Chapter 640: Tianchu Dabi

Yu Tian refined it immediately, and sure enough, with the control of his divine sense, the veil of his eyes appeared from time to time, which was very convenient.

"Thank you. Zhaozhao. ”

"Don't thank me, these are all gifts prepared by Liu Pang. ”

Jiang Chumiao's is a delicate hair ornament, and it is also a talisman like Zhao Miaoxuan.

"What did you send Mu Sheng to find, how did I see him put away and leave?" Zhao Yuanlang asked curiously.

Jiang Chumiao also looked at it.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "Senior Brother Mu's is a dark colored magic robe, the Hua family." ”

In fact, Mu Shengxun's gift, she also thought about it for a long time, but his Liucang Sword was already armed to the teeth, and there was nothing to give with refining materials, so she chose a high-level talisman robe, which was no different from the color and style he usually wore.

"They are all friends with Liu Daoyou and Senior Sister Cheng, but why do they even have gifts for me this time?" It was Gu Qining who spoke, although all the junior brothers and sisters in this room were in the door, but he didn't interact much on weekdays.

Cheng Zhaozhao said with a smile: "Because Liu Pang was able to earn so many spirit stones this time, thanks to Senior Brother Gu." ”

"Yes, yes, it doesn't matter if others don't have it, you have to have it. From now on, you will be my brother, if you want to buy or sell, just look for me. Liu Pang was very familiar and hooked his shoulder.

Gu Qining opened the brocade box and found that there were three teleportation charms inside, and couldn't help but exclaim: "These things should have already exceeded Liu Daoyou's income this time, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay, make friends, the most important thing is to be happy. Liu Pang looked like 'good brothers', and pulled Gu Qining out of the room as he spoke.

"The fat man is quite righteous this time, and I have made this friend. Zhao Yuanlang chased him out.

Cheng Zhaozhao smiled lightly, she was also startled when she saw these things at the beginning, and the sum of several pieces definitely exceeded the 500,000 spirit stones. However, I later learned that these things were definitely very expensive at the price on the market, but he was the young master of Ren Bao Pavilion, so he got these spiritual objects at cost price.

"Zhaozhao, why don't you keep one for yourself?" Zhao Miaoxuan said curiously.

Cheng Zhaozhao spread out his hand and said, "A piece of armor." ”

Zhao Miaoxuan picked it up, this armor was gelatinous and soft, and it was a thin layer when it was spread out, which was very transparent: "This is smaller than half a belly pocket, what are you protecting?"

'Cough' Shao Feng coughed and silently walked out of the room.

Jiang Chumiao smiled: "Miao Xuan, why do you say anything." Senior Brother Fang Caishao's ears were red. ”

Zhao Miaoxuan also blushed in hindsight: "I didn't pay attention for a while." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao whistled, summoned Qianli, and said: "This is a talisman for Qianli, this guy loves to get into trouble, and it is a matter of time before he is beaten." ”

Qianli put on the armor of the protector and was happily preparing to show off, when he heard the words, he rolled his eyes: "A duplicitous woman, ......"

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Three months passed in a flash, and the Tianchuhui competition officially began.

The Tianchu Hui Contest focuses on the individual battles of the Tianchu Monks, and there is no mixed battle in the competition system, and there is no teleportation array secret realm battle, and all the competition occasions are completed on the newly built giant competition platform.

There is only one test table in the whole field, and two people are fighting in a competition. No matter which competition it is, there are countless monks watching, which can be described as an excellent time to make a name for yourself. Of course, there are a lot of stenchs that have been left for thousands of years.

There was no grand opening ceremony, but several high-ranking monks from the Beiyuan organizer stepped forward one by one and explained the rules of the competition: no restrictions on means, each according to his ability, life and death are fate, and no revenge is allowed.

In a burst of bells, the qi training competition began.

The test bench is day and night, as long as one is over, the next call needs to go to the stage, if you call three times and do not appear, it will be regarded as giving up.

After a few more months like this, the top 100,000 cultivators had already been decided.

The top 100 monks will enter a period of recuperation in order to perform at their best in the finals.

As the saying goes, it is necessary to become famous as soon as possible, and these teenagers who can catch up with Tianchuhui in this realm will be the objects of a new round of attention in the Tianchu Immortal Cultivation Realm.

At the end of Qi training, the foundation was built, and so many more months passed.

When it was the turn of the Jindan period to begin, Cheng Zhaozhao and the others had already been in retreat on the spot for a long time.

The number plate was only issued to them on the day of the start of the competition, and there were about 12,000 Jindan monks who participated in the Tianchuhui Jindan Contest this time.

There are more than 3,000 people in each realm, and the number of Beiyuan is the first, which is white, and it is the number one to more than 3,000. Followed by the southern border, which is blue, more than 3,000 to 6,000. Dongling is green, with more than 6,000 to 9,000. The west pole is extremely red, with more than 9,000 to more than 12,000.

These numbers are then drawn by the participating monks of each realm.

Cheng Zhaozhao drew lots and got nine thousand.

Because it was the Jindan period competition, the scene was even more lively, and the Qi cultivators and Zhuji monks all crowded around the test table.

Cheng Zhaozhao and his entourage came to the exclusive viewing platform of the Cangjian Sect, and saw that the competition had already begun.

"It's fifty vs. nine, five hundred and eighty. Zhao Yuanlang fanned his fan and said, "Honghu sent disciples to fight against the West Pole Demon Cultivator. ”

The shouts on the test bench shook the sky, and most of them came from the camps of the North Abyss and the West Pole.

However, soon, the Western Pole Demon Cultivator was defeated by the Honghu Sect Monk's arm severed with a beast-shaped mecha.

"It seems that the mecha of the Honghu Sect should not be underestimated. Cheng Zhaozhao issued a generous expression: "When encountering such mechas, I am afraid that you must avoid close combat, otherwise it is not cost-effective to fight mechas with your physical body." ”

"You're right. But even if the Western Pole Monks knew, they wouldn't have bothered with it. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded, most of the Western Pole Demon Cultivators were refining their bodies, and their physical strength was amazing, so it was estimated that Fang Cai was also careless.

There is a boxy stone curtain above the test bench, which is divided into three pieces. The middle piece is the number of all the Jindan periods, and the ones that are lit up are not in the game, and the ones that fail to go out and become gray will sink to the bottom, such as the nine thousand five hundred and eighty this time.

The one on the left is the winner of the first round and will move on to the next round of competition, such as the 50th this time. And the two numbers drawn on the far right by the stone curtain are the monks who are about to play.

Because the order of the competition is unknown, they are all drawn freely by the stone curtain, and the monks of the Jindan period do not dare to leave without permission during this period, so as not to accidentally miss the competition, then it will be regretted for a hundred years.

"Six thousand one hundred and eight against one thousand three hundred. There was an undulating sound from the stone curtain.

Zhao Yuanlang, who was beside Cheng Zhaozhao, 'snapped' his fan: "Luck is so good?"

"Is that you?" said Cheng Zhaozhao.

Zhao Yuanlang took out the number plate, which showed six thousand one hundred and eight: "Isn't it, it's worthy of me, watch me give a sample to the Dongling monk!"

He turned his head to say this to the viewing platform, which immediately attracted the cheers and shouts of a large group of Dongling monks.

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