An Jingbai and An Jia were also lying on the side, and behind them, more than a dozen qi-training monks were placed on the ground.
Ji Xuan: "Only these people?"
"There are only these people." The female cultivator whispered, "No one has come out in the foundation building stage so far, but there are quite a few in the pill forming stage."
"No one came out during the foundation building period?" Ji Xuan asked in surprise.
There is nothing to say about the fewest casualties among the Pill Formation monks, but why is there no one left alive during the Foundation Establishment Period?
"We were not supposed to survive." The female cultivator said, with a calm look in her eyes, "The teleportation point was an accident."
"Um--"
Next to him, An Jia also woke up first, made a sound, drew his sword and jumped up with a vigilance and mobility that Ji Xuan could not understand, and kicked the air hard.
Ji Xuan leaned on the cave wall, sat on the ground, and called softly: "Senior sister."
An Jia also stared at her in a daze for a few moments, then slowly pressed the sharp blade back into the scabbard, sat down and stood beside An Jingbai.
During the rustling, a figure in red approached from a distance.
Ji Xuan sighed in her heart. She had changed. She didn't even feel the plot of this ghost movie at all.
Qin Sang, dressed in wedding clothes, came specially to attend.
Starting from the unknown monks, all the way to the disciples of Qingsang Peak and Ji Xuan.
After going around and around, all her ten handsome young men were still alive and well. Only the little monks who came here without status or status died the most.
Is this class?
"I'm sorry." Qin Sang patted his junior sister on the shoulder, "I will lend you my sword for the next round of selection."
The female cultivator's glasses lit up: "Thank you, senior sister! No, I won't say thank you for your kindness. I'll let you go this time."
Qin Sang nodded slightly to her.
People are close and distant, and they are also practicing qi. Ji Xuan and her senior sister only received the guidance within her ability that Qin Sang verbally promised, and the other qi training disciples got nothing. Chun Chun went through a lot of dangers in vain.
After greeting Wei Wei, Qin Sang supported her tired body and went back to support the Fairy Silkworm.
None of the foundation-building disciples of Qingmulg Peak survived, and Fairy Lingcan was looking for Taoist Master Minghe to ask for an explanation.
She, the sufferer, still had to be present.
*
Things ended faster than expected.
Ji Xuan didn't know what agreement Qingsang Peak and Wuji Peak had reached.
That day, after everyone's injuries were generally treated, the guests went back to their homes to recuperate.
The next round of selection is about to begin, but before standing on the real arena, there is another round of important matters - the secret realm screening.
There are always more than a dozen or so mountains in the Wansheng Domain, and there are no elimination requirements for the first round of selection. Therefore, there are always eighty contestants, not to mention a hundred, in the global competition.
This is already under the condition that the main peak has set selection requirements.
Some of the other peaks have people crammed in all at once.
Unfortunately, the format of the arena is a wheel battle, there is no drawing of lots, and you are destined to fight against all opponents.
Before the arena, you first need to compete through the secret realm to select thirty disciples who can enter the next round of selection.
Then thirty disciples competed in pairs, and scores were calculated based on victory or defeat. The ten disciples with the top ten total scores became the elite disciples of Wansheng Peak.
The secret battle at Wansheng Peak is naturally dominated by toxic environments and poisonous creatures.
The battle may not be fierce, but it will definitely be dangerous and you need to be careful every step of the way.
Just coming out of the unknown formation trap, Ji Xuan really didn't want to enter another secret realm immediately. Fortunately, the sect's arrangements were not too stressful.
The lifespan of a monk is long, so the pace of work is slow and complicated.
In the first round of mountain selection, the main peak process was arranged lazily for several months. After the competition was completed, there was another two months in between, and then the secret battle began. By then, spring had turned to summer and entered summer.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ji Xuan finally added some poison resistance to Liantaihu and Feiyunyan.
If a monk is injured and on the verge of death, he can use the life-saving jade token to return; if a spiritual beast is on the verge of death, he is really dead, but there is no such good treatment.
In June, the grass grows, warblers fly, and the poisonous gas is strong.
On one side of the mountainside, the spring and death of Wansheng Peak take off, and the black water is the same color as the sky.
Ji Xuan, who had regained her energy, stood again among the registered disciples, while An Jingbai and An Jia also stood beside her.
After entering the secret realm, everyone will be transported to a random location. There is no pattern and no repetition.
Since entering the sect, the master and servant An Jingbai and An Jiayi have never been separated.
Even if the former tried to correct the latter's temperament from the secret guard's robot style, and even achieved some results, the past training experience still left a heavy imprint on An Jiayi, and he was obviously different from normal people.
Fortunately, as monks, everyone has their own abnormalities, paranoia and madness. An Jiayi's symptoms are just more severe.
The elder in charge was explaining the rules to the disciples.
“...Tokens have two ways to activate, you need to choose by yourself.
In the first type, the token is automatically activated when your life is in danger, sending you out of the secret realm and determining your ranking. It's not easy to die, but it's easy to be interrupted when you want to struggle again.
In the second type, the token is activated again when receiving your spiritual power instructions, sending you out of the secret realm. It won't cause an error, but it may actually lead to death.
The difference is up to you.
Okay, take your jade tokens and jump down from here one after another. The last thirty people remaining in the secret realm will be qualified to enter the next round of selection. "
The dark disciples stood on the ground. Everyone was listening, but no one responded.
Wanshengfeng's style is silence.
The crowd lined up peacefully, and one disciple after another disappeared from the entrance of the dark secret realm with the spiritual beasts covering their bodies, heads and shoulders.
Ji Xuan whispered: "Sister, I'm going."
An Jingbai nodded: "Go ahead and wish you good luck."
Ji Xuan: "Good luck."
She turned around, faced the dark hole, and stepped inside.
A violent wave of dizziness.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw almost no light in front of me. The ground was hard, but the surface seemed to be covered with a layer of moist leaves, which was soft to the touch.
Ji Xuan kicked subconsciously.
Slippery tentacles crawled along the boots and onto the cassock.
Ji Xuan:! ! !
snake!
She used her spiritual sense to peer around and saw that there were no leaves under her feet. They were clearly covered with a shallow layer of snake body.
It's over, it's spread to the snake's den.
The monk collapsed not because Ji Xuan was afraid of snakes, but because with the size of this group of snakes and the fact that her consciousness could not find the exit, it was very likely that she would not be able to get out of this snake nest.
"Qingrong." Ji Xuan tried to communicate with Wanhai Glazed Snake using his spiritual consciousness, "Qingrong, take me out of here."
Qing Rong silently crawled to the hem of her cassock and bit a small snake to death.
Pooh!
Unappetizing.
Not even much spiritual energy!
