"Wow, there are so many inner disciples, I haven't seen them for so long!"

Looking at the sea of people, Su Shaoning and others shouted excitedly. In fact, I can't see so many people on weekdays, and there are only one or two hundred people who are always wandering in the sect.

Xinghe smiled and explained, "What's so strange about this. Many people are in retreat, and some people have gone down the mountain to do tasks, so of course there are very few people who appear in the sect on weekdays. But the disciple Dabi can't miss this matter, and once it is missed, it will be a huge loss. ”

Indeed, once you miss this big competition, you will lose a lot of resources, which Su Lejing is also aware of.

Although Galaxy does not participate in the big competition today, it is still okay to come and see the excitement. And every time this happens, there are always a lot of inner disciples or outer disciples who don't participate in the big competition, and they will set up some small stalls to sell some food. It's also a grand event.

Xinghe continued: "The top 100 in the big competition every year are enjoying a lot of resources. For one hundred to fifty people, there will be at least one hundred medium-grade Yuan Crystals and one bottle of Qi Refining Pill every month, while for fifty to twenty people, there will be two hundred medium-grade Yuan Crystals and two bottles of Qi Refining Pill. ”

"From the top twenty to the top eleven, there are five hundred medium-grade Yuan Crystals every month, and three bottles of Qi Refining Pill and one hundred contribution points. Second to ninth, 1,000 medium-grade Yuan Crystals per month, five bottles of Qi Cultivation Pill, and 300 contribution points. Hey, do you want to know what the first reward is?"

Xinghe stopped here as he spoke, intending to hang the appetite of the three junior disciples, but Su Lejing said softly: "First place, two thousand Zhongyuan Crystals per month, ten bottles of Qi Cultivation Pill, and five hundred contribution points." Am I right, brother?"

Looking at Su Lejing's indifferent look, Xinghe always felt that he didn't come up in one bite, and he almost died of depression. This is a pretending failure.

However, at this time, Su Shaoning curiously asked about Xinghe's ranking last year, which made Xinghe, who was in a low mood, feel reinvigorated again, and said proudly: "I was ninety-fifth last year, and I entered the top 100 with a mere sixth-order Qi training. Amazing!"

But here, Xinghe said that he missed a little. All rankings are inconsistent. There is a chance to be challenged once a month, and as for who will challenge, it depends on the individual's ability. Xinghe also went from the ninety-fifth place to break through the previous ranking - sixth!

The only one in the top ten who is a ninth-order Qi refining disciple is not strong.

In a year's time, many of the incumbent disciples may break through to the foundation building, or they may die outside doing tasks, so many positions are vacant, waiting for newcomers to fill them.

The hour had come, and the icy voice of the Lord of the Hall of Punishment rang in everyone's ears.

"Quiet!"

The Punishment Hall was the most feared place in the minds of all the disciples, and it was rumored that it was eerie and terrifying, full of punishment instruments, and it was simply like a Shura hell. Therefore, as the master of the Punishment Palace, as soon as he opened his mouth, all the disciples were quiet, and the huge martial arts arena was as quiet as if no one was there.

Ji Yunqing, the head of the sect, stood up, and said softly, in a gentle voice: "Today's inner disciple Dabi, I am very pleased, I am very relieved to see so many disciples able to grow up, but at the same time, I am also very relieved, but at the same time, I am ......."

Ji Yunqing is good at everything, but there are some Rory ramblings, a paragraph, I recently talked about two sticks of incense, plus all kinds of my own experience or something, it is simply unbearable. Didn't you see that the hall masters of the Punishment Hall next to him rolled their eyes, Yun Danqing fell asleep in despair.

"So, I announce that this year's Inner Disciple Dabi will start now. ”

Ji Yunqing finally finished speaking, and retreated to his place with a satisfied face, waiting quietly.

For so many years, in fact, the person who presided over the disciple Dabi has always been the Punishment Palace, so this year is no exception.

Chang Wu, the master of the Punishment Palace, walked out, floating in mid-air, with a calm and cold face, without a trace of expression at this time. Speaking of which, the people in the Hall of Punishment don't know why they like black robes, and even the law enforcement team is also a black robe. Moreover, according to the rules of the sect, the disciples of the Punishment Hall do not need to wear the standard robes of the sect.

"Up!"

Without saying a word, the position of all the elders hall masters was more than ten zhang high out of thin air, and the elders stood on it safely and steadily, without the slightest fluctuation, looking accustomed to it.

"Rise again!"

Ten earthen platforms with a radius of hundreds of zhang rose from the ground, and did not stop until the table was one zhang above the ground. Chang Wuxing waved his hand and performed another method, and each platform suddenly became extremely hard, and the bright reflection on the side could be seen.

But it didn't end there, Chang Wuxing waved his hand again, spilling out countless small copper pills, each only the size of a little finger. But it had settled, and the copper pill rose in the wind, instantly turning into a copper puppet the size of a normal monk, each holding a weapon in his hand, all different. All of them stood in front of each earthen platform, fighting in a haphazard manner.

All the inner disciples were forced to retreat nearly a hundred zhang away, but it didn't matter, there were still some leftovers in this place, and the big ones were very big.

Ji Yunqing looked at the excitement, and couldn't help but want to join in, and his eyes signaled that Chang Wuxing had been allowed for a long time. Originally, this matter was presided over by the Punishment Palace, and if the sect master wanted to intervene, he had to get the consent of the Punishment Hall Master before he could make changes to the level.

Laughing and stepping on the void, he said, "Haha, my sect disciple is so good...... Ahem, I'll add one more level! I hope that all the disciples will work hard to hit the level and get the results and rankings you want!"

The head of the sect, who originally wanted to make a long speech again, was glared at by Chang Wuxing and several other hall masters, so he could only give up this good opportunity to promote himself, and simply took out a broken mirror and threw it towards the middle of the puppet and the earth platform.

However, the palm-sized broken mirror split into ten in mid-air, and then it also grew in the wind, and when it landed, it had completely covered the earthen platform behind it. A huge mirror, like a wall, blocked the front of the earthen platform.

"Little ones, this mirror is not simple. Once you've beaten the first level, you'll know the mystery through the mirror. I can't tell you more, or I'll be in violation. ”

Ji Yunqing briefly explained the wonderful use of the mirror, and was "frightened" back by Chang Wuxing's eyes, and sat in the position of the head of the house depressedly, without saying a word, ending his plan to talk at length again.

Chang Wuxing was still standing in the void at the moment, looking at the disciples below with cold eyes, all the disciples were silent, quietly waiting for the rules of this year's competition.

Although it is once a year, the rules are not the same every year. For example, in the Xinghe period, there was no bronze man, no mirror at the most level, and the final earth platform, I don't know what to do now.

All these rules are the final say of the master of the temple of punishment.