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It was about a great monk, and although the disciples on the ship were curious, they didn't dare to ask anything.

Lingzhou didn't stop all the way, and rushed back to the Xuanming Sect at an extremely fast speed.

Night gradually fell, and from the Lingzhou, the 100,000 mountains were as green as green, a vast expanse, and slowly turned into a dark shadow on the earth.

Nothing to say all the way.

After a few hours, everyone returned to the Xuanming Sect, and after the Lingkong Zhenren had finished giving orders, they left separately.

The competition has come to an end for the time being, and the final ranking competition will start tomorrow. When the time comes, it will be the time for the elites of the sect to show their strength.

The big competition of 100,000 mountains is, in the final analysis, just a selection process. Only the disciples who won the primary election were eligible to participate in tomorrow's competition.

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When Li Mu rushed back to the Fu Gong Department, it was the middle of the night. There was silence and no one outside the Xuanming faction, a department whose talents were withering and weakening.

He silently passed through the door of the main hall of the Fu Clan, illuminated by the night pearl, and the thoughts in his heart were rolling, and he didn't even notice the existence of someone in front of him.

In the shadows on the side of the main hall of the Fu Gong Department, a delicate figure in red clothes slowly walked out.

When Li Mu approached the place three feet in front of the man, he realized something, and he raised his eyes with some vigilance.

After a while, Li Mu's expression relaxed slightly, and he let down his vigilance. He looked at the figure and asked with a puzzled smile, "Why is Senior Sister Guo here?"

Guo Hongming, who was dressed in red, had a faint look in her eyes, and she couldn't see any emotion. Under the light of the bright night pearl, her skin is as white as jade, and her posture is exquisite, and her beauty is extraordinary.

She didn't answer Li Mu's question, but asked rhetorically, "How is Senior Brother Li's results in the big competition?

When she said this, Guo Hongming seemed to subconsciously straighten her waist, so the beautiful scenery on her chest became more prominent.

Li Mu avoided his gaze, turned his eyes to the street lamp behind Guo Hongming, and said with a faint smile: "Although the foolish brother is not talented, he has not barely met the requirements of the sect. How about Senior Sister Guo, it should have been successfully completed. ”

"That's nature. Guo Hongming put her hands behind her back, took a few steps forward, walked to Li Mu and stood within three feet of him, and asked him again: "Senior Brother Li, what kind of ranking can he achieve in the future competition?"

Li Mu took a step back, his expression unchanged, and said, "It doesn't matter what kind of ranking you get, I just know how to do my best—why did Senior Sister Guo ask this?"

Guo Hongming saw him retreating, her eyelids moved down slightly, and she turned her gaze to her feet, but refused to reply.

Li Mu didn't know what she was thinking, she simply thought that this woman was passing by here and wanted to see him, so she waited here. It's just that he has something in his heart at this time, but he doesn't want to face Guo Hongming.

Making friends is important in making friends, and making friends is based on sincerity. But when facing Guo Hongming and others, he had to lie appropriately to cover up his true situation.

This has always been a little tangled in his heart, he is already a lonely person in this world, but it is inevitable to meet some people who treat him sincerely and regard him as a friend.

Cultivation is meant to be alone, but who doesn't want someone to be with him on the road alone - despite all the tragic events, he has never changed his sincerity.

The "true self" in his heart still exists, and he as a flesh-and-blood "person" is the self he hides the deepest.

Since there is such a personality influencing him, it is inevitable that he will be caught in a dilemma when lying to those who have a crush on him.

This kind of feeling exists in the face of Zheng Yunjie and He Qiu, but it is not as strong as when facing Guo Hongming tonight.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman. He is not a wood, how can he not feel Guo Hongming's faint feelings for him. It's just that because of his identity and reality, he can't accept this woman.

The things he is carrying can only be faced by him alone, and he must not drag others down.

There was an awkward silence between the two.

Xuan Xiaofeng in the dark night was like a gentle mother, silently embracing them.

I don't know how long it has passed, Guo Hongming gritted her teeth and stepped forward again.

She raised her head, her eyes were full of stubbornness, and she said very resolutely: "If Senior Brother Li is not as high as me in the final ranking after tomorrow's big competition, then how about agreeing to my request?"

Li Mu sighed secretly in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face, and said: "If Senior Nephew Guo has any requirements, just say it, I will do my best, and I don't have to do that kind of gambling fight." ”

Guo Hongming took a step back and turned around.

She slowly walked towards the distance, her voice gradually became smaller, and she came from afar: "Senior Brother Li just remember this agreement, I just want to win you, you can't hide." ”

Li Mu shook his head helplessly, watching her figure disappear completely from sight.

He walked quietly back to his lodgings, without attracting anyone's attention.

The next day, early in the morning.

The bell rang, Li Mu walked out of his living room, and happened to meet Zheng Yunjie, who was also going out, and the two walked to the Xuanxiao Pavilion of the Demon Slaying Department together.

Today's meeting place is still there, but there are many fewer disciples who have been asked to go, but there are no other disciples who go to watch the battle.

In addition to Zheng Yunjie's rune talent, his own cultivation talent is not outstanding. However, with the good net worth of the second-grade talisman master, he still easily raised seven tokens and was able to participate in today's competition.

There are only a few hundred peak disciples of the Xuanming Sect, and there are very few people who can raise seven tokens, and the total number should not exceed fifty. Therefore, Zheng Yunjie can be among them, which is enough to show the strength of the second-grade talisman master.

No more than 50 disciples will pass a competition to determine the final top 30 and the top 3.

According to their wishes, the first thirty people chose fifteen more people to represent the Xuanming Sect and participate in the Blood Demon Trial less than a year later.

Of course, those Huafan peak disciples who didn't have the tokens were not going to be demoted to the first level of penance, but they had another chance to compete for the top two hundred.

In other words, in addition to the less than fifty people who have already stood out, there are more than 150 places for them to compete for. Among their opponents were not only disciples who were also at the peak of the Transformation Mortal, but also many people in the late stage of Transformation and a very small number of disciples in the middle stage of Transformation Mortal.

As for the early stage of the mortal transformation, it is basically impossible to appear.

Therefore, in the battle of the ring that will be held in the square outside Xuanxiao Pavilion today, in addition to the most eye-catching competition of the top 50, there will be more and more fierce competitions for the top 200.

In addition, on this day's competition, it will also be the most appearance of the black-clothed ghosts.

The square was boiling, and many people had already come.

After Li Mu and Zheng Yunjie arrived, the magic clothes they wore that belonged to the second-grade talisman master attracted the attention of some people, and even if a few people came forward to greet politely, they were all dealt with by Zheng Yunjie.

Li Mu has been silent, only occasionally responding to other people's questions, which seems very unkind.

Although some people are dissatisfied, they can only slander a few words in their hearts, and they dare not have any unhappiness with them.

This time, the Great Bi Sect attaches so much importance to it, which seems to faintly indicate something. Anyone with a discerning eye can guess through this matter that maybe in the near future, the Xuanying Realm will fall into chaos again.

At that time, the existence of talisman masters, Dan masters, refiners and the like will be particularly important, so you can't offend anyone else.

Li Mu and Zheng Yunjie, the two young second-grade rune masters of the Fu Gong Department, and the promising Fu Dao geniuses, of course, could not be easily punished.

Seeing that Li Mu and Zheng Yunjie were surrounded by many people, those disciples who were on the periphery remembered Li Mu's performance in the 100,000 mountains, and once again spread his "notoriety".

It's just that this time, when the word "Li Mu" was said in everyone's mouths, they all tacitly hid the malicious speculation and slander they once had, but they all had a little awe and even worship.

People at the bottom are always conformists, and they can't help but be curious when many people talk about a person in a reverent tone. When they hear about this person's deeds from those people, they will also "worship" this person and spread his deeds diligently.

It's just that the monks are no better than the commoners, and they have an innate ability to obey the order. Therefore, although there were thousands of people in the square at this time, and more than half of these thousands of people were talking about Li Mu, they were still very restrained on the whole, and they did not make any noise, let alone any accidents.

Standing beside Zheng Yunjie, Li Mu, who was surrounded by more than a dozen people, didn't know. In the past few years, his reputation has become somewhat bad because he was deliberately slandered by Ma Chuyuan and others, but today it has been completely reversed.

For a long time after that, no disciple in the Xuanming sect dared to spread unfavorable remarks against him. He had become a heroic being, revered by the disciples at the bottom of the Xuanming Sect, and had a certain wish.

Today is the grand final battle of the Xuanming Sect in the past thousand years, so after deliberation, the high-level leaders of the Xuanming Sect have relaxed the restrictions and allowed the innate disciples who live on the first layer to come up and watch the battle.

It was on the vast square in front of Xuanxiao Pavilion that the number of people was increasing all the time, and soon it exceeded 10,000.

Contrary to the excitement on the side of Li Mu and others, in the corner of the square, there was a group of silent people.

They were dressed in black, their faces were old, and they exuded a dull aura. They gathered together, and they looked out of place with the white-clothed Mortal Stage disciples in the square, and even the gray-clothed Innate Disciples.

There was very little communication between them, and each of them looked at the people around him with some indescribable complex emotion hidden in his eyes. There is pity, disgust, hatred, but also a peculiar sense of identity.

They are one kind of people, both poor and hateful.

Most of the other disciples looked at them with hatred and disgust in their eyes.

They are a bunch of people who don't deserve sympathy.

......

At noon, the Jindan Zhenren of the Xuanming Sect finally appeared.

It is said that among the several Yuanying True Monarchs who have been paying attention to the big competition of the sect, except for Cheng Qingyi, none of them appeared. Today, even Cheng Tsing Yi no longer comes.

More than thirty Jindan real people, led by three people, walked out of the Xuanxiao Pavilion.

Of the three people who walked in front, one more stepped out of the crowd and stood at the front.

This person is none other than Lingkong.

At this time, all the disciples had noticed their presence, closed their mouths one after another, turned their bodies to them, and waited for orders.

Lingkong faced more than 10,000 people, his face showed a bit of seriousness, and he said: "Today is the final election of my faction, and anyone who is here can participate in the competition for the top two hundred. Today's competition is uncertain, whether you live or die, you can play as much as you can. Those who have won three games will advance to the next round - if the number of participants is not enough, they will directly get the top 200 places. ”

"In addition, only the winner of this competition can be saved until the end, and anyone who loses will be eliminated. And this competition can be participated in regardless of cultivation, and there is no restriction on those with high realms from challenging those with low realms. Now, except for the disciples who have collected more than seven tokens in the big competition, the rest of the disciples who have confirmed that they want to participate in the top 200 competitions stand up. ”

After Lingkong's words fell, the disciples present took their places and moved out of the way in front of him in an extremely orderly manner, allowing those who were going to participate in the competition to assemble.

After about a cup of tea, hundreds of people stood neatly in front of Lingkong.

What is striking is that among these hundreds of people, most of the black-clothed ghosts who came here.

They still gathered together, standing silently at the back of the crowd, bringing an unspeakable sense of oppression to the other disciples.

In addition, standing among these hundreds of people, there were actually three disciples in the early stage of Huafan and more than twenty disciples in the middle stage of Huafan!

The other disciples naturally discovered their existence, but at this time, there were dozens of Jindan real people in front of them, and everyone present did not dare to speak casually, otherwise these disciples would inevitably cause a sensation, and they would inevitably be ridiculed.

After the crowd stopped moving and the disciples in front of him stood up, Lingkong nodded and continued: "A total of five hundred and forty-nine people participated in this big competition, so if you want to win the top two hundred, you must win at least two or more times. Go and try it, and the ring will be found in this square. ”

"Each victor has two hours to recuperate, and after each victor has won three victories, he is granted the right to a truce for the time being, and may not accept any more challenges from others until the final number of victories is determined, and then it will be distributed. ”

Lingkong glanced at the disciple in front of him, his eyes were calm, and he said without emotion: "If you want to get the cultivation quota of the sect, you must pay the corresponding price, so today's competition does not matter whether you live or die, and there is no restriction on what kind of spells, magic weapons, spirit runes, etc. you use, although you can play it, no one will hold you responsible." ”

"Now you go, there will be disciples in the foundation building period on the square over there to decide the outcome of the competition for you, and ensure the smooth progress of the competition. ”

After speaking, Lingkong waved his hand slightly and sent these disciples away.

After dozens of breaths, these hundreds of disciples walked cleanly, and by the way, they also took away many people who wanted to watch their competition.

The scene here was a lot empty, Lingkong smiled slightly, looked at the people below and said, "Please come out of the ranks of the disciples of the Mortal Peak who have obtained more than seven tokens in this competition and stand in front of me." ”

After someone in the crowd heard his words, dozens of people came out at the same time and silently walked in front of him.

It only took a few breaths for all the disciples who met the conditions to stand in front of Lingkong.

There are a total of forty-two people, and these forty-two people represent the most outstanding people in the realm of the Xuanming Sect's mortal stage.

Among the forty-two people, there were nearly twenty black-clothed ghosts.

Each of them exudes an unfathomable obscurity. At the same time, most of the disciples present could not feel any fluctuations in the Yuan Force on these black-clothed ghosts, as if they were just ordinary people.

However, the black clothes on their bodies and their old faces have a powerful oppressive force, which people dare not despise.

Li Mu and Zheng Yunjie stood behind the forty-two people, quietly observing his opponents.

Xue Chucai, Qian Yue, Guo Hongming, and Ren Zhongxing were all among them, but they didn't see Liu Xianyuan's figure, which surprised him and made him a little regretful.

In his mind, Liu Xianyuan shouldn't be able to get even seven tokens.

Maybe something happened? (To be continued.) )