Chapter 67 on quotas

Now, the spiritual power in Chen Xuan and Kong Ling's bodies has been depleted, and they are also injured on their bodies, so the two of them decided to go back to the sect to cultivate for a while, and then think about the problem of spirit stones after they are well.

Walking out of Changrui City, Chen Xuan used the spirit tonic pill to recover some spiritual power, sacrificed the flying sword, and flew in the direction of the Xuanling Gate with Kong Ling, just like when he came.

On the way, Kong Ling always hugged Chen Xuan tightly with both hands, and without saying a word, she leaned her head on Chen Xuan's shoulder.

In this regard, Chen Xuan did not feel a little embarrassed as he did when he first came out, but felt that the two had experienced so many things, and the relationship had become even better than before.

Ten minutes passed, Xuanling Gate, on the main peak square, Chen Xuan and Kong Ling landed, they had been away from the sect for almost half a month, and after saying goodbye, the two separated on the square.

Chen Xuan naturally walked towards the house where he lived, at this time, he looked like a person who was okay on the surface, but his body was already scarred, and because his clothes covered the wounds, he looked the same as usual.

After a few minutes, Chen Xuan had just stepped into the courtyard when he saw Yu Ci.

As usual, Yu Ci was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, and as for Fang Shen and Cai Fu, the two of them went out to perform the sect's mission.

Seeing Chen Xuan coming back from outside, he smiled and said hello

"Senior Brother Chen, you're back!How are you, what did you do when you went out with Senior Sister Kong?"

Faced with such a greeting from his senior brother, Chen Xuan had no choice but to fool around, and as soon as he came back, he walked towards his room.

Who knows, at this time, Yu Ci just stepped forward and patted Chen Xuan's shoulder, just this time, and it hit the place where he was already injured.

Chen Xuan let out a stinging cry, although his voice had been restrained to the minimum, how could he not hear the words of his senior brother.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Ci hurriedly stopped in front of him and asked anxiously

"Senior Brother Chen, are you injured?"

Chen Xuan gritted his teeth and waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to worry

"It's fine, just a little injured!"

"By the way, Senior Brother Yu, do you have anything to do?"

Hearing Chen Xuan say that it was a little injured, Yu Ci relieved himself, immortal cultivators like them are common to encounter demon beasts or fight with other monks outside, and it is normal to be injured.

So he didn't ask too much, but his face returned to calm and said lightly

"That's right, there is still a period of time, that is, the day when the Quantong Secret Realm opens, and then our six major sects of the Qingguo Kingdom will send disciples to participate! Senior Brother Chen, are you interested in participating in the quota competition?"

Hearing this, Chen Xuan swept away the painful look on his face, a little surprised

"Quantong Secret Realm, what is that? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Seeing Chen Xuan's face of ignorance, Yu Ci felt a little incredible, thinking about it carefully, it was right, Chen Xuan was outside these days, not in the Xuanling Gate, so it was normal that he didn't know about the secret realm of Quantong.

So, he explained it

"It's a secret realm, I heard that it opens once every fifty years, and each opening time is only a short month! There are many heavenly and earthly treasures in the secret realm, for us immortal cultivators, it is a blessed land, and there are only twenty places for each sect, and only foundation building monks can participate, and there are ......."

Listening to Yu Ci's explanation, Chen Xuan learned what this secret realm was like, especially when he heard that he was lucky enough to get an elixir of hundreds of years in the secret realm, he immediately became interested.

Because at present, he needs tens of thousands of spirit stones to build a scabbard, but if he gets a hundred-year-old elixir, whether he gives it to the sect or takes it to Changrui City for auction, he can get a large amount of spirit stones.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan couldn't wait to ask about the quota ratio

"Senior Brother Yu, how is this quota ratio compared?"

Seeing that Chen Xuan was interested, Yu Ci smiled slightly and continued

"The big competition of the sect can be participated in as long as it is a foundation building monk! The time is a month later, and the monks who will participate in it will have a fighting competition on the main peak square, and the head of Ling'an Zhenren will personally sit in charge, and the elimination system will be adopted, and finally the remaining twenty people will represent our Xuanling Sect to participate in the secret realm!"

"By the way, I heard that Senior Brother Zhao Yang, the disciple of Senior Uncle Ling'an, will also participate when the time comes!"

Hearing the name Zhao Yang, Chen Xuan is no stranger, this person is the head of the Xuanling Sect and the eldest disciple, and at the same time, he is also the young master of the Xuanling Sect.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan immediately said

"Senior Brother Yu, are you saying that Senior Brother Zhao will also participate? Isn't he about to get married! In this case, if you meet him at that time, wouldn't it be impossible to win at all?"

Who knows, after hearing Chen Xuan's worries, Yu Ci just smiled and said

"Don't worry, there are regulations for the quota competition, except for the use of spells and sword skills, talisman seals and pills cannot be used during the competition!"

These words made Chen Xuan stunned for a moment, he couldn't use the rune seal and the pill in the big competition, although he had a chance to beat Zhao Yang, but it was also a great test for himself, the rune seal couldn't be used, the key was the pill, if there was no replenishment of the elixir to restore the spiritual power, then as long as whoever used up the spiritual power first would almost lose.

Knowing this, Chen Xuan nodded, there is still so much time before the quota competition, and when he recovers from his injuries, he will go to participate in the competition, the time is completely enough.

Thinking of this, he nodded firmly, and after thanking him, he opened his room.

Entering the room, what greeted him was still the simple furnishings, Chen Xuan closed the door and sat directly on the bed.

Now the main thing is that he wants to recover from his injuries, and as for the quota competition, it is not something he should be concerned about at the moment.

Taking out the killing sword from the storage bag and placing it on the table with the disciple's sword, Chen Xuan took the healing pill, closed his eyes and began to run the exercises, and began to meditate and heal.

On the other hand, Kong Ling, who had separated from him, also learned about the quota ratio and the secret realm, but she was only a qi cultivator now, and these things had nothing to do with her.

Kong Ling returned to her room, like Chen Xuan, ready to heal, but she was thinking about it in her heart at this time

"My brother should be participating in the quota competition, right?"

After a while, Kong Ling closed her eyes and used the exercises to heal her wounds, and at the same time, she thought in her heart, since the sect Dabi could not use the talisman seal and the elixir, then wait until the secret realm was opened, and then hand over the elixir she had refined to Chen Xuan.

Just inside Kong Ling's room, on her desk, there was a Dan furnace with a grade of magic weapon.