Don't think that after Shi Xiaole comprehends the artistic conception, the third-rate high-grade martial arts will be useless to him.

In fact, with Shi Xiaole's current strength, identity, and even background, even if he gets a second-rate martial arts move, he will never dare to perform it openly.

The so-called puff is not guilty, but he is guilty.

In the Cloud Triangle region, second-rate martial arts are equivalent to peerless martial arts, as long as someone smells the slightest rumor, it will immediately set off a bloody storm.

Shi Xiaole is currently incapable of protecting himself.

This is not the case with third-rate high-grade martial arts.

This kind of martial arts can be called powerful, but it is not rare to a certain extent, basically there are more powerful sects, and there is no need to worry about causing others to covet it.

The most important thing is that Yicheng's artistic conception is Shi Xiaole's killer feature, and he can't show it at every turn.

Time is in a hurry, and more than half a month has passed.

Under the impetus of Fuyang Qigong, Shi Xiaole's internal force cultivation came to the middle stage of the sixfold Tibetan Qi, and Taiyue Sanqingfeng had reached the realm of consummation of transformation as early as five days ago.

The reason why it is so amazing is that Shi Xiaole guesses that it is related to Huashan swordsmanship.

Taiyue Sanqing Peak, after all, comes from Huashan swordsmanship. And he has already figured out the Huashan swordsmanship thoroughly, so his cultivation is twice the result with half the effort, and his entry into the realm is amazing.

In addition to the internal force and Taiyue Sanqing Peak, Shi Xiaole's Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist and even the Flying Phoenix Body Method have also reached the realm of consummation of transformation.

So far, his cultivation, swordsmanship, knife skills, and fist skills, including light skills, have been strengthened one by one, and there are basically no weaknesses and flaws.

Shi Xiaole even had the confidence that if he was allowed to fight with the Great Elder again at this time, even if he didn't show his artistic conception, he would still be able to defeat the other party.

Just when the disciples of the Sword Painting Sect were in high spirits and working hard for the sect competition in half a month, Yu Fangge suddenly announced that the competition would be postponed.

"What, delay, is there any mistake?"

"I heard what the Second Elder said, this matter should be true. ”

"Why the delay?"

"I don't know. ”

When the disciples suddenly heard the news of Dabi's delay, they were stunned one by one, and many people were disappointed for a while, but there were also a small number of lazy disciples who were secretly overjoyed, and even wished that Dabi would be canceled.

"Found a large batch of Sansheng grass?"

As a disciple of the personal lineage and a master of the Sword Painting Sect, Shi Xiaole was called to the sect meeting hall, and after hearing the news, he was stunned for a while.

In the conference hall, Yu Fangge, the second elder, and the three major disciples were impressively listed.

"Sansheng grass is an important material for refining blood tonic pills, and it has always been very rare. If I remember correctly, on the market, a Sansheng grass is worth no less than five taels of silver. ”

Xiao Yuanbo smashed his mouth.

The thirteen sects of Luyan, most of which are emerging sects, have been relocated to Luyan Mountain in the past ten years, so they have not explored the deep Luyan Mountain at all.

Just a few days ago, a disciple of the Sword Painting Sect who was in charge of picking medicinal herbs accidentally fell off a cliff, and by luck he found a large amount of Sansheng grass before he died.

So the disciple rushed back to the sect overnight and reported the incident.

Only then did Shi Xiaole understand why he wanted to delay the sect competition.

In the final analysis, the Jianghu sect also wants to eat.

The Sword Painting Sect does not have as many industries as Jinfenglou, and in order to feed the nearly 1,000 people in the sect, one of the most important incomes is to sell blood tonic pills for healing.

In normal times, Sansheng grass is extremely rare, which also leads to the shortage of blood tonifying pills, and the income of the entire Sword Painting School is not optimistic. Now that a large number of Sansheng grass has been discovered, the sect naturally wants to free up a large number of manpower and get Sansheng grass in hand.

After all, the Thirteen Sects of Lu Yan are backed by Lu Yan Mountain, and what they do is basically the trading of medicinal herbs and pills. Once this matter is known to the other twelve factions, there will definitely be trouble.

The second elder glanced at a few people, and a wry smile appeared: "Don't be happy too early, this matter has been leaked." ”

"How can it be so fast?"

Yuan Qiuwei exclaimed.

"Because there are traitors in the sect. ”

The second elder snorted and said angrily: "There are several sects, after learning about this, they have already rushed to that place overnight, ready to strike first. ”

Xiao Yuanbo was puzzled: "How can the second elder know so clearly?"

The second elder was stunned for a moment, and Yu Fangge said proudly: "This is not simple, our Sword Painting Sect has also installed people in other sects." ”

Shi Xiaole and the four of them all looked weird.

The second elder's face twitched, and he said, "Due to the leakage of the Sansheng Grassland, now all the thirteen sects are all in full battle, and even the six sects such as the Changfeng Sect and the Dust Sect have already fought a battle. ”

"In order to avoid a situation that is out of control, after the discussion of the high-level of the thirteen sects, the ownership of the Sansheng grass this time will be decided by the disciples in the sect. ”

The second elder looked at Shi Xiaole and the four of them deeply, and said, "I called you here this time, just to hope that the four of you can come forward and draw the sword for me to get that piece of Sansheng grass!"

Hearing this, Yuan Qiuwei and the others immediately looked solemn, as if they were carrying a heavy burden on their shoulders.

The second elder instructed: "In this competition, we must pay attention to improvisation, and secondly, we must not kill people at will, Qiu Wei, you are a senior brother, you must pay attention to restraint, and of course, you must protect the safety of your junior brothers and sisters." ”

Yuan Qiuwei said firmly: "Master, Second Elder, please rest assured! Even if Qiu Wei is full of brains, he will defend the interests of the sect, protect his junior brothers and sisters, and not teach others to succeed!"

After another command and encouragement, Shi Xiaole and the four of them turned around and left.

"Second Elder, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Yu Fangge asked with a smile.

"Alas, I'm worried about Qiu Wei and them. Chu Lin, who is also one of the four heroes of Lu Yan, is said to have entered the Qi Acceptance Realm with half a foot, and his strength is even better than at the beginning. There is also Zhao Nanxing of the Iron Sword Sect, who is also an unwilling queen. In comparison, Qiu Wei and He Houhua of the dust gate seem to have insufficient successors......"

Yu Fangge squinted his eyes, and only smiled after a while: "Why should I worry about the sky, even if I can't get Sansheng grass, it can be regarded as a training for the disciples." And it doesn't have to be a miracle in the event of a miracle. ”

The Second Elder shook his head, obviously disagreeing. For the optimistic attitude of the leader, he is sometimes both envious and speechless.

Since it was a matter of the dispute between the disciples of the thirteen sects, this time, in addition to the four major disciples, the Sword Painting Sect also drew sixteen elites from the six or seven hundred ordinary disciples, a total of twenty people to accompany them.

The number of disciples who can fight cannot exceed twenty, which is also decided by the thirteen factions. Otherwise, if there are too many people, if the gun goes wrong and becomes a disciple, it will be over, so it is better to fight directly.

Under the leadership of the disciple who first discovered the Sansheng Meadow, the twenty people walked for more than two hours on the mountain road, and finally came to a half-way slope full of dense jungle.

As far as the eye can see, under the green plants of 100 meters above, there are low purple three-petal flowers and plants, swaying in the wind, exuding repeated fragrances, which is the Sansheng grassland.

And below the Sansheng meadow, at this moment, the east side is on the east side, and the west side is full of people, and the scene is full of gunpowder.

Shi Xiaole roughly counted, and the number was close to two hundred.

According to the thirteen factions of Lu Yan, each faction has twenty people, and a total of two hundred and sixty people will participate in this disciple battle, that is to say, the people have not yet arrived.

"Zhao Nanxing, you are really an idiot. ”

As soon as he approached the crowd, Shi Xiaole heard a cold scolding, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Chu Lin, what did you say?"

Zhao Nanxing is a handsome young man, but being scolded by his rival in front of the public made his face ugly for a while.

Chu Lin smiled coldly.

Because of the geographical location, the first to come here were their Changfeng Sect and Zhao Nanxing's Iron Sword Sect.

Originally, according to Chu Lin's meaning, everyone hurried to start at that time, and first divided the Sansheng grass here, and then said, how much can be picked, it couldn't be simpler.

But this Zhao Nanxing, arrogant and greedy, and stupid, for the sake of past grievances, actually wanted to embezzle the share of the Changfeng faction, making the two factions unable to hold each other.

When other sects arrived one after another, the opportunity to capture Sansheng Grass was naturally gone.

Chu Lin stared in all directions, looked at the surrounding disciples and elites of the various factions, and thought for a while: "Everyone, it is not a way for me to wait for a stalemate, in order to avoid a big fight, we might as well send the masters of their respective camps to decide the ownership of Sansheng Grass with a personal battle, how about it?"

Hearing this, some people immediately objected sharply.

Although I don't want to admit it, Chu Lin's strength is indeed faintly the first person among the disciples of the thirteen sects of Luyan Mountain, who can beat him?

Chu Lin smiled disapprerovitously: "Listen to what I said, Chu didn't want to swallow Sansheng grass privately. Chu Mou means that each of our thirteen factions sends one person to fight, and the first place will get two percent and three sheng grass, the second to fifth places will each be one percent, and the last five will be 0.8 percent. ”

The noise gradually dissipated, and many people showed thoughtful expressions.

Shi Xiaole glanced at Chu Lin.

According to the current situation, unless there are people with the ability to defeat one hundred people, no sect can privately swallow the Sansheng grass.

Under such a premise, Chu Lin proposed to decide the share of Sansheng grass with a personal battle, which was not only beneficial to himself, but also made others speechless.

The most important thing is that there are ten sects that can be divided into three sheng grass, and even if the other three sects are dissatisfied, they will never dare to take any action, so as not to offend the public.

"Guys, how are you thinking about it?"

Chu Lin smiled confidently.

"I agree. ”

One person took the lead in speaking, and it was He Houhua, one of the four heroes of Lu Yan.

"I agree. ”

Yuan Qiuwei also spoke, for a gentleman like him, it is of course good to be able to reduce conflicts one-on-one, and to be sure to fight for the share of the Sword Painting School.

The other three all agreed, and Zhao Nanxing, who was arrogant by nature, was naturally unwilling to be weak, and snorted coldly to express his approval.

Lu Yan Sijie has always been the banner figure among the disciples of Lu Yan Mountain, and seeing that the four of them passed unanimously, the rest of them no longer have any opinions.

"Okay, in that case, which two junior disciples will come up first to teach?"

Chu Lin laughed loudly, took it with one hand, and glanced at everyone.

On behalf of the Thirteen Sects, they were naturally the disciples with the highest martial arts of each sect, and these people usually knew the roots, and they didn't hesitate, and soon two people stood up and began a fierce duel.