Chapter 243: Sword Spirit Seed

The inferior counties, middle imperial states, and upper empires of Tianhuo Ridge will all send a large number of Tianjiao to participate in the True Dragon Temple this time, taking the opportunity to develop their own forces.

As time passes, slowly.

The Tianjiao of the superior empire was successively taken to the Northern Capital Martial Hall by the Xuanzi Elder and the Huangzi Elder and stationed outside the hall.

The lower and middle imperial states were also stationed in the palace, but the difference was that they were very far apart, apparently, to prevent riots between them.

The spirit master who can come to participate in the competition and assessment of the True Dragon Temple must be the Tianjiao of each county.

Therefore, the True Dragon Temple naturally wants them to maintain a good state before the competition.

Chen Wushu glanced around and said, "Among the inferior counties, middle imperial states, and upper empires in Tianhuo Ridge, only the upper ones are the most powerful, and the lower counties are often the targets of bullying by the upper empires and middle imperial states, and land reparations, county lords and relatives are all common things. ”

"Therefore, among the spirit generals who can come to participate in the True Dragon Temple's competition and assessment, sixty percent are from the Upper Empire, thirty percent from the Middle Imperial Counties, and ten percent from the Lower Counties. ”

Hearing Chen Wudi's words, Xiao Fan also looked thoughtfully at the number of spirit generals in the Northern Capital Martial Palace.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

The number of spirit generals in the entire Northern Capital Martial Palace, to say the least, is about 1,000 people, all of them are the three spirit generals of the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Any spirit general here, when he gets Tianhuo Ridge, he is like a heavenly arrogance.

At this time, Xiao Fan's face was filled with a trace of doubt, and he immediately asked: "The spirit generals in the Northern Capital Martial Palace seem to be the spirit generals of the upper empire, the middle imperial state, and the lower imperial kingdom in the Lingnan region. ”

"Hmm. ”

Chen Wushu smiled and said, "Your Highness Xiao Fan, do you want to say where are the spirit generals in other regions of Tianhuo Ridge?"

"Yes. ”

Xiao Fan responded.

"Tianhuo Ridge, divided into North Ridge, South Ridge, Middle Ridge, East Ridge, West Ridge, inferior counties, middle imperial kingdoms, and superior empires are distributed in the five mountains, at the same time, the True Dragon Temple also has the North Capital Martial Palace, the Southern Capital Martial Palace, the Central Capital Martial Palace, the Eastern Capital Martial Palace, and the West Capital Martial Palace, each martial palace has a hall master, and has the power of life and death, the five martial halls are separated, and they are connected to each other. ”

"Therefore, we can only enter the Northern Capital Martial Hall and become the outer disciples of the Northern Capital Martial Palace. ”

"If you want to become an outer disciple of the Northern Capital Martial Palace, you must cultivate to the Huangyuan Realm, because only in this way can you be qualified to compete with the inner disciples of the other four great martial halls. ”

"Otherwise, you won't even be qualified to challenge. ”

When Xiao Fan heard this, he was also a slight point.

Immediately, he began to take advantage of the cultivation environment in the Martial Palace, and cultivated in the Martial Hall for an hour, which was equivalent to one day of cultivation in the outside world, and no one would give up such an opportunity.

Boom.

He sat cross-legged, running the Qiankun Holy Dragon Sutra, mobilizing the spiritual energy, and devouring the spiritual energy in the Martial Palace.

Wow!

One after another, at this time, there was a reversal, and they all converged towards Xiao Fan, like a wave of qi that shot up.

Suddenly, his gaze stayed on a poem on the stele behind the statue of Emperor Wu in the hall.

When autumn comes, on the eighth day of September, my sword will come to kill thousands of miles.

Soaring into danger and fighting the Blue Emperor, the city is full of golden armor.

Xiao Fan looked at this poem, twenty-eight sword carved characters, and obviously felt the mysterious sword spirit aura, diffuse, and even had a trace of connection with his divine soul.

"This time, with the help of the sword spirit breath, you can comprehend the sword heart and cultivate the sword spirit seed. ”