Wang Quancai rushed in as if a wind was curled up, shouting: "Brother Liang! Brother Liang! It's bad now."

"What are you doing when you scream?" Liangshan shouted.

Wang Quancai entered the bedroom, sat down, and said in a crying voice: "Brother Liang, just two hours ago, Zhuge Yu and Jin Xishen, the two guys, also broke through the initial level of the Golden Pill."

"No wonder there was such a big noise." Liangshan murmured.

"Brother Liang, give up. These three people are too shameless. They simply lose everyone's thoughts."

"If I give up, I will owe the meritorious value of the Merit Pavilion!" Liangshan glared.

"That's better than being sacked."

"You don't have confidence in me?"

"It's not a question of whether there is confidence or not. Those three guys are so evil."

Liangshan smiled and said, "Don't worry, the mountain people have their own tricks."

"real?"

"Get out quickly, don't disturb me in the practice of cultivation."

Wang Quancai looked at Liangshan with a "feeling affectionate" and then hugged his head and "get out".

Wang Quancai's foot sound disappeared, Liang Shan let out a long sigh and cursed: "It's so fucking shameless!" His face was no longer the same, he calmed down, and looked at the sky with his eyes, his expression was depressed, and he thought to himself: Shanren has a big trick!

Nangong Yan got up early in the morning, pushed open the yard door, and looked at the blue sky that seemed to have been cleaned. The days in the hall were really lazy. She missed the days when Yaomang Mountain was struggling with life and death.

An outer disciple came over and walked away in a hurry, and Nangong Yan had an extra piece of paper on hand.

Zhuge Yu and Jin Xishen were thrown into the stones almost at the same time. The two of them left the room and saw the rocks that were sliding around. It was not a stone, but a piece of round jade, rolled up with a note.

The three of them opened the note almost at the same time, with a person's name written on it: Liang Shanbo.

The Holy Son of Yangming recently repaired the origin of the golden elixir, and became lucky in disguise, and made some progress. The news from Murong Bo came from the inner sect of Zhengqing Sect, just one word: suppression.

This is to continue to suppress Liang Shanbo.

Liang Shanbo and Hua Yueying formed a "three-life love thread" and lost the possibility of killing. The Son of Yangming once thought that this was the best ending and there was no need to worry or effort.

The order from Murong Bo was to continue to suppress. The Holy Son of Yangming reflected on it and could not be taken lightly against Liang Shanbo.

This time, he was the most unreliable of the twenty. The three defenders who were defending the game were promoted to the Golden Pill almost at the same time, handing out a note and writing a name, the words meant that the three of them had to repair Liang Shanbo to the point where they "don't even know their own mother."

Liangshan didn't know that he had already been on the list of defenders, so he would greet him hard no matter who he was.

The middle-level foundation building level successfully deals with the initial level of the Golden Pill, which is two levels away. This is how Ma Wencai plays against Senior Brother Feng Kun. He doesn't expect to meet him as well. Liangshan is a little uneasy and goes to Elder Hao for advice.

What disappointed Liangshan was that when Hao Jian took the top master of the Holy Sword Hall, the three defenders had just stepped into the cultivation gate. He had not paid much attention to it. The skill of "knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy" had to be produced from Wang Quancai. However, Elder Hao further helped Liangshan point out the difference between the initial level of the Golden Pill and the foundation building.

Only by understanding the "wind" of heaven and earth can one learn the wind control technique by the middle level of foundation building, while the initial level of Jindan is based on the wind technique, which is the most significant external difference between the two. When people cannot realize that there is wind, the wind control technique will not be effective, but it can still be based on the wind technique.

Elder Hao said that there is no completely still air. In other words, the middle-level wind control of the foundation building can only be considered gliding, and the flight in the Golden Elixir stage can truly be called flying.

The most prominent inner self is naturally condensed into a golden elixir. From then on, my life is not as good as the sky. This means that if a monk in the Golden Elixir stage dies accidentally, it will be called corpse dissection, and then based on his merits, he will finally decide where to go. A monk in the Foundation Establishment stage dies and dies, which is not much different from an ordinary person. In terms of strength, speed, etc., the early level of the Golden Elixir stage is usually ten times higher than that of the Foundation Establishment stage.

After hearing Elder Hao talk about the difference between the Golden Pill Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage, Liang Shan felt more and more confused. Finally, Elder Hao concluded: "You have no chance of winning at all."

Not long after he returned to the other courtyard, Wang Quancai came and brought a thick stack of information, saying that it was Miss Yang Qiuer who helped him and sorted out the detailed information of the three defenders.

When Liangshan opened it, he saw that he was much stronger than Wang Quancai and immediately looked at it hungrily.

Know yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. In the absence of strength, you can only make a fuss based on the use of wisdom, strategies and tactics.

In late October, the Ten Grand Prix of the Lower Yuan finally entered the final stage. After the fourth round of knockout round, only 30 outer disciples were left to compete for the last top ten. Liu Mingde and Lei Dong were both defeated in the second round.

When they enter the final stage, the barriers in the arena will be a little bad. The two of them are fighting inside, causing the ring to sway, and the destructive power is not comparable to those in the previous rounds.

The defenders were all here, waiting for someone to challenge.

Wang Quancai acted as Liangshan’s agent, hiking around the crowd to convey the latest news.

When the sun sets, an outer disciple was beaten to the point of blood, and it looks like a liter, and it has to be sprayed on the barrier. The barrier is like an invisible glass cover, and the scene looks as bloody as bloody as the scene.

Liangshan was stunned for a moment. Wang Quancai came back for the 16th time and said, "Brother Liang, twelve of twenty challengers abstained, and 100 points will be deducted from merit."

Liangshan's mouth twitched. If he stopped hitting, he would have to go back to before liberation.

"The final round of the final is about to end, the challenge race will begin immediately, call the number, if you abstain..." After speaking, Wang Quancai hesitated and his brows were entangled, not knowing whether he felt sorry for Liangshan or his money.

With a sharp roar, the barrier of the entire arena trembled violently like soap bubbles, and the two of them flew around and fought in full swing.

These two are the ultimate practice of the Zixia Art to the outer disciples. The purple air is misty, and its shape is both fierce and beautiful.

Zixia Art and Funiu Fist are both compulsory practices in the Holy Sword Hall. They seem to be big players, but in fact they are treasures for mountain control. It is said that it is difficult for disciples to practice to the peak today.

Liangshan felt ashamed, he rarely had time to practice this Zixia Art.

The last game of the last round ended, and the top ten rankings came out. This was not the last one. We have to finish the fight with the three defenders.

Almost without stopping, Liangshan heard his name calling: "Liang Shanbo, against Nangong Yan!"

Liangshan suddenly stood up, his eyes shone, and he turned his face, but when he saw Wang Quancai's appearance as if he was lost, he couldn't help but kick him.

Wang Quancai woke up and shouted with all his courage: "Brother Liang will win!" This voice was filled with laughter, and he had to lower his head awkwardly.

Liangshan walked down from the stands calmly, cursing in his heart, "I'm going to go now?" And it's the first one, under great pressure."

Wang Quancai looked at Liangshan's back with a bitter face. These nights were extremely lively, and the odds of Liangshan were the most bets. His name was completely played out, but after today's game, it was hard to say whether he was round or flat.

Wang Quancai wanted to cover his face with ten fingers, but he couldn't do the child's move. Liangshan sounded one step at a time, and Wang Quancai's heart was also pounding.

He felt like he was about to faint, and his body shook and his shoulder was pinched by someone behind him.

Wang Quancai grinned and was about to scream. When he turned around and saw that it was Yang Qiu's daughter's devil. He suddenly felt relieved and shut up.

"No matter what, Brother Liang's courage is worthy of praise." Liu Mingde next to him swears.

"If you want me, I was scared halfway through the ring." Lei Dong even spoke sarcastic.

"Brother Liang may not be defeated. He has three-life love threads, which is annoying. With the power of the three-life love threads, the golden elixir swept through the first level." Wang Quancai muttered in a low voice, and a burst of fierce applause drowned his words like a tide.

It turned out that Nangong Yan lifted the golden phoenix cloak on her body, showed off her body and flew into the center of the ring. At this time, Liangshan was still paced like an old man below.
Chapter completed!