Soon, a few hours passed leisurely.
The sun rises and a new day is coming.
"I am not afraid of clouds blocking my vision, just because I am at Qianxun Peak. Monks like us often worry about clouds blocking the sun. The road to immortality is rugged, and we don't know when we will be able to step into the true path of cultivation."
"All of this, in the view of Luo Qiu, the ancestor of Nascent Soul hundreds of years ago, is all unfounded worry and asking for trouble. Fuyun Sect is the best starting point for our cultivation. As long as we work hard, every disciple will succeed in building a foundation." That day!"
"For this reason, our sect has specially established the Qianxun Ranking. Only the best elite disciples of Fuyun Sect are qualified to leave their names on it! Changes are made every three years for selection and elimination. Now you are in , this is exactly the stage!”
On the high platform of Qianxun Peak, the pavilion masters of each palm peak of Fuyun Sect and the senior elders of the sect all looked solemn and solemn. The master Ding Lingtao spoke calmly and spoke earnestly to the more than two hundred monks at the peak of Qi refining below. said.
Although some of the Qi Refining Stage monks present had heard it several times, and their ears were about to get calloused, they still did not dare to make a mistake here. They all calmed down and listened carefully to every word of the master's teachings, and finally in A round of warm cheers ended the opening remarks of the Qianxun Ranking Competition.
The inexplicable pressure on the body suddenly decreased, and a group of Qi Refining Dzogchen monks began to look at each other. The entire venue was divided into two areas. On the left was Chen Mo's challenging side, while on the right sat cross-legged were those who had already ranked on the Qianxun Ranking. The elite disciple of the above.
The rules of the competition were explained in detail by Cao Yu, the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall. The core disciples only have one chance to challenge. As for who to choose, it is their own decision.
If you feel that your cultivation level is strong, you can challenge Ye Lantian, who is number one on the Qianxun Ranking. If you defeat him, the challenger will be the number one on the Qianxun Ranking. As for failure, you will have to miss this opportunity in the Forgotten Land. .
Each monk on the list can only be challenged twice at most. After that, he has immunity from fighting, and the challenging monk can only choose someone else.
According to Chen Mo's original idea, he would challenge the elite disciples ranked around 90, defeat the original 90 ranked disciples, and after successfully defending for two rounds, he could head to the Land of Forgotten in a low-key manner.
But now he is being targeted by challengers. Among the powerful core disciples, there are originally monks who are weaker than Chen Mo, so they will naturally pick on the weak ones first. However, Chen Mo's reputation is too big, and everyone wants to step on him. If he was just one move away from Duan Tiannian, wouldn't he be ruined?
Although Chen Mo has confidence in himself, he does not want to face all the Qi Refining monks of Fuyun Sect. Therefore, the safest way is to challenge a top-ranked monk to scare others away, rather than risk being eliminated with him. Just fight.
"Boy Chen, I was wrong about what happened last time. Tell me directly what position you want this time. If you want to be at the front or at the back, it's your choice!"
Just when Chen Mo was thinking about it, Zhang Siyuan's secret transmission came again. Chen Mo quietly raised his head and glanced at the high platform, and found that the other party was nodding slightly, waiting for his answer.
Fighting first can stabilize the ranking, and fighting later can make the final decision. Each has its own advantages. Chen Mo thought for a moment, and then whispered: "Then I'll trouble you Pavilion Master to help the disciples choose a position at the back, so that I won't be challenged by others. ”
Not sure if the other party heard it, Zhang Siyuan turned around and began to study the order of appearances with several palm peaks. Head Ding had already left first, leaving six of them, monks in the late stage of foundation building, to supervise. , take control of the overall situation.
"Okay. In the first battle, Liu Xiaoyun will appear."
Wu Nishang, the master of Piaomiao Peak Pavilion, exerted his spiritual power and took the lead in speaking on the high platform: "Which monk on the Qianxun List do you want to challenge?"
This is a young man with a beautiful tree in the wind. His eyes considered back and forth between the 100th place and the 99th place, and finally made up his mind and said: "Pavilion Master, this disciple wants to challenge the 99th place Xi Zi." Senior Sister Hong!"
"Hmph! I knew you would choose me, and I would make you regret your current decision very much later!"
Liu Xiaoyun stood up from the challenge area, and then Qianxun Bang followed a pretty woman in colorful clothes. However, her expression was a little cold at this time. She must have been underestimated, and she wanted to vent the anger she was holding in her heart. .
There are dozens of arenas in Qianxun Peak, which can be used for martial arts competitions at the same time. Wu Nishang quickly announced the second candidate to appear. However, the monk hesitated and did not choose who to fight for a long time, leaving Wu Nishang Nishang was speechless for a while.
"Do you also want to challenge Xi Zihong who is ranked 99?" Wu Nichang revealed his thoughts with one word. The latter nodded repeatedly, but aroused a burst of sarcastic laughter, not only challenging one party, but also Qianxun Bang also laughed at him.
Wu Nichang shook her head and said helplessly: "Didn't any fellow disciples tell you that one rank is not allowed to be challenged one after another? You should choose quickly and don't waste the time of other disciples."
"Um... Then let me choose Senior Brother Lei, who is ranked number 100." This monk looked a little introverted, and his face turned red after being ridiculed in public. Then a figure stood up from Qianxun Peak. The tall young man didn't say too much: "Junior brother, please!" He went directly to the second ring to compete with him.
"Okay, the third person to take the stage next is..."
...
Sure enough, as Zhang Siyuan said, he called more than ten monks in a row, but none of them had Chen Mo's name. He also took this opportunity to take a look. The monks who had previously challenged were all around the eighty or so. It's a little closer, but this time it's about the place in the Forgotten Land. No one wants to take risks, so it's better to get a safe place.
Chen Mo saw Ye Lantian, Gu Yao, and Wan Qing, just like old monks sitting still with their eyes closed and concentrating. They neither paid attention nor watched the battle on the field, and there were no monks trying to flatter them or making false claims to challenge them.
The level of fighting skills of the twenty monks at the bottom of the Qianxun Ranking is comparable to those of the challengers. The rankings alternate very quickly. The previous Xi Zihong already has immunity because he was challenged twice. The monks behind him can no longer Challenging her made this girl very excited.
Compared to the 100th place, the previous Senior Brother Lei has long disappeared, and now the monk sitting in that position is also worried, not knowing how long he can do it.
During the few hours that Chen Mo was watching with cold eyes, several malicious eyes had already been directed at him, as if they were waiting for Chen Mo's name to be read so that they could swarm him and eliminate him.
Chen Mo didn't bother to pay attention to this, and followed Wan Qing and others' example and closed his eyes to rest. This scene fell into the eyes of others, that is, painting a tiger is not the opposite of a dog. If he doesn't have the strength, he still imitates others and pretends to be pretentious. Wait. Just make him look good!
"Which monk on the Qianxun List are you going to challenge?"
After burning the incense, Wu Nishang read Luo Feichen's name, which made Chen Mo suddenly open his eyes. Not only that, Ye Lantian also smiled for the first time and looked towards the direction of Luo Feichen.
Luo Feichen naturally felt the warm gazes of these two senior brothers, coughed slightly and said: "Pavilion Master, this disciple wants to challenge fellow Daoist Xu who is ranked fifty-fourth on the Qianxun Ranking."
Before Wu Nichang could say anything, the monk surnamed Xu started gearing up and said excitedly: "Okay! I thought these inner disciples were all made of paper, and finally there is one who can catch my eye. Brother Luo, please!"
Wu Nichang smiled and said nothing, and was not very angry when she was interrupted. She can be regarded as the one with the best temper among the palm peaks. She waved her hand and said: "Go, let's compete to see who wins."
"Next person....."
Chen Mo withdrew his gaze, only to see a beautiful figure flash past not far away. It was Lin Yuqin. With a guilty look on her face, she came to Chen Mo and said softly: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Chen, my little sister didn't expect that either." It will cause you so much trouble..."
The girl's pleading look made Chen Mo take back the words he originally wanted to scold her, and sighed for a long time: "Let's not do this next time."
"Ah...little sister knows that Senior Brother Chen is magnanimous!"
Lin Yuqin immediately looked happy and grabbed Chen Mo's sleeve to express her gratitude. What was originally a normal behavior became intimate in Xiao Han's eyes.
At this moment, he is sitting in the corner, his fists clenching loudly. Why? This guy has the same cultivation level as him, and can he please Lin Yuqin with his scars all over his face? But even though he tried so hard to get her to look up to him?
"This pair of bitches!!"
Xiao Han looked away, not wanting to see the disgusting scene again. The anger in his chest had already broken through the sky. It seemed that he couldn't wait any longer and was about to rush over to compete with Chen Mo.
After that, Lin Yuqin took the initiative to start the conversation, and it was basically all topics that Chen Mo could talk to, either about spiritual plants, or about trivial matters about the Forgotten Land.
"Next, Ren Changyi, which monk on the Qianxun List do you want to challenge?"
Chen Mo and Lin Yuqin were chatting about each other. Suddenly they heard Wu Nichang's list, and stood up with a sudden move in their hearts, looking at where Ren Changyi was.
"Senior Brother Chen, why are you paying attention to him?" Lin Yuqin asked doubtfully.
Chen Mo's eyes flashed and he said: "Use him to test the quality of the Qianxun List."
Sure enough, as soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, Ren Changyi pointed at Min Yan, who was ranked 30th, and said with a slight smile: "That's her."
"Tsk tsk..."
Bursts of discussion suddenly sounded. This was the first time in this batch that someone challenged such a high-ranking monk, which immediately caused agitation in the two areas.
"Quiet!"
Wu Nishang stopped shouting and then said leisurely: "I have the obligation to remind you not to show off your talents for a while, so as not to delay your own bright future. Min Yan's cultivation level is not low. If you insist on going your own way, you may be eliminated. "
"Thank you Pavilion Master for your kindness. This disciple understands and invites Senior Sister Min to fight!"
"What a arrogant boy, let me meet you for a while!" Min Yan immediately flew out and went to the ring with Ren Changyi. Without even a single extra word, a monk directly announced the start of the competition!
"Oh, Old Ghost Zhan, your disciple is quite stubborn. Junior Sister Nishang made it clear not to choose the monks under her, but she still did it in the end. It is unlikely that there was no secret instruction from you behind this. ah....."
Behind the high platform, five palm peaks in the late stage of foundation building looked at the fighting situation on the field. They couldn't help but laugh and joked about one of the pavilion masters.
"This kid Ren Changyi is a little angry... No matter how frustrated he is, the Forgotten Land is too dangerous, and it will be the same in twenty years." The elder named Zhan said methodically.
"Old Ghost Zhan, are you saying what you mean? Do you really want Junior Sister Nishang's disciples to be eliminated?" Zhang Feng of Jueming Peak laughed disdainfully and said with a hint of ridicule.
"Ren Changyi, in the Gongfa Pavilion, chose a book of Huiyuan Heavenly Fire Technique. Coupled with his Fire Spirit Root physique, the power of the spell is amazing. Min Yan is probably no match for him." Zhang Siyuan shook his head at this moment and said slowly.
Elder Zhan became curious: "Oh? Junior Brother Siyuan also knows my disciple's skills?"
"Speaking of senior brother, don't be surprised. I went to recruit him, but this boy insisted on becoming a disciple of Blood Fiend Peak, saying that he could learn some real skills from senior brother..."
Zhang Siyuan complimented the Pavilion Master of the Blood Fiend Peak without leaving any trace, and the latter was very satisfied: "In that case, we old guys will just take a look at the performance of the juniors."
On the other side, the battle between Min Yan and Ren Changyi has begun.
Both of them used probing for the first time. Ren Changyi's spells were mainly powerful and heavy. Every rapid shot of the wind blade could be felt from several feet away.
Min Yan was like a dancer walking on the edge of a knife, weaving in and out of the cyan light, and occasionally counterattacked with a few sharp golden swords, so that Ren Changyi did not dare to step forward too much, and always kept a safe distance.
After a while, the two began to have a desire to win. Ren Changyi was the first to shoot a golden-rimmed ring magic weapon. Jin Ge collided with it and shattered it instantly. It hit Min Yan's abdomen, and the other party also counterattacked. A silk ribbon shot out from his waist and instantly wrapped around Ren Changyi's circle.
"Are you a woman? You like to use the magic ring so much!" Min Yan grabbed the silk belt and pulled the magic weapon towards him, and said with words from the other side. Ren Changyi snorted coldly and shot out a cold light again. The shining sharp knife slashed hard at the ribbon!
"High-quality magic weapon!" Min Yan's eyes shrank, and she quickly withdrew her ribbon. She raised one hand, and two lightning bolts as thick as arms instantly hit the ring, slowing down Ren Changyi's movement to retrieve it. Half a beat.
Seeing this, Min Yan was overjoyed and waved her long sleeves non-stop. Each time she waved, she brought forth bursts of thunder and lightning techniques. Ren Changyi was so exhausted that he could only resist silently with his long sword. He couldn't think of any strategy to deal with the enemy at the moment.
"With this little skill, I'd better go back and practice for a few more years!"
Min Yan sneered and waved dozens of lightning bolts out of her sleeves with both hands. At the same time, when she turned around, she took out an exquisite hand crossbow and was about to aim at Ren Changyi.
Suddenly, a surprising scene appeared.
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