Chapter 135: The Ring

The reason why he changed his mind was because he wanted to make himself famous first, get in touch with more people who were able to reach the level, and then assign some of the subordinates who were teleported out to disperse the intensity of penetration as much as possible.

And the specifications of this alchemy conference are relatively high, and if there is no decent master to lead, you don't even have the qualifications to get started. Now it is just right that if there is a battle with Huang Kaidao, you can easily enter the arena.

Chi Zhan Huang was stunned by what he said, and then looked at his expression, he was really a little uncertain.

However, a miscellaneous spirit root can be cultivated like this, and he really can't help but believe it.

"Okay, if you really practice the Great Returning Pill, I will pass on another spiritual skill to you!"

Chi Zhan Huang obviously didn't believe it.

Xia Xian said: "You said just now, as long as I can practice the Zhantian style to a small success within three months, you will reward me with a spiritual skill, I don't know if this sentence counts?"

Chi Zhan Huang smiled: "Of course!"

"That, Master, I'll go back to cultivation first. ”

Thinking that Chi Zhan Huang was tricked by him again, Xia Xian was very excited in his heart. However, he can't be blamed for playing these careful thoughts, since he can't enter the core layer, he can't get in touch with the core exercises of the Shenglong Dao. And after this cheap master learned that his spiritual root value was a miscellaneous spiritual root, although he didn't say it, he obviously didn't take him very seriously, and he could deduce this conclusion from the content of what he said.

Of course, the true dragon diagram can't help but be jealous, as long as the requirements of the inner disciples are met, you can see this true dragon diagram engraved on the huge stone tablet. It's just that if you want to participate in enlightenment, you have to rely on your own ability, and it is too difficult to realize it without the guidance of the master in the real sense.

Flying on a skateboard, Xia Xian didn't forget to check his field of vision to see if Chi Zhan Huang followed.

Sure enough, at the moment of stepping into the cave. Huang Zhan Huang stepped into the void, standing on a hill fifty miles away, looking in his direction.

Fifty miles was the limit of Jindan's peak line of sight, and he stood there thinking that Xia Xian would never be able to see it.

And when he entered the cave, Xia Xian saw his slightly slumped body. There was a sudden touch in my heart, and in another 20 years, this old man will really pass away.

In any case, he can be regarded as the master who has really passed on his exercises in this world.

"Artificial intelligence, is there a way to raise the level of Huang Xiu of Chi Zhan?"

After thinking about it, Xia Xian casually asked the artificial intelligence.

The AI replied, "Major, with your current abilities, there is only one way to do it, and that is to build a genetic repair chamber first and change his physical aptitude attributes. ”

Xia Xian was pleasantly surprised. I didn't expect him to just try it casually, and he could get a method. And listening to the tone of the artificial intelligence, there is more than one way, as long as his military rank and cultivation go up, it seems that there should be at least other methods.

He knew that after the transmission of the Molten Liquid, this gene repair bin would be upgraded, and it could not only repair wounds. It can also increase the value of people's spiritual roots.

Even with the gene repair chamber, of course. He also has to have the ability to refine the molten liquid, otherwise the gene repair warehouse will become an ornament. However, the Molten Liquid is not so easy to refine, and even the artificial intelligence has not been able to crack the mysterious poison for the time being, and it may be even more difficult for him to crack it in reality.

Chi Zhan Huang actually has 20 years to live, and if these 20 years continue to develop normally, Xia Xian feels that he can soar. It is probably not a problem to save someone.

A few days later, looking at Ji Hongling's surging vitality again, Xia Xian felt a little sad.

His spiritual power at this time is 2500, but he controls a Schneider who is at the peak of the Jindan stage, and Ji Yu who is still growing. plus this Ji Hongling, who is bound to return to the top. This mental power is dwarfed.

Schneider is okay, he already knows the bottom line, and even if his cultivation rises again in the future, it will only occupy 900 points of spiritual power space. And how much Ji Yu and Ji Hongling are, he really doesn't know.

Therefore, when Ji Hongling and Ji Yu were pushing his head to the limit, he decisively spent all his time in the seventh training camp.

The mountain gate where the headquarters of Shoryudo is located.

What was once a quiet place is now buzzing with people.

The huge playing platform is located in the basin, surrounded by hills and peaks, with seats, viewing platforms or pavilions on top of it, and can accommodate at least a hundred thousand people.

The children who came in to see it were just starting out, and they had to be qualified to build the foundation, so even if they were a few hundred meters away, they could see clearly the battle between the two sides in the basin.

There were also seats around the stands, but there were some elders in the door or people participating in the game.

Monthly, Quarter, and Annual Tournaments are regular competitions.

Through these competitions, many potential people will be discovered and seriously cultivated. The winner of the match will receive an additional part of the contribution point in addition to taking away the opponent's contribution points.

Of course, in addition to being used as a challenge, it is also a venue for various Dan Races, Battle Talisman Races, and Refining Tournaments.

The five-year, ten-year, fifty-year, and centennial competitions belong to the competition.

In particular, events that coincide with integer numbers will attract a large number of spectators. Many of the Ascending Dragon Dao disciples who had devoted themselves to cultivation in various parts of the continent or who had held important positions in the empire would come from far and wide. On such occasions, there is often an extremely large gambling game, in which not only the participating disciples will receive a large amount of contribution points, but also a 10% commission from the gambling funds as a reward.

This month, it happens to be the 10th year event.

The race was the same as in previous years, one day and one night, exactly twelve hours.

At this time, the game had been going on for several hours since the sub-hour.

The fighting that the monk saw was actually very fast, completely different from ordinary warriors. The stronger the strength, the greater the attack power, and the means of attack are numerous. They often see the result after a few breaths, and even see the winner with one move, and they can divide life and death in one way.

So, by now, there have been a lot of people on the field.

"Third uncle, doesn't that kid dare to come?"

Bai Blade sat under the stage, his eyes patrolling around the stands, talking to Bai Mang.

Bai Mang said: "Don't worry, it's only been three hours, wait until I solve Mo Youtian first!"

"The next group of contestants is ready to play!"

At this time, the winner was divided on the stage, and a deacon who presided over the event began to sing.

Bai Mang stood up, tidied up the white robe on his body a little, and walked up to the stands with a few strides in the void.

The jade-faced white shirt looked fluttering in the mountain breeze, which provoked the female disciples who didn't know to even scream.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Youtian also fell on the stage, looking at Bai Mang ten meters apart.

As soon as the deacon turned over his palm, he looked at Mo Youtian's body, and reported in his mouth: "Core disciple Mo Youtian, bone age is 28, cultivation is the peak of soul fusion, spiritual root value is 86, and spiritual power is 240. ”

Then he shone on Bai Mang's body and sang: "Core disciple Bai Mang, bone age 28, cultivation is in the early stage of Jindan, spiritual root value is 86, and spiritual power is 300. ”

"The Melting Spirit Period accepts the Jindan Period to make an appointment, and bet 1,000 contribution points each. 2,000 points will be awarded for winning in the Golden Pill Period, and 4,000 points will be awarded for winning in the Melting Period. The gambling funds will be calculated separately after the match. Both sides rely on their own abilities and do their best, unless one side takes the initiative to admit defeat, life and death do not matter, the game begins!"

The deacon received the mirror and announced the system of rewards and punishments for the competition as usual.

The more big the gate, the more brutal the game. If it weren't a real life-and-death fight, the competition would be better for them to improve their cultivation than to fight with demon beasts. Moreover, if it is not a real life-and-death duel, the spectacle of the game is much smaller, and not every game can attract tens of thousands of spectators.

"Mo Youtian, if you admit defeat this time, I don't mind letting you go!"

Bai Mang held his hands behind his back and raised his chin slightly, as if he was a strong man.

"Let's fight!"

Mo Youtian shouted coldly, grabbed a step forward, and his hands spilled out the palm shadows in the sky, covering them layer upon layer.

Bai Mang's body flickered, and he got out of the range covered by the palm in three or two strokes, and the momentum on his body changed suddenly, and the coercion of Canglong going to sea broke out instantly.

Mo Youtian was prepared early, and he flew back when the Tianxing palm was useless, and when he was one hundred and ten meters away, he already had an extra spirit soldier sword in his hand.

"Bang!"

A cloud of energy aurora burst out, and in the blink of an eye, it shot in front of Bai Mang.

Bai Mang was forced to interrupt the next Qinglong probe claw killing move, and his thoughts moved slightly, and a layer of misty golden light suddenly emitted from the surface of the golden pill, blocking all the aurora.

And Mo Youtian didn't expect to hurt him, his body attacked close to him at this moment, and as soon as he struck, Jian Gang hit him three times in a row.

Hohoo ho!

Bai Mang was forced to be a little embarrassed, and he turned his body several times in a row to avoid it, and suddenly there was a spirit rune in his hand, slapped it on his body, and shouted: "You also look at my style!"

His comprehension of the dragon going to sea is still incomplete, and it takes one or two breaths to condense the momentum before using it. Therefore, Mo Youtian saw his shortcomings early, so that he could not give full play to the advantages of cultivation.

However, the difference in the great realm is difficult to make up, and it is difficult to maintain a temporary advantage, after blessing the vajra talisman, Bai Mang ignored the opponent's attack at all, and launched a very fierce offensive. Seeing that Mo Youtian was forced to stumble, he finally showed a smug smile on his face.

How many times has he been pressed by Mo Youtian, and this time, he finally vented his anger!

Inside the cave, Xia Xian was still in the main cultivation room.

"The battle heaven style has been completed, and the mountain cone has also been completed. ”

He looked at the cultivation items on the virtual curtain wall and was a little entangled. Below the broken cone is the same fire.

You can see what is going on at a glance of this name, which is also the sad place of the colorful pheasant as a branch of the Phoenix family.

The phoenix is born noble, it is a divine beast immortal species, and its natal spiritual skill is to be reborn from the fire, and it is said that after being reborn nine times in a lifetime, it can fly to the fairy world. (To be continued......)