At dusk, Qian Han refused the banquet that Dong Ai and the disciples of the Meng Academy celebrated for him in the name of cultivation, and locked himself in the hut to plan his future plans.

First of all, he didn't dare to tell anyone in Qingxuanmen about the Heart Burning Mantra, with a little monk like him who had no identity and no background, if he was suspected by Qingxuanmen, it was likely that the approach would be to directly apply a one-size-fits-all approach, and solve the problem of the person who had the problem, and the problem would naturally be "solved".

But even if he really followed the requirements of the dry finger, he broke through the foundation building period within three years, became a disciple of Ning Youdao, learned the Nine Turns of Longevity, and after three years went to see the mysterious finger owner and prayed for him to let him go, this kind of behavior of pinning his hope on the mercy of the enemy is as ridiculous as a rabbit caught by a wild wolf taking out his cherished tender grass in exchange for his own way of living.

In the end, no matter how hard he meditated, it was a mortal situation, either he learned the Nine Turns of Immortality Secret and gave it to the dry finger to keep his family safe, or he found a way to unlock the Heart-burning Mantra within three years, and practiced penance all day long, hoping that one day he would be able to slay the enemy, but at that time, he was afraid that he would not even be able to find the grave of his family.

Now, there is only one hope that Qian Han can't even think of, a hope that gambles on everything he has, and that is to defeat Jin Dan with a foundation in three years.

As soon as this idea appeared, Qian Han was like a demon, kill him, as long as I kill him, I will be able to protect everything I have, I will let him taste all the suffering and fear I have suffered, even if I die together, I will knock him into the dust and make his soul fly.

Qian Han touched the ring hidden in his arms, and took out a yellowed ancient book from it, and the big characters on the cover were impressively inked - "Wanhua Guiyuan Lu".

This is an ancient cultivation method, majoring in mixed yuan exercises, the source is unknown, after obtaining this exercise from Ban Fenggu's acceptance of the ring, Qian Han has never considered cultivating this secret book, and there is only one person in the immortal cultivation world for thousands of years who has relied on the mixed yuan exercise method to cultivate to the realm of the gods, but now, the ghost of Qian Han has taken out this secret book by sending a god, he stroked this yellowed ancient book with his hand, and remembered all kinds of good memories in his uncle's house; remembered the shoulder to shoulder with Bi Liang on weekdays; remembered the affectionate call out of "Mengyan" I was slightly apprehensive when I said two words, and I remembered the excitement and excitement I had when I first breathed in the aura.

The silhouettes of the past are like a picture scroll, quietly flowing in his heart, he should no longer escape, what about the old ghost of Jindan, give up his life to resist this damn fate, even if there is little hope, he is willing to gamble on his future, his relatives and friends, everything he can bet, and fight for a trace of life in this desperate situation.

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The next day, the long-awaited top 10 qualifying tournament finally kicked off, and according to the usual practice, the host's nonsense was omitted, and the finals officially began.

Qian Han changed his previous strategy, jumped into the Doufa platform first, looked around, and showed a divine light in his eyes, if he couldn't even get the ranking of this small sect Xiaobi, how could he talk about challenging the old ghost of Jindan who didn't know how many years of cultivation with four years of Taoism. Not only did he have to win this qualifying match, but he also had to win everyone's astonishment.

As soon as he stepped on stage, a man in white with a fan immediately took the stage to challenge.

"Champion Qianhan, the first-order inner disciple of Mengxuetang, against Shi Xinjue, a third-order inner disciple of Mengxuetang. The competition has officially begun!

Different from previous competitions, this time Qianhan's tactics are to fight quickly, and strive to defeat all those who dare to challenge on the stage with the least amount of spiritual power. As soon as the referee's words fell, the two shot towards each other at the same time, and both sides made up their minds - a quick victory!

When Shi Xinjue rushed forward, his palms were folded in front of his chest, and a golden light spirit sword appeared out of thin air with a gentle rub, holding the sword in his backhand in one hand, and holding two fingers together in one hand and pointing at Qianhan in the distance, the floor on the fighting platform surged, and five slender thorn vines broke through the ground, winding towards Qianhan at a thunderous speed, Qianhan's forward momentum was unabated, even three points faster than before, and rushed out of the siege of the vines with a very fast speed advantage, Shi Xinjue secretly said to find death, and the lightsaber in his hand divided more than a dozen phantoms, and attacked Qianhan from all directions。

The Dao light saber that came with a cold glow finally forced Qian Han's footsteps to stop, he hurriedly dodged the sword light flying around, and was even cut off the corner of his clothes by a sword light, Shi Xinjue did not let go of this flaw, and found the right time to stab with a sword between Qian Han's dodge, Qian Han had to twist his waist to avoid the vital point, but he was still stabbed in the shoulder, and the light saber came out of his body, but there was no trace of blood, Shi Xinjue's sword was actually a virtual sword! Everyone on the field exclaimed, because there was about to be a golden light saber behind Qian Han that pierced the back of the heart.

At this moment, referee Yu Zhengxin shot two arcs of light from his sleeve, instantly shattering all the sword shadows flying on the field.

When Shi Xinjue saw the referee interfering, he must have come to the rescue when he saw that Qianhan was going to die, and he won the game after all.

Shi Xinjue took out the previous folding fan from his arms, put one hand behind him and shook the paper fan with the other, walked in front of Qian Han, leaned forward slightly, and said chicly, "Good fight!"

After speaking, he walked lightly towards the center of the fighting platform. Yu Zhengxin looked at the white-clothed young man beside him who maintained a reserved smile, and couldn't bear to whisper to him, "Go down, it's you who lose." "Shi

Xinjue suddenly looked up at the tall Yu Zhengxin in shock, and Yu Zhengxin said to him again: "Didn't you notice that your Spectroscopic Shadow Technique had an extra sword when you approached him? If I hadn't interrupted in time, you would have been in a different place by now." ”

Even after listening to Yu Zhengxin's explanation, Shi Xinjue still couldn't believe what he heard, a sense of panic hit him, and the original cheers around him fell into his ears as if they became a ridicule, he was stunned in place, his white face was also red at the moment, so angry that he angrily smashed the fan on the ground, and walked off the stage quickly.

Yu Zhengxin announced the results of the competition to everyone.

In the first game, Qianhan wins!

The enthusiastic cheers of the audience on the stage also gradually stopped, and after a while, there was a chaotic discussion, and some bold people stood up and shouted shady, and there were boos on the stage, Yu Zhengxin saw that the disciples had made a fuss, and was about to open his mouth to explain, when he suddenly felt a strong coercion on the high platform, and several disciples who took the lead in coaxing on the stage were instantly pressed to the ground and could not move, and the noisy crowd was like a duck that was pinched by the neck, and the sound stopped abruptly.

A feeling of suffocation permeated the crowd, and after only three or five breaths, the disciples felt extremely long. It wasn't until the coercion gradually disappeared that Yu Zhengxin simply explained to everyone how Qian Han took advantage of the chaos to mix his lightsaber into Shi Xinjue's spectroscopic shadow technique. But after the coercion just now, everyone didn't dare to take a breath.

Seeing that the scene was a little cold, Yu Zhengxin announced that he would take a quarter of an hour off to ease the tense atmosphere on the field.

"Referee Yu, I don't have to rest, please start the next game directly. ”

Only then did there be a rumbling discussion in the stands.

Yu Zhengxin looked at the young man who was a little ragged, although he was a little embarrassed, but his eyes still revealed a resolute gaze, in this gaze, he seemed to understand the young man's thoughts.

"The competition continues, please invite the next attacker!"

As Yu Zhengxin's high-pitched voice sounded on the fighting platform, the atmosphere of the disciples on the viewing platform gradually warmed up.

A stout, round-eyed man turned over to the stage, a man with thick lines, broad shoulders, broad forehead, and tall figure, looking like a martial artist in the mortal world. After he took the stage, the talk in the stands became louder. Some people introduced to the people around him how powerful this man is, and some people said that Qianhan will definitely lose, in short, the disciples who watched the game are not very optimistic about Qianhan, thinking that he won the last game by luck, and this time he will be beaten down when he encounters hard stubble.

When the two of them stood on the fighting platform, Yu Zhengxin announced, "Champion Qianhan, a first-order inner disciple of the Mengxue Hall, face off, Shi Yongzhi of the Foreign Affairs Hall." ”

After the competition began, Shi Yongzhi took the lead in attacking, his muscles bulged, and the whole person rushed forward like a hurricane, and the floor of the fighting platform appeared one after another under his step-by-step step. Looking at Shi Yongzhi who attacked like a wolf, Qian Han did not choose to distance himself, but took a sharp breath of spiritual energy, and the spiritual power in his body surged rapidly.

Shi Yongzhi looked at Qian Han who was constantly pinching his fingers in front of him, and the impact was even more rapid, the other party's preparation for such a long time must have made the spell very powerful. came, feeling the abnormal movement of the ground in front of him, Shi Yongzhi's body swung slightly sideways to bypass this rock protrusion, and at the same time as his body twisted, four stone thorns instantly protruded from the ground and plunged straight towards him.

Shi Yongzhi secretly scolded despicable, and he was caught off guard by the slow and fast rock protrusion technique, only to see him get up in the gap between the rock protrusions that were about to close, jump over the rock protrusions, and froze slightly in mid-air. But Qian Han's spell was not over, and dark green rattans drilled out of the encircled rock protrusions, quickly crawling all over Shi Yongzhi's body.

It was Jia Mengyan's specialty that day, and he was a good student.

Shi Yongzhi did not panic, his whole body was surging, his arms were bruised, and he grabbed the roots of these rattans and uprooted them, but it was too late at this time, first a gust of wind blew on his face, Shi Yongzhi's eyes were printed with a fireball the size of a human head, and at this time there were still a few rattans left on his body that had not been torn off.

The wind became stronger, from the beginning of the faint gentle breeze, the faster it blew, the faster it blew, the more it blew, and a horizontal whirlwind was formed between the churning, and the whirlpool-like wind eye blew a whining sound, like a rusty suona, blowing the final concerto. However, the Grim Reaper was not a whirlwind, but a surging fireball, the flames spread along the trajectory of the whirlwind, and in the whimpering wind, it was like a monster with a hideous face, opening its bloody mouth and engulfing Shi Yongzhi's whole person.