On the square of the Red Leaf Peak Luoxia Palace, the spirit is shining, the crowd is crowded, and it is as lively as catching up with the market.

In front of the square, thousands of outer disciples were seated. Most of them are the elite of the outer gate who have rushed back from all over the world.

On the wide steps of the Luoxia Palace, a ring with a radius of hundreds of zhang is arranged, and the ring is divided into three areas by the magic circle, left, middle and right, and three groups of tests can be carried out at the same time. Behind the ring, on hundreds of stone benches, there were more than a dozen people dressed in the costumes of inner disciples, and there were also Mi Yurong, who was very excited, and Gui Xiaoxiao, who was silent in thought. These two beauties, among the Huachen monks, are like a little red in the green bushes, which is eye-catching.

This time, there is not much to pay attention to for the inner disciples, and the inner door competition after half a year is their stage. Most of the inner disciples who came here drew lots from the various halls of Tiandu Peak to check the status of the competition, and they sent back the results of the competition as soon as possible, especially those who might enter the hall.

On the contrary, at the entrance of Luoxia Palace, in the VIP seat area, on a large jade chair, dozens of bigwigs from Huachen Gate were already sitting. They meditate with their eyes closed, or they smile silently, or their eyes are full of anticipation.

In the middle, Ouyang De, the head of Huachen Gate, sat impressively, and his ruddy face was glowing with a faint gray death. On the left and right sides of Ouyang De, Wei Qiyin and Sikong Xing sat respectively, Wei Qiyin's eyes were closed, he was meditating and cultivating, and Sikong Xing frowned, not knowing what he was thinking. The four hall masters are also all present.

It's just that the Fifth Master Ancestor, who had just come out, and Chang Feng, who had just been promoted, did not appear at the venue.

A melodious bell rang from Tiandu Peak, and the square that had just been full of people instantly fell silent.

Deacon Mi opened his eyes, and with a whoop, he stood up, leaped forward, and fell into the center of the huge ring.

"Ahem!"

Old Man Mi coughed lightly twice, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "The auspicious time has arrived!

"Oh-!", the square of the Luoxia Palace, erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

A few black lines appeared on Old Man Mi's old face.

"Okay, I will read out the rules of this competition again, and I hope that all disciples will strictly abide by them. ”

"Article 1, the object of the contest: the outer disciples of the sixth to ninth layers of Huachen Gate's qi refining.

Second, this competition, up to the point, shall not hurt the other party's life, one side of the game can surrender and admit defeat, after surrendering, the other side shall not attack again.

Article 3, reward terms: the first place, reward a Zhuji Dan, a high-grade high-grade magic weapon Five Elements Sword, the second to tenth place, a high-level medium-grade magic weapon, five bottles of Xiao Yuan Dan, the eleventh to twentieth place, a high-level lower grade magic weapon, a bottle of Xiao Yuan Dan, the top 20 into the inner disciples of the sect.

Fourth, any contestant shall not be absent without reason, if he cannot be present within a stick of incense after the start of the competition, it will be a loss and withdraw from the competition......

Article 5 ......"

The lengthy rules of the competition began to be read out, and everyone in the audience was also talking in whispers.

"Senior Brother Gu, it seems that it will be a piece of cake for you to enter the top three this time!"

A small outer disciple said to the boss beside him.

His boss has a square face, an eagle nose, brown eyebrows, white clothes like snow, and an eight-layer cultivation of qi refining.

"That's for sure, the inner senior brother of the Sword Hall has already brought in the words, as long as the senior brother enters the top three, he will definitely be accepted into the Sword Hall. ”

Another Qi Refining Seventh-Layer Cultivator Ying He Dao.

Not far away, a sharp gaze shot over and landed on the disciple surnamed Gu.

"Brother Gu, do you think so too?" A vague transmission entered the divine consciousness of the disciple surnamed Gu.

The disciple surnamed Gu looked around, and more than ten zhang on his right hand, among the seven or eight monks, a round-faced monk holding a red pen looked at him with a smile, and his cultivation was also the eighth level of qi refining.

"Outer disciple Gu Baiyi, the head of the ten districts of the spar mine, and the senior brother is holding Zhu Hao, is it the judgment pen Qiu Shuisheng?" Gu Baiyi clenched his fists and said.

"Brother Gu's good eyesight is exactly below!" Qiu Shuisheng's eyes flashed, and he also clenched his fists and passed on the sound.

"Brother Gu's reputation in the Tiandu Peak Spar Mine is like thunder, how can Senior Brother really be sure to win the first place this time?"

"Hehe! Brother Qiu laughed. According to the investigation, although the disciples of this sect are generally low in cultivation, among the thousands of outer sects, there are still one hundred and fifteen disciples who have reached the eighth level of qi refining, and there are more than two hundred disciples of the seventh level of qi refining, and the vast majority of these people are from the spar mine. Brother Qiu was mainly in charge of the cultivation of the medicine garden before, and he may not know the situation under the hedron mine, where he had to face the abominable Crystal Eater from time to time. After the experience of the spar mine, some Qi Refining Seventh-Layer Cultivators were much more difficult than Qi Refining Eighth-Layer Cultivators. So there is not much difference between the seventh and eighth layers, and it is not easy to win!" Gu Baiyi said with a smile.

"Yes, Brother Gu, I also learned that there are three old guys from the ninth layer of qi refining who will participate in the competition!" Qiu Shuisheng nodded in agreement: "They have been entering the ninth layer of qi refining for more than twenty years, and this time there is a reward for Tsukidan, it's strange that they don't fight for their lives!"

"What?Nine Layers of Qi Refining?!" Gu Baiyi's face twitched, he did a thousand calculations, but he didn't count the three old immortal guys.

"Hehe, they are on that side, with three children, namely Lei Ming, Flying Tiger and Ma Yuzi, all of whom are sixty or seventy years old, a waste of resources! Qiu Shuisheng shook his head and laughed, not knowing whether to ridicule others or deliberately ridicule Gu Baiyi.

Gu Baiyi's face was gray, his eyes flashed with determination, and he no longer paid attention to Qiu Shuisheng.

At this time, behind the entrance of the Luoxia Palace, a white figure flashed, and Sikong Lan, who was dressed in a white dress, fell on the vacant seat in the corner of the back row, with a little excitement on her face, and her graceful and jade posture was dazzling.

"Dead girl, you are finally willing to come back! You dare to be late for such an important meeting, see how I clean you up when I go back!"

When Sikong Xing saw her coming, he first breathed a sigh of relief, and then his old face was covered with frost, and he transmitted his voice to Sikong Lan.

Sikong Lan stuck out her tongue and looked stunned: "Dad, haven't I always been like this?

"Hmph! At this time and that time, I heard that you took that kid to Yutiao Mountain City, I have only heard of the Flower Protector, but I have never heard of the Plague Protector!"

Sikong Xing yelled angrily. If it weren't for the fact that he was using Divine Consciousness Communication, I'm afraid the entire venue would have been able to hear it.

"Dad, what did you say!" Sikong Lan blushed.

Ouyang De on the side noticed Sikong Xing's face and chuckled. Transmitted to their father and daughter:

"How do you learn from Lao Mi's family, pinch when you meet!Hehe, Deacon Sikong, your girl can come back safely, it says everything, it seems that her future is limitless, even Wei Qiyin didn't dare to do it easily, she did it, you should be happy. If you don't make progress yourself, maybe this girl will catch up with you!"

"What is limitless! I think she is a nymphomaniac! Uncle Master, when did you blush when you saw this girl at every turn?" Sikong Xing said through gritted teeth.

It seems that the father knows his daughter better, and Sikong Lan's current dress and posture are clearly different from before.

"Dad-I won't pay attention to you anymore!I'll tell my mother when I go back!" Sikong Lan blushed and said angrily.

"Deacon Sikong, the so-called eighteen changes of the female university, this shows that this girl is big, it's time to find an immortal cultivator!" Ouyang De shook his head and smiled.

In the ring, Old Man Mi was still reading the rules of the game, and it had reached Article 138.

Sikong Xing rolled his eyes and grunted: "This old man Mi has thought about everything thoroughly, and there are three hundred and sixty rules for an outer disciple competition. Half a year later, Dabi said that he couldn't be allowed to preside over anything!"

"Hehe, what's the use of having more rules, look at this Lei Ming and Ma Yuzi, I remember that when I first entered Huachen, he was refining qi at the third level, and it was they who received me, and now they are both old guys in their sixties, and they are actually qualified to enter the competition! If these old guys win the first place, where do I see his old man's face resting? First of all, if these people enter the top three, my Sword Hall will not accept them!"

"I don't have a place for them in the Fu Fa Hall!" Yin Jinfeng, the master of the Fu Fa Hall, snorted in the distance, although he was meditating with his eyes closed, the situation on the master's side did not fall out of the scope of his divine consciousness at all.

Ouyang De's face was a little embarrassed, these competition rules were made by him, it was his idea to give all the disciples of his sect the greatest opportunity, these old disciples who had contributed to Huachen and shed blood, he couldn't bear to abandon it because of his age and talent, besides, he himself was not Shou Yuan's end? If God could give him another chance, he would definitely fight with his life without hesitation.

"Hmph, since you two great gods don't want it, I think it's really as you said, let them go to the Dan Hall or the Qi Hall, anyway, let them go out to fight, I can't bear it. Ouyang De said.

At the same time, he glanced at Situ Hao, the hall master of the Dantang Hall, and Xue Fei, the hall master of the Qi Hall, in the distance. The two of them immediately lowered their heads, not daring to meet the gaze cast by the head of Ouyang.

Sikong Xing saw Ouyang's unhappiness, and immediately started haha.

"Hehe, this hasn't been tried yet, you guys are picking. I think there may be a few unexpected talents among the outer disciples of this sect, so don't pay too much attention to the level of cultivation. Tu Cheng, Lan'er, you walk around the door a lot, do you think which ones will stand out this year?"

Le Tu Cheng, who was sitting in the back, raised his head, clasped his fists at Sikong Xing and said, "Uncle Hui, in Tu Cheng's opinion, the heads of the twenty-three districts of the Tiandu Peak Spar Mine are the most likely to stand out, plus these three disciples of the ninth layer of qi refining, the top ten should be among them." ”

Sikong Lan showed a hint of sarcasm on her face, and muttered in a low voice: "The plague god must not be the first, and the reason of heaven is intolerable." ”

"What are you talking about, can't you be louder?" said Sikong Xing, blowing his beard and glaring.

Ouyang De's eyes flashed, touched his sparse beard, nodded and said: "Your girl is right, he should have the strength to win this first place, but from the old man's point of view, he will definitely not take it, at most five outside." ”

"Uncle Master, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing, I don't know if there are other talented outer disciples in this sect?" Sikong Xing looked at Ouyang De suspiciously.

Ouyang De shook his head and continued to transmit his voice: "I don't know, I'm also confused. I'm going to go back and ask your girl, your girl didn't even look at my apprentice, and now she looks like she's just starting to fall in love, don't you think it's strange?"

"Uh?!Your precious apprentice has a straight face all day long, as if everyone owes him thousands of hedrons, it's strange that girl can look at it!"

Situ Xing muttered, then stared at Sikong Lan, glancing around her face, trying to detect something. It's a pity that Sikong Lan didn't look at him, and buried her head in her spirit beast bag and waited for something.