I don't know how long it has been, in the secret room, all the demon qi and vitality have been absorbed by the blood-colored dog demon phantom and flowed into Chu Lan's body.

Chu Lan slowly opened his eyes, and a strong aura suddenly spread.

The foundation was successfully built without a trace of problems, and it can be said that it was a perfect foundation!

The corners of Chu Lan's mouth rose slightly, now, he can slap a wave of faces!

After building the foundation realm, Chu Lan not only increased his cultivation greatly, but his perception of some yuan techniques became more and more profound, he had a hunch that he would definitely have a major breakthrough when he comprehended the Ben Thunder Palm and the Ghost Stick Method!

However, now is not the time, the most important thing now is to take a shower quickly!

After breaking through, there was a foul smell like mud on his body, which was the hallmark feature of breaking through the foundation building realm, helping him to eliminate impurities in his body and get rid of the mortal womb.

Since it is the sect master's cultivation secret room, there will definitely be a spiritual pool after cultivation, Chu Lan opened the back of the secret room, and sure enough, in a bamboo package, it was a steaming hot spring.

This kind of hot spring that exuded abundant vitality, since he left the Qinglei Sect, he had never seen such a good hot spring.

Anyway, the sect master gave him the key to the secret room, and this hot spring should be considered a part of the secret room, right?

Chu Lan didn't say a word, he directly stripped off and jumped down, and threw his clothes into the water, it just so happened that there was also a smell on this burning robe, so he took this opportunity to wash it.

Chu Lan leaned lazily on the stone, enjoying the refreshment and majestic vitality of the hot spring, let me ask, which chief and holy son, the day before the official start of the Three Sects Competition, had this kind of enjoyment?

After Chu Lan enjoyed himself, he fused the true fire with the vitality, and with the help of this power, he successfully dried his body and clothes.

He put on his clothes, refreshed, and left the place leisurely.

At this moment, it's already dusk, I'm afraid, the qualifiers for the disciples of the three sects are almost there, right?

However, it's also good, he is half a dog demon, and the night is the best time to comprehend, anyway, the three major competitions will start at noon tomorrow, so it is better to take this opportunity to practice the two most elusive sets of yuan techniques in their hands.

These two sets of meta-techniques are naturally the Thunder Palm and the Ghost Stick Method.

In Ben Lei's palm, there is a mystery that may be supernatural, and Chu Lan has only realized forty percent. And the ghost stick method is extremely mysterious, although he can now freely use the eighth stick, but the ninth stick shadow is difficult to play.

Perhaps, if you break through the Foundation Building Realm today, plus you also cultivate in the moonlight, there will be some big breakthroughs!

......

In this way, Chu Lan practiced all night, and only when he knew that it was dawn did he go back to his room and sleep, and as soon as he slept, it was directly noon.

Soon, a group of disciples frantically knocked on the door and shouted to wake Chu Lan up from his sleep, it turned out that the chief and the holy son had already gathered in the square, and he was alone.

Located at the top of the first seat, there are three sect masters and Elder Yin, and under the stage are the elders of the three sects, and standing in the center of the square are the nine chiefs, the ten holy sons, the ten proud sons and the ten disciples of the qualifiers.

Qing Lei Zhenren smiled maliciously and said, "Burning Flame Zhenren, you, Chief Chu, are inevitably too big, right?

"Qinglei Zhenren, this is a mistake, this day is often a little tempered, a little late, what's wrong?"

"Okay, the two of you are the masters of the same sect, pay attention to the image, this kind of small competition, it's nothing to wait for a while. Elder Yin spoke, and all doubts disappeared.

"Elder Yin said well!" At this time, a loud voice came, and I saw that among the disciples, Chu Lan walked slowly with a light and arrogant pace.

"Elder Yin is so right, isn't it just a small competition!" Chu Lan looked at Qinglei Zhenren with a wicked smile, his face full of contempt, "It's no wonder, after all, Qinglei Zhenren grew up in such a small place, and it's no wonder that he would take this kind of competition seriously." ”

Qing Lei Zhenren suddenly jumped like thunder, "Chu Lan! I don't allow you to defile the Sacred Three Sect Great Comparisons!"

"Qinglei Zhenren!" Elder Yin roared angrily, exuding a terrifying vitality, which immediately shocked Qinglei Zhenren.

I saw that Elder Yin was also looking at Qinglei Zhenren with disdain, "The dignified Sect Master of the Eighth Rank Sect is actually inferior to a disciple in his thinking!"

Elder Yin directly ignored Qinglei Zhenren, stood up, and his voice spread, "Now, the competition begins!"

I saw Elder Yin stretch out his right hand, and a violent suction force sucked the box in the hand of an elder, and a thrust in the palm of his hand withdrew the countless small pieces of paper inside from the hole above the box, flying all over the sky.

The piece of paper falls into the hole with unerring accuracy and returns to the box.

Elder Yin threw the box in front of everyone and glanced at Chu Lan, "Burning Heaven Pavilion Chu Lan, return to the team quickly!"

Chu Lan nodded, walked back to the ranks of the Burning Heaven Pavilion, and stood in the order of the chief ranking.

The Chief, the Proud Son, the Holy Son, and the ten disciples of the qualifiers stood in four columns according to their ranks.

"Among them, there are twenty disciples of the Qinglei Sect and the Bibo Sect, according to the rules, the disciples of the sect and the ten disciples of the qualifiers will come forward to draw lots!" Elder Yin shouted sharply, "The remaining disciples, each chooses the ring and waits for the challenger!"

Seeing that Elder Yin was already impatient, the three sect masters hurriedly got up, and in the center of the square, twenty rings emerged from the ground!

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and Chu Lan and the others also stepped forward and pulled out their own pieces of paper.

Chu Lan was selected by a disciple of Bibo Sect, and his cultivation was in the early stage of foundation building, and this kind of challenge was simply pediatric for him.

But then again, this first competition, going to the sea is really boring, there is no thrilling duel at all, either torture or surrender.

The only exciting thing should be the duel between Mo Lingyue and the Second Holy Son of the Qinglei Sect, however, Mo Lingyue still won by crushing, and the last set of ghosting marksmanship ended the battle.

The other battles are not painful, Fang Yunxiao and Fang Yunlong, the top five Holy Son Chiefs, almost all surrender as soon as they come to power, and compared to before, they are indeed less fun.

But there is no way, leave it to fate.

"Chief Chu?Chief Chu?!"

At this time, the voice of the arrogant man in front of Chu Lan woke him up from his thoughts, "Have you seen enough?

Chu Lan looked at the eldest brother in front of him, and after thinking for a while, he said seriously: "Brother, why don't you admit defeat too?"

“......”

That arrogant man was stupid by Chu Lan's operation, and he even wondered if Chu Lan had a brain problem!

He...... He built the foundation realm in a half-step, and he actually wanted to admit defeat in the early stage of the foundation building realm?!