The sun is rising.

The disciples of the outer courtyard in the martial arts arena have all awakened from the meditation, and many injured disciples have also become energetic again, and the cultivators, especially with the gradual deepening of the cultivation of the foundation building, the human body is gradually excavated, and the ordinary injuries, even if they are ignored, the kung fu will be healed in a moment.

The sect is bigger than the next day.

The third game was calm again, and the fourth scene bloomed with a lot of sparks.

Qian Qingye in the outer courtyard of Ma Ta Peak, a young powerhouse who had already turned his second Dao Ji in the twelve-year, encountered Xie Qinghong of Feixian Peak.

Feixian Peak Xie Qinghong, only nineteen years old, is rumored to have reached the ninth layer of his "Xuantian Gong" two months ago, but because it is undecided, which peak and which vein to worship in the end, he has not left the outer courtyard for the time being.

Qian Qingye is a third-order "Taixuanyang Fist", this boxing method is peaceful, the moves are magnificent, the Taoism is natural, and the boxing method is more mellow and vigorous, which is in line with the pure yang Wuji principle of Xuantian Dao.

And for this "Taixuanyang Fist", Qian Qingye's comprehension is also quite profound, and he can be considered to have stepped into the realm of entering the essence of the gods, his body is moving, his fist is full of nearly three inches of pure white fist, and the air is shattered, giving birth to a cobweb-like vacuum crack.

However, even if Qian Qingye punched, Xie Qinghong also stood still, he pinched the fist seal, and the five-color furnace was punched out, and the fist realm was suppressed, crushing the air.

Clang!

Qian Qingye's fist technique was just yang, and when the air shook the five-color furnace, the fist collided with the five-color furnace, and the air distorted, tearing open a vacuum gap several feet long.

Call!

Xie Qinghong shot again, such a magnificent and domineering Fifth Element Fist Eighth Style, he didn't seem to consume at all, and the next moment he punched three punches one after another, and three more five-colored furnaces appeared in the void.

Four five-color furnaces, divided into towns and four elephants, as strong as Qian Qingye, can't help but change color.

He tried his best to swing his fist, and the realization of "Taixuanyang Fist" was evolved to the extreme in his hands, he withstood the four five-color furnaces, and struggled, and later, every punch was thrown, and he trembled and sweated like rain.

This is clearly a sign that one's vitality is violently depleted and is about to run out.

Many disciples of the outer courtyard were speechless, their own vitality was more vigorous and condensed than Qian Qingye's own vitality, which was simply beyond imagination, in this way, it was hard to imagine what kind of state the self-vitality that would be bred when it really built its foundation and opened up the world.

In the Six Directions Outer Courtyard, many outstanding disciples were staring at each other, paying close attention to this battle, and Xie Qinghong's Five Elements Fist made them feel a huge pressure.

On a high platform.

"The eighth-style five-color furnace of the Five Elements Fist, it is really commendable to be able to practice at such an age. ”

"The qi and blood are long, it is definitely not easy to urge this style, the consumption is too large, it is far from being supported by the qi and blood of a thousand catties, and even the vitality phantom cannot last long. ”

"Yes, the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong", this is to comprehend the mysteries of the ninth layer, so that you can break through the shackles of the great realm, open the dark holes, absorb the unfathomable heaven and earth ancestral qi in the depths of the void into the body, supplement the needs, and gain cultivation. ”

There are Dharma protectors who speak, not hesitant to praise, the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong", can only be understood but not spoken, the truth is understood, but if you want to locate the secret knot, you need to rely on your own understanding, it is impossible to pretend to borrow human hands, the human body secret trick is more exquisite, even if the predecessor will inform the location of the secret trick, it is impossible for a second person to successfully determine the trick, most of them have deviations, and once the deviation, the qi and blood that penetrate the secret trick deviate, it is to go crazy, and even the end of the explosion and death.

Therefore, there is no shortcut to the ninth layer of this "Xuantian Gong", and it is not even more false than the kung fu of the eighth layer.

Syllable!

Later, Xie Qinghong held his hands in his arms, his fist seal was concluded, and the four five-color furnaces rumbled into one, turning into three zhang to a height, and the five-color Shenhua flowed and the light was shining, as if the weapons in myths and legends were revived and the town fell.

Burst!

Barely punched again, Qian Qingye's own vitality was exhausted, his qi and blood were scattered by the five-color furnace, he opened his mouth and spit out a piece of reverse blood, and flew out sideways and fell under the stone platform.

Simply, Xie Qinghong kept his hand, and the five-color furnace was closed at the touch of a button, and the opponent was not seriously injured.

The four directions are quiet, no one has spoken for a long time, on the Tiangang stone platform, the supervising deacon Taoist also has palpitations, even he, in the face of the unity of the four-mouth five-color furnace, there is also a great fear, if he makes a move, he may not be able to remove all the strength.

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Scene 5.

The first five sect competitions, by the time of the fifth one, it was already the third day.

The air was condensed, and the later it was, the heavier the faces of the disciples of the outer courtyards, and the more intense the blood in their bodies became, some disciples who had been hidden for a year, had adventures, or had some comprehension, and their skills had improved by leaps and bounds, all slowly revealed their emptiness and reality, showing their offensive power in the far past, defeating their opponents, and pushing all the way through the first four games.

And in the third game before, the fat man was unlucky, and encountered a disciple who had just cast the Dao Ji, he was full of blood, and a thunder phantom in transformation came, and the power of qi and blood belonging to the eighth layer of "Xuantian Gong" shook people's hearts, and at the same time, he also abandoned the Five Elements Fist, just a half-style palm technique, which was not completely performed, but it was more magnificent than the sound of thunder, and as soon as the palm power was spit, it shattered the opponent's own vitality.

On the high platform, some deacons and Dharma protectors had some guesses, but they could not fully determine.

And in the third game, and even in the fourth and fifth games, Qingliu and Wang Qingyuan were calm, and even in the fifth game, Wang Qingyuan's opponent was just a young disciple who had just completed the fifth layer of "Xuantian Gong", only a little more than a year older than him, and the other party smiled bitterly when he saw him, and he didn't make a move, so he directly admitted defeat.

It's not that they don't have the courage to fight, but they were defeated in a snap of their fingers, and the gap between them is too big, and it is impossible to gain anything at all.

The end of the first five competitions of the sect is close to noon, at this time, some disciples of the outer courtyard show a decadent color, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly, a total of five competitions, only those who win more than three will have the qualification for promotion, so I am afraid that more than seventy percent of the disciples of the outer courtyard will be eliminated.

At this moment, many people noticed that Wang Qingyuan and the three of them of Ziwei Peak, and unconsciously, the three people in this corner actually pushed all the way through the first five big competitions, and there was no defeat in fifteen rounds.

Unbeaten in fifteen rounds!

This is definitely beyond everyone's expectations, five games and fifteen rounds, and the three people of Ziwei Peak have not encountered Zhuji disciples.

In the middle of the day, the smell of meat wafted in the outer courtyard of Ying Tianfeng, and the miscellaneous room provided demon beast broth, Taihe tea, and many melons and fruits on time, but at this time, many people had no appetite, and the sect was in the last half of the day, and the qi that belonged to many young masters in the outer courtyard was ready to move.

And the really calm is still the same as before, they are slow and reasonable, eat meat and drink soup, taste tea, eat melons and fruits, adjust their mood, are not moved by the emotions of the outside world at all, can keep their hearts, and can hold their spirits.

The deacon of Tianmen Peak frowned, because the three people from Ziwei Peak in the corner didn't look shocked, and even the fat man was eating with his mouth full of oil, his eyes were shining, and he solved most of it alone.

After lunch, some miscellaneous Daoists began to enter the Six Directions Outer Courtyard, at this time, not everyone was qualified, only a few disciples who had won more than three games could draw wooden cards.

Even the material of this wooden brand is no longer ordinary ginkgo wood, but replaced with golden silk nan gloomy wood, turquoise card body, winding a golden wire, more scattered faint medicinal fragrance, even if it is worn as a pendant every day, it can also be calm, this kind of wood, ordinary people can not buy it at all, it is the wood of the royal use, even if someone secretly buys and sells, a pound has to be a hundred taels of snow silver.

in the corner.

Wang Qingyuan and the three of them drew the wooden cards and lifted the black cloth on their respective wooden cards.

The fat man waved the golden silk nanmu card in his hand at the two of them, which was engraved with the word Zi Chou.

Qingliu looked at it, and the wooden card in his hand was engraved with the word 卯戌, and the two looked at Wang Qingyuan. Wang Qingyuan flipped his palm, and what was engraved on it was Chen You.

Thundered!

At this time, on the martial arts arena, the thirty-six Tiangang stone platforms began to move. If you look closely, under this heavy stone platform, there are wheels made of fine iron, and there are hidden buckles around the stone platform.

After half a burnt incense, every six Tiangang stone platforms are one. The hidden buckle is knotted, and it becomes a huge stone platform with a radius of about 40 zhang.

There are a total of six such black iron stone platforms, and it seems that six ancient giant beasts are crawling on the ground, and the momentum alone is enough to make people's hearts shake.

"The earthly branches are six together, and the five elements are born together. ”

Wang Qingyuan said lightly, his eyes moved slightly, and he understood everything, this sect is big, and he can see the truth in the subtleties. It can be said that it is painstaking.

Qingliu raised his eyebrows, and the essence in his eyes flashed away, and said: "Zichou Hehua soil, Yinhai Hehua wood, Mao Xu Hehua fire, Chen Youhe Jin, Sishen Hehua water, Wu Wei Hehua soil, this is the five elements of each other, Tai Chi rotation." ”

He thinks like that. As for the fat man, he didn't know much about it, scratched his head, and the truth of the sexagenary branches, he naturally read it. It's just swallowing dates, and the truth is not understood, and now I can hear it in the clouds.

"You lazy!" Qingliu immediately reprimanded: "Self-cultivation and reasoning, through Liuhe changes, and the truth supports strength, have you ever seen a Kyushu giant who is illiterate in the group of immortals?"

Seeing that Qingliu had an unstoppable momentum, the fat man drooped his face and looked at Wang Qingyuan, but now the young man was sipping Taihe tea, and he didn't even look at him.

This gave him a feeling that the sky was falling, and the next moment, the Dao furnace was knocked, and the long sound of the furnace was sonorous, gathering the eyes of everyone in the martial arts arena.

More than 400 people got up, and this is the remaining disciples of the entire outer courtyard who are qualified to continue the sect competition.

There are a total of five competitions, and if the disciples of the outer court who have won more than three of them will rarely be missed, and the strongest among the true outer court disciples can be screened out.

At this time, it is not a competition, but six Liuhe stone platforms, which are carried out at the same time.

Scrimmage!

Wang Qingyuan's mind moved, this is an extreme test of the monk's eyesight and combat power, all kinds of contingency reactions, and the grasp of the timing and qi, those who sit and talk about the Tao and only blindly cultivate will not have the slightest luck.

Er, Wang Qingyuan felt a chill on his body, and as soon as he turned his eyes, he saw Gu Yue, an outstanding disciple of Tianya Peak, a quasi-Yuan God disciple, his eyes were a little playful at this moment, and the indifference in the depths of his pupils was undisguised for Wang Qingyuan.

But immediately, Gu Yue turned his gaze, his steps moved, not in a hurry, and walked towards a Liuhe stone platform.

It's not Zichou, it's not Maoxu, it's not Chenyou, it's Yinhai.

Wang Qingyuan sighed in his heart, he wanted to encounter this quasi-Yuan God disciple earlier, defeat this person as soon as possible, and plant an invincible spiritual seed in his heart, otherwise he would be remembered by such a person, and if he was not completely killed, he would often have endless troubles.

Grandiose and open, but it is not tolerant, oppressing people with the general momentum, sweeping all enemies, Buddhism's so-called putting down the butcher's knife, Wang Qingyuan does not agree, because not all of the put down can be exchanged for letting go.

If he can't put it down, Wang Qingyuan believes in cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

However, Xuantian Dao strictly prohibits the same family, you can have personal grudges, but you can't slaughter each other, otherwise the law enforcement Daoists in the Law Enforcement Hall on Ying Tianfeng are ruthless, and the consequences are often unimaginable.

This is a rule, a precept, although for many people with deep personal grievances, this is a kind of bondage, but Wang Qingyuan understands that if there are no rules for a great sect of Taoism, tens of thousands of people, it is a plate of scattered sand, and without order, a sect will not be far from extinction.

......

The three people of Ziwei Peak moved.

With this move, a lot of attention was gathered, and the three of them became a peak, a vein, and an outer courtyard, and they were undefeated in fifteen rounds, and they all entered the next reincarnation.

One round may be a fluke, two rounds may be luck, and three rounds may be creation, but five rounds and fifteen rounds, no one believes that it is a fluke, maybe some people still despise it in their hearts, but they no longer deny that the three people of Ziwei Peak are definitely not weak.

There are six Liuhe stone platforms, and finally, on each stone platform, there are seventy-two people boarding.

"Of you, only ten will remain. ”

On the platform, there were six deacons standing in the corner, and at this time, one of the deacons spoke and explained the rules.

What the!

At this moment, some disciples were shocked in their hearts, the rules of the sect have changed over the years, but I didn't expect such a big change this year, seventy-two people are fighting, and the rule is to leave the last ten people.

In this way, some disciples from the same branch looked at each other, and such rules were too loose, leaving a lot of gaps.

In just more than ten breaths, everyone's footsteps moved slightly, and on the Chenyou platform, they were faintly divided into seven parties, six branches, and Wang Qingyuan.

Standing alone on the Chenyou platform, Wang Qingyuan's eyes were flat and unmoved, all this fell into his eyes, and it couldn't shake his spirit at all.

He noticed three people, such as Qian Qingye of Nama Peak, Li Qingrong of Yunjuan Peak, and Zhu Qingxuan of Ying Tianfeng, in addition, there were nearly twenty people whose own vitality was hidden, but they could not escape Wang Qingyuan's spiritual perception, and they were all disciples of Zhuji.

One, two, three...... Ten breaths!

The Liuhe stone platform was in all directions, and the disciples of the outer courtyard gathered, and their breathing was stagnant, and as expected, on the Liufang stone platform, they were all motionless, and no one made a move.

On a high platform.

"Grasp the qi, whoever can't help it first will have to expose the flaws. ”

"Divide and strike, or combine vertical and horizontal. ”

"There are choices about winning and losing, but there are many good seedlings. ”

Many deacons and Dharma protectors opened their mouths and talked to each other, and in such a scuffle, they could see a lot of things, real monks do not grow up in the rules, they rise in chaos, and they can really see the potential of a monk when they rise in chaos and swim against the current in difficult situations.

Liuhe stone platform is square.

At this time, many disciples of the outer courtyard who watched the battle showed a playful look, and on the Zichou Terrace, Maoxu Terrace and Chenyou Terrace, without exception, the three people of Ziwei Peak stood alone, and with the passage of time, the eyes of some disciples of the Six Directions Outer Courtyard fell on these three people vaguely.

Obviously, on these three stone platforms, many disciples have already made a choice, but because they are afraid of each other and grasp their qi, they are all waiting, waiting for someone to strike first and break the peace.