Everyone was not very surprised by the declaration of war with Luoyun Sect. After all, although they had no evidence before, the disciples had already assumed that the perpetrator was from the Luoyun Sect.
The two sects must be tit for tat behind the scenes, but these things have never been stated openly.
This time the leader not only asked for compensation for everyone, but also declared war on Luoyun Sect very forcefully, which really surprised Qin Shu.
The leader is worthy of being the leader, and he can actually make the Luo Yun Sect willingly bleed out even though he knew that he was going to break up, which is really amazing.
The disciples of the Sword Sect were even more excited when they heard the news, "If I encounter the disciples of the Luoyun Sect again next time, my Bishui Sword will definitely not let them go!"
"I will practice hard and avenge my brothers and sisters!"
"Yes! One sword and one Luoyun Sect lackey!"
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At this moment, a clear bell suddenly rang through the sky. Everyone looked up and saw a white scroll slowly unfolding in the sky, and the shining golden handwriting gradually emerged.
Everyone watched it, and it was not until the scroll completely disappeared that the entire Xuantian Sect began to boil again, and it was even worse than before.
"The time for the sect competition is set!"
"We'll compete next month! I won't sleep this month either! I feel like I'm about to break through and improve my cultivation by another level."
"I'm going out to take on a few missions and save some points to exchange for a good sword."
"I'm going to dig some herbs and exchange two bottles of elixirs with the brothers from the Alchemy Sect. The sect competition will be a wheel-and-wheel battle."
…
For a moment, all the disciples felt as if they had been given a shot of blood. The sect competition that had been delayed for a year was finally about to begin.
According to the previous rules, before the sect competition, you must compete with your own sect. Only the disciples who can rank in the top 100 in each sect's cultivation level are qualified to compete for resources on behalf of the sect.
However, this was not over yet, and then the sect released news again.
In the sect competition, disciples from all levels of cultivation, as long as they can break into the top fifty, can enter the inner sect!
Disciples in the Qi refining stage choose one high-grade spiritual weapon and three foundation-building pills.
A disciple in the foundation building stage chooses a low-grade treasure weapon and three golden elixirs.
The golden elixir stage disciples will be rewarded with a high-grade treasure and three infant-nurturing pills!
As soon as these rewards were released, even some disciples who didn't care about fame and fortune and only wanted to cultivate immortality couldn't sit still.
It doesn't matter whether it's a treasure or not, but the elixir!
No matter what level of cultivation you are, having so many pills to pave the way for your advancement is equivalent to half a foot of your advancement. Who can refuse this? Sign up! Registration is required!
Just when the entire Xuantian Sect seemed to be celebrating the New Year together, the atmosphere on Lingxiao Peak was not very good.
Master Lingxu sat cross-legged on the futon with a depressed look on his face, looking at the two disciples in front of him.
"You share one of the foundation-building pills and the gold-forming pills, and I will refine the infant-raising pills myself. I will refine thirty pills of each pill first, and if there is not enough, I will make up for it later."
Cheng Yan, who had recently competed with Master Wan Jian in swordsmanship every day and was beaten countless times, suddenly felt guilty after hearing his master's words.
He almost forgot that he was still an alchemist. It was so easy to get involved in a fight.
Just when he decided to change his mind and refine a few potions of pills for the Alchemy Sect before continuing the fight, he saw his good junior brother Wen Chi flipping his wrist, taking out a few bottles of pills and placing them on the stone table in front of his master.
He shook the fan in his hand and said with a smile: "Why bother? Master, do you think these are enough? If not, I have some more here!"
Master Lingxu was stunned for a moment, then he stroked his beard, with a happy smile on his face, and asked him: "When did Disciple Wenchi know how to secretly refine elixirs? I have never seen him secretly as a teacher in all these years. I have really grown up! I am so happy to be my teacher!"
Wen Chi smiled with a smile on his lips, the streamer fan in his hand swayed slightly, and the broken hair on the temples also floated, looking really fairy-like. But what he says is as irritating as possible.
"Master, what you said is wrong. Why do disciples need to secretly refine elixirs? As long as you have spiritual stones in your hands, what elixirs do you want that you can't buy?"
When Master Lingxu heard what he said, his face turned dark and he waved his sleeve towards him.
Wen Chi's body flashed with golden light, and he still stood there, unscathed.
Lingxu Zhenren was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and angrily yelled: "You are an alchemist! You don't make alchemy yourself, but you still buy it?! I beat you as a master, and you still have to use a magic weapon?! This little bastard is really angry. Become a teacher!"
Although he cursed a lot, Master Lingxu did not make any move in the end.
Wen Chi smiled and placed another bottle of elixir on the table in front of Master Lingxu, and persuaded him kindly: "Master, please calm down. You learn to make elixirs so that you can have elixirs when you need them. , it’s not like we have to serve others. Besides, it’s not like we don’t have this condition, right?”
Master Lingxu's eyes fell on the jade bottle he placed on the table, and he recognized it with a glance of his consciousness.
This bottle contained nine pills, all of which were of high quality. They were obviously the Infant Training Pills that needed to be refined by him personally.
Master Lingxu: "..."
Suddenly I don't know whether I should be angry or not.
He looked at Wen Chi with a straight face and said, "If your father knew that you were such a prodigal, he wouldn't know how to deal with you!"
Wen Chi still shook his head, "Master is surprised by what he said. These were purchased with the disciple's own property and the property of the Wen family was not used."
Master Lingxu was silent. As an eighth-grade alchemist, he was definitely rich, but he was not willing to suffer such a disaster.
As for Wen Chi, the number of times he can make alchemy every year is really limited. He obviously doesn't rely on alchemy to earn spiritual stones. Where did he get so many spiritual stones?
Not only was Master Lingxu curious, Cheng Yan on the side was simply curious to death.
We are both Master's disciples, so why are there so many differences between people?
He was so poor that people came to collect debts every three years, which made everyone in the world of immortality aware of the situation. However, his junior brother lived a happy life of reveling in wealth and wealth.
It really makes everyone envious.
Just when he was about to go out later and sacrifice his face to ask his junior brother how he did it, he heard his master say: "Go down and let Shu'er come and see me."
Cheng Yan and Wen Chi exited the cave of Master Lingxu. Cheng Yan coughed and watched Wen Chi struggling with how to speak.
Unexpectedly, Wen Chi actually spoke first, "What? Do you want to borrow the spirit stone?"
Cheng Yan: "?"
He quickly shook his head and said, "That's not necessary. I just want to discuss with my junior brother how to make money in a wise way."
Wen Chi raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully: "I'm afraid you, senior brother, won't be able to imitate my method."
Cheng Yan asked persistently: "Why?"
"First of all, you must have at least one spiritual vein."
