An hour passed.
More than 10,000 disciples gathered on Xuanyue Platform. They were arranged neatly and had serious expressions.
There was a row of long tables in front of them, all of which were occupied by people. The spiritual pressure on these people was extremely terrifying, and together they were like a city wall as hard as iron, which made people feel unable to resist.
Lu Sheng, who was standing in front, had a dull expression. He secretly estimated in his heart that he found that the sect's foundation-building elders seemed to be more powerful than the foundation-building monks in that city.
There was a flash of understanding in his eyes. The gap between casual cultivators and monks who had received a complete inheritance was not small.
Suddenly, his agitated mood gradually calmed down and he took his time.
"Another thirty years have passed. This is the fifty-seventh sect competition of our Hanhai Sect. The competition begins below!"
Chen Yuanji's beard and hair were like frost, his body was trembling, and he finished this sentence with great energy.
Many disciples on Xuanyue Platform bowed to the foundation-building elders present and then quickly retreated from the area.
A pot-bellied Foundation Establishment Elder with a long white beard.
He gnawed on a glowing red fruit and walked out of his seat casually.
"This Su Xiao! He stole the persimmons in my Linggu Garden again!"
An old man with gray hair patted the table, blew his beard and said with eyes wide open.
The Foundation Establishment elders present looked at each other and smiled. The relationship between Master Situ of Dan Peak and Master Su of Weapon Refining Peak had never been very harmonious.
They have seen too many grievances between these two people. As long as they don't take action, it's just a trivial matter.
Picking up a cup of tea, Chen Yuanji comforted him with a smile:
"Master Situ, I'll go down and have a talk with Junior Brother Su. Junior Brother Su is good at everything, but he's a bit casual. I hope you can forgive me."
"Then I'll have to help my senior brother to persuade this person. This person often takes advantage of his status as an elder to secretly eat spiritual fruits and vegetables in my Danfeng Linggu Garden. This has happened more than once."
When Situ Feng saw the head brother talking, he didn't want to complain too much, and his tone changed to a gentle expression of thanks.
Smiling and stroking his gray beard, Chen Yuanji nodded.
Situ Feng glanced at it, his eyelids were slightly covered, and his eyes kept moving. He was about to speak out, but saw the head brother signaling him to stop.
With a sigh, he picked up a cup of misty spiritual tea and took a sip, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.
the other side.
After seeing the disciples disperse, Su Xiao rubbed his fat palms, raised his hands, and clasped his fingers together.
A ball of fiery red light began to light up from his palm, going from weak to bright and dazzling.
"Xuanyue Platform, get up!"
The spiritual power in the Dao Palace continued to flow out. Su Xiao raised his head and glanced at the dazzling red light above his head, and shouted in a strong voice.
The loud voice was heard by many disciples, and they all focused their attention on Elder Su.
Waves of spiritual energy spread, and Su Xiao separated his hands with force, and struck the two black disks in front of him with his flaming palms.
Yuanpan trembled, and his whole body was stained with red spiritual power.
The red lines on the huge Xuanyue platform kept wandering, moving and changing regularly.
In the end, this huge tabletop was evenly divided into three thousand pieces. There was a lot of distance between these tabletops.
Boom!
The separated countertops slowly rose one foot and then stopped. Brown light spots lit up on the edge of the countertop. These bald spots connected with each other and turned into a yellow light mask.
The disciples standing aside looked at the scene of three thousand arenas rising in amazement, feeling that it was spectacular and strange.
Su Xiao's two thick arms rested on each other, and his tone was calm and powerful.
"The arena has risen, all disciples obey orders!"
"The disciple is here!!!"
The disciples were all subdued by the elder's methods, and they bowed and shouted in unison with conviction.
The shouts of more than 10,000 disciples were like waves, and they sounded majestic.
"The competition begins!"
Waving his hand, Su Xiao said.
After saying that, he turned and left.
As the elder's voice disappeared, the disciples' neat queue suddenly dispersed.
Hundreds of magic weapons flew into the air with gleaming light, and the monks either stepped on or sat on the magic weapons and approached the arena where they were.
Lu Sheng pointed, the storage bag opened, and a Frisbee floated in front of him. He jumped on it, and the golden light on his body lit up and shot up into the sky.
The elders sit at the long table.
A sitting Elder of Foundation Establishment noticed Lu Sheng driving the flying disc away and said with a smile on his face:
"Senior Brother Head, your disciple's level is quite high. Senior Brother, have you given this kid some trouble?"
"Hey, it's true! This kid's foundation is not bad. With his qualifications as a master of the three spiritual roots, he was able to advance from the third level of Qi training to the twelfth level of Qi training in more than thirty years. He would never be able to do it on his own!"
"That means senior brother used his own wealth to train this kid."
A female foundation-building cultivator spoke softly.
Chen Yuanji released his spiritual thought and swept it slightly, his pale frown relaxed slightly, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although he didn't know why his disciple had reached such a rapid level, it was a good thing to be able to move up, and he didn't mind covering it up.
When the elders saw the expression on the head brother's face, they were even more sure of their inner thoughts.
After all, with this kid's qualifications, if there is no resource support, it will take at least a few more years to reach this level.
They glanced at it for a few times and then stopped paying attention. The possibility of such a qualification becoming a foundation was too small and it was not worth their attention at all.
The only one who can make them fall in love is Lu Sheng's master.
"Junior sister Li Rong, has Xue Nuwa broken through the foundation building now?"
A Foundation Establishment elder asked the Foundation Establishment female cultivator opposite.
When she thought of this, Li Rong shook her head and sighed softly:
"I don't know, but my disciple actually lost her Yuan Yin before her breakthrough. I asked her, but she didn't tell me. I just hope her breakthrough can go smoothly."
Hearing this, the expressions of the foundation-building elders present were different.
After a long time, Situ Feng said regretfully:
"If you don't break your body before building the foundation, you can increase the hope of breakthrough by half a percent. What a pity, what a pity!"
After that, the foundation-building monks quickly calmed down these emotions and began to focus on these arenas.
However, they are basically paying attention to the inner sect and core disciples. They will not give them a second glance at the outer sect disciples.
Mid-air.
Lu Sheng bent his legs slightly and controlled the silver plate under his feet to land on the ground.
The golden light dissipated, he snapped his fingers, and the floating silver plate turned into a tiny white light and flew into the storage bag.
His eyes stayed on the rising stage in front, with the words "Seventy-seven" flashing on the yellow light shield.
He put his hands behind his back and flew up easily. Holding the wooden sign, he stepped into the light barrier.
As soon as the extremely hard light mask touched the wooden sign, a human-shaped doorway was instantly revealed.
After entering, he saw a monk at the sixth level of Qi training holding a first-level low-grade sword-shaped magic weapon standing opposite, looking at him warily.
