Just three days after the end of the year, the family competition of the Cangli Ling clan began.

All the Qi cultivators who had signed up had arrived at the arena early, and some of the spectators who had not signed up came relatively late.

This year, the person who presided over the family competition was Ling Yuanqing, Ling Yuanqi, and Ling Yuanxing, among which Ling Yuanqing is the elder of the Cangli Ling clan, and the third generation of the Yuan Zi generation, is a person in the second room, with the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, and is also the only female elder of the Cangli Ling clan.

In addition to these three people, there were also thirty-six elderly late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators, who did not participate in the Great Competition, but served as the judges of the Great Competition.

"Third sister, all the clansmen who participated in Dabi are here. ”

Ling Yuanqi looked at Ling Yuanqing and said.

Ling Yuanqing nodded, her hair was a little gray, her face was slightly wrinkled, her skin was slightly loose, but her face was ruddy, and she looked about forty years old.

"Now that there is still half an hour before Dabi, you can tell them the rules of Dabi again, and I hope that it will not happen again like that of decades ago. ”

Ling Yuanqi felt that what she said made sense, so he walked in front of everyone and announced the rules of the family competition.

The old man's ears were calloused to the rules of Dabi, and only a newcomer like Ling Youdao would listen carefully to see what rules he didn't know.

In fact, there are not many rules for Dabi, and it only takes half a cup of tea to finish.

"Don't take the rules seriously. ”

Everyone respectfully replied, "Yes!"

"Start lining up for the draw. ”

More than 300 people lined up in a long line, and stepped forward in turn to take one of the bamboo sticks piled up on the table.

Ling Yuanxing was right behind the table, staring at each of the clansmen who drew lots to prevent them from taking more.

Ling Youdao lined up in the middle of the line, and he saw those clansmen who had taken bamboo sticks stretching out their index fingers and gently stroking them on the bamboo sticks.

The bamboo skewers are all the same, and it is impossible to know what is written on them without unlocking the prohibition on them, so everyone just took one in their hands.

Soon it was Ling Youdao's turn, he didn't rush to draw lots, but saluted Ling Yuanxing.

"Youdao has seen Grandpa Jiu. ”

Ling Yuanxing smiled and nodded, "Hmm." ”

He quickly drew a stick, then stepped aside, stretched out his index finger and stroked it on the bamboo stick.

I saw that the bamboo skewer said five games in the first round, and the thirty-first ring.

A total of 361 people participated in the competition, and there were 36 rings in the arena, each of which allowed 72 people to compete at the same time.

In this way, the 361 people in the first round need to play five games, and one person has a bye to directly advance to the second round.

Ling Youdao accepted the bamboo stick, and suddenly heard someone laughing, and the laughter spread throughout the arena.

Everyone looked at the man curiously, some had already guessed something, and some people were at a loss.

"What's wrong with him, why is he laughing all of a sudden?"

But I saw a middle-aged man next to him asking, "You should be participating in the family competition for the first time, right?"

"yes. ”

"There are 361 people participating in the family competition this year, which is an odd number, which means that one person will have a bye in this round of competition, and he smiled so happily, most of them were drawn by a bye. ”

"Bye? Doesn't that mean he advances directly to the second round, no wonder he's so happy. ”

Ling Youdao looked at the man with some envy, and immediately shook his head, "This is pure luck, I can't envy it." ”

"Third uncle, let's come to see you fight. ”

When he heard the prestige, the two brothers, Ling Renxin and Ling Renyi, ran towards him, followed by a middle-aged man, who was seven points similar to Ling Yuansheng.

The two brothers looked at Ling Youdao and smiled, and Ling Renyi said, "Third uncle, let's come to see you fight, you have to compete well and beat them all down." ”

Ling Youdao rubbed his head, "You are the third uncle and a foundation building monk, and you will beat them all down." ”

Ling Renyi scratched his head and smiled.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was following the two brothers also approached, and Ling Youdao saluted him.

"Uncle. ”

This middle-aged man is Ling Yuansheng's eldest son, Ling Dingxiong, who has reached the tenth level of Qi cultivation in his cultivation.

A ninth-level cultivator who practices qi can impact the foundation building period, and there are generally three results, one is to break through successfully and become a foundation building monk, the second is to break through and fail, and even hurt the vitality, and the third is the situation of Ling Dingxiong.

Although the foundation building failed, the cultivation reached the tenth level of Qi training, commonly known as the Great Perfection of Qi Training.

Ling Dingfang smiled and nodded, "Yes, you have reached the sixth level of qi training so quickly, and your eldest brother can only break through to the fourth level of qi training when you are so old." ”

He wasn't on a guard mission, so he was able to find time to return to Cangli Island.

"Play well, with your cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi training, although it is impossible to enter the top ten in this big competition, as long as you perform well, you can also attract the attention of the family's higher-ups. ”

Speaking of this, he sighed again, "At my age, uncle, even if I want to participate in the big competition, I have no chance." ”

Only people under the age of eighty are allowed to participate in the Dabi of the Cangli Ling Clan, because the purpose of the Dabi of the family is to discover potential clansmen.

And the strength of the clansmen who are too old is too strong, which often covers the light of the rising stars, and the clansmen who are too old have no cultivation value.

Therefore, the Cangli Ling clan stipulated that all Qi cultivators over the age of eighty could not participate in the family competition.

Ling Dingxiong, as Ling Yuansheng's eldest son, is over eighty years old this year, so naturally he can't participate in the family competition.

"My nephew is self-aware, and this time he will never dare to be in the top ten, he just wants to compete with his peers. ”

For this big competition, Ling Youdao never thought of entering the top ten, because without the help of external objects, it was absolutely impossible to enter the top ten with only his cultivation of the sixth layer of Qi cultivation.

Even if he used the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi training, it would be impossible for him to enter the top ten, because the top ten of each Dabi were all masters of the ninth layer of Qi training, and there were even people who practiced Qi Great Perfection.

With his cultivation of the seventh level of Qi cultivation, it was not enough in the eyes of those people.

The reason why he chose to sign up for the family competition was to take this opportunity to test the strength of his peers and how big the gap between himself and them was.

There is a saying in the earth world that you can read the book of the dead, and there is also a saying in the world of cultivating immortals that you can't do it behind closed doors.

Ling Youdao knew this truth very well, which was why he was more inclined to the radical faction of the family.

Ling Dingxiong nodded, "Cultivating immortals must not be self-motivated, but remember not to be ambitious, you still need to cultivate in a down-to-earth manner, and lay a solid foundation for every step in order to accumulate steadily." ”

"Remember, nephew!"

Ling Dingxiong nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, Ling Yuanqing, who was hovering in the air, said, "Cangli Ling Clan, family Dabi, start now!"