Because the third game made Shen Luo famous, he no longer covered up the next two games.
It was very easy to directly use the best magic weapon, and he won the remaining two games.
Completed five consecutive wins and successfully ranked among the 150th.
As the last person's competition ended, the inner gate competition came to an end.
At this time, outside the Taiyi Hall, a man in the Jindan stage held a roster in his hand and walked quickly into the hall.
This person is none other than Zhenren Zhifeng, who is responsible for the competition between inner disciples.
"Senior Brother Feng, the quota of 150 people for this competition has been announced. Please take a look." Master Zhifeng came to the front of Master Feng and gave him instructions.
"Well, thank you for your hard work, junior brother."
Master Feng nodded, took the list from Zhifeng's hand and started watching it immediately.
When he was about to finish reading the list, he suddenly discovered that there was a name at the end of the list that caught his attention.
He immediately pointed to the name and asked Master Zhifeng in front of him: "Junior brother, do you know how this Shen Luo got into the 150th place?"
"Is this Shenluo that senior brother is talking about?"
Master Zhifeng looked at the place pointed by Xiafeng's palm, let out a light sigh, and then said: "I know a little bit about Shen Luo. He seems to have defeated a person who is a level higher than him with the help of a top-quality magic weapon."
"I think this person's strength is quite average. He has not even reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. He just relied on a powerful magical weapon to barely reach the 150th place."
In Zhifeng's words, Shen Luo was a man who passed five levels and killed six generals, winning five consecutive victories.
He has become a person who only knows how to rely on magical weapons and take advantage of opportunities, which is nothing.
Master Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw that his junior brother was belittling him in every possible way.
On the other hand, Master Zhifeng laughed inexplicably when he saw his senior brother and listened to what he just said.
This made him very puzzled and his face was full of doubts.
He couldn't help but doubt whether he had said something wrong just now to make the other party laugh.
But when he thought about it carefully, he realized that what he said was right and there was nothing wrong with it.
But he didn't know why his senior brother was laughing.
So he looked at him very puzzled and asked: "Senior brother, why are you like this? Why are you laughing?"
"Haha, junior brother, I don't know. Speaking of which, it was I who led him in."
"Oh? Is there still such a thing?" Master Zhifeng opened his eyes wide and said a little surprised.
"Yes, this son came here based on the order of immortality issued by our sect." Headmaster Feng said with a slight smile.
"What! The Ascension Order?" Wasn't this all recycled a hundred years ago? "
"That being said, there are always exceptions."
After Master Feng said this, he glanced at the list in his hand and continued: "I have already read this list. Let the next fifty people go to the secret realm to collect elixirs."
"So, the sect is planning to let the elite disciples go this time." Master Zhifeng was stunned for a moment and said slowly.
"Yes, now that the devil has revived, no one can guarantee that the devil's people will not send people to the secret realm to fight for the elixir."
"Besides, if they really send someone there, the disciple we are looking for is too ordinary in ability and may not be their opponent."
"So to be on the safe side, there will be fifty more people in this competition. It will be up to you to take these disciples with you then, which will be set in half a year." Head Feng looked at him seriously and said seriously.
"Half a year, is it so fast? I remember that it was only three years since my last trip to the secret realm."
"Time has not waited for me!" Master Feng sighed softly.
If it weren't for the resurrection of the devil, how could he be willing to let those disciples die, these people are the future foundation of the sect.
But there was no way, he was helpless, someone had to go.
"But this matter happened so unexpectedly that it's hard for them to explain it when they ask." Master Zhifeng said with concern.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it when the time comes." Head Feng said calmly.
In a certain room in Taixuan Mountain, Shen Luo sat in the cave very depressed.
It has been seven days since the end of the competition, and there has been no notice from the sect about the release of rewards.
You must know that in the past, large-scale rewards began to be reduced on the first day after the competition.
It has been seven days this time and there has been no movement.
For a moment, people were confused as to what the sect was thinking.
Some time passed like this.
Until that day comes, this day is the twelfth day after the competition.
Today, there are many disciples gathered in Taiyi Hall. These people are all disciples who participated in the competition and ranked outside the 100th place.
They stood in the main hall with great expectations, coming here to receive the awards from the competition.
Basically everyone was in a state of excitement and joy. After all, they had waited so many days to finally receive the reward, so how could they not be excited.
Just when they thought all the good things were coming, they didn't know that what was waiting for them was not good things, but bad news, a major event related to life and death.
Shen Luo looked around the hall in surprise. Logically speaking, he should go to the Yuqing Hall to receive the rewards for the competition, rather than coming to the Taiyi Hall where the leader was.
And more importantly, there are only about fifty people here, how can there be more than a hundred people.
"Is there something big to announce?" Shen Luo thought thoughtfully.
Just as he was thinking, he saw Master Feng walking out of a side door and coming to the center of the hall.
"Meet the leader!"
When the disciples saw their leader coming out, they quickly saluted.
When Shen Luo saw this, he immediately followed those disciples to pray.
Master Feng looked at the disciples in front of him, looking at their faces with some reluctance in his heart. They were all still children.
But when I thought about the trip to the secret realm, I calmed down and said to the disciples with a straight face: "I have called you here today to announce two things. The first one is to congratulate you for passing the cruel treatment of the inner disciples. Dabi, got the rank of one hundred and fifty."
"Logically speaking, you should have received the rewards from the competition a long time ago. Now I want to tell you that the sect will give you the rewards."
"But not now. As for why, it has to do with the second thing I mentioned. This second thing is a major event related to the life and death of Taiqing Clan and even Zhao State."
Listening to Master Feng speaking these words, most of the disciples below, including Monk Erzhang, were confused and didn't understand what they meant.
They come here just to receive what they deserve.
Why is it inexplicably related to the life and death of the sect and the state of Zhao? Everyone looks confused and confused.
"Now that the demonic path has revived, a war will begin between the demons at any time. During this trip to the secret realm, the demonic path is likely to send people to prevent our four factions from collecting the elixir."
