There is no time for cultivation, and time is just a snap of a finger for monks.

In the blink of an eye, there are only three months left before the sect Dabi.

Lu Qingye's cultivation has successfully broken through to the perfection of Qi training.

Looking at the constantly changing spiritual power in his hands, Lu Qingye knew that he had almost reached the extreme of the Qi training period in terms of spiritual power control.

But he is also aware of his shortcomings in actual combat.

Even though she has been practicing her combat skills for a year, those targets are not living people, living people are thinking and can move.

Occasionally, there will be senior brothers and sisters who will hand her two moves, but most of their cultivation is in the foundation building period, and when they fight, they will keep their hands when she is young.

Lu Qingye felt that it was still a little difficult to stand out in the Qi Cultivation Competition just by relying on his cultivation and means at the moment.

She didn't forget her agreement with Hua Yinzhen, not to mention that a few of the disciples in the late stage of Qi cultivation were Hua Yinzhen, and now they are also cultivating to perfection.

Coupled with those Dan Fu Array given by the Hua family, although there is a limit on the maximum level and quantity of things carried in each stage of the competition.

But Hua Yinzhen's things were out of reach for ordinary disciples.

Lu Qingye didn't like to do things that she wasn't sure of, and looking at the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles in Shangyao Sect, she felt that it was time to change some of her next goals.

Lifting the long sword in his hand, Lu Qingye walked towards the direction of the sect's Yanwu Square.

In the entire Shangyao Sect, there are more than 100 martial arts squares, among which there are countless rings.

In addition to the disciples who are scheduled to fight on weekdays, monks who want to fight can also go.

It's just that although there are sect rules and regulations, it is inevitable that there will be casualties in the ring.

Therefore, all the disciples avoided going to that kind of place until they had a certain guarantee for their cultivation.

When Lu Qingye arrived at Yanwu Square, he heard the voices of people inside.

All kinds of shouts and coaxing, compared to the immortal aura of Shangyao Sect, the quiet and elegant cultivation and the place where they listened to lectures and lectures, they were simply two extremes.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Qingye still stepped into the gate of Yanwu Square.

Inside the huge stone gate, there are many rings, and the entire martial arts training ground seems to be a sinkhole, the sinkhole wall is the audience's seat, and the ring built in the center is like an inverted triangle.

From top to bottom, it is also the division of cultivation.

The highest is the Jindan period, and the lowest is naturally the Qi training period.

The audience seats were almost crowded, and all the disciples watched the competition in the ring excitedly.

Lu Qingye also found a seat at the back.

"Come on, Li Shixiong! Beat him up! ”

"Jin Yu, don't be cowardly! Above! Above! ”

"Hit him in the knee! Alas! Slow, slow, slow! It's just a little bit there! ”

"Why is she dancing with a sword like she has no strength?"

Lu Qingye watched the battle in the ring, of course, it was mainly the Qi training period.

On top of Qi training, with her current cultivation, she couldn't see those who moved fast at all, and some of them were not clear.

Therefore, she didn't have too high ambitions, and only focused on the Qi training ring.

While watching the battle in the ring, I was able to listen to some comments and guidance on the disciples in the ring from the ears of the disciples around me.

With the enthusiasm of the atmosphere, on the ring, the disciples who had practiced their qi successfully overturned their opponents under the ring, and the disciples who watched immediately burst into cheers.

Lu Qingye also watched the blood boiling, and followed the others to wave the sword in his hand.

It attracted the attention of several monks on the side.

A tall and burly male disciple looked at Lu Qingye and couldn't help grinning.

"Little junior sister, you are so young, you came here? Seeing the blood in the ring, aren't you afraid? ”

Several senior brothers on the side immediately laughed aloud.

As soon as they saw it, they knew that Lu Qingye's age and cultivation were the first batch of disciples.

How can a new disciple not be afraid of such an occasion?

If there is, it is also a minority, and most of them are elite disciples cultivated by those families.

Lu Qingye's whole body, except for the basic robes, accessories and weapons issued by the sect to his disciples, there was no other equipment, but he didn't look like a child of that family.

Lu Qingye looked back at the male cultivator who was talking and shook his head.

"Don't be afraid."

Since she was a child, she has known that there are struggles between animals and people.

And the survival of the fittest is also vividly reflected in the natural world and today's immortal cultivation world.

The male cultivator lowered the back socket, and Pu Fan's big palm wanted to pat Lu Qingye's shoulder.

was lightly avoided by Lu Qingye.

"Yo! Yes! ”

He was a foundation building monk, and although he didn't attack just now, his movements were not slow.

"It's a bit capable, but it's a lot stronger than it seems, what's the matter, do you want to show your hands on stage?"

This time, Lu Qingye shook his head.

Although she knew that the most important thing at the moment was actual combat, she did not lose her mind in a hurry.

She'll have to learn some experience before she gets in the ring.

When the monks saw this, they stopped teasing her.

From that day on, Lu Qingye changed from the original three-point line, small courtyard, teaching hall, and canteen to a four-point circle, with an additional martial arts arena.

Song Qingwu carried a sword, and Jiuru hid in the crowd, inconspicuous at all.

"Senior Brother Jiuru, it seems that your future disciple will go to the ring in person if he doesn't stop it, and those veteran disciples who have been on the battlefield for a long time are not vegetarians."

Song Qingwu's gaze swept over the disciples in the martial arts training ground, and many of the disciples here were from their First Sword Peak.

The warlike reputation of the disciples of Yijian Peak had already spread in Shangyao Sect.

is about to compare the sects, and if these elders and peak masters have the heart to accept disciples, they will also come to these places and look for them in advance.

Jiuru frowned slightly.

The little girl was not yet ten years old, and in front of those adult monks, she was just a child.

Although he has the cultivation of Qi Perfection, he has no combat experience.

In his opinion, Lu Qingye needs to take it step by step, and he is somewhat in a hurry at the moment.

Song Qingwu knew some of Jiu Confucian's thoughts, and Jiu Confucian Zhenjun was indeed a highly respected Yuanying Zhenjun in the sect.

But because of his personality, he is sometimes very rigid and admits death.

"That girl, this courage to fight, is very much in the eyes of the junior sister, but it's a pity that her body is ......."

Jiuru glanced back at her.

Song Qingwu shut up, but spoke again in the middle of the sound.

"Senior brother, actually...... This young man, having enthusiasm is not necessarily a good thing. ”

Jiuru looked at Lu Qingye, whose eyes were shining in the crowd.

"Yes, but sometimes you can't just rely on your passion, and it may not be good to stick to the rules, but it is the most important thing for a monk to do when laying the foundation. At this moment, the sect is in front of the big competition, and there are not a few disciples who are as anxious as her, but the matter of combat experience can not be changed overnight, if the ring is broken again at this time and he is seriously injured, how can he talk about the big competition? ”