Lin Fan returned to the sect, sighed with emotion, returned to his residence, removed the weeds outside the courtyard, and then entered the room to sleep well. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The days passed, and the Dabi of the sect was getting closer and closer. The atmosphere in the sect is also becoming more and more tense. Some disciples in the late stage of the Qi refining period who rarely appeared in the sect appeared one after another.

For a time, the wind surged.

Today, a disciple of the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period of Ten Thousand Ghost Peak has returned from three years of training, and his strength is amazing; A disciple of the Five Poison Peaks in the late stage of the Qi refining period of Tomorrow finally came out of retreat after two years of retreat, defeating several disciples of the same level in one fell swoop; A few days later, another senior brother who turned into blood got a powerful puppet, claiming to make a splash in the sect competition; Another day, a senior brother of Ten Thousand Ghost Peak announced that he had caught a fierce ghost in a certain place in the Yin Place, and he had successfully refined it; I also heard that a certain disciple of the Royal Corpse Peak accidentally caught a fierce spirit beast, which has been officially domesticated a few days ago, and threatened to make such and such a disciple look good in the big competition......

Before Dabi, the wind and rain were coming, and the continuous comparison between the nine peaks of Zixiao Sect made the atmosphere of Dabi extremely warm.

In a secluded mountain forest, a dark-faced young man sat on the edge of a turquoise quagmire, pinching his hands and chanting words in his mouth.

Bursts of green bubbles kept rising from the quagmire, and these bubbles burst one after another with the boy's spell, emitting a strong stench.

Suddenly, a green phantom in the quagmire rushed out, and a hideous snake head spat out with a bright red letter came out. Take a ferry to the Black Pavilion to see the new festival

"Haha, my Blue Shadow Snake has finally succeeded in cultivating, although its strength is not yet at its peak, but it is more than enough to deal with the sect. Core disciple, hehe, core disciple, I'll see who can stop me. The swarthy boy let out a sinister sneer.

In a certain mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, three fierce tigers with teeth and claws erupted from their bloody mouths, shattering a huge rockery in front of them.

"Hehe, it's hard to beat the four hands, hehe, these puppets are in hand, and the core disciples are not in my bag." A young man with a somewhat pale face muttered as he looked at the tiger in front of him.

These hideous tigers, Hao Ran is a puppet.

Deep in the mountains behind Yang Mountain in Yanguo.

Next to the valley.

A tall and burly young man with a ** upper body stood there, his eyes were like electricity, his muscles were tangled, and his fierce and terrifying aura was stronger than that of a demon beast.

Roar!

The burly boy opened his mouth and roared, the muscles of his upper body trembled like a mountain, and his muscles and bones also made a crumbling sound, as if dozens of people were setting off firecrackers.

The ground was trampled and bursting, and the burly boy spread his hands and slammed into the rocky mountain beside him.

Thundered!

The rocky mountains that are several zhang high and six or seven zhang thick are torn apart, and the towering boulders are scattered in all directions like the goddess scattering flowers.

This burly young man Hao Ran is a physical cultivator.

His face was not red or panting, and the burly young man grinned and said to himself: "The sect competition is about to start, I, Liu Kun, will never be willing to be ranked below others, I will inevitably compete for the first place, and when I become the first disciple of the core, I am still worried that I will not succeed in condensation." ”

Among the mysterious peaks in the Imperial Corpse Peak, there is a cultivation site specially prepared for potential disciples.

An old man in blue robe said to the young man beside him: "Qin Kai, if you get the place of core disciple in this big competition, the peak master will make an exception to accept you as a disciple before you have condensate." In the past few years, I made an exception and didn't let you go out to practice, so that you can concentrate on cultivation with peace of mind, and this time, you must succeed. ”

The young man looked grim and said, "Senior Uncle, don't worry, I, Qin Kai, will definitely be able to win the first place among the top ten core disciples." ”

The blue-robed old man shook his head, "Don't underestimate others, although your strength is enough to rank in the top five of the disciples of the Four Peaks, it is still a bit dangerous to compete for the top three, as far as I know, Xiao Mubai of the Five Poison Peak and Xue Yutong of Bihan Peak both have the strength of the top three, and some of the old disciples in the late stage of the Qi Refining Period, the combat power is so strong that even I am a little surprised as a condensation monk, I am afraid that you are a little dangerous at the moment." ”

The cold young man said: "Uncle Shi, didn't you tell me that either you don't fight, or you want to fight for the first place, otherwise everything is meaningless." ”

"Hehe, that's what I said, then you try to be the first! If nothing else, your biggest opponent is Xiao Mubai, and the second opponent is Xue Yutong, both of whom are armed with mutated spirit roots and spirit bodies, you must be cautious and not careless when encountering these two. ”

"Uncle Shi, don't worry, I will never lose to anyone."

The white-robed old man nodded, no matter what else it was, in terms of strength alone, there were really few people in the Yin Corpse Sect who could compare to this disciple, after all, after all these years of hard cultivation, his strength was increasing day by day.

"Okay, the retreat is over, let me see your current strength."

Recite!

The flying sword detached from his body, and the cold young man swung his sword towards the mountain rock.

Silently, the mountain stone cracked several sword marks, each sword mark was of general length, and there was almost no difference, as if it was copied from the same sword mark.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the blue-robed old man, "Well, that's good." ”

Ten Thousand Ghost Peak, in a huge hall in the belly of the mountain, next to a dark deep pool, two monks in blue robes were standing nearby, all pinching the trick with one hand, and their expressions were solemn.

From time to time, there were bursts of terrible ghost crying wolf howls from the deep black pool, and with the incantation from the mouths of the two blue-robed monks, wisps of gray light kept emerging, and they disappeared into the deep pool.

The deep pool rumbled as the gray light submerged, and the black water tumbled as if it were boiling, as if something was about to leap out of it.

I don't know how long later, the gray glow became more and more abundant, faintly covering the entire pool, but the rumbling inside gradually became quieter, and finally there was no sound.

"It's almost time! He Bing, be careful! At this moment, a blue-robed monk suddenly shouted.

"Uncle Hui, the disciple is ready." A young man who had been waiting in the hall for a long time immediately stepped forward and said.

"Okay, junior brother, lead the ghost out of the pool!" Seeing this, the blue-robed monk who spoke said in a low voice to another blue-robed monk on the side.

Then the incantation sounded, and at the same time, he raised his finger and pointed into the void above the deep pool.

With a "roar", a black phantom flew up from the deep pool.

The next moment, there was another "whoosh" sound, and it shot out of the hall.

But after the two blue-robed monks pointed their fingers again, the phantom immediately stopped in mid-air, and it was actually a powerful ghost with teeth and claws.

It is more than two meters tall, with two fangs in its mouth exposed, its whole body, as thin as firewood, and its hands are like the claws of a natural beast. After being imprisoned in mid-air by the two blue-robed monks casting spells out of thin air, he immediately let out a strange whining sound and kept letting out a terrible roar.

At this moment, He Bing let out a low roar, and a brown gourd in his hand flung out, and immediately fell down at the ghost.

"Poof".

An amazing scene has appeared!

The brown gourd only flashed with gray light, and it sucked in the ghost, and disappeared without a trace.

When the blue-robed monk saw this, he was overjoyed and reaped his mana at the same time.

He Bing saw that the ghost was in the brown gourd, but he shot a trick with one hand, and at the same time, a ball of essence blood spurted out of his mouth.

The brown gourd suddenly flashed with a blur.

After a few breaths, a blood-colored rune on the surface of the brown gourd's body flickered, and immediately disappeared, and it was silently suspended in the air.

He Bing had words in his mouth, and then with one move, the brown gourd flew back into his hand.

At this time, He Bing let out a sigh of relief, took out a talisman seal and pasted it on the brown gourd.

"Haha, okay. He Bing, you have subdued this second-level ghost, you have to practice it well when you go back. The second-level ghost is equivalent to the strength of the early stage of the condensation period, and with your current cultivation, it can only be regarded as barely. It cannot be used until the critical moment. The blue-robed monk walked over and said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you for the reward from the two senior uncles, the disciple will not disgrace Benfeng this time, and he will definitely enter the list of core disciples." He Bing was also very excited, and immediately knelt on the ground, almost swearing.

"Well, that's good. Your cultivation is relatively poor, so we will help you subdue a second-level ghost, and you have to make good use of this hole card. Another blue-robed monk also walked over and spoke slowly.

"The disciple will never live up to the high expectations of the two masters!" He Bing said sincerely again.

"Alright, get up. You've just got your hands on this ghost, and you still need a lot of time to refine it. From now until Tabi, you will stay here in retreat. The blue-robed monk said with a look of satisfaction.

He Bing naturally nodded yes again and again.