"What are your current cultivations?" Leng Daoan's face was a little bad, and he asked in a deep voice. After all, the three of them had only been in retreat for three months.

The three of them first looked at Feng Guangtian, and Feng Guangtian pretended to be mysterious and said, "Hehe, I've improved slightly!" ”

Senior Brother Huang looked at everyone looking at him again, and said with a slightly red face: "I have cultivated another secret art!" ”

"Well, my cultivation has been fully restored!" Yi Hao saw everyone looking at him expectantly, and also said.

"During this time, you have been busy cultivating, and I am not idle!" Leng Daoan said in a low voice. Feng Guangtian and Yi Hao glanced at each other, and the two patted Leng Dao'an on the shoulder.

"I can see that your cultivation has not improved a bit, and you have even regressed a little! Brother......" Feng Guangtian's eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Leng Daoan and said. During these three months, Leng Daoan was not only responsible for preparing for the competition, but also overseeing all kinds of affairs in the room.

"Good news, bad news! Which one do you want to hear first? Leng Daoan looked at the three of them and said with some heaviness.

"Let's hear the bad news first!"

"Damn, is there any worse news than the current situation!" Feng Guangtian laughed, but his eyes were very heavy.

"According to reliable information, this time Ice Spirit Valley will send two miscellaneous disciples of the late stage of refining yuan to fight!" Leng Daoan's tone was a little low.

"What, two late refining yuan!" Feng Guangtian and Senior Brother Huang exclaimed almost at the same time. Yi Hao was not surprised by this, after all, Ice Spirit Valley challenged the gang with the power of a valley. They didn't directly choose three disciples from the late stage of refining to fight, so they thought they were a little despised by the guys.

If it weren't for his low qualifications, he would have become an inner disciple of the sect in the later stage of Lianyuan, or even a core disciple. These miscellaneous disciples were still able to enter the late stage of refining with poor qualifications, so you can imagine how hard they cultivated and how strong their true combat power was.

In fact, the sect knows that the inner disciples and some core disciples in the late stage of refining the Yuan Dynasty are not opponents of the miscellaneous disciples of the same realm if they only rely on cultivation.

"And what about the good news?" Yi Hao saw that everyone was in a heavy mood, so he diverted the topic and said.

"Oh, that's right, the elder of the outer courtyard said that if the gang room wins the Ice Spirit Valley this time, give the gang room a place for an inner disciple!" Leng Daoan's face flushed, and he stood up and said excitedly.

"What?" These words immediately made Yi Hao and the other three exclaim in unison.

"Really?" Feng Guangtian's voice trembled, he stood up suddenly, grabbed Leng Daoan's shoulder and said excitedly.

"Yes, it was the elder of the Gongfa Pavilion who told me personally." Leng Daoan's face was solemn, and he said with great certainty.

"Oh, if you win this time, choose one of the two of you, Senior Brother Yi and Senior Brother Huang, to enter the inner door!" Feng Guangtian was lonely in his eyes, and immediately clapped his hand and said.

"No!" Yi Hao and Senior Brother Huang got up and said immediately.

"If you win this time, you can only be the one who enters the inner door!" Yi Hao said firmly. Leng Daoan and Senior Brother Huang also nodded in agreement.

Feng Guangtian has been in the business for more than ten years, and has always treated the disciples like a brother. Even if there was a mouthful of demon beast soup in the room, he had never swallowed it by himself, and he distributed it to those disciples who needed it most.

Therefore, over the years, the disciples of the group have been very united, and all of them are cultivators in the middle stage of refining the Yuan, which is very rare in the outer courtyard.

"If Senior Brother Feng doesn't enter the inner gate, all the disciples won't agree." Leng Daoan then said in a firm tone.

Entering the inner gate is the goal that their miscellaneous disciples have been striving for. But in the face of morality, there are some things that cannot be taken. Besides, they don't have no chances, every three years Dabi is an opportunity, and Dabi is two years later!

But if Feng Guangtian gave up this opportunity to others, he might never have a chance again. The Sanyang Sect has a rule that miscellaneous disciples who are over thirty years old will be dismissed without reason.

Feng Guangtian was the oldest among all the disciples, but in fact, he only had more than a year to stay in the Sanyang Sect.

After more than a year, if he can't enter the inner gate, he will leave the Sanyang Sect and return to the secular world for the rest of his life. And this is an extremely cruel thing for a cultivator!

The test bench of the Sanyang Sect is located on the Ziyang Peak.

At this time, many miscellaneous disciples had gathered outside the competition platform, including some inner disciples and core disciples. And among these disciples, most of them are from the outer courtyard and the Ice Spirit Valley.

"Bet! Place your bets! A shout sounded outside the arena, immediately attracting countless disciples to flock to the onlookers.

"At present, the bet ratio of Ice Spirit Valley to the outer court is 10:1!"

"10:1, hurry up and place your bet!" A miscellaneous disciple shouted loudly.

"Oh, this senior brother bet five yuan stones! He bets on the outer court to win! ”

"Anything else you bet on?"

"We bet." Leng Daoan and Taishi Ziling came together, squeezed into the crowd, and handed a Yuan stone bag to the disciple who was betting.

"The outer court disciple has bet thirty yuan stones!" The disciple who bet shouted hoarsely, for fear that everyone would not hear.

"Oh, which side are you betting on?"

"Are we going to bet on Ice Spirit Valley to win?" Leng Daoan said coldly.

"That's, that's!" Seeing Leng Daoan say this, that disciple was not angry.

"The bet ratio is 8:1 right now."

"It's 8:1!" When everyone heard this, they all showed heart-warming expressions. Some disciples took out Yuanshi bets one after another, but they all bet on the Ice Spirit Valley to win.

"Well, now it's 10:1. If there are no more bets, we will stop! ”

"Slow, I'll bet a hundred yuan stones, and bet on Bingluo Valley to win!" Luo Shaofeng was dressed in blue, cranked a folding fan, and came to the betting place surrounded by a group of inner disciples. The folding fan in his hand is far more exquisite than the previous landscape fan, and it seems that it may be a yuan instrument. He took out a large bag of Yuan Shi from one of the disciples, looked at Leng Daoan and the other outer court disciples with contempt, and said loudly.

"Humph!" Leng Daoan and Taishi Ziling looked slightly stunned when they saw this, don't look over their heads and don't look at Luo Shaofeng and the others.

"I'll bet two hundred yuan stones, and I'll win in the outer courtyard!" A shout rang out from the periphery of the crowd. I saw Yi Hao holding a yuan stone bag in his hand, shouting and walking in. He didn't even look at Luo Shaofeng, and handed the Yuan stone directly to the disciple who was betting.

"You...... You, you will come out with five hundred yuan stones at once. When Luo Shaofeng heard this, his face changed instantly, and he pointed to the disciples next to him and said.

"Five hundred yuan stone! Bet on Ice Valley to win! Luo Shaofeng handed the Yuan Shi that he had just gathered to the betting disciple and looked at Yi Hao defiantly.

But Yi Hao didn't look at him, as if he treated him as air. Seeing this, Luo Shaofeng's face showed a vicious and ruthless color, and he whispered to the two miscellaneous disciples next to him. The two miscellaneous disciples looked at Yi Hao again, their eyes full of contempt and ferocity.