The atmosphere on the peak was very weird, and everyone looked at the white-clothed Long Xiaotian who calmly walked out of the ring, with a blank and stunned look on his face.

Why did you automatically admit defeat when you could have won the victory easily? This is the question in everyone's mind.

Although the white-haired elder was a little stunned by Long Xiaotian's strange behavior, he was used to the world and quickly returned to his former cold appearance. For Long Xiaotian to automatically admit defeat, even if he was a referee, he didn't stop it with all his might, because of the power that the disciples had in the ring competition.

"Ahem, ahem...... Since Long Xiaotian automatically admits defeat, then this victory belongs to Qian Baili. The white-haired elder said lightly.

"Wow!"

The disciples watching the battle in the audience all made a riot and an uproar, no one expected that Long Xiaotian would suddenly admit defeat, and it was so natural, so peaceful, without a trace of loss.

"Is it possible that this money is 100 miles old and burned incense to worship the Buddha last night?

"How can we win like this! How embarrassing is this for us to fight to the death to win!"

"I suspect that Long Xiaotian has collected money and played a fake match!"

"Could it be that Qian Baili is a relative of Long Xiaotian?

The other four black belt disciples of Zizhu Peak, they experienced a tragic struggle and suffered a lot of trauma, and they narrowly defeated their opponents and won the victory, but compared to Qian Baili's victory, they simply had the urge to vomit blood, and they won the competition without blood.

"Why can't I draw the number five of the blue lottery, if I can compete with Long Xiaotian, wouldn't I have entered the top five without much effort?" said a black belt disciple who had failed miserably in the top ten ranking tournaments.

Qian Baili walked out of the ring in a daze, until now, he thought that he was in a dream, and he won the competition without blood, but the opponent was Long Xiaotian!

After Long Xiaotian took the initiative to admit defeat, he slowly walked down the stone steps from the top of the peak. Suddenly, a purple shadow flashed, and a majestic man appeared beside him, and asked in surprise: "Why did you admit defeat? With your current strength, you can completely win the first place." ”

"Master, you're too picky, aren't you? With your identity, you're embarrassed to take out a low-level spirit decision? You are the peak master of one of the five peaks of the Blue Dragon Sect, and if you don't have a spirit decision above the heaven level to take out your hand, you, the peak master of Zizhu Peak, are too cold, right?"

Long Xiaotian said with great disdain, mercilessly mocking the man beside him.

"Ahem, ahem...... The Qinglong Sect has a rule, even if you are my personal disciple, you can't open a small stove for you, everything can only be done according to the regulations, and taking out the low-level spirit decision as the reward for the first place in the Zizhu Peak Black Belt Disciple Contest is already the limit. ”

"Otherwise, every peak master will open a small stove for his own personal disciples, and everything will be within reach, without paying the slightest price, how can it be competitive? Wouldn't it wipe out the potential and talent of the disciples?"

"As a master, the main thing is to answer the doubts of the disciples and guide them on the right path, and you still have to let you go on your own for the rest of the way. ”

Lord You Yifeng said in a solemn and awe-inspiring voice, with a serious and serious look in his eyes.

Long Xiaotian knew what to do and nodded.

Lord You Yifeng looked at Long Xiaotian slightly, nodded with relief, and said: "You have now opened up all the seven veins of Na Ling, and when the seven veins converge, exhale spiritual energy, and open up the sea of qi, you will be able to be promoted to the Na Qi realm, it's time to think about the matter of spiritual decision." ”

"Don't worry, Master, you don't have to worry about the matter of spiritual decision, I only have measure. Long Xiaotian smiled brightly, waved at him, and returned to his room.

After exhaling a little and breathing, Long Xiaotian adjusted his state to the peak, and he exhaled softly, his face awe-inspiring.

The seven veins of Naling have been opened up by him, and it is time to enter the Naqi realm.

"There was a book in the library that recorded many essentials of cultivation, and it once said that all the seven veins of Na Ling should be filled with spiritual power, and then the seven veins would converge in the abdomen, exhale spiritual energy, open up the sea of qi, and be promoted to the realm of Na Qi. The sea of qi opened up in this way is incomparably strong and tenacious, and at the same time, it can give birth to pure and condensed spiritual power, and one wisp of spiritual power can be worth ten, hundred, thousand, or even ten thousand wisps of spiritual power of people in the same realm. ”

"With such a sea of qi, the purity and condensation of spiritual power far exceed that of ordinary people, and they can burst out with extremely strong combat effectiveness, which is why some people can be invincible in the same realm, or even challenge beyond the level. ”

Long Xiaotian originally wanted to immediately gather the seven veins of Na Ling, open up the sea of qi, and be promoted to the Na Qi realm. But when he thought of the records of the cultivation books treasured in the library pavilion, he calmed down, pondering and groaning carefully.

In the void outside the room, Lord You Yifeng quietly looked at Long Xiaotian who was in a state of thought, and there was a look of appreciation in the depths of his eyes. If Long Xiaotian was in a hurry and wanted to be promoted to the Naqi realm immediately, he would definitely stop him.

The reason why he didn't point it out was that he wanted to see that Long Xiaotian himself could comprehend the mysteries and the wonderful meaning of cultivation that he personally comprehended, after all, was more profound and easy to understand than others who pointed out the epiphany.

"The eldest prince is really smart!"

Lord You Yifeng smiled faintly, and immediately disappeared into the void.

Long Xiaotian fell into deep thought, and the seven veins of Naling in his body emitted a faint brilliance, which attracted the aura between heaven and earth to converge, swirling around Long Xiaotian's body, and was slowly absorbed.

The seven veins of Na Ling will absorb the aura of heaven and earth constantly purify, condense and compress, originally like a fist-sized mass of aura, after layers of purification, compression, condensation, and finally form a sesame-sized mass of spiritual liquid, which is the form change that occurs after the aura is rich to a certain extent.

The sesame-like spirit crystal is crystal clear, flowing with a faint brilliance, exuding wisps of pure fluctuations, without the slightest impurity, like the first wisp of energy born in heaven and earth, flawless and dirty, clear and pure as white jade.

This sesame-sized spiritual liquid was absorbed by one of the seven veins of Na Ling, turned into pure spiritual power, and precipitated in the meridians, blooming with wisps of divine brilliance, mysterious and strange.

"What a heaven and earth aura, it only purified such a small amount of pure spiritual liquid, which was absorbed by the meridians, and not even a trace of waves was emitted. If you want to fill up the seven veins of Naling, how long will it take!"

Long Xiaotian sensed the storage of spiritual power in the seven veins of Na Ling, although there was a large amount of spiritual power stored in each meridian, but after a series of steps such as purification, compression, condensation, etc., he couldn't even fill one percent of one of the meridians, you must know that this is the spiritual power that he has accumulated and cultivated over time!

Although the amount of spiritual power stored in the meridians has become extremely rare after being purified, compressed, and condensed, he can clearly feel that his spiritual power has become incomparably solid and stable, and a strong spiritual power fluctuation spreads out, making him full of a powerful aura.

"Fortunately, I have the Bihai Tong Pulse Liquid, which can absorb the pure medicinal power and turn it into my own spiritual power. Right now, the whole sect disciple competition is about to start soon, and if you want to compete for a place to enter the marrow washing pool, strong strength is the key!"

Long Xiaotian took out a bottle of Bihai Tong Pulse Liquid, dripped out four or five drops, and then swallowed it directly.

The pure and warm spiritual liquid melted in his mouth, turning into a pure medicinal power mist, washing every inch of Long Xiaotian's flesh and blood, nourishing his meridians and increasing the spiritual power base.

In the past, Long Xiaotian didn't dare to swallow Bihai Tong Pulse Liquid directly, even if it was one or two drops. Although the medicinal power of Bihai Tong Pulse Liquid is mild and strong, his meridians are too fragile and easy to burst, so he has been pouring Bihai Tong Pulse Liquid into a bucket and diluting it many times before he dares to enter it to absorb medicinal power and turn it into his own spiritual power.

It's just that in this way, it is difficult to absorb the medicinal power to the fullest, and some of it volatilizes into the air, which is difficult to collect.

As Long Xiaotian's strength became more and more sophisticated, the meridians became more and more coarse and tough, and the problems in the past were easily solved, but his strength was not particularly strong after all, and it was difficult to swallow it directly like Le Wushuang, and he could only swallow a few drops of spiritual liquid, but the effect of cultivation was also extremely significant.

The warm energy constantly nourishes his physical body, warms his flesh and blood, and improves the strength of his body, and he is also crazy to absorb pure energy and turn it into his own spiritual power.

With the passage of time, Long Xiaotian swallowed the Bihai Tong Pulse Liquid more and more times, and the spiritual power contained in one of the seven veins of Na Ling had already accounted for about ten percent.

Long Xiaotian was overjoyed, the Bihai Tong Pulse Liquid was indeed an incomparably precious cultivation spiritual liquid, and the effect was so remarkable.

At this time, the sun is setting, the sunset is all over the sky, and before you know it, it is already evening.

The purple jade flute on Long Xiaotian's waist flowed out a faint light, flickering and flickering, as if conveying some kind of message.

"This girl who steals the bath came so early. ”

Looking at the purple jade flute with a glittering luster on his waist, Long Xiaotian was quite surprised, there were still a few minutes before the time he agreed with Mu Susu, and he never thought that Mu Susu would arrive in advance.

Long Xiaotian finished his cultivation, walked out of the door, and ran quickly towards the purple bamboo forest in the back mountain!