How simple is preaching? The Tao is not so easy to understand and comprehend.

In the blink of an eye, almost a month has passed.

The ranking of the last points ranking also came out, and Dou Mengzong swept the top 50.

Di Qian was the first, Xiaomei, Xiao Cabbage, Tang Shaobao, Wang Chaoqun, Doudou, Xiao Mengxing, Tang Zong, Liu Keer, Yingye Wang and others won 2-50 respectively.

The 51st is a mother-in-law of the Blue Ocean Empire, and the last 10 are also from the Doumeng Sect.

The rest are those of various empires and sects.

The fat man is a good talker, as long as he can participate in the competition, he will be given pills, and those who can enter the top 100 will also be rewarded with a reward for cultivating in the Doumeng Sect for a month.

As for the top ten rewards, Di Qian and the others didn't even look at it, and continued to cultivate.

In addition to cultivation, their daily practice rooms, secret realms, and battlefields are not missing...

A month has come like this, and Mo Rufeng naturally spent a month in enlightenment; this month of not eating or drinking, obviously made Mo Rufeng lose some weight, but when he got out, a meal will make up for it, and the fat man's only apprentice has not only improved a little in the Great Perfection, his artistic conception is closer to the fourth layer, and he has also comprehended the second layer of the Sword Avenue;

It stands to reason that the Ancient Battlefield should be opened, but what to wait for after the darkness, the Ancient Battlefield is not like other places, he will open it at any time during the year, as for the specific time, no one really knows.

The fat man doesn't care about the world, he doesn't care about how others are cultivating, and he doesn't care how many people he can go to this time, even if he is in his own sect, there will definitely be more than a hundred; of course, a hundred people is just the base, naturally the more the better;

And the fat man decided to let Bing Qinghe stay to watch the house this time, because the sect still needs someone to protect it; after all, there are many disciples in the sect now, if there is no one in charge, it will not be good if something happens when he comes back.

The fat man led the team, and the first 100 people who participated were cultivating on the platform, and the rest of the old monsters who were not afraid of life and death were cultivating on the periphery of the Doumeng Sect or in the commercial area;

They have accumulated a lifetime of savings, not to mention spending money to cultivate in the Doumeng Sect, even if they buy some industries. Wouldn't it be a pity that they were about to reach the end of the day, and they didn't go to see the legendary ancient battlefield?

Anyway, they are all dying people, and it is still good to make some contribution to the mainland; what if something happens? What if the shit luck breaks through? What if you get a life-increasing elixir?

The fat man is naturally not stingy, those old people who are about to be limited can come to participate, and the fat man naturally can't treat them badly, but they don't know it yet, and they don't know that they are about to get a coveted pill.

The disciples led by Di Qian are still cultivating, and they have given up entertaining themselves, giving up food, and giving up all the time they can relax, just to make this last stand.

Although the fat man kept saying: "Don't be nervous, it's just an ancient battlefield." ”

But when they knew that the Changfeng Continent had gone to participate in the ancient battlefield and no one had returned, where would they dare to relax?

If you work hard for a quarter of an hour now, you may be able to survive for a second, and if you live for a second longer, there will be a second of hope.

Sometimes rescue is in the blink of an eye, cultivation is the last word, and of course, sometimes opening is also the last word.

The entire Puppet Sect began to make puppets at the last minute;

The Medicine Sect is fully engaged in refining medicine, no matter what high-level or low-level, as long as it is practiced, all of it will be handed over, maybe a small pill can save someone's life.

The cafeteria is working hard to cook those foods that can increase the buff, such as: Huiyuan Meal, Power Egg Fried Rice, Body Dragon Beard Noodles...

The Gongfa Pavilion is now gathering exercises from all over the continent to see if they can find any strange martial arts and exercises.

The armory is working hard to build weapons, armor, etc., and equip them with soldiers who are about to go on an expedition.

Wanbao Pavilion even took out all his own family background, what heaven and earth treasures, what spiritual herbs and elixirs, etc... As for the Shennong Baicao Garden of the Medicine Sect, it has long been patronized by the fat master and others, and now only some chicks are left in it, and the rest have all been collected.

The major empires were not stingy either, and supplied some of the treasures in their treasury that could be used, because they thought that maybe this trip to the ancient battlefield would be different.

Of course, there is another important reason why they are so generous...

This time several emperors also went.

This is not coerced by the fat man, this is what they are willing.

When Lan Xing proposed, Lan Lingxuan and Tan Taile were the first to respond, no way, Arrogant and Jin Yi just had to keep up with the rhythm.

Otherwise, in Lan Lingxuan's words: "What do you want to take advantage of our absence to revolt?"

And the idea of Taylor is: "It doesn't matter, we have to die together..."

In this way, the fat man couldn't smile bitterly; I don't blame them, anyway, a few people went with the determination to die; there is still a glimmer of life to go, if you don't go... That may not live until then, and it may even affect your own royal family (your own family).

Tang Shaobao wiped his gun day and night, and used the best feed for the domineering god horse, because he said: "Eat, maybe this is the last supper." ”

Where do you dare to eat the scared domineering horse? The mummy of him has lost his former spirit... Did you get beaten again? No, it's just that the domineering god horse can pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger when he appears like this.

The pitch-black dagger streaked across the night sky, and Wang Chaoqun was still studying the cold wind of the north and wiping the dagger.

A few women were so generous that they didn't think so much, they naturally thought that there were men staring at the sky when it fell, and they also believed that their men could withstand a piece of the sky.

Xiao Mengxing and Doudou have the biggest heart, and they drink day and night, and the reason is: they have gone to the ancient battlefield, and if they don't do it, they won't have time to drink.

That's right, it's all licked, where is the time to drink?

Doudou can make a lot of Dona rings, and they are all top-notch...

After the fat man explained some things to Bing Qinghe, he left in a hurry.

came to Di Qian's residence and avoided Si Xiaoying and Liu Keer...

"Soon?"

The fat man nodded, but didn't make a sound...

"When?"

"Tomorrow at noon..."

"Okay, are we going back when this is over?"

"Yes, in the ancient battlefield, I believe that those little two strokes can gain a lot, and if you are lucky, the emperor can produce several..."

"How strong? How many emperors are there?"

The fat man told Di Qian the secrets of the ancient battlefield, and also told the opportunity and danger.

Even if the luck is bad, isn't it the elixir of the old man with three pills? If you can't find any chance, the fat man is not sure, but you can still bring some people back safely...

Chatting and chatting, it was dawn.

Early in the morning, the fat man and Di Qian came to the square...

Coincidentally, all the participants also came to the square.

There are also some core disciples within the sect.

On the high platform, the fat man said independently: "At noon today, the ancient battlefield opens...".

As soon as the words came out, everyone was in an uproar...

What surprised them was not that the ancient battlefield was opened, and that the fat man could accurately calculate the opening of the ancient battlefield, which had to be amazing...