Then, the disciples located on the Lingyu Square did not pause too much, and walked towards the Lingxi Arena.

That's where the Tianlan Sacred Church was held.

As for the Spirit Rhino Arena, although Ning Chen knew a little about it before, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes after all, so he could only honestly follow behind Han Yunshan and walk along the path paved by the Spirit Jade towards the depths of the Tianlan Domain.

Along the way, Ning Chen and Han Yunshan were still talking and laughing, and they still exchanged heads and ears from time to time, as if they were intimate.

Cao Mo, who was marching in front, looked back from time to time, a sour fire burned in his heart, if it weren't for the condescending head of the house, he would have torn that little white face to pieces now.

"An embroidered pillow, what else can you do besides making a single spirit pill fire talisman?" Cao Mo was indignant in his heart, muttering to himself, and he was even more suffocated in his heart, waiting to let Ning Chen know that it was powerful.

In fact, not only Cao Mo had this thought, but the other Lingqiu Sect disciples were also like this, maybe it was just not as strong as Cao Mo.

Soon, only a stick of incense passed, and in front of Ning Chen's eyes, an incomparably magnificent building appeared.

It is like a jade plate, with a radius of more than ten miles, more than 100 zhang high, the whole body is clear and turquoise, and no gaps can be seen, giving people the feeling that it is like carving out the forehead with a whole piece of jade.

Above the building, it is not exuding a gentle halo, as if it has spirituality.

Stepping into the Spirit Rhino Arena, in addition to the grandstands, there are also small rooms that are enclosed and completely transparent.

And walking in the Spirit Rhino Arena, Ning Chen could already truly feel a wonderful fluctuation, his divine consciousness seemed to be able to perceive everything around him, and even his divine consciousness could be transformed into another form of power.

"Could this be the mystery of the Spirit Rhino Arena?" Ning Chen couldn't help muttering to himself, his eyes full of surprise.

Soon Han Yunshan took Ning Chen and more than a dozen Dao children to the designated area, where there were two completely sealed transparent huts, and between the two transparent huts was a small piece of stands.

Through Han Yunshan's introduction before, Ning Chen already knew that this transparent hut was the Spirit Rhino House, which could be completely isolated from the outside world, and his own cultivation and their respective Dao could be fully fed back.

In front of the stands, there are huge rings one after another, which are completely carved from Lingxi jade, showing a strange hexagonal shape.

Just as Ning Chen and his Dao Tong kept looking around, revealing a new expression, they looked at the Lingxi Ring again, and a huge light curtain had been generated, on which the rules of this Tianlan Holy Gathering were clearly written.

A total of 420 disciples participated in the Tianlan Sacred Society, which were divided into two halves of the upper and lower districts, each with two hundred and ten people, and each half of the district was duel in pairs in a random way, and finally the sixteen people who won the most in each half of the district entered the second round.

In the duel, each disciple can exert their own "Dao" and transform it into combat power in the Spirit Rhino House.

In other words, in the real world, even a monk who doesn't like to kill and can only refine pills and refining weapons can still exert extremely strong strength in the Spirit Rhino Arena.

Here, "war" is only one of a hundred ways, and all roads can form combat power.

Under this light curtain, the names of all the disciples of the Lingqiu Sect have been divided into the upper and lower halves, Ning Chen's name has appeared in the last place in the lower half, and Han Yunshan has been divided into the upper half.

When such a divisional list was presented in front of everyone, the disciples of the Lingqiu Sect in the stands were in an uproar again.

I saw that in the upper half of the district, Cao Mo, Xiao Fujian and many other Lingqiu Sect Tianjiao were impressively listed, on the other hand, in the lower half of the district, it was much weaker, except for Zhao Chennai Lingqiu Seven Masters, other masters who were famous in the Lingqiu Sect were all in the upper half.

"What kind of partition is this, it's obviously top-heavy, it's not fair at all!"

"You see, that Ning Chen is actually in the lower half of the district. ”

"If you want me to see it, it must be the favoritism of the head and the great elder again, deliberately making the lower half of the district weaker, and escorting Ning Chen to advance to the second round!"

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All of a sudden, such discussions came and went, although it was not very loud, but Ning Chen could hear it clearly.

And as such words came into Ning Chen's ears, Ning Chen's heart suddenly felt a little angry.

That's right, he came to Lingqiu Sect, but he received a lot of care, which Ning Chen admitted, if others like to gossip, they can just say it, but you can't put any on his head.

Ning Chen had already known before that the upper and lower divisions were all randomly assigned, and even the head and the great elder could not control it, so how could he say favoritism.

However, Ning Chen didn't say much about this, just his indifferent expression sank slightly, and then swaggered down beside Han Yunshan, quietly waiting for the start.

Han Yunshan on the side, seeing such a partition, was a little apprehensive in her heart, although she was also a Tianjiao in the Lingqiu Sect, there was really no way to compare with the Seven Masters of Lingqiu.

"Hopefully we can go all out and get to the second round. Han Yunshan secretly cheered up, looked at Ning Chen from time to time, and secretly envied in her heart, if she could paint like Ning Chen, although her cultivation was slightly lower, she still might win the championship.

As for the head of the sect, Shangguan Chenfeng, the Great Elder Chen Daimo and others, at this moment, they were sitting on the Xuanyun Pagoda next to the Spirit Qi Arena, condescending, they could clearly see everything in the Spirit Rhino Arena, even the sound from the Spirit Rhino Arena could be heard clearly.

Regarding everyone's criticism of Ning Chen, Shangguan Chenfeng naturally listened to it, but it was not easy to say anything, this time, he could understand why Ning Chen insisted on coming to participate in the Tianlan Holy Meeting, just to prove himself and eliminate criticism.

It's just that with his understanding of Ning Chen's cultivation and strength, it is easy to achieve good results in the Tianlan Saint Society, but if he wants to win the championship, it is difficult.

After all, Cao Mo, Xiao Fatzi, and Lingqiu Qijie are not fuel-efficient lamps, and each of them can be described as having unique skills.

However, all this, even if Shangguan Chenfeng is the head, he is incapable of intervening, unless it is an uncontrollable event, this is the rule of the Lingqiu Sect.

Probably less than a stick of incense has passed, and the Tianlan Holy Society has finally opened the curtain, and the entire Spirit Rhino Arena does not need to be manipulated by humans, and the order of the duel and the ring where it is located are completely automatically generated.

The opponent Ning Chen encountered in the first round, named Tan Feng, already had the cultivation of the early stage of the Zhuji Lake Realm, which was already excellent in the Lingqiu Sect.

And when Tan Feng, who was tall and thin and had brown and red skin, saw that he was about to fight against Ning Chen above the light curtain, his shriveled face couldn't help but flash a touch of ruthlessness. (To be continued.) )