The pearls conceived by four mother oysters matured one after another, earlier than expected.
Jing Yingrong used the tools he had prepared to carefully take out the pearl without damaging the mother-of-pearl.
A sea pearl, a conch pearl, an emperor pearl, and a shark pearl each. They are all round, translucent, and bright in color. They are reflected in the mirror and gently wiped clean with a fine velvet cloth and then placed in a jade box for preservation.
The mother-of-pearl was not injured and did not need to recuperate, but Jing Yingrong still applied a layer of medicinal liquid, and after the medicinal liquid was absorbed, the bead core was implanted.
She opened her palms, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth quickly gathered into her palms.
A large amount of spiritual energy was compressed until it liquefied, and drop after drop of spiritual liquid fell, gathering into a considerable pool, suspended above the palm of the hand.
The tyrannical consciousness surged out, wrapped the spiritual liquid, divided it into four groups, and compressed and condensed it twice.
In the blink of an eye, four extremely solid spiritual cores fell into the white palm.
Jing Yingrong implanted the spiritual core into the mother oyster, applied another layer of medicine, and put the mother oyster back into the bay.
She was arranging her tools when suddenly there was a thunderous roar in the air.
Under the distant sky, a piece of land is slowly moving.
On the land, there are towers and towers, green mountains and beautiful forests, but not a single person can be seen.
Several thick rune chains extend from the rock formations below the land, and a huge demon bird is locked at the other end of each chain.
These monster birds are all above the eighth level, and there is even a tenth level Zhuhuang among them. The demonic birds flapped their sky-covering wings, dragging the ground to float slowly in the air.
When the land passed by, he saw that there were several monks behind him who were working together to push the land forward.
The friction and squeezing of the continent and the air made bursts of explosions. When the explosions joined together, they sounded like the sound of rolling thunder.
Compared with the land itself, both the demon birds and the monks are as small as mayflies and ants. But it is these insignificant existences that possess terrifying power that is disproportionate to their bodies and can shake a land that is tens of thousands of times larger than them.
Most people who witnessed this scene were filled with emotion. This is the charm of self-cultivation and seeking the truth, which attracts countless souls to follow and resolutely embark on the road with no end.
Then further away, out of sight, there were muffled thunderous roars.
Land after land mass is converging somewhere.
Ji Yanzhu: "Have you started setting up the venue for the Hundred Arts Competition? The momentum is much greater than before."
Jijiebi: "Although the original Hundred Arts Competition was called Baiyi, it actually only had the four major skills of Talisman, Formation, Utensil, and Pill, plus the conventional skills of beast control, cultivation, puppet manipulation, detoxification, and cooking. 'Baixi' is still far away. I don't know how it is developing now."
Jing Yingrong: "We'll know when the project schedule is released."
Just as Jing Yingrong said, there were still a few days before the start of the Baiyi Competition. Everyone in Taichu Temple, from disciples to elders and deacons, got a stick to record the time and place of each skill in the Baiyi Competition. Arranged jade slips.
Jing Yingrong read the contents of the jade slip and relayed it to Sanling. After Sanling rejected her proposal to let them read it themselves.
Ji Shajian was the first to ask: "Why is hairstyling considered a skill? And what's the riddle about?"
Ji Jie Bi said: "Singing, dancing, music, chess, calligraphy, painting... these are all included."
Ji Yanzhu: "Wow, there are more than a hundred items!"
Ji Sha Jian: "Some of them are just making up numbers and have nothing to do with cultivation."
Ji Jie Bi: "It doesn't have to be related to cultivation to be called a skill. It seems that the Baiyi Competition is much more lively now than before. Mirror, is there any competition you want to watch?"
Jing Yingrong nodded: "Yes, a lot."
Ji Yanzhu: "Then why do you look a little troubled?"
Jing Yingrong said: "There are several competitions that have the same time and cannot be watched at the same time."
Ji Jie Pen: "Did they collide together? There's nothing you can do about it. With so many competitions, it's impossible to play them one by one. There must be multiple competitions going on at the same time. But it doesn't matter. Let's go see the trace after it's over. The reflection is almost the same."
Jing Yingrong: "Yeah."
The venue for the Baiyi Competition has been set up. If viewed from a higher altitude, the entire site looks like a Bagua pattern. In the middle are two yin-yang fish-shaped lands with their heads and tails connected, and eight special-shaped lands are arranged around the periphery. There are wide rainbow bridges connecting each two pieces of land, and several longer rainbow bridges are erected on the edge of the two pieces of land in the shape of yin and yang fish, connecting Qiongju enclave Chuxiaofeng and other places where disciples live.
Because the time has not yet come, Hongqiao is closed, and the monks responsible for making various preparations travel between places by riding demon birds.
On the third to last day, the participating monks entered the venue early.
Zhao Jinxu specially emphasized the time of his competition and invited Jing Yingrong to watch it, and Jing Yingrong naturally agreed.
Not long after Zhao Jinxu left, Shu Pinghui came.
"Rong Rong, my game starts on the third day, you have to come and watch."
Jing Yingrong recalled what competitions were starting on the third day, and found that there were too many, so she simply asked: "Which skill?"
"Of course it's a musical instrument!"
Shu Pinghui shook the golden bell on her wrist, and then said with a funny look: "It wasn't the primary election a few days ago, didn't you know? That's right, you are here making your shells every day. The primary election, that's it. The first threshold is to pass the preliminary election to enter the competition, otherwise there will be too many people and the quality will be uneven, which will waste everyone's time."
Jing Yingrong understood: "So you passed the primary election."
"Well, I originally went with my two junior sisters. After I went there, I found that I knew all the test content, so I gave it a try and passed."
Shu Pinghui said with a little pride.
Jing Yingrong smiled slightly and said, "I wish you the best."
"Okay, thanks!"
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On the day of the competition, the Yaoyao bell rang three times and all Hongqiao opened at the same time.
Jing Yingrong and many outer disciples set foot on the rainbow bridge leading to Yin Yang Fish.
The leader of this Hundred Arts Competition is Fu Zhidao. Talismans, weapons, elixirs, and formations, as the four major skills of cultivators, have an advantage that other skills cannot match in the competition, that is, they have an exclusive time period and will not compete with other skills.
Therefore, the first round of competition on the Way of Talisman began under the spotlight.
In the huge square, hundreds of talisman makers are concentrating on making talismans. They hold talisman pens in their hands and draw mysterious lines on the talisman paper distributed by the sect. When they lift the pen, if the talisman paper lights up and absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, it means that the talisman is complete.
In this first round of competition, only the top fifty with the number of second-grade wind blade talismans made within the same time period can enter the second round of competition.
