Chapter 241: It's Officially Started

Of course, Zheng Zheng didn't know that this was a rare dual-line demon pill, but even if he knew, he probably wouldn't take it to heart.

At this time, he was holding a medium-grade spirit stone in the tent, happily thinking about buying something for himself tomorrow.

Baiyuxu Dabi is imminent, and the more means you have, the more possibilities you can promote.

All my expectations are pinned here. The spirit stone is gone, and it can be earned, but if the opportunity to enter the White Jade Ruins is lost, I am afraid that in this life, I will not want to climb to a higher peak position.

In the next two days, Zheng Zheng spent spirit stones while earning spirit stones.

Earn is elated, spend is distressed.

On the morning of the third day, Zheng Zheng got out of the tent as before, preparing for the beginning of a new day. I unexpectedly found that there were full stalls on weekdays, but there was none this morning. All the stalls are nowhere to be seen.

He hurriedly looked and saw that not far ahead, a large group of people were forming a long line.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Zheng Zheng also put down his big plan, hurriedly ran up, and then came back in line. He nodded at the monk in front of him and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, what are you doing here?"

The monk glared at him and said, "What are you doing here?"

Zheng Zheng said confidently: "Of course, I will participate in the White Jade Market Competition." ”

The monk was angry and said, "Isn't that enough?" If you don't sign up, how can you participate in the big competition?"

It turned out that this was the case, Zheng Zheng patted his head, and he almost forgot about it.

In order to carry out the Baiyuxu competition in an orderly and effective manner, each major sect is also hollowing out its minds to create favorable conditions for its disciples.

Dabi stipulates that those who are lower than the third level of gas refining cannot participate in the battle for places.

If the masters above the sixth level of qi refining are disciples of various sects, they will also not be able to participate in the big competition, but will directly use the internal quota to escort them. This is to prevent some sects from racing horses, giving the guaranteed places to the disciples who are not top-notch, and then letting the masters compete for the remaining ten places outside.

If it is a casual cultivation that has reached the sixth level of qi refining and meets the conditions for entering the White Jade Ruin, then it is still possible to conduct a competition.

The competition is completely random by draw. In other words, there will be a lot of luck in it. So to be honest, although he is determined to win Bai Yuxu, Zheng Zheng still has no bottom in his heart, and he is a little uneasy.

After waiting in line for about an hour, it was finally Zheng Zheng's turn.

After filling in the general information and handing over a lower grade spirit stone, he got a brand of B23, and then waited for the official start of the knockout round tomorrow.

This made him secretly complain in his heart, these sects really won't let go of the opportunity to make money, just to report a name, they will ask for a low-grade spirit stone, they are okay, if it is an ordinary casual cultivation, it is estimated that their hearts will bleed.

After getting the cards, Zheng Zheng carefully understood the rules again, and then returned to the tent, breathing and recuperating, and striving to be in the best state of tomorrow's sunrise.

The day was spent in excitement and suffering.

Early the next morning, when Zheng Zheng stepped out of the tent, he couldn't help but be startled, there was already a crowd of people here, and there were no less than thousands of immortal cultivators gathered. He never imagined that there would be so many like-minded people on Earth.

In the middle of the bazaar, a stage has been raised, on which there is a row of more than a dozen stools. Each of the four corners of the stage has a flag fluttering in the wind, or a fiery red phoenix, or a white silver tiger, and so on.

The audience was already crowded with immortal cultivators, either kneeling cross-legged on the ground, or a few people stealing, or closing their eyes, and chanting words in their mouths.

Zheng Zheng raised his eyes and looked at it, trying to find the Fakong monk from the crowd, but found that it was just a matter of hard work, so he had no choice but to give up.

The sun is getting higher and the hours are getting better.

A distant sound of copper rang out in the sky, and all the cacophony disappeared. Immediately after that, the clouds suddenly dispersed, and in the colorful neon light, eighteen fairies soon appeared, carrying flower baskets, and countless flower petals fell into the air, turning into a sea of flowers.

At this time, a drop of rain and dew fell from the sky, and then turned into a wet light rain, dripping wetly on the body of the cultivator.

It's amazing, as soon as this rain and dew touches the body, it is immediately absorbed into it, which makes people feel refreshed for a while, and the true yuan is condensed a little more.

"It's nectar water. Some immortal cultivators suddenly shouted excitedly.

Zheng Zheng was also stunned, this nectar water is a first-class spiritual treasure between heaven and earth, the nectar conceived by heaven and earth, contained in the mutton fat jade net bottle, can live the dead, flesh and bones, dead wood in spring, and create all things.

Unexpectedly, the various sects would make such a big deal for the sake of the Baiyuxu Competition, which couldn't help but make Zheng Zheng secretly speechless in his heart.

"Look, they're coming. ”

I don't know who screamed, and all the monks present focused their eyes on the air again.

From the seven-colored rainbow ladder, a snow-white spirit beast with a whole body came from afar, this spirit beast has one horn and two wings, flying in the wind, like walking on the ground, showing a very noble and elegant, and there is an old man with crane hair and a childish face sitting on it.

This is the Kunlun Zhiyu Dao Chief.

There is also a Taoist priest, with a green scarf on his head, a green robe, his hands on his back, and his feet soar for nine days with a towering giant sword.

This is the real person in the sky of Shushan.

There is another monk, with kind eyebrows and auspicious eyes, holding Buddha beads in his hand, and chanting softly in a Sanskrit voice. Under the seat, the twelve cyan lotus platforms, a hundred lotus leaves, golden light, he put one palm on his chest, no wind floating, behind the faint Tianlong Babu people stand around.

This is the master of Buddhism.

There is another big man, with a hideous appearance, a green face and fangs, two horns on the top of his head, a copper ring on his nose, eyes as big as a lantern, stepping on a hundred feet of frogs, flying clouds and spitting fog, and being arrogant.

This is the Water Dividing Demon King of the Overseas Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

There was another old man, surrounded by black qi all over his body, and his ghost number was entangled in the shadow, like a soul envoy who had walked from prison.

This is the Black Flame Demon Lord of the Hundred Barbarian Mountains.

What's more, there was also a champs sitting in Kowloon......

......

The big shots who appeared one after another made everyone fascinated, they were like eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers, and the gorgeous and huge scene made people shocked for a long time. At the same time, I admired and secretly felt small.

As the rainbow staircase continued to extend, it finally descended to the top of the square platform that was erected. The leaders of the various sects, in no particular order, walked down with a series of laughter.

"Hehe, this is the second time that the old man has experienced the prosperity of the white jade ruins. The crane-haired old man got off the flying horse lightly and smiled at the leader of the sect and the elder of the sect.

"Amitabha, Zhiyu Dao Chief, why not a poor monk?" the old monk walked down the lotus platform, sang a slogan softly, and sighed a little.

These guys......

Zheng Zheng in the audience, listening to their undisguised conversation, was a little shocked in his heart, Baiyuxu tried it once in a hundred years. In this way, those people on the stage are at least more than 100 years old, and looking at their appearance, they do not look old at all, but the more they live, the more energetic they become.

Cultivating to a certain level, it can really increase longevity.

The leaders on the stage seemed to have not seen each other for a long time, and they exchanged pleasantries for a long time, and then they took their seats.

The whole stadium immediately became extremely quiet.

At this time, a Taoist came up from the side steps, he looked around, and sang loudly: "Baiyuxu Dabi, start now." ”