Bai Xiaosheng retreated for three days and completed the three steps of spiritual exercise, communicating with the spirit, nurturing the spirit, and reflecting on himself.

Needless to say, the first two steps are very interesting, in Bai Xiaosheng's words, it is the starting point of internal vision. When a certain degree is reached, the spirit will break through the limitations of the physical body, slowly gather in the Divine Court, and use the Divine Court acupoints as the base to travel throughout the body to achieve the purpose of internal vision.

If he was able to enter the innate before that journey, I am afraid that he had come to this point, otherwise with his exhausted qi and blood, how could he support the energy that was lost when he broke through. can only look at the whole body and exert his strength in one place, so that he can break through to the innate realm with weak strength. If it is Bai Xiaosheng's method, it will definitely not work.

On the fourth day, Bai Xiaosheng went out of the customs, and the Shaolin Temple of Shaolin Mountain also opened its doors to welcome guests from all over the world. Bai Xiaosheng took Yang Kang and went up the mountain with everyone.

On the mountain, the melodious bells rang non-stop, and when they arrived outside the gate of Shaolin Temple, the noisy sound increased, covering the bells. Bai Xiaosheng looked around and was amazed.

The martial arts in this world are really not as well developed, and there are at least more than 1,500 people gathered in front of and behind the door. If you roughly calculate, there are probably three or four hundred young disciples who participated in this competition. At this glance, he saw seven or eight people from different sects and families, as well as many casual cultivators.

"Amitabha!" Abbot Kuhui shouted softly, and everyone was instantly silent, and their eyes turned to the square. The Shaolin disciples with sticks spread out in a circle, clearing a central clearing. Ku Hui stepped out and stood in the center. Lang said: "Colleagues, Shaolin held the triennial World Sword Contest today. Invite heroes from a radius of thousands of miles, regardless of sects, families, scattered people, etc. Everyone is here today. It is a great event in the world, and please follow the rules spontaneously and do not disturb the conference. In today's big competition, my Shaolin invited Liu Wei, the master of the Iron Sword Gate, the head of the Purple Crane Daoist of Baihe Mountain, the master of Xue Zhilang Hall of Qianyan Hall, and the first bitter wisdom junior disciple of my Shaolin Precept Academy, to be the referee of the competition. ”

"Now, take your seats with the four referees!"

The four seniors walked into the center and sat on a wooden chair on the side, and a small wooden table was placed on the chair. There is a special tea on it.

The abbot of Kuhui explained the rules again, these we also knew before, and the abbot of Kuhui did not say much, after he finished speaking, he let go, and the first master of Shaolin Dharma Hall presided over the big competition.

It's very simple, there's no sign up or anything, as long as you come, you're over eighteen years old. Under the age of 30, you can participate, it is a challenge competition, and it is not a ranking. It's about whether you're really outstanding. As long as you're good enough, you'll lose and have a chance to make the final twenty list. Participate in the big competition after two years.

Shaolin is the landlord, in order not to put Dabi in an embarrassing situation. A young monk from Shaolin Temple was the first to stand up.

"The little monk has no appearance, twenty-two years old. Please advise friends!" Wuxiang Xiaoheshan is not shy, standing there and generous, monk's robe swinging with the wind, quite a bit of the temperament of a monk.

Seeing that no one answered for a while, Master Kuyan said loudly: "I don't know that twenty-two-year-old young man is on the field to give advice. ”

"I came down to ask the little master Wuxiang for a lesson or two. A big man with a knife on his back stepped out of the crowd. He arched his hand and said: "My name is Wu Qiang, I am a man of the rivers and lakes, and I am also twenty-two years old. ”

Kucheng nodded and slowly retreated.

During the competition, the age is what everyone says, and those people will also be recorded, and if it is found out from time to time later, they will be eliminated and punished. This man looks quite old, not like a twenty-two-year-old, but the rules are like this, and he doesn't say much about the hard ride, leaving the venue to the two of them.

There are so many people here, there should be someone who knows Wu Qiang, and they are not afraid of him lying.

"Master Wu, please!" Wuxiang Xiaoheshan waved his hand and said respectfully.

Wu Qiang looked at him, pulled out his big knife, and said: "I don't know any fist and foot kung fu, only this knife technique is passable." Little master, don't you use weapons?"

"Amitabha!" Wuxiang clasped his hands together and explained: "The little monk cultivates Prajna Palm, and he doesn't know weapons and kung fu. ”

"Okay, then you're welcome. Wu Qiang's knife sharpened and whined. Everyone watching was amazed and saw that this person was so powerful.

In the crowd, Bai Xiaosheng looked at the two people who were fighting and shook his head slightly. The gap is too big, this Wu Qiang's one-handed sword technique seems to be good, but it is really mediocre, compared with the little monk of Wuxiang, it is far worse, and although this person has brute strength, the foundation is not qualified, compared with Wuxiang who has been cultivating since childhood, it is really a heaven and an underground.

"Kang'er, what do you think?" Bai Xiaosheng asked Yang Kang on the side.

Yang Kang smiled and said, "That big man is going to lose." As soon as he finished speaking, the little monk Wuxiang grabbed Wu Qiang's knife with both palms, and with a forceful swing and twist, the big knife had been snatched away.

He took two steps back and said, "Master Wu, the little monk has conceded." ”

Wu Qiang scratched his head, and Weng said, "I lost!" He was also single, took back his knife, and retreated into the crowd. When the others saw it, they were all interested, and an old man beside Yang Kang said to the young disciple beside him, "Ah Kun, you go." ”

The young man named Ah Kun didn't wait for the hard ride to speak, so he flew into the ground, hugged his fists and said: "Hu Kun in the Lower Perak Gate, twenty-two years old, please advise!"

Kuyan nodded, raised his footsteps and fell back, Wuxiang clasped his hands together, and said, "Master Hu, please!"

The Perak Gate is not a big sect, it is just a small sect, and the inheritors are only three or two big cats and kittens. But their martial arts are really good. You see that Hu Kun is much more advantageous than Wu Qiang, although he is inferior to the little monk who has no appearance, he does not show his defeat for a while.

"Master, this phaseless monk has a solid foundation, and the cultivation of Prajna is also very homely, so he is not an ordinary disciple. The martial arts disciples used by Hu Kun don't know it, but the disciples see that this should be a defensive kung fu, his fists and feet are well coordinated, and his breathing is not chaotic at all, thinking that it is a method of both internal and external cultivation. From the disciple's point of view, if Hu Kun can persist in a hundred moves and be undefeated, he will definitely be able to defeat the monk without appearance. ”

His voice was not loud, and he was gently replying to Bai Xiaosheng's elegance, but it was not a loud voice. was listened to by a person next to him, it was the old man who let Hu Kun play. He glanced at Yang Kang and Bai Xiaosheng with some surprise. Seeing that the two of them were young, they didn't pay too much attention. Bai Xiaosheng paid attention to this person. This person's breath is long, his face is ruddy, and his internal strength is extremely profound.

It is rare for a small sect to have such a character.

"Pranya palm!" The little monk made a trick, wanting to fight quickly, but Hu Kun was not defeated, he waved his palms and formed the shape of hugging the moon. "Mixed Yuan Gong!" The condensed defensive strength is not bad at all against the Shaolin stunt Panruozhang. The two of them slammed each other with one palm, and each stepped back three steps. The Shaolin monks were surprised, and they didn't expect that in the second game, Wuxiang would meet an opponent of equal strength.

Soon, the hundred moves passed, and Wuxiang's offensive weakened, and Hu Kun still guarded the airtight, making Wuxiang helpless. He knew he had lost.

The little monk has a good attitude. He took a wrong step, jumped away, and said, "Master Hu Shi's defense is tight, and the disciple's strength has weakened. But he lost. ”

"The little master is polite. Hu Kun said immediately.

Ku Cheng glanced at Ku Hui and nodded secretly, Shaolin disciple. It is good to have high kung fu, and it is also good to have good heart. It is worthy of being a disciple specially cultivated by them, and both aspects are enough to satisfy everyone.

"Good!"

in the crowd. I don't know who cheered, and everyone burst into applause and cheers, applauding the two.

Wuxiang retreated from the ring, and asked Hu Kun bitterly: "Master Hu, I don't know if I still have the strength to fight again." ”

Hu Kun nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

Kuyan nodded, no more words, everyone was used to this rule, and immediately walked out alone to challenge Hu Kun. It's just that everyone underestimated this Hu Kun, thinking that he had fought with Wuxiang for hundreds of moves, and his strength was already greatly insufficient, but he could compete with this person, and he defeated him in thirty moves, and he couldn't see the lack of strength at all.

In the crowd, Yang Kang was also surprised: "Master, how can this be?"

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and explained: "His kung fu is good at defense, and his unloading is based on effortlessness. With his foundation, as long as he doesn't meet opponents of similar amounts, it's okay to fight two or three more people. ”

The facts really responded to Bai Xiaosheng's words, Hu Kun fought two more people, won four consecutive victories, and lost to the fifth person. It's just that his cousin is definitely remembered by everyone, and he is destined to have one of the twenty places.

After more than a dozen fights, the age of the people in the field also began to change, at first it was only twenty-two years old, but it slowly became twenty-two against twenty-one, twenty-one against twenty-one, twenty-one against twenty-one. This is downward, because everyone understands that when you are old, you will naturally take advantage of it, and if you don't take advantage of it, that is, you can't do it, so don't go up and be embarrassed.

Judging from this trend, those who are less than 18 years old will not end up with those who are above 22 years old.

"Master, Brother Baike has gone up. ”

In the field, Bai Ke defeated his first opponent, and his kung fu of the Nine Yin True Scripture naturally couldn't be hidden, but Bai Xiaohu was a casual cultivator, and everyone didn't care that he appeared here.

It's just that Bai Ke's strength is a little unexpected, he has won five games in a row, five games in a row, and he is even more eye-catching than Hu Kun.

In the sixth game, Liu Zilu was also on it, he and Bai Ke were familiar with each other, and the two practiced kung fu together for a long time, and they were familiar with each other. At the beginning, there was still a fight, but there was no winner or loser. This time, Liu Zilu took advantage, and the two fought each other in a hundred moves, and narrowly won with one move.

Later, Liu Zilu met a twenty-three-year-old person, still won, he is like Hu Kun, has achieved four consecutive victories, all three are twenty-three years old, the most dazzling.

After that, the years began to increase, and the sky began to get darker.

"Today's fight is really exciting, but it's a pity that I'm old, otherwise I would have gone up and tried my hand. ”

"Come on, just your two moments, not to mention the older ones, even those little ones, you can't hold it down. ”

"If you can't hold it, you can't hold it down, this competition is supposed to improve each other, not to mention those who play, we people, which one has no gain. I think it's about participation. ”

"Yes, I watched Liu Zilu's swordsmanship and felt that it was very helpful to me. That kid is not very old, and the real stakes of the sword envoy. ”

Shaomu Mountain is full of people, fortunately, there is a night all day, and there is no rain tonight, otherwise everyone will have to drench themselves in soup. Bai Xiaosheng didn't go down the mountain, he, like Yang Kang and everyone else, chose a place to sit and sit down, waiting for the arrival of the second day.

He listened to the voices of discussion around him, and he also felt that this big comparison was not good, it was not enough in his eyes, but for most people, this time it was definitely a big gain. (To be continued......)