In the Longyuan Palace on the top of the snow-capped mountain, the Longying Palace, which can accommodate thousands of people, is full of guests, noisy and extraordinary, and the square outside the hall is also crowded.

This Lingwu competition was played by Shen Conglong, the first master of the Spirit Seeking List, against the spiritual cultivators of the Honglin School, which was far from comparable to previous years, and people with good deeds deliberately gave a name, calling this competition the Peerless Lingwu Competition.

The realm of unparalleled spiritual creatures, which is rare to see in a hundred years, has caused a sensation in most of the green forest.

In the room where the smell of wine was filling, Lingchuan crossed his knees on the bed and took out a piece of red leaves with dense black spots on the surface from the package.

The toxicity of red leaves varies, the more black spots, the stronger the toxicity, like this palm-sized red leaf, there are nearly 100 spots on it, and the toxicity is several times that of the rehmannia fruit eaten before!

For most spiritual cultivators who have attained the calamity of consummation, the limit of cultivation is that the speed is thirty times that of ordinary people, the strength and sense of the world are about ten times, and they can induce fifty heaven and earth auras at one time.

Now, in Lingchuan's sea awareness space, the longest Yin Xuan Spirit Root is still nearly an inch away from the ground...... Although not yet a single spiritual root was able to enter the ground to build roots, with the advantage of nine spiritual roots, his cultivation had reached the limit of the consummation of ordinary spiritual cultivators.

As long as he can have a spiritual root into the ground, he will be able to make another breakthrough and cultivate to the second realm that is directly comparable to the eyes of ordinary spiritual cultivators!

If this piece of Hundred Spotted Red still can't help him break through, he will have almost no chance of winning in the Peerless Spirit Martial Competition.

Because this is already the last poison in Lingchuan's package that has a stimulating effect on its liver and kidneys......

He looked at the 'heavy' red leaves in his hand, sighed, and swallowed them with a wry smile.

The poison spread extremely quickly, and in less than a minute, the liver reacted and worked quickly! The poison invaded the body, but Ling Chuan only frowned, because he had swallowed too much poison, and his body was already numb......

Taking advantage of the onset of toxicity, Lingchuan grabbed the wine jar, drank a few large sips of wine, and then closed his eyes and practiced refining.

For two days, apart from wine and poison, he did not touch a single sip of anything on the side. At this time, his liver and kidneys were already jet black, and even the urine he spilled was dark red.

Lingchuan couldn't hold back, got up and stood for a few minutes before he urinated, "Damn, don't break the kidneys......"

He looked at the faintly red liquid in the night pot, and his tone was a little worried, but he immediately shook his body, "This is the body of a spiritual cultivator, how can it be broken so easily!"

The light through the panes gradually perpendicular, and the shadows of the window edges become shorter and shorter. Noon is approaching, and Palace Lord Shen's birthday banquet is about to begin......

Lingchuan put on the cloak of the spirit plant, and looked at himself in the jade mirror with a godless gaze, his hair was greasy, his complexion was dark yellow, and his back was bent.

"Hehe, the more you live, the more delicate you are......"

Lingchuan laughed at himself, and combed all the hair on his forehead with his hand, which looked like a big back with hair oil.

He heard someone approaching his room, and without waiting for a knock, he opened the door and walked out.

The little guy at the door just raised his hand and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Lead the way~" Lingchuan took the initiative to speak.

As he walked, he tried his best to refine the Yin Qi in the wine. Now, not a single second of time can be wasted......

After a short time, Lingchuan walked to the square in front of the Longying Palace.

"Spiritual monk has arrived, everyone is convenient!"

With the shout of the little guy, the crowd of people who were rubbing shoulders turned back one after another, making way for a path and looking at Lingchuan.

Lingchuan lowered his head slightly, not making eye contact with anyone. Most of the people in the field are from the green forest, and even if no one says it explicitly, no one will be in the same camp as him, and no one will want him to win.

"What a big wine!"

"Why does this smell like a flower child?"

"Spiritual, how can you be so depressed and weak?"

Lingchuan walked in the crowd, and some people whispered.

"Brother Ye, please take a seat!"

As soon as he walked into the Longying Palace, Shen Conglong, who was sitting at the head, pointed to the seat not far away and shouted.

In an instant, the noisy hall fell silent, and all eyes were focused on the emaciated young man at the door.

Lingchuan smiled and arched his hand, "Thank you to Palace Master Shen, I am young and have little qualifications, so it is inconvenient to sit on the upper seat." As he spoke, he looked around at the scattered seats under the high platform.

On the high platform in front of the main hall, in addition to the seat of the Shen Palace Lord in the center, there are three seats on the left and right, except for the vacant one, the remaining five seats are already seated.

Lingchuan excused himself and did not step forward to take a seat, not because he was pretentious, but because the banquets on the high platform were all small wine pots, which held half a catty of wine at most, and on the round table below, there were wine jars......

"Brother Ye humbled himself, but he also asked the spiritual monk to take care of himself. Shen Conglong responded with a smile.

"Hehe, spiritual monk, sit here, sit here!"

At this time, a short middle-aged man with a big belly, with a smile on his face, spoke, he got up in a hurry, and his big belly was still swaying up and down.

"Thank you, big brother, but I'll sit here nearby!" Ling Chuan politely refused, and walked to a remote seat at the end. There are few people in this place, so he can avoid being disturbed by drinking.

"It's almost messy, and it's a gray nose, right?" the rest of the people who were sitting at the table with the big belly sneered.

"Hmph, use your care! you want me to set it for you, but I won't put it on you......."

"Ahem~" Shen Conglong got up and cleared his throat, and said: "Today is Shen's 80th birthday, old and not dead, it's a person like me, hehe......"

"I, Shen, am in the green forest, although I have a place, but I don't have such a big face, so I can let so many colleagues come to live with me. Most of you must have come here for the Spirit Martial Competition, right?"

"In that case, I owe a debt of gratitude. Shen Conglong said, raising his glass to the seat where Lingchuan was sitting, "No matter what, you are a guest when you come!

Shen Conglong said, raising his head and drinking the wine in the cup.

"I wish the Lord of the Shen Palace a life higher than the sky and a blessing deeper than the sea!"

Immediately afterwards, thousands of people in the hall raised their glasses to toast. Although the people in the square outside the hall were not allowed to sit at the table, many of them had wine glasses in their hands.

Everyone else drinks with a wine glass, but Lingchuan directly uses a wine jar.

When Shen Conglong spoke, the five people who were sitting with him were all smoked away by the stench on his body. Lingchuan had no scruples at his own table, and he seemed a little out of place among everyone.

After a round of drinking, Shen Conglong began to introduce the guests seated, first the five people on the high platform, and then the dozens of people at the front of the seats......

The five people on the high platform are all in the top 20 on the spirit search list, and most of the others are seated according to their ranks, and the higher the seats, the higher the ranking.

Shen Conglong took nearly half an hour to introduce dozens of people and stopped, there were too many guests, and there was no time to introduce them one by one.

However, listening to his introduction, it can be seen that under the rule of the Three Emperors and Five Kings, nearly half of the top 100 masters on the spirit search list have come.

After Shen Conglong said a few polite words, he opened the banquet, and one after another beautifully made dishes were brought into the main hall.

Lingchuan was expressionless, did not move chopsticks, but asked for another jar of wine.

After more than two hours, there were gradually people outside the hall who coaxed, "When will the Lingwu competition start?"

"It's just, are you still fighting?"

"If you don't start again, it'll be dark!"

Shen Conglong put down his wine glass and looked at Lingchuan with a smile, "Brother Ye, have you eaten well?"