"Hey, you've been worshiping under the old man for some years, and you should know that the old man's life is approaching. Originally, the old man didn't have much hope for www.biquge.info the advanced Yuan Shen period, but who knew that a few years ago, the old man unexpectedly advanced to the late stage of the Rong Yuan, and his subsequent cultivation was also extremely smooth. If nothing else, there is still a lot of hope that the cultivation will be raised to the peak of the later stage before the old man sits down.

It's just that the old man knows in his heart that even if he can really reach it, the probability of advancing to the Yuan Shen is extremely low, and at most he will increase his longevity.

But with the favor of the heavens, there are so many thousand-year-old elixirs in the Taixu Great Array, if you can get some, the old man will be more than half sure of breaking through to the Yuan Shen Stage. He Qing sighed first, and then his expression became excited again.

"The disciple congratulates the master on his great progress in cultivation. The master has the grace of teaching the disciples, originally related to the major events of the master's advancement to the Yuan Shen period, the disciples should do their best, but even if the disciples can compete for the quota, but the picking of the elixir is very important, and the sect will definitely investigate it strictly, once the sect finds out that the disciple left the elixir privately, I am afraid it will ......" Yuan Fei heard this, and hurriedly congratulated him, but there was an embarrassed expression on his face.

He Qing advanced to the late stage of Rongyuan, and he really didn't know about it. But swallowing elixir is taboo in the door, and he doesn't want to lose his life because of this.

"Don't worry, the sect will never find out that you have hidden the elixir. This is a silk bag, which was obtained by chance for the teacher. This bag is extremely peculiar, it has two different spaces of different sizes, and the smaller space can be isolated with a secret method, no matter how strong the opponent's divine sense is, there is no way to open it, and absolutely no abnormalities can be found. He Qing smiled mysteriously and took out a purple pouch from his arms.

The pouch is very ordinary, and it looks no different from a normal storage bag from the outside, but it looks a little old and seems to have been used for a long time.

After Yuan Fei reached out and took the storage bag, he released his divine sense with some suspicion and looked into it, and found that there were indeed two spaces inside. It's just that the other space is not very large, only two feet in size.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Fei couldn't help but be secretly surprised. He had never heard that there were still storage bags with two spaces in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

In addition to this, there are two other items placed in the silk bag.

A red flying sword and a piece of black soft armor.

The surface of the flying sword is dazzling, and the hilt of the sword is engraved with the three small characters of 'Red Jiao Sword', which is a high-quality product in a medium-level high-grade magic weapon.

The surface of the other black soft armor shimmered, and it seemed to be woven from unknown silk threads, which looked extremely dazzling.

"The Red Jiao Sword and the Black Crystal Armor will be given to you as a reward. However, this silk bag can only be lent to you temporarily, and when the matter is completed, you must remember to return it to the teacher. In addition, this is the method of manipulating the hidden space of the Xuan Silk Bag, and after you write it down, you will immediately destroy the jade slip. After He Qing said this, he took out another jade slip.

"Master rest assured, the disciple will do his best. ”

Yuan Fei was worried that he didn't have a magic weapon that could take out his hand openly, especially the Black Crystal Armor, and the grade was definitely not under the Red Jiao Sword.

In this way, the chances of survival can be greatly improved.

"In this case, you will go and refine the magic weapon first, and when the sect holds a competition, the master will notify you in advance. He Qing commanded with satisfaction.

The disciple retired first. Hearing this, Yuan Fei took the jade slip into his hand, and after giving a deep salute, he returned to his residence.

After entering the room, he leaned on the head of the bed with his hands and shoulders in a thoughtful expression.

To be honest, Yuan Fei is still very interested in his own life. However, compared to the Dragon Tiger Pill and the Advanced Rongyuan Period, it is worth taking a risk.

And Fu Lingshan will also go this time, and she is even more burdened, so she can't help but worry about this woman.

However, in order to meet this woman, the premise is that you must successfully win a place.

......

Half a month later, a group of monks were gathering in a square somewhere in the Nine Swords Sect.

There were quite a few of these monks, and roughly there were about two hundred of them, and they were scattered under the three high-pitched rings with excited expressions.

At this time, there were two monks in each ring who were urging their own magic weapons, and you were fighting back and forth.

And Yuan Fei also stood in front of one of the rings, watching the battle in the ring with a group of monks.

In the ring, the two of them are both cultivating qi at the eighth level, one is burly, the other is thin, each is very cautious, and they are a few feet away from each other, and the magic weapons are entangled together, although the brilliance is flickering, the sound of gold and iron clashing is endless, it seems to be very fierce, but no one dares to rush forward.

A few days ago, Yuan Fei received the exact time of the competition, so he did not continue to practice during this time, but adjusted his state and prepared for a hard fight.

However, since the beginning of the competition, after watching several competitions in a row, his heart has relaxed a lot.

Although the monks who came to the stage to compete for the quota were very fierce, they only stopped at the point, and they would not really cause any lives.

Moreover, there are Rongyuan monks guarding each ring nearby, which is much safer.

And the methods of the monks are not the same, some are dazzling, and some are clean and neat, which opened Yuan Fei's eyes and gained a lot from it.

After a stalemate for a while, the burly man seemed to be a little anxious, and at this moment, the thin man dodged the attack of the magic weapon, and his body flew to the right and jumped up.

The burly man was overjoyed, and after shouting, he rushed to the thin man with his bare hands, and at the same time shook his arms, holding the thin man in the air, and then with a flick of his wrist, he was about to throw the other party to the ground.

But just when everyone thought that the thin man would be broken by a fall, an unexpected scene happened.

The thin man who was originally grabbed by the burly man actually broke free from his hand skillfully, but the burly man only had a cyan robe left in his hand.

"Golden cicada shelling?" Yuan Fei looked stunned when he saw this, the thin man used kung fu in the world.

And the disciples in the audience applauded and praised the thin man's unexpected means.

As soon as the thin man was freed, he immediately flipped his right hand, and a dagger in his sleeve fell into his hand, and then stabbed the burly man in the back of the heart like lightning.

The burly man's expression changed drastically, and he closed his eyes in fright. But instead of stabbing him in the body, the dagger was snatched back by the emaciated man.

"Senior brother agreed. The thin man took two steps back and hugged his fists with a smile.

"Ahem...... Thank you for your mercy, I admit defeat. The burly man was full of shame, and after returning the salute, he hurriedly jumped out of the ring.

The thin man also hugged his fists at the surrounding disciples and walked out of the ring.

"Hu Qing won this game, and the next group of disciples prepared to compete. Seeing this, a black-bearded old man on the side of the ring let out a low snort, and then scratched his pen on a book in front of him.

As soon as the black-bearded old man's words fell, a figure flashed under the ring, and a man in a yellow shirt jumped up and stepped into the ring.

He is not tall, about 30 years old, with a pair of mustaches and sharp-beaked monkey gills.

At the same time, a figure flashed across from it, revealing a man. Twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a brocade robe, handsome, holding a paper fan in his hand, looking graceful.

Both of them are ninth-level Qi cultivators.

"In Xia Jiang Fang, I don't know the name of my junior brother?" The man in the yellow shirt touched the corner of his mouth and beard, clenched his fists and smiled.

"Senior brother is polite, he is really polite in Xia Jia Dao. The man in the brocade robe returned the salute very politely.

"Is it him?" Yuan Fei couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

This brocade-robed man was Jia Daozhen, who had entered the Nine Swords Sect with him back then, no wonder the other party felt a little familiar as soon as he came to power.

It's just that the two of them haven't seen each other since they entered the sect. And although this Jia Daozhen seems to be humble and polite, but in fact, it is also inconsistent, since the incident in the Valley of Dust, Yuan Fei has not had a good impression of him.

And after the two on the stage were politely saying a few words to each other, Jiang Fang suddenly stared at each other, and he took the first step.

With one hand, he slapped it on his waist, and a cyan flying sword flew out of it, and then with a slash in his hand, the cyan flying sword shot out at the opposite side.

Seeing this, Jia Daozhen shook his robe, and a golden flying sword flashed, and it collided with the cyan flying sword.

Not only that, but as soon as his arms were raised, the sound of "whooshing" breaking through the air sounded, and two golden short swords flew out of his sleeves, attacking Jiang Fang on the left and right sides respectively.

"Three Flying Sword! Could it be that he is so talented? Otherwise, how could the power of divine consciousness be so strong?"

When the disciples in the audience saw this scene, they couldn't help but be shocked. In the battle between low-level monks, if you can control one more magic weapon, the odds of victory can be much more out of thin air.

And Jiang Fang was also startled, and hurriedly retreated, dodging the attack of the two short swords.

However, because of the relaxation of his mind, the cyan flying sword was suddenly knocked away, and the golden flying sword and the two short swords swept down towards Jiang Fang together.

Jiang Fang is also experienced, although he is panicked, his movements are not slow at all. Quickly slapped it on the waist, released another silver flying sword, and then recalled the cyan flying sword, which was able to withstand the attack.

But because of the haste to resist the enemy, it was inevitable that he was in a hurry, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

However, Jia Daozhen did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but only urged the three flying swords to tightly surround Jiang Fang, so that he had no way to retreat at all, and threw out one or two talismans from time to time to create some trouble for the opponent.

After a long time, Jiang Fang was a little overwhelmed.

After a while, Jiang Fang snorted coldly, and suddenly raised his hands, and a talisman appeared in his left and right hands, and then quickly slapped it to the ground.

"Puff" twice, as soon as the talisman touched the ground, it suddenly sank into it with a muffled sound.

And just when Jia Daozhen couldn't figure out what Jiang Fang wanted, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled.

Jia Dao really said "not good", and he was about to fly back immediately, but before he could really jump, with two "bangs", two earth claws flew out of the soil, and grabbed his bare feet with great accuracy.

The claw was unusually strong, and it broke free a few times, but it did not loosen in the slightest.