In a secluded mountain forest, a dark-faced young man sat on the edge of a turquoise quagmire, pinching his hands and chanting words in his mouth.

Bursts of green bubbles kept rising from the quagmire, and these bubbles burst one after another with the boy's spell, emitting a strong stench.

Suddenly, a green phantom in the quagmire rushed out, and a hideous snake head spat out with a bright red letter came out.

"Haha, my Blue Shadow Snake has finally succeeded in cultivating, although its strength is not yet at its peak, but it is more than enough to deal with the sect. Core disciple, hehe, core disciple, I'll see who can stop me. The swarthy boy let out a sinister sneer.

In a certain mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, three fierce tigers with teeth and claws erupted from their bloody mouths, shattering a huge rockery in front of them.

"Hehe, it's hard to beat the four hands, hehe, these puppets are in hand, and the core disciples are not in my bag. A young man with a somewhat pale face muttered as he looked at the tiger in front of him.

These hideous tigers, Hao Ran is a puppet.

Deep in the mountains behind Yang Mountain in Yanguo.

Next to the valley.

A tall and burly young man with a ** upper body stood there, his eyes were like electricity, his muscles were tangled, and his fierce and terrifying aura was stronger than that of a demon beast.

Roar!

The burly boy opened his mouth and roared, the muscles of his upper body trembled like a mountain, and his muscles and bones also made a crumbling sound, as if dozens of people were setting off firecrackers.

The ground was trampled and bursting, and the burly boy spread his hands and slammed into the rocky mountain beside him.

Thundered!

The rocky mountains that are several zhang high and six or seven zhang thick are torn apart, and the towering boulders are scattered in all directions like the goddess scattering flowers.

This burly young man Hao Ran is a physical cultivator.

His face was not red or panting, and the burly young man grinned and said to himself: "The sect competition is about to start, I, Liu Kun, will never be willing to rank below others, I will inevitably compete for the first place, and when I become the first disciple of the core, I am worried that I will not be able to build a foundation successfully." ”

Among the mysterious peaks in Luoxia Peak, there is a cultivation site specially prepared for potential disciples.

An old man in a blue robe said to the young man beside him: "Qin Kai, if you get the place of core disciple in this big competition, the peak master will make an exception and accept you as a disciple before you build a foundation." In the past few years, I made an exception and didn't let you go out to practice, so that you can concentrate on cultivation with peace of mind, and this time, you must succeed. ”

The young man looked grim and said, "Senior Uncle, don't worry, I, Qin Kai, will definitely be able to win the first place among the top ten core disciples." ”

The blue-robed old man shook his head, "Don't underestimate others, although your strength is enough to rank in the top five of the Nine Peaks disciples, but it is still a bit dangerous to compete for the top three, as far as I know, Xiao Mubai of Qi Yunfeng and Xue Yutong of Bihan Peak both have the strength of the top three, and some of the veteran disciples of the late stage of the Qi Refining Period are so strong that even I am a little surprised as a foundation building period monk, I am afraid that you are a little dangerous at present." ”

The cold young man said: "Uncle Shi, didn't you tell me that either you don't fight, or you want to fight for the first place, otherwise everything is meaningless." ”

"Hehe, I said so, then you try your best to fight for the first! If nothing else, your biggest opponent is Xiao Mubai, and the second opponent is Xue Yutong, both of whom are carrying mutated spirit roots, when you encounter these two, you must be cautious and don't be careless. ”

"Uncle Shi, don't worry, I will never lose to anyone. ”

The white-robed old man nodded, no matter what else, in terms of strength alone, there are really few people in the Nine Peaks of the Zixiao Sect who can compare to this disciple, after all, after all these years of hard cultivation, the strength is increasing day by day.

"Okay, the retreat is over, let me see how strong you are now. ”

Recite!

The flying sword detached from his body, and the cold young man swung his sword towards the mountain rock.

Silently, the mountain stone cracked several sword marks, each sword mark was of general length, and there was almost no difference, as if it was copied from the same sword mark.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the blue-robed old man, "Well, that's good." ”

In the north peak of the underworld, in a huge hall in the belly of the mountain, next to a dark deep pool, two monks in blue robes were standing nearby, all of them pinching the trick with one hand, and their expressions were solemn.

From time to time, there were bursts of terrible ghost crying wolf howls from the deep black pool, and with the incantation from the mouths of the two blue-robed monks, wisps of gray light kept emerging, and they disappeared into the deep pool.

The deep pool rumbled as the gray light submerged, and the black water tumbled as if it were boiling, as if something was about to leap out of it.

I don't know how long later, the gray glow became more and more abundant, faintly covering the entire pool, but the rumbling inside gradually became quieter, and finally there was no sound.

"It's almost time!He Bing, be careful!" At this moment, a blue-robed monk suddenly shouted.

"Uncle Hui, the disciple is ready. A young man who had been waiting in the hall for a long time immediately stepped forward and said. This person Hao Ran was He Bing, a disciple of the Northern Peak who knew Lu Xu, and at this time, his cultivation had reached the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

"Okay, junior brother, lead the ghost out of the pool!" Seeing this, the blue-robed monk who spoke said in a low voice to another blue-robed monk on the side.

Then the incantation sounded, and at the same time, he raised his finger and pointed into the void above the deep pool.

With a "roar", a black phantom flew up from the deep pool.

The next moment, there was another "whoosh" sound, and it shot out of the hall.

But after the two blue-robed monks pointed their fingers again, the phantom immediately stopped in mid-air, and it was actually a powerful ghost with teeth and claws.

It is more than two meters tall, with two fangs in its mouth exposed, its whole body, as thin as firewood, and its hands are like the claws of a natural beast. After being imprisoned in mid-air by the two blue-robed monks casting spells out of thin air, he immediately let out a strange whining sound and kept letting out a terrible roar.

At this moment, He Bing let out a low roar, and a brown gourd in his hand flung out, and immediately fell down at the ghost.

"Poof".

An amazing scene has appeared!

The brown gourd only flashed with gray light, and it sucked in the ghost, and disappeared without a trace.

When the blue-robed monk saw this, he was overjoyed and reaped his mana at the same time.

He Bing saw that the ghost was in the brown gourd, but he shot a trick with one hand, and at the same time, a ball of essence blood spurted out of his mouth.

The brown gourd suddenly flashed with a blur.

After a few breaths, a blood-colored rune on the surface of the brown gourd's body flickered, and immediately disappeared, and it was silently suspended in the air.

He Bing had words in his mouth, and then with one move, the brown gourd flew back into his hand.

At this time, He Bing let out a sigh of relief, took out a talisman seal and pasted it on the brown gourd.

"Haha, okay. He Bing, you have subdued this second-level ghost, you have to practice it well when you go back. The second-level ghost is equivalent to the strength of the early stage of the foundation building period, and with your current cultivation, it can only be regarded as barely. It cannot be used until the critical moment. The blue-robed monk walked over and said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you for the reward from the two senior uncles, the disciple will definitely not disgrace Benfeng this time, and he will definitely enter the list of core disciples. He Bing was also very excited, and immediately knelt on the ground and almost swore and said.

"Well, that's good. Your cultivation is relatively poor, so we will help you subdue a second-level ghost, and you have to make good use of this hole card. Another blue-robed monk also walked over and spoke slowly.

"The disciple will never live up to the high expectations of the two teachers!" He Bing said sincerely again.

"Alright, get up. You've just got your hands on this ghost, and you still need a lot of time to refine it. From now until Tabi, you will stay here in retreat. The blue-robed monk said with a look of satisfaction.

He Bing naturally nodded yes again and again.

......

In a certain hut in the first vein of the ** peak of the Zixiao Sect, Fu Jundie and Fu Wudie sat cross-legged on the futon and talked.

"Sister, don't we really have a chance to participate in the sect competition this time?" Fu Wudie raised her head unwillingly and asked with a look of annoyance.

"Well, our cultivation is only at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Period, and we don't have any chance of getting the place of a core disciple. Fu Jundie nodded and replied.

Fu Jundie was also a little unwilling in her heart, but her cultivation was still thanks to Lu Xu's elixir to reach the seventh layer in a short time. The cultivation of the seventh layer above the sect is really the existence of the bottom.

"My brother-in-law is back, will he also participate? Fu Jundie's eyes rolled and said to her sister narrowly.

"Hmm. Fu Jundie's face suddenly turned red and glared at her sister fiercely. Since knowing her relationship with Lu Xu, Fu Wudie made fun of her with the title of brother-in-law whenever there was no one. Especially after knowing that the Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill was given to them by Lu Xu, she even had nothing to do with Lu Xu's name.

"Sister, the last time you went to see your brother-in-law, did he really cultivate to the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period?" Fu Jundie seemed to have thought of something, and said with an incredulous expression.

"Well, really. A touch of pride appeared on Fu Jundie's face, in just two years, he had cultivated from the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Period to the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period, which was indeed something to be proud of.

"Wow, brother-in-law is really amazing. Sister, you said that this time the sect is in a big competition, can my brother-in-law get the place of a core disciple?" Fu Wudie's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and she asked excitedly.

"You call brother-in-law again, be careful that I spank your ass. Fu Jundie's face was as red as blood when she was called by her sister's brother-in-law, and she glared at her sister in shame, and then frowned slightly and said, "It's difficult." ”

Fu Wudie stuck out her tongue and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, I obviously heard me call my brother-in-law so happy that I was going to die, and no one was allowed to call me on my mouth, which is really sullen." ”

"Ah, what are you muttering? When Fu Jundie heard her sister's broken thoughts, she raised her face in shame, and was about to teach her a lesson.

"Okay, sister, pause, let's start cultivating. Fu Wudie's face suddenly changed, as if she was not joking about her just now, a serious way.

"Ahh Fu Jundie covered her forehead speechlessly, her sister was very shy in front of outsiders, but in front of familiar people, she was a headache for people who often teased her.