"The Sect Alliance is going to organize the [Waste] Great Competition again!"

What Tang Xian brought was really heavy news that everyone should be anxious about.

"Is the news accurate?" Zhang Mei hurriedly asked.

She repeatedly checked with Tang Xian, but she was afraid that she had heard it wrong.

Tang Xian waved the paper book in his hand, divided it into two books in his hand, and said with a grin, "The guide to the big competition has come out this time, can it be fake?"

"Really, take a look!"

"Dabi's official news hasn't come out yet, how can there be a guide?"

"Is there a detailed explanation of the strength of the monks of each sect in the book?"

"Who's the big hit this time?"

After hearing this, the girls chattered and went to Tang Xian's side.

"Guess what!"

Tang Xian was extremely interested, raised the paper book in his hand again, and returned to his house first.

During the period when the war was calm, the Hongran Sect would organize a [Famine] Dabi every few years.

The purpose was naturally to motivate the monks in the army to do everything possible to improve their combat capabilities.

For the sake of the stability of the main battlefield, the scope of registration is also limited to low-level monks such as the Psychic Realm and the Open Door Realm.

Unlike the scattered competitions in which monks compete on their own in the arena on weekdays, the Great Contest of the Desolation is a battle of combat power within the army.

Moreover, in order to avoid a situation where a large number of monks put their experience into the competition, which would affect the normal rotation battle, Dabi would stagger the time period and select the students layer by layer.

First of all, it will be carried out in each sect, then it will be divided into defense areas, three defense areas, and finally the finals of the whole army.

In terms of the scope of participation, the competition is divided into team competition and individual competition.

The individual competition is divided into two levels: the psychic realm and the open door realm.

In the end, the middle and low-level monks who succeed in breaking through will come to the "Bird's Nest" to participate in the final competition and compete for the winner.

Each stage of the competition is rewarded with the winner of the [Military Merit].

The reward for the championship is even more attractive, and it is enough to dismiss the military service at one time.

This reward can make almost all low-level warriors serving in the Northwest ready to move, but in the end, very few can get their wish.

Before he came to the northwest, he had not had the privilege of witnessing it shortly after the end of the last big competition.

After listening to Tang Xian's words, the girls immediately forgot about the appointment to go to the Evil Mountain to practice today.

Three years ago, such a grand event had absolutely nothing to do with the people of the Ice Milling Academy.

But today, it's a different story.

"Zhang Mei, don't tear the book......"

Tang Xian suddenly exclaimed.

It turned out that Zhang Mei followed Tang Xian into the house first, and took advantage of the other party's unpreparedness to snatch a guide from his hand and flipped through it casually.

Tang Xian was screaming, but the other guide was secretly taken away by Yi Xuan.

"You two thieves!"

Although he was scolding, he was smiling like a flower on his face, and he was playing with the girls, a happy scene.

"Is our family He Jianyi optimistic about the market this time?"

"What about Zhen Feng, why is he only the sixteenth? [Yuelai Society] ranked him too low, how can you say that he was also the one who got the top ten last time......"

"How is the Fayin monk? In the past few years, his "Wuxiang Divine Skill" must have improved again!"

The girls gathered around looking for their attention, chattering and discussing.

One of these two guides is produced by the official idle book club of the Hongran Sect [Hongran Wendao], called [Guide to the Great Comparison of the Wasteland], and the other is compiled by the idle book society [Yuelai Society] affiliated to Chang Yuanzong, called [Yuelai on the Famine].

It was all exchanged by Tang Immortal for some [military merit].

The two guides also did not mention the exact time of the [famine] competition, only said that it was within a few years, which was a advance notice.

The main content of the guide is a detailed analysis of the combat power, strengths, personalities, and other aspects of the squad and monks who are likely to participate in the competition, as well as a preliminary analysis of the rankings.

The two guides have their own channels for collecting information, and there are many differences in the analysis of the situation in Dabi.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, monks who want to use this as a reference will buy two copies at the same time.

Several girls have experienced the last big competition a few years ago, and they are still deeply impressed by the unprecedented grandeur of the big competition.

In particular, some of the "star" monks who were ranked in the top 20 in the group and individual competitions last time shined in the big competition, not only on the last [Desolate Psychic List], but even among the low-level monks, especially among the low-level female cultivators, they have many supporters.

Several girls in the Ice Milling Academy also have their own candidates for support on the [Desolate Psychic List]. That is, the last big competition, they watched the battle all the way, and they were optimistic about the monks from beginning to end. There are even a lot of bets in the official casinos.

For example, He Jianyi, who was supported by Tang Xian, was a monk of the He family of Fudong Peak, and last time he ranked second in the individual competition of the Psychic Realm, and his team ranked second in the team competition. The Zhenhai Beast is the same [Sword Owl] as Zhang Chuyue, and its attack is terrifying.

Zhen Feng, who is supported by Zhang Mei, is a monk of the Zhen family of Baosheng Peak of Changyuan Sect, and last time he ranked ninth in the individual competition of the Psychic Realm, his team ranked third in the team competition, and the Zhenhai Beast was a certain type of spider.

Liu Mingxiang supported the Fa Yin monk of Fahua Temple, and Yi Xuan supported an orc tower monk, Chu Yue did not participate in it, so there is no need to elaborate.

In Tang Xian's narrow room, several girls took off their shoes and socks, got on the wooden bed barefoot, gathered in two places, carefully read the content of the guide, and talked about the analysis and judgment of the two idle book clubs.

From time to time, based on their respective supporters, they pinched each other and pretended to say cruel words, which made the room happy.

Only Li Ran had never experienced the last big competition, and he didn't know anything about the situation in between, so he circled around two circles, looked left and right, and looked again, but he really couldn't interject.

After a while, he suddenly remembered something, and exhaled angrily: "What is so good about the monks on this famine? You support this, support that, can they give you food, can they still give you drink, can they give magic weapons, elixirs, can they give [military merits]?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the room on the east side: "My master has worked hard to take you on patrol and duty, but once you want to kill the horned demon, how can [military merit] treat you badly? Why don't any of you support my master?"

The crowd was silent.

"Who said they didn't support your master?"

Tang Xian waved his hand and grinned, "What we are analyzing now is which team and which monk can win the championship, and your master is still a little hard." ”

"How do you increase the prestige of others?" Li Ran said angrily: "My master has killed so many horned demons, have you forgotten?"

Zhang Mei explained seriously: "Your master is powerful, but in the end, he is only a monk in the early stage of the Psychic Realm. The top twenty on the [Desolation List] are also monks in the middle of the psychic realm, and there are only three. The rest are all Psychic Realm Great Perfection and Late-Stage Monks. The top three monks, even against the weaker Diqiao Realm monks, have a slight chance of winning. Although your master's combat power is high, we have probably figured out his Taoism in the past few years, and he should be similar to ordinary mid-to-late stage cultivators in the psychic realm, and a little worse than those with strong combat power. ”

Zhang Mei's point of view is basically the opinion of the girls in the Ice Milling Academy. But there are some obscure reasons, but I haven't talked to Li Ran yet.

It's not that they underestimate Wei Fuji.

But the northwest is really a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, especially the monks here have participated in countless battles over the years, and the outstanding ones are very good at fighting. Compared to the Hongran Sect Alliance, the monks who practiced and asked in various sects were much stronger.

Although Wei Buer is an outlier in these monks' combat strength, among these groups, there is no problem in showing the mountain and dew, but it is almost impossible to excel or even win among them.

"You live a few years longer than me, but your vision is too poor, and you don't have much more knowledge,"

After hearing this, Li Ran's face softened slightly, and he pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "My master is only in the early stage of the psychic realm, so what's the matter? Have you forgotten that he also killed a yellow-horned demon with his own hands." Originally, when I was in the Valley of the Puppet, I heard that the master only had to open the door realm, and he could fight against the two Yellow Horned Demons without falling behind......"

Li Ran is fifteen years old this year and has followed Wei Buer to the northwest for three years.

The trauma brought by the tragedy in Qingyang Town seems to be gradually healed, and the whole person is more and more beautiful and moving.

There are already many brothers in the compliance court who are worried about her, and they come to talk and laugh a lot in private, and they are all blown away by Tang Xian's tigress.

Li Ran has no feelings about the overtures of the senior brothers in the sect at present.

After being reminded by Li Ran, the girls remembered to get down to business.

"What about this sect?"

While analyzing, I opened the guide and rummaged through it, and there was no mention of the Ice Grinding Academy team in either guide, and not even the team of the Cloud Yin Sect Academy.

"This is too bullying!" Tang Xian said angrily.

"Is this common sense?" Zhang Mei smiled and flipped through the book, "If you can see the name of this sect, then it is strange." ”

Since Zhang Jianfeng was obsessed with the cultivation of the Great Dao and no longer participated in the Great Competition, the Yunyin Sect had not achieved results in the Great Competition for a long time.

And after Zhang Jianfeng stepped into the Earth Bridge Realm, among the disciples of the Cloud Yin Sect's Psychic Realm, none of them had the combat power to show their hands, which was also the reason why the Guide did not mention the Cloud Yin Sect at all.

"Hey, hey," Li Ran suddenly saw something and laughed in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"Here," Li Ran took the [Moon Comes to Discuss the Famine] and turned to the end of the last page, "Look, my master is on the list!"

"Really?" Tang Xian was also a little excited, grabbed the paper book and took a look, looked up and down the page carefully, and carefully looked at it for a long time, before leaning on the lower right, the corners were awkward, and in a very small layout, he saw a few lines of words that were almost crowded together:

"Wei Buer, a disciple of the Psychic Realm of the Cloud Yin Sect's Kuzhou Academy, joined the army three years ago, and now serves as the captain of the Ice Milling Academy team of the Cloud Yin Sect of the Incarnation Camp. It is said that he once killed a Yellow Horned Demon of the Bone Scepter Clan, but this has not been proven......"

What I said later was the prediction of Wei Buer's performance, probably because he failed to break through the World Surrender Camp.

"Nonsense!" Tang Xian looked at it and shook the guide away, "Look, my Ice Milling Academy is going to shine in the Descent Camp this time." ”

The girls followed Tang Xian's words and began to analyze the prospects of the Ice Milling Academy team one by one.

Reaching the top 20 of the team, they dare not be delusional.

No matter how powerful Wei Buer is, there are a few others who are dragging behind, and against some teams with strong overall strength, I am afraid that the probability of winning is not very high.

But compared to the last big competition, even the Yunyin Sect's own selection competition failed to break through, this time to kill the Yunyin Sect, and even the selection of the World Descending Camp, everyone is still very hopeful.

This is not only because Wei Buji joined, nor is it blind optimism.

In the past few years, he has been on patrol duty, and he has obtained a lot of [military merits], which fully meets the needs of everyone's cultivation, and everyone's cultivation progress has improved a lot.

In addition, in weekday battles, Wei Buer deliberately exercised everyone's combat ability and enhanced the tacit understanding of cooperation, and in the process of several actual battles with the horned demons, the combat power of the entire team has significantly improved a lot.

Everyone was discussing enthusiastically, calculating the [military merit] reward that might be obtained by this big competition.

Yi Xuan suddenly poured a basin of cold water: "What if the captain only wants to participate in the individual competition." ”

There was an instant silence in the house.

This sentence can be described as a slap in the face.

Theoretically, due to the format, each monk could participate in both the individual and team competitions.

However, it must be known that these monks who participated in the big competition and individual competitions at the same time were basically from super or large sects, and they were very well supplied in terms of pills, talismans, and magic weapons.

In a medium-sized sect like the Yunyin Sect, few monks choose to fight on two fronts.

Otherwise, when the loss of the battle is too large, the mana is often not replenished, which is easy to cause fatigue in battle, but it is necessary to draw water in a bamboo basket.

If Wei Buji only chooses with reason, he should naturally participate in the individual competition.

After all, with his strength, it is very likely to break into the top 50 in the final competition.

But if this is the result, it will be meaningless for the girls of the Ice Milling Academy to participate in the team competition.

"I'll ask him!"

Tang Xian immediately couldn't sit still, and when he got out of the Ice Grinding Courtyard, he went to the Fuji House.

Zhang Mei was worried that she was impulsive and said something that shouldn't be said, and hurriedly followed.

When I arrived at the door of the Fuji room, I knocked for a long time and didn't reply.

Just guessing, the dog hoopoe walked in from outside the courtyard and smiled with the two: "I just have something to say, your captain summoned last night, and he had an epiphany when he practiced, so he needs to take a few days off." Your rotation will be postponed in turn, and you will make up for it when Wei Buji returns. ”

Tang Xian and Zhang Mei also had to go back to the courtyard first.

As soon as he walked a few steps, he met Du Ze, the captain of the psychic realm of the Huaiziyuan team, leading his team members back in turn.

Seeing the two guides in the hands of Tang and Zhang, everyone in Huaiziyuan naturally understood what was going on, and there were a few lively and good people, and they squeezed their eyebrows at Tang Xian and smiled: "Senior Sister Tang, what about the [military exploits] of the [Dunhuang] Dabi again? ”

Tang Xian said angrily: "I'll vote for your grandmother!"

......

The dog hoopoe returned to his house, only to find that Zhang Jianfeng, who was on duty at the front line, had been waiting for a long time.

While picking up the teapot to make tea, he asked, "Senior brother is here......

Zhang Jianfeng had no intention of tasting tea, but he knew that the dog hoopoe practiced tea and was not for the sake of hospitality, so he was no longer humble.

only said the meaning: "Recently, the war on the front line has been relaxed, so I took the time to go back to Longnan to buy supplies, and said hello to my senior brother by the way." ”

The dog hoopoe listened to it, and it was not surprising.

He heard that the sect was going to organize the [Dun Famine] Dabi again, and he could also speculate that there was no war on the front line.

However, he wondered about another point:

"How can you bother to buy such a small thing? ”

Zhang Jianfeng shook his head, "The purchase is just a cover. Senior Brother Gu got private news, and it is said that there may be a big war between the two sides. We waited for the front line to be dispatched by the upper echelons, like an arm command, and only went to listen to orders, and the news was blocked. I wanted to take this opportunity to see if there was something unusual in logistics. ”

The order of the Great War was not officially issued from the military headquarters, and it was a major secret.

Private correspondence and word of mouth are all part of shaking the morale of the military.

It is not difficult to understand why Zhang Jianfeng did not use the communication talisman to deliver the message, but came in person.

"That's not right," the dog hoopoe looked startled, and took out two guides to the Dun Wilderness Contest from his arms, "If the war starts immediately, why do you want to organize the Dun Wilderness Competition?"

No one wants to fight.

The dog hoopoe is even more reluctant to see.

The reason is naturally the embarrassing position and situation of the Cloud Yin Sect today.

It's just a matter of day-to-day combat, and there are no special arrangements at the moment.

If he entered a full-scale battle, he was only afraid that the Descending World Peak would take revenge for himself, and he would arrange a dangerous mission for the Cloud Yin Sect casually, and the consequences would be extremely fatal.

Zhang Jianfeng has been fighting on the front-line battlefield for a long time, and he has sharpened his very calm temperament, but he is calmer than him, "No one can say for sure now, ask the military department, and no one dares to reveal the slightest rumor." I figured something wasn't quite right. Therefore, I plan to go to the rear to see the logistics operation, and I can see some clues. ”

"I'll go with you," said the dog hoopoe, whose face was a little heavy, "and allow me to write a letter to the head of the house, and to mention the situation in a vague way." ”

Speaking of this, both of them had a little heavy in their hearts.

This matter involves the lives of more than 100 disciples of the Yunyin Sect in the northwest, and no one dares to take it as a child's play.

The dog hoopoe completely gave up the plan to make a pot of tea, sat at the table, picked up a pen, and replied to Zhang Jianfeng, "A few days ago, the head of the house just came with news. He searched for his way in many ways, and the attitude of Dawei Peak seemed to be a little loose, and it was still possible for the sect to move the Dawei camp as a whole. ”

Zhang Jianfeng let go of his usual cold expression and smiled bitterly, knowing that this was just a word of comfort to his family.

How easy is it to change camps......

......

A few days later, he descended to the east of the camp and gathered in a cave in the evil mountain.

The secret room is poorly furnished.

Complex patterns were drawn on the surrounding walls and floors, apparently for the wiring of the Spirit Gathering Array.

In the middle of the room there was an incense burner, and incense was burned in the furnace.

The smell of incense wafts lightly in the house, and the smell is light and refreshing, pleasant and quiet.

It can be seen that it is a special incense used by monks to stabilize their state of mind when they have an epiphany or enlightenment.

Wei Buer sat cross-legged in the middle of the secret room, his hands and ten fingers crossed, his expression was very solemn.

Since the psychic realm onwards, the drops of sweat that rarely appear are actually condensing on the forehead at this moment.

In its inland sea, like a mortal loom, a thin silk is pulled from the bottom of the inland sea, and it is connected to the dense pattern on Bi Fei's chest.

If you examine it carefully, it can be seen that within the general mana of this silk, there is a faint breath of indescribable Xuanjia, which should be the operation of the I Ching and the Naling Gong in one place.

At this moment, only the last wisp is missing, and a complete [Lingua] pattern is about to be completed.

This is the first complete pattern that Fuji has drawn after stepping into the psychic realm, and it is also the last step in the middle of the psychic realm.

After several days of dense pattern painting, he was exhausted.

The silk-like mana trembled slightly even on the [Lingua] pattern, barely maintaining the last stroke.

But in the next moment, the mana from the bottom of the inland sea was tightened, and the silk shook slightly, and it looked like it was about to break and fall.

"Hold!"

At this moment, Fuji let out a soft sigh, and an extremely slight puddle of turbid medicinal mud suddenly swayed at the bottom of the inland sea.

This is the last drop left of the [Painted Pattern Pill] given by Li Yunjing.

Fuji resisted the urge several times before, and carefully kept this drop of liquid until now, in order to be the most critical moment.

With a flick of his fingers, the liquid medicine shook slightly, and instantly rubbed up a slight wisp and injected it into the silk mana.

took advantage of the imminent arrival of this new force, the [Lingua] dense pattern, and the last stroke of the third line was finally drawn.

This brush was painted in an instant, and Bi Fei was shocked, as if a faint consciousness had been transmitted to the soul of the two gods.

[Hexagram] The dense golden light flashed suddenly, and a golden light flew up to the sky, along the Du vein to the sea of knowledge, and a light seal was deducted on the yellowed scroll.

The next moment the light was formed, the two [Woe to the Heart] on the silk book, and the mysterious words afterwards flashed faintly, and they were actually combined in one place.

Later, the mysterious text seems to have been rearranged and recombined, changing its meaning.

He observed everything, and when he saw the golden light knock and then disperse, he opened his eyes slightly, and his face was full of joy.

In the source of the inland sea, the mana accumulation has increased by about one-third.

In the sea of consciousness, the divine soul is more tenacious and firm, and it seems to be gradually realized.

The divine consciousness was controlled, and the scope of exploration was several feet more than before.

Casually control a mana to dance in the room, and the power of mana has also been significantly improved.

There are many indications that there is no doubt that the middle stage of the advanced psychic realm has been completed.

This breakthrough really made him feel like he was making rapid progress.

According to the broader consensus of the Hongran monk community, every ten years to thirty-five years during the psychic realm is within the normal range. The next two steps take more time.

But you must know that since stepping into the psychic realm in the sea of fog insects, he has successively experienced Qingyang Town, Yueheng Mountain, Yuexi Mountain, Kunmi City, and then to the northwest to join the army, which adds up to only five years.

And the time that was really used for cultivation during this period was only to open up a spatial passage in the [Candle Valley] and build a spirit gathering array in just three years.

In three years, breaking through to the middle stage of the Psychic Realm should be considered an extremely fast speed for a monk with a top-level talent such as a blood connection between the Divine Soul and the Zhenhai Beast.

For this kind of strange cultivation improvement, Fuji himself is also a little confused.

Even if it is considered that his meridian meridian transformation has been unimpeded, even if it is considered that the beast spirit veins under the [Candle Valley] are as high as the fourth-order lower grade, and the spiritual energy is pure and indescribable, even if it is the [Painted Pattern Pill] given by Li Yunjing has come in handy, and the speed of this cultivation improvement is far beyond a reasonable range.

He carefully reflected on his experience of cultivation in the past few years, as well as the details of the rapid progress in the past few days, and felt that he seemed to have a much higher affinity for all kinds of spiritual energy in this realm than when he opened the realm.

In terms of some precise ranges, it should be since the last time I met the [Candle] who did not know the race and the realm in the [Candle Valley], this kind of change began to appear gradually.

"Could it be that I have been cheated by candles?"

He couldn't figure it out for a long time, so he had to put it down for the time being.

In the sea of internal investigation, on the pale yellow silk book, the passive [Disaster to the Soul] given by Bi Fei and the active [Disaster to the Soul] given by Bingfeng have been combined in one place.

The strange text that followed is still incomprehensible.

After a short communication with Bi Fei, I realized that these two supernatural powers were actually the same.

The effect is also very different from before.

Active and passive usage methods still work, but after each use, the amount of time needed to slow down is greatly reduced.

When used, it is not as if it was controlled by supernatural powers in the past, and only a small area of transient scenes can be seen.

Instead, it can be introduced by one's own divine sense, and the whole person can dive into the [Woe to the Soul] illusion, observe a wider range of scenes, and even observe some small details.

In addition, in the future, the omen situation is not only a matter of life and death, but also some disasters involving major changes in the family, which can also be included in the scope of the omen.

The scope of the harbingers of calamity is not limited to just a few days.

The supernatural powers evolved for the first time, and his heart was very happy.

At that moment, the god was itching, and he drove a divine consciousness straight into the pale yellow silk book, and even mobilized about one-thousandth of the mana from the inland sea into the silk book.

In the next moment, the [Woe to the Soul] illusion suddenly descended.

I saw the blue sky and white sun, bright and clear, and the illusion seemed to be in the wilderness to the west.

The wasteland is a city of tens of thousands of sword cone stone towers, dozens of miles outside the city, and there are two armies facing each other on the east and west sides.

What I saw at this moment seemed to be just a snoop from dozens of miles away.

Of course, Fuji was not satisfied with this, and according to the way that Bi Fei preached, he said: "Woe to the soul, from my eyes, follow my heart." ”

At that moment, two more divine senses and mana were merged into the pale yellow silk book.

In an instant, the illusion of the [Disaster to the Soul] seemed to be much clearer.

Fuji's whole person seems to be wrapped in divine consciousness, diving into the illusion as if he was there.

After entering the country, it was as if his home had become a spirit bird soaring in the sky, and he went straight to the center of the confrontation between the two armies from a few miles away.

As the flight gets closer, the contours of the opposing sides become clearer.

From a distance, it can be seen that the eastern side seems to be superior, arranging dozens of huge military formations, each with a huge column or disc in the center as the eye of the formation, and the power between the movements is terrifying. Fuji naturally knew that this was the Terran military formation.

The western side of the army was weakened in strength and numbers.

There are only three rows of military formations, and in each formation there seems to be a huge cone-shaped object standing tall.

Although it was still far away, Fuji could already see the Mountain Clan Horned Demon, which was as huge as a small mountain.

He was horrified and wanted to get closer.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous snort from the Horned Demon Array.

A horned man with a purple cone on his head turned his eyes into the air, and a black light shot out.

"Ugh!"

With a muffled snort, the wisp of soul that sneaked into the silk book immediately collapsed......