Leaving the torture hall for the first time in two years, feeling the fresh air outside, Jiang Hong slowly lowered his head and clenched his fists.

The newcomer returned to the room, made a clean decision, changed into a set of clean clothes, and took out the pill given by the man to check it.

"It turned out to be a foundation building period elixir, is it quite generous?" The corners of his lips hooked slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

This kind of elixir that is extremely cherished in the eyes of outsiders, she is not rare, there are a lot of this elixir in the mantle of Senior Li, and she threw it back into the storage bag disdainfully, and fell asleep while lying on the bed.

With her current state, she thinks that she is more than enough to deal with a Wen Xiaomeow, and finally came out of prison, and what she wants most now is to sleep beautifully.

As for Wen Xiaomeow and those good friends who were anxious to clear up their relationship as soon as she entered the cell, good friends, after two days, it will be slowly liquidated.

Two days have passed, and the sect competition has slowly begun.

According to the rules of the sect, all monks who enter the top 500 in the Daoist Hall and the top 500 in the martial arts arena are eligible to participate in the martial arts competition, on the contrary, those who have not achieved results in these two martial arts arenas cannot participate.

Xiao Meow has never been to the junior martial arts arena, but she won the first place in the Taoist Hall, and it is completely certain that she will participate in this martial arts competition.

It is said that although the weight of the Taoist Hall in the hearts of the monks is fiercer than that of a tiger, there are still many monks who bite the head and come to the test at each sect martial arts competition.

I heard that this is also the happiest period of old man Zhu in the past few years, what kind of strange personality, stinky temper, all disappeared in front of the spirit stone.

According to the arrangement of the sect, this martial arts competition will be held for three days, and in these three days, Wen Xiaomeow's dishes and Wen Xiaomeow's Dan will also be closed for business and closed.

Without him, the main thing is that the three pillars of her two stores, Li Qing, Zhang Tian and Zhou Xi, all have to participate in this competition.

And under the perverted coercion of Xiao Meow, the three of them all participated in the name of the top five hundred in the Taoist Hall.

Among them, Li Qing has the highest realm, and he is in the same realm as Xiao Meow, and he is in the 320th place in the Daoist Hall.

Zhou Xi is second, in the late stage of Qi cultivation, and is the 389th in the Dao Hall.

Zhang Tian Finally, in the same late stage of Qi cultivation, the Daoist Hall was ranked 413th.

In the store, Wen Xiaomeow, the owner, and Li Qing, Zhang Tian and Zhou Xi, who went down to the shopkeeper, all had to participate in the martial arts competition, and the boys still had the heart to concentrate on their work, so Xiaomeow waved his hand and announced that he would be closed for a break, so that everyone had the opportunity to watch the martial arts competition.

So early this morning, Wen Xiaomeow, Li Qing, Zhang Tian, and Zhou Xi took a large group of boys and walked towards the main square.

The courtyard of the newcomer, the courtyard of the unique gate, a female cultivator with a slender figure and a cold expression, looked up at the only white cloud in the sky lightly, flicked her sleeves back, and flew into the sky from the courtyard, flying towards the venue of the martial arts competition, it was Leng Xinlan.

In another hidden and inconspicuous cave house in the sect, a male cultivator in ragged clothes and beard who looked to be in his thirties did not fly with a sword, but with a firm expression, striding towards the martial arts competition, step by step, it was Zhou Hou, an ascetic.

"Hahaha, the martial arts competition, the martial arts competition is finally about to start, Leng Xinlan, Zhou Hou, Qian Miaomiao and what Wen Xiaomeow, you all wait for me, today my Sun Yun is going to trample you all under your feet, so that you can see the majesty of the first monk of my Luohua Sect. A well-dressed man with a thick layer of fat powder on his face flew out of a fairly good cave in Danxia Peak and flew towards the venue of the martial arts competition.

is Sun Yun, who ranked fourth in the low-level martial arts arena.

"Today is the tournament. Qian Miaomiao walked leisurely and slowly flew down from the Qingying Peak.

muttered in his mouth: "It's really a good day, although I already have a master, but the martial arts conference will not be missed, but it's a pity that Xiao Meow, it is destined to be impossible to worship the disciples of Mo seniors, but Sai Weng knows whether it is a blessing or not, as long as I think of her obediently calling me senior brother in the future, I am quite happy." ”

"But there is reincarnation in the world, and there are some loves, and they still need to be returned in the end. ”

Qian Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, pursed the corners of her mouth, and flew towards the venue of the martial arts competition with her hands behind her back.

It's still early, but the competition field is already crowded, full of people, and it looks very lively.

In this competition, although only 1,000 monks can participate, there are tens of thousands of monks in the sect, and even ascetics will come out to admire their demeanor in the prosperous era once every five years.

So the square that usually looks huge seems to be a little stretched at this time.

When Xiao Meow arrived, the entire martial arts venue had already been arranged.

At the southernmost point of the arena, there is a huge circular stand, which is carved out of a large piece of complete cyan stone, more than five feet above the ground, and the monks can sit on it enough to have an unobstructed view.

The surface of the boulder is polished as smooth as a mirror, and the warm sun shines on it, reflecting a large mass of white light, which is very dazzling.

In order to highlight the atmosphere of the sect, the stone is also carefully carved around the four five-clawed golden dragons that drive the clouds and mist, the golden dragon's eyes are blazing, and the tiger is vigorous and vivid.

The grandstand is very large, there are dozens of Taishi chairs on it, the Taishi chairs are wiped clean and spotless, and each chair is also covered with a cushion embroidered with eight treasure patterns, which is prepared for high-ranking monks in the sect at a glance.

According to Xiao Meow's guess, the old man should not appear today, if he participated, he should have come out a few days earlier, but the game was about to start, and he didn't see his figure, obviously he wouldn't come today.

And if he doesn't participate, Liu Xuan is unlikely to participate, if they don't participate, Mo Chen's chances of participating will increase accordingly, as for Su Ran, he shouldn't use his brain to think, as long as there is a lively place, he will definitely be indispensable.

Looking at the empty seats in the stands, Xiao Meow faintly regretted it, what he said two days ago should have made time to go to Mo Chen's place to inquire.

It's all to blame for the old Sun Shanwen and the monk surnamed Wang, otherwise he wouldn't have been in such a hurry, and he couldn't see the beauty here.

To be honest, since the last time Mo Chen retreated, the time I have seen Mo Chen in the past two years has been less than three numbers, and what I miss in my heart is not good, let my thoughts diverge for a moment, Xiao Meow took a deep breath and looked around.

Roughly estimated, the sect has put a lot of effort into it this time, in order to let every disciple see the situation of the competition, there are thousands of stone walls for live broadcast alone.

At this time, the game had not yet started, and there was nothing to be broadcast on the stone wall, just quietly parked in the rules of the competition and the game arrangement.

And these are exactly what Xiao Meow needs to pay the most attention to at this time.

Scanning the surroundings, there were quite a few onlookers outside each stone wall, but the one next to the stands, there were only a few people, and after a little thought, they immediately walked towards this stone wall.

For the sake of the disciples' health, this competition was held for three days.

The first day was the largest, and it was also a day of survival of the fittest, because on this first day alone, 900 monks had to be eliminated.

And these 900 monks are not ranked, and they can be distributed according to the rules of the sect and distributed departmental rewards.

But even so, in order to be able to participate in the competition, the low-ranking monks almost broke their heads.

Because the reward is so rich.

There are 100 lower-grade dust washing pills and 300 lower-grade spirit stones.

You must know that for new disciples who have entered the sect, the number of lower-grade dust washing pills every year is only twenty-four, and these hundred pills are four years' weight.

How can it not lead the monks to work hard, and at the same time, this is what the sect wants to see the most.

If you want to eliminate 900 monks, it stands to reason that the workload on this first day will be very huge, but in fact, in order to accommodate a large number of monks for the competition at the same time, the sect has already built fifty large-scale competition venues in this square, which can only be revealed through special methods after the competition starts.

There are a total of 1,000 monks, and 50 groups compete at the same time, and it only takes 10 times to eliminate the last 500.

The remaining 500 were in a melee situation until the last hundred disciples remained.

Of course, this sect competition is to more accurately see the actual level of the disciples.

In order to avoid this situation, after the competition, the sect will also arrange to hold a challenge competition.

That is, if a monk thinks that one of the top 100 monks is just a fluke and has no real talent, then such and such a monk can apply to participate in the challenge.

As long as you can win the Festival, you can also take the Monk's ranking.

But if you fail, there is no punishment, but you can recognize your strength better.

This has to be said, if the eliminated monks want to challenge the victorious monks repeatedly, then under the wheel war, how can there be no defeat, for this situation, the sect has also made a deal to deal with, in order to let the first hundred disciples have the strength to participate in the next few days of competition.

If more than one disciple asks to challenge one disciple at the same time, then the winner will be decided among these disciples first, and the winner will be the winner, and the result of the last disciple will be the final score, with the winner going up and the loser going down.

On the second day, the form of a duel in pairs was adopted, and the remaining hundredth disciples were numbered, and the form of drawing lots was adopted, and the two faced off, with one point for winning and no points for failure, and the top fifty were distinguished again.

In the same way, the winner and the winner compete, and the loser and the loser compete, and finally the remaining ten are determined.

The remaining ten monks, as the seeded players of the sect, competed on the third day.

Similar to the first day, the monks who failed in these two days also had a chance to participate in the challenge, and the winner won, and the loser will not change.

This martial arts competition of the sect is to stimulate the enthusiasm of the disciples for cultivation, and secondly, it is also to select the most outstanding low-level disciples, enter the inner gate, and focus on cultivation.