Taishang Calendar 21630296, September 12th, Renyin Year, Tiger
Suitable for: trading, collecting money, opening a business, breaking ground, praying for blessings, hanging a plaque
Inauspicious: Traveling, taking care of animals, burying people, making fire
On the day of the competition, it was held on Taishang Road.
This time is a competition for disciples in the middle stage of inner sect Qi refining.
For a major sect such as Taishang Dao, a disciple competition is divided into several stages and takes place over several days and months.
Even this inner sect disciple competition in the middle stage of Qi refining will have to be held for more than a month.
On this day, Fu Xialiang wore a high-gown Taoist robe and the latest robe issued by the sect, representing the six branches of disciples, waiting for the sect's order.
This kind of competition between sect disciples, using the soul as the battle, only tests the strength of the disciples. Each person can only bring in one core magic weapon. Except for the core magic weapon, all foreign objects cannot be brought in.
However, it is not so absolute.
There is a business in the sect. Disciples participating in the competition can pay for spiritual stones, rubbings of real-life magic weapons, magic weapons, talismans, etc., and bring them to the battlefield of the competition.
Of course, you can't go too far. The items must correspond to the realm of Dabi monks, and they can't exceed thirty-six items at most.
This price is not cheap, it is quite expensive.
The sect explained that spiritual stones are also a kind of strength!
Fu Xialiang only has a third-order golden autumn blood-stained maple leaf sword, which is regarded as the core magic weapon of his life. He has to spend money on other magic weapons, and he has no extra magic weapons to make rubbings.
Poor people are so free and easy!
He waited silently in the cave.
Such a grand event is completely under the control of the sect's magic spirits, and countless strategists have made calculations.
Yang Xiuming and Zhang Yue had been here a long time ago, accompanying him by his side.
Fu Xialiang let out a long breath, jumped up, and headed straight for the dojo.
This kind of dojo is not far from the residence, so someone has already planned it.
The dojo is in the center of Jinfenglin. If you run quickly, you will be there soon.
There are all such running monks here. This competition is of great significance. Everyone is exerting all their strength and hurried on.
Suddenly Fu Xialiang saw Junior Sister Baili, and they looked at each other from a distance. Junior Sister Baili was only at the third level of Qi Refining, and was not qualified to participate in this mid-term Qi Refining Competition.
Junior Sister Bai Li suddenly shouted to Fu Xia Liang: "Senior Brother, the Supreme Being is pure, and the martial arts will be prosperous!"
"Extremely pure, the martial arts will always be prosperous!"
These are the auspicious words of blessing from the Supreme Taoist.
Fu Xialiang, who was running, stopped quietly, straightened his crown and robe, and returned the favor to Bai Li!
"Junior sister, you are so pure and your martial arts fortune is always strong!"
Looking at the young man in white clothes in the distance, he saluted slowly and cheerfully. Suddenly Baili's face turned red and she didn't know what to say.
Fu Xialiang continued running and soon arrived at the Jinfeng Thirty-Three Dojo.
Find a seat, sit down, arrange the seat, and then get up and wash your hands.
I don’t know how long this battle will take, and it needs to be done cleanly.
When I returned to my seat and was ready, a handyman at the outer door brought me Bigu Pills.
Fu Xialiang checked carefully to make sure there was no problem, and then took Bigu Pill, which could keep him alive for a month without eating or drinking.
Many disciples came here one after another and sat down one by one.
Some people who knew each other quietly chatted, while others silently chanted sutras and prayed for the Taoist Lord's blessing.
Fu Xialiang placed the three-foot golden autumn blood-stained maple leaf sword in front of him, touched it gently, and cherished it very much.
Suddenly, someone not far away shouted:
"Fu Xialiang!"
Fu Xialiang looked over and saw that it was Feng Yi, the fellow disciple who was killed by him during the trial in the ghost cave.
"Fu Xialiang, you are dead this time!
I have joined the Tianfu Alliance and I will definitely kill this junior like you!"
Feng Yi was screaming there, but Fu Xialiang ignored him and just continued stroking the sword.
The so-called Tianfu Alliance is a variety of small alliances established privately by the disciples of the Trial Competition.
Trials with a large number of people are commonplace. It is common to hug a group to keep warm, and to fight against a large number of people.
"You, a disciple of the Thunder Array, don't practice the thunder method properly and are pretending to be gods and ghosts. How can you practice swordsmanship?"
"Don't let me block you, or I won't let you die easily and torture you for three days and three nights!"
Feng Yi wanted to say something else, but for some reason, when he saw Fu Xialiang silently stroking his sword at this moment, an indescribable cold feeling appeared in his heart.
No matter how many arrogant words he says, he won't be able to say a word!
At this time, the dojos were already filled with people.
There were a thousand people, looking over a large area, it was so dense.
Suddenly, a magical voice sounded in everyone's ears:
"It comes from the beginning of Taiwu, originates from the source of infinity, ends with no end, and is infinite."
This is the sect’s poem number!
As the Dharma Spirit finished reciting, all the disciples present responded together!
"It comes from the beginning of Taiwu, originates from the source of infinity, ends with no end, and is infinite."
Then Faling continued:
"Dear fellow sects of the Supreme Way, this time the sect competition, the middle stage of the inner sect's Qi refining realm, is about to begin."
"Now it is our turn for the nine hundred and ninety-nine disciples of Jin Fenglin to enter.
Dabi is about twenty-seven days in world time and three days in real time!
Please prepare, condense three drops of your hard work, and use them as a carrier to build the original body of Dabi!"
Hard work is very important to a monk. If you lose these three drops of hard work, it will take at least a month to recover.
But there is no way!
Everyone is condensed, and every drop of hard work represents a life in the competition.
Soon, three drops of blood appeared on everyone's fingers.
When the blood appears, it absorbs its own mana and floats into the sky.
Fa Ling said again:
"Dear fellow disciples, there are 2,375,485 people participating in this competition. After the rankings are determined, the bottom 3,333 of them will be deprived of their status as inner disciples and directly
Lost the qualification to practice Taishangdao!
Fellow disciples, each Grand Competition trialist can have a natal magic weapon imprinted with his or her blood. In addition, fellow sects who have applied for the rubbing of a magic weapon, please add it immediately."
Fu Xialiang immediately activated his spell. He imprinted his third-order Golden Autumn Blood-stained Maple Leaf Sword in his blood, so that after every death, he would naturally carry this sword when he was resurrected.
"Fellow disciples, please meditate and prepare to enter the battlefield of the competition.
The sooner you take one breath, the sooner you take one breath to adapt to the environment.
I wish you all great peace and prosperity in martial arts!"
Everyone responded together: "The supreme purity, the martial arts will always be open!"
Fu Xialiang did not close his eyes and meditate, but waited for three breaths.
Then he said softly: "Let us..."
The three of them said together: "Unity of mind!"
Suddenly the three of them became one, and only in this way could they enter together.
Otherwise, only Fu Xialiang will enter and Yang Xiuming will be left outside.
In a flash, Fu Xialiang opened his eyes and appeared in a strange world.
White clouds, blue sky, green mountains and green waters, crisp autumn air, and howling wind!
It's no different from the real world.
Fu Xialiang's body is also a real body, without any difference.
The long sword in his hand is also a real third-order golden autumn blood-stained maple leaf sword.
After arriving, Fu Xialiang immediately clenched his sword and observed carefully.
Suddenly, there was a void more than ten miles away, and suddenly it seemed like a large piece of sky collapsed, covering a full three miles in radius.
The sky seemed to have turned into countless glass fragments, falling from the sky.
Fu Xialiang immediately fled into the distance.
You don't need to look at that one, it's the battle formation practitioner of the Thirty-three Heavenly Jue "Heavenly Collapsing Dao Destruction", who issued the Heavenly Collapse.
This is the same as Lei Jue's Yun Lei. When the monk came here, he immediately released himself and came up to strike the sky.
The last move of the Thirty-three Heavenly Jue's "Heaven Collapse and Dao Destruction" is Heaven Collapse, and the thirty-three Heaven's Jue Earth Jue "Earth Split and Dao Destruction"'s last move is Earth Splitting.
If two spells are cast at the same time, the world will collapse. This is called the Qiankun compound spell, and its power will be increased several times!
Qiankun compound spells and Yin-Yang compound spells are one of the twelve compound spell categories, but one supplements each other to increase power, and the other counteracts the explosion to form power!
Although it was still more than ten miles away from here, Fu Xialiang couldn't help but run away, fearing that the Earth Jue cultivator who was up to no good would come again!