Chapter 6: The Contest Begins
This hour is approaching, and it is the day when the new disciples of the Feihao Sect will begin.
As the sun rises, all things begin to absorb the essence of pure yang, thriving, heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, and everyone is in an absolutely awake state at the moment.
The elders of the Feihao Sect were seated, and many new disciples were eager to try and excited, and they were all ready to take advantage of this big competition to rise rapidly, soar into the sky, and start a legendary journey.
Offstage, three hundred new disciples were ready to go, and Zhong Tianhao naturally belonged to one of them at this time. On the stage, Feihao Sect Sect Master He Ling and Ling Nong sat in the middle, flanked by a cadre of elders and deacons, and there were many disciples standing below, their bodies straight and serious.
An elder walked out slowly, he was the person who presided over the competition. He has a serious face, no waves in the ancient well, and holds a jade slip.
Facing many new disciples, he said: "According to the regulations of the Feihao Sect, three hundred new disciples will take a test together, and the competition will be divided into three levels, the first two levels will enter the secret realm, and the third level will be a competition for all disciples, and the top ten can be cultivated by the sect and rewarded with heavy treasures!"
He paused, and said: "The way of cultivation is to fight for your life with the sky, but those who are not in the heart are easy to go mad, rather than scattering their souls, it is better to have a mediocre life, therefore, the first level is to test your heart, the second level, temper your will, and the third level, separate the ranking, reflect your value according to your actual combat ability, and determine your status in the sect." ”
"Those who fail in the first level, send them home, there is no practice in this life, those who fail in the second level, become miscellaneous disciples, if you want to get on the top, you must work hard in the later stage, and those who can pass the second level and reach the third level of the competition are all core disciples, the top four to the top ten in the competition, reward the spirit stone fifty, the third reward eighty, the second one hundred, the first place, one hundred spirit stones, plus ten Qi Gathering Pills. ”
Hearing the elders announce the rules, many disciples below instantly boiled, and there were many discussions, but they didn't expect that the losers in the first level would directly lose the opportunity to cultivate, of course, most of the people present were arrogant and powerful people, and what they cared about was the reward of the third level competition, especially the prize of winning the championship.
Qi Gathering Pill, produced by the alchemy master, is the dream of every Qi refining period monk, after taking one piece of the effect lasts for ten days, within these ten days, the cultivation speed is doubled, and there is no need to worry about the unstable foundation. Of course, it is only limited to the gas refining period. After reaching a high-level realm, this kind of elixir is no longer useful.
"The competition begins, enter the secret realm!"
With the announcement of the presiding elder Hong Zhong, many disciples rushed in and went straight to the secret realm......
Zhong Tianhao naturally followed the crowd into the secret realm, everyone came to the secret realm, opened their eyes, the first thing that caught their eyes was a vast open space, green grass, however, in the eight directions around the grassland, there were eight bronze statues, like eight demons, holding Fang Tian's halberd, teeth and claws, exuding monstrous demonic energy, everyone shuddered.
This is, the familiar voice of the presiding elder sounded again: "The first level test rules: sit quietly on the grass, if you are unharmed after two hours, you will pass the level, and if you are injured and vomit blood during the period, you will fail to pass the level and will automatically be sent out of the secret realm." ”
When everyone heard this, they were no longer confused, and they all sat on the ground, closing their eyes and resting their minds......
Outside the secret realm, in front of the high platform of the conference, a huge mirror was suspended in mid-air, and the scene that appeared in the mirror was the scene of the disciples meditating in the secret realm, and in front of the mirror, everyone could see the scene.
Zhong Tianhao also sat here quietly, keeping his mind calm and breathing disorderly.
Time passed minute by minute, and to the people in the outside world, there was no feeling at all, but for the disciples who participated in the trial, it was like living like a year, because at this moment, they were suffering a cruel test.
Their minds were battered, languishing, and weakened. Everyone knew that the eight bronze statues outside the grass were not simple decorations, but a formation that could transform spiritual impact, and if they couldn't withstand this impact at the moment, the result waiting for them would be to fall seriously injured and lose their qualification for the trial.
In Zhong Tianhao's sea of spiritual consciousness, he felt a figure appear in front of him, and it was a demon transformed by the eight bronze statues, holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, exuding demonic power all over his body, aggressive. In Zhong Tianhao's feelings, I am afraid that only a foundation building period monk can have such a huge amount of energy.
He felt his scalp tingle, "Damn, how could there be such a perverted trial." However, he rolled his eyes and thought about it carefully, it was impossible for Feihao Sect to have such a perverted new disciple, so there was only one possibility, that is: the demon in front of him only had monstrous momentum, but no equivalent strength!
After figuring out this section, Zhong Tianhao had no scruples, let go of the battle, and immediately sealed his hands and rushed forward.
Sure enough, just as Zhong Tianhao rushed out, the demon also rushed over, and the two of them fought each other, and the results of the battle were not as anxious as imagined, but as if they were devastated, the demon was really just a paper tiger, Zhong Tianhao only punched, and the demon was directly bombarded into slag.
After winning the battle, Zhong Tianhao's consciousness returned to his body, and he woke up while he was sitting cross-legged on the grass, and the three hundred disciples around him also woke up more than a dozen people at this moment.
Of course, there are also dozens of people who vomit blood and are seriously injured, obviously, they are all frightened by the terrifying momentum of the demons, and they are directly eliminated, these injured people are all disillusioned at the moment, and the injuries to their bodies are not serious, but they have lost the qualification to continue cultivating, and for the rest of their lives, they can only be reduced to mediocrity!
If they have always been a mortal, it may not be a big deal, the key is that they have already embarked on the path of cultivation, knowing that powerful monks can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and can do anything, knowing that monks can enjoy a long lifespan and regard money as dung, and the so-called glory and wealth in the world are nothing more than dreams in the eyes of monks!
At this moment, they were beaten back to their original form, from a high-ranking monk to a mortal, it is a cruelty that everyone has to face, this is the rule of the cultivation realm, and it is the eternal sorrow of mediocre people!
Two hours passed in a hurry, until everyone woke up, among the three hundred disciples, nearly a hundred were injured and exited, and the rest of them exhaled heavily, all of them had a feeling of relief for the rest of their lives. Either way, they all had the opportunity to continue their practice and become a true monk!
And Zhong Tianhao's heart is not calm, compared to these people, he was accepted as an apprentice by Shizun Lingnong, but he has a unique advantage, which can be regarded as a kind of luck!
As soon as everyone breathed down, the voice of the presiding elder resounded throughout the world again!
"Level 2, open!"