After listening carefully to Senior Brother Wang's story, Qin Fengming's face looked a little solemn, and his eyes flashed with strange light. Official novel text
Seeing him like this, Senior Brother Wang said with a smile: "Junior Brother Qin, do you plan to participate in the selection competition? If you participate, maybe you will become a blockbuster."
"Haha, junior brother, I have just entered the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage. Even if I participate, I am just a foil. I don't dare to have any extravagant hopes." Qin Fengming calmed down, looked calm, and thanked with a smile.
After breakfast, he returned to his apartment and thought to himself. If you participate in this competition, without exposing all your top-level magic weapons, it is absolutely impossible to win with only a few high-grade magic weapons, surrounded by many senior brothers at the peak of the Qi Gathering Stage.
However, in addition to the top-grade magic weapon and the top-grade magic weapon, he also has thousands of talismans in the storage ring. With so many talismans, it is impossible to defeat them even if the Master Uncle in the Foundation Establishment Stage accidentally tries to defeat them.
Touching the storage ring with his hand, his confidence suddenly increased.
He resolutely came to the weapon refining hall, but did not see Master Fei. He knew that Uncle Fei should be in his own weapon refining room. Whenever Uncle Fei has to leave the Weapon Refining Hall if necessary, he will always be in the Weapon Refining Room. The foundation-building monks can eat grains and no longer need to eat whole grains.
He waved his hand and took out a transmission note, whispered several times to it, and then threw it out with his hand.
The transmission note circled and flew into the weapon refining room where Uncle Fei was. After a while, the stone door of the weapon refining room suddenly opened, and Master Fei's figure appeared at the stone door.
Seeing Qin Fengming standing in the weapon refining hall, his majestic face showed a look of joy: "Fengming, what do you have to do with your uncle?"
"Uncle Master, do you know that in three months, Luoxia Sect will select disciples?"
"Oh. I received a message from the head brother a few days ago, saying that disciples will be selected to participate in the battle for the spirit stone mines that happens every thirty years. Why, Feng Ming, do you want to participate too?" After hearing this question, Master Fei was stunned for a moment, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Well, I want to take part in this competition to broaden my horizons, but I don't know how to sign up?"
"Haha, Feng Ming, you have just entered the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage. Even if you take part in the competition, it is impossible to win. Master Uncle has lived for more than a hundred years. He has gone through such selection competitions three times. Even the ninth level disciples of the Qi Gathering Stage have not been shortlisted. Pass, let alone the eighth level of cultivation."
"You'd better practice hard. With your talent in weapon refining, I will apply to the head brother for you and let him reward you with the Foundation Establishment Pill for his special contribution. Don't worry about the Foundation Establishment."
"Thank you for your concern, uncle, but I still want to give it a try. Even if I don't win, I can still gain some experience in fighting." After hearing what his uncle said, Qin Fengming did not give in at all and said with a firm expression.
Seeing that Qin Fengming had made up his mind, Uncle Fei stopped trying to dissuade him and said with a smile: "Well, since you insist on participating, I will sign up for you when the time comes, within these three months. Just do it wholeheartedly. I will arrange for others to do the preparations for the competition and the weapon refining room."
Hearing this, Qin Fengming felt happy, thanked him repeatedly, bid farewell to Uncle Fei and returned to his residence.
Although Qin Fengming had made up his mind to participate in this competition, his cultivation level seemed too low. It would be most secure if his realm could be raised to the top of the eighth level.
This goal may be difficult for other monks to achieve, but he has dozens of Polygonatum elici pills and takes one every month. With the powerful effects of the pills, it is impossible to achieve this goal.
He has three months to go, and there is one thing he must do early, which is to refine a top-grade defensive weapon. Although he has a top-grade shield, he does not want to expose it. Besides, his biggest reliance is a talisman.
He took out all the refining materials from his body and searched them carefully, and finally found about ten kinds of refining materials. He will use this to refine a high-grade magic weapon with extremely strong defensive power.
After several hours of refining, a fine iron shield made of iron essence as the main material appeared in front of him. In this shield, he added several materials that were inherently harder. Judging from the eyes of a refiner, this shield can survive for a moment even if it is attacked by a top-level magic weapon. If you use this shield to participate in the competition, it should be enough to deal with attacks from all senior brothers' magical weapons.
After the shield was refined, Qin Fengming devoted himself to training.
Three months is only the blink of an eye for a cultivator. During these three months, Qin Fengming took three Huang Jing Dan. Although this did not allow him to break through the eighth level and enter the ninth level, he felt that he was not far from that realm. He vaguely felt that as long as he practiced for a month or two, , you can break through the realm.
These three months are also the month of lively competition in the Luoxia Sect. The lower-level disciples are all discussing the selection, secretly comparing themselves and wondering who will be the final winner.
Qin Fengming's registration was very smooth. There were more than 700 people participating in the competition this time, 90% of whom were disciples at the peak of the Qi Gathering Stage. There were only a dozen monks on the eighth level of the Qi Gathering Stage.
The chosen rule for this competition is a knockout, and the last forty will be selected directly. No one can use tricks in the competition. Only by relying on strength can everyone win in the end.
The selection is scheduled for the seventeenth of this month, three days later, at the Luoxia Sect Competition Ground.
During these three days, Qin Fengming did not practice any more. He just sorted out all the items and selected four high-quality magical weapons for this competition.
One is the fine iron shield, which is used as its main magic weapon; the other is the ruler, a small axe, and a flying sword. The ruler magic weapon can protect itself, which is also something he can use more easily. These four magic weapons are also the maximum number of magic weapons that can be controlled against enemies at the same time.
He reclassified all the talismans to make them easy and fast to extract. After doing this, the remaining time is just to meditate and rest to keep yourself in the best condition.
On the 17th, Qin Fengming arrived at the Luoxia Sect's competition venue on time. This competition venue was several times larger than Luoxia Valley, covering an area of hundreds of acres, a square as big as the square. It is located in a huge valley.
At this time, the valley was already crowded with people. As far as the eye could see, there were hundreds of people everywhere, as many as four to five thousand people. Everyone was talking among themselves, discussing which disciple would win.
The low-level disciples of the Luoxia Sect who came to the scene this time were all the disciples of the Luoxia Sect who were on mission. It will be a very rare opportunity to watch such a live martial arts competition. The harvest will be huge.
Qin Fengming looked up and saw that in the middle of the square, about ten or twenty feet above the square, there were four spherical bubbles suspended in the air. Each one is a hundred feet in diameter.
He knew that this should be the competition venue. Because the competition between monks was too destructive, the powerful men of the Luoxia Sect set up these bubble-shaped things.
From what other disciples have said, these bubbles seem to be extremely weak, but they can withstand a full blow from the seniors at the Chengdan stage without bursting. With such a solid defense, even if the Qi-gathering period disciples competed within it, they would not be able to cause the slightest harm to it.
Seeing such spectacular means, Qin Fengming was secretly frightened. He was even more amazed at the magical powers of the seniors in the Chengdan stage, and secretly admired them.
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