"What if I make talismans for you for free for five years, what if you don't give it to me?" Wang Changsheng muttered in his heart, a look of consideration on his face.

"I don't know how Uncle Shi is willing to give me Zhuji Dan in advance," after thinking for a moment, Wang Changsheng said with a frown.

"Do things first, then take the money, this is the rule," the middle-aged man said lightly, he seemed to remember something, and then said: "Of course, you can go back and think about it first, if you agree to the conditions I said, and then tell Wu Huan, if you don't agree, it doesn't matter, but I hope the transaction between us can continue, do you understand?"

When Wang Changsheng heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Disciple understands. ”

"Okay, you can go down if it's okay!By the way, I don't want a third person to know about today's events," the middle-aged man waved his hand and said meaningfully.

Wang Changsheng nodded and retreated respectfully.

Walking out of the courtyard, Wang Changsheng's expression was a little depressed, if he agreed to this Murong Senior Uncle's conditions, he would have to do things for him for five years first, but what he was worried about was that this Senior Murong Uncle would regret it at that time, after all, this was Zhuji Dan, not something else, fortunately, this Senior Uncle Murong did not ask for an immediate reply, which gave Wang Changsheng enough time to think.

Wang Changsheng said hello to the Wu brothers and left alone.

Looking at Wang Changsheng's departing back, Wu Le said in a low voice: "Brother, what did you say to Senior Brother Wang to Senior Uncle Murong, if you lose your soul, you can't ······?"

"Shut up, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't know what you shouldn't know," Wu Huan glared at Wu Le fiercely, frowned and said, to be honest, he was also very curious about the conversation between this Senior Brother Wang and Senior Uncle Murong, but he knew the truth that came out of his mouth, and there were some things that he still didn't know.

After a night of sleepless ideological struggle, Wang Changsheng finally decided to reject Uncle Murong's conditions and participate in the sect competition instead.

He now has more than 80,000 contribution points, and he is still 40,000 short of being able to exchange for two Zhuji Dan, he can earn thousands of contribution points from the Talisman Hall every month, and it won't take five years to get 40,000 contribution points, four years at the slow, three years at the fastest, he can save twelve contribution points, there is no need to agree to Uncle Murong's conditions.

Both of the Wu brothers have the cultivation of Qi Refining Great Perfection, but they are just an errand runner, which shows that this Uncle Murong's background is by no means ordinary, at least there are monks of the Yudan period behind him, if the other party regrets it at that time, he has no way to take the other party, therefore, Wang Changsheng chose to participate in the sect competition.

After making a decision, early the next morning, Wang Changsheng, who had not slept all night, went to the Ethereal Peak.

In the Ethereal Hall, several long lines had already formed in line, although the number was not large, but one of them exuded strong mana fluctuations.

Wang Changsheng swept around the crowd in line with the Heavenly Eye Technique, his brows furrowed, these disciples who planned to participate in the Great Competition, the lowest was the twelfth level of Qi refining, and there were dozens of people in the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, it seemed that it was not so easy to get a good ranking.

When it was Wang Changsheng's turn, the deacon disciple looked at Wang Changsheng's age with the bone observation technique, and after confirming that he met the entry criteria, he wrote down his name.

After registering, Wang Changsheng turned around and left the Ethereal Hall and flew towards the Talisman Hall.

Wang Changsheng visited the talisman makers who were familiar with him, and exchanged the talisman seals he drew from their hands for some other talisman seals, and exchanged talisman making experience before returning to Aoki Peak the next day.

In the next few days, Wang Changsheng closed his door and concentrated on practicing Ling Bo Weibu in the courtyard, and after a lot of practice, Wang Changsheng cultivated this light skill to the completion of cultivation, and the speed was more than twice as fast as before.

During this period, the disciples of the Xuanfu lineage, who were good friends with Wang Changsheng, came to the door to buy the talisman seals, but because of the situation, Wang Changsheng was not easy to refuse, and more or less sold them some talismans, and even bought a few Centennial Spirit Grass, making a small profit.

In the early morning of this day, a ray of sunshine just appeared in the sky, and a continuous bell of "dang" and "dang" rang in the sky, and the bell came from nowhere, louder than the other, seven times in a row.

When the first bell rang, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes, got up and walked out.

Wang Changsheng pushed open the courtyard door, but saw Xu Yi standing outside his courtyard.

"Senior Brother Wang, I also participated in the big competition, let's go to the Ethereal Hall together!" Xu Yi said with a smile.

Wang Changsheng naturally would not object, after these four years of getting along, he had a good impression of Xu Yi, although Xu Yi came from the Xiuxian family, but there were many children in the clan, and it was impossible to spend all the resources on him, especially something like Zhuji Dan, he could only rely on his own ability to get it.

Speaking of which, nine out of ten of Wang Changsheng's acquaintances in the Xuanfu lineage have participated in this big competition, these people's backgrounds are not as good as Xu Yi, if they want to get the Zhuji Dan Zhuji, they must fight with their lives, of course, some people who cherish their lives did not participate in the big competition, but planned to accumulate contribution points to exchange.

After Wang Changsheng and Xu Yi arrived at the Ethereal Palace, there were already many people on the platform in front of the Ethereal Palace, about two or three hundred people, and some of them exuded a faint evil aura, obviously people who had been killed for a long time.

Among these participants, Wang Changsheng found five or six disciples of the eleventh layer of Qi refining, all of whom were not very old, only eighteen or nineteen years old, and their faces were childish.

"I really don't know what these people think, the eleventh floor dares to participate in the big competition," Xu Yi said sarcastically.

Wang Changsheng just smiled and didn't answer, these people were probably blinded by the name of Tsukidan, and it could be seen from their somewhat restrained demeanor.

They were surrounded by senior brothers above the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and these people also realized that something was wrong, but under the temptation of Tsukidan, they finally stayed.

After the small half-pillar of incense, a team of foundation building monks walked out with a yellow-robed man, all of them looking very respectful.

The yellow-robed man was about thirty years old, with ordinary facial features, slightly dark skin, and several leather bags tied around his waist, and there were vague living creatures moving in it.

"The little ones who participated in the big competition, all come to my Yellow Wind Diagram," the majestic gaze of the yellow-robed big man swept over the disciples on the platform, and after saying a word, he raised his hand, and a yellow light flew out of it, and the yellow light flashed, and a yellow scroll the size of a hundred zhang appeared in the air.

After the yellow-robed man said this, his body shook, and he appeared on the yellow scroll, and the Zhuji monks who followed him also flew up one after another when they saw this.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng and the other disciples who participated in the big competition also flew to the yellow scroll one after another.

When he arrived at the yellow scroll, Wang Changsheng was shocked to find that there was a desert-like pattern under his feet, but as the number of disciples flying to it increased, the pattern under his feet was gradually obscured.

The yellow-robed man first released a yellow shield to cover everyone inside, and then controlled the yellow scroll to rise into the air, and after rising to a height of nearly a thousand zhang, the yellow scroll turned into a yellow light and flew quickly into the distance.

The yellow scroll flew fast, and in less than a quarter of an hour, it slowly landed on a plain of thousands of acres.

On the plain, there have already been many disciples of the Taiqing Palace, plus the disciples of Wang Changsheng's Xuanfu lineage, there are more than a thousand people.

Everyone didn't have the heart to talk, and they all looked around and observed their opponents.

Wang Changsheng swept around the bodies of the disciples of the other branches, and was even more secretly surprised, there were only dozens of people in the Xuanfu One Vein who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and more than 100 disciples of the other branches had cultivated to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, all of them had evil qi on their bodies, and some of them had terrifying scars on their faces, which made people dare not look directly.

It didn't take long for a hundred-zhang long black sword to descend from the sky, and after it landed on the ground, hundreds of disciples carrying various sword weapons on their backs walked down from above.

Most of the cultivation of this group of people is around the eleventh or twelfth layer of qi refining, and there are not many disciples of the Great Perfection of Qi refining, but the disciples of other branches do not dare to have the slightest contempt, most of the disciples of the thousand swords and one vein are sword cultivators, in the same realm, sword cultivation is almost invincible, and the difference is one or two small realms, which is nothing for sword cultivation, as long as it is not a big realm, everything is easy to say.

Next, two more groups of people came here, a wave of people riding a hundred zhang long silver flying boat, these people or carrying long knives, or carrying swords, or wearing shining magic robes, these people are the disciples of a hundred refining lineage, and the other group of people are riding several huge spirit birds, each person has several leather bags hanging around their waists, bulging, and there are vague living creatures moving in it, obviously, this group of people is a disciple of the first line of ten thousand beasts, some of them have released their spirit beasts, the giant bear that is a little high, a giant tiger more than two meters long, a giant bee the size of a basin, looks particularly scary。

At this time, more than 2,000 people gathered on the plain, but fortunately, there were more than a dozen foundation building monks accompanying each vein, and under the management of a group of foundation building monks, there was no chaos.

It didn't take long for a golden light to fly from afar, and finally stopped over the plain, the golden light was a golden giant sword more than ten zhang long, and there were five figures standing on it, led by Mo Wentian, the head of the Taiqing Palace.

Soon, the disciples below the plain discovered Mo Wentian, and there was a commotion in the crowd.

"Silence," Mo Wentian snorted softly, and the disciples below immediately closed their mouths.

Seeing this, Mo Wentian nodded, and said: "Listen to the disciples, the big competition once every ten years is about to begin, let me tell you about the rules of the competition, there are a total of ten demon towers, you can choose one to enter, each demon tower is different from the demons and monsters, but the strength is under the foundation, every disciple who enters the demon tower will issue a teleportation jade talisman, if you are not defeated, you can teleport out of it by crushing the jade talisman, this big competition, the top three hundred will be rewarded, including Zhuji Dan." ”

Mo Wentian's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every disciple below.

When Wang Changsheng heard this, his brows furrowed, if there is only a Zhuji Dan in the top 300, if he wants to get the Zhuji Dan, he must enter the top 300, but he doesn't know what to rank according to.

Mo Wentian paused, and then said: "As for the scoring criteria, first, look at the number of levels, the more levels you have, the higher the ranking, the demons and monsters from the first to the ninth floor of the Demon Tower, they are all the strength of the Qi refining period, if there are more than three hundred disciples who have passed through the ninth layer, whoever succeeds first will be ranked higher, of course, if someone wants to break through the tenth level, it is okay, if you pass the tenth level, you will definitely be able to enter the top three hundred, in addition, even if you stay in the tenth level for half an hour, the ranking is also in front of the person who has broken through the ninth level." ”

Hearing this, all the disciples suddenly realized, that is to say, in addition to looking at the number of passes, but also look at the time of breaking, if two people break through the tenth level, although they all fail, the disciples who stay in the tenth level for a long time are ranked in front of the short time.

"Okay, the old man who wants to talk about it has said it, junior brothers and sisters, take out your demon suppression tower," After speaking, the four people behind Mo Wentian each took out a tower-like item of the same size and shape, and threw it into the air, and the small tower rose in the wind, turned into a height of more than 100 zhang, and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the monks of the Jiedan period of each branch also took out a small tower, which instantly expanded after injecting mana, turning into a giant tower more than a hundred zhang high, towering over the open ground.

A total of ten Demon Towers stood in the clearing, and there were several foundation-building monks near each Demon Tower, with extremely solemn expressions.

I saw a flash of light of all colors, and the figure of a monk in the Yudan period appeared in front of each demon tower, and with a wave of their right hand, a black stone tablet with a height of a certain height shot out, standing next to each demon tower.

After doing all this, these monks of the Dan Stage urged the prohibition, opened the door of the Demon Suppression Tower, and walked in.

Seeing this, Mo Wentian nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Okay, the disciples who want to enter the Demon Suppression Tower, line up to enter, pay attention, you are only allowed to stay on this plain, you are not allowed to run around, there are many prohibitions here, if you touch the prohibition, it will be troublesome, understand?"

"Understood," everyone replied in unison.

Seeing this, Mo Wentian nodded, turned into a golden ray, and disappeared into the sky.

Seeing the head leave, some anxious people quickly ran towards the Demon Suppression Tower, for fear that they would not be able to enter if it was too late, but more people still sat down cross-legged and closed their eyes to recuperate.

Although there were ten demon towers, there were too many participants, and Wang Changsheng was not in a hurry to enter, but walked to one of the demon towers and observed them carefully.

Wang Changsheng noticed that every quarter of an hour or so, the senior uncle with his hand in the tower gate would let a disciple in, and at the same time as this person entered, the fourth or fifth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower would light up.

As the number of people entering the Demon Suppression Tower increased, from time to time someone teleported out of it, and the people who came out were slightly pale and nervous, and some of their clothes were even stained with blood.

Wang Changsheng saw this scene and nodded secretly, these people are all at the twelfth level of qi refining, and they teleported out in only half an hour after entering the Demon Suppression Tower, it seems that the demon beasts conjured up by the Demon Suppression Tower this time are by no means as easy to deal with as the entry trial.

Half an hour later, a line of small silver characters appeared on the black stele---- Song Shiyu.

"Someone broke through the ninth floor, so lucky!" someone was surprised to see the small silver letter.

"The tenth floor is lit up, is he breaking into the tenth floor?"

When Wang Changsheng heard this, his heart moved, he looked up at it, and sure enough, he saw that the tenth floor of the Demon Town Tower was lit up, which was a sign that someone was breaking through.

"Hmph, five years ago, Senior Brother Song broke through to the eighth layer, what's so strange about breaking through to the tenth layer now, maybe Senior Brother Song can break through to the eleventh layer!" A disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts snorted lightly and said with some smugness.