Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Great Sect Contest (1)
Xiuyang Peak, whose strength ranks first among the outer nine peaks of Kunlun, is known as the first of the outer nine peaks.
As soon as you step on the Yunshui causeway leading to Xiuyang Peak, you can vaguely see the magnificent scenery on Xiuyang Peak. There are valuable 10,000-year-old herbs, rare mutations and treasures, and all kinds of natural treasures, so this is also the most prosperous place for Kunlun Danxiu.
Don't think that the outer peak is completely just a place for the outer disciples to cultivate, there are also elders here who are unpredictable, once they are accepted as true disciples by those elders, then although these disciples are registered in the outer peak, they are treated the same as inner disciples, and they can walk around freely on the inner five peaks without a pass token.
And since Xiuyang Peak is known as the leader of the Outer Nine Peaks, and it is also the place where the Kunlun Dan cultivation line gathers, the elders above the Jindan stage are the most in the Outer Nine Peaks, with more than 30 people.
As soon as I stepped on Xiuyang Peak, I felt a refreshing smell coming to my face.
"It's so comfortable! What does it smell like?" One monk couldn't help but take two more breaths, his face was different, and he only felt that his whole body and mind were refreshed.
"The mutated Neon Sky Fruit Tree is the fruit of this time, you are lucky!" Yang Chonghuan smiled, and after saying this, he looked at the middle but his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly continued: " Hurry up, the fighting platform is about to open, hurry up and wait over there, and then go on stage to compete when you hear your own brand, this time Dabi Xiuyang Peak has opened a total of five fighting platforms, and the three on the east side are the outer disciples who enter the inner door of the fighting platform, don't approach casually, those disciples are all cultivating above the foundation, and occasionally there will be individual disciples of Jindan cultivation, no wonder I didn't remind you if you were injured. The two on the west side are your fighting platforms, and the duel between those who build the foundation according to the rules and build the foundation, and the following qi training is also cut off, and the escort waits here, and my task is over. On the fighting platform, life and death are unpredictable, although there are real people watching from the sidelines, but real people are not gods after all, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be times when the whip is beyond reach, so be careful!"
Yang Chongchang said that he went to the three fighting platforms in the east, leaving only a group of monks to look curiously at the two fighting platforms in the west that looked like formations.
Jia Jia originally thought that there was also a word "Taiwan" in the fight platform, which should be at least a few feet above the ground, but he only drew two circles on the ground, and there were some unknown symbols around.
She was looking at it vigorously, and a monk who built a foundation came over and drove people aside: "Go to the side, the fighting platform is about to open!"
"Haha!" A bold voice came from the east, and the monks looked up, but it was two old men who seemed to be old men coming on cranes.
The laughing man held a disc in his hand and patted it lightly, as if it were facing a living thing: "Old fellow, it's time to work!"
The disc glowed purple as if it were spiritual, split in two, turned into two discs of the same size, and flew straight away from the man, flew towards them, and landed in the middle of the fighting platform. The purple light extended along those seemingly scattered symbols, and the moment the symbols flashing with purple light were filled, everyone only heard the sound of "rumbling" in their ears, and the fighting platform that was flush with the ground began to rotate, gradually rising above the ground, and only stopped after being a few feet above the ground.
The whole process only took a breath of time, but it had its own ancient and mysterious, like a magical ritual.
"Is this a formation or a mechanism?" the monk who was shocked by the way it was opened couldn't help but ask.
"It's a formation, it's a mechanism!" a lazy voice answered his question.
Jia Jia followed the voice, but couldn't help but be slightly surprised: it was actually a person she knew-Wu Santong! Wu Santong stood casually on the edge of the fighting platform, and it seemed that he didn't remember her at all.
It's no wonder, Jia Jia thought to herself, if she were a foundation building monk, who would remember the Qi cultivation monk who did the task together a few years ago!
When the two old men who seemed to be old men sat on the main seat and bowed slightly to the two foundation-building monks standing in the center of the fighting platform, one of the monks shouted: "Dabi begins, the first scene: No. 92 of No. 1 platform against two hundred and seventy-one, No. 73 of No. 2 platform against two hundred and seventy-two!"
As soon as he left the Dharma Fighting Platform, four monks jumped up, and Jia Jia swept it with his divine sense, all four of them were Qi Cultivation Cultivators, the peak of the fifth layer of Qi training on the No. 1 platform was the sixth layer of Qi training, and the two on the second platform were all at the fifth level of Qi training.
Jia Jia took out the jade card, and at this time, the rules had already appeared. After reading the rules, Jia Jia suddenly realized that the deacon wanted to congratulate her on being so high.
It turned out that there were a total of 521 Qi practitioners in this competition, and 300 people were taken as outer disciples. There are thirty-five disciples of the foundation, all of whom enter the outer gate, but when they need to decide the ranking∪ there will be elders watching from the sidelines, and the one who likes them will be the registered disciples. In the original book, Xiao Lixue was directly accepted by Luo Shoucheng as a true disciple.
Let's talk about the rules, but this rule is since the two hundred and seventy-one disciples everyone needs to compete, the opponent is drawn from the first two hundred and seventy at will, if the disciple in the back row defeats the disciple in the front, then the two cards are exchanged, the first round of competition down, the seventy-one people in the back are eliminated, and the first four hundred and fifty people are left. Then it is divided into half, starting from the two hundred and twenty-sixth, the first half of the people are drawn to compete, and the competition is down, and the seventy-five people who are eliminated from the last seven are eliminated, and then the third round is the same as the first two rounds, and then the seventy-five people who are ranked at the bottom of the most are eliminated from the seventy-five people, and the remaining three hundred people after the most are the outer disciples, and according to the rank of the brand, the top fifty have extra spirit stone rewards.
It is worth mentioning that there is a sequence of competitions, for example, if the first game is 301 wins, then he will become 92, and if the next game is drawn 92, then he will play. If you are unlucky, it is possible to encounter wheel battles. If he is lucky, for example, the person in the first place has not drawn him for a long time, then he will be the first without a fight.
This rule is really unfair, and it is really good to be at the top! Jia Jia secretly said, if no one has drawn me, then I won't be the thirty-sixth at the end?
And rejoicing, it is the number of two hundred and seventy-three, and this second punishment is her turn.
The first game was soon over, and the winners were No. 92 and No. 272, one kept his number, and the other changed to No. 73, and the face of success was full of joy, and the other side was naturally depressed.
The monk stepped forward, holding a plate of jade plaques for the two on the throne to draw.
The one who was sitting on the No. 1 Doufa Platform with the disc in his hand suddenly turned to the one sitting on the No. 2 Doufa Platform, and he didn't draw it for a long time. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and the Zhuji monk looked inexplicable, but he didn't dare to say anything, just respectfully holding the jade plaque and waiting for the elder to draw it.
"Old Yuan!" "The one on the No. 1 Fighting Platform used the technique of sound transmission to call the one on the No. 2 Fighting Platform.
"Huh?" The one on the No. 2 Fighting Platform looked back at him in some surprise, and at the same time responded.
"What are you doing here for this time when you deliberately resigned from the three seats on the east side?"
"After watching the competition in the east for hundreds of years, back and forth is just like that, I just want to find someone who really has a pure heart
Apprentice, what about you, Elder Ma?" the elder Yuan smiled and drew the jade plaque, glanced at it and threw it into the hand of the foundation building monk.
"Am I? curious! Come over and see what kind of medicine you are selling in this old bone gourd?" Ma Lao from the No. 1 platform stretched out his hand and flicked it in the void, and a jade plaque flew into the arms of the foundation building monk.
The foundation building monk stumbled, and finally received the jade plate.
"I'm old, but I'm still so fond of it!" Yuan Lao shook his head, turned around, and looked at the field.
The foundation building monk held up the jade plaque and shouted, "No. 1 platform 273 vs. 145, No. 2 platform 274 vs. 36!"