From a distance, the Zhong'an Courtyard martial arts field was paved with a piece of bluestone half a square. The bluestone was carved with complex patterns. The patterns on each brick were different, but they were connected together and continued.

When Zhang Wei saw many guests, all of them had already taken their seats, he said goodbye to Feng Zhizi and went to the area where the guests were.

As soon as I sat down, my head hurt a little because of a hangover. I took a few sips of the water in front of me and slowly leaned on the back of the chair, preparing to enjoy everyone's competition.

I thought I could just sit like this and enjoy the contestants' competition, but I didn't know that it was not what I imagined. While chatting with the old general sitting next to me and inquire, I realized that because the number of participants in the Immortal Fairy Conference every five years is large, so at the beginning, it can only start from the trial. After several trials, those with strength can participate in the subsequent competition.

After listening to it, Zhang Wei understood and asked again: "I wonder what the trial is today?"

Tiejun looked at Shang Guodong from a distance and said, "When the Shangshu Club announces, you will know after a while."

After seeing the contestants and guest officials arrive, Shang Guodong began to announce: "Today's trial questions, lift the jar."

After hearing this, Zhang Wei asked Tiejun in confusion: "Elder General, what is the trial of lifting the jar?"

Tie Jun smiled and replied: "I don't know this. Because the test questions have never been the same in previous years, many strange ones have been tested. Listening to the name of the first trial, it should be considered ordinary." After that, he laughed happily.

Zhang Wei heard this, lifting the jar is still normal? Forget it, don’t think about it, sit here quietly and watch it.

In Zhong'an Courtyard, six deacons carried a huge water tank of three meters high and two meters round and placed it in the center of the martial arts field. Some discussions sounded from the contestants around them, and many people said that the first trial this year looked quite simple.

At this time, another deacon came up, took out three water talismans, and threw them away. The water talisman floated above the water tank, spraying water downwards. It was impossible to get a sip of tea. The water in the water tank was only one inch away from the edge of the tank. Seeing this scene, people who said in the crowd just now that the first trial this year seemed to be simple, shut up.

Shang Guodong saw that no one was talking in the crowd and said, "If you gather this tank over your head, the tank will not break and the water will not spill, you will pass the test."

After saying that, he returned to his seat and savored the tea and looked at everyone.

At the beginning of the game, a manager in blue clothes held the booklet and shouted, "Huosha Sect, Gukli." A big man walked out of the crowd, with a burly figure, bare head and beard on his face. The man was dressed very differently from everyone else. His clothes seemed to be red coarse cloth, wrapped around his body, and a knot was tied on his chest.

Seeing this man wearing a strange costume, Zhang Wei was curious and was about to ask General Tie again. As soon as he turned his head, he saw General Tie raise his finger. A deacon in the courtyard saw it and hurried over and asked, "What are the instructions for General Tie?" General Tie pointed his hand and pointed at Zhang Wei and said, "You stand beside him. This time General Liu did not come. His sixth brother was puzzled by the Immortal Conference. You can accompany him in the next few days."

When the deacon heard this, he quickly agreed and stood beside Zhang Wei. When Zhang Wei heard this, his face turned red, thinking that he was disliked by the old general. Alas. Even if he was disliked, he had to ask him even if he should ask, so he asked the deacon. As a deacon, it was a duty to answer the guest official, so he told Zhang Wei that the person on the stage.

This person is a disciple of the Huosha Sect of Xifan Kingdom. When Huosha Sect selects disciples, they often choose Kong Wu who is strong and strong, so his disciples are all tall and strong. After hearing this, Zhang Wei understood it and asked: "Oh, then where is the Xifan Kingdom?" The deacon can be regarded as a martial arts master. After hearing this, he almost fell to the ground and replied with a smile: "Xifan Kingdom is just west of Dahua China. It has a large land and many people, but the land is barren and the people are strong... Most of the cultivators in the cultivation world are strong and their martial arts are quite strong." After hearing this, Zhang Wei continued to watch the trial.

The disciple of the Huosha Sect stood in front of the water tank, squatted down, and grabbed the lower edge of the water tank with both hands. With a low growl, the water tank was actually picked up flat. Everyone saw it and applauded Gukli. After all, they were the first person to go up, and there was more or less the possibility of becoming a stepping stone to cross the river.

Seeing that Gu Keli had already stood up and was about to continue lifting the water tank upwards, cracks actually appeared outside the water tank. It turned out that this water tank was specially made by the Tongfan Division for the Fanxian Conference. The body of the cylinder was not only thin, but also brittle, so it is not enough to rely solely on strength. It also needs to control its own control over the true qi. If you are not careful, the water tank will break.

At this moment, the cracks on the water tank were cracking little by little. The disciple of Huosha Sect made a quick decision, controlling the true energy in his body to force the force of his hands, evenly splitting them at the bottom of the tank, quickly lifted them up above his head, and then slowly lowered them. At this moment, there were more cracks on the water tank. However, the water tank was not broken and the water did not spill out. A manager next to him saw it and shouted, "Pass." Then he saw the disciple of Huosha Sect, quite proud, and left the martial arts field.

Everyone was praising Gu Keli for making a quick decision and controlling his true energy well. He heard the Qingyi steward Gao call out another disciple of a small cultivation family in southern Dahua, about thirty years old. This disciple Zhang Wei had a slight impression of him. He seemed to be in the middle of the Qi period. Because he came to Zhong'anyuan early, he had a competition with Zhang Wei on the martial arts field. In the 66-game losing streak, there was a battle between that person.

The man looked at the cracks on the water tank, hesitated for a moment, and said to the manager: "There was a crack on this, so I asked to change the tank." After hearing the man's request, the manager of Qingyi looked at Shangshu. Shangshu said: "The water tank is not broken and cannot be replaced. Let's start the trial now. If you delay, you will be considered a failure!"

The man took a deep breath, and the true energy flowed in his body. He held his hands on the bottom edge of the water tank. A faint light spread out with his hands, wrapping the entire cylinder like a film. The water tank slowly rose, but the cracks in the water tank were getting more and more, but there was no sign of breaking. The man exerted his hands again, and the water tank had already raised the water tank over his head. Many people in the audience saw it and thought it was not good. If the water tank was not broken like this and he passed the trial, then if he drew the next one, he would definitely die.

Suddenly, the light film outside the water tank began to fluctuate. The man hurriedly put down the water tank. With a bang, the water tank shattered and a tank of water spilled the man all over. The manager shouted: "Exit." The contestants around him were obviously relieved. The man was soaked all over and left the martial arts venue dejectedly. He came to a big table next to him, received a small porcelain bottle, and left here.

When Zhang Wei saw this, he asked the deacon next to him: "Why did that person leave? If the trial fails, he must leave? What did he take?" The deacon next to him replied respectfully: "Return to the layman, you can stay in Zhong'an Courtyard after the trial fails until the entire Immortal Conference ends. Perhaps because he came here alone and did not come with others, it would be meaningless to stay here, so he received a bottle of Qi Pill and left."

After hearing this, Zhang Wei hurriedly asked: "Guqi Pill? How many particles can I get in a bottle? How many bottles can I get?"

"Mr. Hui, a bottle of twenty Qi-Solid Pills."

Zhang Wei roughly estimated that more than 30,000 taels of silver, Oh my God! No wonder my second brother asked me to come here to find opportunities. I came here for free for half a year. Even if I failed to go on stage, like the person just now, I was soaked all over, just like the one I just took a shower and then left, earning more than 30,000 taels of silver.

The deacon next to him saw Zhang Wei’s smile on his face, and he didn’t know what Zhang Wei was happy about.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!