Looking at Yi Chen from afar, the old man was shocked in his heart, Yi Chen had completely merged with the array at this moment, becoming the most unique existence in the world, but he couldn't sense the existence of any qi from Yi Chen's body, like a living dead.

He was sure that Yi Chen was not dead, because Yi Chen's body was flowing on his own, and it could not be an empty shell, and there must be vitality to support it in secret.

"It's... Is this a deep sleep......?"

The old man couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes were not very sure, but he didn't dare to approach Yi Chen, now the latter had completely merged with the array, and it would easily affect the power of the endless array, even if he was in it, he couldn't ignore it.

Was this a success? or a failure?

Yi Chen did succeed in refining his body into a formation, but now his consciousness seems to be asleep, and he will never wake up if he can't say it, and it's really hard to judge whether he succeeds or fails.

Shaking his head, the old man frowned, took a deep look at Yi Chen again, and simply waited in place to see if Yi Chen's consciousness could wake up.

At the foot of the mountain, Yan Hao walked out of the house, saw a storage bag placed at the door of the house, his eyes froze, he opened it and saw that there were twenty medium-grade spirit stones, and after a while, he sighed deeply, but his eyes showed firmness, turned around and walked into the house again, and began to cultivate.

How could he not know that Yi Chen had given him all his spirit stones? he just pretended not to know, and it was precisely because of this that he had to cultivate more diligently in order to live up to Yi Chen's painstaking efforts.

On the top of the mountain and at the bottom of the mountain, Yi Chen, whose consciousness is sleeping, and Yan Hao, who is immersed in cultivation, are like larvae in a chrysalis shell, undergoing an unknown quiet transformation, and when the shell is broken, it is the time for them to spread their wings and fly and reveal their light!

......

Time flowed like water, very quickly, nearly a month passed in a flash......

The promotion to the inner sect competition is today!

In the early morning, Yan Hao's remote house suddenly erupted into a violent fluctuation, and the door of the house was blown open, and the next moment, Yan Hao's figure flashed out, with a little essence and color in his eyes, looking at his breath, he had already broken through to the fifth layer of condensation!

Originally, he could have tried to break through a few days ago, but he kept in mind that his cultivation path needed to be solid, and he couldn't rush it, so he chose to accumulate for a few days before breaking through in one fell swoop.

His aura was extremely stable, the cultivation of the fifth layer of condensation qi was almost unshakable, and around him, the natal array spirit also emitted an extremely dangerous and terrifying qi opportunity, which seemed to be more spiritual, and was completely connected with Yan Hao's soul!

After taking a few steps, Yan Hao came to Yi Chen's house, paused, stopped, glanced sideways, and showed a faint worry in his eyes, he hadn't seen Yi Chen for several days, and he didn't know where the latter had gone, and what was going on now, which made him feel a little uneasy in his heart.

After a long time, Yan Hao shook his head, sighed softly, withdrew his gaze, looked outside the formation peak again, and there was a sharp color in his eyes, and then he stepped directly away, and went straight to the bottom of the formation peak!

The rest, let me think about it later, today, is the day of his revenge!

Here, Yan Hao descended the peak, and here on the top of the mountain, the old man was still standing far away outside the stone platform and quietly watching Yi Chen, nearly a month had passed since that day, but Yi Chen had never moved, as if silence had been extinguished, making the bad thoughts in his heart more and more intense.

However, at this moment, the old man's gaze suddenly jumped, and some fluctuations appeared in his long-calm eyes, and between his eyebrows, a touch of solemnity gradually converged.

Fang Cai, Yi Chen's hand, seems to be ...... Moved!

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Today is a major day for the Qingxuan Sect, and the whole sect is very lively, because today is the time for the sect to hold a competition for promotion to the inner sect!

The disciples of the Inner Sect are the mainstay of the future of the Qingxuan Sect, which makes the Qingxuan Sect attach great importance to this competition, from among the outstanding disciples of the Outer Sect, one out of ten, one out of a hundred to select one of the geniuses, to give better cultivation resources, through the competition to become the disciples of the Inner Sect, often more valued by the Qingxuan Sect than the general direct entry into the sect and become the disciples of the Inner Sect, can rise in this competition, become the best among them, all of them are a combination of talent and hard work, and the future achievements will be extraordinary!

Around the martial arts platform in the sect, there were more than 1,000 people gathered at this time, not only the disciples of the outer sect, but also the disciples of the inner sect who had arrived here, and even the core disciples and all the elders were present!

Standing in the crowd, Yan Hao's eyes searched everywhere, and finally fixed on a cold and arrogant young figure in the distance, with unprecedented hatred in his eyes!

It was this man who destroyed his home, killed his parents, and made him suffer all the time in his heart for months!

At this moment, from the high platform around him, an old figure rose into the air, stepped on the rainbow light, stepped down the field, swept his majestic gaze around, nodded, and then said in a deep voice.

"There are a total of five places in this promotion competition, of which the winner will receive a flying magic weapon, and... Eight months later, there will be one place for the prison trip. ”

As soon as the words fell, the audience instantly became a sensation, and the exclamations came one after another, most of the disciples of the outer sect present didn't know what the so-called prison realm trip quota was, but when they heard the four words flying magic weapon, they couldn't calm down!

It was the most precious magic weapon among the low-level monks, and with this thing, before the foundation was built, it could fly in the air!

Many disciples of the Inner Sect were also shocked in their hearts, and they were suppressed by the flying magic weapon, and their eyes showed eagerness, as far as they knew, in the previous promotion competitions, the sect had never taken out such a magic weapon as a reward!

As for the high platform, those few core disciples had a slight change in their expressions at this moment, the quota for the trip to the prison realm was extremely precious, and it should only be possessed by them and a very small number of outstanding disciples of the inner sect, but I didn't expect that this time the sect would take out a quota to give a place to the outer sect disciples who were about to be promoted to the inner sect.

However, Yan Hao didn't listen to the words of the elder on the stage at all, he kept staring at the cold and arrogant young man, the hatred and anger in his eyes became stronger and stronger, if there was not still a trace of reason, he couldn't wait to rush to the latter and fight with him right now!

"I won't say much about the rules of the competition, you have all read the rules, you should know, I just want to say one sentence, I cherish my talents, although the competition does not limit life and death, so that you can show your full strength, but try not to kill the hand, you can point to the end. Glancing around the field again, the elder nodded, and then said, but despite what he said, there was still some helplessness on his face.

That's what is said in every promotion competition, but there will be casualties in the results of each competition, and the disciples either have grievances between them on weekdays, or have enmity outside.

But the elders have nothing to do about it, this is the rule left by the sect masters of the past dynasties, it cannot be changed, and the path of cultivation is already cruel, so it is good for these disciples to understand these truths as soon as possible.

"Let's start the competition!"

After a majestic drink, the elder flicked his sleeves, took off into the air, and flew back to the high platform, after his voice fell, before the person who announced the horn spoke, the two disciples of the outer sect directly flashed onto the high platform, bringing a whistling wind on the platform, looking at each other's eyes and colliding with hatred and anger!

The elder was stunned as soon as he got on the high platform, and then shook his head, is the first contestant actually the enemy?

Yan Hao was in the audience, holding a jade medal in his hand, which said the eighth game, in this first round of the competition, he was arranged to the eighth appearance, so far I don't know who the opponent is, but he doesn't care, his goal this time is only on the cold and arrogant young man, as long as he can kill him for revenge, he doesn't care whether he is promoted or not!

The two of them on the stage are both late-stage disciples of the fourth layer of condensation, and their cultivation is not weak in this outer sect, as soon as they meet at this moment, they instantly put on a posture, the person on the left summoned a jade cone magic weapon, and the disciple on the right also patted the storage bag, and a flying sword appeared next to him!

But when all this was seen in the eyes of the cold and arrogant young man, it made him smile disdainfully, shook his head, and immediately closed his eyes and recuperated.

Seeing the cold and arrogant young man closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, Yan Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, the two were still far apart, he couldn't see through this person's cultivation, but he would never be weaker than himself, and now looking at his light and breezy appearance, it seemed that he didn't care about the battle between the late stage monks of the fourth layer of condensation, which suddenly made Yan Hao's heart vigilant!

"Boom!"

A deafening sound came, like a handover of gold and iron, ringing in everyone's ears, Yan Hao looked at the martial arts stage, the magic weapons of the two disciples had already begun to collide!

And at the time of this collision, it seemed that a wave of qi spread from the magic weapon handover center, which made the entire martial arts platform faintly tremble, but it quickly stabilized, and the hearts of the disciples of the outer sect outside the arena trembled, and they looked at the two people in the arena and immediately held their breath!

The two are on par with each other! Between the collision of magic weapons, both of them took a few steps back, and after quickly stabilizing, the disciple on the left flashed sharply in his eyes, and instantly raised his hand to condense the spiritual pressure, and after catalyzing in his hand, he turned into a fire rope several zhang long and whipped forward!

This is a brand-new method that monks can use after stepping into the middle stage of condensation, the power is extraordinary, and there is even an advanced cultivation method hidden in that treasure pavilion, if it is obtained and successfully cultivated, the power can be doubled!

Obviously, this person did not choose the way of condensing fire in the treasure pavilion to cultivate, but despite this, the power of this fire rope is still not weak, and there is a faint trace of cold-blooded snake nature, like a fire snake with fire teeth to the other party ruthlessly biting away!

The other person saw the fire snake rushing at this moment, his expression was instantly gloomy, and when he snorted, he raised his hand and slapped it on his chest, which seemed to be secretly lit up with a brilliant rune, and when the fire snake attacked, a solid light curtain suddenly appeared around his body, causing the fire snake to hit it, and it immediately exploded and scattered, but it did not hurt him at all.

The blow was fruitless, the man immediately withdrew the fire snake, a grim color flashed on his face, and then he raised his hands and controlled the jade cone in front of him with all his strength to tear and sweep towards the opponent like lightning!

Seeing this scene, Yan Hao finally retracted his gaze, these two people's cultivation is comparable, and the means used are not mutually restrained, it seems that it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, if you really want to say who can win, it is estimated that it depends on which party's spiritual energy in the body is exhausted first.

Thinking of this, Yan Hao shook his head and no longer paid attention to the competition on the stage, in fact, from the perspective of his current fifth-layer condensation qi, the battle of monks under his cultivation was nothing to attract him.

Looking down at the jade card in his hand, Yan Hao's palm was clenched into a fist, but then he suddenly frowned again, and there was a trace of doubt and worry in his heart.

He hadn't seen Yi Chen's figure yet, where did the latter go?