The steps in front of the martial arts arena are a hundred feet long, like a wide jade belt, hanging diagonally between two mountains.
The passage was crowded with disciples from all walks of life who came to watch or participate in the battle. Some were driving spiritual beasts, some were wielding swords, and some were riding various flying magic weapons. It was so spectacular.
Most people were only afraid that they would be slow to enter the martial arts arena, and that good seats would be taken away by others. Although the steps were long, they could not keep their hurried footsteps.
There were only a dozen or so people who were different, walking slowly and step by step on the steps.
Another characteristic of them is that they don't look at the road, but their heads look left and right, as if they are here for the first time, with a kind of "hillbilly" dullness.
Compared with those who enter the martial arts arena in various fancy ways, they seem out of place.
But after experiencing a life of darkness and bathing in the sunshine again, only they themselves understand the romance and preciousness of this golden autumn.
Yuantai is unusually tall, while Ji Zhao is extremely thin. The two look very uncoordinated when walking together.
The morning light stretched the shadows of two people, one tall and one short, into long shadows.
"Senior brother." Yuantai stretched out his left palm.
Jixiong was so short that he could only see the top of the horizon with the steps as the horizon. He didn't even realize that he missed the scenery below the steps.
He glanced at Yuantai's extended hand and without hesitation, took advantage of the situation to climb up and sit on his broad shoulders.
"Haha, this is much better." Ji Zhao said happily.
The shadows of the two people merged together, with tacit understanding and sincerity, as if they were one person.
When Qing Chan's shout came, the two of them were still a little stunned, looking around with their heads.
When the two of them locked their eyes on the petite figure vibrating its wings above the steps, their smiles were like pebbles thrown into a flat lake, with constant ripples...
"Junior sister..."
When the two of them turned their eyes again and saw another face rushing towards them, they experienced the never-ending darkness in the mine. There were tears and light in their eyes...
"Junior brother..."
There is nothing more surprising than a reunion. Yan Yun and Qing Chan, Yuan Tai and Ji Zhao, four people of different heights, hugged each other.
Yuantai became stronger and reached the fourth level of Qi Condensation Realm.
The skinny Jixiu became capable and resilient, and his realm rose to the fifth level of Qi Condensation Realm.
But both of them set their sights on Qing Chan. After only half a year of not seeing each other, she had been promoted to two levels in a row and became a monk at the same level as Ji Zhao.
"Why are the two senior brothers looking at me like this?" Qingchan said with a smile.
"What benefits did Junior Brother Yanyun give you? We both want a share of the pie!" Ji Zhao's eyes were glaring.
"That's right!" Yuan Taiweng echoed.
"Two senior brothers, don't be impatient. We will go all out today. After the meeting, go to my blessed place and have a detailed discussion with the two senior brothers." Yan Yun had to intervene.
Half a month ago, Qingchan was still at the fourth level of Qi Condensation Realm. When Yan Yun taught her the Great Wild Starry Sky Technique, it was as if she had broken through the barrier that she had been unable to break through. Her cultivation speed increased by leaps and bounds, reaching the fifth level in one fell swoop. level.
On the contrary, Yan Yun himself is still in the early stages of entering the seventh stage of the Qi Condensation Realm. The mana pool in his Dantian that he practices every day has not changed at all. Only the stones beside the pond are slowly evolving.
It started out like a grain of sand, and gradually grew to the size of a mung bean under the nourishment of the mist from the Mana Pond, and finally turned into a round egg-shaped shape, filling one side of the pond.
Yan Yun speculated that his level could only be improved by waiting for the stone beside the mana pool to reach saturation?
He used inner vision to examine Qing Chan's Dantian, and there was a similar pool of mana appearing in the center of her Dantian. It was produced after she advanced to the fifth level of Qi Condensation Realm. She was even shocked by this.
However, her mana pool is much smaller than Yan Yun's, about one-third of his size, and there is no "stone" appearing next to the pond.
"Junior brother Yanyun is blessed with great things. If there is no bond between the two senior brothers, the four of us can live together." Qingchan suggested.
Yuantai and Ji Zhao looked at each other and smiled, but did not show too much joy.
Both of them came from Baiyi Hall and were subject to many rules. They could not leave if they wanted to. Unless they stood out in the Soul Seizing Society, they would still face the dark underground world.
Yan Yun looked at it and didn't point it out.
"Two senior brothers, there is no need to worry. I think the magic power of the two senior brothers is much stronger than that of monks of the same level. The difference is nothing more than magic weapons or spiritual beasts. I have prepared an upper-level magic weapon with excellent double-sided protection capabilities. The magical weapon can be used after being sacrificed and refined."
After Yan Yun finished speaking with the sound transmission technique, he took out two black shield-shaped instruments from his storage bag and handed them to the two of them.
"Junior brother also prepared a shield for me, and complained that I didn't participate in the soul seizing party. Humph, he thought I was pestering him!" Qing Chan muttered.
"Senior sister, wouldn't it be nice to have her own independent blessed place? By following me as a servant, you are really betraying your kindness." Yan Yun smiled bitterly.
"I'm happy to!" Qingchan held her neck high and looked like she could do anything.
Qingchan, Ji Zhao, and Yuantai didn't know that these three shields were all mixed with a small amount of powder mixed with Tiangan crystal and Dikun stone. The protective ability of the magic weapon and the ability to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth have been greatly enhanced. It is not inferior to or even exceeds the conventional magic weapons used by ordinary Lingtai realm monks.
Ji Zhaoxiao asked: "Junior brother, how much do you think we are good at calculating?"
Yan Yun did not answer directly, but continued to send messages and asked: "Senior brother, have you ever practiced the "Xiantian Jue" of Nanshan Sect?"
Ji Zhao shook his head and sent a message: "Maybe it's because I have practiced six of the twenty-four qi diagrams of my junior brother that neither I nor my junior brother Yuantai can practice this skill."
"Very good!" Yan Yun said, "I hope that senior brother will do his best for today's matter. If we can get through it smoothly, we will have another chance in my blessed land."
After Yan Yun finished speaking, he looked around and calmly handed two stacks of Four Evil Talismans to Ji Zhao and Yuantai, while openly handing a few speed talismans to the two senior brothers.
There were about ten sets of the two stacks of Four Evil Talismans, which were worth a lot of money. The two of them were extremely happy.
Yan Yun warned: "If you are invincible, the Four Evil Talisman can resist one or two, but you cannot control the power of the talisman and use it wantonly, lest anyone care about it."
This is the Four Evil Talisman, and it can also cause considerable damage to Lingtai Realm monks. How could the two of them waste it casually, so they nodded repeatedly.
"Let's go in and take a look at the splendid scene of this martial arts arena!" Qingchan couldn't wait.
A group of four people stepped into the doorway with anticipation.
After passing through the unique corrugated corridor of Xu Mi Space, there was suddenly a vast expanse of space in front of them, and the noisy voices almost filled several people's ears.
The seven martial arts arenas that seemed independent from the outside were actually connected together in a ring, like a plum blossom.
In the center is a multi-angular building with a flat upper part, which is where the host of the Soul Seizing Society and the Lingtai Realm monks watch the battle.
Each of the remaining seven martial arts arenas occupies an extremely wide area and is in the shape of an inverted cone. The bottom is the competition area, and the ones extending upward are bleachers.
If the seven martial arts performance venues are full, they may be able to accommodate tens of thousands of spectators without feeling crowded.
Thousands of disciples gathered in small groups according to their own preferences. They chose to sit in the stands and pointed at a crystal-shaped display screen above the martial arts arena.
The display screen is a low-cost magic weapon. All the participating hills, the halls to which they belong, the names of the contestants, the order of the competition, etc. are completely displayed on it.
The seven martial arts arenas correspond to the seven levels of the Qi Condensation Realm, and the competition situation in the venues can all be seen by the Lingtai Realm monks in the center.
On the top of each martial arts arena, there is a giant sail with fluorescent lights and golden seal characters all over it.
Yan Yun and others looked around and found that only the first level of Qi Condensation Realm had the least people in the stands, so they walked towards it together.
"Is it a little far away from our respective competition venues?" Ji Zhao asked.
"It doesn't matter." Yan Yundao said, and a shiny ball appeared in his palm, hovering in the air.
On the surface of the ball, the entire martial arts arena is displayed on it, without missing anything.
When Ji Zhao and others saw Yan Yun using the Qi Condensation Realm technique again, a pretty face appeared in their minds.
How great would it be if she were still alive?
Yan Yun's smiling face will no longer show loneliness...
This little technique was taught to Yan Yun by Fairy Chun He, and today's atmosphere is somewhat similar to that of Yuzhu Pavilion in the past.
It is human nature to think about people when you see things.
Yan Yun looked at the balloon and was distracted for a moment, then returned to normal.
"Four senior brothers, do you want to place a bet?" At this time, a young Taoist with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came over.
"Betting?" Yuantai has no such experience.
"How did you place the bet?" Yan Yun became interested.
"The monks participating in this soul seizing meeting can just choose one or more people and bet on winning or losing in a certain game." The young Taoist said with a smile, "I see that some of the senior brothers have unfamiliar faces. I am afraid they are fellow sect members who have just joined the sect. Let me remind you, bet on the first game first, and wait for the chosen person to win before betting on the subsequent games. Otherwise, you will lose the first game, and there will be no need to compete in the subsequent games. Didn't these senior brothers lose all their money? "
"This is easy. How many spirit stones do you need to bet on each game?"
"There are no rules. One or two dollars is for pleasure, and one hundred and two hundred is for pride. Our banker is a descendant of Baihu Peak and a direct relative of the master of Suzaku Peak. No matter how much the senior brother wants to bet, he can take it. You can afford it!”
When the young Taoist said these words, his face showed pride.
Yan Yun heard this and asked, "Could it be that the banker is Senior Brother Tian He?"
The young Taoist asked happily: "Is it possible that senior brother is familiar with senior brother Tian He?"
"That's not true, but I got a little favor from him, so I'm very impressed."
"Haha, senior brother Tian He is famous for being generous in the sect. He has many friends and has an unparalleled reputation."
Yan Yun was thoughtful and asked, "I wonder if Senior Brother Tian He participated in this year's Soul Seizing Party?"
The young Taoist said: "I participated."
Yan Yun frowned and said, "That's troublesome. I'm just not talented. If I meet Senior Brother Tian He, I might not have a chance of winning. What should I do?"
The young Taoist said in surprise: "Senior Brother, could it be that I don't know that there is no need for internal selection within the sect for the disciples of Sixiang Peak to participate in the Soul Seizing Meeting?"
"Oh? Then I feel relieved... In this way, I bet on Yan Yun of Yanhe Peak Spiritual Training Hall to win seven consecutive games in the seventh-level competition, and I bet ten spiritual stones on each game."
"good!"
The young Taoist took out a pen and paper and began to write and draw.
