The participating disciples drew lots one by one, Xue Tong's eyes lit up, and when he saw Huang Qing, he touched out a lot without smiling.

"This thief is here too!" Xue Tong scolded secretly.

Except for Hong Tianyou, there were no acquaintances in the outer gate group, and Xue Tong's eyes naturally stayed on the miscellaneous servant group.

The promotion of miscellaneous servants to the outer gate, compared with the urgency of the outer gate to the inner door, is far more than the number of people who have signed up, but the competition is much less than the ring of the outer door martial arts.

Miscellaneous fights, often within a few moves to distinguish the winner and loser, soon ten battles, most of them knocked down with one punch and knocked over with one palm; Either the weapon flies into the sky and shouts to admit defeat, or the basic spell knocks you out of the ring and directly loses.

Xue Tong waited for Xiong Jing to play, paying attention to the movement on the other side with one ear.

There were bursts of applause from the outer disciples in the ring, and a man in green clothes of medium height in the ring, holding a Qingfeng sword, was facing a burly red-haired strong man.

The red-haired strong man held a mace in his hand, picked it up and smashed it violently, and the mace was mixed with the sound of breaking the air, and the force was amazing.

The Qingfeng sword of the man in Tsing Yi seemed to be thin, and it deftly swayed out cyan points of light, and the points of light actually absorbed all the strength of the mace, but the sword body made a buzzing sound, showing that the force received was close to the upper limit.

The people in Tsing Yi wandered around, no longer fighting head-on, and the red-haired man's moves did not change, just swung his mace violently, and fought harder than one move, without worrying about the lack of physical strength and mana under the opponent's attrition tactics.

The mace rolled up in the wind, and the circle became bigger and bigger, and the man in Tsing Yi was tired of dodging, gritting his teeth with an embarrassed face, his cuffs trembled slightly, and sixteen shadow arrows shot into the mace's wind circle.

"Bang bang!" The arrows shattered, scattering a large cloud of yellow-green dust.

"Poison! Is it allowed?"

"Allowed, as long as the antidote is provided in time, it is not fatal and disabling."

The red-haired man was suddenly gone, and the mace burst out of flames, like a lit torch, slamming down, and the gray-clothed man could not avoid it, and struggled to raise his sword to block.

The "click" Qingfeng sword was smashed alive, and the man in Tsing Yi rolled out, his face was as white as paper, and he covered his chest and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The Yanwutang who supervised the battle held high the command flag and announced loudly: "Lu Feihu wins!" ”

Lu Feihu opened his mouth and spit out a grape-sized pill, half of the white pill had turned black.

"I knew that someone would indiscriminately release poison!" Lu Feihu said proudly.

Xue Tong felt a pang in his heart, "The outer disciples who participated in the martial arts competition were all stronger in the later stage of the martial arts, and there were many benefits of watching the battle, which should not be underestimated. ”

……

Hong Tianyou!

Xue Tong, the boss of the original field, stepped into the ring with a blood-colored dragon pattern sword.

Xue Tong squeezed closer to watch the battle, and suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality, the four-foot long sword flowing with red fluorescence, emitting a slight mana fluctuation.

The magic weapon, the famous magic weapon in the immortal cultivation world, Xue Tong has seen it for the first time.

Magic weapons are made of spiritual materials, which are divided into primary, middle, upper and best magic weapons, and the higher ones are pseudo-treasures, magic weapons, earth-level magic weapons and heaven-level magic weapons.

Persona does not mention the treasures above the heaven-level magic weapon, but only briefly mentions that there are higher gods in the fairy world according to legend.

Magic weapons are similar to martial arts, playing the role of mana amplification and acceleration, and some types of magic weapons also have spell derivation and transformation functions.

The same mana and martial arts are used on an ordinary dragon pattern sword, and its power and speed are very different from those used on a magic weapon-level long sword, and the effect is completely different.

Hong Tianyou's opponent Wang Yuan jumped onto the stage, and after bowing his hand, he pulled out a turquoise bamboo cane, and the bamboo cane was lightly tapped, and several green light waves were entwined.

Hong Tianyou's dragon pattern sword brushed two swords, and the blood-colored sword blade cut off the light wave, and the sword light shook, slashing towards Wang Yuan's vital point.

Wang Yuan's green staff was provoked, dissolving the attack of the dragon pattern sword, chanting the magic trick in his mouth, and a black smoke rose, enveloping the two people on the stage.

Hong Tianyou's heart moved, and the whole person suddenly relaxed, his heart was full of fatigue, and he just wanted to take back the long sword and go back to his house to rest.

Hong Tianyou suddenly broke free from the illusion, regained his senses, and exhaled a long breath of white air, dispersing Wang Yuan's dark magic "Frustration Technique".

Both of them are masters of Xue Tong, and both of them have worked hard for more than ten years in the later stage of martial arts, and their accumulated Xuanmen techniques far exceed Xue Tong's, and the first grade magic weapon in their hands alone has cost nearly 10,000 spirit stones.

The three outer floors of the ring are full of spectators, a rare opportunity not to be missed.

The two of them have the same mana and martial arts, and they fell into a bitter battle, Hong Tianyou said something in his mouth, and a huge bone hand of Bai Sensen came out of the ring, with a fishy wind, and grabbed Wang Yuan fiercely!

"Wow, Senior Brother Hong's rotten bone hand is afraid that it has been practiced to the fifth layer."

"Wang Yuan is not easy to mess with, he is by no means an ordinary person, how could the first round of lottery draw them into a pair!"

The soles of Wang Yuan's feet slipped, floating away for a few feet, and a black wall of smoke surged up in front of him, and the rotten bones grabbed the smoke wall, no matter how hard they drilled and twisted, they always froze, unable to move forward, unable to advance again.

"It's a dark spell again, Senior Brother Wang's dark system is very strong, I bet on Senior Brother Wang to win."

Before the onlookers could speak, there was a huge change on the field.

A blood-colored sword light passed through, the black smoke wall collapsed and dispersed, Hong Tianyou sacrificed a killing move, his body almost tilted into a straight line and shot out, the dragon pattern sword blood was magnificent, and it pierced Wang Yuan's chest!

The head of the emerald green staff suddenly swelled several times, and the brilliance of the green scepter was blazing, and it collided violently with the sword.

The two of them have fought hard to reach the decisive juncture, and their mana is pouring out, trying their best.

In the rumbling, Hong Tianyou stood up straight, Wang Yuan took a few steps back with blood on his hands, Hong Tianyou's mana had a slight upper hand, Wang Yuan was in danger, and pushed flat with his mountain-destroying palm, but fortunately, Hong Tianyou's dragon pattern sword blade was already at the end of the crossbow, and it only pierced the palm of his hand, not the vital point.

"Wow, it's still Senior Brother Hong who won, but it was so dangerous just now, no matter how strong Senior Brother Hong is, won't Senior Brother Wang die with his chest pierced?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Hong Tianyou has already regained his strength at the moment when the dragon pattern sword touched his palm, how can he mix it up if he doesn't have this ability."

The seventeen martial arts competitions at the outer gate were over, and the thirty-six competitions of the miscellaneous team were completed faster and earlier, among which Xiong Jing knocked down the opponent with two heavy punches, and Peng Tai used the wind blade technique to cut a person's scalp, which frightened the opponent and immediately begged for mercy.

Huang Qing held two bright silver ring short knives and cut the opponent's Tsing Yi to pieces, obviously gaining the upper hand, and the opponent was also refreshing and generously admitting defeat.

……

The crowd in the middle of the mountain basically dispersed, Xue Tong watched the battle for a day, felt a lot, and was about to return to his house to practice, but heard someone behind him calling him.

Xue Tong turned his head and saw that it was Wei Geng!

"Uncle Wei!"

"Well, I haven't seen you in a year, and it seems to be in good shape." Wei Geng looked Xue Tong up and down and said.

Xue Tong hurriedly said: "Thanks to Uncle Wei's blessing, he will be able to get by." Uncle Wei is looking for me, just pass on the sound, it won't be on purpose. ”

"I'll take a look at the martial arts event, see you thoughtfully, and talk to you a few words." Wei Geng's expression was leisurely, as if he had seen a junior, and he was moved.

"Yes, the disciple watched the competition in the outer door, and he felt a lot in his heart." Xue Tong said.

"Come, come, walk on the mountain road." Wei Geng greeted.

The two walked on the winding mountain road of Chijin Peak, chatting while walking.

Wei Geng asked, "The winner of the martial arts competition entered the inner gate, what about the future?" Have you ever thought about it?"

Xue Tong was stunned for a moment, not knowing the meaning of Wei Geng's question, and said, "Brother... The disciples couldn't even participate in the martial arts, and the future of the inner disciples..., I really didn't think about it. ”

"Well, ten people are promoted every three years, counting those who are promoted by points, have you ever calculated, over the past thousand years, how many inner disciples are there in this sect?" Wei Geng asked.

Xue Tong was immediately dumbfounded, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to take out the words from the Persona and prevaricate: "If the martial disciples can't break through to the acquired realm, the ancient Fahai will gradually age, and the mana will be lost, and it will slowly become no different from ordinary people."

"I still know a little, in fact, there are about three hundred inner disciples in this sect, and very few can ascend to the day after tomorrow, and there are only three or four people every year."

"So little?" Xue Tong could hardly believe it.

"Those aging inner disciples, there is no hope of upgrading, and a few will leave the sect, say goodbye to the old and return to their hometowns, enjoy thirty or fifty years of family life, and finally return to dust like ordinary people." Wei Geng didn't answer Xue Tong's question, and said to himself.

"Those who stay all sharpen their heads to compete for the Tiancheng Pill in order to prolong their journey of cultivating immortals."

"In the middle stage of the martial apprentice, the yang life span can be increased by ten years, the peak of the martial artist can live to one hundred and five, the day after tomorrow can be increased to more than two hundred years old, the congenital peak life span is about five hundred, and after that, every time a major realm is mentioned, the yang life span will be doubled."

After Wei Geng finished speaking, Xue Daodao: "The disciple knows a little about cultivating martial arts to increase longevity, and the Heavenly Realm needs to be helped by Tiancheng Dan." As its name suggests, Tiancheng Dan is the meaning of the acquired realm coming true. ”

Wei Geng nodded and said, "Tiancheng Yidan, refined with rare seven-flavor medicinal materials, the probability of breaking the level of the Heavenly Realm is as high as sixty percent!"

"Sixty percent!" Xue Tong's eyes widened, and the odds of being terrifying were unimaginable.

"Hehe, two of the elixirs, speaking of which, the yield of the Weikui Secret Realm is the highest, but there are quite a lot of restrictions in that secret realm, and only martial apprentice disciples can teleport into it."

"Why?"

"The reason is unknown, it should be that some kind of mysterious prohibition of the portal is in effect, and the martial artists of the higher realms cannot pass through the passage to reach the secret realm."

"The secret realm, also known as the enchantment, is a very special spatial form, which is mostly formed during the construction of heaven and earth, and some areas are closed by the power of creation and sealed in ordinary space, and there are channels between the two."

Wei Geng saw that Xue Tong looked ignorant, and continued: "For example, the space inside the bubble is like a secret realm, and the water outside is an ordinary world."

"The secret realm originates from the law of space attributes, the law of space is broad and profound, and it is extremely mysterious, I have very little understanding, so I can only explain this." Wei Geng said.

"Well, the disciple just needs to remember the blisters." Xue Tong said with a smile.

"The entrance of the Weikui Secret Realm is nine hundred miles away from Chijin Peak, and when it comes to Weikui, we need to start with the four major immortal cultivation sects of Jiayuan Kingdom."

Wei Geng's expression became more and more serious, and Xue Tong couldn't help but be shocked, Wei Geng was slowly unfolding an unheard-of grand immortal cultivation world in front of him.