Facing the morning glow, Lin Mu walked towards Qianyu Peak. [.Com Text]

Along the way, I heard people talking about the grand scene of last night from time to time, with an excited look on my face.

Lin Mu had no time to listen. These glory belonged to others. Moreover, in Lin Mu's eyes, these people who built the foundation last night were nothing. Building the foundation so urgently must be like Mu Qing. He heard the wind and thought that building the foundation would avoid disasters.

This move is nothing more than just a self-protection, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Lin Mu no longer focused on this, he had already set his sights on the competition inside the door.

Today is the day when the competition officially begins.

When they arrived at Qianyu Peak, Lin Mu stood in the square like everyone else, waiting silently.

Before the competition officially began, the head and several elders came out to speak and encourage the disciples who were about to participate in the competition.

Under Luo Chen's leadership, the law enforcement disciples maintained order on the sidelines, and no one dared to make loud noises.

Everyone was waiting for the arrival of the head and the elders.

Yunxia Peak, the leader of the sect, Weihan Cave Palace.

"You all know about last night, and I don't want to say more." Shi Weihan looked angry: "Six! I haven't had such a grand occasion for a long time. But why is it at this time? Why is it not four months later?"

The elder Luo Yan next to him, who is the oldest, advised: "Don't be angry, the sect's junior brother, it must be that there was a leak of the wind in the sect. I went to the alchemy room to check it out and found that the foundation-building pill was consumed and there was no one left."

As usual, the Ice Fairy stood quietly in her original place with a frost on her face, without saying a word.

The other two elders are also assassinations in the sect, and rarely ask about trivial matters in the sect, and do not speak at this moment.

Shi Weihan sighed leisurely, "Forget it, I can't force it, it's my devil's obstacle. It's also a blessing for them to break through at this time. Let them go to the Mist Forest to hunt demons."

Elder Luo Yan nodded: "It is time to give them some punishment, otherwise it will be difficult to discipline."

Hunting monsters is a must-do for the sword cultivator sect and an important source of income for the sect. The inner elixirs, fur, etc. of monster beasts are important materials for alchemy or weapon refining, and can be sold at a very high price. Qianyu Sword Sect is not good at refining alchemy, refining weapons, etc., and half of the sect needs are obtained by hunting monsters.

As a demon hunting place, the Mist Forest has many monsters and is extremely powerful.

Because all the weak monsters were hunted and survived the fittest, the rest were powerful monsters.

These people who have just built foundations have not yet established their realm and have no magic tools in their hands. They go to hunt monsters rashly, which is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die because of this.

"Then let it be. Without them, I, Qianyu Sword Sect, could have collected spiritual medicines." Shi Wei said coldly.

The Qianyu Sword Sect has been passed down to his generation for more than three thousand years. If the spiritual medicine cannot be collected this time and the foundation-building pill cannot be refined, there will be faults in the sect.

Shi Weihan will never allow such a thing to happen to him.

He was fully prepared and was bound to collect spiritual medicines this time. The foundation building of these disciples did not have much impact on him.

Shi Weihan waved his magic trick and sacrificed his magic weapon, Sanzhang Yunxiayu, nodded to the four elders, and stepped on Sanzhang Yunxiayu together.

When I was not cold, my heart moved, and the three feet of clouds and feathers under my feet slowly flew up like auspicious cloud, flying towards Qianyu Peak.

Thousands of disciples had been waiting in front of Qianyu Hall for a long time, and saw auspicious clouds flying in the distance, and looked up at them.

The auspicious clouds fell, Shi Weihan put away the three feet of Yunxiayu and stood on the steps in front of Qianyu Hall with the elders.

Under Luo Chen's leadership, thousands of disciples saluted together.

"Meet the leader!"

The sound was neat and magnificent, and it rushed straight into the sky.

Shi Weihan smiled, and the unhappiness just now had been put away by him. At this moment, he was covered in spring breeze and said with a warm smile: "The five-year competition will begin again today. I hope you can show your true strength and work hard."

The immortal cultivator did not talk so much nonsense, and he went straight to the topic: "In addition, six consecutive people in the sect successfully built foundations last night. I and several elders were very happy. Such a grand occasion was rare in Qianyu Sword Sect in a thousand years. I discussed with several elders and decided to increase the rewards for this competition. The top three, each with one top-grade magic weapon, fourth and fifth, each with one top-grade magic weapon. The foundation-building pill remains unchanged, and one per person is still one per person. But I promise that as long as it becomes the top five, I will let you build the foundation. If one foundation-building pill fails, I will reward you two. If two are not enough, I will give you three until the foundation-building pill is built."

These words made the people below excited.

There are also some people who even regret not signing up for the competition. They completely forgot that they are just a practitioner of the fifth and sixth level of Qi refining, and there is no hope of becoming the top five.

Looking at the excited crowd below, Shi Weihan smiled and said, "This competition, there were 2,000 people participating in the competition. Your enthusiasm made me and the elders very pleased. Back then, I stood out from the competition within the competition and later became the leader. Therefore, you must pay attention to this competition and do your best."

Shi Weihan smiled at the thousands of disciples who were incited by him, knowing that the purpose of this trip had been achieved.

Shi Weihan straightened his body and announced loudly: "The competition has officially begun!"

There was a sudden cheer below, and before the competition began, they were all excited.

Shi Weihan and several elders looked at each other and laughed, and sacrificed three feet of Yunxiayu. The head of the sect, Shi Weihan and several elders drove away with the auspicious clouds again.

Before the final duel begins, the head and elders will not come to the scene in person, and all matters will be handed over to the inner disciples and true disciples in the sect.

When the last top fifteen are generated, the head and the four elders will personally supervise the competition.

Before this, the competition between these two thousand people will be judged by true disciples.

True disciples rarely appear in the sect on weekdays and practice hard in their own caves all day long. Compared with the inner disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage, their cultivation level is higher, and most of them are spiritual practitioners.

These true disciples are taught by elders or sects on weekdays, and it is more than enough to be the referee for these Qi Refining Cultivators.

Those inner disciples are mainly responsible for some trivial matters, such as arranging the number of games and drawing lots.

At this time, Luo Chen stood proudly in the void with his sword and said loudly: "The odd numbers all go to the front to draw lots, and the number they draw corresponds to your first opponent. There were 2,024 people participating in this competition. Due to venue issues, only fifty pairs of people can participate in the competition. The first competition takes one day."

"In addition, there is one more thing." Luo Chen said: "This time, a total of fifteen masters were selected to participate in the final duel. In order to be fair, avoid two masters meeting at the beginning, and one one was inevitably eliminated. Therefore, this competition was divided into two parts. After the first competition, the winner continued to advance, and the loser was assigned to the loser to participate in the loser competition. Finally, eleven masters were selected from the winning department and four were selected from the losing department. Everyone had two chances, and those who were eliminated from the winning department could participate in the loser competition. However, they were also eliminated in the losing department competition and completely lost their qualifications."

Lin Mu's eyes lit up. The rules of this competition were quite rigorous and would not be beaten to death with one blow.

But Lin Mu didn't want to fail either. After entering the defeated department, the competition became more intense. In the end, only four masters were selected, which was too risky.

No matter what, you must win until you enter the top five!

Next, all disciples whose numbers on the waist cards are odd numbers will go forward to draw lots and choose their opponents.

The number on Lin Mu's waist card is No. 666. The lottery has nothing to do with him. Now he can only stay in place and wait for the lottery results.

The lottery draw was divided into ten places, diversion of the crowd, and the result was soon out.

The person who drew Lin Mu was No. 131.

There were 1,012 matches on the first day, divided into twenty-one rounds, with fifty matches per round.

Lin Mu looked at the spiritual sects and felt more and more that the sect was unfathomable. These were the entire 50 spiritual sects and the lifespan of the spiritual sects reached more than 300 years.

The profound heritage of Qianyu Sword Sect shocked Lin Mu.

Standing there, Lin Mu quietly waited for the competition to begin.

Lin Mu's opponent is No. 131, which happens to be in the third round. There are so many people around him that Lin Mu cannot find his opponent at all. Before the competition, it is very difficult to find out the opponent's background. Lin Mu looked around for a while but failed, so he simply stood there, closing his eyes.

In this first competition, the quality was different. There were cultivators at the fifth level of Qi refining and cultivators at the tenth level of Qi refining. The results of the competition came out very quickly. Most of them were knocked to the ground by a spell as soon as they got up.

Half incense stick, the first round of competition is over.

Most of these low-level cultivators came up to join in the fun. However, there were also some cultivators at the seventh and eight levels of Qi refining, and they fought hard to fight each other when they met the opponent.

If this is not the case, I am afraid the first round will end faster!

One hour later, the first two rounds of competition ended, and one hundred disciples had already won.

The third round of competition will arrive soon.

There were inner disciples chanting the names of many people, and Lin Mu couldn't help but listen carefully.

Soon, Lin Mu heard his name.

"No. 131 Xu Song vs. No. 666 Lin Mu."

When Lin Mu heard this, he hurriedly got up and walked towards the center of the square.

Arriving at the 31st competition venue, Lin Mu entered it.

The opponent Xu Song, who was opposite, looked very young, only about twenty years old, but his cultivation level was the same as Lin Mu, and he was at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Lin Mu felt a stern heart and withdrew his contempt. This first competition was not easy.

Luo Tong, the true disciple next to him, saw the two of them walking into the field, waved their hands and set up a ban. A transparent light shield of ten feet in radius appeared out of thin air, covering the two of them.

Luo Tong looked serious and said to the two people inside the light shield: "Low, the competition officially begins!"

Lin Mu's heart suddenly became tight.

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