The next morning, the sun was warm and warm, with a gentle breeze and soft leaves.

Fu Jun stood on the higher terrain of Tianzhu Peak, staring into the distance, his eyes were firm. The ring of the Prayer Immortal Hall was already filled with a crowd of black presses, and the final battle of the Seven Xuanzong Xiaokou was finally coming.

Three years is not short, it is not long, in the three years of cultivation of the Seven Xuanzong, Fu Jun has not taken the initiative to provoke others, but if anyone thinks that he is easy to provoke, then he will have to pay the price.

In today's period, as a foundation building monk, I have gradually adapted to this undercurrent of the surging cultivation world.

For the power of the old ancestor to build yì to cultivate his own side, he actually didn't have much fluctuation in his heart.

He originally had this kind of thing planned, whether it was to solve the lonely palm of the old ancestor, or to avoid the invasion of the Demon Dao as cannon fodder in the future, if they were still weak in the Cangshan lineage, they would eventually be eliminated.

As long as there are people, there will be competition. The quality of the competition depends on the strength of the overall lì.

As long as their strength is strong enough, there will be people who will rush to follow the effect, and the mediocre will be excluded sooner or later, and they will be useless.

In the final battle of this small test, he could have used the technique of breathing, but chose to be forbearant and low-key, pretending to be harmless to humans and animals, and confusing the past.

But it's just that he is forbearant and low-key, and it doesn't affect his own affairs, but the few people behind him can't be justified.

Moreover, although the old ancestor advanced to the realm of Jindan, he had no choice but to be born in the Cangshan lineage, and the younger generations of his descendants were withering, but there was no real power in the sect that could be trusted for him to use.

For this reason, in the final battle of the small test, Fu Jun must work hard, and he is bound to win the top spot and move the Seven Xuanzong. embarked on the road of cultivating the truth, and fought for that ethereal immortal fate among tens of millions of people, and he had no way to retreat.

Whether it is suppressed, squeezed out, and there are thousands of obstacles, he must rush forward despite all obstacles. He must not retreat, and if he takes a step back, it will be an abyss from which he will never recover, and he will be drowned in countless mediocre torrents, and he will not be valued!

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At this time, it was the first day of the grand event of the final battle of the Seven Xuanzong Elementary Exam. In the huge Prayer Immortal Palace, there are dozens of three generations of true disciples in the sect who are thin and have immortal bones, walking side by side in threes and twos, patrolling all over the ring.

At this moment, a young man in a white shirt walked leisurely in the square alone, glanced at the crowded scene around him, and smiled faintly.

The final battle of the Seven Xuanzong Minor Examinations has risen for more than a hundred years and has been unfading for a long time, so it naturally has its significance.

In the final battle of the small exam, all the elders in the sect will attend, watch the competition, and secretly pay attention to attracting outstanding disciples of the third generation to strengthen the cultivation power of their own lineage.

The young man in white walked around easily, looking around with interest. The monk who designed this battle of the ring is probably also a wonderful person.

I saw that on top of each ring, there stood a red drum more than one person high, and on it was written a big black character -- Battle! There was nothing unusual about this big black character, but each drum was engraved with a formation that cleared the heart and concentrated the mind. As soon as people look at the past, they naturally feel refreshed, their troubles are all gone, and their spirits are shocked!

The young man in white is none other than Fu Jun!

He is at ease today, and he was assigned to Group A in the final battle of the small exam, and it is not his turn for the time being. However, today, Yue Qiu, Liu An and other five people participated in the Group B competition, so he had to come here to cheer for them and boost morale.

The final battle of the Seven Xuanzong Minor Examination, according to the final results of the puppet battle, is comprehensively evaluated, and is divided into three parts: Group A, Group B and Group C.

In Group A competitions, there are generally those who have achieved excellent results in the small test, and the members of this group are outstanding, and the number is very small, never more than ten fingers.

Group B competitions are generally composed of top performers, and the number of members in this group is also small, generally around 400 people.

Group C competition, but is the group with the largest number of small exams every year, generally up to 10,000 people, these personnel have average results, and the sect generally does not pay much attention to it.

And this year's competition, for some reason, is better than the previous ones.

Not to mention that the number of people in Group C reached 11,000, but there were as many as 450 people in Group B alone, and these personnel generally had cultivation above the ninth level in the Qi Refining Period, and their results in fighting puppets were even better.

In this year's Group A competition, the number of people is two or three times that of previous years, reaching the number of ten fingers.

Fu Jun didn't plan to come to watch the game in Group C, but the strength of Yue Qiu, Liu An and other five people all entered the Group A division.

However, the game has not officially started yet, and the five of them are still preparing for the battle, so Fu Jun has nothing to do, so he went to this lively square to walk around and experience the tension and excitement of the final battle.

"Take a look at it, if you don't buy it, you can join in the fun, the detailed information of the seven Xuanzong masters is in this book, and if you buy it, you will earn it. "

"The so-called knowing oneself and knowing the quilt, a hundred battles will not be defeated, with its storage, you are one step closer to the throne of the champion, fellow Daoists, such a good book, what are you waiting for, come and buy it, if you want to buy it as soon as possible, the quantity is limited......"

A burst of shouts came, attracting Fu Jun's attention, and the place where the voice came suddenly seemed extremely crowded.

"Hey, I can't imagine that I can buy materials privately, but today I am openly selling here!" Fu Jun couldn't help but laugh a few times with a little interest when he heard this, and raised his eyes to see the three generations of True Inheritance disciples patrolling nearby, looking irrelevant and unstoppable, and his heart was clear.

Seeing this, Fu Jun's eyes flashed, and he approached with an interested look.

As the cries of selling came from time to time, more and more people gathered nearby, and the sounds of inquiries and discussions sounded from time to time.

"This fellow Daoist, is the information in it really as accurate as you say, don't exaggerate and fool us. ”

"What that brother said just now is right, why should we believe you, if the information is false, wouldn't we be deceived and cry. ”

"Oh, presumably the two Daoists who asked just now are brothers who have just entered the sect, right?

"Hehe, the two brothers over there, as newcomers, you have such questions, but it's usual, the character of the know-it-all brothers, in the Seven Xuanzong, it is a household name, and it is naturally trustworthy. ”

Before he finished speaking, the crowd was all pandering and nodding yes, obviously this self-proclaimed know-it-all monk had excellent character and good karma.

"Hehe, thank you brothers and sisters for your love, I have always been a jack of all trades, as we all know. ”

"Brother Know-it-all, since your information is so comprehensive and detailed, the price must be very high, right?"

"Oh, it turned out to be Senior Brother Yan, the little brother is a jack of all trades. This know-it-all was obviously a smart and flexible person, very polite, and bowed to a black-robed young man not far away.

"This information, the little brother knows everything, but it took a lot of effort to collect it. I won't hide it from you, there are as many as 300 masters among the three generations of disciples listed in the book, most of them are masters of the Qi refining period of Group B, and there are even mysterious masters of Group A included in it. ”

"Ah, what! There will be information about the members of Group A, this is impossible, right?! Brother Know-it-all, you really have you. ”

"Hehe, the little brother is not talented, which makes the senior brothers and sisters laugh. This information took countless hours to compile and painstakingly assembled. ”

"Hehe, Luo admires the patience of Pepsi friends, but I don't know the price of such precious information?"

"Hehe, in terms of price, please also ask Senior Brother Luo and Senior Brother Yan to relax, although this information has exhausted my hard work, but in order for my brothers and sisters to achieve a good competition result, I only sell a hundred low-grade spirit stones today, this price is the price of cabbage that can't be picked up!"

"A hundred low-grade spirit stones, that is, a medium-grade spirit stone, can be so cheap?!Is this true?" The crowd suddenly chanted continuously, unable to believe it.

"Yes, you heard it right, only sell a hundred low-grade spirit stones, that is, a medium-grade spirit stone, such an opportunity, what are you waiting for, brothers and sisters, hurry up, what are you hesitating about?!"

With a confirmed shout from the know-it-all, the crowd suddenly boiled and high-pitched like hot water boiling in a pot, and the crowd, which was not very calm, suddenly seemed to be enchanted and frantically snapped up.

During the period, there were bursts of snatching sounds from time to time, and some people even almost made a big shot in order to grab it first, fighting with the same door, causing a tragedy!

Fortunately, the three generations of True Transmission disciples who were patrolling showed up to stop and maintain order, and the turmoil calmed down, and there was no bloody case because of a book......