"First, I believe you all already know that Taixu Palace uses the entire Yuntian Territory as a testing ground."

"But obviously, if we monks and other monks fight unscrupulously here, lives will be lost."

Hu Chunsheng said unhurriedly.

"So, most of the trial places are several mysterious secret places that will appear together tomorrow."

Someone couldn't help but ask.

"Then if we can't find the location of the secret place, wouldn't it mean that we are not even qualified to participate in the competition?"

"Don't worry, in addition to the hidden secret realms, Taixu Palace will also take the initiative to disclose some locations for monks to participate."

"But the difficulty of such a location..."

Hu Chunsheng didn't say it clearly, but everyone knew it.

Any open trial site will definitely have countless people pouring in.

Like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, the competition is extremely intense.

"Is there no other way?"

Someone else asked unwillingly

"Of course, this is related to my second point."

Hu Chunsheng smiled softly.

"You must have heard about the recent deeds of the Rakshasa Ghost Face."

"If you can be like him and solve the strange things that happen in Yuntian Domain, it is also a way to pass the trial."

"And the jade piece he obtained from the statue is probably... the certificate of Taixu Palace."

As soon as this statement came out, the previously quiet venue quickly became agitated.

Many people's eyes flickered, wondering what they were thinking.

Rather than racking your brains to solve this kind of incident, it may be more convenient to snatch it directly from others.

Anle's expression was very calm.

During the deduction, he learned this information in advance.

Anle even knew that he was not the only one who had obtained the fragments of the jade tripod right now!

"That's all I have to say."

Hu Chunsheng held up his hand and said, "I hope you will win tomorrow and have a prosperous military fortune!"

After saying that, various delicacies and drinks were served.

The banquet officially begins.

The casual cultivators mingled with each other and exchanged cups.

The atmosphere quickly became lively.

Anle also ate and drank, occasionally chatted with the people around him, and quietly observed the casual cultivators in the courtyard.

His movements were relatively graceful, but his eating speed was not slow at all. In the blink of an eye, there was only a plate of bones left in the roast chicken.

Zhang Lang was amazed to see this.

During the banquet, there were a few people who performed particularly well.

The most eye-catching one among them is Xiong Batian, who has thick hair and a tall body, resembling a big black bear.

He was hugging a well-built monk and grinning.

"Hey, brother, come and compete with me, old bear!"

The man was a little drunk and his eyes were bright: "Okay!"

"I have long heard that Brother Xiong has an amazing physique. Although I know that I am no match for him, I still want to experience it myself."

As the saying goes, proper fitness attracts the opposite sex.

Excessive fitness attracts members of the same sex.

To the body-refining cultivators, a physical body like Xiong Batian's can be called "charming."

Of course, he may have had the idea of ​​​​stepping on Xiong Batian and becoming famous in one fell swoop.

The two came to the courtyard, sat on stone benches on both sides of a stone table, and wrestled in a very primitive way - arm wrestling.

After all, this is just a friendly discussion.

Many casual cultivators also came to join in the fun and watched.

The ending is not surprising.

The body-refining cultivator tried his best, but could not shake Xiong Batian's steel-like wrist.

"Brother, you are already practicing quite well at your age."

Xiong Batian didn't make things difficult, but said it sincerely.

"It's just that my energy is a little lacking."

"We who practice physical training should be more restrained."

The man blushed, cupped his hands, and left.

After he got the start, many physical practitioners were eager to try it, even Jiang Yulan was the same.

Anle's eyes narrowed slightly, but remained calm.

This is fishing!

In the entire Yuntian Domain, there are few monks who are stronger than Xiong Batian.

If the Ghost-Faced Man comes here and competes with him in a spirited manner, he has taken the bait.

However, the Xiong Batian fish was not caught, but it caused a discordant sound.

"Fellow Taoist Xiong, long time no see. Recently... but are you okay?"

A sinister voice came.

A figure in a black robe slowly walked out from a corner of the courtyard, exuding an eerie and ominous aura.

He was wearing a hood and couldn't see his face clearly.

The faces of the guests next to him changed slightly and they all gave in.

"Puppet Taoist, why is it him?"

Zhang Lang's face didn't look good.

An Le raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Does Fellow Daoist Zhang recognize him?"

During the deduction, he left first after inquiring about the information, so he did not know what happened after the banquet.

"This person is a demon cultivator from the same realm as me. He makes puppets out of living people, and his methods are very evil."

"I had a brief fight with him, and the result..."

There was a hint of hatred in Zhang Lang's tone, and it was obvious that he had a grudge for a long time.

“I didn’t expect that he would actually come too!”

An Le took a steady look and saw a figure in a black robe behind the puppet Taoist.

The body is slightly petite, but its aura is far more powerful than the Taoist puppet himself.

It looks like a living person, but also like an evil spirit, very weird.

"Puppet Master?"

This was the first time Anle saw someone practicing such evil and heretical methods, and he couldn't help but take a second look.

And Xiao Xiaohong next to him clearly showed a bit of curiosity.

"Master Puppet, what do you want to do?"

Xiong Batian stood up, his joints cracking all over, and said in a rough voice.

"Don't you like to compete in strength?"

"Why don't you try it with this masterpiece of mine?"

The puppet Taoist's voice was hoarse and he looked around.

"Of course, fellow Taoists can also come and give it a try."

"No matter what method you use, as long as you can make it take three steps back with one blow, you will be considered a winner."

After saying that, the puppet Taoist took out a storage bag and threw it on the table.

"I have treasures worth ten high-grade spiritual stones here as a lottery ticket."

"Whoever wins me will take it."
To be continued...