On that hilltop, Zhao Fan sat in the cave for three months.
At this time, the seasons in this illusory world are changing, grass is growing and orioles are flying, and the scenery has undergone drastic changes. Many monks have nothing to do, and they gather in groups among the green mountains and green waters to discuss Taoism or play. In reality, Nearly all the energy is immersed in cultivation, and there is rarely such leisure and elegance. In the illusory world, what should be improved has been improved to the extreme. It cannot become stronger and can only wait until the ten years expire.
It can also be regarded as a rare social environment for the real elites from all over the inner chaos to gather together.
Some formed friendships with each other, while others formed conflicts.
But in terms of limelight, no one can overshadow the white-robed figure on the hilltop who has not been seen for nearly a hundred days.
Emperor Yunmeng's son-in-law beat Kong Luo to death, and the demon sword Zuo comes to visit!
These three things are more sensational than the last in the current circle!
Even in a full-pass round-robin duel, Zhao Fan is very likely to win the first place in total points!
…
In a pool that smelled like a cesspool.
The demon quasi-emperor Kong squirmed in enjoyment for a moment, then opened his mouth, his tongue instantly enlarged, and rolled the entire cesspool into his mouth. This is the natal treasure he has been practicing during this period, called "Devil's Sorrow", and it is also a reality The natal treasure, however, was re-condensed into the illusory world.
"Zhao Fan?" Demon Quasi-Emperor Kong picked his nostrils disdainfully, "All cultivators have just entered the supreme level of life. With this treasure, I am worth 20% of your complete origin mystery. The third round of the cycle duel One, it’s mine!”
Another area.
The monks belonging to the Invincible Association gathered together.
The leader, Wu Nianchen, was lying on his side, smiling like a fool.
The monks next to him looked at each other in confusion.
"Boss, what's wrong with you? Why are you smiling like this?"
"That's right, say it and let us have fun too."
"No boss!"
They were itching.
"Haha." Wu Nianchen smiled from ear to ear and said, "Want to know? However, because of the rules, I can't share it. However, there is hope for a round-robin duel to compete for the first place. If you guys reach the level within five years, Less than that, whether you can enter the top 100 depends entirely on luck, and there is no way to keep the gap with the vast majority of monks. I believe that there will only be more and more people who are touched by me."
"..."
"Boss, then we won't accompany you."
…
And the bank of a small river.
Yun Mengwei sat by the river, looking at her reflection in the water and fiddling with her hairstyle.
In the river, Emperor Jun'er was catching fish with his bare feet on the soft river mud. "Sister Wei, I caught another fish~ Let's make fish soup tonight."
"After all, you are also a famous quasi-emperor, and you actually caught fish in the river yourself." Yun Mengwei said in a dumbfounded voice: "You are not afraid of being laughed at if the news spreads."
"What's wrong with the quasi-emperor? If I were the great emperor, I wouldn't kill my true self." As the quasi-emperor Jun'er said, he picked up a handful of river mud with water plants and threw it at Yun Mengwei.
Yun Mengwei couldn't dodge and was shouted at, "You... made me so angry!"
"Come on, hit me in the water!" Emperor Jun'er put his hands on his hips and said provocatively.
"Wait!"
After Yun Menghui finished speaking, she no longer cared about her image, jumped into the river, splashed the river water and hit the opponent.
suddenly.
She stopped moving and stared into the void in disbelief.
Whether it was the river water or river mud that Jun'er quasi-emperor attacked, there was no reaction if it fell on him.
"Sister Wei?"
Jun'er, the quasi-emperor, stepped forward without knowing why and asked, "Are you okay?"
A long while passed.
Yun Mengwei came back to her senses and said with sudden realization: "So that's it!"
"What kind? What are you talking about?" Jun'er Quasi-Emperor was stunned.
Immediately afterwards, she was pushed down by Yun Menghui and choked in the water for a few times. When she got up, she saw that Yun Menghui had come ashore and said: "Sister Jun'er, I will go back to the cave first. In this illusory world , there is a secret, it is estimated that only a small part of the many contenders can reach it, and the first 100 people who win the round-robin duel are guaranteed to win. Due to the rules, I cannot explain it in detail, so you should pay close attention. In addition, the stew is ready Remember to ask me to eat the fish soup together."
The quasi-emperor Jun'er, who was all wet, also came ashore. Looking at Yun Mengkui's impatient back, he fell into deep thought...
The above few are just a microcosm of many monks.
The other quasi-emperors were not touched.
On the contrary, during this period of time, more than 20 of the Ten Tribulation Invincibles, who accounted for a large proportion, had touched the secrets of the illusory world and were consolidating their strength in the cave in a low-key manner.
Counting the quasi-emperors who have been touched, there are currently twenty-nine in total, and the weakest among them have reached the power of Kong Luo when he used the "God-Destroying Spear" that day, except for the unfathomable demon sword Azuo. , the strongest among them, could sweep and crush the strength shown by Zhao Fan at that time.
Invisibly, the first echelon of the illusory world was formed.
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That hilltop.
Zhao Fan sometimes shook his head and sometimes nodded. He felt that he was very close to unveiling the mystery of the illusory world. He just had a flash of inspiration. After all, he guessed the existence of the secret first and pondered it alone, unlike those in the first echelon. Like a monk, there are no factors of chance and coincidence.
Before I knew it, another five months had passed.
this day.
A group of monks gathered together and had a good chat. As they chatted, they decided to preview the round-robin duel in a simple way. It was a Dao discussion conference for all contenders in the second level!
The format is seat free challenge mode.
According to the number of monks, there are 2,001 seats.
Whoever wants to choose can temporarily take a seat in the queue. If other monks feel that they are stronger than him, they will challenge him and if he wins, he can replace him.
There is no limit to the number of challenges in the Dao Forum, from the first seat to the last challenge.
Moreover, the time is up to the expiration of ten years.
According to the organizers, the points ranking of the round-robin duel and the seat arrangement of the Dao Discussion Conference will basically not be much different at that time, unless there is a hidden card that can make the ranking jump. After all, it is a preview and has nothing to do with elimination. It’s up to the monk himself whether he puts all his efforts into it, and it’s normal if he is careful.
Once the rules of the Dao Discussion Conference were announced, it triggered a craze in the illusory world.
However, none of the first echelons involved in the secret came to participate.
The same was true for Zhao Fan, who felt that this kind of rehearsal was of little significance. However, he was watching the Dao Discussion Conference from a distance in front of the cave gate, wanting to see if any monks who had touched the secret would take action.
over time.
Zhao Fan shook his head in disappointment.
Demon Sword Zuo, Wu Nianchen, Demon Quasi-Emperor Kong, Yun Mengkui, these familiar top quasi-emperors did not show up.
As for the Invincible Ten Tribulations who also didn't show up, no one cared. After all, the majority of people at this level had backgrounds and similar strengths. They were all tall, so the one who really stood out was the one who didn't show up. If there is only one Kong Luo, let alone more than twenty, even if there are one hundred missing, the corresponding identity cannot be determined.
It is worth mentioning that Kong Luo actually participated in the Dao Discussion Conference and directly challenged the first seat that had been changing before. The result was undoubtedly that he was replaced. Not only that, hundreds of monks challenged him one after another, regardless of the reality. The quasi-emperors were still invincible in the Ten Tribulations, and they were all crushed and defeated.
"This Kong Luo's strength has not improved at all compared to when he was beaten to death by me." Zhao Fan observed, while shaking his head in disappointment and muttering to himself: "It should be that the secret was not touched, because last time he was disgraced, let's talk about it. The Taoist Association is looking for a sense of superiority.”
at the same time.
Kong Luo stood on the first seat, looking across the void at the hilltop on Zhao Fan's side, raised his fingers provocatively, and said as if declaring war: "Last time, I was careless, and I was tricked by you. , do you dare to give it a head-to-head test?"
Many monks followed the former's fingers and looked over, anticipation rising in their eyes.
"Not interested in."
Zhao Fan stood up, turned his head and entered the cave, closing the door of the cave with a snap.
"Haha, did you guys see that? He's scared! He's scared! He doesn't dare anymore!" Kong Luo shouted, feeling good about himself, as if to save his dignity.
However, many monks only had expressions of regret on their faces.
They are all geniuses with profound backgrounds, and it is impossible to change their judgment just because Zhao Fan did not play.
"Uh..." Seeing this situation, Kong Luo's smile froze, he cleared his throat awkwardly and decently, and fell silent.
The cave at the top of that hill.
"Even quasi-emperor Jun'er, who is inseparable from Yun Mengwei, attended the Dao Discussion Conference, but Yun Mengwei did not show up." Zhao Fan felt the pressure, "This means that she is very likely to be involved in it. The secret, as well as those quasi-emperors with extremely high reputations, as well as the thirty-seven invincibles who did not show up, may all be like this."
Zhao Fan couldn't help but feel the pressure.
Although he didn't know how much his combat power would increase after touching the secret, he guessed it would be at least a large amount. Maybe his advantage in the mystery of the origin of chaos would be gone.
There will definitely be some quasi-emperors or ten-tribulation invincibles who can touch the secret in the future. Once the number exceeds one hundred, the ticket to the third level will no longer be firmly in your hands!
"Um?"
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly and he smiled.
right!
Discuss!
Discuss with the monks who have touched the secret, and learn the secret from a practical perspective. The direction will be clear directly, and you no longer need to work behind closed doors like a headless fly.
"Who should I choose?"
Zhao Fan pondered for a moment, Wu Nianchen? If you have never dealt with someone before and are not familiar with it, you will most likely be rejected.
Demon Sword Zuo? No need to think about it!
Demon quasi-Eikong?
Zhao Fan shivered in disgust, fearing that his clothes would be stained with boogers.
"Yun Mengyu, it's just Yun Mengyu!"
With a thought, Zhao Fan stood up, pushed open the door of the cave, and floated into the void...
