Soon, Sun Li returned to the cave and, as before, began refining the elixir according to the gray-haired old man's instructions. As a result, just when he had just finished refining the first pill, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from the mouth of the cave, Sun Li heard the sound and looked, and then saw the gray-haired old man who had been away for several days walked in.

Walking to the corner of the cave, the gray-haired old man unloaded the medicine basket from his back, and in the process, he suddenly asked, "Now that you are refining medicine pills, there should be more than eighty percent chance that the quality is perfect, right?"

Sun Li was slightly stunned, naturally knowing that he was asking himself, so he nodded while putting the refined medicine into the porcelain bottle: "Yes." ”

When the old man heard this, he gave an expressionless "um", didn't say anything, and walked directly to the compartment in the depths of the cave, which made Sun Lihao stunned.

But Sun Li didn't think much about it, watching the old man's figure disappear from sight, shrugged his shoulders, and directly began refining the next pill.

One tripod, two tripods, three tripods......

After a few hours, Sun Li finally completed the task set by the old man. Then he carefully put away the last pill he had refined, turned around and walked towards the compartment in his cave, ready to take a rest to deal with the big battle with Ouyang Moyan tomorrow.

But at this time, what Sun Li didn't expect was that the gray-haired old man suddenly walked out of the cubicle again, couldn't help but stop and look over, and asked with a little doubt, "Elder, ...... you?"

"It's not a big deal, but I suddenly remembered that I once heard others say that your ranking in the same sect competition this time is not bad, and now you are in the top eight, right?"

"Yes. Sun Li nodded, raised his head and continued to look at the gray-haired old man, knowing that the other party would not say this for no reason, and there must be a follow-up.

Sure enough, the next moment, I saw the gray-haired old man muttering for a moment and said, "The top eight are already very good, and the competition with the same sect is not over yet, you may still achieve better results." So, as Master, I am ready to reward you. ”

"Reward?" Sun Li's eyes flashed slightly.

"Yes, it's a reward. The gray-haired old man nodded, "Wait until tomorrow when you finish the battle, and I'll give you the reward, whether you win or lose." ”

"Yes. Sun Li said seriously.

But the gray-haired old man suddenly looked over and frowned slightly, "What, aren't you curious about what the reward is?"

The disciple was indeed curious, but the elder didn't say anything, and the disciple didn't dare to take the liberty of asking. ”

"That's it. The gray-haired old man nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the compartment deep in the cave again, "That's fine, you'll know tomorrow anyway." ”

"Yes. Sun Li bowed deeply to the old man, stood up straight after half a ring, and walked back to his cubicle.

To be honest, Sun Li didn't know what the gray-haired old man had in mind, and it was precisely because of this that he couldn't resist his curiosity and didn't ask what the reward was. After all, the most important thing for me now is tomorrow's battle, in case you ask, it's not good to ask what happened, although the gray-haired old man can't harm himself, but it's better to prevent it from happening.

But what exactly did the gray-haired old man say?

Sun Li thought so, and then lay down on the stone bed in the compartment and fell asleep.

Sleep until dawn.

On the 22nd of July, the eighth day of the Great Ratio of the Tongzong, it was sunny and there was a light breeze.

On the green water peak of Jinhua Mountain, it has been so lively that it is almost boiling, and when you stand at random, all you pour into your ears are noisy human voices.

Sun Li walked into the venue under such circumstances, and as soon as he entered, he immediately felt two powerful people looking towards him.

Sun Li looked back and saw that it was the two elders in Jinhua Mountain, the third elder Li Kongjie and the fourth elder Pang Tianhua. Obviously, today it was the two of them who replaced Second Elder Xue Ku to guard the venue of the battle to prevent accidents from happening.

Sun Li bowed lightly to the two of them, which was regarded as a disciple salute, and then under the gaze of the two, he turned around and walked to the wooden platform on the side.

At this time, the recorder had already read out his name, "Platform 3, to the station Sun Li and Ouyang Moyan." ”

Ouyang Mo Yan!

Sun Li climbed onto the wooden platform, took a deep breath, looked at the people on the other side, and then saw the other party's shape that had never changed: Qingyun boots, bronze face, indigo robe, Longquan sword.

"Da Da Da", the sound of footsteps sounded, Ouyang Mo Yan slowly stepped onto the stage, and immediately the shouts of the mountains roaring and the tsunami and the earth shaking the mountains sounded, "Senior Brother Ouyang will win, Senior Brother Ouyang will win!"

For a while, the No. 6 wooden platform gathered the eyes of thousands of people in the entire venue, which shows that the people who support Ouyang Moyan are simply inversely proportional to the number of people he speaks!

Ouyang Moyan was a little surprised, and Sun Li was also a little stunned, he didn't expect this to happen, but soon both of them regained their calm. Then Sun Li spoke first, looked at Ouyang Moyan, and said seriously: "Please advise." ”

Ouyang Moyan didn't speak, just nodded his head lightly to indicate that he heard it, and then directly drew his sword out of the sheath, pointed obliquely at the ground, and quickly rushed over.

This is Ouyang Moyan! Although he didn't answer, his body movements had already made the best answer.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Ouyang Moyan rushed quickly, the speed became faster and faster, and in the end, he directly pulled out the remnant of the Dao Dao, and then slashed out with a sword swing of "brush", and the place where he fell was where Sun Li was.

Sun Li's eyes flashed slightly, he didn't say much, he swung the same sword and slashed out, and then there was a "bang" sound, and when he caught Ouyang Moyan's blow, he felt his arms shake slightly.

And that's just the beginning.

Ouyang Moyan couldn't succeed in one blow, and the subsequent attacks immediately came up one after another, continuously attacking, Sun Li didn't dare to be careless, and responded with all his might, and for a while, the sound of gold and stone resonated in one place.

Then, the sound stopped suddenly, and the figures of Sun Li and Ouyang Moyan suddenly separated, opening a relatively safe distance, guarding each other.

Ouyang Moyan's face was a little solemn, and Sun Li was secretly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Ouyang Moyan's swordsmanship to be so fast, if he wasn't careful, he would fall behind.

But if it's just fast......

Sun Li's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he glanced at Ouyang Moyan, just in time to meet the other party's gaze, and the four looked at each other for a moment, and the next moment, the battle started again.

Sun Li rushed out fearlessly, the vitality in his body surged, the long sword slashed through the air, and then the sword speed increased suddenly!

"Sunflower Treasure Book"!

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken. Instantly cut the people, and the white bones give birth to flowers. Quartet Universe, who says that it is immortal? Ten thousand years of spring and autumn, Jin Kui is killed!

"Sunflower Treasure Book" First Hundred Flower Seeds!

"Sunflower Treasure Book" Part 2 - Phantom Flower Kill!

"Sunflower Treasure Book" Third Stage: Demon Flower Kill!

"Brush, brush, brush", I saw one after another of various flowers appear and solidify in the air, and then turn into a heavy attack towards Ouyang Mo Yan.

For a time, the vitality was agitated, the cold qi was surging, the murderous aura was overflowing, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal.

A flower withers, a flower is prosperous, and the withering glory is impermanent, all of which are killing.

Once born, once destroyed, when the cycle of birth and death is born, there is endless cold.