After returning to the residence, Sima Wenzhi did not go to the guest hall again, and began to practice the spell in the house. After General Gao's reminder, several offensive techniques he had studied had been successful.

The time had just arrived, and there was a stirring of spiritual energy around his residence.

Sima Wenzhi walked out of the room to check, and found that the momentum was stronger than yesterday. Today's Tianchengzi Master told more people to have insights, and their cultivation has made progress.

But at this time, he did not take the opportunity to practice.

When he practiced, he needed to meditate and settle down, and it was difficult to grasp when he would be able to make a decision, and he could not delay tomorrow's affairs.

In fact, there is one thing that can be taken advantage of.

Sima Wenzhi always carried a square box containing the Qi tonifying pill in his arms, and after swallowing it according to Tianchengzi, if it could not be turned into his own use, he could be taken out of the body. The leakage of aura will cause the surrounding aura to stir, and this is the right time.

But he didn't.

There are two remedies, if the former is used, no one else is present at this time, and the latter is dangerous and abnormal, and the result is unpredictable. When considering whether something is possible, you can do it with all your strength if you are 50% sure. At this time, he was not sure, and a rash attempt was tantamount to killing himself.

Before the unitary time passed, Sima Wenzhi took off his coat and crown belt and went to bed early.

When he woke up the next day, he checked the hour, and it was still early before the hour came.

After grooming up, Sima Wenzhi waited in the room for his disciple to bring him a meal. The hour was about to pass before it arrived, and his heart began to be anxious. In recent days, the morning food prepared by the sect has been quite early, and it has not been delivered at this time, so I don't know what happened.

After another tea time, Sima Wenzhi didn't wait any longer, and went out to the back mountain. It takes a quarter of an hour to travel from the back mountain, and it will be too late to wait any longer.

There were few pedestrians on the road, only three or three of the handymen, and occasionally a Shangqing disciple could be seen, and when he saw him, he opened his mouth and saluted in doubt. Sima asked in a hurry, and left quickly after responding.

When he arrived at the empty field in Houshan, except for the miscellaneous servants and overseers who arranged the site, Sima Wenzhi did not see anyone else. When he was in doubt, a disciple stepped forward to greet him.

"What time is this?" saw someone come forward, Sima Wenzhi asked.

"Uncle Hui, it's just past two o'clock. Uncle Shi came so early, he was really diligent. The person replied, and there was a lot of flattery in the words.

Go out at one hour, and it should be two minutes past the hour here. People come to say that it is two moments, and it should not be so.

What the person said was not wrong, before going to bed yesterday, Sima Wenzhi added a liter of water less than in the leakage. The clock shifted backwards, and he forgot about it.

Now that he has come, he no longer bothered with the hour, and found an open space to sit and breathe. The breath of the mountains is very fresh, and it is refreshing without attracting spirits.

I was in a hurry to go out before, and I didn't worry about whether I had used morning food. At this time, he was just waiting, and Sima Wenzhi gradually felt hungry in his belly.

Although the Bigu technique can be used, it has not yet been completed, and it is a long time, and most of them will not last until the end of today's competition. In desperation, he could only get up and find the man.

A little bit of a heart, this person immediately understands. He is the overseer disciple here, and the food for the miscellaneous servants is distributed by him, and it is not difficult for Sima to ask what he wants.

Although it is not a difficult matter, Sima also feels guilty when he asks it. Although this is not an abuse of power for personal gain, it is also disgraceful. The food of the handyman was distributed according to the person, and if he was given a portion, someone would starve.

"Uncle Shi, the morning food has not been delivered yet. But when the sect was rushing to work at night, there was still a supper, and there was still a surplus. This one has not been touched, but it has been a little longer and is a little colder. When he felt guilty, the overseer disciple returned, holding a food box in both hands.

"It's a lot of annoyance. ”

It is best to eat the food immediately, so that the aura will not escape and lose too much. But at this time, Sima Wenzhi only wanted to be satisfied, and did not care about these stubs. The overseer disciples said that they had given it last night, and they would no longer occupy their morning food today, and the guilt in their hearts disappeared a lot.

After a few moments, as the field was ready to end, a stone platform was revealed when the fence in the previous clearing was removed. The base of the stone platform is dozens of zhang in circumference, and there are three zhang high. The more upward the circle, the smaller it becomes, and the top layer is only more than ten zhang. The stone platform seems to be one, and I don't know what kind of magic it is.

On both sides of the stone platform, there are flagpoles. There are flags on the flagpoles, and the handwriting can be faintly seen on the flags. At this time, there was no wind in the mountains, and the flag could not fly, so I don't know what was written.

After the stone platform in the field was revealed, more and more people entered the field. Sima Wenzhi found the location where the Shangqing Daoists had entered the field last time and stood there.

The stone platform occupies a large open space, and the empty space that could accommodate everyone before is no longer useful, and those who enter the field can only walk further away.

The crowd surged, and Sima Wenzhi held his position and did not leave.

At the end of the day, the three sect masters came with all the Daoists.

The previous preparation paid off, and Tian Chengzi led people to enter the place where Sima Wenzhi stood. At this time, there was no need for Di Kuizi to call him, and after the others walked by, Sima Wenzhi walked a few steps quickly to follow.

Before the start of the competition, the three veins still talked a lot, mostly red tape, although boring but necessary. Sima asked if he didn't bother to listen, and looked up.

In the stands, the royal family of the Jin Kingdom, who had not been present the day before yesterday, came. Sitting in the center was the woman, still covering her face with a scarf.

The red tape is followed by an explanation of the rules of the competition, and there is no square circle without rules. Things can not be done, but rules are indispensable.

When listening to the rules of the competition, Sima asked him to listen very carefully.

It is impossible for three people to go on stage together to fight, and in each round of three people draw lots, only two people come to the stage, and the remaining person has a bye. The stage is divided into wins and losses, and those who have a bye do not need to fight, and it is recorded as a draw.

Regarding the candidates, each of the three sects selected five disciples of the Dao Human Realm and three disciples of the Divine Human Realm, for a total of eight rounds.

When the Shangqing Palace was discussing, Sima Wenzhi heard that the monks of the Shangqing Dynasty Ghost Fairy Realm had also prepared two people. But at this time, for some reason, no candidate for the ghost immortal monk was announced.

The hour is approaching, the mountain wind is protruding, blowing to the middle of the field, and the flags on both sides of the stone platform are flying in the wind. The mountain wind is abrupt, and everyone knows that it is the three methods of Qingxuan Mountain.

As the mountain breeze blows, the handwriting hidden on the previous flags is also revealed, and there is a column on each flag. "Compete with each other, love and righteousness first", "Divide the victory and defeat, and do not decide life and death", Sima Wenzhi silently thought in his heart.

While meditating, the disciples of the Dao Human Realm of the three sects jumped onto the stone platform. At this time, Sima Wenzhi found that there were no steps on the stone platform, and everyone who competed needed to fly up.

When cultivating to the realm of Dao people, he has been able to extend the aura out of the body, and it is not difficult to pull up a few feet tall.

In the first competition, Yuqing had a chakra bye, and Taiqing competed with the monks of the two sects of Shangqing. The two of them opened and closed wide, and there was a lot of work and little defense. However, the cultivation of the Taiqing First Pulse Monk was obviously weaker than that of the Shangqing First Pulse, and after more than ten rounds, he was restrained by the Shangqing Monk, and the Shangqing First Pulse won.

In the second competition, Yuqing was still a bye. But the two people who competed were the opposite of the first one, just frequently tempted and did not make rash moves.

After two incense sticks, the temptation ended when everyone was bored. The two successively exerted their strength and fought together.

The Taiqing monk forbids the spirit, and the Shangqing monk breaks the confinement. The Shangqing disciples were fixed, and the Taiqing disciples struggled to get rid of it. After a few more incense sticks, the two palmed each other together, competing for the aura in their bodies.

The Taoist cultivator did not have much aura in his body, and he quickly divided the winner and loser, and the Shangqing pulse was slightly better, and the Taiqing monk fainted out of strength.

Both games were won, and Tian Chengzi smiled.

Both games were lost, Tian Mingzi was unmoved, and his face was as usual.