"Qualifying Tournament, does this competition have any purpose?" Chu Qili was a little puzzled, and he couldn't figure out the purpose of this competition.

Zhao Zhi explained: "The competition is divided into qualifying and qualifying rounds. The qualifiers have no purpose of competition, but simply give young people who are new to the Soul Master a chance to show, and if they can pass, they will get some rewards from the Imperial City. ”

"In the future, the qualifying tournament will be competitive, and it will be a competition for the spirit master who has already passed the qualifying round to be promoted to the first order spirit master, because the imperial city will give a limited number of places every year, but there are not many, and the best will be admitted. Zhao Zhi continued, "The Imperial City provides a lot of resources to those who have passed the certification every year, so every time the competition is held, the Soul Masters will fight for their heads. ”

"I see, it seems that this resource should be very abundant. Chu Qili suddenly realized, this imperial city certification is tantamount to a kind of buying and investment, maybe one day a powerful spirit master will stand out from it, and he must also inherit the kindness of the imperial city at that time.

"Then Miss Zhao Zhi, I'll go out first to prepare some food for you two sisters. Miss Zhao Rou is very worried about you these days, so I won't disturb your sisters' reunion for the time being. Chu Hatli found that Zhao Rou on the side was very shy and shy, just looking at the corner, as if she was a little afraid of life.

Chu Qili came to Wan'er's residence, thinking that she could cook some food so that he could send it to the group of wounded. Wan'er felt that he hadn't rested since he rushed back to the tribe, so she offered to send him over directly. In the face of Wan'er's rare thoughtfulness, Chu Hali certainly would not refuse.

In the next two days, the remaining two male wounded also woke up one after another, and Chu Qili went to send them some wind wolf teeth to speed up the recovery from the trauma. Finally, on the fourth day, the three of them could go to the ground to carry out normal activities, and Zhao Rou almost cried happily when she saw that everyone recovered so quickly.

It was also on this day that Zhao Zhi proposed to return to the tribe. Outside the tribe, Chu Hate had already made up his mind to see a few people, and his suggestion that they cultivate for another two days was also politely refused.

The four young people were so stubborn, Chu Hatli asked helplessly, "Do you need us to send someone to escort you?"

Zhao Zhi, who was the leader, shook his head, "I was attacked by a strange beast before because I took the wrong path, and we won't make such a mistake again." ”

Zhao Zhi handed a few invitations to Chu Qili and said with a smile: "There is a lot of trouble in this matter, if you come to the Zhao tribe, we will definitely repay you!"

As he spoke, Zhao Zhi led a few people to bow fiercely to the Chu tribe and his party, and left in a hurry.

Seeing the four of them drift away, Chu Heli waved his hand, "Everyone go back to the tribe first, and then I will deliver the items I went out to buy to everyone's residence in the evening." The weather gradually cooled down, so I bought winter clothes and quilts for the big guys. ”

This news also made the clansmen present cheer and walk home with a smile.

After sending away the Zhao tribe and his party, Chu Qili was finally able to go to his house to hide and relax, and he hadn't had time to solve the auction items brought back from the Elixir Zhai.

The so-called "Giant Sword Non-Attack" was taken out of the storage ring, and the already not spacious earthen wall grass house was stuffed to the brim.

The things recorded in this "Tianbaojian" can be called an artifact, and it is not ridiculous and generous to forge a divine product with mortal fire? Fortunately, there is a hint of "Tianbaojian", otherwise this artifact will also be reduced to a pearl in the sea.

Chu Qili had already carefully studied the record of it in the "Heavenly Treasure Jian": If it is not an attacking sword, it will only stop fighting, but it will be virtuous! There is only one way to recognize the master: let this heavy sword take the initiative to admit itself.

"Thousands of years of cold iron, hot blood is soluble!" cut through the palm of his hand, and the blood continued to drip onto the pitted outer layer of the giant sword, Chu Qili put his other hand on it, and continued to inject source qi into it.

After touching a cup of tea, a large amount of blood and source qi were lost together, making Chu Geli gradually begin to feel a little dizzy. Suddenly, there was a trance in front of me, and it was pitch black, as if I had fainted.

Chu Qili struggled to get up, and at this moment he was already in a pitch-black space, only a black iron block stood in the distance, faintly emitting some light.

The iron block was dozens of zhang high, like the outline of a sword, different from ordinary long swords, the body was smooth and clean, and the sword body was sharp. The thick greatsword was surrounded by rust-like substance, and the gaps seemed to flow with lava, and the light came from here.

In the pitch-black space, an old voice came from all directions, "Destiny?"

The sudden sound startled Chu Hatli, and he frowned and wondered, "Who is here?"

"I am the spirit of non-attack. The old voice sounded again, "Destiny, I ask you, what is salvation?"

Chu Qili pondered for a while and replied: "Holding a bright lamp, illuminating the dark room for thousands of years!"

The old man's voice followed, and then asked, "Then what is a hero?"

Chu Qili laughed and said: "Establish a life for the living souls and open the peace of eternity! ”

Hearing this reply, the old voice also laughed: "Hahaha, good! What a savior, what a hero." What a savior hero!"

There was another trance in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, the objects in front of him alternated, and he was familiar with the earthen walls and grass houses. It's just that there is a pitch-black giant sword in front of him, which is exactly the same as what he saw in the pitch-black space, but it is much smaller.

The ground was also a mess, and the dark iron wrapped around the giant sword seemed to have really been dissolved, dripping on the ground and solidifying again, but the shape of these black irons after recasting was very neat, as if it were artificial. Several square iron plates were embedded in the ground, and Chu Hatli struggled to pull out one piece.

On the back of the iron plate, the handwriting engraved is quite free, and there are some humanoid drawings attached, and one move and one style should be some kind of sword skill. Thinking of this, Chu Qili was even more energetic, and hurriedly buckled out the remaining iron plates. Sure enough, the backs of the other iron plates also recorded sword skills.

"The artifact recognizes the master, and the host gets a thousand faith points reward!" In his mind, the sound of the system's reward came out again.

Obtain artifacts, as well as sword skills, and now the system also generously gives a thousand faith points reward. These are good news for Chu Geli. Before he could continue to be happy, Chu Qili found out the problem again, this Qi tall giant sword was not attacked, and he couldn't pick it up at all!

This pitch-black, ugly-looking iron lump is much heavier than it looks. With Chu Hat's second-order cultivation in the Mustard Seed Realm, coupled with the martial arts that focused on body refining, he could pick up four or five hundred catties of heavy objects without much effort, but this giant sword did not move at all.

"Damn, I don't believe it!" Chu Geli also became a little angry, spit on his hand, and clenched the pitted hilt of the sword with both hands, and his anger sank into the dantian, and Chu Geli shouted loudly. This giant sword was finally pulled up, and Chu Qili held it but did not have the strength to wield it.

In such an embarrassing situation, Chu Qili had no choice but to put the dozens of iron plates into the storage ring.

It was getting late, and Chu Heli thought about going to distribute the cotton clothes and quilts to the clansmen. After the station was transferred to the periphery of the tribe, Chu Qili didn't have much opportunity to go to the tribe to offer condolences one by one, and he had long wanted to see how the current living conditions of the clansmen were.

I washed and bandaged the wound on my hand casually. Chu Hatli pushed the door away, it was still early, and it should be the time to eat. In the darkness, the doors and windows of several rows of houses exude a dim light, but it is a little warm.

Chu Heli knocked on the door one by one to visit, the tribe was dominated by the elderly, and the old men were also very happy to see the arrival of the little leader, and they all meant to leave him for dinner.

Chu Hatli, who still had a lot of things to distribute, had no choice but to excuse himself, took out the cotton clothes and quilts and handed them to them, and the old people smiled when they received them: "I can't imagine that I am dozens of years old, and I can still receive new clothes." ”

Chu Heli asked the old people about their living conditions and diet.

Everyone was full of praise, and those elderly people who were difficult to move lived with middle-aged people and were well taken care of. As for the elderly people who can still take care of themselves, they all live in the same house, and they are not alone. On top of that, after migrating here, they no longer had enough to eat.

In this way, Chu Hate left the family to visit the door, distributed winter clothes and quilts, and asked about everyone's living conditions. Occasionally, when he came across a family with children, he would bring out small items purchased in the trade area to amuse them.

In the middle of the night, Chu Heli distributed the things to each household and stopped in front of Wan'er's room, "The last one." ”