was very moved, but after thinking about it, his expression became condensed.

He spoke firmly.

Seeing the young man in front of him looking like this, Master Fei nodded and did not insist on anything. He smiled slightly and said, "Well, since you insist on participating, I will sign up for you. Within these three months, you will

Prepare wholeheartedly for the competition, and I will arrange for others to do the things in the weapon refining room."

Hearing Master Fei's words, Qin Fengming felt grateful, bowed and saluted again, bid farewell to Master Fei and returned to his residence.

Although Qin Fengming had made up his mind to participate in this competition, his cultivation level seemed too inadequate. After thinking about it in his heart, he couldn't help but hesitate a little.

In the Qi Gathering Stage monk competition, you must first have deep magic power. If you can raise your realm to the peak of the eighth level, your chances will undoubtedly be even greater.

This goal may be difficult for other monks to achieve, but for Qin Fengming who has more than a dozen Huangjing Pills in his hand, it is not an unachievable goal.

There is another thing that Qin Fengming must do, and that is to refine a top-grade defensive weapon. Although he has a top-grade shield with him, he does not want to expose it prematurely. He will only use that top-grade shield as a last resort.

The magic weapon is revealed.

He took out all the refining materials on his body and searched carefully, and finally found about ten kinds of refining materials.

Without stopping, he turned around and entered the weapon refining room. A few hours later, a refined iron shield made of iron essence as the main material was displayed in front of him.

Seeing the shield flashing with rich energy, Qin Fengming was filled with joy.

This shield is made of several extremely hard materials. Judging from the eyes of a weapon refiner, this shield can last for a long time even if it is attacked by top-level magic weapons.

After the shield was refined, Qin Fengming devoted himself to training.

Three months, for a cultivator, is only the blink of an eye. During these three months, Qin Fengming took three Huang Jing Dan. Although this did not allow him to break through the eighth level and enter the ninth level, he felt

He was not far from that realm, and he vaguely felt that he could break through it as long as he practiced for a few months.

These three months were also extremely lively in the Luoxia Sect. The lower-level disciples were all discussing the selection, secretly comparing themselves and wondering who would be the final winner.

Qin Fengming's registration was very smooth. There were more than 700 people participating in the competition this time. Eighty percent of them were disciples at the peak of the Qi Gathering Stage. After that, most of them were on the ninth level. There were only a dozen monks on the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage.

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After being informed by other disciples, Qin Fengming also knew that the rules of this competition were elimination rounds.

Eliminate all the way until the top forty are finally determined.

This type of competition is fairly fair, and it will be difficult for anyone to cheat in the competition. Every participating disciple must win based on his or her own strength.

After Qin Fengming's careful comparison, he selected four magical weapons as his first choice among his storage rings.

One is the fine iron shield, which is used as the main defensive weapon; the other is the ruler, a small axe, and a flying sword. The ruler's magic weapon can protect itself, and it is also a more convenient thing for him to use.

These four magic weapons are also the maximum number of magic weapons he can control at the same time.

He reclassified all the talismans to make them easy and fast to extract. After doing this, the remaining time was spent meditating and resting to keep himself in the best condition.

In the blink of an eye, the day for the competition between the Qi Gathering Stage disciples of the Luoxia Sect has finally arrived.

On this day, Qin Fengming arrived at the Luoxia Sect's competition ground on time. As soon as he stopped on the competition ground, Qin Fengming was shocked by the scene in front of him.

This competition ground covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres and is located in a huge valley.

At this time, the valley was already crowded with people. As far as the eye could see, there were crowds of people everywhere, as many as four to five thousand people.

The low-level disciples of the Luoxia Sect who were present at this time, it could be said that all the disciples of the Luoxia Sect who had no missions were present.

For low-level disciples, watching the fighting competition live is a very rare opportunity. Therefore, no one is willing to miss it.

Qin Fengming looked up and saw four huge bubble-like things suspended in the air at a height of 10 to 20 feet in the middle of the square. Each one was hundreds of feet in diameter.

He knew that this should be the competition venue. The competition between the monks showed that the destructive power was too strong, so the powerful men of the Luoxia Sect set up these bubble-shaped things.

I heard from other disciples that these bubbles seemed extremely weak, but they could withstand a full blow from the seniors in the Chengdan stage without bursting. With such strong defenses, the Qi-gathering stage disciples were unable to cause any harm to them when they competed within them.
Chapter completed!